He Dingxi looked at these indifferent words with interest, as if he saw Ning Jue talking beside him.

Ning Jue wrote next to a text describing the character of the male protagonist: "I like Zhang Xiaofan very much. There are all kinds of contradictory points in his character. People think this person should be like this. I don’t know what kind of actor can interpret this role well.”

Ning Jue emptied a line, and then wrote: "Maybe He Dingxi can."

Although it was not the first time that He Dingxi saw this sentence, he couldn't help but smile when he read this.

He suddenly wanted to ask Ning Jue where his confidence in him came from. Thinking like this, He Dingxi picked up the mobile phone beside him and dialed the number that he hadn't called all day today.

Chapter 49

"Hello"

The call was quickly connected, and Ning Jue's voice came from the receiver. This long-lost voice fell into He Dingxi's ears, and he instantly regained his senses.

He Dingxi realized what he was doing, flicked his fingertips, and hung up the phone.

He Dingxi put the screen of his mobile phone down on the bedside table, unable to explain what he felt in his heart. He was glad that he was not completely obsessed, but also had some regrets that he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to have a word with Ning Jue. Fortunately, he made this endless phone call from his work phone, and Ning Jue might not know the number.

Sure enough, after a while, the phone on the bedside table vibrated, and He Dingxi received a new text message.

The text message was sent by Ning Jue, and Ning Jue asked succinctly in the message, "Which one?"

He Dingxi stared at those two words for a long time, and until the screen returned to darkness, he picked up the phone and replied, "I made a mistake, sorry to disturb you."

After sending this sentence, He Dingxi threw the phone aside, feeling a little upset for a while. He reopened the script and forced himself to calm down.

He remembered a conversation that took place in Ning Jue's audio-visual room a long time ago. On the shelf of Ning Jue's house that day, He Dingxi found a set of his past movies. As soon as his head became hot, he asked Ning Jue if he liked his movies.

There were countless trash talk between him and Ning Jue, but the conversation that day made him remember to this day. He has received countless sincere and fake compliments in the past ten years, and Ning Jue's ordinary "like" makes him particularly cherish.

He Dingxi looked at Ning Jue's handwriting on the script, and his frowning brows gradually relaxed. The matter of Van Weissing bothered him all night, and at this moment he suddenly made a decision.

The hesitant matter finally had an answer, and the corners of He Dingxi's mouth unconsciously stained with a smile. His fingers lightly rubbed the paper and whispered, "Thank you, good night."

At this moment, the screen of the mobile phone lit up again, and Ning Jue returned a few words: "It's okay, good night."

After Ning Jue replied these words, the number that had no remarks did not respond again.

Long before Ning Jue knew He Dingxi, he had obtained He Dingxi's work number through a roundabout relationship, but he had never dialed it out.

Suddenly receiving a call from this number today, all his previous efforts were almost in vain. For a moment, Ning Jue wanted to ask him if he was doing well recently, but he restrained himself at the last second.

He was the one who proposed the end at that time, and it was the most boring to keep breaking. Ning Jue thought that until today, he has done a good job.

Due to the shutdown of the crew, Ning Jue had a sudden vacation. Before Yang Mei could arrange a new job for him, Ning Jue returned to S City first.

After Ning Jue returned to S City, all the announcements that could not be arranged before were inserted without any problems. Wang Huang made an appointment with Ning Jue many times without success.

It wasn't until one day after half a month that Ning Jue was free to make an appointment.

Wang Huang is old, and his hobbies are naturally different from those of young people. The place where the old man asked Ning Jue to meet was a farmhouse by the outskirts of the city. Ning Jue saw Wang Huang sitting by the water as soon as he got there.

Wang Huang sat on the small chair with his back hunched over, his face filled with gloom and gloom. He has been worrying about the crew these days, and the white hair on both temples is much more visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Ning Jue stepped forward and said to Wang Huang, "I also discussed with the company during this time, and the remuneration at this stage can be slowed down." After speaking, Ning Jue rudely came to Wang Huang and sat down. : "Don't cry and lose your face, if you really can't solve the problem, I still have some money here."

Wang Huang turned his head and looked inexplicable: "What are you talking about, I just had dinner with the new investor last night."

While the two of them were talking, the buoy in the water moved, and the fish that had just been hooked were scared away by Ning Jue. Wang Huang gave Ning Jue an angry look, and said, "The fund has been settled. I called you here today to inform you and prepare to start work."

Ning Jue became interested as soon as he heard this, and asked, "Oh? Who is taking advantage of this?"

"Show respect to the benefactor." Wang Huang put away the rod and put some bait on the hook again: "It's Yoshi Media."

Hearing the words "Yoshi Media", the sullen smile on Ning Jue's face faded. He turned his head to look at the surface of the water and asked after a moment of silence, "Is the person in charge of dinner with you last night, is his surname He?"

Wang Huang didn't notice Ning Jue's abnormal behavior. He threw the bait into the water and said, "It's a descendant named Xie. What, do you know him?"

Ning Jue stared at the buoy in the water, as if she was concentrating on studying fishing, with a more serious expression on her face than Wang Huang.

After a long while, Ning Jue said, "No, I don't know."

It was indeed beyond Ning Jue's expectations that Yoshi Media would take over this hot potato at this time. A guess flashed in his mind.

It's just that as soon as the idea came up, Ning Jue pressed it down.

Should he get rid of his habit of being affectionate, Ning Jue looked at her reflection in the water and wondered helplessly.

Fan Weixing went home and waited anxiously for a while, and finally got a call from He Dingxi.