Chapter 1834 Does it hurt?

"A professional actor like me wouldn't forget the plot even if I didn't appear on camera for a month,"

The girl's delicate eyebrows contained a little pride. She knocked on the table and said,

"Besides, the scripts have been a real pain reliever for me these days. Not only have I memorized the scenes I've already played, but I've also memorized the scenes that I haven't played yet."

But this sentence did not receive any praise or teasing from the boy. His drunken eyes gradually took on a different look, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly faded.

"Does it hurt?"

He almost murmured these words, and the look of heartache filled the boy's amber pupils completely and unscrupulously.

Shen Pianpian was stunned for a moment.

The laughter and the crisp, noisy clinking of glasses all around seemed to be instantly covered by a veil, and the only things left in the world were their eyes staring at each other.

Penetrating the curling mist and light and shadow, a pair of stunned eyes, a pair of eyes that showed heartache unscrupulously because of being drunk, reached each other's sight.

It wasn't until someone placed the cup in front of Shen Pianpian with a thud that the girl slowly retracted her gaze, smiled, shook the cup, and answered softly,

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Manager Yan withdrew his hand indifferently, then took another glass of wine and clinked it with Su Yu.

"Mr. Su, let me toast you a glass. Thank you for taking care of us on the set."

Su Yu also slowly withdrew his gaze, supported his cheek and looked up at Yan Yi's expression, smiled softly, and raised his glass casually to the agent, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

Amidst the bustling crowd, the young man looked so lonely as he tilted his head back to drink, like a silhouette that was out of place in the bustle.

Shen Pianpian looked at him, took a final breath, raised her hand to take Yan Yi's wine glass beside her, tilted her head back and took a big sip.

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After a chaotic and lively night, it was time to officially start shooting the next day.

But among the entire Shangxie crew, almost no one who attended the welcome party last night could get up on time, even the director was no exception.

Director Ouyang, who found out that he got up late, simply gave him half a day off and said that the filming would officially start in the afternoon.

Agent Yan, who was about to knock on Shen Pianpian's door, stopped, looked at the new message, raised his eyebrows helplessly, and turned back to his room.

It was not until nearly eleven o'clock in the morning that Shen Pianpian finally woke up when the phone rang.

The sunlight passed through the curtains, spreading from the white sheets to the messy long black hair. Amid the tinkling sound of the bells, the first movement was a slender hand.

The hand stretched out from the white quilt, the slender wrist stretched longer and longer, and the slender and graceful fingers moved left and right on the bed sheet for a long time before finally touching the vibrating mobile phone from the bedside.

Then the girl stuck her head out from under the quilt, closed her eyes, pressed the answer button, put the phone to her ear, and said "Hello" lazily in a long voice.

After a moment, an elegant and low chuckle came from the other side.

"Lazy pig, why are you still sleeping?"

As a voice control, Miss Shen soon sobered up a little.

She pulled back the quilt, squinted her eyes and smiled sweetly in the sunlight, then rolled over happily and said in a voice that was full of sugar,

"I'm waiting for your call, Mr. Alarm Clock."