The entertainment industry is sober

Ni Bingyan was not the same day as Wu Xia Ameng, and now he still doesn't have a deep understanding of tea culture. After all, he knows that he shouldn't pour it with someone else's teapot after drinking it in one gulp.

She was imitating Producer Zhao holding a teacup and smelling the fragrance when someone came again.

The person who came was the director Mou Sanyang.

Mou Sanyang is a rather shriveled little old man, probably all the collagen on his face has been transformed into the talent in his brain.

He entered the pavilion and said "Morning!" Seeing that Yan Jing and Ni Bingyan both stood up to say hello, he went straight past them and sat down at the innermost part of the pavilion.

Next, he took a cup of tea and went straight into the contemplative mode, let alone chatting, not even exchanging pleasantries.

Talented people are always special, he has always been, and the whole world knows it.

But when he was young, people regarded him as a weirdo, refused to talk to him, and even spoke ill of him behind his back. When he became famous, everyone took this as his personality.

He was so rigorous that no one wanted to talk to him. While watching Zhao Fulin tossing his pile of tea sets back and forth, he was stroking the cat comfortably.

Ni Bingyan is not a person who is ignorant of current affairs, seeing that they are not in the mood to chat, so he just sipped his tea.

Not to mention, this tea is really fragrant!

The reason why it is so precious is that it is different from other teas.

Wangcai was lying at her feet, resting his head on the back of her feet, and was taking a leisurely nap when he suddenly raised his head.

Ni Bingyan then raised her head, and saw a tall, straight girl in black wearing a large black padded jacket and a big Lei Feng hat coming in from outside the pavilion at some time.

The reason why she is called a girl is because she has an extremely tender baby face, which is also well maintained and tender. It is impossible to judge her age.

"Hi, everyone, I'm Wu Shinan."

"Hello! Writer Wu!"

Ni Bingyan finally waited for a girl to come and greeted her immediately, but Wu Shinan got into the pavilion, sat down beside her with a blushing face, and stopped moving.

A strong atmosphere of social fear came from around him, and Ni Bingyan was almost stunned!

The greeting just now is quite like that?Could it be a big move that has been held back for a long time?

The power of the big move is not necessarily great, but the cooldown period must be very long.

Such an introverted screenwriter, how can he communicate normally with his colleagues at work?
Just when she was thinking about whether to find a topic and try harder, Wu Shinan took out a hedgehog from his wide sleeve.

Yes, her pet is a cute little hedgehog.

The little hedgehog squatted in her palm, not much bigger than her palm.

Shrinking his head, his small eyes are like black beans, timid.

It is said that pets follow the master, and this little guy is probably a little socially afraid.

Ni Bingyan watched helplessly as Wu Shinan touched a few more nuts like magic, handed them gently to the little hedgehog, and then focused on watching the little hedgehog eat, ignoring everyone.

【family!Who understands this feeling? 】

There were two such people coming in a row, and Yan Jing still took chatting as a task, and Ni Bingyan couldn't be too rushed.

Looking at Zhao Fulin again, he thought that the host would have to come out to create some atmosphere, but at the moment he was holding a teacup with his face full of intoxication, immersed in the fragrance of tea and not talking.

Ni Bingyan is going crazy!

Please!

I know that in order to entertain today's guests, you served the best tea again!

But you can't wait to drink it before all the guests arrive?

Just drink it!Can you entertain the guests?

She is also a guest, right?Why do you have to worry about this for the master?
Producer Zhao is not embarrassed, but she is embarrassed!
With such four great gods, Ni Bingyan feels that the group is sometimes a bit difficult to integrate.

Just staying a little uncomfortable, a phone call came in.

Ni Bingyan was relieved.

Because she had a dog with her and it was difficult to come out while sitting inside, she apologized and picked up the phone.

It was Song Fuling who called, and his name was quite similar to that of Producer Zhao.

"Ice Treasure, the necklace I fished in the London park earlier has been repaired. We just had a meeting, and the first episode will start broadcasting tomorrow. We can post things like finding objects on Weibo."

I thought it was the necklace of the deceased before, but it was confirmed later that it was not.

After completing the relevant procedures, the London police returned the necklace.

Song Fuling took it for repairs according to the plan, and then notified Ni Bingyan to cooperate with the promotional program.

This was something that had been discussed long ago, and she did not refuse.

"The official microblog and the extranet are operated by Sister Wei. I only have a small Weibo account here. Have you contacted Sister Wei? Send me a copy of the photo and copy, and I will post it on the small account later."

It's a trumpet, and the number of fans is even more than that of the official Weibo, so it's okay to post it.

Who would have believed such a beautiful necklace if the camera hadn't been on the whole time?

Song Fuling sent the photo over in a short while.

Ni Bingyan was watching with her mobile phone when art consultant Yu Danqing came.

Yu Danqing is an artist. She was a painter at first, but as she got older, she was good at more and more things. She cannot be defined by a painter alone.

She is thin and tall, and she doesn't look fat in a thick Song Hanfu.

Ginger-yellow horse-face skirt, orange-red top, and a thick peacock blue beanie with raw edges.

That's all.

She had fine hair coiled, but only a pearl hairpin was inserted casually.

There is no snow today, and the sun is not too dazzling, but I am wearing a pair of big sunglasses.

Along the way, it seems that it is not the small leather shoes you are stepping on, but the Hot Wheels, and you have walked out of the smell of the Song Dynasty street slipper, and your whole body is full of "Sister is so dragging, you don't care about the beauty".

Without waiting for anyone to greet her, she entered the pavilion.

Probably because she had never stayed up all night fighting for mathematics, physics and chemistry, she had very good eyesight, and it happened that Ni Bingyan was holding the phone at the right angle. As soon as she came in, she saw the necklace.

"Eh?"

Ni Bingyan looked up, and saw a lady in ancient costume slowly take off her sunglasses, staring at her cell phone.

The slender eyebrows, pink face, thin lips and phoenix eyes make people think of Wang Xifeng at a glance.

The fashionable sunglasses are on her face, with a strong visual impact, which is obviously contrary to harmony, but very harmonious.

This kind of unreasonable beauty is also very explosive to Ni Bingyan, so it is inevitable to take a second look.

When I came back to my senses after a while, I saw that she had been staring at her mobile phone for a long time.

"Hello?"

Guessing that she might be Yu Danqing, Ni Bingyan still felt a little uncomfortable.

It's not a good first impression to just lean over and stare at her phone without saying hello.

"Ah! Oh! I'm sorry, but I may ask, where did you see the photo you just saw?"

To let go of yourself is to let go of others, not to be a slave to emotions, and to live every day with tolerance is fine.

She seriously found a topic to chat with her, and even apologized for the behavior just now, so there is no need to hold on to it.

Ni Bingyan told the story of fishing in London and catching this necklace from a park.

After listening to her, Yu Danqing was so excited that he took the sunglasses in his right hand to the palm of his left hand.

"Ouch! Now, it's a match!"

"What's right? Have you seen this necklace?"

Yu Danqing sat on the other side of her, sandwiched between her and rigorous, regardless of other people's reactions, he said happily:
"Wait a minute, I'll show you a picture of my grandmother when she was young, and you'll know!"

As he said that, he logged into the network disk and found a black and white photo.

The young men and women leaned against each other, standing in the garden with lush flowers and trees, smiling brightly.

Around her neck, she happened to be wearing that necklace.

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