"Are you in a good mood?" Perhaps Wen Heng knew that she was in a good mood, but didn't know why she was so kind, so he couldn't help but ask.
Wen Ruanruan shook her hair, and as she moved, her waist-length hair moved as well, looking as black and shiny as water waves.
I don’t know what Wen Heng thought of when he looked at this black hair, but his expression changed a little, and he looked at Wen Runruan more gently.
"Of course, I'm going to play a role in Mr. Zhong's movie, and it's my last film. Naturally, I'm excited." Wen Ruan held her head high and answered Wen Heng's question proudly.
It made him laugh for a moment. Wen Heng knew that Wen Runruan was very happy about this matter. However, thinking about the past, Wen Heng really didn't know how long he had to wait.
He could understand Wen Ruanruan's happiness. Her past life was created by him, so how could he not know about it?
Even though she died at the age of twenty, Wen Runruan still lived a beautiful life. Her life before the age of eighteen was never perfunctory. Although she gave up acting after the age of eighteen and became a painter, she was still amazing.
"Oh, by the way, Wen Heng, can I draw a picture for you?" Wen Heng suddenly disappeared a few days ago to upgrade. Wen Runruan didn't want to experience that kind of fear again, so she asked this question.
Wen Heng naturally agreed to many of her requests, which were not excessive at all. Wen Runruan took out a tablet and pen from her bag and skillfully opened the drawing software.
Wen Heng also cooperated by moving back, finding a comfortable place to lean against, and then watching Wen Runruan's movements.
I haven't painted for some time, but during the military training I could at least make use of the time to practice. After I had a rough idea of the shape of Wen Ruan, I slowly began to paint.
Although he hadn't practiced recently, at least he wasn't rusty after getting the hang of it. Coupled with his long-standing habit, Wen Runruan found the method in no time and was naturally able to speed up quickly.
The painting didn't take long; instead, it was very fast. After Wen Runruan finished retouching the painting, she stared at it carefully, constantly zooming in and out to fill in the colors and refine the details.
But suddenly Wen Runruan felt that the person she wrote was somewhat like Xie Jinzhi. She pinched her hand and felt that she was crazy because everyone looked like Xie Jinzhi to her.
But after thinking of Xie Jinzhi, Wen Runruan no longer had any thoughts. It was not easy to find the feeling, and Wen Runruan was not a person who liked to give up halfway, so naturally he refined all the paintings.
"How about it?" Wen Runruan handed the finished picture to Wen Heng with a faint emotion. Wen Heng naturally glanced at Wen Runruan subconsciously.
However, when the words came out, Wen Heng's heart almost stopped, because Wen Runruan's paintings were in comic style, so the characters would be changed to some extent according to the proportions.
However, after Wen Runruan's refinement, some shadows of Xie Jinzhi's face began to appear on this face.
He looked at Wen Runruan calmly. Fortunately, Wen Runruan did not react in any other way, and Wen Heng breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s just a painting… Wen Heng pretended to be curious and asked, “It’s beautiful, but don’t you think it looks a bit like Xie Jinzhi?”
As soon as these words came out, Wen Ruan Gentleman snatched the painting away. He pretended to examine it carefully and then looked at Wen Heng, "No, your eyesight is not very good, right?"
This sudden accusation made Wen Heng a little overwhelmed, but after seeing Wen Runruan's reaction, he probably knew that Wen Runruan's previous reaction was that she herself found that the painting looked very much like Xie Jinzhi and felt a little guilty.
After diverting Wen Runruan's attention, Wen Heng didn't say anything more. At this time, saying more would only make more mistakes. He just nodded to indicate that he already understood, so now he just needed to be himself.
She ignored Wen Heng's actions, but when Wen Heng mentioned this matter, Wen Runruan naturally took the painting back and looked at it for a long time.
It took Wen Runruan a while to realize her problem, but she didn't know what to do, so she just stood there looking at the painting.
I don’t know how long it took, but Wen Runruan felt something was wrong. When she came to her senses, it was time to get off the plane.
Looking at Wen Heng sleeping on the back of the airplane chair, Wen Runruan didn't know how to start talking, but since she was about to get off, she naturally had to talk to Wen Heng.
"Get up! We're here!" Wen Runruan called Wen Heng softly, feeling a little embarrassed at this moment.
In fact, Wen Heng was not asleep, but he didn't want to make Wen Runruan feel any more embarrassed, so he just watched her call him, and then pretended to just wake up and looked around.
"Are we there yet?" Wen Heng asked as he stood up, then reached out and took the luggage down.
"Let's go!" Perhaps because Wen Heng's words and actions were very casual, Wen Runruan felt relieved. She glanced at the suitcase in Wen Heng's hand and followed him off the plane.
After coming out completely, Wen Runruan was glad that she had foreseen the current situation and had put on a few more clothes when she first got on the plane.
But seeing that Wen Heng didn't react at all, Wen Ruanruan still looked at him curiously, "Aren't you cold?"
Wen Heng looked at Wen Ruanruan while holding the suitcase in his hand, "I am the system."
Wen Ruan Ruan:......
Well, he's a person with a golden finger, so what's there to worry about? Wen Ruan was bored and felt it was a bit boring. Then he didn't continue chatting with him, but just pointed at the luggage and said, "Tow it well."
Then she strode forward. Looking at her back, Wen Heng was a little confused. He also saw that Mu Jin was also wrapped tightly, staring at her.
The burning gaze was still perceptible to some people, and Mu Jin could feel Wen Heng's gaze at this moment, and she couldn't help but shudder when she looked at Wen Heng.
"Aren't you cold?" Mu Jin looked at the thin clothes on Wen Heng. Although she was already wearing a lot of clothes, she was still scared when she saw Wen Heng's clothes.
Now he roughly understood what the two people meant. In order to make himself look more normal, Wen Heng thought it would be better to explain: "I exercise regularly, so I am in good health."
Although this was a bit exaggerated, Mu Jin still believed it and nodded thoughtfully: "It seems that I should exercise more."
They rented some cars to get to the crew. Since they were not the main characters, Wen Runruan naturally did not attend the opening ceremony, so some steps were naturally missing.
When they arrived at the crew, they saw some staff members politely rejecting the requests of some young girls. Wen Runruan could also hear what they were saying when she walked over.
"Uncle, please help us get in!"
"When will Lingxi come out?"
After listening for a long time, Wen Runruan finally understood the situation. She probably realized that it was Ling Xi's fans who knew that Ling Xi was filming a movie here and came here to give her gifts.
However, the intention is good, but it will indeed cause a lot of trouble to the staff. Moreover, no one can guarantee whether you are a real fan. If there is something unclean in the things, no one can be held responsible if something goes wrong.
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