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In his mind, Han Tianning's bright eyes kept flashing. Those eyes were so clear that one could see her shattered heart in one glance.

The filming crew all knew that something unpleasant had happened between Song Haojun and Han Tianning. They were in the entertainment industry and paid most attention to the activities of the celebrities and gossip.

The newspaper had secretly taken pictures of Han Tianning and the fuerdai 's young master going to the hospital in the middle of the night before going to the Mortal Origin Tower together. The next day, they both showed up and went to the amusement park to play.

There was also the headline of Comrade Song Hao Jun Liulian's bar.

In short, the headlines that many celebrities were desperately trying to win were all taken up by Song Haojun and a non-star Han Tianning.

What was even weirder was that the new heir of the Yan Group was involved. This kind of exposure actually caused some of the stocks under Lady Yan's control to rise sharply the next day …

Song Haojun ate a box lunch like the other actors on the set, unable to swallow.

No one brought him a delicious nutritious lunch, and no one gave him a joke when he was resting to relieve his boredom.

The assistants that were assigned to Feng Huang could only look at him with infatuation, their gazes flying up to the sky. How annoying!

Thinking about it, Han Tianning was the best.

Although he was not always a man to be reckoned with, he was always able to arrange his affairs as soon as possible, in an orderly and efficient manner.

"Emperor Argent, someone is here to spy on us." The assistant director walked over, patting Song Haojun who hadn't touched the box lunch. With a strange smile, he said, "Beautiful girls have brought you food …"

Hearing these words, Song Haojun stood up, his eyes flashing with pride and joy, as he strode out.

Fans were not allowed to visit, so Han Tianning was the only one who could bring him food.

Han Tianning couldn't help but return first?

Alright, this time, he would greatly forgive her and Yan Zixian for running away.

As long as she came back, he wouldn't mention anything and would just pretend that nothing had happened.

From the studio to the outside, in the short span of three minutes, Song Haojun thought of countless scenes and what he should say.

"When did you get home? "Why didn't you call me?"

"I didn't sleep on the set for two whole days. You don't know how to make up my body …"

"Han Tianning, cook for me every day from now on and don't run around!" "Damn, do you know your identity or not!"

"Is the wound on your hand better …"

Countless thoughts of meeting him flashed through his mind, as Song Haojun's footsteps became slower and slower. Finally, he stood at the entrance of the studio, hesitating.

It was a pain in the ass to have not yet chosen which way to start the show.

"Lord Hao, I've brought him here." The prop master happened to be setting up the exterior view, and with a turn of her body, the skinny woman behind her revealed her face.

The complex expression in Song Haojun's eyes instantly froze …

How to... Was it her?

"Teacher …" Opening his mouth, his belly was evaporated in an instant. This was the first time for Song Haojun to be so disappointed and upset.

It was actually Shulan.

"Surprised?" Shulan pursed her lips and smiled. "It took a lot of effort for me to learn that you guys had changed to a different location, so I came here with the mindset of just giving it a try."

"No …" Teacher, come in. " It was true that he was' shocked 'to the point of being unable to speak. Song Haojun immediately turned his face, concealing the disappointment in his heart. He didn't want others to see that he was waiting for another woman.

In the quiet dressing room, Shu Lan looked at Song Haojun, "Is it delicious? I only know that you like this dish, but it may not be very good. "

"It's delicious." Song Haojun nodded and revealed a smile, "However, don't waste your time next time. In fact, you are not allowed to visit the set …"

"I know." Shu Lan lowered her head and said in a low voice, "But I don't have your phone number. I don't know about your current situation. I'm very worried as I read gossip in the newspapers every day."

"Teacher, if there's anything you need, you can go look for Rui." Only Han Tianning knew Song Haojun's current cell phone number.

And his father in New York.

"Find him …" Shulan looked at Song Haojun through the mirror with some restraint, "I'm very worried about you and Ning Ning. Those newspaper reports made me unable to sleep, so I couldn't eat too much. That's why I found your movie set …"

"Ignore what the media has reported." Song Haojun smiled and said.

"Did Ning Ning really not return home for two days?" Shulan asked, unwilling to give up.

"I don't know. I haven't been back for two days either. I'm busy making up for the incident." Song Haojun was having difficulty eating, but still replied patiently.

"So, what the newspapers said is true?" Shulan sighed.

"What's true?" These two days, Song Haojun didn't even have time to sleep, where would he pay attention to the gossip?

"Ning Ning and that Young Master Yan are together, a pair." Shulan said in a low voice.

"..." How could the things in the newspapers be true! " Although Song Haojun's acting was good, the expression on his face was still out of kilter.

"Hurry up and call Ning Ning. Have her come back." "If she had only said those words to me that night, it would have been because of my quarrel with you. When she returns, I will apologize properly …"

"Teacher, we need to prepare for the next shot. No outsiders are allowed to be present during that time. I'll get the crew to drive you back." Song Haojun couldn't eat anymore, he interrupted Shu Lan, looked at the time, and stood up as he spoke.

"How long are we going to shoot at night? I'll bring dinner and supper … "

"No need, teacher. There are still seven scenes remaining. After that, we have to change locations and take pictures." Song Haojun said with a smile, "The filming time has been a bit tight lately, so after I kill Qing, I will go and see teacher."

Seeing him say that, Shu Lan stood up and picked up the food that he had just eaten. She said somewhat gloomily, "Hao Jun, I know that because of Ning Ning Ning's matter … "I'll help you find her back …"

"Don't worry about her. Teacher will take care of himself." Song Haojun walked to the door and said, "I've been very busy recently. If anything happens to teacher, give Rui a call."

"Alright." Shulan saw the director outside waving at Song Haojun, so she could only walk out in disappointment.

Song Haojun made a gesture of "OK" to the director, sending Shulan out of the set.

Han Tianning had already done a lot of things in the past two days.

Having gathered a group of SOHO who were wandering between the media and the internet, he made a preliminary plan to rent a large office and residential building. Han Tianning was ready to start his own business quietly.

If a woman did not believe in love, she had to have a career to support her. Otherwise, how would she spend so much time?

Ever since the end of his last concert, Han Tianning had been thinking of opening his own studio, so that he could guarantee that Song Haojun would be able to play his own music.

These few days, it was all thanks to the time period when he spoke that he was able to rent this house so smoothly.

An Mo studio.

This was a room with half of the studio and half of the house. Apart from the bedroom, the kitchen and bathroom, the rest of the room had been made into a large studio.

Han Tianning planned to invest in the studio. These past few days, she had been busy and frantic. She saw many friends every day, but only five people had been confirmed in the studio.

The average age of these five people wasn't even thirty, but they were already considered elites in various fields.

35-year-old Huang Qiong, intelligent and elegant, is the senior entertainment behind the scenes. She is very familiar with celebrities and media, and now writes for fixed websites and the media at home.

He was thirty-two years old, a tactful intellectual, majoring in public relations and marketing, planners and proponents, and there had once been an entertainment company willing to pay a million dollars just for him;

Sun Lihong, 29, seemed to be at odds with the entertainment industry. She was Han Tianning University's classmate's cousin. She was quick on the uptake and had a good mouth. She was a good negotiator and legal advisor.

The twenty-eight-year-old Zhao Xiaolan, proficient in computer skills and in-house game-development programming, was once one of the top technicians on the official website and had a good relationship with Han Tianning.

The 25-year-old Wei Ning, Han Tianning's cousin, was not entirely from the entertainment industry. He was mainly involved in investment finance. Although he was very young, he was a risk critic and an expert in stock exchange.

There are also part-time accountants, who are provided during the period of their words.

The office equipment had just been custom-made and would take a few days to deliver.

Han Tianning and his group of older friends sat in front of everyone. Each of them had a pen and paper in front of them as they wrote down their thoughts.

To have a group of people who liked to work freely as partners was obviously a risky idea.

This group of people were older than her, so Han Tianning was prepared for any possible conflict in the future.

This group of people were all talented individuals that Han Tianning had carefully considered and painstakingly invited. There were astute and active diplomatic experts, intelligent and capable planners, and knowledgeable planners. They were all elites, both internally and externally.

With these five people slowly expanding, Han Tianning was in no hurry to succeed.

Han Tianning was worried that he wouldn't be able to keep his talent.

Her salary wasn't high, but she sincerely and sincerely proposed the bonus system.

"I just want you to do something interesting and meaningful together. I don't want you to think of it as a boring job." Sunlight spilled into the room as Han Tianning's voice was gentle. His expression was serious as he said, "I will absolutely not interfere with life after work."

"Well, as I said, I'd be happier if I could work at home." Zhao Xiaolan bit the pen and said with a smile, "I just got married. I can't rest easy leaving my husband at home …"

"Sister Lan, isn't your husband also a technology developer? How about letting him join us? " Han Tianning asked.

"He might not be able to move it. He's even lazier than me. He just lies on the bed all day doing web surfing. He's just a otaku and hates working from 9 to 5." Zhao Xiaolan shook her head and said.

"Wait a moment, all of you chat first …" Han Tianning's cell phone rang. She hurriedly got up and went to the side to answer it.

Her cell phone number had changed to her previous work number. Her private number had been turned off, so the caller ID was unfamiliar.

"Ning?" I heard you want to get a media studio? " It was a familiar voice. It belonged to her colleague from the planning department, Xu Qian.