Everyone packed up their things and rushed back. The deputy director booked a hotel by the beach and waited for the staff in the mountains to get back, and the final banquet would start.

The bus that came to pick up the actors was parked on the main road one kilometer away. The mountain road was rugged and it was hard to drive in. Everyone needed to walk for a while before taking the bus.

Yan Meng brought not much luggage, so he packed it up and set off with Xiao Miao. The weather was cool in the morning and the air was fresh. Everyone walked on the mountain road to watch the scenery and chat, and their mood became lighter because the whole drama was completed.

After getting on the bus, Chi Chen and several other starring actors had already settled down, leaving an empty seat next to him, which was obviously left for Yan Meng.

But Yan Meng didn't plan to sit with him, and walked to the last row and picked a seat by the window to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, the theater teacher in the front row turned around and asked her: "Yan Meng, what's wrong with your neck?"

Yan Meng: "..."

She could not count how many staff members asked about her "mosquito bag" along the way. She obviously covered her neck with liquid foundation before leaving, but the red marks were still obvious.

She explained over and over again that it was bitten by mosquitoes in the mountains, and she didn't believe it after that. If it wasn't for the summer now, she would have wished to have a thick scarf around her neck so that the mosquito bag would disappear from everyone's sight forever.

She took out her cell phone and sent a message to the "poisonous mosquito": It's all your fault.

In the front row, Chi Chen was chatting with an old senior about the scenery in this area. When he saw his cell phone, he bent his mouth and replied: Yes, it’s all my fault.

She glared at Chi Chen quietly, put away her cell phone, and pretended to go to bed.

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when the car drove to the city. It was a long time since the car was hungry.

The final banquet was held in a huge momentum. The hotel booked by the deputy director was in a famous local tourist area, a five-star hotel, close to the coast, with beautiful scenery. After eating, you can still go down to relax and relax. Just take a vacation.

Yian never treats everyone badly in this regard. He works hard when working, and he still needs to reward him when he deserves it.

When the actors who went to the mountains came back, the final banquet began. The investor's bosses came, and Mr. Fu from Yian Film and Television, who failed to show up when the filming was started, also flew over from Beijing.

Several leading actors and investors sat at the main table. Mr. Fu and Director He took turns to come on stage to express their gratitude and wish "Fondness" a good result to be achieved on the airing.

The final banquet was inevitable to drink. Everyone spent several months together in the crew and had feelings for each other. After drinking one round after another, everyone was a little drunk.

Yan Meng also drank a few glasses of wine. The condition was not high and she couldn't get drunk. She just blushed slightly.

After drinking, Yan Meng was pulled by the drunk Fu Xin and saw Chi Chen being called by Mr. Fu from afar. The two of them stood in front of the window with their glasses for a while, not knowing what they were talking about.

The closing banquet started late, and everyone was having a good chat, took a group photo, and drank until the evening before the show ended.

Mr. Fu and Chi Chen were still talking about something. Before Yan Meng could pass, she sat on the swing in the rest area and waited slowly for him.

Outside the window, the dusk was setting, the sun hid in the sea level, and the sky turned from blue to red. The waves hit the golden beach one by one, and there were several young people in swimsuits surfing in the distance, and they could be heard faintly.

Yan Meng stood up and pushed the window open. The cool sea breeze blew on her face, and she was indescribable.

She sat back on the swing, swaying slowly, leaning her head against the rope, thinking that she would stay peacefully all night like this, which seemed good.

After Chi Chen sent Mr. Fu back to the hotel, there were no one left in the banquet hall, and only a few drunken dramas were still playing tricks.

He took out his cell phone and called Yan Meng. After a few sounds, he heard the phone ringing sound from afar. He followed the sound and looked over. When he saw Yan Meng, he was searching for his cell phone everywhere. When he saw his call, he smiled happily.

"Hello?"

"Hey, where?" he answered, his voice low and magnetic.

"Watch the sea on the swing here, are you done?"

"Um."

Chi Chen walked over slowly, bent down, and gently hugged her from behind.

Yan Meng turned her head slightly, and the tip of her ear rubbed against his short hair, and the burrs were thorny. She smiled: "Are you going back?"

Chi Chen raised his head and looked at it from this angle. The scenery below was indeed good. No wonder she sat here for so long. He asked, "Do you want to go down and have fun?"

Yan Meng showed a little expectation, "Is that OK?"

Chi Chen took care of her long hair that was blown by the sea breeze for her, "Of course, we haven't had a good date yet."

He pulled Yan Meng up from the swing, and next to it was the elevator downstairs, and they pressed the first floor.

There is a clothing store in the lobby of the hotel, which sells swimsuits and beach hats. When Yan Meng came here in the afternoon, she fell in love with a bohemian long skirt. Compared to the jeans she is wearing now, the big skirt that flutters in the wind is more suitable for the sea and beach.

Yan Meng refused Chi Chen's proposal to accompany her to buy clothes, and asked him to wait for her on the sofa in the hall, so that it would not be easily discovered.

It is extremely time-consuming for women to shop. When Yan Meng bought her outfit and came out of the store, it was completely dark outside.

She wore a light blue suspender skirt, revealing her slender arms and white neck, wearing a beach hat on her head, and the shoes she wore on her hiking road were also replaced with beach flip-flops.

She walked over and hugged Chi Chen's arm, "Does it look good?"

Chi Chen took over the old clothes he had wrapped in his hand and buttoned his cap, with his eyes full of pampering: "It looks good."

Yan Meng smiled sweeter, held his hand, and linked his fingers. The two of them slowly walked on the quiet beach, the dark blue sea was deeper than the sky. Occasionally, a few laughing tourists passed by. It was too dark, and she wore a beach hat with a wide brim that they could not see her face.

Her feet were deep and shallow on the beach, and the broken shells slipped into the slippers, making her feel a little painful. Yan Meng simply took off her shoes, carried the slippers in her hands, and stepped into the soft sand barefoot. The waves rushed over and wet the corners of her skirt. She became interested and stepped into the sea again.

Chi Chen held her hand tightly, afraid that she would fall, and reminded her warmly: "Be careful of catching a cold."

Yan Meng held her feet and found a conch in the waves she hit. She bent down and picked it up, pressed it to her ears, and there was the sound of the sea breeze.

She pressed against Chi Chen's ear again, "Listen, what is it talking about?"

Chi Chen listened carefully and said, "I'm saying I love you."

Yan Meng blushed, took her hand back and continued to walk forward, and breathed a deep breath as if she was joking: "So my idol is so good at flirting with girls, why didn't you notice it before?"

Chi Chen hugged her waist, "No, he just will flirt with you."

"So good at talking?" Yan Meng stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of his mouth, pursed her lips and tasted it, "It's indeed sweet."

Chi Chen curled his lips, "It could be sweeter." He leaned over and kissed her lips, blocked by her fingers, and only tasted the saltiness of the sea water and the fine gravel on her hands.

He smiled brightly, let go of her and continued to move forward.

Yan Meng stepped on the sea water and asked, "By the way, what did you talk to Mr. Fu just now? Why did you talk for so long?"

Chi Chen replied indifferently: "That's the matter with this drama. He said he had signed a TV station and would be released during the summer vacation, but the song has not been decided at present."

Yan Meng narrowed her eyes, "So he wants to invite you to sing?"

Chi Chen nodded: "He hoped I would like to record the opening song, and asked me if there is any singer I am more optimistic about, so I can recommend it to him."

"Who did you recommend?" Yan Meng asked.

"Chu Han."

Yan Meng happily hugged his neck, "You are so good! You need such an opportunity."

The ending song of the TV series is very popular, especially for big IPs like "Fondness", which will definitely become popular. Chu Han's strength is obvious to everyone. Since signing the company, she is also preparing to release a record, but to push her to another level, it still needs help.

Singing a TV series is undoubtedly a good opportunity. It can increase its popularity in a short period of time and strengthen good resources like Yi'an.

Yan Meng took out her cell phone and wanted to call Chu Han, "I'll tell her this good news now."

Chi Chen held his hand down, "No hurry, when we go back and invite them to dinner, I have one more thing to tell you."

Yan Meng was puzzled: "What?"

Chi Chen held her hand and continued walking forward, "Do you still remember the song I played for you at Baby House?"

Yan Meng recalled carefully, "I remember, I thought you would publish on the new album, but not."

"Well, because there are no words."

Yan Meng asked: "What about now?"

Chi Chen pinched her nose: "You are now there. How about you write the lyrics?"

Yan Meng was slightly surprised and pointed at herself, "Me?"

Chi Chen took down her little hand, "You are not only responsible for writing lyrics, but also for singing with me. This was originally a love song between men and women."

Yan Meng opened her eyes widened, "You were planning to do that at that time?"

Chi Chen nodded, "Yes."

Yan Meng snorted lightly and laughed: "As long as you are not afraid of me being out of tune, I will dare to sing."

The sea breeze made the hem of the skirt fly, rubbing against Chi Chen's instep from time to time, neither light nor heavy, making him itchy. He rubbed Yan Meng's long flowing hair, "With me here, I won't let you go out of tune."

The flight back to Beijing was scheduled in the morning. Xiao Miao came to help Yan Meng pack her luggage early in the morning. When she came, she brought a lot of things, and when she returned, the box couldn't be loaded.

The crew sent a car to take the actors to the airport one by one.

Last night, the official blog posted a photo of the final filming, and the news that Yan Meng and Chi Chen were going back to Beijing became a public itinerary.

There are more fans coming to the airport to take off the plane than when they came, and there are so many people. Fortunately, they are in order.

This time, Yan Meng did not deliberately distance herself from Chi Chen. Everyone knew that they were on the same flight, so they deliberately avoided it and seemed that there was no silver here.

After saying hello to the fans, Yan Meng received a lot of letters. The letters could be left on the plane and read them slowly. She sat in the waiting room and opened her two Weibo accounts to read.

After not reading for a long time, the news piled up again. On the author's account, readers were begging for the extras, asking her that the TV series had been filmed and when will the extras of Jiang Che and Song Jin be released after marriage?

Yan Meng scratched her head, maybe she had to be more diligent recently.

On the artist’s account, a piece of lemon powder is urging you to take a selfie: - Daughter, when will you open for business? Mom misses you!

——I haven’t posted a selfie since I joined the crew, and we have been waiting for the flowers to fade.

——Poor, we lemon fans can only silently look at your back in the selfies of other actors.
To be continued...