After leaving the company, Song Zhaoshui went to the Internet to check the relevant information of "Our Travel".

This variety show has a total of five resident guests, namely Yu Xiao, Hu Wanshi, Jingshen, Qian Peiyu and Wang Wenjin.

The first three of them were about the same age, all in their twenties. Neither Yu Xiao nor Hu Wanshi have any masterpieces, they rely on the popularity of variety shows and talent shows to grow flowers.

Jingshen has acted as the second male lead in several TV series, but unfortunately, he was unlucky and has been tepid. The TV series is popular, the male and female protagonists are popular, but he has not changed. As far as acting is concerned, there is really nothing wrong with it. With a tough and handsome face, it is too Zhou Zheng. At first glance, he knew he was a good man, nothing special.

He has the same personality as his face, and everyone who has been with him will say yes, but when there are others around, he can easily become a background board.

The remaining two, Qian Peiyu and Wang Wenjin, are all veteran actors in the circle, and the rest of the guests can be said to have grown up watching their shows.

But in the current film and television industry, it is not that whoever has the most seniority can obtain good resources. Especially actresses, when they reach a certain age, they can only play roles such as mother and mother-in-law. However, this kind of role has been marginalized, and it has become a face in film and television dramas.

Qian Peiyu worked hard for so long in the first half of her life, how could she be willing to hand over her current status to others?

Song Zhaoshui organized these things into a document, and asked Liu Jie to talk about the news, so as to avoid any omissions. When doing these things, she realized how important connections are in this circle.

When I went out to meet Yu Xiao, the other party was still smiling: "Miss Song, good morning."

He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling face, not to mention that Song Zhaoshui didn't really hate him, so he nodded and smiled and said, "Good morning."

"I heard that Miss Song is going to participate in "Our Trip"?" Yu Xiao gently helped press the elevator, "I'm looking forward to it."

When he smiled, he showed his white teeth and his eyes were curved like crescent moons.

It looks innocent and harmless.

Song Zhaoshui said, "Yes, I'm looking forward to it too."

"I don't know how much Miss Song knows about us." Yu Xiao was not short, about 1.8 meters tall. It's just that the head is small, the shoulders are narrow, and the person is also thin, not tall. Only standing next to him did Song Zhaoshui realize that he was so tall.

Xie Nanting's head-to-body ratio is also very good, but his shoulders are very broad. The skeleton is there, and it doesn't look small. Moreover, those eyebrows and eyes are as dignified as ice and snow, and they are quite majestic. Even if they only see such a face, people will generally think that this person is very tall.

"Miss Song?"

Song Zhaoshui suddenly came back to her senses. She was actually stunned when she was talking to someone. Did Xie Nanting infect her with this problem?

"I don't know very well," she said. "Why, do you have any important news to share?"

Yu Xiao didn't feel offended either, she reached out her hand and made a gesture of invitation, asking her to get out of the elevator first: "It's not worth talking about, it's just an old saying that people don't look good."

Song Zhaoshui smiled lightly, and saw him look from head to toe: "Are you talking about yourself?"

Yu Xiao laughed out loud, this time it was a real smile, and there were smile lines on the corners of his eyes: "Miss Song is really interesting."

Song Zhaoshui didn't think he was interesting, but this person, even if he "sold" her and exposed his intention to please Xie Nanting so thoroughly, he could still meet her frankly, which was interesting.

She smiled and said nothing.

Yu Xiao rarely straightened his face and became serious: "How many simple people are there in the circle?"

After saying this, the old smile appeared on his face again: "Let's go, Miss Song, goodbye."

Song Zhaoshui watched him leave, frowning slightly. How is it not simple, it is worth Yu Xiao to come over and talk about it in person?

She sent a message to Liu Jie: "Look deeper and check more carefully."

Do you want to ask Xie Nanting? Song Zhaoshui hesitated. Some news in the circle could not be found by outsiders for a long time, but those at the top of the food chain would definitely not be unaware.

But she is too easy to have a psychological burden.

As soon as the relationship was confirmed, she would trouble Xie Nanting, would it make this relationship seem too purposeful?

In particular, she believes that the relationship between the two people is not equal now.

Just when she was hesitating and undecided, Xie Nanting sent a message and asked her, "Zhao Shui, are you free?"

"I'm free tomorrow, I still have some work left today." Song Zhaoshui went out to get a courier, a heavy cardboard box. After trying several times, he couldn't hold it. The security saw me and offered to help move.

He thought it wasn't too heavy, so he almost didn't stand up when he bent over, and couldn't help but say, "Miss Song, what is this all about, isn't it a valuable item?"

Then he wouldn't dare to move it at will. If it falls, he can't afford to pay.

"No, no," Song Zhaoshui felt a little guilty when he saw how hard he was, "It's all books, it doesn't matter if you can't move them, I'll take them apart and move them in batches."

"How can it be done." The little security guard felt relieved when he heard that it was a book, "It's not a valuable item, so I just moved it."

"That's hard work for you." Song Zhaoshui said, in this short period of time, Xie Nanting has sent several messages:

"Are you free all day tomorrow?"

"I want to see you."

"Can I find you today, I won't disturb your work!"

"..."

Okay, Song Zhaoshui said: "Come here, I'll pick you up at the door."

The little security guard helped her deliver the book, and Song Zhaoshui took two bottles of water from the refrigerator for him: "It's hard work."

The little security guard smiled embarrassedly. In fact, their scope of work is much larger than that of ordinary security guards. Most of the people who live here are rich and powerful, and although they won't make it difficult for them, they have always kept their distance coldly. Few people are as polite as Song Zhaoshui.

Good-looking and friendly, this Miss Song will be popular sooner or later, right?

The books Song Zhaoshui bought were all used to make up lessons for herself. The bookshelves in the study room were empty, and she felt uncomfortable looking at them. I opened the box, took out the books, and filled them one by one. The book at the bottom of the box is the largest at the end, introducing the development of Chinese modern films.

The cover was very thick, Song Zhaoshui glanced at the catalogue and turned to the end.

Xie Nanting suddenly appeared in front of her.

In the past ten years, China's film industry has almost become Xie Nanting's world. It can be seen from the length of this introduction that the last part is almost all about him.

There are many stills in the book, and although each still is that face, each still is a different person. Even without watching the movie, outsiders can roughly infer the character's identity and character from a still.

Acting is such an amazing profession, turning so many characters into living, flesh-and-blood people.

Song Zhaoshui didn't turn a page, and his admiration for Xie Nanting was a little more.

How many years does it take to produce a Xie Nanting?

Just thinking about it, the phone rang. There was Xie Nanting's slightly happy and urging voice from the other end: "Come pick me up according to the water!"

He was stopped at the gate again.

Song Zhaoshui burst out laughing: "I'll come."

Just thinking about it, know that Xie Nanting is wronged. Mingming always came here, and he still wore that well-known face. Even if the guard had facial blindness, he should remember him.

But the rules are there, even if you know him, you can't let him in.

So Xie Nanting thought about buying a suite here.

Song Zhaoshui's eyes twitched, and sure enough, the rich people thought differently: "Where can I sell you a house near here?"

"You can buy it if you have money." Xie Nanting said, "Don't worry."

Who is worried?

Song Zhaoshui frowned, Xie Nanting said this, as if she was looking forward to him moving in.

"What are you busy with?" Xie Nanting changed his shoes, picked up Xiao Ran with ease, and followed Song Zhaoshui into the study.

This guy has gained a lot of weight again and looks more fierce.

"Nothing!" Song Zhaoshui hurriedly closed the flat book on the table and pressed the laptop next to it.

Yet it was too late.

Xie Nanting's voice was a little smug: "I also have this book, are you looking at me?"

This is a well-intentioned question, and Song Zhaoshui doesn't want to talk to him.

"It's boring to look at two-dimensional, isn't there a three-dimensional one in front of you?" Xie Nanting put Xiao Ruan on the desk and whispered beside Song Zhaoshui.

It is late autumn, when it is cool, and there is no need to turn on the air conditioner.

The windows in the study were wide open, and the cool breeze blew in, and the bamboo in the corner kept swaying.

Song Zhaoshui felt that his heart was beating a little faster, and the tip of his nose was full of the smell of Xie Nanting.

Why are you so close, is he a dog?

"Go away," Song Zhaoshui reached out and pushed his chest, "Aren't you hot?"

where is it hot?

Xie Nanting shook his head: "It's very cool."

He sniffed the tip of his nose: "What perfume are you using, it smells good."

This action is called Song Zhaoshui suit, she thought blankly that this is probably really a dog.

"No perfume." Who sprays perfume when they don't go out?

Xie Nanting still had something to say, Song Zhaoshui said, "You said not to disturb my work."

Xie Nanting paused: "I won't disturb you."

He pointed to the bookshelf in front of him: "Can I take a look at the book?"

"Choose whatever you want."

She turned on the computer and began to read the email Liu Jie sent her.

Xie Nanting picked up a book at random, and by coincidence, picked up a collection of Shakespeare's poems.

He turned a few pages and couldn't help but look at Song Zhaoshui. The other party stared intently at the computer screen, his long and curled eyelashes were like two rows of small fans, and his slightly puffed lips were radiant and moist, and it was impossible to move his eyes without lipstick.

“shall i pare thee to a summer’s day

thou art more lovely and more temperate:

...

so long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

so long lives this, and this gives life to thee.”1

In Shakespeare's mind, poetry is the immortal beauty in the world.

In his heart, Song Zhaoshui is his immortal poem.

"Zhao Shui, I'm going to disturb your work." Xie Nanting said suddenly.

Song Zhaoshui frowned, "What?"

Is this some kind of new prank? Before disturbing her, do you think she will allow it?

Xie Nanting put down the book and licked the corner of his lips: "I want to kiss you."