In the last scene of "Meeting", it is about the hero who finally remembered the girl he had never forgotten about, standing in the place where he played the violin for the heroine for the first time, pulling her to learn the first place with him. First tune.

In the sound of the violin, recalling their past scenes, suddenly kneeling on one knee and proposing to his beloved girl.

"Ling'er, in a while, the picture will first take a picture of Yi Haiyin alone, and you will be standing next to him. When he walks towards you, the camera will slowly want you to move forward. You have to perform that kind of surprise and surprise. a feeling of……"

The director stood in the venue, telling everyone the play in detail.

Yan Ling listened quietly, but couldn't help but fall on Yi Haiyin, who was less than three meters away from him.

In order to meet the needs of the plot, he is wearing a black handmade suit, a white shirt, and a bow tie with a neckline, which set off his outstanding face and impeccably set off.

He doesn't need to act at all, he is a born nobleman.

Stopping there randomly would make everyone's eyes unable to look away from him.

Yan Lingzi's pupil tightened.

"Okay, you put your makeup on the side now, and I will call you during the countdown." After the director finished speaking, he turned and walked in the direction of Yi Haiyin.

As if perceiving something, Yi Haiyin, who had been standing nearby, turned her head suddenly and looked at her.

The steps Yan Ling had just taken came to a halt.

There is a feeling of catching on peeping.

Fortunately, the director quickly walked in front of him. Taking advantage of the moment when he was distracted, Yan Ling carried his skirt and ran towards the rest area next to him.

Sitting on the lounge chair, holding up the water glass, he drank a glass of water.

After drinking, she discovered that she had taken the wrong cup.

The cup in her hand is Yi Haiyin's...

Yan Ling was stunned, just recovered, and was about to quickly fill Yi Haiyin with water, lest he find it.

But as soon as I stood up, I saw Yi Haiyin walking in her direction, and his eyes fell on the cup in her hand...

"Sorry, I accidentally took the wrong cup, I'll wash it for you." Yan Ling finished speaking, and turned around to run.

But before she left, Yi Haiyin had already grabbed her wrist first, pulled her to her, looked at her seriously, and said every word, "My cup is yours...you can drink."

"..." Yan Ling's cheeks turned red.

The cup he had drunk, and let her drink it, it was just... a hooligan!

Yan Ling just wanted to throw the cup on him, but he couldn't lose his temper with his cold eyes.

This man, Ming-Wise, has a superior quotient, but his EQ can't bear to look directly.

If you say it, you can kill your popularity in minutes...

The two stood awkwardly, but his hands did not let go.

Realizing that their actions were too intimate, Yan Ling quickly stuffed the cup into his hand, trying to withdraw his hand, but found that Yi Haiyin refused to let it go.

Just holding her hand, squeezing her finger to play with.

Her hands are not toys, so what does he play so seriously?

Just when Yan Ling wanted to be so annoyed that he almost lowered his head to bite him, he finally heard that the director asked them to prepare for the stage, and he was suddenly relieved.

Throwing away Yi Haiyin, he ran to his position, waiting for the filming to begin.

Looking back, he found that Yi Haiyin was still standing on the sidelines, staring down at his frustrated palm with melancholy eyes.