Xu Yan could only nod. After nodding, he saw Liang Yisheng's eyebrows wrinkled together again, as if he was hiding some kind of irritation in his heart. The cold moonlight condensed into a wall, separating the two of them.

Liang Yisheng reached into his pocket and took out a box of wrinkled cigarettes. Before he touched the lighter, he asked Xu Yan's opinion, "Do you mind?"

"No, I have a lighter here." Xu Yan happened to have a lighter in his trouser pocket, and he took it out when he talked.

Liang Yisheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You can smoke?"

Xu Yan raised his hand, staring at the cigarette in Liang Yisheng's mouth, pressed the lighter, and waited until the flame licked it and burned it before retracting his hand. He shook his head, "Director Lu can never find a fire, so I asked Sister Cheng for one, and she smokes occasionally." He

wanted to light a cigarette, and when the fire came up, he had to take a puff, and the tobacco was ignited by the heat, and the white, pungent mist also rushed out.

Xu Yan couldn't see Liang Yisheng's face for a moment, but he vaguely heard him chuckle, and this laugh concealed some emotions, and he could almost imagine what he would say next. You are quite sensible, or you put a lot of thought into filming. But Liang Yisheng didn't say anything, and the smoke spread and dissipated between the two of them.

The weather was cold, and the tobacco seemed to burn faster.

"Is there someone you like?" Liang Yisheng suddenly spoke, inexplicably.

Xu Yan was startled, and he looked at Liang Yisheng blankly. He held a cigarette between his index finger and thumb, as if only old smokers would hold it like this, and Luk Ka-hung also liked to hold it like this. Unlike the sophisticated celebrities in the magazines who smoked with their index and middle fingers, and raised their hands with exquisite movements like performances.

It was also a sweater, black, which could blend in with the night. The broad shoulders held up the sweater, and the fabric stuck tightly to his body, and suddenly loosened at the waistline, so that it was unclear how narrow his waist was.

Liang Yisheng pushed open the window in the corridor, propped his arms on the windowsill, bent down and looked out the window, and tapped his index finger with his middle finger when shaking off the ashes, and the ashes were scattered to who knows where with the wind, carefree and yet with some breathtaking sexiness.

"...What?" Xu Yan calmed down and asked uncertainly.

"I have to get close to you to hear you clearly when I talk to you, and I thought you were seducing me."

... Oh my

god.

Xu Yan took a breath and was almost choked. The wind was blowing inwards at this time, and the biting cold wind carried the pungent smell of cigarettes. He coughed lightly twice, at a loss. He has been deaf in one ear for more than 20 years. This is the first time a man told him that he has to get close to you to hear you clearly, and he thought you were seducing me.

"I didn't mean that, I just..."

"I know." Liang Yisheng interrupted him in a cold voice. He could see his Adam's apple rolling up and down, which was especially clear in the night. "You just can't hear."

Xu Yan licked his lips to hide his embarrassment, nervousness and panic, "...Yeah."

"So what? If it's not me, then is there someone you like?" Liang Yisheng asked.

My heart was throbbing.

Xu Yan didn't know how to answer. He had no intention of confessing his feelings to Liang Yisheng. Some feelings are only suitable to be kept in one's own heart. But if that person asks you one day if you have someone you like, can you really lie to him and say no?

He could only rub the corner of his clothes, "Yes, I do."

"No wonder." Liang Yisheng threw down two words. He finished one cigarette and held the other in his mouth. He lowered his head towards Xu Yan and said in a muffled voice, "Fire."

Xu Yan didn't have time to react to what he meant by those two words. He reached out to light a cigarette for him again, but Liang Yisheng frowned and turned his head away. Xu Yan's hand froze in place, and Liang Yisheng raised his hand to pinch his wrist, "Don't move."

The cold wind blew this way. Cheng Xinlu smoked occasionally, and she bought the most ordinary lighter without windproof function. The flames popped up tremblingly and almost went out immediately. Xu Yan's wrist had been pinched, and he pressed it several times without success.

Liang Yisheng seemed very patient and waited quietly.

"Are you single?" Liang Yisheng bit his cigarette and his words were unclear.

"Yes, don't worry, I didn't violate anything in the contract." Xu Yan explained.

"Yeah." Liang Yisheng responded lightly.

Xu Yan's hands were a little sore, and suddenly he remembered something, raised his eyes and met Liang Yisheng's gaze. The black pupils stared straight at him, like a black snow falling in the middle of the night in winter.

Xu Yan said, "Teacher Liang, you should have brought a lighter yourself, right?"

The pair of eyes still looked at him, and didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, they let go of his wrist and took out a windproof lighter in front of Xu Yan, "Oh, I brought it."

Xu Yan stopped talking and put the lighter back in his pocket.

When Cheng Xinlu came out of the house to get some fresh air, she was shocked to see Xu Yan standing in the corridor. What was this person doing? Although it was already spring, the temperature was still only pitiful in the single digits at this early morning, and the window was open. When she went out, she was almost out of breath by the cold wind.

"Xu Yan? How long have you been standing here? You're not even wearing a coat. How can you not catch a cold tomorrow?" Cheng Xinlu hurried over to pull him and was frightened again by the cold air all over his body. She thought he was hit by the comments online. "Didn't I tell you not to go on Weibo? Just leave those things to me. All you have to do is make a good movie..."

When Xu Yan heard her misunderstanding, he quickly said, "I'm fine. I just wanted to cool down in the breeze. I didn't read Weibo."

"Go back quickly! You're almost frozen into a popsicle." Cheng Xinlu pulled him into the house without saying a word.

The two girls fought till midnight without any rest. Xu Yan felt embarrassed and wanted to look at Xiao Yuan's computer, but Xiao Yuan snatched it away. "Teacher Xu, what are you doing?"

Xu Yan said, "You don't have to keep watching it, right? After the Weibo is posted, just keep an eye on the marketing account and the direction of public opinion. Can you let me take a look?"

Xiao Yuan had a subtle expression on her face. She laughed dryly as if she was caught. "I'm not... too angry!! Someone actually said that everything was our plan and the medical records were fake, all used to whitewash! I couldn't help it and applied for a small account and am arguing with people. Please don't look at it..."

Xu Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Cheng Xinlu, who had just smoked a cigarette, heard Xiao Yuan's words and pinched her face with a cold hand, "Don't tell your teacher Xu about these things!"

Xiao Yuan raised her hands in surrender. It was getting late, and it was not good to stay in Xu Yan's room after finishing her work. She hugged her computer, said goodnight, and returned to her room.

"Zhang Yuanyi called me in the evening and contacted me about some public relations. I heard him say..." Cheng Xinlu smelled of tobacco. Xu Yan sniffed subconsciously. The smell of tobacco on Cheng Xinlu was light, and even a little fresh. It was different from the smell of Liang Yisheng's tobacco.

"I asked him about the contract because I have never understood what this matter is. After asking him, I heard from him that Liang Yisheng had other intentions."

Xu Yan listened and asked Cheng Xinlu, "What did Zhang Yuanyi say?"

"He didn't say anything. I guessed. In the past, he would never call me if he could send WeChat, let alone deal with any public relations. His attitude is different. And I always feel that he is hesitant when talking about the contract. In the past, his tone was so arrogant and cold." Cheng Xinlu waved her hand. "Liang Yisheng mentioned to

me before that he wanted to renew the contract." Xu Yan replied.

Cheng Xinlu's eyes widened, "Renewal? He took the initiative to propose it?" After being surprised, she said "tsk", "You didn't tell me, you just keep everything in your heart."

Xu Yan smiled now, "I didn't tell you, I refused, so I didn't mention it to you."

"Oh." Cheng Xinlu reached for the cigarette box again, it seemed that she wanted to smoke another one. There were too many things happening every day. With Xu Yan's frequency of being on hot searches and the number of times he needed public relations, if it were other artists, they would have made them second-tier artists, but she was eighteenth-tier, with almost no human and material resources, and she was the only one relying on him.

She tightened her coat and wanted to go out. "I really didn't expect it. I thought about it when I guessed that Liang Yisheng had other ideas. You said that you should stop the loss in time, but then I thought about how much you like him. If it was really him who proposed it, you would probably agree."

Xu Yan still smiled and stretched out his hand to her, "Give me a cigarette?"

"Want to learn to smoke?" Cheng Xinlu asked without giving him one.

"Try it. There are too many smokers in the crew. I smell secondhand smoke every day." Xu Yan said.

"Liang Yisheng?" Cheng Xinlu asked.

Xu Yan nodded indifferently, "And Director Lu, Director Lu smokes the most, and the smell of his cigarette seems to be stronger than yours."

Cheng Xinlu stared at her, "Xu Yan, if you have any unhappiness, just tell me, don't always keep it in your heart."

Xu Yan smiled and waved his hand, "I just want to smoke a cigarette, don't think too much, then I won't smoke, okay."

Cheng Xinlu finally left him two cigarettes, packed up her computer and clothes and went back to her room. The room suddenly became less crowded and the air became much colder. Xu Yan pushed open the small window in the room and the cold wind poured in.

Cheng Xinlu's cigarette has bursting beads. Xu Yan had never heard of bursting bead cigarettes before. He held it in his hand to feel what the beads inside felt like, and used a little force to break it. There was a light cracking sound, he turned his back, lit a cigarette, and took a puff.

Then he closed the window and put out the cigarette on the windowsill.

Xu Yan's room went dark, quiet, and a crooked cigarette lay alone on the windowsill.

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I really don't understand why someone as stupid as me would forget to apply for the list, the whole thing is just a big emo