The multiple lives of the actor

Chapter 45 Return

a banquet.

Successfully get agent × 1, costume designer, photographer × 1, makeup artist × 1.

Yan Sheng is also very relaxed and cheerful. He has almost all the staffing required for an actor.

Therefore, this is the greatest significance of this banquet.

Hey, boy, no, it's an old man, have you forgotten your starring award?

Well, that kind of thing doesn't matter. ㄟ(▔,▔)ㄏ At nine o'clock in the evening, the banquet was over, Yan Sheng said goodbye to his friends, and as soon as he drove to the road, he saw Wuyan's figure.

Wuyan seemed to be waiting for a taxi, but since it's so late, it shouldn't be easy to take a taxi.Moreover, a girl in the middle of the night always makes people feel a little uneasy.

"Wuyan."

Wuyan was looking down at the time when she suddenly heard someone calling her name, she subconsciously turned to look: Not far away, a young man in white was standing by the car looking at her.

The warm yellow light shrouded him. I don't know if it was because of the light or his own temperament. It only made people feel peaceful and peaceful, and wanted to rely on him wholeheartedly.

"I'll walk you home."

Wuyan's first reaction was to refuse. She has been like this since she was a child, and she never wants to trouble others.

——Besides, it's so late and it's so cold, you'd better go home quickly, I'll be fine by myself.

When the words came to his lips, Wuyan swallowed them back calmly, he didn't want to reject this person, he didn't want to reject everything he proposed.

The two returned home with the rare stars in winter.

However, I haven't gone out for several days, but the changes on the street have a very different taste.

Probably because the New Year is approaching, even though the night is deep, the pedestrian street not far away is still brightly lit and people come and go.

Those who sell lantern wall paintings, those who sell clothes, shoes and hats... The bright red Chinese knots are intertwined with the sweetness of food.

There was also a group of children holding fireworks sticks in their hands, laughing and making a fuss.

Yan Sheng slowly stopped beside the pedestrian street. He looked sideways at Wuyan, the co-pilot: "Is it here?" Wuyan was looking out of the window with her head tilted. feel warm.

Yan Sheng followed her gaze: it was an old gentleman who painted sugar figurines, and there were many lifelike sugar paintings on the wooden frame.

Yan Sheng didn't speak, he looked away, and thoughtfully gave Wuyan the peace she needed now.

But Wuyan said: "Actually, I don't really like eating candy."

Yan Sheng cooperated and asked her: "Why?"

"Probably because they are not satisfied." Wuyan thought for a while: "Other children have their parents buy them for them, but I don't. Even thinking about that feeling now, I still feel unhappy."

Yan Sheng objected: "Is it unpleasant? But you are laughing."

Are you laughing?

Wuyan touched the corner of his own lips, it was indeed upturned.

Perhaps the night is too good, and the person in front of him is too warm and reliable.Wuyan suddenly had the idea to confide: "I haven't seen my parents since I can remember. I heard from the adults that they left me at my grandparents' house and disappeared. I haven't come back since then, and I haven't had a fight. Phone. No one knows where they went, I don't know who my parents are, and I certainly don't want to know."

——Having been independent of each other for so many years, both of them should be more adapted to this kind of life.

Yan Sheng closed his eyes, his black phoenix eyes were light and misty like cold smoke.

How similar he is to Wuyan.

"Grandpa and grandma are very good to me. They try their best to meet my wishes and give me more care, just like making up for it."

"At that time, there were often sellers of painted candy on the street, and other children had their parents to buy them, but I didn't." The voice was quiet, but a little smile appeared in Wuyan's eyes: "But, it's okay to think about it, because I Nothing was ever missing."

Wuyan smiled with a bit of disgust: "To be honest, my grandfather's sugar figures are really ugly, they don't look like a person at all."

But since her grandparents passed away, she didn't even have that ugly, unlike-personal sugar figure.

Wuyan blinked, and murmured unconsciously: "Think about it, it's been a long time since I've eaten a sugar man."

Yan Sheng frowned, gentle and elegant, like Lanzhi: "If you don't mind, I'll draw a sugar figure for you."

"Hey?" Wuyan's first reaction was that she couldn't believe it, she couldn't help but look up and down Yan Sheng a few more times, especially those white and slender hands that were so beautiful that people were amazed.

"Yan Sheng, you actually know how to draw sugar figures?"

"Hey, little girl, what's your tone, I'm a master at drawing sugar figurines." There was a childish pride in the brows.

Suddenly, the color of peony appeared, so bright that people dare not look directly at it.

This kind of expression is really... rare and cute... Wuyan thought blankly, as expected, this is a world that depends on faces, good-looking people can be good-looking no matter what.

Seeing Wuyan nodding his head, Yan Sheng, who is a real mover, was about to open the door and get out of the car, Wuyan grabbed his sleeve: "Mask mask."

As a big star, you have to be a little self-conscious, not to mention that even if you are not a star, such an appearance is too eye-catching.

Thinking of the scene of being surrounded by people today, Yan Sheng couldn't help but tense up. He bowed his head and thanked the girl very seriously: "You are right in reminding me to raise my salary."

Wuyan's eyes lit up: "How much?"

Yan Sheng smiled: "Fifty, not one point more."

"...Don't even give me 100 yuan, Yan Yan is stingy."

The joy of drawing sugar paintings here.

Over there, friends from the military school were sitting in the car sent by the family, opening the window and waving goodbye to each other: "See you next year!"

"Haha, stop talking, I'm going home first."

"gone."

"Hey, what about Zeyu?"

"He took a taxi as soon as he got off the plane. Well, the driver of Ze's family didn't see anyone else."

"This is so hot, where did you go without even saying hello?"

"Do you still need to ask? I must have gone to find Yan."

"Tsk tsk, I forgot everything when I saw the color. I really don't want to talk about it. It's getting late."

……

Dai Ziyang Dai Zixing was spoiled and raised by his family, before entering the door, a bunch of people rushed over, one bite at a time: "Darlings, you are back."

"Grandma misses you."

"Baby son, come, come, sit down and rest."

Cheng Wuyang's side was more ordinary.

"have you eaten?"

"not yet."

"Oh, let's eat in the house. Your mother cooked your favorite dish."

Shisanyue, Hua Fu, and Zhuang Bufan, they are not valued very much, and they are marginal figures far away from power.But it is precisely because of this that the elder brother in the family is no longer jealous and guarded, and he is happy.

The saddest thing is Ji Cunhua.

The driver looked at her from the rearview mirror, his eyes were vaguely cold and disgusted.

——I heard it was just a beggar who was adopted by luck, right?Really, without thinking about how to repay, I actually want to be like that woman, I am really overconfident and ungrateful.

I really don't understand what she is doing when she comes back. What is she doing when others go home for the New Year?The mother is not the biological mother, nor is the father the biological father, no matter how you look at it, it is just an adopted son.

Ji Cunhua is naturally clear about the meaning of his eyes, but she has seen this kind of eyes too much, and she doesn't bother to care about them.

As long as others don't say it, she can turn a blind eye.

Ji Cunhua rested her chin on one hand, quietly staring at the ever-changing scenery outside the window.

She didn't see or hear fireworks, food, and laughter, but she was thinking seriously.

How is father?

And him.

Do you eat three meals a day on time?Didn't stay up too many nights?You won't faint at every turn, right?

But what could she do if he didn't eat well, sleep regularly, and take care of his body?She can't even convey the most basic concern.

Ji Cunhua raised the corners of her lips.

All the way silent.

Ji Cunhua, who fell into memory, was awakened by the driver's indifferent voice: "Miss, we're here."

Arrived.

Ji Cunhua, who has always been straightforward and fearless, was a little nervous.

Isn't she ugly now?

Ji Cunhua hurriedly took a look at her current appearance through the car window, and it was okay, except that her hair was a bit messy, but overall she was quite handsome.

Ji Cunhua reached out to straighten her messy hair, her expression was very calm, and she didn't seem nervous at all to get out of the car.

Because the new year is approaching, even Ji's house, which has always been deserted, is lively with lights and festoons.

Ji Cunhua was noticed as soon as she got out of the car. The short-haired woman in a black coat is heroic, with only indifference and aloofness in her beautiful eyes.

Ji Cunhua, who doesn't talk or laugh, is cold and cold with a sword, and just looking up can make people shudder.

"Hello, second lady."

There was a brief silence, followed by respectful voices from the crowd.

The voice is really respectful, but the eyes are full of contempt, disdain, and twinkling feelings of jealousy.

Ji Cunhua's life experience is not a secret, it can even be said that it is well known in this circle.

Ji Mingjue's wife was in poor health, and passed away after giving birth to Ji Lanfeng.Over the years, Ji Mingjue has raised many people outside. In order to prevent his wives from fighting for power, no woman can conceive his child.

Among them was a woman who seemed so bored that she randomly picked up a child from the street and went back.That child is Ji Cunhua, who is obviously just a dispensable pet but somehow won Ji Mingjue's favor.

Given the surname Ji, she became Ji Mingjue's daughter and Ji Lanfeng's younger sister.

Even the woman who was originally dispensable seemed to have gained some status and a basis to fight for power.

Really lucky.

All kinds of eyes gathered, but Ji Cunhua didn't change his face.She has a small heart and can only tolerate those people and things, and the thoughts of other people have nothing to do with her.

Ji Cunhua straightened his back and walked towards the house step by step. At this moment, there was a voice in the house.

"Store flowers."

The voice was very faint, like a misty and illusory cloud of smoke, which was about to disperse in the next moment.

Ji Cunhua paused, the hand hanging by his side trembled, and the door was pulled open.

Slowly, a figure in a wheelchair appeared, with long hair like black ink and elegant white clothes.

It was Zhang Qingyi's indescribably delicate face. His eyes were so pale that he could see moonlight and snowflakes in them.

A young man who has faded to the extreme.

Ji Cunhua smiled: "Brother, I'm back."

Ji Lanfeng smiled slightly, and his eyes were no longer lonely.

There is nothing else in the eyes of the two of them, such as the past 20 years, such as Ji Cunhua before his departure.

——I want to be your armor, but if I stay, I will only become your weakness.Therefore, I will become a teacher at a military school and spread out your contacts in this way.

So, go ahead and follow Dad's advice.Let everyone think that I have no intention of Ji's family, and we continue to act as brothers and sisters who are harmonious on the surface and estranged on the inside, so that many uncles and foreign enemies will be avoided.If...she intends to harm you, don't show mercy because of me. Although I call her mother, we don't have much affection. You are the most important person to me.

--it is good.

The author has something to say: don't worry, the story of the two seasons will not appear in the main text.