After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

Chapter 151 Arrive at my house in half an hour
the other side.

Yan Cheng finished the announcement and returned to Haicheng, just in time for the rain to stop.

The sun broke through the dark clouds, and at three or four o'clock it shed a little light.

The windows of the car were closed all the time, and only the voice of sister Xu's phone could be heard during the smooth driving.

Yan Cheng's eyes were not focused, he slid across the phone screen, and then looked at the city scenery after the rain outside the car window.

The assistant next to him glanced at him and found that his mobile phone was stuck between his hands.

The common posture of social animals is that when they see too much shit from the boss and start to think about whether it is necessary to make that money in life, they will hold the phone like this.

My mind is wandering around the world, and my hands are still ready to reply to the boss with "good receipt".

But the boss doesn't need to worry about this.

Yan Cheng slightly turned the phone over to look at the screen.

The interface under the anti-spy screen is Weibo, and the message in the middle shows "Zhong Jiuyin's official business announcement".

He didn't check it on purpose, he just opened Weibo and saw it. In the comments of the marketing account, he was still discussing whether the brand announced the business so quickly because he was afraid that Zhong Jiuyin wouldn't be popular for too long.

There is nothing to read, but he stays on this interface, turning his phone over from time to time to take a look.

"What day is it today?" Sister Xu asked the assistant with her eyes closed, not wanting to look at her phone anymore after making the phone call.

"Thursday. The crew's schedule is all day tomorrow."

The assistant recorded Yan Cheng's big and small things every day in detail, and remembered certain important time points very clearly so that Yan Cheng would not forget.

Sister Xu nodded, and told Yan Cheng: "I'll tell the director to ask you to go back tomorrow and get a good night's sleep."

"Yeah." Yan Cheng was not in a good mood.

Sister Xu added: "Recently, I have to run around. I know you don't like it. It will be fine when the variety show is over and the filming starts. Then you will be more comfortable staying on the set every day."

Dealing with different people is really impossible for anyone to do it calmly. There are a lot of idiots on the magazine side, the advertising side, the brand side, and the atmosphere of the crew should be simpler.

She had been working with some idiots for two days, and her mind was numb from exhaustion, so she let out a long sigh of relief as she leaned on her seat.

But Yan Cheng listened to her words, but his focus was still on the time when the assistant answered.

It's Thursday afternoon, and tomorrow I'll be on the crew all day, and the day after tomorrow will be the fourth episode of the variety show. A week has passed so quickly, and some people haven't heard from them yet.

Obviously it was her idea...

He frowned for a moment, clasped the screen of the phone on his lap, and stopped looking at it.

Half an hour later, the black Range Rover slowed down, slowly pressed over the puddles that had just formed on the ground, and stopped smoothly in front of a villa.

Yan Cheng opened the car door and went down, supported the door with his arm, and slammed it shut with his backhand.

Sister Xu yawned and opened her eyes, only to realize that she was in the wrong place. She lowered the car window and asked, "Why do you remember going back here?"

This place is a bit far from the audition location arranged by the crew, he usually has work and rarely comes back here to live.

Yan Cheng said flatly, "It's quiet here."

Sister Xu: ... Isn't it quiet? It's almost outside the third ring road.

She didn't say anything, just gave him a deep look, and told the driver to turn around and leave.

Then I used my mobile phone to search for news about Zhong Jiuyin.

Sure enough, Zhong Jiuyin lived closest to this property.

Ah, autumn is here, can spring be far behind?

Yan Cheng didn't know what she was thinking.

After he entered the house, he changed his shoes to fetch water to drink. He hadn’t been here for a while, and had to wait for the tea machine to restart before fetching water.

Amidst the slight humming, he waited a little impatiently, leaning against the bar, tapping his fingertips on the phone screen, making an even more impetuous clicking sound.

"Drip—" The tea machine restarted successfully.

But instead of picking up the water, he picked up his phone and sent someone a message.

[You asked me to seize Qing Qing's interception of your resources before, I found out.You are not the only one who cuts off. At different stages, female stars in your company who are as popular as her have exchanged resources with her.She should still have a backlog of works waiting in line to go online. 】

After sending the message, he started to receive water.

In the pattering voice, the notification sound of the message was quite obvious, and the other party replied the message before the glass of water was finished.

Zhong Jiuyin: [Oh.It turns out there are other poor hapless people. 】

Yan Cheng: [Yes. 】

It started, but Zhong Jiuyin didn't continue. After he replied "Yes", there was no movement on the other side.

The second time to fill up the water still failed to refill the glass, Yan Cheng waited for a few seconds, then watched their conversation again with a frown.

Is it too cold?

But he has no good opening remarks.

He pointed his fingers in the dialog box, hesitated for a moment, and sent another sentence: 【Are you busy? 】

Zhong Jiuyin: [That's true. 】

Yan Cheng: ...Forget it.

He put down his phone and concentrated on receiving water now.

The black crystal bottom mirror of the tea machine was shiny, illuminating his expressionless face.

After filling a glass of water, he didn't take his mobile phone, turned around and walked towards the center of the living room.

Only halfway through, the phone ding-dong.

He paused, his footsteps slowed down and stopped in place, and then he pursed his lips and went back.

It was indeed the message from Zhong Jiuyin.

【when are you free? 】

Yan Cheng frowned slightly, and replied to her: [After half an hour. 】

Zhong Jiuyin: [That's okay, I'm pretty much the same. 】

What to do, nothing to say clearly.

Yan Cheng was annoyed, and moved his fingers: [? 】

Zhong Jiuyin: [Why, you forgot to compensate me?I want to kiss and be at my house in half an hour.The address is xxx]

...it's kind of wild.

But Yan Cheng didn't notice it himself, when a smile flashed in his eyes, the corners of his tightly pursed lips relaxed.

...

After half an hour.

Zhong Jiuyin shuffled back home, slumped on the sofa before recovering, when there was a knock on the door.

She went to open the door and let in a man about 1.8 meters tall.

Yan Cheng took off his hat, and the two looked at each other.

He was a little uncomfortable, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he looked away first.When the eyelashes fluttered, there was something that I still felt pitiful about.

Zhong Jiuyin yawned with his mouth slightly open, and looked him over from head to toe very presumptuously.

Like looking at pork delivered to your door.

"Very good, very suitable for the prey of my beautiful snake."

Yan Cheng: "...What snake?"

"Beautiful snake," she murmured as she folded her hands and walked back to the sofa, "Brother Qian signed up for a class for me, and the teacher asked everyone to act as a kind of ghost as homework, and they will be checked in the next class."

Her sloppy slippers stopped, and only a little light blue socks were exposed on the heels, like a plot in an anime.Yan Cheng raised his head, walked over, and asked, "So?"

"I picked and picked, and found that only the beautiful snake is more suitable for me."

They are all beauties, regardless of whether they are humans or snakes.

Yan Cheng walked up to her and stood in front of her. He was quite tall and didn't sit down. After Zhong Jiuyin finished speaking, he looked up at him: "Sit down."

She patted the place next to her.

Yan Cheng glanced at the sofa, he didn't know if it was for one person or for two people, it was too small.

If he sat down, the two of them could only sit next to each other.

"No need..." Is there a stool?

Before finishing the question, Zhong Jiuyin said, "Don't go through the process? That's fine, then come directly."

Yan Cheng: "... What is the specific process?"

(End of this chapter)