Chapter 9: The Little Fortune Butterfly (09)

The alarm clock at five o'clock in the morning woke Jian Yixin up, and the stars were as embarrassing as people.
Across the glass, the patter of autumn rain can be heard.
Jian Yixin sat up from the soft quilt, her sleep was still not gone, she took the phone to check the unread messages first.
According to the original setting, 09 has been maintaining the original social network through the Internet. Sometimes Jian Yixin is interested and will reply in person, but the situation is rare.
Only Song Pianji's family, Jian Yixin did not commission 09, all personally say hello in the morning and evening.
After asking the morning, Jian Yixin got up and got out of bed, then picked up the phone, and found that there was a Weibo page on the screen.
It is estimated to have touched by mistake.
Dadu opened, and Jian Yixin brushed his teeth and browsed the original Weibo.
The original resident lives abroad, and the domestic accounts have nothing, they are all old Weibo. The watch list is all about Shen Yu himself, his support clubs, and fans, who are very star fans.
Jian Yixin managed to get away with Shen Yu a series of concerns, and fond of the task object.
It was too early and the club’s buffet was not open yet, and another breakfast was delivered to the room.
Liu Lele manages the artist's Weibo account on a daily basis, and glances at the fan list by the way. Seeing a fan ID called "Mu Pianzhen" almost reminded her of her little sister Song Pianzhen.
She clicked in and saw that there was a picture of Song Pianzhen and her friend.
Hey, it's Song Pianzhen.
He is really a little clever ghost.
"Sister, morning, Kangkang, what I found, caught on the spot! [Weibo screenshot]"
Lin Qinglu ate the grass, casually opening news of Liu Lele.
When she saw the screenshot, she shook her hand and clicked, and half of the cherry tomatoes on the fork fell back into the salad bowl.
"Don't play with your mobile phone during meal time."
Lin Yinghou sternly educates the assistant and is the first to put the phone back on the table, taking the lead.
Really, breakfast is not meditation.
Isn't it just paying attention to my Weibo, what a big deal.
Lin Qinglu ate the sweet salad grass every time.
She should have paid attention long ago.
The film and television base is about an hour’s drive from N City. In the early morning, there are fewer people, and the speed is faster.
The rain has stopped and the air is still wet and cold.
As soon as I got out of the car, Director Zhao called from there and called Liu Lele:
"Lele, have you come back?"
"When it's there, let's go back to the crew to do modeling."
"Hey, I have come back." Director Zhao seemed to be discussing with someone, and it took a long time before he came back and said, "The morning schedule has been changed, and he also said that he will let you spend more time in N City. Rest awhile."
"How did you change it?" Liu Lele asked after Lin Qinglu's gaze gestured.
"Oh, Zi Xuan is asking for leave." After a pause, Director Zhao's voice became very low, "Xing Yao's season is here."
When Ji Jing appeared in the studio, Ye Zixuan was undoubtedly the one who surprised the most.
She seemed to see the prince's sudden appearance of Cinderella, with a look of surprise and admiration. Ji Jing was very helpful. He handed the rose held by the secretary to Ye Zixuan with a deep voice:
"I came to visit the class and work hard."
Ye Zixuan took it, blushing, her eyes sparkling: "Thank you, President."
Xing Yao is one of the investors. The president personally came to visit the class. The crew must entertain the funders, but Yu Bo was impatient with this and wandered away before eating breakfast.
Director Zhao couldn't help but brought a few people in charge of the crew to greet Ji Jing, which was enough for the show.
Ye Zixuan followed Ji Jing, her face radiant and triumphant like a star holding the moon.
She hugged a large bouquet of roses and looked around, only to find that everyone seemed to be lacking in interest.
Why is it so?
It was not like that when the man appeared yesterday.
Ji Jing is the president of Xing Yao! Do they understand?
Ye Zixuan was like a punctured balloon, a little discouraged, she couldn't tell whether it was for Ji Jing or her own anger.
Her eyes continued to wander, and she saw Shen Yu standing next to the camera.
Shen Yu was lonely, but his eyes were still so gentle.
Ye Zixuan pretended not to know, and smiled brightly at him.
Shen Yu was stunned, facing the woman he dreamed of, and the unmatched Ji Jing, he could do nothing but smile reluctantly.
The girl next to me twittering:
"This season's president? Why do you look handsome than yesterday's brother." The camera crew whispered.
"The face is almost too good, and the body proportion is not good." Strict comment from the clothing group.
Ji Jing looks like a male protagonist, with sword eyebrows and star eyes. Unfortunately, the crew was picked up by Song Zhe yesterday.
Moreover, Ye Zixuan is petite and fresh, and Song Pianzhen yesterday was more noble and mature, and the visual impact of the CP is different.
After knocking out the high match, look at the low match again, it's no surprise.
Knock Yan is stubborn, but you can gossip.
The ambiguous story that President Xing Yao and the second-line Xiaohua had to tell, what to say about the investigation team, is not to come to see Ye Zixuan.
Everyone knew everything well, so when Ye Zixuan left with Ji Jing, everyone was not very surprised.
Ye Zixuan put down the crew and followed Ji Jing without looking back, asking for leave for a whole day.
Shen Yu was left to shoot a separate scene, and in the afternoon it was his rivalry with Lin Qinglu.
Lin Qinglu took a long vacation for no reason, and didn't know what to do.
One autumn rain and one cold, but also refreshing, makes people sleepless.
The film and television base is not open to the outside world, so the shops are also particularly lazy. Except for early delivery, they all open after 9 o'clock.
Standing at the entrance of the street, Lin Yinghou rarely showed a dazed expression.
Jian Yixin couldn't help bending her lips, shook her phone and said, "It's rare to have time. Would you like to go to my friend's West Point House?"
"Does it open?" Liu Lele asked.
"Yeah." Jian Yixin said warmly. The boss has called, dare not to open the door.
When they stepped on the scattered leaves and walked to the street of West Point House, Lin Qinglu effortlessly smelled the faint buttery fragrance, which was especially gentle after the bleak autumn rain.
When the pastry chef in the shop looked up, he saw his boss and... Lin Qinglu? ? ?
The cake in his hand fell onto the plate with a squeak, and the tiramisu fell swayingly, splashing a lot of sweet crumbs.
"Lin...Lin--" The young pastry chef stammered, not knowing whether he was anxious or ashamed, his face blushed a little.
"It's Lin Qinglu." Liu Lele grinned and filled his back.
"Yes, yes." The West Point Master nodded hurriedly.
He is not a fan of Lin Qinglu, but this kind of thing is like when you suddenly look up and see a beauty that can only be seen in a movie in a certain morning.
This is not a matter of fans or fans, it is a normal person who has to be so excited!
The pastry chef blushed and his heart beat for a while, and when Jian Yixin started to choose cakes with a pastry tray, he remembered his boss.
"I'm coming." He hurriedly greeted him.
"I'll do it by myself. Go ahead." Jian Yixin glanced at him with a smile, and the pastry chef's face turned red again.
No way, the boss is also pretty.
But then he woke up and remembered what the boss had told him, only that they were friends.
Although I don’t know why, I have to do things with my salary. The pastry division stepped back a little, and continued to return to the counter behind the counter to set the plate casually.
Jian Yixin simply picked some cakes, and took Lin Qinglu and the others up to the second floor to the audio-visual room.
"Are you familiar with this place?" Lin Qinglu said, glanced at the pastry plate, there was no butterfly pastry.
"I have been here once or twice." Jian Yixin said generously.
The second floor was bought together, only for Jian Yixin. In addition to the bedroom, there is also a self-contained audio-visual room, which seemed to work well, but Jian Yixin did not move.
It won't last long anyway, it's not necessary.
Unexpectedly, it came in handy today.
"It hasn't officially opened yet, maybe the day after tomorrow." Jian Yixin explained.
In fact, after they came in, West Point House put up a small wooden sign to suspend business.
Liu Lele went out to answer the phone, and Jian Yixin began to pick a movie.
There are many discs left by the old master in the audio-visual room. Jian Yixin looked for it, and his eyes settled on "The Worship".
"Cult" is Lin Qinglu's first film in her debut, and she won an award in one fell swoop.
Many people predicted that Lin Qinglu would be the pinnacle if he could not escape.
Lin Qinglu later proved herself with facts, but from another perspective, this is also a high degree of affirmation of this film.
"Look at this?" Jian Yixin took the video disc and shook it towards Lin Qinglu.
The original has never seen this movie, she really wants to see it.
Lin Qinglu saw that it was her own movie, grabbed a pillow and hugged it, with a light tone:
"If you have nothing else you want to see, just look at this one."
She raised her chin proudly, hiding behind the pillow, and the cat's tail was quietly raised.
"Okay." Jian Yixin put the disc in neatly, then turned off the light, and the room darkened.
The opening of the movie began, and the screen on the projection cloth shone shadowy light in the room.
Jian Yixin took it seriously.
This movie tells the story of a little girl who lost her family for some reason and was taken care of by her father's friend as a daughter. The father's friend's house also has a slightly older daughter who is considered to be a sister.
The story revolves around a girl in high school. As for this "worship" theme, according to Jian Yixin's understanding, it should be the girl's pursuit and worship of her sister.
Because of this adoration, she followed the footsteps of her excellent sister, overcame contradictions, no longer lost her confusion, and became a better person.
Lin Qinglu was distracted when she watched, turning into a stunned Song Pian.
But Song Pianzhen watched the movie too seriously, she kept her eyes on.
Lin Qinglu looked at herself on the screen and couldn't help but compare secretly. Could it be that her previous self looked better?
Is she disabled?
The pastry chef came midway and brought the freshly baked butterfly pastry and lemonade.
While Liu Lele was caught, Lin Qinglu picked up a piece of hot, sweet butterfly cake and pretended to say casually:
"You asked him to do this?"
"Huh?" Xiao Wuli seemed to be delayed, and it took a long time before he responded, "Yes, you have a taste."
The tone is very casual, and there is a feeling of "you eat food obediently, don't disturb me watching movies".
Lin Qinglu:...
Humph!
She stared at herself, who was slightly green on the screen, and took a big bite of the butterfly cake.
Ye Zixuan followed Ji Jing into the city.
The two had lunch together in the revolving restaurant on the tallest building in the city (already reserved) equipped with the President’s text.
Ye Zixuan probably refined a lot of this presidential post in private, and she has quite some experience on how to be a successful presidential hostess.
She never mentions her career or asks Ji Jing's work. Apart from telling Ji Jing about their Samoyed, she asks if Ji Jing has encountered any interesting things.
When Ji Jing mentioned what he had seen and heard outside, Ye Zixuan held her chin, her eyes full of admiration: "Wow, Ji Jing, you are so amazing... it sounds great."
The gaze of the little woman worshipped Ji Jing very well, he said: "It's nothing, my life has always been like this."
"I'm just from an ordinary family. I'm very happy to hear you talk about what you see and hear."
"If you like it, we will be together next time." Ji Jingdan smiled, "You are now a well-known actress, don't be underestimated."
Ye Zixuan spit out her tongue: "In front of you, I am still Ye Zixuan, not a female star."
Ji Jing put down his knife and fork gracefully, and said, "I brought you a gift."
"Huh?" Ye Zixuan was overjoyed, and she blinked blindly on the surface.
"Extend your hand."
"What are you doing?" Ye Zixuan asked, but she reached out faster than anyone else.
To her surprise, the secretary did not suddenly appear to give a beautiful gift, but Ji Jing held his hand.
Ji Jing wouldn't say he wanted to give him to her, would he?
Although this gift is the best, but this method is too awkward
"I asked HY to add you to the spokesperson inspection queue." Ji Jing smiled, "Pay attention to the recent reviews. If it goes well, you can get HY's endorsement in the Asia-Pacific region."
HY? ?
Even if it was only an inspection place, Ye Zixuan was so dizzy by the gift, she almost didn't control her expression.
"Really?" Her voice trembled slightly, "I...I'm so happy."
"This is the best gift I have ever received. Ji Jing, you are so amazing, you have given me such a good resource..."
The spokesperson of HY in the Asia-Pacific region, this is the blue blood endorsement that Lin Qinglu doesn't have
Thinking of this, Ye Zixuan seemed to be pierced by a needle and became a little more sober.
Yes, Lin Qinglu doesn't have Blue Blood endorsement, and HY must know that too.
"...Who else is in the inspection queue?" Ye Zixuan asked with a bad premonition, pursing her lips.
Ji Jing frowned.
Xing Yao rarely cooperates with HY, and they don't know much about him.
On the contrary, because HY relied on the Song family, when communicating with him, he was alienated from the courtesy and just treated ordinary guests.
But how can she show her cowardice to her own woman.
Ji Jing said lightly: "Forgot to ask, turn around and ask Xiao Zhou to call and ask."
Ye Zixuan put aside her faint worries for the time being, and continued to hold up Ji Jing: "Ji Jing, you are so kind to me. I don't know what to do if there is no you in the future..."
Ji Jing smiled lightly, and the atmosphere between the two was too good.
At the end of the movie, it is fixed on the picture of the girl and sister.
The light gradually dimmed, and Jian Yixin let out a sigh of relief, and then gradually separated from the plot.
"Did you finish?" Suddenly, a faint question came from around.
"Yeah." Jian Yixin responded subconsciously.
She turned her head and looked at the girl who grew up in reality.
"Teacher Lin, you played her alive." Jian Yixin said, looking at Lin Qinglu intently.
The high school girl has slightly green eyebrows, her childishness is half off, revealing a full of bud-like amorous feelings, the moment she is about to bloom, she is frozen in the movie.
There are cubs' well-behaved skin, but their eyes are beginning to show sharpness. From time to time, it is childish and cute, but also has a sassy style.
"What are you not yours, I am very old now?" Lin Qinglu didn't answer the question, his tone was low, mixed with dissatisfaction.
Jian Yixin was a little confused, but immediately denied: "No, how could it be."
Lin Qinglu now is lazy and charming, but his eyebrows are heroic. Jian Yixin still remembers that when under the light, her pupils were reddish-brown, revealing a strange charm.
She does the same action, and there is always a style that no one else does. It can be seen when playing Zhao Niang.
"Then call my name." Seeing that her attitude was still sincere, Lin Qinglu gave in compassionately.
Whatever you call Liu Lele, you are called by name, but you call yourself Teacher Lin.
"Can you?" Jian Yixin picked up the lemonade and drank it, and gradually got away from the after-rhyme of the film. It was Song Pianzhen who was serious about the task and had a good relationship with Lin Qinglu.
"Why not?"
"Okay, Qinglu." Jian Yixin said softly.
In this audio-visual room that has not turned on the light, the soft voice, the gentle indulgence, and even the fingertips that fit the glass, all have a sense of silkiness.
Lin Qinglu's fingertips gently hooked the tassel of the pillow, and her spine shuddered.
She did not speak.
But Jian Yixin was thinking, does this closeness have anything to do with the dinner last night?
It seems that the banknote capability is indeed useful? After meeting Song Zhe, the mission goal became closer to him.
No matter what, it's a good thing.
Jian Yixin didn't think about it anymore, turned to look at the few butterfly cakes left, and couldn't help but smile: "Is Lele leaving you alone?"
"She has watched this movie, and she went in to watch the screen and went back to the hotel." Lin Qinglu's throat was muted and low.
So, the two of them watched the movie together.
But Song Pianzhen, she really watched the movie.
It stands to reason that Song Pianzhen was so intently watching her own movies, never bowed her head to play with her mobile phone, did not eat snacks, did not chat, the movie watching process was civilized and polite, Lin Qinglu should be very pleased.
Why is she not so happy?
Lin Qinglu frowned and thought, but when she first thought, she was interrupted.
"Then thank Qinglu for staying with me to finish watching it."
"Huh?" Lin Qinglu looked up.
Jian Yixin explained patiently:
"Look, Lele just watched it and went back. You are the lead actor, and no one is more familiar with the plot than you."
"You accompany me to the end, and you didn't leave me alone."
After hearing so much, until the last sentence, Lin Qinglu felt that Xiao Wudi's voice was extremely gentle.
Especially the last sentence-
She wanted to refute, how could she leave you here alone.
But this is a strange thing to say.
It seems to be overly intimate, crossing a certain fuzzy boundary.
"I just want to eat butterfly cakes." Finally, Lin Qinglu said with a whisper.
"Ah, is that so."
"Yes." Lin Qinglu calmly said.
"Then we will finish the last bit, don't let Lele know."
Song Pianzhen's voice was brisk, as if he didn't mean to be lost at all.
On the contrary, there was an inexplicable loss in my heart.
Lin Qinglu took the butterfly cake that Xiao Wu handed over, and carefully avoided her fingers as she moved.
unknown reason.
When Ye Zixuan came back, there seemed to be something different about her.
If she insisted on describing it, her whole body was brightened up, the gloom that had been suppressed by Lin Qinglu for a long time, was washed away by her prince.
Ye Zixuan treats people more friendly, Jian Yixin looks on the sidelines, but feels that the affinity reveals a sense of superiority, like charity.
The West Point House of the film and television base officially opened.
Although the pastry chef loves to blush, but the craftsmanship has nothing to say. In addition, the Song family did not seek profit at all, and the prices were arbitrarily marked. The small cakes that could not be sold on that day were even more on sale. They almost shouted "three for ten yuan", and the pastry craze in the base was immediately set off.
The second floor of West Point House is never open to the public. Jane Yixin occasionally watches a movie by herself, starring Lin Qinglu.
She found out that the sentence she praised Qinglu had acted alive, it was like nonsense.
It seems to be exaggerating the sixth grade elementary school students, "You can memorize the multiplication formula table, it's amazing." This is dull.
The more she saw, the more she understood Lin Qinglu's strength.
But for Jian Yixin's selfishness, Lin Qinglu in the movie "Adoration" left her the deepest impression.
That role is the most vivid.
Lin Qinglu became more familiar with her.
The whole crew knows that the dancer's face value is really good. Not only did he succeed in attracting the director's Maybach guests with his face value, but also because of this, he became friendly with the actress.
Jian Yixin doesn't know if anyone has made malicious speculations about this, she doesn't care about it.
All she cares about is Lin Qinglu, her mission goal.
Counting it all, Lin Qinglu's agent should have also appeared, with the gift he gave Lin Qinglu.
Think about it, for Lin Qinglu, it is also an unexpected joy.
I have to say that Jian Yixin has some expectations.
Looking forward to Lin Qinglu, standing higher and higher.
I also expect Lin Qinglu to like it.
The author has something to say:
When the West Pointer looked up and saw Lin Qinglu, it was probably the mood I had when I came across Wang Zuxian on the road.
Lin Yinghou: Song Pianju, you really are watching a movie!