Chapter 11

After making up her mind, Song Zhiyi disappeared from the crew for four days in a row.

After testing for a period of time, she has summarized the pattern of Song Zhiyu's illness. Simply put, it can be said in one sentence: he will have an illness when he meets Lin Xiaofeng.

Fortunately, Lin Xiaofeng is an artist, and an artist of Huaxing Entertainment, so her schedule is almost transparent and can be viewed publicly. After asking Liu Liu to find her schedule, Song Zhiyi turned around and handed it over to Yu An, the assistant and life security consultant who was recently hired for Song Zhiyu.

Unlike an ordinary assistant, his job, in addition to ensuring Song Zhiyu's safety, is to immediately pack up and carry away the person named Lin Xiaofeng when he appears within a ten-meter radius of Song Zhiyu, and at the same time notify Song Zhiyi to come over.

This arrangement is absolutely foolproof.

Just as she thought, excluding the force majeure of the plot, Song Zhiyu's chances of seeing Lin Xiaofeng in the crew were actually very small. But it was still a bit dangerous to return to Huaxing.

Therefore, when Song Zhiyi learned about the advertising shoot for Song Zhiyu, he temporarily finished the work at hand and rushed there according to the address given by Liu Liu.

The shooting location was in a photo studio near Huaxing Entertainment. Outside the dressing room, assistant Yu An stared at everyone with a pair of big copper bell eyes, not letting go of any passerby.

Song Zhiyi greeted him and walked in when she saw the door of the dressing room was open. There was only a figure with his back to her, who seemed to have just had his hair cut and had a veil tied around his body that he had not yet taken off.

"Xiao Yu? Why did you dye your hair? Have you finished filming the movie?" Song Zhiyi looked at his eye-catching blue hair and couldn't help but frowning. It wasn't that the color was ugly, but it was mainly because of what happened a few days ago. As a result, when she saw this hair color, she could only think of the pair of wild geese.

It was really an insult to Lan. Song Zhiyi sighed in his heart and decided to watch his brother wash his eyes. However, after he finished speaking, "Song Zhiyu" turned around, revealing a strange face.

It's not completely unfamiliar.

While Song Zhiyi was thinking about where she had seen him before, the strange man saw her face clearly. His expression changed from sullen to a proper smile on his face with shaved eyebrows, which was a bit funny. He said in a gentle voice, "I have dyed my hair this color for a while, and I am preparing to change it recently. Are you an employee here?"

Song Zhiyi looked strange and did not answer.

Yu Lanmiao smiled even more deeply and lowered her voice: "It's rare to meet my fans among the staff. Do you have a favorite color? Can you tell me so that I can use it as a reference for my new hair color."

This time, Song Zhiyi was silent for a few seconds and then gave an answer.

"I like the colorful Marisole."

*

“Crack, crack—”

The magnesium lights were flashing continuously. Song Zhiyi was annoyed by the dazzle, so he found a small corner to hide. He looked towards the white curtain and, as expected, he met a pair of smiling eyes.

Yu Lanmiao, a person she didn’t recognize, but after combining his face, figure, and hair color, she was certain and certain that this person was the male among the pair of wild geese… no, a man.

I never thought that I would actually meet him in real life one day. Fortunately, the atmosphere that day was just right, otherwise it would be so embarrassing if he had remembered my face.

Thinking of this, Song Zhiyi turned her eyes to the tote bag she was carrying with her.

The blue notebook lay there quietly, and its owner had not thought of it for several days.

[Is this person also an artist of China Star Entertainment? What's wrong with this company? They accept everyone. ]

Who is talking? Yu Lanmiao lost focus for a moment, and her expression went a little out of control.

The flashing lights suddenly stopped, and the photographer looked at Yu Lanmiao, who was smiling awkwardly, and reminded her loudly: "Teacher Yu, this smile may need to be brighter. Can you give me a bigger smile?"

Yu Lanmiao raised the corners of her lips and nodded.

[I knew it, the wild duck I met that day was indeed him. Tsk, he is indeed another ordinary star, so boring.]

After experiencing the baptism of Big Cow and Wan Tian's family's stealing, it was difficult for her to be interested in ordinary gossip, so Song Zhiyi just flipped through the notebook and put it down. At the same time, she planned to tell her brother to keep a distance from this person after the co-produced commercial was over, so as not to affect her reputation.

What she didn't know was that besides Yu Lanmiao who was confused by what she heard, there was a man and a woman just a few meters away from the door who were listening to everything she was saying.

The man had long hair, with the upper part tied into a bun at the back of his head, but his features were regular and not feminine, and it was Liu Liu. The woman looked to be in her thirties, but her deep eyes had a calmness that showed her experience and true age.

The corners of a woman's mouth are naturally slightly downward, and when she has no expression, she has an aura of majesty without even being angry, like now.

"The master you are talking about is the little girl inside?"

Liu Liu glanced at her face and replied, "That's right, Song Zhiyu's sister."

"Xiao Liu," Chen Yuning rubbed his brows and said slowly, "You should know that I never believe in these things. Or do you think these little ventriloquist tricks can fool me?"

"Boss Chen, you misunderstood." Liu Liu said in a businesslike tone, "After all, we worked together, so I wouldn't lie to you. The one in there is really capable. You can tell whether her words were ventriloquism by looking at the reactions of the others."

After hearing this, Chen Yuning shifted his gaze to other people, and then he realized something was wrong.

The owner of this photo studio is her friend, and it is not a photography company that specializes in photographing celebrities. When Song Zhiyi's "voice" sounded, only a few people looked in her direction. Thinking of Liu Liu's previous introduction of this master, Chen Yuning did not show it on her face, but she couldn't help but believe it in her heart.

Before she could observe further, Song Zhiyi's voice suddenly stopped, as suddenly as when it started.

Liu Liu took a peek at her expression and took the opportunity to ask, "Do you know the actor named Zhang San who suddenly came in a few days ago?"

Chen Yuning nodded, glanced at Song Zhiyi again, and said, "Why, is it related to her?"

Liu Liu nodded cryptically and said mysteriously, "Not only him, but also Wan Tian. It is said that there is a secret behind her divorce, and this secret was told to her by Master Song."

Chen Yuning: "How did you know that?"

"I met the main creators of Fengyunlu by chance." Liu Liu answered, "It is said that when Zhiyu went to the crew to report, Master Song went with him and told them about Zhang San in a secret way. Wan Tian did the same."

Liu Liu stopped talking, but Chen Yuning took it to heart. She didn't know Zhang San, but she had some friendship with Wan Tian, ​​so she knew more about the truth behind her divorce than Liu Liu. More importantly, Wan Tian had never believed in those messy things before, but a few days ago she spent money to donate a golden statue to a prestigious temple in Anchuan City.

If you think about it carefully, it is indeed a bit strange.

Chen Yuning was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "I will think about Song Zhiyu's work arrangements again."

After hearing this, Liu Liu felt relieved. Song Zhiyu was now in the rising stage of his career, and it was unlikely that the company would hide him. However, if he failed to renew his contract, he would most likely be squeezed dry of his last bit of value.

As Song Zhiyi's future partner, Liu Liu was very happy to help her solve this problem in advance.

"Besides." Seeing Chen Yuning lift her feet and want to walk towards Song Zhiyi, Liu Liu's eyes twitched and he quickly spoke to stop her, "As a master, she always has some small quirks that are different from ordinary people. Master Song just likes to pretend to be an ordinary person, so it's best not to mention these things in front of her, otherwise, it may offend some invisible existence."

The source of the news was naturally Song Zhiyi’s number one “believer”, Chen Fei.

Chen Yuning paused for a moment, but finally changed direction. "I still have work to do. Don't bother me with these mysterious things in the future."

…

In a minimalist office with only black and white colors, Chen Yuning sat next to a large floor-to-ceiling window, with a surveillance video playing repeatedly on the computer in front of her.

She was wearing expensive noise-cancelling headphones, her brows furrowed, and finally she stopped the video with a click.

So noisy. This studio surveillance is really noisy.

She took off her headphones and turned to look at the neon lights outside the window that were lighting up one after another. It was dark outside without her noticing.

Knock knock——

There was a rhythmic knock on the office door, and Chen Yuning said "Come in" without raising his head.

A black-haired boy in an orange and white sweatshirt walked in, inserted the USB drive into the computer in front of Chen Yuning with familiarity, and said, "Auntie, I have sorted out all the audio for you. The file name is the sound source."

Chen Yuning nodded and smiled at the boy: "Thank you for your hard work today. It's getting dark. Go home quickly."

As she spoke, she clicked the mouse to open the USB folder, but when she picked up the headphones, she found that the footsteps that should have been there were still no signs in the office.

Chen Yuning glanced at the black-haired boy still standing behind her and asked, "Nanfeng, what's wrong?"

Qi Nanfeng smiled, revealing his gentle and harmless pointed fangs: "Nothing, I'm just curious why my aunt wants this video?"

"There are some minor issues that need to be verified." Chen Yuning tried to brush off the question. After she finished speaking, she seemed to remember something and asked, "This surveillance video should not have been edited, right?"

Qi Nanfeng shook his head and replied, "It's very complete, including the audio, there's no trace of editing or modification."

That's right, she got it directly from the studio owner, so why would he edit it to fool her? Chen Yuning seemed relieved and ordered Qi Nanfeng to leave again.

After everyone left, she put on her headphones and moved the mouse to the file named female voice.

…

After Qi Nanfeng left Huaxing Entertainment, he went straight home.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a white long-haired lion cat squatting in the entrance hall, making sweet noises. When it saw that its owner had no intention of feeding it, it almost let out a short, urgent meow from its throat.

"Okay, Qiuqiu, can you just be good for a while? I still have things to do." Qi Nanfeng sighed, stretched out his hand and patted the cat's head twice, then pushed open the door and quickly slipped in.

Qiuqiu was still barking outside, but in Qi Nanfeng's eyes, there were obviously more important things than feeding the cat and shoveling its poop.

He started the computer in front of him, inserted the spare USB drive, and then printed out the photos one by one.

The photo is blurry, and the perspective is from top to bottom, as if it was captured from a surveillance camera.

This was indeed captured from surveillance footage.

If Chen Yuning was present, she would be able to tell at a glance that this was the surveillance video that she gave to Qi Nanfeng and asked him to separate the audio, and every photo here was of Song Zhiyi.

"It's almost there." Qi Nanfeng muttered to himself as he touched the still warm photo.

I will get to know her again soon.