When Zhong Yue and Anatol met for the first time, they both had a good impression of each other - Anatol was also a person who was almost fifty years old. However, unlike Shan Qici Ding Congyuan, he was well maintained, his flax-colored curly hair was combed in a twilight manner, and his light brown eyes set against a Greek hooked nose, which seemed to be the portraits hanging in the music school.

Zhong Yue respected him very much. He had no chance to contact such a master in the past - in fact, this is the case in the circle. There are too many people who have no talent to meet, and what they lack is a stepping stone. Jin Shi'an by chance prying Qiao Shasha, and with Qin Huai Dream, he moved Shan Qici, and then, he relied on Shan Qici to touch Zhang Huitong.

Without these people, Anatol would never have looked at Zhong Yue directly in his life, and would not have even known that this person existed.

Of course, the stepping stone is just a brick. To truly gain the love of the master, it depends on your ability.

Zhong Yue did it, and Anatol lived in Paris and often left Zhong Yue at home. They Zhang Qin spoke in a bilingual language, intoxicated in the music world where the East and the West meet, and forgot all their worries and worries.

Now they are playing the ensemble, Anator uses piano to replace the flute and huqin, and Zhong Yue plays the pipa to interpret the theme music the master just wrote for Qin Huai Dream.

At the end of the song, Anatol clapped excitedly, hugged Zhong Yue in his arms, and kissed him enthusiastically.

Zhong Yue had no choice but to stretch his face politely.

The master kissed his left and right faces first, then kissed his forehead and his long hair. Before Zhong Yue could doubt it, Anator held up his chin and kissed his lips.

This beautiful Asian man must be his muse, and his melancholy eyes encapsulate all the poems of Eastern sentiments.

Zhong Yue finally felt something was wrong, and he pushed Anathor away in panic: "…NO."

The master looked at him in confusion and tried to kiss him again. He thought it was natural wherever love came.

Zhong Yue took a few steps back and stuttered in Chinese English: "Sorry...IhАVe,love, only."

Anatol was surprised for a moment, "My child, you don't look like someone with love."

Zhong Yue couldn't understand his French, so he just kept repeating, "Ilovehim, forever."

The master looked at him for a long time, and his expression gradually changed. He hugged him again despite Zhong Yue's resistance.

"You must have a sad relationship, my poor child."

Although Zhong Yue didn't understand what he was saying, he saw Anatol's eyes, this time he was no longer full of love, but a true kind father.

The French people's emotions change so violently, Zhong Yue thought with shame.

Anatol kissed his face lovingly again, "Love is the eternal source of our creation, even if it is sad."

He sat down and kept flowing out of the piano with sorrow notes, which were the common language of the soul.

Zhong Yue listened on the side. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window behind him was the peak of Paris' youthful spring. He sat here and heard a foreigner popping up his unspeakable thoughts.

Every year, spring is everywhere, and comes by the Seine River and Suzhou River. The spring scenery grows so fast, and I am afraid that in a blink of an eye, the spring scenery will no longer be there.

The Qinhuai Dream crew rushed to Suzhou and carried out the shooting of the outdoor scene before the spring faded. Zhang Huitong visited Jiangsu and Zhejiang and selected Chong'anli in Suzhou as one of the outdoor scenes. Bai Yang and Jiang Ruiyun walked over and over again in this alley with the Republic of China style, looking at each other, breeze of peach and green willows beside him, and the sky fell warm and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Sometimes they are lucky enough to catch up with the real rain. The spring rain in Suzhou is warm, and it only feels gentle when it floats on it - it is more painful when there is no rain. Only artificial rain can be created. The artificial rain is not only cool, but also smells smelly. There is always a strange smell coming out of the water pipe.

The two of them were wet in the rain for three days. The first few scenes were light rain, and they had to act in the heavy rain. Of course, the heavy rain was not from the sky, and they were all watering the faucets against each other. Bai Yang didn't think anything. Jiang Ruiyun actually had a fever after three days.

There is no way, Jiang Ruiyun has several more one-man show than Bai Yang, all filmed in heavy rain, and it may only be dozens of seconds in the movie, while Zhang Huitong let him drizzle all day.

Fortunately, there is a supporting role show, so they still have room to breathe, so they won’t be able to make a 24-hour round of slaughter.

Ningning Huihui urgently distributed ginger soup in the whole group. Jiang Ruiyun knew how to be a human being, and the whole group always shared the soup. Bai Yang heard his hoarse voice and felt a little sympathetic: "Your line will definitely not be able to pass. If you don't have a day off, Director Zhang will definitely ask you to reshoot it with a hoarse voice."

Jiang Ruiyun didn't speak, lowered his head to save electricity.

Zhang Huitong probably wanted him to be crazy and sick, that is, he wanted him to be hoarse. Famous directors have always been very cruel and sacrificed their lives for art. This sentence is really not a joke.

He was too lazy to explain to Bai Yang, he just wanted to take a break.

"Do I want you to ask for leave for you?" Bai Yang asked him patiently.

Jiang Ruiyun didn't appreciate it at all, "You're so noisy."

“…!!”

What’s the thing? Bai Yanghuo looked at him, didn’t he think about the crew? More than ten times, but wasting everyone’s energy? When will Jiang Ruiyun not get crazy? Will he have to lie down and rest when he gets sick?

He was angry here, and Jiang Ruiyun suddenly asked him, "Does his waist still hurt?"

"ah?"

"At that time, you fell down. Will it hurt when you are in the rain?"

"...It's okay." Bai Yang was a little at a loss about his sudden change of the station.

In fact, it will always hurt. Although the operation was successful, falling off the cliff during the sword tracking love made the poplar fall into a lifelong disease. The moment the cold water is poured on, you will feel sore.

However, compared to Ouyang Qian's winter ice, Zhang Huitong's little water is nothing. Can you still not endure hardships as a star? Bai Yang looked at Cheng Yuan, who was filming in the distance - this veteran actor who has been fighting cancer for many years. Bai Yang also played the guard at his door.

When he met again in the Qinhuai Dream crew, Cheng Yuan could no longer recognize him, but Bai Yang heard that Cheng Yuan had almost zero hearing due to years of illness, but the actors who acted against him could not feel his deafness at all.

Cheng Yuan memorized all the lines and grasped the rhythm of the show based on his lips and expressions.

He is a real artist and represents all the people in this circle who love acting with their lives. Compared to Cheng Yuan, Bai Yang feels that his waist injury is not worth mentioning at all - does the bronze chicken have the nerve to talk about it in front of Platinum?

He looked at Cheng Yuan with respect, and Jiang Ruiyun had already tilted on his shoulder and fell asleep.

Bai Yang was stupid. Jiang Ruiyun was really sleeping. If he really slept, he would be too terrible in his sleep. He looked down at Jiang Ruiyun's face. The color was terrible and the foundation could not cover the feverish flush on his face.

He was a little afraid to move again.

Ning Ning ran over in embarrassment and said in her mouth, "I'm sorry, our brother Yun took the medicine."

Bai Yang smiled at him and waved his hand.

Huihui and Xiaoma took a blanket together and covered Jiang Ruiyun's shoulders. Jiang Ruiyun was really asleep. They put on a blanket for him, and he leaned against Bai Yang's shoulders and slept without any sense of consciousness.

If Jin Shi'an saw this, Jin Shi'an could overturn the Shanxi vinegar factory, Bai Yang thought tremblingly.

It's strange that since he came to Suzhou, Jin Shian didn't call him a single call, and even had a text message.

Although they had never agreed on anything, Bai Yang still felt a little unhappy. He had already begun to miss the strange traditional Chinese text messages from Jin Shi'an in the past.

But he refused to call Shi'an on his own initiative. In the past, Li Jin also disappeared with him, and Bai Yang didn't dare to call him at that time. But now he was fearless. He calculated that Jin Shi'an hadn't contacted him for several days, so he had a big attack.

Anyway, it was almost summer, so Bai Yang decided to take Shi'an to have a super spicy crayfish, which made him so spicy.

He looked at the green willows stretching out from the entrance of the alley and thought to himself, time passed so quickly. It has been almost three years since he and Jin Shi'an.

It's so amazing. He and this man from 1930 actually talked about love like this. He remembered that when he was in school, a female classmate told him fortune, "Your true love may not be human."

Bai Yang laughed and slashed on the spot, "What is that, is that fairy?"

The female classmate blushed, "A psychic warlock like me shouldn't be..."

Bai Yang had no intention of listening to what she said, so she was just patronizing.

Thinking about it now, she is really accurate.

He smiled foolishly at this end, Jiang Ruiyun leaned on his shoulder, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell into his arms.

Bai Yang struggled to hold his head, thinking that for Director Zhang's sake, Laozi would not care about you.

The moment he held Jiang Ruiyun, he suddenly felt a little strange. The warm spring sunshine shone over Jiang Ruiyun's shoulders, making him unable to open his eyes.

This scene made him feel familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere.

He thought about it here, and Zhang Huitong came over, but he didn't care that Jiang Ruiyun was still asleep, and just said, "Xiaobai, come here, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Ruiyun woke up immediately.

Bai Yang felt like he was deceived. He pushed Jiang Ruiyun away and followed Zhang Huitong aside.

"Nanjing police want you to go back and ask, you can go back first, let's film Xiao Jiang's scene first."

Seeing that his expression was strange, Bai Yang blurted out and asked him: "Is there something wrong with Jin Shi'an?"

Zhang Huitong was silent for a while, "He is also in the Public Security Bureau." He looked at Jiang Ruiyun not far away and pulled Bai Yang a few steps away: "You can read the news on your own phone."

Bai Yang hurriedly touched his phone, and Jiang Ruiyun called him in a hoarse voice: "Look for a phone?"

“…”

The phone fell into Jiang Ruiyun's arms.

Bai Yang took the phone, clicked on Weibo, and didn't even search. What was reflected in his eyes was overwhelming headlines.

[Cat changes to prince, Jin Hailong, founder of Hailong Group, has submitted a request for investigation by the police]

The news picture shows an uncle he doesn't know. He looks subtly similar to Jin Shi'an's face, and he looks sad and angry.

The following content is even more sensational.

[Injury or amnesia or a stolen person? How many secrets does Hailong Group have?]

[Where is the corpse of a young rich man? Popular discussions today's headlines]

[Hailong Group will hold an extraordinary shareholders' meeting, and its assets will shrink by hundreds of millions overnight]
Chapter completed!