Intercontinental Hotel, presidential suite.

Wang Jiali put the script in front of Shen Lu: "director he asked you to think about it carefully and play the role of Empress Dowager. He said that he looked at the whole entertainment industry, and the excellent actor who could stand up to the status of the queen mother but could consider the degree was with you. "

Shen Lu looked over the script without saying a word.

"He knows you've been out for many years, but he wants to play the role in the face of his old friends." Wang Jiali said for a moment, "the relationship between Nanchu and you is very clear. He thinks that when you play this role together, your mother and daughter can burst out more strength and brilliance."

“……”

"I've seen this script. Every character has a lot of weight. It's probably the best one in recent years. This circle is too impetuous. People can't settle down to make movies now."

Wang Jiali is always talking to Shen Lu.

The greater purpose of persuading Shen Lu so hard is to ease the relationship between Shen Lu and Nanchu.

After all, Shen Lu is not as indifferent as she was when she was facing Nanchu.

Otherwise, Shen Lu would not have recommended Nanchu to he Zhengping in person. It is impossible for he Zhengping to pay attention to Nanchu with a "Daming Palace".

After all, there are too many actors to choose from.

However, he Zhengping was finally conquered by his performance in the audition on that day, which shocked all the people.

"Isn't he the one who hates to stir up the news? Aren't you afraid that Nanchu and I had a terrible fight together? " Shen Lu sneered, "or is he Zhengping now aware of the fierce traffic hype, began to take this no future road?"

Wang Jiali was silent and did not speak at all. She put the script in front of Shen Lu and turned on the TV.

In the TV, the news of Han Qiyao being interviewed is shown.

He was dressed in a black suit, calm and powerful, calm and free to stand in front of reporters, in the face of a variety of reporters tricky problems, but did not seem to panic.

"Thank you for your concern. Nanchu was not seriously injured, just frightened. I promise to give you a good Nanchu one week later, and it will not affect any subsequent drafts and contracts. "

Han Qiyao copied the bag with both hands and spoke calmly.

When facing Han Qiyao, the reporter was more interested in the relationship between Han Qiyao and Nanchu than his injury.

Soon, a reporter asked sharply: "doctor Han, what kind of identity are you standing here to say something about Nanchu?"

Han Qiyao glanced at the reporter with a smile: "what do you think?"

The reporter was embarrassed and did not speak, but Han Qiyao had already finished: "of course, he is the doctor in charge of Nanchu. If you are interested, add the identity of Nanchu's ex boyfriend. "

The reporter was in a state of uproar. He didn't expect Han Qiyao to cooperate like this.

"I also ask you to give me a hand in your private life. After all, Nanchu has a boyfriend now. I don't want to be misunderstood. "

Han Qiyao took the atmosphere very well, not to offend anyone, and easily took public opinion to his side.

The reporter can't help gossiping.

"Dr. Han, what is the reason why you and Nanchu broke up"

"Dr. Han, if possible, would you and Nanchu still choose to get back together?"

"Dr. Han, Dr. Han..."

The reporter called Han Qiyao, but Han Qiyao laughed with elegance. For these extremely private issues, Han Qiyao chose to keep silent and quickly left the crowd.

……

Wang Jiali's line of sight was also scandalous from the TV: "I'm going to see Nanchu, do you want to go?"

Shen Lu didn't say a word. If you look at it carefully, it's easy to find that Shen Lu's hand is tight, and the script has been pinched.

But said the words, Shen Lu is indifferent: "no go."

Wang Jiali didn't say anything. She turned around and took her bag and left the hotel. Shen Lu was alone in the hotel, quiet.

For a long time, the corner of her mouth raised a sarcastic smile.

Nanchu keeps chasing her, but she can only watch her constantly surpassing herself in situ. Everyone said that Nan Chu was like himself, especially the power to recognize death.

However, Shen Lu was very clear that Nanchu was quite different from himself.

Nanchu grew up in wrestling, which was different from his own smooth sailing. He knew how to steer by the wind and how to use all the resources.

And she Shen Lu, in such a storm, will play a good hand of his own, into a bad card.

She should envy Nanchu.

……

-

, Nanchu first love, Han Qiyao, Nanchu

Topics like this have made headlines, and some people naturally @ Yi Jiayan.

Yi Jiayan has been filming in foreign countries for a long time, which makes people suspect that Yi Jiayan has stopped playing micro film.After so much bombardment, Yi Jiayan's microblog has been updated.

Yi Jiayan: [what? Is it a bad song or a combination? 】

the following fans were happy for a moment. 】

Yi Jiayan also picked up a fan and said, "good. 】

the atmosphere changed in an instant. Yi Jiayan's words took the topic away, and the fan's reply turned out to be: "please turn over the card. 】

brush a row.

Until the beginning of the south, he suddenly appeared. 】

fans are happier.

Yi Jiayan went back to Nanchu: "it's you. I'll sleep with you tonight. 】

Nanchu: [hehe - (indifferent face)]

Yi Jiayan: [dear, I'll bring you next time. 】

Nanchu: [(compared with a middle finger)]

Yi Jiayan: [what about the image? 】

Nanchu: [I still have gauze on my head. What do I want to be like? 】

……

The two are almost unscrupulous, chatting with each other under the meagre, enjoying the fans and a group of media and gossip bloggers.

The tacit understanding and intimacy between Nanchu and Yi Jiayan can not be broken by outsiders.

Compared with Han Qiyao and Nanchu's past style love affair, impetuous people and a large number of fans now prefer to see the interaction between Yi Jiayan and Nanchu.

In the words of insiders -

Nanchu and Yi Jiayan generally don't interact with each other. However, when they interact with each other, they will sprinkle a pot of dog food every minute. If neither of them is satisfied, they will take their dog food.

Dry this bowl of dog food.

……

After a few words in Weibo, Yi Jiayan's wechat jumped out.

Yi Jiayan: [if you want me to choose, I'll take Han Qiyao's side. 】

the beginning of the South: [...] 】

then, there was no then.

Yi Jiayan no longer sends wechat. Nanchu looks at the above words and has no response for a long time.

Everyone thinks that Han Qiyao is a good man in Nanchu, but Nanchu knows that Lu Xiao is the light that lights her heart in the dark.

For a long time, Nanchu took the sight back from the mobile phone, and fell inexplicably on the table top, which had been cleaned up.

Suddenly she grabbed the thermos and took a picture.

Then Nanchu went on the "round fat puppet" and sent out photos. He wrote a thin, simple and clear word - hungry.

Fans on the trumpet were happy and went straight to all kinds of food pictures.

Nan Chu laughed angrily.

Round fat puppet: [are you retaliating against me? 】

fans are all alike: [yes. 】

suddenly, a message came from the micro blog that a new fan had joined. Nanchu ordered it conveniently. There was no head portrait and no fans. It looked like zombie powder.

She just shut it down.

As a result, the new fans have changed their faces and appeared in the comments: "what do you want to eat? 】

the head above is a picture of Nanchu, with bright facial features and mouth. The name is still a string of numbers and characters.

But inexplicably, the south early along with the heartbeat acceleration, subconsciously thought this person is Lu Xiao.

There's no reason. It's an intuitive response.

She thought about it for a while, and then she said, "Malatang. 】

after typing these three words and sending them out, Nanchu's heart beat faster and faster, holding the mobile phone hand, all with sweat.

But there was no news.

Nanchu couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or other emotions.

In the end, the phone was left out of the way.

……

30 minutes later, the door of the ward was opened again. Nan Chu raised his eyelids and saw Lu Xiao come in with a bag of food.

Nanchu was stunned and did not speak.

Lu Xiao glanced at Nanchu lightly: "your vocal cords have not recovered. You are not allowed to think about these messy food in three months. For example, spicy hot, eh? "

Nanchu's heart missed a beat and said

"I asked the chef to process it for you. The beef bone soup is used as the base to help recover. There are all kinds of dishes on it, except no pepper."

“……”

"No?" Lu Xiao looked at the beginning of the south, and asked.

Nanchu came back to God: "eat!"

Without saying a word, Nanchu immediately ran out of bed and walked towards the small table. Although he lacked the bright pepper, he was inexplicably able to make his appetite open.

However, neither of them mentioned the matter of micro interaction.

South of a small bite to eat, Lu Xiao on one side to watch, the south of the beginning was seen can not stand: "do you want to eat?"

Lu Xiao made a sound, but did not move.

Nanchu was quiet, deliberately picked the ginkgo that Lu Xiao didn't like and handed it to him, smiling: "it's delicious."

Lu Xiao took a look at the beginning of the south, and ate it without changing her face."In the early south of China:

Then -

no then.

The first time, Lu Xiao didn't stare at the beginning of the south, took out his laptop, and then he did business, and didn't care about the ward in the early southern China.

Until dinner, Lu Xiao got the medicine for Nanchu, and fed it to Nanchu, and said, "the hospital is public after all. There are many people coming and going. I am not relieved that the security is done well. I talked to the doctor and you'll be discharged and go back to the villa for a rest. "

The first thought of the south, before time to open, Lu Xiao suddenly approached the early Southern.

Nanchu was stunned: "Mr. Lu......"

"What's wrong? "I don't want to give up?" Lu Xiao's voice was a little gloomy and strange, "because Han Qiyao is here, so I can't go?"

“……” South Chumo, answer is not asked, "why go to villa, I can go back to the apartment."

Lu Xiao thin lips are tight, do not speak.

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