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In early April, the hot and humid air was suddenly swept away by a torrential rain.

Along the coast of Jiangluan City, the thin and long raindrops seem to be wrapped in a bit of seafood and invade the chest. The quaint long street shrouded in haze is more like a phantom.

The headlights swayed into Song Wenting's eyes from the corner, her eyes retracted from the street, and fell on the girl in the driver's seat.

"Sister Wen Ting, get in the car."

Xia Nan stopped the car, his eyes slid over the woman's slender waist, and finally stopped on the light makeup face, and the stunning color in his eyes became more intense.

Can't help joking: "The body you are wearing today is like a fairy."

Indigo-colored long skirt, plain and elegant, with a few buttons at the waist, with a delicate and delicate beauty in retro.

Song Wenting couldn't help but smile, his eyes overflowing with a smile: "Well, the mouth is very sweet."

The temperature in the car was moderate, Song Wenting took out a tissue from the bag, and carefully wiped the slightly moist blue silk like a crow's feather.

"It was originally." The car turned a corner, and Xia Nan in the front row glanced at her from the rearview mirror, "Comparing An Shuyu's popular little flower with you, you have to be ashamed."

"Mumbling." The smile fell, and Song Wenting said in a low voice, "Beware of misfortune coming out of your mouth."

Xia Nan was stunned, and nodded quickly.

In the past, random gossip was allowed, but now they are in close contact with An Shuyu, and talking nonsense is a taboo in this circle.

Not to mention, An Shuyu leaned against the entertainment ceiling—

Heming Entertainment, a dominant family, has capital and arrogance, and cannot tolerate others talking behind their backs.

Song Wenting's gaze fell out of the car window, and a few neon lights lit up the street under the misty rain.

The faint light lingered on her cheeks, her temperament was gentle and quiet, the light and shadow were cut from the side of her face, and when she met those beautiful eyes, there was a bit of coquettish beauty in this gentle temperament.

Traffic dragged them into the main urban area, and traffic jams were inevitable.

"Is it time?"

Song Wenting asked softly, with a naturally soft and pleasant voice.

Tonight is the opening banquet of the costume drama "Luo Xue Chang Yue", and she was invited to participate.

Xia Nan glanced over the screen and responded, "Director Chen notified it at 7:30. According to the current situation, it will take at least ten minutes for us to drive there. It should be in time."

"Um."

After Shen Ning for a while, Xia Nan couldn't help breaking the silence and asked doubts: "Sister Wen Ting, didn't you agree to the dinner tonight? Why did you suddenly change your mind again?"

Before Song Wenting could respond, she continued on her own: "I heard that the investor is also going tonight, just the prince of Heming Entertainment. It is rumored that An Shuyu has put a lot of thought into him. Tonight Once you go and steal her limelight, she must make a note of it in her heart."

Eyebrows half closed, Song Wenting's long eyelashes moved, and said calmly: "That's her business, I just try to be myself and don't disturb each other, so why bother to steal the limelight."

Xia Nan choked and swallowed the sentence "You look like this, even if you stand there like a piece of wood, you will grab the limelight."

Xu Shi noticed that his tone was a little cold, and Song Wenting explained slowly: "Director Chen is going to take Xinqin tonight, and he asked me to help see if it fits the characters and scenes in the play."

Director Chen is the director of this costume drama. Song Wenting, as the art director of the guqin, should have stepped back into the background, but Director Chen insisted on asking her to participate, and lured her on the grounds of watching the qin.

There is no reason not to go to Song Wenting.

Yunhe Guild Hall has created a quiet corner in the busy city with an inch of land and an inch of gold. The thick carved wooden doors separate more noise, and the privacy is excellent.

The high-heeled shoes made a dull sound when they stepped on the thick carpet. Song Wenting walked into room 103 under the guidance of the waiter.

"Hey, Teacher Song is here."

The assistant director closest to the door greeted him, and then a boxer looked over.

Xia Nan was not qualified to participate, and Song Wenting was a little nervous for a while, being scrutinized by the crowd all by himself.

Put on the right smile.

Song Wenting looked around from men and women, and finally stopped on a man. He met her gaze and raised his hand without hesitation: "Teacher Song, here."

The hero of the play, Lin Xingyao. A popular traffic niche student with good acting skills, he won the Hundred Flowers Award for Best Actor last year.

I remembered the phrase he said in the chat record, "Then I'll reserve a seat for you." Song Wenting subconsciously looked next to him, and there was indeed an empty seat.

She approached.

As soon as he was seated, Lin Xingyao smiled and said, "Mr. Song came on time."

Lin Xingyao played the role of the enemy general in this play, and later disguised as a violinist to infiltrate the dynasty and become a court violinist. This is the only leading actor related to the guqin. In addition, Lin Xingyao is very dedicated. Half a year before the start of the film, he learned the qin at Song Wenting, and the two of them should be familiar with each other.

Song Wenting twirled the hem of the skirt and smiled lightly: "If you stay stuck in traffic for longer, you'll be late."

When the words fell, a female voice next to her couldn't help but sneer: "Those who don't know, think it's too much of a face."

Looking sideways, Song Wenting met An Shuyu who was sitting on Lin Xingyao's right. The melon-seeded face, the delicate make-up and the temperament are even more savage and unreasonable. The appearance is pure and pure, playing the willful princess of the dynasty in the play, it seems to be acting in her true colors.

Song Wenting Quan pretended not to hear it, and the director Chen who happened to be opposite him signaled to her: "Mr. Song, I put the piano next door, and I will go to see it after dinner."

This "Mr. Song" made several middle-aged men beside the director curious: "Who is this?"

Director Chen took a sip of the tea and slowly introduced: "Song Wenting, the inheritor of the guqin of the Qing'an School, was the first performer to play the guqin at the International Convention Center in the National Intangible Cultural Heritage event last year. In a few years, the country will be level."

Some people were surprised, and their eyes fell on the elegant figure of the woman. They do TV and movies, and they still understand to some extent. In recent years, the state has vigorously supported intangible cultural heritage projects. The Jiangluan area has been the place for the development of qin since ancient times. , just didn't expect the inheritor to be so young.

Director Chen continued: "You don't know that her teacher, Mr. Gu Yin, a national treasure-level performer, especially disapproved of her joining the crew. We had to work hard to invite Teacher Song."

Now Song Wenting couldn't sit still anymore, she stood up and raised tea to several people: "Director Chen is highly praised. Now there are very few people who can seriously film dramas, and few people will pay attention to the guqin and the details in the drama with a professional eye and perspective." As well as the authenticity, it is thanks to Director Chen’s appreciation."

It is a posture that is slim and neither humble nor arrogant.

"Mr. Song, to be honest, we didn't have any extra funds to cover these extra expenses for this show. You know, the 'Banana Forest Feng Wan' piano, the real body is already broken, if it wasn't for the professional guqin The restorer, I'm afraid that even the imitation is not good. Therefore," Chen Dao's eyes deepened, and the folds deepened, and the meaning was unclear, "The wisdom eye is not me, but someone else."

The delicate brows furrowed, and before Song Wenting had time to ask, suddenly, the wooden door was pulled open from the outside.

The waiter gave in and pulled the two figures away.

The second he saw the leading man clearly, Song Wenting still overestimated his concentration.

The man was wearing a dark suit, and the half-sandalwood screen by his side reflected the clear figure, which was somewhat gentle. His brows and eyes are light, but he has a pair of excellent peach blossom eyes. When he looks at people, he has a natural laziness and seduction, which makes people unable to bear the illusion.

"Mr. Ji, it's time to come." Someone greeted him and opened the seat for him.

Ji Yanzhou, the second young master of the Ji family who has just returned to China, is known for his ruthlessness and sternness, and his vision is first-class. The first thing he did when he returned to China to take over Heming Entertainment three months ago was to suppress it. A few years of the movie "Feng Yao" was brought back to the public, causing a boom.

Right now, as an investor, the whole crew feels a lot more at ease, at least with Heming backing them up, they won't be afraid of funding problems.

Director Chen approached with wine.

Ji Yanzhou's beautiful face was not smiling, and he landed in the main seat amid the greetings. Even his voice was cold. He slowly refused: "No."

Then he smiled and explained, "Allergies."

I don't know if it was a refusal, but he looked at ease, and then he loosened his cuffs, revealing a slender and powerful arm, and turned his head to respond to the questions of several investment bigwigs in the circle.

Dao Chen put down his wine glass, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of Song Wenting. Seeing the cold stranger's attitude of these two people, his guess became vacillating.

The assistant director began to greet the leading actors. A few minutes later, Song Wenting heard An Shuyu's sweet voice, and she called him: "Brother Yan Zhou."

The scene was suddenly silent, and curious and gossip eyes swirled around the two of them.

Ji Yanzhou heard the words and looked over, his face was light and calm, he nodded lightly in response.

An Shuyu smiled, but everyone secretly speculated about the relationship between the two. Only Song Wenting listened quietly, indifferent, like an outsider.

After the introduction of several leading actors, the big boss on the opposite side motioned everyone to chat while eating.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yanzhou glanced at Director Chen, and his thin lips overflowed and said lightly: "Other people, don't you introduce?"

He pressed his long fingers against the teacup with the cyan glaze background, his attitude was idle, but when he looked at each other, Director Chen's heart froze.

Immediately, I felt blessed, and quickly called out, "Mr. Song."

Song Wenting raised his eyes unexpectedly, but his eyes went straight into a pair of black eyes, like the deep sea without lights in the long night, silent but lurking in danger.

After five years of staring at each other, it was Song Wenting who was defeated first, subconsciously avoiding his gaze, and returned to Director Chen.

Director Chen enthusiastically recounted the introduction to her just now. During this period, Song Wenting held back and didn't look at her, but she could feel that real gaze was looking at her.

After finishing speaking, Song Wenting only pretended to be calm and twitched the corners of his lips, following the title introduced by Director Chen, he called out: "Mr. Ji."

Before he could react, the man who had just come with Ji Yanzhou was suddenly surprised: "Song Wenting? Is it really you?"

Unexpectedly, it was recognized that the speaker was Ji Yanzhou University roommate He Junlang.

"You lowered your head just now, but you really didn't recognize it." He Junlang was extravagant, and subconsciously looked at Ji Yanzhou, his excitement was beyond words, "Hey, Mr. Ji, isn't this your ex-girlfriend?"

The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, and his gaze seemed to poke a hole in Song Wenting's body.

Ji Yanzhou lowered his eyelashes and buckled the teacup in his hand, not intending to explain his demeanor.

"No." As soon as the two words came out, Song Wenting couldn't explain anymore.

Ji Yanzhou put down the cup, and the crisp sound hit his ear. He lifted his eyes and looked over, his cold gaze slid across her white and tender face, and chuckled, "Well, I'm not familiar with it."

This smile made the man's Qing Jue face even more seductive.

The relationship that both sides denied is indeed not easy to hold on to, and soon, other topics began to be talked about at the dinner table.

During the high talk, He Junlang asked Ji Yanzhou in a low voice, "What's the matter with you two?"

The man ignored him.

He pouted: "Anyway, it's almost a year of acting as a fake couple, so it's time to cultivate a revolutionary friendship? Why are you still pretending to be unfamiliar?"

Still no response.

"Hey, it's been five years, have you been abroad for a long time and really forgot about her?" He Junlang, "I haven't seen her for so many years, but she is still so beautiful, as expected of the famous Xianhua from the folk music department of Nanda back in the day.Her temperament seems to have changed a bit. Hey, tell me, does she have a boyfriend now?"

Ji Yanzhou turned around from serving tea: "How about you ask?"

The word "let" is used in a strange way.

His voice was more biting than cold air, and He Junlang finally closed his mouth.

The author says:

The professional knowledge related to Guqin is obtained from Baidu and related information. If there is any error, please point out politely.

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