Chapter 161

"Hello, director Cen!"

"Xu Jiaojiao?" CEN Jin looks at the girl in front of her eyes, and the first impression is that she is tall, young and clean.

Sheng Xiaoyang nodded and said, "is director Cen hungry now? I know a private restaurant with good taste is a little far away. "

"Not bad. I ate something on the plane."

"Did director Cen send for someone to pick it up?"

"No, my car is in the parking lot. I'll follow you wherever you want."

"Director CEN is very tired by plane. Let's take my car. I'll ask the driver to take you back. Your car can also ask the assistant to drive back."

Seeing her so thoughtful, cen Jin nodded slightly and didn't bother about the car.

After getting on the bus, Sheng Jiaoyang asked the driver to drive to the private restaurant of Jiao's house.

"Director Cen, I'm really sorry that I missed the meeting with you last time because of some accidents." Sheng Jiaoyang apologizes again.

"Gu Zhou has told me that since it's an accident, I'm not that unreasonable person. Last time, I turned the page." CEN Jin waved his hand.

"Of course, I know what director CEN is, but I didn't make it. If I made a mistake, I made a mistake. So today's lunch is my apology. Director Cen must not be polite."

"Are you really a minor?" CEN Jin asked suddenly.

"I don't think I'm underage at all," said Sheng Xiaoyang, with a little quip

"You know more about this than many adults. To be honest, I refused to accept your age at the beginning. Although this role is young, I don't believe that a minor can control it. But after meeting you changed my mind. Now I understand why Guzhou strongly recommended you to me." CEN Jin said.

"I hope we can live up to Gu's expectations." Sheng replied with a smile.

When he arrived at the Jiao's restaurant, Sheng Jiaoyang asked Cen Jin about his preferences and taboos, and ordered a good dish from director Jiao.

When Cen Jin moved his chopsticks, he didn't talk to Sheng Jiaoyang, because he didn't talk at all. He stared at a table full of color, fragrance and flavor. The chopsticks and spoons turned over. The busiest thing was his mouth. He went to chew things and didn't have time to talk.

At last, cen Jin held his stomach, leaned back in his chair, looked at a table of empty dishes that had been swept away, and said leisurely, "it's really nice here!"

"Director Cen can come often when he likes it."

CEN Jin looked at this young but very good girl and said, "I'll send you the script later, so you can study the role and start shooting next spring."

Sheng Xiaoyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "can't director Cen test my acting skills?"

"I believe that Gu Zhou, as an investor, can't do anything to burn money."

Things are easier to solve than Sheng Jiaoyang thought. Of course, she is very happy to solve them so quickly. She also packed some cakes that director Jiao limited to make every day for cenjin to take back.

"In that line, first, you need to find out the script, and then you can call me your agent. If there's anything I'll ask an assistant to contact her."

"Good."

They walk outward. Sheng Jiaoyang is about to give Cen Jin a ride, but she sees someone at the door who gives her a headache.

"You finished?" Shen Zhining's eyes swept Cen Jin and fell on her.

"Just finished."

Shen Zhining nodded, but said, "then eat with me."

"I will send Cen back."

"Let your driver see him off."

Being ignored for a while, cen Jin said: "Xiao Xu, just let your driver drive me."

Originally, Sheng Jiaoyang had no choice but to take advantage of the opportunity to send Cen Jin away. She had to say to Cen Jin, "then I will not send Cen director. I will ask the driver to send you to the door."

After sending Cen Jin away, Sheng Jiaoyang followed Shen Zhining back to the Jiaojia restaurant. Shen Zhining ordered the attic instead of a private room with heating.

"How do you choose to eat on it?" When I went to the attic, I felt the cool wind seeping in all around me, and the hot sun shrank my neck.

"I want to hear you play."

Sheng Jiaoyang looked at him with a very incomprehensible eye and refused, "I'm not a performer, I don't want to play so cold."

"Don't want to play..." Shen Zhining said softly, "well, let's do something else."

"Ah, new year's Day is coming. I'd better practice fingering first. What kind of music do you want to listen to?"

Sheng Jiaoyang, like someone chasing after him, walked quickly to the piano and sat down.

"You'll play the tune you're going to perform." Shen Zhining came over slowly and stood at her side to look at her.

Against Shen Zhining's eyes, she debugged the sound and began to play the performance track. She was very engaged in the whole process, but did not turn around to see him.

When she finished playing, Shen said only three words: "no intention."

"You Can play? " Sheng Jiaoyang looks at Shen Zhining in surprise."I still have this taste." Shen Zhining is not sure.

He looked at her and said plainly, "if you only use this level to fool people, it's better not to perform."

Sheng Jiaoyang, who was aroused by his words, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and adjusted his mind, and played the song again conscientiously. After that, she looked expectantly at Shen Zhining and wanted to see his surprised expression, but what she saw was the light look.

"I've done my best." Said Sheng with certainty.

"That just means you're not the material."

Sheng Jiaoyang couldn't bear it. He retorted, "you're too demanding. It's just a new year's party at school. I'm good enough!"

"If you want to be better, you have to keep improving and never be satisfied with the status quo," Shen said

Sheng Jiaoyang agrees with this, but her own qualification is limited there, and her efforts will not be much better than now. "You think I'm making a fool of myself playing this on the stage?"

"There's no need to make a fool of yourself, but you're not a professional pianist. Solo is not amazing."

Sheng Jiaoyang is slightly shocked. In fact, she is also a person who likes to pursue perfection. If she can keep improving, she will never be vague. When she hears that Shen Zhining points out the shortcomings here without any face, she is not angry.

She thought a little and had a new idea in her mind.

"Dong Dong Dong......" Footsteps on the stairs came.

Served.

"Come and have some more with me." Shen said.

"I've had enough." The sun shook its head.

Shen Zhining took a look at her, but he did not force her to eat alone.

Sheng Jiaoyang had been doing nothing to look around and around. At last, his eyes somehow fell on Shen Zhining and he didn't move away. His eating behavior was very polite, which he had done when he was young, as if he hadn't changed for so many years. Compared with Lin Yan's easygoing elegance, Shen Zhining is like facing a very rigorous scientific experiment when eating. She thinks that Shen Zhining should be the most serious time she has ever seen.

After eating slowly and wiping his lips clean, Shen Zhining turned around and caught her eyes. He seemed to be in a good mood and raised his mouth and asked, "have you studied me thoroughly?"

"I, I didn't study you." Sheng Jiaoyang looked away hurriedly.

Shen Zhining chuckled.

"You're done. Let's go. It's freezing here." Sheng Jiaoyang is like being trodden on the tail, standing up and going downstairs.

Shen Zhining took hold of her hand when she passed by, took her into her arms and looked down at her. "Is there any warmth in this way?"

Sheng's face was inexplicably red again.

She pushed Shen Zhining away with shame and went down to the attic.

Shen Zhining's mouth turned up and followed her downstairs unhurriedly.

When I got to the car, Sheng Jiaoyang deliberately sat far away. Of course, the space in the car was so large, and no matter how far away it was, it was no more than an arm.

A smile flashed in Shen Zhining's eyes and he only told the driver to drive.

"Where to?" Sheng Jiaoyang asked.

"Remember the kid I met in the car accident?"

"Yes, Xiao an. How is he now? Is his father getting better? "

"His father died a week ago."

Sheng Jiaoyang opened her eyes wide, thought of the child curled up by her father's hospital bed, her heart slightly pulled up, slowly breathed a breath, looked at Shen Zhining and asked, "what's xiao'an like now?"

"He was sent to the welfare home."

"Why? Didn't a cousin come to the hospital last time to take care of him? "

Shen Zhining's face was cold. "He's just a man who wants money."

Hearing this, Sheng Jiaoyang responded, frowning, "how dare you beat xiao'an's mother's idea of compensation? Does he take the money and don't want to worry about xiao'an? "

"Well." Shen confirmed her guess.

"How could it be!" A scorching sun gnaws its teeth.

Shen Zhining reached out and held her hand. "I've told him to spit out what he's swallowed."

Sheng Jiaoyang calmed down. "Are we going to see xiao'an now?"

"Yes."

Sheng Jiaoyang nodded. She now felt guilty about xiao'an's failure to send Buddha to the West. She looked at Shen Zhining and was surprised that he could pay attention to xiao'an's follow-up. In her cognition, Shen Zhining was not so fond of nosy people. If she didn't get out of the car last time, Shen would not take care of the accident.

"So what do I do?" Shen Zhining raises eyebrows.

Sheng Jiaoyang blinked his eyes and rarely said a compliment: "to brother Ning, you are so handsome!"Shen Zhining's eyes fainted, but he pretended to say coldly, "it's a little fake."

"How can I, but I rarely said the truth." Sheng said immediately.

"Oh? What was said before was against my will? " Shen Zhining squinted.

Sheng Jiaoyang opened her mouth and felt a sense of shame when she hit her face. Her eyes turned and she said, "what she said before was without thinking. What she said now is what she hit her heart. It's all true."

Shen Zhining nodded coldly, acknowledging her explanation.

The driver in front of us just felt bored to death in a pile of dog food.