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Yun thinks about nodding her head, without Song Qian's reminder, she will also be on guard. People who have never communicated, Xu Chen has nothing to offer and always has a plan.

"Do I need to check him?" Song Qian asked.

Yun Xiang thought and shook his head: "Look at it first."

At this time, Song Mian was by her side and asked Song Qian to check, then Song Mian would be alarmed. Now Xu Chen’s purpose is unknown. If she is simply curious about her, or just finds her interesting, she wants to be close to her, and then pursues she was.

In this way, Song Mian also knew that Yun thought that she was squeamish and fussed.

Song Qian nodded and understood what Yun Yun thought about.

In fact, she also knew that Song Mian would know immediately when she was moving abroad when Song Mian was abroad, so she asked Yun for thoughts.

The next day the machine was officially turned on, and Yun Xixiang had a lot of dramas. Xu Chen's dramas were basically in the villa of Maple Leaf Country.

But everyone came, including Yan Zhenben, who had only a little drama, also joined the crew and studied hard every day.

Yun thinks that he really can be a man and will help the lighting engineer, field control, photographer, technician, etc., and soon he will be in a team with the crew.

Although these people who have been in this circle for a long time know that many actors do not become famous before, they are all seniors, and when they become famous, they are regarded as slaves.

But not everyone is the same, at least Yan Zhenben showed very sincere.

Yan Zhenben is not afraid of others talking about him. When he thinks about filming, he also follows the front and back. Instead of waiting for something, he observes and studies to the maximum extent, and listens carefully to Yun think about communicating with the director, screenwriter and others.

Filming and watching are two different things. Not only do the actors need to have acting skills, but also some coordination with the staff and so on. A series of attention points. Although Yan Zhenben ran a lot of tricks, he did not touch much.

Not everyone is happy to watch the little actors by the side, some actors don't like it, and some directors are unsightly.

"Why did you come to the crew so early?" At lunch, Song Qian gave her an incubator, made by Song Mian, and boiled the soup, very fragrant.

Yan Zhen was carrying the box lunch of the crew and came to her. Yun thought of it and distributed the dishes to him.

"Come on Mr. Yun's meal." Yan Zhenben smiled. He also has two dimples, which are as warm and as jade, and are extremely contagious.

Yun Xiangxiang gave him a glance, maybe he saw Hua Xiangrong's shadow on Yan Zhenben's body, plus Yun Xiangxiang's psychological age was older than Yan Zhenben, and he liked his diligence, seriousness and frankness, but inexplicably regarded him as his brother Look.

"Did your company arrange work for you?" Yun thought about his situation.

"Yes, how could the company not arrange for artists to live?" Yan Zhenben still smiled like that, but there was a little temperature in the eyes.

Yun thought about it, so he stopped asking, and gave him a piece of chicken: "Sister, I'll call you later."

"Miss Sister." Yan Zhenben is always good at it. This time the call is different from the previous one. "Sister Sister, your meal is delicious, who made it."

"Your brother-in-law." Yun thought to tell him with his mouth.

Yan Zhenben was so stupid that he looked at Yun in disbelief.

Yun thought of a mysterious smile and turned to say: "You call my sister in the future and wait for you to get angry, and you may not be told to be right or wrong."

"I grew up in a circle of right and wrong, right and wrong for me, I'm not used to it." Yan Zhenben said Yundanfeng lightly.

"You have to learn to be grateful, because you have gone through these experiences, and you will go further than others." Yun thinks that although he has no complaints, he is a bit sullen.

"Thank you?" Yan Zhenben was stunned. He was in deep contemplation. He had never thought about it like this. Although he was not decadent and didn't feel helpless, he actually harbored a sense of hatred and an unwilling sorrow in his heart.

He wanted to prove that he wanted to climb up, to let God know that no matter how much suffering it gave him, he would not be crushed by it.

"Do you know why I took extra care of you?" Yun asked, thinking about eating.

Yan Zhenben shook his head, and he didn't know. It seemed that when he was in the activity, Yun thought he would take care of him.

It’s just not obvious, outsiders can’t see it, only he who has experienced the warmth of human feelings can feel it, and he knows clearly that if Yun Xiang thinks of this seemingly carelessness, he has nothing to do with him.

"Because you said a word to me." Yun thought about answering him, "You said that you probably still have a bit of bottom line."

Hua Xiangrong also struggled to stick to the bottom line, swinging many times, wanting to step on the bottom line, and finally put it down.

She understands that kind of pain. If a person has no bottom line, this person is not terrible. What is really scary is that people who broke their blood in adversity and still stick to the bottom line will eventually break the bottom line. Such a person will be thousands of times more horrible than anyone who has never had a bottom line.

In front of this young man, he was wearing expensive clothes, and even his jeans were washed a little white. There is a human relationship hidden in the bottom of my eyes, it looks very aristocratic, but it is contradictory to make him feel very clean. This kind of cleanliness, even if it is a disguise, a kind of floating on the surface, also makes Yun think about being polluted one day.

This inexplicable eye, the explanation is unclear, but Yun wants to give him a little care at this moment.

"Think about it." It was at this time that Yun Xiangxiang heard an unfamiliar voice behind him.

Soon Xu Chen walked up to her, holding a bowl of soup in his hand, the aroma was very attractive, still pale pink: "My assistant boiled some red mushroom soup, this thing is nourishing, I can't drink it all by myself, Please try it."

Reaching out without laughing at people, Yun thought about not refusing, but took the fruit plate prepared by Song Mian out of her: "The fruit plate prepared by my family is still fresh, so come and go is not polite. Teacher Xu does not want to polite."

Xu Chen did not refuse, but accepted: "Just want to eat some fruit, you are welcome."

But others didn't leave, Yan Zhenben buried his head in dinner, as if he didn't see him, because their table had only two opposite benches, Yun Xiang thought to sit next to Song Qian.

Under normal circumstances, Yan Zhen should have moved his seat to give him a little seat, but Yan Zhen Ben was a disdainful person.

Yun thinks that the meal has not been finished yet, and he bows his head to eat, and Xu Chen stands there alone, suddenly a little embarrassed.

"Do not disturb you for dinner, I will go first." Xu Chen found a step by himself.

Waiting for him to go away, Yan Zhenben finished his meal, thinking about Yun while wiping his mouth: "He has no good intentions for you."

"How do you know?" Yun thought, looking up.