Qin Yinong took a sip of wine and choked suddenly. She sucked the tissue from the glass turntable, pressed it slowly on the corner of her lips a few times, and then started coughing gently.

Tang Ruoyao caught it with a sharp ear, resisted the urge to look back immediately, and finished the words in his mouth slowly, before pretending to look at Qin Yinong inadvertently.

I don’t know if it’s because of the light, Qin Yidan’s makeup on his face is not as thick as usual, and he is listless. When he covered his lips and coughed, a slight crimson appeared on his cheeks, but the crimson was not natural rosy, but a slightly morbid flush, which reminded people of two words - weak willow Fufeng, sick like Xizi, and involuntarily felt pity.

Tang Ruoyao watched her come out for a while and could no longer continue the topic with Dai Yongqing normally, and agreed to continue asking for advice on the set next time he had time.

She was thinking about whether to care about Qin Yinong symbolically, but she heard the other party magically stopping her intermittent coughing and reopening the bottle of wine to drink.

Qin Yinong took a sip and thought: The wine has no sour taste and is still not delicious.

Tang Ruoyao frowned almost imperceptibly. She thought Qin Yinong was just like some people in the upper class, and had the leisure and elegance to drink some red wine to cheer up. However, she unexpectedly thought that her drinking attitude seemed to be addicted to alcohol.

"Teacher Qin." Seeing that Qin Yinan had not eaten a few bites of the table of dishes and pouring wine down like water, Tang Ruoyao finally spoke unbearably. Of course, there was no accusation in her tone, and she did not dare to blame her, but came closer to her and shouted softly.

Both of them are starring actors. Although Tang Ruoyao is young, he has awards in hand. He is very capable of sitting next to Qin Yinong.

"Hmm?" Qin Yinong turned his head lazily and smiled at her.

She seemed to laugh often outside, and she didn't know if she was really happy or pretending to be happy. Tang Ruoyao had such an idea in his mind.

"The pot of Codonopsis and Black Chicken Soup is very good. Do you need me to give you a bowl to try?" Tang Ruoyao did not directly advise her not to drink it, but changed her way in a roundabout way.

Qin Yinong made a thoughtful expression and said slowly: "Um."

Tang Ruoyao's heart tightened with her, and his eyes fell on the red wine bottle next to her hand intentionally or unintentionally, and the liquid level in the bottle had dropped to halfway.

Qin Yinong noticed her eyes and said to herself: So that's how it is.

She hung Tang Ruoyao for a while without going up or down, and opened her mouth with a pity for a while: "Taste."

Tang Ruoyao breathed a sigh of relief and did not seem attentive to get her soup.

Tang Ruoyao is like Qin Yinong. Although she is thin, she is not a type with a particularly slim and small skeleton. She has a handsome face, can support thick costumes, and can easily control the freshness. For actors, appearance is not the most important, but appearance is not unimportant. After all, there are a few actors who can completely transcend appearance limitations. Photographing on the big screen makes the actor's shape and appearance more stringent.

Commonly known as God's food, both of them are.

Tang Ruoyao's fingers are slender, his finger bones are distinct, and the skin on the back of his hand is fair and delicate. When he is forced, he can easily see the blue blood vessels under the skin, which are healthy and powerful. Whether it is holding a bowl or holding a spoon, his hands are very stable...

Hmm.

Qin Yinong suddenly left a god without any hesitation.

Not always, she is very stable, and she is not stable at all when she pretends to be wrong.

"Teacher Qin, be careful," Tang Ruoyao whispered.

Qin Yinong came back to his senses and stirred two slices of stewed soft chicken at the bottom of the bowl with a spoon, and hung his long eyelashes.

Qin Yinong stopped drinking when she had soup. It didn't taste much anyway. The things she could hold in her belly were limited. When the soup was filled with water, the wine was naturally pushed back.

After drinking for three rounds of food and five flavors, everyone in the private room went back to their rooms.

Only Tang Ruoyao and Qin Yinong live on the same floor, and the other actors were arranged on the other floor by the producer director of the crew.

The people in the elevator opened the door one after another, and in the end they were only two and their respective assistants. They stopped in the corridor, one left and one right, Qin Yinong stood in front of his room door, and the door behind him was opened by Guan Han, and the snow-lit light pouring out from inside illuminated half of her body.

"Good night, kid." Qin Yi smiled kindly.

"Good night, Teacher Qin." Tang Ruoyao bowed slightly to answer.

Each comes in.

Tang Ruoyao pressed his back against the door panel, pulled the corners of his lips stiffly, and a burst of breath ejaculated from his nose.

Who are you calling? I called her all night. Is she a child? Isn’t Qin Yinong clear?

When she used to be, did she treat herself as a child?

This beast!

***

Qin Bird Yi Nong picked up the kettle on the table and poured herself a glass of water. The water was burned before she went out. The electric kettle was good insulated, but it was still warm when poured out.

Qin Yinan leaned forward with his nose and sniffed it on the water surface. He didn't smell the strange smell, so he took a sip with confidence.

Guan Han: "Sister Qin, Sister An Ling just sent me a message saying that she had found it."

Qin Yinong was indifferent to the mood, but he still raised his eyebrows with great shame and expressed his curiosity: "Who is it?"

Guan Han reported a name.

"It's her." Qin Yinong's tone was as ordinary as the statement that "the sun comes out from the east again today." He drank a sip of water again and smiled faintly: "Then?"

Guan Han said: "Sister An Ling said that if the other party wants to explode, he would choose to explode when the movie is turned on. He would use the popularity of the movie to start the movie to get rid of you and get twice the result with half the effort."

Qin Yinong nodded and commented with a smile: "No, you can save some money and you are very careful in your budget."

Guan Han was anxious and angry all night, and Qin Yi was so thick that she was light and gentle. Her face was not visible, and her heart was almost angry.

An Ling didn't spend time with Qin Yinong day and night, and she couldn't see some things. Qin Yinong believed it as soon as he said it, and only regretted that he was not strong behind his back. But Qin Yinong could not completely hide it from Guan Han, who was basically together except for sleeping. Today she accompanied Qin Yinong into the room. The woman was lying in the quilt, with a pair of beautiful eyes in love, and looked over with a little nervousness.

Qin Yinong's expression at that moment was even deeper than disgust. She seemed to suddenly think of something, her expression changed, and it was extremely difficult to see. She raised her hand and pressed her heart, suppressed the urge to vomit, and snatched the door.

If Qin Yinong hadn't been able to live in the same room with that person and his condition was not good, how could Guan Han call at the door and let Tang Ruoyao hear it and see the scene inside.

Rather than saying that Qin Yinong doesn't care, it's better to say that she doesn't care, and has been using such thoughts to hypnotize herself. She really doesn't care.

If she really doesn't mind the slander of others, why did she clench her fists quietly behind her? Why did she lay a completely different open-minded star path for Tang Ruoyao?

"Have she not made money recently, so she can only rely on the popularity of the movie when she gets ready-made black materials?" Qin Yinong loosened her five fingers one by one, and said half jokingly.

Guan Han looked at her with a blank expression: "Maybe it is."

Qin Yinong opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he gave up and said, "It's late at night, go back to sleep."

Guan Han nodded and retreated.

Before closing the door, she looked inside deeply. Qin Yinong leaned against the table, holding a half-drink water cup in one hand, lowered her eyes, and quietly shining. The silhouette on her side was particularly deserted by the light.

Seeing Guan Han's gaze, Qin Yinong raised her head, almost an instinctive reaction. Her lips followed the physical memory formed by repeated repetitions and immediately opened a beautiful smile.

"Good night." The woman smiled sweetly.

"Good night." Guan Han brought the door in a complicated mood.

Click—

The door was gently locked.

The smile on Qin Yinong's face immediately disappeared.

She pulled the chair and sat down, kicked off her disposable slippers, raised her feet and stepped on her stool, curled up with grievance, and buried herself in the narrow chair, biting her teeth tightly, and her forehead tightly against her knees.

A few steps away was the spacious and soft bed, but in the dark, it was like a monster with huge mouths open, swallowing her desperately. Qin Yinong couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a car whistle suddenly sounded outside the window. She looked like a frightened bird, and suddenly raised her head, her pupils suddenly shrank, and she reacted, and her back was soaked in cold sweat.

***

Tang Ruoyao took a shower and sat on the bed to review the script. After a month of script in her hand, the corners had been turned unevenly.

The phone that was placed aside shook a little.

Tang Ruoyao finished writing the note in his hand, put it into the script, and then picked up his phone and slid it open the screen.

It was that script group. Since she joined the group, this group was basically useless, but no one disbanded and kept it. She was worried about the scene she had just thought about, and absent-mindedly clicked off the news, but was stunned when she saw the person sending the message clearly.

dakfjsjfa: [[Congratulations on getting rich, good luck]]

Tang Ruoyao frowned.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly sent a red envelope to the group?

Tang Ruoyao clicked to collect it casually, and based on the intention of reciprocity, he replied.

Qin Yinong received it and sent another one over.

Tang Ruoyao: “…”

She tentatively replied to another one.

Qin Yinong actually posted it for the third time.

Qin Yinong stopped until the group chat box was filled with red envelope information, and did not say a word. Qin Kangqiao came quietly and walked even quieter.

Tang Ruoyao was full of questions and turned the news from beginning to end. The rich imagination of the film worker and her unusual attention to Qin Yinong made her unable to calm down no matter how hard she was.

Could something be wrong? Are you asking her for help using a secret code?

Tang Ruoyao was frightened by his guess and clicked Qin Yinong's private chat box from the group members. After hesitating for a few years, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and sent it out.

Tang Ruoyao: [You haven't received a red envelope yet]

Qin Yinong still didn't reply to her.

Tang Ruoyao tossed and turned, turned over every minute, and finally got up from the bed, took a coat from the coat rack, put it outside the pajamas, opened the door and went out, raised his hand and knocked on the door opposite.

She just came over to confirm whether Qin Yinong was safe and had no other thoughts.

Even ordinary colleagues have this obligation, especially in the evening, something happened.

By the way, Tang Ruoyao suddenly remembered that someone sneaked into her room during the day. In the corridor with air conditioning on, his arm was immediately stimulated by his brain and got goose bumps.

Don’t worry about being gossiped when you hear it. Tang Ruoyao frowned, knuckles pressed hard, knocked heavily on the door a few times, and raised his voice and shouted: “Teacher Qin, are you inside?”
To be continued...