You've always loved me

Chapter 601

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After more than three months, the new play finally wrapped up in Kyoto.

Ji Anning was eager to return home. During the celebration banquet, she kept checking the time, for fear of missing the plane after nine o'clock.

But both the director and the producer were there, and she always felt inappropriate if she didn't stay for a while.

"It's almost time, you go drive, I'll go say hello to the director."

Ji Anning glanced at the time again, it was 07:30, she couldn't bear it any longer, she explained to her assistant, then she held champagne, smiling happily with the crew and crew who had been working hard for the past three months. Actors say hello.

In the end, she walked up to the director and producer, and raised her glass to them from afar, "Director Zhang, my plane at 09:30 is really leaving. You guys had a great time."

Two men, both quite fat, in their 40s, one of them was a little bald.

Hearing that Ji Anning said he wanted to leave, the bald man frowned and said in dissatisfaction, "Nian Jia, you are such a disappointment. Today is such a happy day, how can you, the protagonist, withdraw first?"

Ji Anning looked apologetic, "It's really the child who made a lot of noise. Next time, next time I come back, I'll treat Director Zhang and Producer Wang to dinner."

Hearing this, another middle-aged man looked at Ji Anning with regret and said: "You said that you were tied up by children at a young age. With your conditions, it will take less than a year to devote yourself to work. , you will be able to stand out among the domestic first-line actresses."

Ji Anning smiled, and didn't answer the man's words, "Then I'll go first, Director Zhang, you guys have fun."

As she spoke, she raised the wine glass in her hand, raised her head and drank the champagne in one gulp.

Seeing this, the two middle-aged men stopped embarrassing her.

"Go, be careful on the road."

"Thank you Director Zhang."

After saying thanks, Ji Anning turned around, gracefully walked to the table, put down the cup, and left.

There are more than half a month before the Spring Festival. At this time, the temperature in Kyoto at night is [-] degrees below zero. It has just snowed, and there are still snow piles on both sides of the road.

When Ji Anning went out, she wrapped her down coat tightly, her long hair was disheveled by the wind, she reached out and flicked it.

(End of this chapter)