In the evening, Jiang Chuan got on the plane from Fei H City, and Jinran went home and called Ms. Yuan Mei. She briefly mentioned her recent itinerary. After hanging up the phone, she also started packing her luggage... After everything was done, he sat in front of the computer to collect the email, and unexpectedly saw the email from the production team of "Mysterious Seeds" in his inbox. The email was very long. The crew seemed to be unaware of the news that Miss Xu Qianqian had made her own decision to announce that she was about to be in the upcoming performance and was quite confused. She also said that

I hope Jinran will play this role... Jinran looked at the time arranged by the crew and found that this time was very regrettably in conflict with the post-production time of "Spark of Fire". After weighing the pros and cons, he sent the email to Fang Yu to see how he should refuse, and when forwarding it to Fang Yu, he also sent the email to Xu Qianqian. Of course, there is no other meaning to do this, just to make a sarcasm, and to hint that she is not so shameless.

After doing everything, I felt refreshed and turned off the computer to take a shower and went to have a beauty sleep.

The next morning, the driver was waiting downstairs. When he got on the bus, he found that the agent was not there. After asking curiously, he realized that the guy had gotten up late. Now the driver took a detour to pick Jinran up and then took a detour to pick him up. Jinran was impressed by his agent's unemployed spirit. When the boarding time was still an hour before, they finally picked him up at Fang Yu's family, which was about to take 45 minutes away from the airport. When the agent was sitting in the car in a hurry, he sat in the car with his eyes closed and resting. He said expressionlessly: "If you miss the plane, you will be deducted your salary, and you won't explain."

Fang Yu: "I admit it!"

Jinran greeted the driver with satisfaction and drove quickly. When the car rushed out like an arrow, the young black-haired man sitting in the back row pulled down his blindfold, took out his mobile phone and surfed the Internet, looked at the battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law on Tianya, looked at the owner of a dog-raising dog on Weibo, and took a look at various entertainment marketing Weibo. Finally, he had nothing to read. He opened his email and took a look. He was surprised to find that Xu Qianqian actually replied to his forwarding email at three in the morning, with four words: What does it mean?

Jinran thought about it and replied: The player [Yuan Jinran] activated the [Damnation] skill, causing [10,000] attacks to you. You are seriously injured. Do you need to release your soul?

After replying, I turned off my phone and prepared to go to the airport to board the plane.

When I arrived at the airport, it was already the same time that I was burning. Because the plane was unexpectedly full, even the tickets that left the first class were separated. I took the ticket and prayed that the man sitting next to me would not be a snatcher, but hurried to the boarding gate. When I got on the plane, I found that the friend next to my seat had arrived. Fortunately, the man was not a snatcher, but unfortunately he was a red-haired snatcher.

"My skateboard shoes" were circulating in my mind, and my feet couldn't help but move towards my position on the beat. Jinran narrowed his eyes slightly and found that Mr. Shamat, who was wearing sunglasses, seemed to be closing his eyes to rest. When Jinran sat over, he seemed to be awakened and moved slightly, and took off his sunglasses, looking ready to open. Jinran, because public figures are always used to not conflicting with others, subconsciously said "sorry" in front, and as soon as he lowered his head, he looked at his amber-colored eyes.

Be cautious: "..."

Shamatt: "…"

He was wrongly blamed. He was not Shamatt, but was just a pure foreigner at all. And I thought about it and then I remembered that I had seen this beautiful face in the newspaper, which was the German boy Sid.

Yesterday, Jiang Chuan mentioned that he would participate in their costume drama performance, so I guess this is also going to H City to prepare to start the filming?

He sat down carefully, couldn't help but look at the other person a few more times, and then he felt that his so-called "familiar" seemed not what he imagined: he always felt that he had seen this face somewhere, not in newspapers or TV, but in real life.

………………But how could he meet Sid?

Reducing this doubt for a while, Jinran came back to his senses and found that Sid seemed to be looking at him, thinking that he would probably look up and see him in the future. Jinran smiled friendlyly at him - if it weren't for the language, he might have said hello or something, but because he couldn't speak German or Chinese, he still tried to smile and pull it down with ease. However, after he smiled, the other party stared at him for a while, and then said in a shocking voice: "Uncle, you are here too."

Be cautious: "..."

A cross veins jumped on his forehead. I really didn't expect anyone to be so capable. One sentence is six words and one sentence and step on two mines: First, he is only 24, 678 years old, although he is thirty, it is less than a sixteen-year-old boy called uncle, right?! Second, this is a plane. Is it okay to talk about taboos? What is the difference between saying "You are here too" and saying "Is this plane going to explode?"

Jinran's smile at the corner of his lips stiffened. He stood up and was thinking about changing seats with his agent. But at this moment, he heard Sid say, "I know what 'peeing' means."

Be cautious: "?"

Be cautious: "!"

Jinran's butt that had just been lifted fell back on the chair, and at the same time showed an expression of being kicked by a donkey: "You can actually speak Chinese - this is not the point later, you just said--"

"After I sent you back that night, I was driven away by the guy who lived with you. You didn't stop him from driving me away. I was angry because I didn't understand what 'peeing' meant, and didn't take you to the bathroom in time so I was angry? But at least I sent you home safely, and you didn't even say thank you to me. It's so ruthless."

The boy deserves to rely on his throat to make a living. Even if he speaks on weekdays, he is very good at speaking. He has the female unique to the teenager, but he has stabilized after the voice change period. It can be guessed that with such a good voice, he must have paid great attention to protecting his voice during the voice change period... I looked around and found that no one noticed him. He quickly sat down and leaned over and lowered his voice to ask the red-haired boy: "Is the person who was in the nightclub the night before yesterday?"

"yes."

……………… It’s really a big deal. Jinran’s lips twitched: “Why are people like you in such a place?”

"Funny." Sid was very concise and concise.

Well, young people of this age do like to play... The elderly people thought about it carefully, and felt that they had thought of something, so they asked again: "So the young man I saw singing on stage before is also you?"

At this moment, the young black-haired man subconsciously tilted his head and approached the boy who acted as a young man because of curiosity - but did not notice that his subconscious action made the latter's amber eyes shimmer slightly, as if he had seen something interesting. He chuckled and said irresponsible: "You said I sing well."

“…”

I cleared my throat awkwardly, thinking that I was drunk, but then I thought about it and didn't deny that it was not good for me to sing, but I seemed a little rude. Finally, I shut my mouth honestly as if I had suffered a loss.

"Do you know me?" Jinran asked curiously, "Why did he suddenly appear in front of me that day?"

He didn't think he was really famous to the point where he went abroad.

But unexpectedly, I saw the red-haired boy sitting beside him slightly narrowing his beautiful amber eyes and answering "I know" in a lazy and meaningful voice. Just when I was very surprised, I heard the other party add: "Your affairs are also in China, because they look like me."

Oh, that's the same as in China. For some time when Jin Ran was still a hamster, this German boy was in the sky. Chao was almost as famous as Yuan Jin Ran.

The simple answer was filled with bloody storms. Jin Ran was a little amused and laughed and cried, and he didn't expect that he would become famous overseas in this way one day. At this time, he didn't speak, and the boys around him also quieted down. It took them less than thirty seconds from the two to know each other. Although after the first long sentence, Sid answered concisely from beginning to end, they still "talk very happily" - of course this is the result of Jin Ran's efforts to "pee" the topic, because he really didn't want to mention a word for this matter, otherwise he would not guarantee that he would kill people to silence him with impulse... He never thought that this boy who was ill and sympathetic would be like this way. He thought about it again and thought about it, and decided to start a safe and relaxed new topic and said: "Do you don't like talking?"

"no."

"Then why do you always say short sentences?"

“It’s not good at Chinese.”

"The first one you said was—"

"Make a draft and memorize it for a long time."

"...I heard you are going to act in a costume drama this time."

"Um."

"If you are not good at Chinese, what should you do if your lines are? Later?"

"There are few lines, not late."

"Oh, this is your first acting, right? You should have been singing before?"

"Um."

"Are you nervous?"

"..." Sid raised his head and looked at the young black-haired man seriously. After a pause, he opened his thin lips lightly, "Nervous."

"Don't be nervous, just act whatever you like. I heard that your director has a good temper this time, and he should be more friendly and caring for international friends like you and take good care of-"

"I can't act, do you teach me?"

"ah?"

"OK?"

"..." Jinran didn't know why the conversation went deeper into such a strange level, but under the amber eyes of the boy beside him, he couldn't say the word "bad" no matter what, so after a few seconds, he could only nod in a bad manner and said, "Okay."

There is no way, sacrifice (…) for the warm and hospitality image of the people of the motherland.

At this time, the agent sitting in front of them seemed to hear the voice of the conversation. He turned his head to look at Jinran. Jinran noticed his gaze and raised his hand to make a gesture to him. Unexpectedly, at this time, the wash was curious and followed him to look over with his head, and used his beautiful big star face to give the agent a shocking look.

Fang Yu's trilogy of eye change is obvious—

First of all, I was shocked: it was Sid?

Then there was confusion: How could you look like you met Sid for a long time and have a good chat?

Finally, there is contempt: Jiang Chuan can't stay idle as soon as he leaves, he can hook up with others on the plane, and he is still a damn underage and beast.

Jinran rolled his eyes at his agent. The plane had taken off. When he turned his head again, he found that the red-haired boy sitting beside him had put on sunglasses and covered the blanket and his head was tilted to one side to fall asleep - he looked in need of rest. Jinran was embarrassed to continue disturbing him. He looked through the magazine for a while and took a rest. After a while, the plane arrived safely in H City. Before getting off the plane, Sid turned his head and looked at Jinran with such a very obedient look: "Can you see you again?"

Jinran was soft-hearted in an instant and replied with a smile: "I'll see you soon."

Sid nodded slowly, then put on sunglasses expressionlessly, and was taken away by his agent.

After Sid left, Fang Yu came over and without waiting for him to speak, Jingran said aside the series of things that happened that night - of course, the main plot of "peeing" was omitted. Jingran used a long time to describe how nice praise Sid sang on the spot to fill this gap. His enthusiasm made Fang Yu look at him with suspicion: "When will you appreciate the music?"

Jingran: "...I have always longed for, well, artistic."

Fang Yu became even more suspicious: "Why do I feel there is a hidden plot?"

Jingran: "No, where is there?!"

Unexpectedly, the agent's thinking was very distracted: "Yuan Jinran Xiansen, do you think you are very guilty? Before the wound on the corner of your lips that was bitten out of it, let's talk, the person who rolled over with you that night was actually not a sexy little cat, but a minor wild leopard, right?"

Jingran: "……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Mr. Agent: "Catch yourself? Don't do this, you're just a momentary mistake and no one wants to do it."

Jingran: "……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Mr. Agent: "Oh, what part? Or the part of the underage little wild leopard or the part where you are having a lot of chatting on the plane, your face is almost smiling like a chrysanthemum?"

Jingran: "I don't have the face and laugh like a chrysanthemum."

"Yes," said the agent for a while, "the sunflowers should be more appropriate, not only open, but also brilliant."

Be cautious: "..."

...

It was noon when they arrived at the film and television base.

The ground temperature in H City is much higher than that in G City. When he arrived at the hotel, he put his luggage and washed his face and changed into short-sleeved shorts. He walked on the flip-flops that were not very particular and joined in the fun with the agent - this made him feel a sense of entertainment back to the era of being a hamster back then.

When they found Jiang Chuan, the lively set on the crew - the TV series seemed to have decided to start tomorrow morning, and everyone was doing preparations. It is true that the atmosphere of each crew is different. The director of the costume drama filmed by Jiang Chuan is also well-known in the industry, with his surname Ding and known as Ding Pangpang - it is a completely opposite route to Jiang Luocheng's irritable person. This time the director is a fat man in his fifties. He has a good temper and talks a lot when filming. He often mixes with the crew and talks and laughs. He also likes to give opportunities to newcomers or some outdated old actors. He is known as Coach Anxi in the screenwriter industry.

Coach Anxi was also familiar with Jinran. When he saw him running over, he threw down the work he had on hand and came over. His eyes were filled with a crack: "Oh, Brother Ran, why are you here?"

A cruel person like Jiang Luocheng is actually quite disdainful of a director like Ding Pangpang, because he thinks that the director's kindness is cruelty to film funds; and Ding Pangpang cannot agree with Jiang Luocheng's educational philosophy, because he believes that everything needs "education of love", and scolding will only make the actors more nervous and perform worse and worse.

Both actually make sense.

Follow Jiang Luocheng to exercise work efficiency, and follow Ding Pangpang to find fun in work - Jiang Chuan just debuted and followed two crews with completely different styles. Fang Yu jokingly called this "Ice and Fire".

Jinran likes this director very much and is used to his route. Seeing him coming to say hello, he also smiled and said, "Do I want to kneel on the ground and say that Dada Ding knelt down and begged not to tease him?"

"Oh, you're so good at talking, what are you doing?" Ding Pangpang asked again, then turned around and saw Jiang Chuan walking towards them. At this time, Jiang Chuan had already put on makeup and put on the costumes in the play. It seemed that he was going to take several sets of scene photos to promote online. When he saw Jinran and the others coming, he greeted the staff and walked over. Ding Pangpang looked at the male supporting role he had chosen, and then he patted his stomach and remembered, "Oh, I'm here to take care of your Jiang Chuan. I almost forgot that you two are brothers--"

“That’s that’s that’s it.”

"How about it, do you want to play a supporting role? At that time, I can also use the 'friendly participation Yuan Jinran' to cheat some ratings-"
To be continued...