The night is deep.

In the corridor of the hotel, Anan and Si Chuanbai come together to deliver supper to their artists.

"Mr. Si, if you say I'm going to deliver the supper to you, isn't that good?" Anan's hands are empty.

On the contrary, Si Chuanbai had a lot of things in his hand.

The man calmly said, "it's good to avoid suspicion. We'll send it to Shi Sui first, then let him send it to Yi Mei, or we'll send it to Yi Mei together."

"Wow! Mr. Si is considerate! Mr. wuwusi, you are very good at it, too... "

This Rainbow fart of little colorful hair is really

I'm not tired of listening.

The corner of Szechwan Bai's mouth was up unconsciously.

Sometimes he said hello to his doorcard in advance. When he got to the door, he knocked twice and swiped his card in.

On the single sofa beside the French window, Shi Sui's long legs overlapped and his posture turned over the script lazily.

In a few short pages, he had turned over the rough edges.

"Let's eat something first. Don't worry. We buy light food." Si Chuanbai put two big bags on the tea table.

Shi Sui raised his head, black hair for the plot requirements to stay long, loose hair covered his eyes, showing a bit of messy beauty, like a Japanese pictorial model.

"For her?"

"Not yet."

Anan raised his hand: "let's go and send it to darling?"

Shi Sui slowly closed the script. Although he was smiling, the smile was very cold: "what do you call her?"

When the man's aura was strong and overwhelming, Anan couldn't stand it at all. He counseled Baji and said, "Yi Mei..."

Shi Sui was a little bit more restrained, and his tone was mild: "well, I can only call her after being obedient."

Anan's eyes are shining, ah, when the film emperor is good, man is good, wife is good, Su is good!

Si Chuanbai pressed the center of his eyebrows, but his thought was

Shisui is becoming more and more primary school students. :)



Three people carrying a take out bag to find suitable.

The doorbell rang a few times, followed by the sound of footsteps.

Xiangyi opened the door, still holding the script in his hand, and seemed to be thinking about the part of tomorrow's play.

Anan was stunned, and then realized that, whether it's time Suiyuan or Xiangyi, their talent already belongs to the top among their peers, but it's better to work hard.

And Mr. Si, he has to deal with so many things every day and help him from time to time

Anan was ashamed, clenched his fist, and secretly vowed that he could no longer rely on Mr. Si. He would strive to become an independent agent!

Yeah! Ollie, give it to Nannan!

When Anan came back to himself, he found that several of them had chatted about the script for a while, and also brought the topic to him.

Xiangyi asked, "Anan, do you have anyone you like?"

Anan nodded: "some, some!"

"Well?" Szechwan Bo's eyes fell on him, staring at him for a moment.

Then he heard that Anan said excitedly: "it must be Dijia!"

Mr. Szechwan?

The name Inexplicably familiar.

Is it someone they know together?

After two seconds of hesitation, Xiangyi asked uncertainly, "what you mean is Degas Altman? "

"Yes, yes! Marshal Degas is dead! Tyrol, ACE and Leo are no better than Degas! In the words of rice circle, our brother Dijia is only beautiful! Don't cue other Altman brothers, don't rub the heat

Si Chuanbai

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether I was happy or sad

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