Chapter 272 270. The bastard's burst of silence

  In Xu Xin's eyes, the party at Wanwan is quite wild.

   It's not about how messy the game is, but the atmosphere.

   Just watching a group of Taiwanese girls dancing in a nightclub that has been rented out, you can easily feel the hormonal agitation.

   This group of people... they're pretty good at playing.

   This is the truth.

  Especially when Bullet came up with a theme for a swimsuit party, after finding a lot of girls...

   Dry swimming.

  Have you seen it?

   There is no swimming pool or swimming, but the girl took off her T-shirt to reveal a bikini swimsuit, and carnivaled in a nightclub.

   Not to mention, it's quite pleasing to the eye.

  But for him as a director, he felt a little devastated.

   I don't know if it is an occupational disease, but now he is sensitive to the faces of these people and lighting effects, etc., with a professional instinct.

  Under the light, the bodies are all charming.

   Unfortunately, these faces have been filtered out by many filters and even makeup in his eyes.

  He could vaguely feel the appearance of these "beauties" after removing their makeup.

  There are not so many beauties in this world.

   Maybe occasionally.

   But compared with his fiancée... The aesthetic standard of judgement made him lose interest naturally.

   Compared with this, other people are quite happy.

  Especially the Pharaoh.

  He is the one who has the least burden of being an idol. He is surrounded by a few cuties on the dance floor, and it is a joy to play.

  Xu Xin couldn't help laughing while watching.

  However, after watching for a while, a sense of boredom began to pervade.

  Actually, he didn't know why he suddenly became "not keen" on such occasions.

  Obviously, Wang Sicong's position should be his own.

   But now he is just standing on the second floor overlooking these people, looking at the indulgent crowd under the psychedelic light and shadow, with a boundary of alienation in his heart.

   is quite strange.

but…

   But unexpectedly not annoying.

   Picked up the glass, drank the wine and ice cubes, and lit a cigarette.

  After smoking a cigarette, he took out his mobile phone:

"What are you doing?"

   "Dinner. Ah Yi Restaurant, a place to eat abalone. The taste is quite good, let's eat it next time we come to Xiangjiang."

   "Okay. What time is your flight tomorrow?"

   "I don't know, let's talk when I wake up. I need to buy some more~"

"good."

   "Well, enjoy the PARTY~"

   "Enjoy a fart, and feel a little noisy."

   "Haha, Yifei and I are eating and chatting, let's go back and talk about it."

  From the beginning to the end, Yang Mi never asked about the situation of the party, or warned anything.

   Not necessary.

  She just put down the phone, and when she heard Liu Yifei's words "Xu Xin?", she nodded with a smile:

"Um."

  …

the next day.

   "Sister, did you go out to have dinner with Yang Mi last night?"

  Hearing CINDY's words, Liu Yifei glanced at her with... inexplicable eyes, then nodded:

   "Yes, how do you know?"

   "I saw the news."

  CINDY didn't think much, and replied directly.

  Then sat down at the table next to Liu Yifei and continued:

   "When did you buy the clothes you wore yesterday? I saw a lot of compliments on you in the news. They said that your clothes are very beautiful~"

   "..."

  Holding a glass full of milk, Liu Yifei thought for a while and asked:

   "On the news?"

"right."

   "How do you say that?"

"Well, it probably means that you have finally found the most suitable clothing for you. It is fashionable and trendy, and you don't follow the crowd... Anyway, it is a compliment. Sister, when did you buy the clothes? Why don't I know? "

   "..."

  Liu Yifei didn't answer.

  She got up earlier than CINDY, so she has almost finished eating now.

   After drinking a glass of milk and putting it down, Liu Yifei suddenly said:

   "I still have to go shopping today, everyone book tickets and go back first."

"…ah?"

  CINDY was stunned:

   "Shall we go first?"

"right."

  Liu Yifei responded:

"Mimi asked me to go shopping, it's not convenient for you to follow... and it's the end of the year, I tell everyone, go back and rest. I'm fine here, I don't care about the reception or year-end awards at the company, you guys go get it."

   The implication: it's a holiday.

   Quickly, a gleam of light flashed in CINDY's eyes.

  Although the mouth is still "polite", the light in the eyes cannot be faked:

   "This... can't be done..."

"fine."

  Liu Yifei took her expression into his eyes and waved his hand:

   "Okay, that's it, I don't care about you."

   After finishing speaking, he left directly.

   CINDY was left behind with joy gradually appearing in his eyes.

  Is the holiday coming?

   In Xiangjiang again...

  Do you want to buy something to go back?

   Oh, what should I buy~...

   About an hour later, Liu Yifei got into the commercial vehicle.

   Sun Ting is still driving.

  Just yesterday, she knew that Sun Ting had a driver's license here.

   And where I want to go here, I have to find a local driver in Xiangjiang...

   After adding the things in the morning, she subconsciously asked:

   "Tingting, when are you on vacation?"

   "...Is it the Chinese New Year holiday?"

"right."

   "The details depend on Sister Mi's arrangement. If Sister Mi says it's time to rest, then we will rest."

  Hearing what Sun Ting said, Liu Yifei asked again:

   "Then if Mimi suddenly said that you can rest, what would you do?"

"Well…"

  Sun Ting thought for a while and said:

   "Improbable. There are so many things to be busy at the end of the year~"

   "I said if, if Mimi suddenly said that she wanted you to rest, what would you do?"

"Well…"

   "How would you manage your time?"

   "Words of time..."

  Sun Ting thought about it again, and said:

   "I must look at the work first."

   "... Didn't you all rest?"

  Actually, Sun Ting was quite puzzled why Liu Yifei wanted to talk about this topic.

very strange.

  Is this a vacation or something?

   But she still replied:

"I know, but before I rest, I will take a look at my work. For example, if there are any tasks that Sister Mi asked me to do before, or remind her that the work is not done. Then ask Sister Mi how to arrange these tasks, and then look at it Is there anything I can do directly by myself. After finishing, I will stay in Yanjing for a day or two. Make sure that Miss Mi will not look for me here, I am going home."

   "..."

   Now it was Liu Yifei's turn to be silent.

  About walking a few more intersections, she suddenly asked a question... not something she should ask, and Sun Ting is not suitable for answering:

   "Tingting, what do you think of the assistants around me?"

   "..."

  Sun Ting was a little speechless.

   How do I answer this?

   While thinking about it, Liu Yifei suddenly said:

   "It's okay, you can say whatever you want.

   I can’t say anything casually.

  Why did this problem happen to me?

   But it is certainly not appropriate not to answer.

  After pondering for a while, she said:

   "I think... maybe they don't know your habits very well, sister Yifei?"

  Low EQ: What crooked melons and jujubes around you.

  High EQ: They don't know your habits yet.

   After saying this, logically speaking, people with rich social experience should understand the meaning.

   After all, they are so tactful, so they definitely don't want you to continue asking.

   But... Liu Yifei didn't hear it.

  She understood the literal meaning very easily, and then said absurdly:

   "They have been with me for three or four years, and they still don't understand my habits?"

   "..."

  Sun Ting was a little speechless.

   Am I not being straightforward enough?

   While thinking about it, Liu Yifei asked again:

   "Then Tingting, what habits do you think I have?"

"Well…"

  Sun Ting feels that this question seems to be easier to answer than the previous death question.

  So I thought about it and said:

"You still have a lot of living habits. For example, when I was eating yesterday, I noticed that you took a respectful attitude towards food with oily residue. You put the oily residue in the deep-fried bells in the appetizer. I picked out all the broken pieces...and then combined with the supplements of the instant bird's nest I saw in your room yesterday, it shows that you rarely touch these foods. And the diet is relatively light~"

   "..."

   Liu Yifei's eyes widened subconsciously.

   Listen to Sun Ting continue to say:

   "For another example, when you were listening to Sister Mi's chat yesterday, you would have a habit of tearing your lips and dry skin when you encountered a topic you were not interested in. So you will carry lip balm with you."

   "..."

"Also, I read the news before, and some people said that your dark red down jacket has been worn for a long time, which shows that you are thrifty. But I noticed that the pillows and sheets on your bed should all be brought from home. And it seems that the washing is very old. I think that while you are diligent and thrifty, you should belong to the kind of items that like to use suitable, easy-to-use items that have passed the "run-in period". You are more pursuing comfort, so you are more resistant to new things .Because these new things may make you uncomfortable..."

   "..."

  Sun Ting is talking.

  Liu Yifei is listening.

  Sun Ting is right.

  Liu Yifei was speechless.

  How much contact have I had with Sun Ting?

   Not many.

   Even only a few times.

  But look at others...

  Don’t mention anything else, just talk about this living habit of dressing and using things. Even my mother felt that she was "too frugal", but no one had ever said or understood that she was not frugal, and she could still get in touch with new things.

   It's just that... new and brand new things are not necessarily comfortable.

   It's like the sheets of a quilt.

   A quilt that has been starched and washed many times will be very soft when covered, and even has a very familiar fragrance.

   Make people feel at ease in an unfamiliar environment.

  But the new quilt will be more or less hard and rough.

   This uncomfortable feeling will be infinitely magnified when sleeping at night.

  So, usually, she will have two quilts on the bed at home. One old, one new. The old one is covered on the body, and the new one is held in the arms.

  As time goes by and the number of times of washing increases, those new quilt covers will become soft and "safe" before they will be taken out for use.

   That's why she's always using old stuff.

   And every time she goes to filming or something, she is reluctant to throw away the quilt after filming.

   It's not that I don't want to part with the money for that quilt.

   But I was reluctant to part with the effort I spent in the "run-in period".

  But these habits have become "quirks" in others.

  She doesn't care whether to refute or not.

  Just be comfortable with yourself.

  But today, a person who has only met a few times directly pointed it out...

   This person is an assistant.

  CINDY, also an assistant.

  But why... CINDY can't tell?

  Gap…

   Is it really that big?

  Thinking of this, she asked again:

   "Tingting, who did you work as an assistant for before?"

   "Uh, I have always been an assistant to Miss Mi. Ever since I found this job, I was assigned to Miss Mi by the company, and I have always been."

   "...you never worked as an assistant?"

"without."

   "...Then how do you sum up these things?"

   "That's the summary. Isn't the assistant's duty to keep the artist in a comfortable state at any time? Not just life, but also diet and daily life..."

  Speaking of this, Sun Ting paused and continued to add:

"However, there was a running-in period at the beginning. For example, during the period of "Golden Armor", Sister Mi would basically tell me some of her living habits. But then one after another, I knew how to do it myself. The main thing is to observe, observe , and then take a notebook to write it down, and over time, the assistant and the artist will be a perfect fit."

  Hearing this, Liu Yifei thought for a while and said:

   "Then you brought both Qiqi and Jiaojiao?"

"right."

  Sun Ting responded:

   "I brought them all. What Sister Mi will mean in the future is that I may be in charge of art training. The struggle is to let every artist have no troubles in life... Hehe."

  She smiles because her career prospects are brightening.

  But as everyone knows, Liu Yifei heard these words, thinking of her carefulness just now, it seemed extraordinarily convincing.

   So much so that she fell silent again.

  …

  Yang Mi arrived at home after 10 o'clock in the evening.

  When she got home, she saw Xu Xin working at his desk.

   Throwing aside the newly bought Hermès on her shoulder, the whole body is directly pressed onto Xu Xin's back:

   "Why didn't you come to pick me up when I came back, by the way, Shishi will come to find me tomorrow morning... what is this?"

  She suddenly saw a sketch in her fiance's hand.

  That...should be the stage of a venue. And the most eye-catching thing is the four chairs with their backs facing the venue...

   "The stage scene I designed."

  Xu Xin rubbed his girlfriend's cold cheeks with his face, and said:

   "When I get back in the afternoon, watch that Britain's Got Talent..."

   "Aunt Susan?"

"Yes. I suddenly had an inspiration...Look, this is the stage. When the singer came on stage, the four judges had their backs to him. And the wide chairs can prevent them from turning their heads to peek...but the audience can see it. Then the singer sang Singing...For example, I am a judge, I like this at once, I tap this button on the chair, and the chair will automatically turn around..."

  Lying on her fiancé's shoulder, Yang Mi looked at it and suddenly asked:

   "What about the link, is it out?"

   "For the time being, I have a few general ideas, nothing more than auditions, PK within the team, PK between teams, and then the top eight, the top three, the championship, etc. But how to make it interesting needs to be carefully considered."

"Well…"

  Yang Mi suddenly asked:

   "I want a position as the hostess assistant."

   "Are you hosting?"

   "Of course not, for the baby."

   "..."

  Xu Xin frowned:

"give her?"

"Um."

   “…why give it to her?”

"Because I want to sign her. You can't lose the character set that emphasizes loyalty ~ so can you give me... like a behind-the-scenes host job like a talent show. For example, interviewing contestants or something~ It doesn't matter if you have more or less shots , not afraid of making mistakes, after all, editing is possible. How about it?"

  Hearing this, Xu Xin thought for a while, and recorded a sentence in the notebook beside him:

   “Schedule a moderated session for a behind-the-scenes interview.”

   "Bo~"

   Satisfied, Yang Mi kissed him on the cheek, got up and continued:

   "She has changed a lot now..."

   "Plastic surgery?"

   "I had my teeth done. But when I was chatting last night, I could tell... Maybe Liu Yifei gave her too much stimulation. When she knew that Liu Yifei was all natural, that expression..."

  Speaking of this, Yang Mi thought about it and shrugged:

   "A woman's desire for comparison."

   "Tsk."

  Xu Xin felt a little emotional, and continued to ask:

"Anymore?"

   "There is nothing else."

   "Liu Yifei, didn't you guys come back together? Didn't you say anything?"

   "What are you talking about? The bait has already been sprinkled out, so it's up to her to see what happens next."

"Um…"

  Xu Xin responded, then suddenly remembered something, and opened the drawer directly:

"Give."

  Looking at the document handed over, Yang Mi was a little puzzled:

"what?"

   "Script."

   "...?"

  She opened the script in front of her in surprise, and there were four characters in front of her eyes:

   "Cracking Silence".

   "Huh? Isn't this the story that stuck with you for a long time? Finished?"

   "That's right. But there are still some details to be worked out... Take a good look."

  Although she had just arrived home, Yang Mi was still working in the next second. After opening the script, she saw a line of words:

"Single mother Zhaodi (played by Yang Mi)'s son accidentally disappeared on the vast loess in the northwest. In order to find her son, she had to fight against a huge group by herself. Human nature, animal nature, maternal nature...she All she wants is for her baby to come home."

   Seeing this name, Yang Mi was speechless:

   "Recruit a younger brother? Isn't this name too earthy?"

   "It's a custom over there. If the first child in the family is a daughter, many people have this nickname, which means they want a boy."

  Hearing this, Yang Mi nodded:

   "Okay, so speaking of it, it's because of the rustic flavor..."

   As she spoke, she directly turned to the page of the script.

  " Act I:

  In a dilapidated cart shop.

  A room full of men sat around their respective tables. They were silent and silent, and their eyes were all focused on a table full of sheep bones.

  In front of the table, the village head, bachelor Li Shuiquan, and some other people were watching Zhaodi wolfing down the spine of a lamb.

   And in her arms, there was a baby suckling in the swaddle.

Breastfeeding in front of so many people is a very shy thing, but Zhaodi ignored the hot and hungry gazes of those men, just held his chest slightly, and gnawed on the few remaining lamb spines bone.

   And the cleanly shaved bones piled up in front of her hills..."

   Seeing this, Yang Mi frowned instantly.

   It's not because of the breastfeeding scene.

  Thinking with her toes, she also understands that her fiancé will definitely not really "show" herself.

  The reason why she frowned was because of this... the smell flowing in the words.

   Can't tell.

   But in this scene, those "big car shop", "lamb spine", "hungry eyes of men watching" these things...

   It made her feel...inexplicable.

  Like it, but repress it, fear it...

   It seems that I have seen the end...

   I don’t want to see that ending...

   Contradictory exception.

  So, she directly took the script and sat on the sofa.

   read quietly...

  As she read, a scene gradually appeared in her mind.

  Old light bulbs, not clean environment, in a smoky hotel, the environment of a girl holding a baby in swaddle and eating sheep and scorpions became more and more lively.

  …

   Close to 12 o'clock.

  Yang Mi closed the script.

   Frowning:

   "Does it have to end like this? The child can't live? Does it have to be so indifferent?"

   "Because this is reality."

  Xu Xin, who was also working on a variety show, raised his head.

  Looking at his fiancée whose eyes were reddish for some reason, he sighed:

   "This is what really happened to my dad's friend. Now he is still in the detention center..."

   “…is that child really dead?”

   "Well, he was killed on the spot and buried on the mountain. He was pushed out with a shovel..."

   "What a jerk!"

  Suddenly, the woman gritted her teeth:

   "Fucking bastard!"

   "..."

   Seeing her so excited, Xu Xin didn't know what to say.

  He has been revising the script called "Burst and Silence" over and over again for several years.

  But in the end, after going around and making several choices, I finally chose such an ending.

  Even if the movie comes from life, it is higher than life.

  Though...he didn't like the ending either.

  Although he also wants to give this story a fairy tale-like perfection.

pity…

  There are no ifs in reality.

   So, he just asked:

   "Act or not?"

   "...I dare not act. I am afraid I will go crazy..."

  Yang Mi suddenly revealed a self-deprecating smile:

   "At this time, I have to admit that it's great that I'm a method school. If I'm an experience school... I'll tell you this story, it will really drive people to death."

  She was smiling, but not half a smile.

   Just eyes full of anger!

   After saying this, he continued to ask:

   "Then how many years has this prototype surnamed Chang been sentenced?"

   "No period."

   "It's cheap for him!"

  Yang Mi began to gnash her teeth again.

  But Xu Xin shook his head slightly:

"No, this is the biggest torture... If it wasn't for the family's influence, he was transferred here. He would be useless there... Sigh. My dad only visited him two years ago. In his words To put it bluntly: Now let’s look like a human being.”

   "Deserved it!"

  She is like a mother animal protecting her cubs.

   showed the sharpest fangs, expressing his anger and killing intent:

   "He deserves the death penalty!"

   And Xu Xin also knew that part of the reason why she was so angry was because of the script.

   So, he just went on asking:

   "Act or not?"

   "...act!"

   This time, Yang Mi did not refuse.

   Just…

   "I want to change the ending!"

   "Impossible, don't even think about it."

   "..."

  Yang Mi was speechless and silent.

   Finally cursed:

   "Fuck!"

  It is extremely rude, but what is more terrifying than rudeness is the hatred in the emotional expression.

   "Okay..."

  Xu Xin got up and sat next to her.

   After holding her lover in her arms, she gently patted her shoulder:

"It's just a movie. This script...you still prepare according to one year. I'm not in a hurry, one year, two years, it doesn't matter. I will try my best to give the role of "Zhaodi" a deeper meaning. You know , the three major judges like to watch this kind of... don't be angry."

"…Um."

  Yang Mi's muscles finally relaxed.

   Leaning on Xu Xin's shoulder, it took a long time to answer before saying:

   "Brother... we must protect our child and don't let him get any harm, okay?"

"This is for sure."

  Xu Xin nodded vigorously:

   "However, not being hurt doesn't mean you can't be beaten. Girls are fine... Boys still need to exercise more and be strong... right?"

"…we'll talk about it then."

   "..."

  Xu Xin didn't make a sound when he heard the words that the smell of doting was beginning to spread.

   Instead, after enjoying a moment of tenderness, he said:

   "When are you going to Thailand?"

   "These two days. After finishing the work at the end of the year... Do you want to go to Director Zhang's house?"

   "Director Zhang has returned to Wuxi. Let's visit after the next year~"

"Um…"

  Following the parents' quarrel, finally, Yang Mi calmed down.

   It's just that this story called "Cracking Silence" has already planted seeds in her heart.

   Wait for it to take root.

  (end of this chapter)