Chapter 742 The secret that cannot be hidden, the love that cannot be concealed

Chapter 742 The secret that cannot be hidden, the love that cannot be concealed

“Xiang Yang is coming to the crew?!”

Working with Xing Nana to confirm that the added content of the script is correct, Liu Qianqian received an unexpected reward News that surprised her.

It is extremely difficult to keep a conservative itinerary.

Except from the beginning, no one knows where you are going.

This time, the reason for the leak was definitely not betrayal by Bea Shaffer. Although she knew that she wanted to go to China, she did not know the specific itinerary.

Rather, the staff responsible for signing the labor agreement with Hengxiang Club learned about it accidentally.

Zhang Mouzi also looked very surprised, "Well, do you want to inform Mr. Han and the others?"

Mr. Han nagged me last time when he came.

How could Xiang Yang not inform him about such an important matter when he came to the crew?

"Let's talk about it." Liu Qianqian looked at Zhang Mouzi, "It's just a bit troublesome for Mr. Han. He has just returned to the capital and has to rush here again."

"Haha, maybe he knows, and it's not too late to be happy. ." Zhang Mouzi had another opinion.

Just in time, I also want to thank you in person.

"The Battle of Wenshan Pass", no matter how you say this movie, it was someone else's idea.

Although my gratitude may not be considered much in the eyes of a person with Xiang Yang's status today.

But what if, I silently don’t even say “thank you”.

Wouldn’t that be too uninteresting?

Xing Nana smiled slightly and said nothing.

There are twists and turns in communication. There is no need to tell the truth when you see through it.

Rather

With a smile on her lips, she turned her head and looked at Liu Qianqian. How could eating melon at such a close distance be such an unpleasant thing?

Not beyond her expectations.

Liu Qianqian pretended that this matter had nothing to do with her, but the corners of her mouth could not suppress the upward movement.

“The stinky guy still wants to play sneak attack?”

“You are surrounded by my people, didn’t you expect~”

"Okay, let me report to President Han first." Seeing the smiles on their faces, Zhang Mouzi looked at the time. If he didn't call, it was probably time for President Han to take a rest.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll ask someone to arrange a car. Are you sure what time they will arrive tomorrow?"

Han Sanping, who received the call, said hello three times.

"I should come here with the cycling club."

"Okay, then I will arrange the things on hand tomorrow, and then I will meet you again."

While Zhang Mouzi was calling Han Sanping, Liu Qianqian had already taken out her cell phone that had been muted for a long time.

I saw several missed messages and messages from Xiangyang.

She smiled secretly.

Liu Qianqian: I was just discussing the script with Director Zhang and Sister Na. What, you missed me?

There was a "ding" sound.

Xiang Yang, who was having dinner with Little John, couldn't wait to pick up his phone and take a look.

“Haha”!

“What a nonsense!”

Xiang Yang muttered in his heart.

With his butt, Xiang Yang could figure out that the key point of Liu Qianqian's sentence lies in the last sentence.

I can also imagine how much she was hiding a smile on her lips when she typed this.

That expression is too familiar to him.

What are you proud of?

If you have the ability, don’t reply to the message.

Put the phone on the table, choose out-of-sight and out-of-mind Xiang Yang and hold it upside down, then eat and drink.

One thing about WhatsApp is good.

It will show that the other party has read it.

Isn’t it just pulling, who wouldn’t~

I deliberately showed you this status and didn’t reply to you

If Whatsapp didn’t have WeChat’s “the other party is here” "Enter." He must have clicked on the dialog box to type something randomly, and then deleted it.

"Damn it."

Looking at "√", Liu Qianqian's eyes lit up.

But I waited and waited, but couldn't wait for Xiangyang's reply.

This made her angry.

"As for your little secret that you can't hide, I already knew it, hum~"

"If you have the ability, don't come to me!"

"I'm so angry!"

Separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and with several hours of time difference, the two of them seemed like In general quarreling.

Xing Nana, who was more observant, was stunned for a moment.

This.

Is this considered divine friendship?

Well, no wonder we are only one floor apart, but we can’t see her mother who used to always be by Liu Qianqian’s side.

It turns out that people have already had the foresight to eat melon and end up with a mouth full of dog food.

That’s why I stayed away.

As expected, people who have been here are more experienced.

Little John, who was sitting opposite his friend, pretended not to see him at all.

What’s so delicious about Xiangyang and Liu Qianqian’s dog food?

"Eat quickly, I have something to do after eating." Xiang Yang said angrily to Little John, who lowered his head and remained silent.

Little John frowned, raised his head and said, "I didn't recruit you, did I?!"

"I get annoyed when I see you."

"I'll wipe it!"

Little John opened his mouth. You are speaking in human language.

"I'll make clothes later." Xiangyang curled his lips and explained.

My friend promised his wife to make clothes. Little John remembered clearly that Xiangyang still owed Laura one piece!

However, he was not as impersonal as his best friend, but he was concerned: "We have a flight tomorrow, are you sure you don't want to have a good rest?"

"Why don't you go back and do something for me."

Xiang Yang suddenly suggested.

"What you said is too much." Little John put the knife and fork directly on the table, spread his hands and said:

"Unless you pay me wages, otherwise You want me to work for you for free.”

It’s okay to work, but you can’t use it as free labor.

This is the bottom line of Little John's life.

Actually, the reason why he stayed at his friend's house and didn't want to go home was because he didn't want to go home.

Once back, Laura will definitely drag him to see JCE.

How could he hide the fact that he and his father had "broken off" from the family? But except for Laura, who had never experienced such a thing, she thought it was a big deal, whether it was his brother, sister, or the mother who loved him the most.

No one gave him a comforting call.

According to their consensus, it’s only a matter of a few days, so why waste the phone bill?

“You said you wanted to treat me to dinner, but you asked me to pay for the meal. "Xiang Yang pointed to the takeaway on the table.

"That's because I was taking a shower."

The expression on Little John's face was sly.

"Why do I think you've calculated the time correctly?" Xiang Yang's tone was full of doubts. It couldn't be such a coincidence.

As soon as he got in to take a shower with his front legs, the takeout arrived for his back legs.

It must be that when ordering the meal, I asked the store owner the time.

"If I weren't worried about the legal fees, I would definitely start a lawsuit with you." Little John gritted his teeth and said, this was such an injustice to him.

"Oh, that's right." Xiang Yang suddenly no longer doubted it.

"Okay, for the sake of your meal. But don't tell me that you have to stay up late today to finish it."

Little John looked at Xiangyang.

He knew his friend’s previous working status.

I often stay up late to catch up on work.

"That's impossible." Xiangyang clicked his tongue.

Not to mention that if you stay up all night, you won't be able to finish it.

But if Liu Qianqian knew that with just a little more time, she could make the clothes she was thinking about.

Isn’t she really fighting for herself?

Moreover, hand-made things require a state of mind.

Slow work can produce fine work.

"You're really not afraid that Liu will find out and I won't be done with you." Seeing his friend's face and arrogantly finding various excuses for his laziness, Little John was quite speechless.

"How could she know if you didn't tell her?" Xiang Yang asked back: "What, you want to learn from Little Bee?"

"How is that possible!"

Little John He shouted: "In my life, what annoys me the most is people who betray their friends!"

"Let me think about it."

Xiang Yang rubbed his chin, as if Little John didn't sell him out either.

But it took so long and happened so many times that he suddenly didn’t know what to do to slap his friend in the face.

But there is one thing to say.

Little John has a lot more brains than Bea Shaffer.

At least, it is for sale.

Also separate people and things.

Even Liu Qianqian can't easily get some of Xiang Yang's secrets from him unless she offers a good price.

Bea Shaffer is more clueless.

Whenever she was unhappy, she told Liu Qianqian what should be said and what should not be said.

If things continue like this, the price will not be even higher.

Although there is no secret between him and Liu Qianqian.

But from this point, we can see the difference between men and women.

When Bea Shaffer drove to Xiang Yang's house the next day, she was surprised to find that he and Little John were both there.

The two of them, still in low spirits, were sitting under the umbrella at the door of the workroom, sipping coffee and chatting about something.

This harmonious scene made her feel mixed.

"Here you are? Do you want a cup of coffee? There's still time." Little John didn't even bother to lift his butt and asked directly.

"No need." Bea Shaffer was always a strong-minded woman, and she refused very simply.

"Xiang, please refill the cup." Little John seemed to have guessed the result a long time ago, and without any surprise, he refilled the coffee cup on his friend's table.

Xiang Yang picked up the cup and took a sip.

The morning sun, the dewy green lawns and gardens are in full bloom, clusters of pale pink, light blue and purple flowers, and two people with noses that are not noses and eyes that are not eyes blend together .

Needless to say, this coffee has a really different flavor when combined.

Yawning, he asked Bea Shaffer: "Have you got everything?"

"Get it, Boss."

Bixiafu glanced resentfully at Xiang Yang, who was not covering her.

"Okay, let's get ready to go." Xiangyang said, stood up, turned around and walked to the door of the studio to turn off the lights that were still on.

Although the clothes are not finished yet, they are almost done.

This night was not in vain.

Stretching his sore fingers, Xiangyang locked the door.

It’s been a long time since I made clothes properly, and I’m quite tired.

I just don’t know if my wife will feel sorry for him after hearing about it.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Yu, and Mr. Wang, all three of them are here."

At the hotel where the crew of "Time Traveler" stayed, Pang Li was responsible for the reception because Zhang Mouzi was in charge of filming.

Seeing several people getting out of the car, she sighed in surprise.

"Xiao Pang, are the people from the motorcade here?" Han Sanping, who was walking at the front, greeted Pang Li familiarly.

"Mr. Han, they have already arrived in the morning and are going to see the shooting route for tomorrow." Pang Li explained with a smile.

"Hey, it seems they take it seriously."

Han Sanping said casually.

Hearing this, Pang Li smiled.

Where?

When they first arrived in the morning, they gathered around the actors who were getting ready to set off, asking for autographs and taking photos for a long time.

One after another, the morning shooting progress was delayed by at least more than half an hour.

Here, there is a young man named Wang Meiyin.

Good guy.

I took out at least twenty or thirty photos from my schoolbag, hoping that Liu Qianqian would sign them for him.

What to say.

All my friends are fans of Liu Qianqian.

But everyone is very busy.

"Well, let's just get in the car and go to the set. There's nothing to do in the hotel anyway, what do you think?"

Han Sanping turned around and asked Yu Donghe Wang Changtian.

There is a reason why I called them both here.

"The Bloody Battle at Wenshan Pass" will be jointly funded by the three parties

(End of this chapter)