The Queen is In Pairs [entertainment Circle]

Su Han looked at the phone that fell to the ground, suspecting that he had just had a dream. It was not at night but during the day. She was not at home but at the company. She had never called Xia Yitong.

She poured herself a glass of water and calmed down.

Bend over and picked up the phone on the ground. The screen didn't break, but it just fell off. He looked at the call log with wide-eyed eyes, and dialed Xia Yitong.

"Can you say that again."

Xia Yitong said: "I am in love with Lu Yinbing, and she took the initiative to mention it."

Su Han's head is still a little dizzy, and when it calms down, he has a sense of pride that "worthy of being my artist": "Yes, you, you can actually take down Lu Daying, so you can quietly hold the luxury Did Jin Thigh walk through the back door?"

Xia Yitong's black line: "Sister Su Han, is this what an agent said? Shouldn't you persuade me to focus on my career and it's best not to fall in love?"

Su Han asked calmly: "Do I persuade you to be useful? You are almost crazy."

Xia Yitong said, "It's useless."

Su Han: "Isn't that enough? Why do I have to talk about it? Mineral water is also quite expensive."

She "knows the righteousness" Xia Yitong reluctantly said: "You don't have any ideas?"

"You know what I want to say."

"Proceed with caution and don't be photographed."

"Okay." Su Han swallowed the heavy news and saved it for later digestion. She glanced at the time displayed on the alarm clock on the bedside table and asked, "Can you spare time in these two days? I’m about to shoot the cover. I’ll give them an exact time so they can make appointments with photographers and styling.”

"This..." Xia Yitong became embarrassed. She happened to be free these two days. On the one hand, she has been looking forward to seeing Lu Yinbing back for a long time. The impression that he will not lie to Su Han.

Su Han: "What? Is it because the crew is not good to ask for leave? Tell the director that you are going to film "ELLE" and he will definitely let you go."

"No," Xia Yitong gritted his teeth and said, "I finished shooting ahead of time. I have two days of free time. You can make an appointment tomorrow. I will book the earliest flight back to City B. Where is Cenxi? Does she have a schedule?"

"She?" Su Han sneered, "It's just a little bit hotter, it's not bad to have an announcement, you can get there whenever you want to shoot her, you don't need to worry about other people's hearts, you have a lot of messy things for yourself. Make good magazines and make good films, you don’t have to worry about other things."

"I'm not afraid of your hard work, sister." Xia Yitong said coquettishly.

"Come on," Su Han's mouth turned upwards, "Quickly go to bed."

"You go to bed first, I also want to chat with Teacher Lu."

Su Han: "..."

It's heartbroken, and she knows that her last target was ten years ago, and both men and women are almost forgotten.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yitong sent a WeChat message to Lu Yinbing-[Suddenly received a new job, I have to go back to city B tomorrow, and it is estimated that the day after tomorrow will pass [sigh]]

Lu Yinbing finished work late, as always, did not reply to her, and posted a video directly after taking a shower.

In the picture, Lu Yinbing sits on the edge of the bed, wiping his hair, and asks: "What kind of job is it? Is it an ad endorsement?"

Xia Yitong looked sad: "No, the cover of "ELLE" magazine, November issue."

Lu Yinbing smiled, put down the towel and applauded her: "Awesome."

Xia Yitong was embarrassed by her: "It's a double seal."

Lu Yinbing still applauded: "That's also great."

Xia Yitong was shy: "It's so normal, the agent won for me, it took a lot of effort."

Lu Yinbing lowered his head and muttered, "Although I took their annual magazine two months ago, they came to me on their own initiative."

Xia Yitong curled his lips: "..."

Lu Yinbing looked at the ceiling with his eyes: "Although I unlocked the'Five Major Magazines' ten years ago, they were all single-covered. It seems that I have filmed them all this year."

Xia Yitong was like a discouraged ball: "..."

Lu Yinbing looked at her wonderful face and smiled: "I didn't mean to hurt you, I was inspiring you."

Xia Yitong nodded and bowed: "Thank you~you."

Lu Yinbing's eyes lit up with surprise: "Hey! You are so fast that Beijing dialect speaks the truth."

Xia Yitong was happy with her, and the little white teeth under the light were so beautiful that she looked a little silly: "I can't learn one ten thousandth of yours. You are a legacy of history, a treasure of mankind, more than the Dunhuang murals. Colorful." Xia Yitong slapped her tongue when she said "er".

Also learned to be silly.

Lu Yinbing, who is rubbing the fire, wanted to rush her to slap her head and make her poor: "You really don't know how to learn phonology here."

"I also ask Teacher Lu for more advice."

"It's easy to talk." Lu Yinbing waved his hand generously.

After the two talked and laughed for a while, Xia Yitong put his chin on the pillow, put his arms on both sides of the pillow, and fell dejected again: "But then I won't see you tomorrow."

Lu Yinbing comforted her: "It's only a day later, work is important."

"I know work is important, but...but..." Xia Yitong's eyes were a little red, "I've been looking forward to it for a long time, and want to see you."

Lu Yinbing picked up the Ipad and slowly moved closer, filling the entire screen 360 degrees without any dead ends, without any strands of hair. Lu Yinbing's mouth opened and closed at the bottom of the screen: "Now I see it. Did you look carefully?"

No matter how beautiful the face is, it won't be easy to see where it is. Even if the Xia Yitong filter is thick, I have to admit that it is too happy.

He laughed out loud, and said helplessly, "Ms. Lu~"

Lu Yinbing moved the camera away, raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, are you happy now?"

Xia Yitong nodded.

Lu Yinbing urged her: "Go to bed, I have to catch a plane tomorrow."

"I'm asleep." Xia Yitong pulled the quilt up until it reached her chest.

After saying good night to each other, I turned off the video.

Xia Yitong checked the flight from Jiuzhaigou Huanglong Airport to Beijing and found that it was only in the afternoon. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to drive to Chengdu first and fly from Chengdu to Beijing.

Lu Yinbing ran in Xia Yitong's dream all night. After getting up in the morning, Xia Yitong spent a long time before returning to reality. He sent a message to Fang Wei and asked her to come in and help pack up.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, Xia Yitong left Jiuzhaigou by car. In the afternoon, the flight departed from Shuangliu Airport and arrived in Beijing at 5 o'clock. He joined Su Han who was waiting at the airport and went straight to the studio.

They made an appointment with the magazine at seven o'clock in the evening, so hurry up and finally arrived at six o'clock. The shed is very quiet. Most people go out to eat. The photographer is a blond foreigner, dressed fashionable, sitting in a chair and playing with his mobile phone. As the stylist was in the dressing room, Xia Yitong knocked on the door and went in. She clasped her hands together and said, "Sorry for waiting."

The stylist is in his thirties, with a narrow waist and narrow hips, a small braid, a feminine and small appearance, and a charming smile when he smiles, whispering softly: "It's okay, I have plenty of time."

Xia Yitong bowed again, and when he turned his eyes, he noticed that there was another person in the room. The person was sitting on a small stool next to the dressing room. He was wearing a simple sweater and trousers. It was not very eye-catching. At first glance, he thought it was a staff member. .

Xia Yitong glanced at it, then stayed away, looked over again, hissing, this person seemed a bit familiar.

She walked over, and the man stood up and offered her a hand without any rush: "You, hello, I'm Cen, Cen, Cen Xi."

Xia Yitong was surprised, why didn't Sister Su Han tell her that Cen Xi was stuttering? Really stuttering or fake stuttering, how can you make a film if you really stutter? Why is the fake stuttering?

The first time she saw such a person in the circle, her response was a little slow for a while. When she was about to introduce herself, Cen Xi spoke again, "With, you, shoot and shoot a magazine."

No matter how much doubt it is about Xia Yitong, she responded indifferently: "Hello, I am Xia Yitong, happy cooperation."

Cen Xi said: "Cooperation, happy. Yes, I'm sorry."

Are you apologizing for her popularity? Xia Yitong didn’t show her composure, and used one sentence to understate: “It’s okay, everyone is in the same company.” Even though she knows that this matter may have nothing to do with Cen Xi, she still has a grudge and doesn’t want to make friends with her. She is not the prime minister. Can't hold a boat inside.

Cen Xi's eyes darkened.

The stylist scratched his head, wondering how someone who was okay just stuttered suddenly, and stuttered like a real stutter. Hey, this is really strange.

Xia Yitong pointed to a chair in front of the makeup mirror and asked Modeling, "Am I sitting here for a while?"

"Yes."

"Thank you." Xia Yitong sat down.

Cen Xi sat next to her with his head down. The two stylists did it. The stylist went out to call his junior brother. Only Xia Yitong and Cen Xi were left in the room.

Cen Xi turned his head: "Xia, teacher."

"Hello." Xia Yitong looked back politely.

She took out a marker from her sweater pocket and handed it to Xia Yitong, with sincere words: "I am, it's yours, fan, please, please help me, sign a name, okay?"

Xia Yitong looked into her eyes and said in one breath. When she finished her sentence, she stopped for a while, almost suffocating herself to death.

"Thank you, where to sign?" Xia Yitong hurriedly took a breath to supplement oxygen before asking.

Cen Xi walked over, picked up her sweater, turned her back to her and exposed the white T-shirt inside, "Sign, sign, sign..."

Xia Yitong died anxiously and replied: "Sign the back of the clothes?"

Cen Xi nodded.

Xia Yitong signed her with dragons and phoenixes, and helped her put down the clothes: "Okay."

The two stylists brought in and saw Xia Yitong sitting on a chair. Cen Xi was sitting in the arms of each other with her back to her. The two looked at each other, holding their mouths in a restrained manner, and snickered, and retired tacitly. go out.