Chapter 11 I Want You to Carry Me
At this moment, the others also gathered at the bar, talking about something. Gu Cheng sat on a high stool and picked up his phone to start typing.
Xi Ning was still thinking when Wen Chu pulled him out and the door closed behind him. The moon in the sky was very round. Xi Ning crossed his arms and stared at Wen Chu: "What are you afraid of? It's not like we haven't met up with them before."
Wen Chu looked at the moon in the sky and said in a gentle voice, "Yes, we did get together. Do you remember Qi Yuan's birthday two years ago? We just got along well at the beginning. Later, you and I sat in the corner drinking, just a few booths away..."
Xi Ning thought about it and said, "It's like two different worlds."
"Yeah, it's like two different worlds. That's what you often say."
It was the first time Xi Ning saw Wen Chu so depressed. She tapped her nose and said, "But didn't you say before that he treated you very well..."
Wen Chu smiled. She still felt tenderness when she thought of Gu Cheng, but some things could not be changed. She turned to look at Xi Ning and said, "Did you see the banner on the stage?"
"I saw it." Xi Ning curled her lips in disdain. It was as if the whole world needed to celebrate for her after their breakup and everything revolved around her. She chose a scumbag like Fang Yi herself, and she had to bear the consequences of her choice.
Wen Chu took Xi Ning's arm and walked towards the moon. She said, "Actually, we all guessed that Qi Yuan's anxiety disorder came from Teacher Fang. It was fine in the early years, but it has become very serious in recent years. You may not have seen her somatization. Such a glamorous actress is suffering from anxiety disorder behind the scenes. I have seen it several times on the set. Even though Shu Mei blocked it tightly, we still saw it."
Xi Ning had seen some of the photos, but they were confidential within the company and had to be kept secret. She said, "That's not a reason for her to bully you."
Wen Chu sighed: "I know, but if Qi Yuan's anxiety disorder can be cured, it will be a good thing for me, and this may also be the hope of others."
"Including the one in your family?" Xi Ning asked back.
Wen Chu paused, she looked at the moon: "Including, he really hopes that she can get better soon, so that I can feel better too."
Xi Ning looked at Wen Chu: "Then why did you run out? You've already gone in, just sit down. What are you worried about?"
"No, no." Wen Chu shook her head and looked at Xi Ning: "I just saw her, and she was half the protagonist of this party. I think it would be too abrupt for us to go, just like her birthday before, so let's not go, let's go somewhere else to drink."
Xi Ning felt sad for Wen Chu.
She knew very well that this was not Wen Chu's fault, but she also knew that this class relationship could not be changed. No matter how hard she tried to be free, there would still be distance.
Just like her boss, who has struggled for many years and still has to bend down from time to time. After all, in Beijing, there are always people better than you.
"Okay, let's go drink somewhere else." Xi Ning nodded.
The two of them closed their eyes and pointed to a bar on the corner of the street and went there. Wen Chu had just sat down when he saw a message on his phone from Gu Chengfa.
Gu Cheng: Are you awake? It's almost ten o'clock.
Gu Cheng: Send me a message when you wake up.
It was ten minutes ago, the moment Wen Chu left the bar and the door closed behind him. Wen Chu paused and said, "I'm awake now. Xi Ning and I will come out."
Gu Cheng replied quickly: Where to?
Wen Chu: Just taking a walk.
Gu Cheng: Not coming to Mingshan?
Wen Chu: No, I won’t go. Just have a good party.
Gu Cheng: My cousin said he hasn’t seen you for a long time.
Wen Chu: But Xi Ning and I have already gone a long way.
Gu Cheng: OK.
Wen Chu put down her phone. Xi Ning poured her a drink and glanced at her phone. "Did he send you a message?"
"Um."
Xi Ning shrugged.
There were actually quite a few bars around here, most of them focused on music. Wen Chu didn't drink much on weekdays, but he would have a few with Gu Cheng or Xi Ning. His alcohol tolerance was average. If he slept a lot during the day and felt more energetic, he would have a couple of extra drinks. Xi Ning lit a cigarette and smoked while drinking.
She was counting her debts and how much she had to pay before she could get ashore.
Wen Chu listened to music, thinking about her eight years of obscurity in Beijing, and unknowingly drank too much. Xi Ning put down his phone and turned to see her slumped over the table, her skin rosy and pale, quietly listening to music. Xi Ning stroked her hair. She was worried about her debts, while Wen Chu was frustrated with her career.
Wen Chu's phone vibrated on the table.
Xi Ning picked up the phone and saw that it was her caller. She raised her eyebrows and picked up the phone. The man's pleasant voice came: "Where are you? Auntie said you didn't go home, so I came to pick you up."
Xi Ning knocked on the table and said, "Hello, Mr. Gu, she's drunk. Let's go to Ueno Clearance."
Gu Cheng heard that it was not Wen Chu's voice, but Xi Ning's. He was not unfamiliar with this voice, but he was not familiar with it either. Xi Ning held a pen, and the thing he saw most often was her writing.
He immediately said, "I'll go over now."
"OK."
Xi Ning hung up the phone.
Mingshan was very close to Ueno. Soon, Ueno's door was pushed open, and a tall man appeared in the doorway, casting a shadow. He snuffed out his cigarette and pressed it against the colored stone box at the door. Xi Ning saw him do this and tapped her fingertips on the table. This man must have another side.
She remembered Wen Chu saying he didn't smoke much.
Thinking room.
Gu Cheng came to the table, frowned slightly, glanced at the wine glasses on the table, and asked Xi Ning, "How much did she drink?"
Xi Ning leaned back in his chair and tapped the table: "The cups are all here, half mine and half hers."
Gu Cheng lowered his eyes to look at the woman lying on the ground. She scratched the hair on the tip of her nose, her eyebrows and eyes soft. He held her hand, bent down and picked her up.
After picking her up, he looked at Xi Ning and said, "I was just at Mingshan. Since you were in Ueno, why didn't you come over?"
Xi Ning raised his eyes and smiled: "Why? When has Wen Chu ever felt at ease in your circle?"
Gu Cheng narrowed his eyes.
Xi Ning shrugged.
Gu Cheng stopped talking, glanced at the woman in his arms, and walked out with her in his arms. A few seconds later, his voice came from afar: "I know that Editor-in-Chief Xi has a great literary style and a high level of education. He understands class well and loves to talk about it, but we can't just judge things by appearances."
"Really? Haven't I seen it deeply enough? For example, the acting skills of actress Qi." Xi Ning asked coldly.
Gu Cheng didn't answer her and walked out of the bar. The moon was now even fuller. Wen Chu nudged his collar and smelled the familiar scent of agarwood mixed with a hint of nicotine. She looked up dazedly and asked, "Did you smoke?"
Gu Cheng stopped, looked down at her, and said, "I smoked."
The light and shadow cast on his face, and Wen Chu remembered the way he and Qi Yuan stood at the bar and talked, a bit dignified. He had some face that she might not have seen yet.
She touched his face with her fingertips and said, "I want you to carry me."
"Okay." Gu Cheng knew from her expression that she was drunk, the kind that slowly settles in. He put her down and squatted down in front of her. Wen Chu leaned on his shoulders and hugged his neck. Gu Cheng stood up. Wen Chu covered his head with her hands, looking very drunk: "Gu Cheng, it's raining."
"Let me shelter you from the rain." She tilted her neck and spoke to him, her voice extremely soft.
Gu Cheng chuckled: "Well, cover yourself first."
"No, I have to cover you first." She said stubbornly. Her hands were carefully crossed and spread above his head. Gu Cheng carried her on his back and walked towards the car not far away, his heart soft.
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next day
The Weibo popularity of screenwriter Fang Da and actress Mu Xuan gradually flattened and declined. Although one was a top-tier screenwriter, his followers were nowhere near Qi Yuan's little finger. As for the young actress Mu Xuan, it was even worse. She was still hovering around the fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth-tier actresses. Everyone just thought she was climbing the ladder of fame and about to take off.
Qi Yuan's company will naturally suppress Mu Xuan secretly. The number of likes on Qi Yuan's Weibo post yesterday was higher than the number of fans of Mu Xuan and Fang Yi combined.
Early in the morning, Wen Chu received the news that work had started. From five in the afternoon to the early morning of the next day, there was another long night shoot. After dinner, Gu Cheng was still in the company.
The driver, Uncle Chen, took Wen Chu to the film and television city. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Qi Yuan, still in her stage costume, leaning against the corridor, smoking and using her phone. Her thick makeup couldn't hide the dark circles under her eyes. She saw Wen Chu, glanced at him, then lowered her head to continue using her phone. Wen Chu didn't even say hello to her and went to the dressing room.
I was pulled by the makeup artist to put on makeup.
She touched Wen Chu's face and sighed, "Your skin is so good... Just now, they were discussing..." She lowered her voice and said, "They said Teacher Qi's makeup is difficult to put on. They all said it was because of a broken heart."
Wen Chu opened her eyes and saw herself in the mirror. After eight years together, eight years of quarreling and then breaking up, it was truly heartbreaking. The makeup artist sighed and said, "How many eight years are there in a lifetime?"
Wen Chu replied softly: "Yes."
"What are you mumbling about? Hurry up and put on your makeup." Qi Yuan's assistant said outside. The makeup artist's hands trembled and he hurried to put on his makeup.
Wen Chu saw Qi Yuan walking away with the assistant in the mirror. The makeup artist whispered, "Qi Yuan's assistant has the same personality as Manager Shu."
Wen Chu shook his head: "No."
Qi Yuan's assistants are all weak, they are just arrogant and domineering to outsiders.
The makeup artist didn't dare to say anything more and quickly put the headdress on Wen Chu. Wen Chu adjusted her sleeves, lifted her skirt and went out. The lights on the set were already on.
As soon as I saw the venue, I knew there would be some wire hanging tonight.
The director stood beside Qi Yuan, explaining the scene. Qi Yuan was flipping through the script, not stopping to listen. It was unclear whether she was listening or not. As soon as Wen Chu arrived on the set, he was pulled over by the staff and asked to stand in various positions. The weather was still hot, and Wen Chu was sweating from running around in front of several cameras.
The makeup artist on the set touched up her makeup and wiped her sweat.
Qi Yuan looked up and asked, "What are you doing? There's still one camera position left."
Wen Chu wiped the sweat off her face halfway, turned around and ran back, standing in front of that opportunity. Qi Yuan saw her rosy face, and remembered the pimples on her forehead, she narrowed her eyes slightly.
Soon, the scenes began. Qi Yuan did the literary scenes herself, while Wen Chu came on wires. The two filming locations were different. At this time, a middle-aged man in a Tang suit walked in. Jiang Ran turned around and saw him while fanning himself. His agent quickly pushed him, "Director Tang, hurry up."
Jiang Ran raised an eyebrow. This was the renowned Tangren Producer Director Tang. He put down his fan, stepped forward, and greeted with a smile, "Director Tang, how did you find time to come to the set tonight? Who are you visiting?"
Director Tang smiled, cupped his hands and glanced at Jiang Ran. "Are you Jiang Ran? The one who plays Rong Ye in The Legend of Qing Ping?"
"Yes." Jiang Ran replied gently.
Director Tang nodded and walked inside. Qi Yuan had just finished her scene when Shu Mei came out of the lounge and pulled her along. Qi Yuan looked up and saw Director Tang. She immediately smiled, but she felt a little nervous. Shu Mei pulled her over, and the two of them stood in front of Director Tang. "Director Tang, aren't you going to the Licheng Film Festival? Why are you here?"
Director Tang put his hands behind his back and smiled at Qi Yuan, "I'll come and take a look. It's a film festival, so it doesn't matter when you attend."
Shu Mei's brows relaxed, thinking Director Tang was visiting. She immediately asked her assistant to bring a chair over. "It's a bit messy on set, but there's coffee in Qi Yuan's lounge. Director Tang, would you like some?"
"That's troublesome." Director Tang replied.
Shu Mei smiled and said, "That's troublesome. It's not troublesome. Director Tang, please take a seat."
"No need to sit, I can just stand." Director Tang looked at the group of people still filming in front of the camera, smiled, and turned around to make coffee for Director Tang himself.
She patted Qi Yuan's arm before leaving.
Qi Yuan nodded. She took a fan and handed it to Director Tang, "Director Tang, there's no air conditioning on the set, so it's a bit hot. Here, you can fan yourself."
Director Tang took it and said, "Thank you."
"You have a role to play, go and film it. I'll just watch it myself." He looked at Qi Yuan with a smile.
Qi Yuan didn't have a favorable impression of this old man, especially the last time they met. However, she knew that he was a very famous figure and had a strong background in the Tang family. She smiled and said, "Wait for your agent to come out and accompany you."
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Guess what Director Tang is here to do.
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