Chapter 31: The Little Fortune Butterfly (31)

After meeting with Ms. Chen, Jian Yixin continued to devote himself to his career.
One part is Yuehui's affairs, and the other is full power around Lin Qinglu.
"Starry Sky Above Head" passed the review and was successfully launched on overseas platforms.
Lin Qinglu is a household name in China. It is not an exaggeration to say that when you see Lin Qinglu when you grow up, you can say "I grew up watching your movie", so the market is close to saturation. The brush progress is not good.
The overseas market is extremely vast. The release of variety shows has a more obvious effect on Lin Qinglu's reputation. After all, Lin Qinglu is not without foundation overseas. With a foundation, a small show-face bonus is enough to increase his favor.
Following this line of thinking, Jian Yixin placed a large number of advertising spots for Lin Qinglu overseas. The commercials that Lin Qinglu shot for HY and the endorsement for Chen were all used by Jian Yixin to spend a lot of money to increase exposure. .
It can only be said that fortunately, Lin Qinglu was in the filming crew and didn't show up in Yuehui Company very much. Otherwise, other artists would be jealous when seeing her.
After meeting with Ms. Chen, Lin Qinglu never left the crew.
In the process of acting, leave the crew, although the director will not say anything, but the actor's own state, including the understanding and immersion of the role, still has a slight impact.
Lin Qinglu wants to interpret each drama to the extreme.
In the past, this was her own pursuit. Later, there was a special audience.
This "Sound of Nature" is a sci-fi blockbuster. Liu Han puts a lot of effort into the female admiral Fiona. Fiona's mentality has changed several times in the plot, and Lin Qinglu needs to try it out, and he cannot be rash.
Lin Qinglu has been a workaholic for many years. Once he distinguished his current priority, he devoted himself to the movie before him.
Seeing Lin Qinglu's return to his career, Luo Chun didn't leave the script, and his faint worries gradually dissipated.
Before Lin Yinghou was fascinated by President Song, she couldn't sleep well at night. For fear that she would come together in the morning, she would see Lin Yinghou resting on courtship.
After she talked to Ji Liu, she also received a string of chicken soup for the soul, "Women with careers are the most beautiful", "If you are in full bloom, the breeze comes from you", let her prepare for emergencies.
Luo Chun felt that Ji Liu was pure nonsense, but thinking of Lin Yinghou's Yazi, his subordinates uncontrollably collected all the links.
Now Luo Chun is relieved, Lin Qinglu treats work as usual. She took out her mobile phone and was about to delete all the WeChat posts in her favorites.
Liu Lele came over: "Sister Luo, Sister Qinglu asked me to come over and ask, have the clothes for the party after the birthday party been ironed?"
"..."
"The birthday party is half a month away."
Luo Chun slapped his hand to delete the link, hating that iron can't become a steel track, "Moreover—Is it still wrinkled after ironing it now? Even if Lin Qinglu is fainted by President Song, you also fainted?"
"Huh."
However, clothing is indeed a very important part of the birthday party.
Lin Qinglu's birthday party was fully utilized on the premise of soliciting Lin Qinglu.
At the small gathering, all the people in the circle attended, the men only had a few good directors and middle-aged actors, and the others were actresses in the circle.
Therefore, the theme of the small gathering gave way to the promotion of "Zhao Niang". Lin Qinglu wore the cheongsam in the play and customized cheongsam for other actresses.
And Mr. Song, because of someone’s selfish intentions, gave Zhao Niang the cheongsam before dancing, and of course he slogans for the movie.
Mr. Song could fully understand the commercial nature of the activity and agreed.
It should be said that Mr. Song has always been asking for Lin Yinghou and his team, and he can't do so.
Under Luo Chun's busy schedule, the birthday party came quickly.
Before the birthday party, the temperature dropped sharply and it snowed.
When their flight landed, the snow had melted away, leaving behind an increasingly cold and empty world.
Lin Qinglu came to the Performing Arts Center wearing her little woolen jacket. Fortunately, Luo Chun thought well and chose the performance center indoors. Otherwise, the wind would hurt her face in the winter.
Outside the Performing Arts Center, ticket checking has already begun. The venue is undergoing final layout and inspection. The scene is full of ribbons and balloons. Except for the basic layout, all fans support it.
Fan support clubs from various cities showed their talents and made support flower walls for Lin Qinglu. Most of the scenes in the play were reproduced. The scene even removed a flower arch to put down so many support flower walls.
Fans who failed to come to the scene all flocked to the Polar Bear platform to watch the live broadcast. The camera walks all the way in from the entrance of the Performing Arts Center.
The camera keeps advancing, Jiaoyan's flowers and familiar scenes in the play are dizzying.
Tulips, hydrangea, delphinium, asparagus, winter plum, phalaenopsis...
The campus canteen in "The Worship", the dreamy world filled with white roses in "Lang Lang", the small courtyard of blue brick and black tiles in "De Feng"...
"Everyone's support is awesome"
"The beautiful flower road that can't be seen at all, crying excitedly"
"It seems like the scene of the great appraisal of the spiritual civilization of major cities' support clubs"
"Ohh ohh I want to spend my life sister go way !!!"
...
The cold wind outside, the fragrance of flowers in the performing arts center, warm and moving.
The fans who came in were all excited, and they went around and took photos in front of the flowered walls. They were excited and suddenly smelled a faint sweetness.
Looking at the exhibition, it turned out that waiters in suits and leather shoes launched a dining cart, and placed four long tables of pastries on the pastry counters on both sides of the promenade.
The pastry table is beautifully decorated, the tablecloth is pure white, the pastries are quietly lying in a small bamboo basket, hot and cold drinks are available, and the white porcelain and gold tableware is at your disposal.
Looking closer, they are all Lin Qinglu's favorite butterfly cakes, which can be eaten by fans outside the performance area.
"????? Which city's support club is so capable"
"?? We called the Performing Arts Center before in M ​​City. They said that food is forbidden inside, otherwise we would like to send butterfly cakes directly!"
"Is Lin Qinglu the same butterfly cake, I'm sour"
"Is anyone purchasing? #Humble"
"It's great to like my sister, my sister is too fond of my fans#cry"
In order to see idols early, many of the fans at the scene blew the cold wind for two or three hours outside, without eating or drinking, and they insisted on their love.
After walking into the performing arts center, the excitement and joy of seeing idols covered the hunger.
At this time, the fragrant, sweet, crispy and crispy butterfly cake was eaten in my mouth, and I drank the hot and cold beverages, only to find that my stomach was empty, and I was too hungry.
As fans posted the feeling of being spoiled by idols with live pictures on the Internet, other people’s fans became sour
See how happy Lin Qinglu's fans are!
The benefits of this wave of public opinion to Lin Qinglu are self-evident.
At the backstage, Lin Qinglu was still making final preparations. The phone vibrated for a while. She opened it and saw that it was Song Pianzhen's news.
They often chat, except for each other's work time. Even at work, the chat seems to have not been interrupted, the difference is only the length of the reply interval.
After Song Pianzhen responded to her previous words, she said:
"I gave you some food."
food?
The door of the lounge was pushed open, and Luo Chun came in with a dish of Butterfly Cake:
"We came back in a hurry, the birthday party didn't take care of it, Song Zongquan packed it up for us."
Luo Chun put the dinner plate in front of Lin Qinglu and said something outside: "Thanks to Mr. Song, you are now a pet fan idol."
This is Lin Qinglu's favorite fan, obviously an artist under the domineering president's favorite.
In front of the staff in the full house, Lin Qinglu didn't show her face, and made a faint hum.
She picked up a piece of butterfly pastry, the butterfly wings were light and sweet, and before the upper lip makeup, she gently bit it down.
The rich scent of milk exploded between her lips and teeth, and she squinted comfortably, like a cat in the winter sun.
It was furry when the sun hits, and it was warm all over.
You can see her in a few hours.
Because there are themes and live broadcasts, even if it's just a small gathering of birthday stars, those who appear on the scene have to clean up in the background.
Backstage.
What about Ji Liu Zheng's own water red silk cheongsam:
"I knew I had not falsely reported my height, so how come I feel a little longer."
Xu Weiwei next to her was dressed in a water-blue cheongsam, with air bangs, pure and moving, she said cozyly:
"You have been sitting until then, no one can tell."
Ji Liu was even more sad: "I even falsely reported my waist circumference, will I be seen if I sit down?"
She successfully amused all the people in the room, and laughter flew around the room until the door was opened and a figure appeared.
At night, no matter how bright the lights are, people always feel that they are not clear enough.
When she appeared, people seemed to look up and see a tuberose, and when she walked around, it swayed like a flower branch, graceful and fragrant, and elegant and noble.
Her eyes are like autumn water, with a smile on her lips, dressed in a professional dress, her back is straight, revealing the light and prestige that has been in a high position for a long time.
The background was silent for a moment.
Xu Weiwei was the first to stand up and say hello: "Mr Song."
The surprise in Ji Liu's eyes has not disappeared.
The last time I saw Song Pianzhen, she had changed into a costume, and she saw that it was more of a woman's grace.
The second time I saw it, the intellectual beauty of this daily outfit was becoming more and more sultry, and people couldn't help thinking about Kangkang
Stop it, can't think about it, my friend's wife!
Ji Liu covered his mouth in his heart, stood up and said hello: "Mr. Song, I'm seeing you again."
The room was full of people who knew or didn't know, they all asked okay, and I didn't know if it was confused by beauty or was taken by the air.
Song Pianyu had come to attend a small gathering, but he seemed to have come to inspect.
"Good evening everyone." She nodded back.
After a brief chat, Jian Yixin went back and put on his cheongsam.
This is the cheongsam worn by the movie heroine on the eve of the climax of the whole movie. It is made of a very low-yield heavy satin scented cloud yarn. It is made of dark green jacquard with butterfly buckles.
The color of the fragrant cloud yarn is too dark, and the color must be large, otherwise it will be small. Temperament is the most important, if people with bad temperament come to wear it, 80% will look old and tacky.
But it is no longer suitable for Jian Yixin.
The first birthday party ended smoothly. Lin Qinglu returned to the backstage and saw Jian Yixin come out after changing her cheongsam.
The dark green cloth was wrapped in a bumpy figure without a trace of wrinkles. The waistline slipped like water, and the thin waist was outlined by the fabric.
The shoulders are round and delicate, and attached to the forearms underneath, while walking, under the slightly split cheongsam, surplus calves and delicate ankles are looming.
She didn't see herself, her hair was gathered, and her head slightly lowered, two strands of broken hair hanging down the slender swan neck.
She sat down on the chair from the side.
Between the swing of the waist and the hips, the soft and close-fitting cheongsam stroked her and flowed down, bending out a seductive outline.
Lin Qinglu's throat rolled secretly, her eyes were hot, covering her sight.
Jian Yixin saw Lin Qinglu not far away from the mirror, startled, and said with a smile:
"Are you back? Happy birthday."
"Thank you." Lin Qinglu walked behind her, holding the back of the chair behind her with her hand, bending slightly, the two people's eyes converged in the mirror.
Lin Qinglu's voice was low and muted, "It's very beautiful."
In fact, Jian Yixin didn't wear this cheongsam. She only did that dance, which was worn by Lin Qinglu in the scene before the dance.
Jian Yixin can imagine: "It will definitely look better on you."
After all, Lin Qinglu is the real heroine.
Lin Qinglu smiled slightly and stood up without answering.
How can it be the same.
When she wears it, she doesn't want to tear this dress.
As the protagonist of the birthday party, Lin Qinglu wore a black tulle cheongsam.
The black color magnifies her confidence and pride, her red lips are slightly upturned, her eyelashes are thick, her eyes gleaming, her charming amorous feelings dominate her eyes and become the focus.
The neckline is black silk, faintly revealing the color of the skin, like a white plum hidden in the dark night, only the fragrance can be found.
But frightened by Lin Qinglu's powerful aura, it made people daunting, leaving only his eyes full of surprise and yearning.
Ji Liu held Xu Weiwei with a serious face: "Sister, listen to your sister's words, please stay away from them."
"what?"
Because the same frame will die miserably.
Will be abused as a dog.
With Ji Liu's extremely unanticipated, the gathering was held in the private theater as scheduled.
More people flooded into the live broadcast room. In Lin Yinghou's small gathering, stars gathered and fans from all walks of life came to Kang Aidou.
Cheongsam can best reflect women's affection and figure, especially when they are dressed in cheongsam and walked arm in arm in the camera.
The hem of the cheongsam swayed like water waves, and they were demon with enchanting posture and stepping on the water.
Light blue, water red, dark green, dark black.
Fresh, charming, graceful and splendid.
"I'm dead and alive without saving"
"I want it all!!!"
"Lin Xu Lin Ji Lin Song! Lin all party carnival!!"
"All what, all don't all, Lin Qinglu, you don't obey women's way!" Chen Lu was very angry, forwarded and dissed Lin Qinglu.
She has her own flawless cousin, how can she still be out with others all!
"9494! Lin Qinglu, you don't guard T morality!"
"Lulu is right, it depends on the position of Lin Song Shengli, okay?"
"Woo, we have to rely on Lulu to carry Lin Song Daqi"
Chen Lu angrily said: "How many times have I said that I won't knock Lin Song!"
"Then knock us Lin Ji?" someone at the wall next door asked.
Chen Lu replied in seconds: "No."
"Tsk, it's not Lin Songfen, she is arrogant and upright."
"..."
Chen Lu uninstalled Weibo for the 59th time.
The interior of the theater has been arranged, quite the flavor of the Republic of China.
The antique record player, the ebony candy box contains candied dates and melon seeds, and the fragrant slices are already in the tea cup.
The velvet upholstered sofa is two long and two short. There is a floor-to-ceiling bat screen next to it, a few mahogany seats scattered around, a table of eight immortals, and blue and white porcelain on the surrounding shelves.
The men wore suits, even the crew uniforms ingeniously. Wrapped in a cheongsam, the woman tilted to the sofa, the platinum diamond bracelet on her hand and the various gemstones on her body shone.
Lin Qinglu took Jian Yixin and took a seat on one of the sofas. From the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Ji Liu holding Xu Weiwei's arm, sitting far away from them, thinking that her good sister was clearing the place for herself.
She retracted her mind, picked up a tea cup, lifted the lid, and the hot air rushed out with the fragrance.
Lin Qinglu handed the fragrant slice to Jian Yixin, with a smile in her voice:
"Do you smell, smell?"
Jian Yixin moved her nose, sniffed, and nodded.
She thought that Lin Qinglu was for herself, and as soon as she was about to reach out to pick it up, she saw Lin Qinglu turn her wrist, bowed her head and sipped twice, taking care of herself.
When I raised my head again, it seemed as if the squishy light in my eyes had been divided by my lips. The lips were stained with fascinating water, and my eyes looked like a hook hidden, and he smiled and said:
"It's really fragrant."
Flicked by those eyes, Jane lost his senses, and did not answer for a moment.
I always feel that Lin Qinglu tonight...different?
Therefore, when Lin Qinglu handed the candied dates with a toothpick, Jian Yixin thought she was still only asking a question, but did not want the candied dates to be handed to her lips.
The crystal-clear sugar threads are stuck together, if there is nothing.
At this time, Jian Yixin had to react.
But at this time it was useless to understand, the dates were already on her lips, she had to reach out and take it: "I will do it myself."
The toothpicks are so short that two beautiful hands with joints have to touch each other.
When Jian Yixin took the toothpick with the candied dates in his hand, there seemed to be another person's greasiness on his side.
She ate the candied dates, and it was really sweet and full of honey.
Then, the staff began to play the pre-edited movie clips, including a trailer of Zhao Niang, which will be released together.
When watching the movie, the lights should be turned off, and the video content will be played synchronously in the live room until the editing starts, and the barrage still discusses the previous matter as if there is a delay:
"Ah ah ah ah ah, what is Lin Qinglu doing? I'm so excited, please don't stop."
"Although I don't eat lilies, the scene just now is really amazing. QAQ Who doesn't like watching two beautiful sisters mess up?"
"Lin Qinglu is seduce Song Pianzhen!! I recorded the screen and I have evidence!!"
"Lin Qinglu, you just greet her body!"
...
The barrage is like a groundhog gathering place, and in a dark private theater, only the sound of the video is ringing.
Because they wanted to give Lin Ying's back, no one played fish with mobile phones. It is estimated that those who slept secretly were too embarrassed to snor.
Perhaps the most inattentive audience at the scene was Lin Yinghou himself.
The two were close together, and in the dimness, Lin Yinghou reached out and went to hook Song Pianju's hand on the sofa.
Without squinting her eyes, her subordinates smoothly touched the back of the other's hand, and when she was about to hold it, she was avoided without a trace.
Why not give it a grip? Are you teasing yourself?
Doubts surfaced in Lin Yinghou's eyes, and then he made persistent efforts, chasing after him, and successfully captured Song Pianju's hand.
The corners of her lips curled up and pressed down quickly.
Song Pianju's hand was warm and soft, and when she squeezed it tightly, the joint was in her palm. Lin Yinghou was satisfied for an instant, but Song Pianju's figure appeared in her mind, and she was not satisfied.
But it must be done step by step.
Lin Qinglu thought for a while, leaned to Song Pianxiao's ear, and said with an aura:
"Don't be afraid, they can't see it."
This is nonsense. But if there is nonsense to say, there is reason to be very close to Song Pianzhen.
She heard Song Pianxu's low mutter and didn't say much.
Lin Yinghou leaned forward, and after speaking, stayed by her for two breaths, got a response, and got up and left contentedly.
Suddenly, there was a low call from Ji Liu, and Jian Yixin tilted his head to look.
The movements of the two took place at the same time, and Jian Yixin's lips slanted across Lin Qinglu's cheek.
Very light, like swan feathers falling into the water, and like peach petals falling to the ground, soft and light, with a faint fragrance.
There was no sound in Ji Liu, and the viewing room was quiet and dark.
Lin Yinghou's heartbeat was messed up.
The moment it happened, Jian Yixin's eyes widened, then subconsciously pursed her lips.
09 are all dumbfounded: "I have never seen such a scene..."
The hand held by Lin Qinglu was held tighter. Only through this movement, Jian Yixin could imagine the bright eyes of the other party.
Clear and bright, shimmering, people can't bear to extinguish the beautiful light.
Nothing happened in the subsequent time. After the small gathering, the live broadcast was closed and everyone went back to their respective homes.
Lin Qinglu put on her little cotton-padded jacket and said to Jian Yixin with restraint:
"I'll be back to the crew tomorrow." So are you going to stay together until tomorrow?
Jian Yixin could read what the eyes were saying almost effortlessly.
Should I take this opportunity to explain clearly to Lin Qinglu?
What can you say? Lin Qinglu couldn't know the existence of systems and tasks. How could he explain his series of actions logically?
Can't convince your own logical theory, don't try to use it to convince others.
Jian Yixin quickly came to the first conclusion that she needed more time to think.
At least not today, but now.
"I'm going to M City tonight." Jian Yixin heard himself say, "You have a good rest."
Lin Qinglu pursed her lips, her voice was muted:
"it is good."
"However, you may not be able to leave tomorrow." Jian Yixin smiled and pulled back her tousled long hair. "I haven't given you a birthday present. Someone will contact you tomorrow."
Lin Qinglu also hooked her lips:
"it is good."
After Jian Yixin left, Lin Qinglu took Liu Lele to the apartment.
Liu Lele sighed while driving, "I thought you could confess tonight..."
Lin Qinglu sat in the back seat, propped her chin, and gently scraped her fingers from the side of her face. Where no one saw her, her eyes flashed sweetly like honey.
"It's not bad tonight."
"Huh?" Liu Lele thought for a while, "It's quite fun, I think I got another two or three hot searches."
Lin Yinghou ignored her.
She opened the dialog with Jian Yixin and said to her:
"I have received my favorite birthday present."
In another part of the city, Li Dongzheng asked Jian Yixin in a low voice:
"President Song, do you need to advance the schedule of M City?"
Why don't you go to celebrate Lin Yinghou's birthday? Why not spend a good night together?
It is agreed that we will go to M City tomorrow afternoon?
"Well, go there early."
"Okay, I'll change it."
After Li Dong left, Jian Yixin closed his eyes, and then received a message from Lin Qinglu:
"I have received my favorite birthday present."
Her eyes trembled.
09 Seeing this development, I hugged myself helplessly:
"Host, what are you going to do?"