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Chapter 47 "Jane Sisi, where is the lounge?"

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    He called a timeout decisively, and was very satisfied with the shooting, "It's good to get here first, it's very successful, thank you for your hard work, Jian Si, let's take a rest first."

    Jian Si smiled lightly, not caring about the director's anomaly, took a bottle of mineral water from the assistant, and went to find Nanjiu while unscrewing the bottle cap.

    Nan Jiu had been watching the shooting just now. She was holding a notebook to record inspiration in her hand, and a pen in the other hand. She rested her delicate chin on the cap of the pen, her expression pensive, and she frowned slightly.  Eyebrow, occasionally write a few words on it.

    When Jian Si came over, she didn't take the initiative to disturb Nan Jiu, she just sat beside her silently, propping her chin with one hand and looking at the girl next to her with raised eyebrows, very quiet.

    Most of them used to be like this,

    One is writing lyrics and music.

    One is right next to it.

    "Finished shooting?" Nan Jiu put the pen cap back on, and asked Jian Si with sideways eyes.

    "No." Jian Si shook his head, and lazily leaned back, "There are more, but the director is not in the mood to shoot right now."

    Really no mind.

    The director over there greeted him and said with a smile, "Boss Han."

    "Go ahead." Han Jinyan came here just to test a conjecture and to find someone, with a clear and indifferent tone: "I'll just take a look."

    The songwriter behind Jiansi

    He knew eight years ago,

    Nanjiu's talent in music and language can be called a monster, and he also loves it very much, pouring all his patience into it.

    So much so that she was partial to science at one time and was indifferent to science. At the beginning, Han Jinyan often gave her tutoring, and every time she was forced to hold the girl there to supplement science, and circled all the important points with red pen.

    "Nan Xiaojiu, can you be serious?"

    "I'm serious."

    "Yes, you are serious. You are so serious that you don't even know which question you just asked."

    "Yan Yan, please let me go, I feel that science and I should keep a distance."

    "Yanyan, I want to read a book. I just borrowed it from the library a few days ago."

    "Yan Yan, do you want to listen to the song? Do you want me to sing it for you?"

    The boy's cold voice was slightly gnashed and helplessly pampered, and the girl's rascally lazy tone seemed familiar, as if it was just yesterday.

    The young president's eyes were a little dazed, and the lake of pupils as deep as a little ink was faintly shaking with broken light.

    "Okay, okay." The director Xiaojipeimi nodded, not noticing Han Jinyan's emotional changes, he was really restrained and deep, "Boss Han, if you have anything, just tell me."

    Han Jinyan hummed.

    He casually glanced around the theater.

    As early as when Han Jinyan was talking to the director, Nan Jiu had already heard it.

    Such a cool and pleasant voice was so familiar, it was hard for her not to know it.

    Nan Jiu's movement of holding the pen froze slightly.

    Why is Han Jinyan here?

    President Han?

    Nan Jiu is not stupid, she vaguely realized something.

    The cooperation of this endorsement

    Is that Han Jinyan on it?

    "Jian Sisi, where is the lounge?" Nan Jiu silently raised his hand, put the hat of the windbreaker on the top of his hair, and asked seriously.

    Jian Si also noticed Han Jinyan, he frowned slightly, thinking of the last time we met, "I'll take you there."

    But before Nan Jiu got up, the warm eyes from over there had already looked over.

    In an instant, Nan Jiu pulled off his hat again, covering most of his delicate facial features, and lowered his head, keeping a low profile.

    Jian Si consciously moved closer to Nanjiu to cover Nanjiu.

    Han Jinyan's eyes never left, the eyes were too pale.

    Rao is somewhat concealed,

    But Han Jinyan could still recognize it.

    Who are those two people?

    It really is you

    Southern wine.

    Complicated and bitter emotions arose in Han Jinyan's heart. The scene of the two leaning together was too dazzling, so dazzling that he almost lost his mind, and wanted to rush forward without any scruples and pull him to his side.

    Obviously, I have already done mental construction before, and I told myself over and over again that I don't care, it doesn't matter.

    But it is impossible not to care.

    This is always a thorn.

    &nbspHe will always blame himself for the pain caused by this thorn.

    At this very moment,

    Han Jinyan looked at Nan Jiu's actions, and let out a little self-deprecating sigh.

    looked away.

    Just want to avoid him like that?

    Can't wait to see him for the rest of my life?

    Nanan Wine

    You are doomed.

    The young president's fine eye feathers trembled slightly twice, like butterfly wings about to fly, covering all the emotions in the bottom of his eyes.

    ? During the intermission,

    Sensing that Han Jinyan looked away, Nan Jiu heaved a sigh of relief. She stretched out her hands to cover her peach blossom eyes, and sighed softly, her peach blossom eyes, which were slightly flushed up, seemed drunk but not drunk, hazy and deep.  Bottomless emotions.

    "Let's go to the lounge." She whispered and got up.

    Jian Si nodded slightly. When he was walking towards the lounge, he was copying his pocket with one hand, turned his eyes, glanced at the figure behind him a little casually, and then smiled with his thin lips. The smile was surprisingly light, and he looked lazy  Even the lazy breath couldn't hide the evil and coldness at that moment.

    It was just a matter of an instant, and in the next second, Jian Si had already withdrawn his gaze, and walked straight to the lounge with Nan Jiu.

    "Do you think he will recognize you?" Nan Jiu casually pulled out the chair in the lounge and sat down, a little irritated.

    She didn't expect Han Jinyan and Jian Si to run into each other again.

    At the beginning, I was too eager to find an excuse to get rid of everything, but today was really an accident.

    "Recognize what?" Jian Si raised her eyebrows and looked at her.

    "That day, boyfriend." Nan Jiu threw out five words, "I knew I wouldn't have said that."

    The young singer smiled at her mischievously, a bit casually lazy, "What's the matter, you'll recognize it when you recognize it, don't be afraid."

    And outside the lounge,

    "Where's Mr. Jane?" someone asked.

    When Jian Si's assistant heard this, he raised his head in confusion.

    The man hurriedly told the assistant, "The filming is about to start, go and call Mr. Jian."

    The assistant said, "Oh." After speaking, he looked around and saw that the seat was already empty, and he was a little confused.

    Just now Mr. Jian and Mr. Nan were still sitting here

    Why did it disappear in a blink of an eye.

    Jian Si doesn't like people to follow, so the little assistant didn't pay attention to this just now, so that he doesn't know where Jian Si is now, he scratched his head, guessed blindly that it might be in the lounge, and passed by.

    "Han, Mr. Han." I didn't expect to bump into Han Jinyan on the way past.

    The little assistant couldn't help but glanced at the slender figure leaning against the wall alone. He could see a clean and beautiful profile, revealing a noble and alienated look.

    Do not know why,

    The appearance of leaning against the wall alone like this is a bit lonely, and seems out of place in this world.

    The assistant greeted him politely.

    When Han Jinyan heard the voice, he raised his eyes without emotion. His deep eyes glanced at the little assistant, which was obviously very calm, but gave the assistant a sense of silent oppression.

    Han Jinyan recognized this assistant, and he was a little impressed, because the one standing by Jian Sinan Wine was the assistant in front of him.

    He took the initiative to open the mouth: "Where are you going?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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