&1t;>In a blink of an eye, Ken began to analyze the script carefully. He stroked a few thin pieces of paper, and his hands could not control them to tremble a little.

He Chenxi only smiled at his movements, and looked at Ken's more satisfied. There are very few male actors who are not picky about it now, but it happened that this made her meet one.

The remaining scenes on the set have basically been completed, but Ken still turned a deaf ear to the outside voice with the script in his arms. He used to turn a blind eye to the outside world and devote himself to reading only the books of sages to describe it.

All kinds of people walked by in the field. He Chenxi glanced at the watch and realized that it was not early. He hesitated whether he wanted to say hello to Ken, but after seeing the posture of sitting firmly, the voice stuck in his throat.

"It's okay to sit for a while." I don't know if it was self-comfort or something, He Chenxi murmured softly, just sitting on a chair watching the staff unload the equipment. But he was photographed behind him at some point.

His body trembled slightly, and He Chenxi looked at her cold and delicate face in a blink of ange1ia. Ange1ia's face had always had no expression, and only when the makeup on her face was not taken off, she looked a little charming.

ange1ia asked in an ordinary way: "Ho, aren't you leaving yet?" Then she looked at her watch, "It's getting late now. If you are willing to wait for me, we can go back together."

The faint voice was always lazy and sounded very recognizable. Ken raised his eyebrows upwards, a flash of unusualness flashed, and soon returned to his original appearance.

"Of course I am extremely happy." He Chenxi spread his hands, with a gentle smile on his face, "But I have no fixed time yet, and we can only leave after this gentleman has finished reading the script."

He Chenxi pointed to Ken who was reading the script in the corner, and spoke with a little helplessness on his face. He didn't understand whether he should laugh or cry when he looked at Ken's dedicated attitude.

Ange1ia's eyes followed He Chenxi into the small corner. Ken's face was looming in the darkness, and his unique spirituality was inevitably eye-catching.

His eyes quietly looked at the dullness of ange1ia from the side, and He Chenxi's mouth raised slightly, and he always felt that he had picked up a treasure for nothing.

"He, how did you find him?" Ange1ia's words rarely brought some urgent expressions to Ken from time to time. Although there was no trace, it was extremely hot for the noble young master who used to be a wine in the sky.

Staring at Ange1ia's complicated side face, He Chenxi seemed to be out of trouble and said, "It's not considered finding it. He just saw his performance on the set. He felt that it was very spiritual and suitable for the candidates for the male actors in the small script."

ange1ia nodded, and the excitement on her face disappeared in an instant, and she could not catch it. He Chenxi felt a little strange: "Ange1ia, is there any other problem?"

The answer to her was ange1ia's silence. She saw her lowered her head and looked at Ken without knowing what she was thinking, but the meaning was still extremely intriguing.

There was no communication between the three of them. Ken raised his head from the script soon after, and his eyes were so happy that he was addicted and still unsatisfied.

Ken put the scripts in his hand together like a treasure, raised his eyes and wanted to speak to He Chenxi, but hit a pair of eyes that were completely unravelled.

"Ange1ia, long time no see." Ken's eyes lit up. He put the script in his hand and went up to hug Ange1ia, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

The same ange1ia had a little surprise in her eyes, and the faint curve of her mouth was faintly visible: "Long time no see, how did you think recently?"

As if she expected her to ask this question, Ken just smiled mysteriously.

He Chenxi looked at the familiar but not the scent of the two people. He could vaguely guess their relationship and smiled slightly, which was very light but very natural.

After Ken came back to his senses, he remembered that there was a He Chenxi around him. He had a red face like a big boy, and shyly handed the script to her: "This script is very good. Please notify me when it will start filming."

"Natural." He Chenxi's mouth raised slightly, and after leaving contact information, he parted with him. He turned around and saw that ange1ia was still in place.

"ange1ia?" He Chenxi was a little surprised. She looked at ange1ia and asked, "Don't you take off your makeup? It's hard to keep on your face and make your skin bad."

Hearing her crisp voice, ange1ia reacted. She stroked her hand and said lightly: "No hurry for the time being, it's just a little strange that she would actually meet ken here."

Her words and the way she greeted her before revealed a natural and familiar atmosphere, and it would be absolutely impossible to maintain without a few years of communication.

The questions in his heart gradually filled his mind. He Chenxi looked at ange1ia and said with a little confusion: "Did ken know you before? He looks very familiar."

I had expected her to ask that, and ange1ia nodded without a trace: "I met him a long time ago, but he thought he was still a playboy..."

People have different destinies, including some who speak in poverty, and some who speak in the golden key, such as ken.

Ken was born in an old-fashioned noble family, with many national bloodlines. He looked as delicate as a doll, and could be called a girl killer.

My father is the president of a company. He has countless industries and a wealth of wealth. His family's business has been completely promoted in his hands and has become an international leading enterprise.

My mother is an actor, and the young lady from a noble family is also a joke in the circle. But she is a talented person who has been in the circle and has become a top international superstar as soon as she becomes an adult, and she has received trophys.

High-profile family affairs often gain countless respect and happiness. Ken used to think so, but his thoughts changed when they didn't know why.

"Dad." Ken threw the center of his hand lazily on the table, squinted his eyes and didn't want to take a look again, "Why should I leave this kind of document to me for processing? Could it be that no one in the company can do it?"

Ken was born with a good brain, but he just took a look and realized that this simple file was feasible. The slightly curled lips were a little smile.

The word "young and energetic" was fully reflected in him. Ken's father looked at him cynical and pushed his glasses with gold-edged edges.

The smile on the face, which was nine points similar to Ken, froze and gradually became strict. The spirit of the superiors also burst into an instant: "Ken, put your attitude well for me. A high-minded person is destined to not achieve great things."

Ken has heard similar words more than once, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and slid his ears indifferently: "You don't have to worry about whether I can get things done. As for the company, I'm not going to inherit it."

The words fell lightly and ditched in Ken's father's heart. He looked at Ken with a grudge with regret, picked up the documents and reviewed them by himself, leaving him a faint back.

I don’t know when all the contradictions began, probably that time. Because Ken’s youthful spirit was so young and energetic, he had a grudge against his father’s.

Ken, who came out of his home, seemed to have walked away from a huge cage. He greedily breathed the air outside and couldn't help but sigh: "The air of the city makes people free."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was accompanied by a faint smile, with a self-deprecating smile, which was light but sounded very obvious.

Ken never returned that night. He was used to freedom and indulgence and could find some things for himself everywhere. This time he simply drove to a set in the suburbs and watched the actors dance in his sweat under the night.

He appeared on this set very early because he was not a big production and there were not many famous movie stars. The watchdog on the set was always very casual, which also made him sneak in from time to time.

Because my mother is an actor, Ken has been influenced by some acting experience from the bottom. Looking at the few people wearing costumes in the woods, they can tell that they are newbies, but this is indeed a rare attitude to work hard.

Looking at the slight movement of the figures, Ken's eyes were filled with joy, and his eyes kept following those people, becoming more hotter little by little.

For a long time, this scene has become a secret treasure house for him. If you have a conflict with your family, come and have a look. If you are unhappy in the Fengyue Field, come and have a look. Before you know it, it is a bit difficult to let go.

Maybe it was from that time that Ken's ambition had a faint direction. He often talked to himself in front of the mirror alone, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, sometimes crying, and sometimes laughing. If you say that this is letting yourself go, it is actually like not being crazy.

Ken's father's study. Ken tried hard to quit the sinisterness of the past and sat in front of his father. The clothes on his body could not be wrinkled, and there was a faint fragrance on his body, which was so grand that it was unreasonable.

"What happened today?" Ken's father looked at his son lightly, stirring the coffee in the cup as usual, "You actually came to me by yourself."

Faced with his father's sarcasm, Ken's expressionless face, his mouth was peaceful and gentle, with a slightly tender voice rarely firm: "I'm going to take the film school."

"What?" Ken's father's face changed suddenly after hearing this sentence. His phoenix eyes and light blue pupils slightly raised, as if he wanted to completely penetrate Ken's entire body.

Ken has become accustomed to such a look. He is also staring at his father with peach blossom eyes, without any intention of retreating.

I've been obedient too much...

Ken murmured slightly in his heart, as if he was sighing. Then he suddenly looked up and looked at his father with a sarcastic look on his face: "You don't have to think about changing my decision. I'm just telling you this time."

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