In the office with plenty of space, Yu Mo sat in her office with a stack of documents on the desk in front of her. After turning it over, she rubbed her sore neck and turned her eyes to Ni Huan sitting on the rest chair.

Yu Mo hesitated for a while and asked.

"Do you know that Mr. Chen came to the company today?"

Ni Huan was flipping through Weibo, her fair fingertips slid up and down casually, and she nodded.

"I just met in the elevator."

Yu Mo sighed when she heard this, imagined the scene, shook her head slightly with a serious expression, and was about to persuade Ni Huan to not have too much hope for men.

Then Ni Huan casually added:

"Mo Li is on the same trip."

Yu Mo was trying to say and she was in her throat. Seeing Ni Huan's calm expression, she suddenly remembered her back then.

My husband cheated on me, and the mistress came to me with her child.

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After staying in the company for a whole morning, Ni Huan took a taxi back to Diyuan. Not long after lunch, Ji Xin brought the script to knock on the door.

He has no experience in acting and still doesn't understand many aspects.

Ni Huan has always been serious and responsible about filming. Since Ji Xin is the male lead in her next drama, the process and finding feelings are a must-have step.

Before Ni Huan went to Hai City, the crew had a script reading session, and the makeup photos were all shot.

But now that the male protagonist has changed people, it is definitely unrealistic to read the script again. She can only help Ji Xin find the right feeling in this way.

Ni Huan poured him a cup of tea, and the two of them sat in the garden, holding the script in front of them. She was afraid that Ji Xin would not get used to it and felt tired, so she cut some fruits and put them in the fruit plate, and brought them to the white hollow round table.

"Thank you sister."

Since Ji Xin entered the door, he has always had a soft smile on his face, which makes people feel good.

Ni Huan is a face-controller. Her eyes stayed on Ji Xinneng's face that could pinch water for a while, and she endured the urge to go up and pinch it.

How can a twenty-three-year-old man be so milky and sweet!

And these curved eyelashes are so foul!

"Ji Xin, what kind of person do you think Chen Yu is?"

Ni Huan asked while opening the script. She wanted to hear Ji Xin's insights and feelings about the character Chen Yu.

Ji Xin then became serious: "Right, passionate, smart, and..."

"I like Jiang Wan very much."

Ni Huan nodded in agreement, "Actually, your appearance is very good, but when you are really filming, you may have to change your image, such as your hair, you need to cut it a little shorter."

Ji Xin subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his head, as if he was going to go to the soldier who bravely died. When he closed his eyes, he replied, "Yes."

Anyway, it will grow again, and my sister will say whatever she says.

Ni Huan laughed at him, "You also have to change your behavior and expressions when you speak, especially these eyes, your eyes should be a little more unruly."

As he said that, Ni Huan remembered Chu Yao.

If Chu Yao was asked to play the role of Chen Yu, he would definitely be the true character and his hairstyle would not change.

"Chu Yin's brother Chu Yao, also known to the eldest son of the Chu family, do you know him?"

Ni Huan asked him.

A faint light flashed in the man's eyes. He nodded, remembered something, and pursed his pink lips slightly, "Meet."

Ni Huan asked again: "Are you familiar?"

Ji Xin twitched his nose for a long time, and looked at Ni Huan's eyes with innocent eyes, as if she was afraid that she would mind something, and even her voice became weaker.

"I've fought several times, are you familiar with me?"

Ni Huanlian's facial features froze and asked in disbelief: "Have you ever fought with Chu Yao?"

Ji Xin recalled: "I often played when I was a child, and later I also had it in high school."

Ni Huan unconsciously rolled up the script and rubbed the tip of his nose, feeling shocked beyond words.

How dare a little cutie like Ji Xin fight with Chu Yao?

It's not easy to survive until now.

Ji Xin twenty-three, Chu Yao twenty-four?

Did the two of them come in the same class?

Ni Huan packed up his mood, stuffed a strawberry into his mouth, stopped talking about anything else, and focused on telling Ji Xin the script.

Why is it up to her?

Because she felt that the director might not dare to ask too much for Ji Xin, so she should be the evil man herself.

She swallowed the flesh in her mouth and cleared her throat, "Since you have fought with Chu Yao, you should have seen him get angry, right?"

Ji Xin nodded slowly while searching for memories.

Ni Huan leaned slightly towards him, "Then learn one and show me."

Ji Xin silently turned on the front of his phone camera, looked at the camera, and tried hard to make a cold and arrogant expression.

Ni Huan looked around and corrected him.

"No, my eyes are a little more ruthless."

"I feel a little bit like this, try saying something."

Ji Xin felt a little cramped in his face and dared not open his mouth wide, "What are you saying?"

"Just say Chen Yu's line, the sentence 'Hello classmate, I am your deskmate Chen Yu for the next three years, please take care of me."

"When you say it, relax your expression and don't be so stiff."

Ji Xin, under the gaze of his sweetheart, spoke with a bit of bullet and repeated Chen Yu's lines. After saying that, his ears were a little red.

Ni Huan knew that she couldn't ask him too much at once.

"It's okay, go back and practice more and let go."

After saying that, he thought about it.

"If you have a marriage with Chu Yao and are unwilling to observe him, then you can go to Mr. Shen and learn about his behavior."

Ji Xin: "Okay."

What Ni Huan didn't know was that after Ji Xin left from her, he found the director that night and asked the crew to create an image for him according to Chen Yu's character characteristics overnight.

It made a group of people overwhelmed.

This is not a well-behaved puppy brother, it is clearly the living ancestor sent by God to torture people.

One night, when Ni Huan saw Ji Xin again, his eyes lit up.

Ji Xin's originally messy fluffy perm was shaved and turned into a buzz cut.

Before Ni Huan opened the door, Ji Xin deliberately adjusted his facial features and tried to make himself more like Chen Yu. The hard work was not in vain, and finally he captured surprise and excitement from Ni Huan's face.

Ni Huan quickly opened the door and asked Ji Xin to come in.

When playing again, Ni Huan could clearly feel that Ji Xin's lines and expression management had made significant progress, and it was obvious that he had put in private hard work.

Ni Huan explained the script to Ji Xin for two days in a row.

The morning before joining the group, she told Ji Xin via WeChat that she had something to go out today and asked him to read the script by herself for the time being.

After getting up and washing up, she moved the old yellow storage box deep from the cabinet, sealed it with tape and put it in the storage bag, and then stored her commonly used skin care products, some bottles, bottles, jars and other things into the trunk.

After the last and this time, the two relocations, most of the things that belonged to Ni Huan in the Emperor Garden have been reduced, and it looks even more deserted and quiet.

Ferrari was parked in the garage, and Ni Huan hadn't touched it in the past few days.

She thought, if one day Shen Zhiyan told her: Let's end it.

Then she will return these things.

To break, you must break it completely.

Ni Huan just walked out of the door with her suitcase in her arms when she met someone.

She was stunned for a moment, and the man was also stunned.

"Beauty Ni Huan?"

Su Jingming had just returned from running in the morning, and his hair was still dripping with sweat. He gasped and adjusted his breathing.

"Where are you going to drag your suitcase?"

Is it necessary to move out of the Emperor Garden?

Ni Huan held the suitcase lever in one hand and pulled the mask under the tip of her nose with the other. She smiled.

"I will join the group tomorrow and pack up some things to go there."
To be continued...