Wang Yi was stunned. In order to get acquainted with the media as soon as possible, it is common for artists to treat guests, but she was not prepared today.
So she looked at Sister Qing, but Sister Qing had the same reaction as her, and it was also outside the situation.
Sister Qing stopped a staff member who was passing by and asked her if there were any other filming artists in the studio today. It would be embarrassing if Zhang Guan and Li Dai made an mistake.
The staff member replied: "No, only Yiyi."
Sister Qing and Wang Yi looked at each other and responded: "Okay."
"Hmm," the staff member held the afternoon tea of "unknown origin". When he passed by Wang Yiyi, he raised the things in his hand and smiled from ear to ear, "Thank you, Sister Yiyi."
Although Wang Yiyi felt guilty, a vague answer gradually emerged in her heart. She smiled and nodded to the staff: "You're welcome."
"Do you think it's the crew? It's so generous." Sister Qing was still looking down in her address book for people who might do great things. She heard Wang Yi's crisp voice, with a smile.
After they left, she put away her phone and asked, "What's going on?"
Wang Yiyi had been typing on her phone to confirm the answer. When she reached the door, she stopped and said, "Let Uncle Zhang take you back later. Zhou Ze is waiting for me outside."
"Oh, it turns out there are people who do good deeds without leaving their name." Sister Qing smiled meaningfully, "Let's go, let's go. I'll go back and get a drink. I don't know who bought it, so I don't dare to drink. I'm so thirsty."
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"You can come over later and send me out first." Wang Yi stood there. If she went out alone, she would be afraid of being photographed. If she stood here waiting for her to come back, she would be afraid that Zhou Ze would wait too long.
"Why don't you go out on your own and it's all over? It's just a few steps away."
Wang Yiyi looked embarrassed, "Sister Qing, I don't know if there is anyone outside."
Will anyone follow Zhou Ze to take secret photos?
"You know everything you need to know about what you're afraid of." Sister Qing waved her hand and trotted in in the opposite direction to her.
Wang Yiyi suddenly had doubts about her ears. When did her agent become so arrogant? Is this the same agent who ordered them not to go out yesterday?
Yesterday’s Sister Qing was Sister Qing, but today’s Sister Qing is not exactly the same as yesterday’s Sister Qing.
After upgrading and evolving, now it’s the last step. Sister Qing wants to make a decision, so let’s let nature take its course.
Especially after having an in-depth discussion with Lu Bin yesterday, Sister Qing accepted his heartfelt suggestion and decided not to be a mother-like manager anymore, but to fully mobilize the subjective initiative of artists to **** you, me and him.
But the artist who was suddenly let go was in a panic. Wang Yiyi not only looked back three times to see if Sister Qing was following her, but also carefully observed whether there were any suspicious people around.
Zhou Ze had long seen the sneaky and generous man in the rearview mirror. He leaned into the passenger seat, opened the door, and joked with Wang Yiyi: "Someone is here."
I’m chasing you from behind.”
"No." As soon as Wang Yi sat up, she handed the thing in her hand to Zhou Ze, and then put it on the back seat through his hand. She fastened her seat belt herself, "Why did you drive up the car?"
They originally agreed to meet in the underground parking lot.
"It's too busy down there." Zhou Ze's implication is, can you find it? "Are you tired?"
"It's okay." Wang Yi visibly relaxed as soon as he got into the car, but his eyes were still blurry and dull, and his whole face said I'm tired, don't bother me.
I sat in front of the dressing table from 8 o'clock in the morning to 5 o'clock in the afternoon, which lasted nine hours. In addition to rushing for a few bites of lunch, I probably didn't even have a chance to drink water. The first half was just
The body is tired, and the second half of the session is exhausting both physically and mentally.
Therefore, we often see artists who are in high spirits in the shooting scenes. Once they are in the interview scenes, they will unconsciously slow down, thinking slowly, speaking slowly, and moving slowly.
Zhou Ze pinched her shoulders to relax her shoulders and neck, while Wang Yi started tapping the sore and swollen calf muscles, then slowly raised his head, lowered his head, and slowly moved the stiff and numb back of her neck.
"Okay", after this series of actions, she seemed to have come to life, "Let's go."
In addition to making constant movements, she also had to keep speaking and outputting, so Zhou Ze bought her a throat soothing drink separately, "Here, I've saved this for you."
There was no need to turn around to see what was on the label on the bottle, just by looking at the color, Wang Yiyi could recognize that it was not her first choice.
Although she didn't say anything immediately, she had already made a plan in her heart.
Zhou Ze looked sideways and saw that she took it but made no move. He explained, "I saw that you had already drank coffee in the morning, so I didn't buy it."
"Okay." Wang Yi tore open the packaging of the straw, inserted it in, took a big sip, and nodded in affirmation, "It's not bad. Do you want to try it?"
"Okay." Zhou Ze had no doubt that he was there.
Wang Yi freed up his hands, holding the garbage, and focused all his attention on the other drink slot on the center console of the car.
When she saw Zhou Ze tilting his head and drinking her cup, she straightened up confidently and said, "Do you mind if I try yours?"
"Ahem." Zhou Ze had a mouthful of drink stuck in his throat, unable to move up or down. It turned out that he was waiting for him here. He cleared his throat and waved his hand, "I don't mind."
After receiving someone's authorization, Wang Yi corrected himself, smiled at the original owner with squinted eyes, then slowly shook the cup, and said matter-of-factly: "Hmm, this is not bad."
While waiting for the red light, Zhou Ze held his head aside and watched her performance quietly, dumbfounded.
Although Wang Yiyi does not play games, there is a word in the game to describe her: she is addicted to food.
I am obviously very sensitive to the caffeine in coffee, and my sleep quality is not that good.
This kind of person can avoid coffee, but he still loves it. After drinking it for a long time, when it's time to go to bed, it's still as fresh as a stimulant.
Harming others and harming himself, he was still tossing and turning in the middle of the night, which made people unable to help but feel distracted. Zhou Ze sometimes closed his eyes, half asleep, and really wanted to drag the person up and beat him up.
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Of course, he just thought about it, just thought about it.
The next second, he gritted his teeth and clasped her arms, at least not allowing her to move any more, and stretched out his hand to pat her back gently.
When he thought of this, Zhou Ze was dominated by the fear of not being able to sleep again. He suggested in a low voice: "It's enough to get over the addiction. I can't sleep at night and can't get up in the morning."
Wang Yiyi's mind was fixed, and she asked without thinking, "Why can't I get up in the morning?"