The multiple lives of the actor

Chapter 43

Lin Luo smiled like a flower.

Lu Xia Shenqi laughed and applauded.

Fangfang Zhao Wen also showed a smile.

In the middle of the applause, Yan Sheng got rid of his initial surprise.Then he slightly bowed his head and smiled, extremely gentle.

Not only was there no trace of excitement and pride, but even that little smile was just the right amount of elegance and humility.

In front, Wu Sen who turned his head to look at him couldn't help but praised: "You are not too old, but you are not arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat. It is commendable, commendable."

Yan Sheng, who is really a hundred years old: ...

It didn't take long for the award to be issued. In the new world, the award is not too important. What is important is more interpersonal communication and the opportunities obtained from it.

Yan Sheng didn't know many people, so he originally wanted to chat with Lin Luo and the other three.As a result, I looked up: the handsome young man and the beautiful woman were surrounded by several strange men and women, and they seemed to be chatting happily.

——Well, forget it.Let the juniors talk.

Thinking of this, Yan Sheng waved to a group of people in the distance, indicating that he would not bother.

Lu Xia who looked at his back: Don't go.

Lin Luo: Yan, why are you going?

The strange men and women looked at the young man's tall and straight back like a pine and bamboo, and they were stunned at the same time: how did you go?Don't go, we just want to make friends with you through Lin Luo and the others.

There was a silence.

A girl snorted, covered her lips with a fan and smiled: "It seems that he didn't come here because he was afraid of disturbing our 'happy talk'."

"should be."

"So we shouldn't be playing around just now, just go over and say hello to him."

"This statement makes sense, then..." The girl leisurely fanned the exquisite folding fan: "Goodbye Luo Luo, Shen Qi Lu Xia goodbye."

As soon as the words fell, the young men and women who had been surrounding immediately dispersed gracefully and quickly.

Lu Xia: ... If you don't bring people like you, you will demolish the bridge before it crosses.

Shen Qi raised the corners of his lips and was amused.

Lin Luo spread his hands: "Okay, okay, let's go find Yan."

Yan Sheng was standing alone in the corner drinking tea at the moment, he lowered his eyes, as if the gorgeous and noble venue and everyone's swaying appearance couldn't attract his attention.

You can think of a person who has passed away as much as he has passed away.

Some people couldn't help but secretly looked at him, and after only one glance, they hurriedly looked away.

——Looking at it more than once is like blasphemy.

Yan Sheng didn't notice other people's eyes, because...he completely emptied his mind.

Just when Yan Sheng felt that the world was silent and empty, he saw a person who should not be here.

The small figure shuttled between the cups and cups, the long black hair was coiled into a flower bud, and the delicate and lovely face was as indifferent and cold as when we first met.

Who could it be if it wasn't Wuyan?

Yan Sheng couldn't help smiling, it really was a fate.

Wuyan kept his eyes fixed on adding a cup of tea and wine to the table, and took the time to check the time: exactly nine o'clock in the evening.

So it will be off work in another hour.

After get off work, you must have a good meal, then take a bath and sleep well.

Thinking of this, Wuyan's icy expression softened a bit.

"Wuyan."

A gentle and jade-like voice came from behind her, very...familiar.

Wuyan froze for a moment, she turned around slowly, and saw the young man standing there smiling at her.

The world suddenly fell silent until it became silent.

- I see you, this is the meaning of life.

Wuyan straightened her hair somewhat at a loss, and she pursed her lips: "Yan, Yan Sheng."

A cool, somewhat soft childish voice.

In exchange for a deeper and warmer smile from the young man in white.

Because it was a live broadcast, Yan Sheng was the focus of people's attention. This smile and the helplessness of the little girl opposite were clearly seen by all the audience.

"The male god came out of that corner?"

"233 You should say that the male god is starting to hide in that corner."

"Who is this little girl? She looks quite cute."

"I don't know, what are the two talking about?"

"Can you see or not, shrug your shoulders."

……

Yan Sheng Wuyan is a person with an open mind and a clear breeze.It was only by fate that the two met again. They were just saying hello, and they were not talking about something that could not be said. Naturally, they didn't want to avoid the camera while chatting.

Yan Sheng smiled and asked her, "Why are you here?"

Wuyan replied seriously: "I'm here as a waiter."

"Barbecue shop waiter, courier." Yan Sheng finally asked the question he had when he saw Wuyan on the road last time: "What else have you done?"

"Plumbers, copyists, programmers, clothes sellers, shoemakers..."

Wuyan straightened her hair and explained: "It's not because of the 3-minute heat, but because I want to try more different things."

Yan Sheng sincerely praised: "It's amazing."

Wuyan pursed her lips, and there was a little smug gleam in her eyes: "That, that is, I used to be a manager and assistant."

broker?

assistant?

Yan Sheng's eyes lit up, he gave a low cough, and leaned over to look her at the same level: "So, will you become a manager or an assistant in the future?"

Wuyan blinked, and said directly: "If it's you, I'd be happy, but if it's not, I won't do it."

"I used to be Qiu Yiyi's assistant. I had to wash, cook, clean, help him block fans, and get scolded every day."

Wuyan seldom talks to people, and most of the time she is like an autistic patient living in her own world, but today she unexpectedly talked a lot: "I will stop doing it later, I heard that Qiu Yiyi invited his childhood neighbor Brother as his assistant."

Qiuyi?

I am also an acquaintance.

But since Qiu Yiyi had no friendship with him, Yan Sheng naturally ignored him.

Yan Sheng touched the top of the little girl's head comfortingly, and asked her directly: "Would you like to be my manager?"

As gentle as Chunshui is, so gentle is he.

The little girl nodded seriously and sacredly: "I am willing."

Yan Sheng, who has been complained about for not having an agent, finally found the best agent today.

Meeting by chance is the best.

Yan Sheng squatted down, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, and wrote Wuyan's phone number and address.

The look of drooping eyes is indifferent to the world.

Wuyan stared at him quietly.

Fans and netizens are also staring at him quietly:

"Although I don't know what he is writing, my heart beats so fast."

"The years are quiet and good."

"It really has its own world outside the world."

"I don't know what's going on, but every time I see Yan Sheng's quiet appearance, I think of Peach Blossom Spring and Jiangnan in the misty rain of 'Painting boats and listening to the rain, the spring water is as clear as the sky'."

Yan Sheng wrote the address and handed it to the little girl, he said: "Then your phone..."

Halfway through the conversation, a loud "crash" sound was heard next to him.

Yan Sheng subconsciously looked for his reputation.

It was the girl who won the best actor award before, Mo Feiyi.

She fell to the ground, drinks and snacks were spilled on her body, and the exquisite white dress and long black hair were also stained with creams of various colors.

That embarrassed appearance was incompatible with the people in the room full of clothes and shadows.

Everyone was looking at her, but no one moved.

— Tsk tsk, will it be dirty?

——My clothes are big brands, what should I do if they get dirty?

——But, if you don’t help, you will be called cold-blooded by netizens, right?

——So it's best to put on a dumb face now, so that you won't get your clothes dirty, and you won't be scolded by netizens.

Mo Feiyi was embarrassed and in pain, she gritted her teeth, first brushed the cups and snacks off her body with her scraped and bleeding arm, and then supported herself to sit up with both hands.

She felt it just now, someone touched her, but she didn't know who did it, and she didn't want to know.

You have to stand up quickly, you have to change your clothes quickly, and you can go home after the banquet is over.

However, she tried and tried and failed to get up.

On the Internet, Mo Feiyi's fans were about to cry:

"What do you do now?"

"Is it bleeding?"

"Is it badly hurt?"

Mo Feiyi lowered her head, her long hair concealed the embarrassment on her face and the water in her eyes.

"Are you okay?"

When someone asked her so tenderly and with concern, Mo Feiyi saw a pair of hands that were so beautiful that they looked like works of art, and she looked up in a daze.

The young man in front of him has an elegant appearance, just like a fairy.

"fine."

Yan Sheng is a doctor, and he habitually brings some medicine that he has prepared.Holding the medicine bottle, he gently applied the medicine to Mo Feiyi.

Mo Feiyi stared blankly.

For the injured, Yan Sheng has always had no distractions.

After Yan Sheng delivered the good medicine, he took the paper towel he got from Wuyan and wiped Mo Feiyi's hair and the snacks on his clothes.

"All right."

Mo Feiyi heard the young man's voice.

She saw the brilliance in Mo Yu's eyes when the young man smiled.

The stars all over the sky are incomparable, and we must be intoxicated by it.

Words read a gentleman, warm him like jade.In its wooden house, it messes with my heart.

Even though he was in an embarrassing situation at the moment, Mo Feiyi's heartbeat was still uncontrollable.

Everyone is looking forward to the salvation of the gods, but when the gods come, who will dare to believe it?

The place was silent.

The Internet is also silent.

"Yo, Yan, long time no see."

Suddenly, in the silence, someone smiled and raised his voice.

"Tsk tsk, good people and good deeds." The other party laughed again.

A tall woman was standing not far away. She was wearing a red cheongsam and a windbreaker.

Enchanting eyebrows, gorgeous red lips.

Like a scorching red peony, it is breathtaking.

Yan Sheng smiled: "Wang Shu."

"You're back."

It's very plain, not like the excitement and joy of seeing a friend goodbye, but more like a family... gentle and tolerant.

Wang Shu smiled lightly; "I'm back."

The author has something to say: 233, let’s take a look at the romantic plot. In other words, I’ve been so angry with the fox demon matchmaker for the past two days.