Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival

    Before falling asleep, the last thought in Song Jianzhi's mind was that Mingxu would come back the day after tomorrow.

    The big whale slept on her side, looking like a dark and honest long rock at night, firmly protecting the master behind her.

    Dream catcher hangs quietly at the head of the bed. When there is no wind, the hem decorated with feathers and delicate decorations falls quietly, as if every light feather has an elves taking a nap.

    Guard the bedside man's dream.

    Song Jianzhi slept soundly.

    This night will be spent in sound sleep, when she opens her eyes again, Mingxu will be back "tomorrow".

    The distance from seeing her is another small step on the eternal ruler of time.

    With such a mood, Song Jianzhi had a good night's sleep. When she woke up, she habitually turned on her mobile phone and received the phrase "good morning".

    It was really early, even at four or five in the morning.

    In those few days, Song Jianzhi also asked Ming Xu, how tired every day? Is it not enough rest? Did you have a good meal?

    Ming Xu easily changed the subject by gag, and later, only after six o'clock did he send a message to Song Jianzhi.

    Song Jianzhi certainly wouldn't naively think that the schedule was tight first and then loose, she guessed the reason.

    But Mingxu didn't say it, she thought about it and thought she didn't know.

    Song Jianzhi rolled over wrapped in a quilt, took the big whale into her arms, and muttered to herself, "Look how good I am to her."

    She poked the whale's black eyes.

    There is another day, less than twenty-four hours, when Sister Mingxu is back.

    Good.

    She has been very happy from now on.

    The last stop of Mingxu's seven-day roadshow is City B, which is also the most important and largest show in the past few days.

    The location of the roadshow is set at a high-end shopping mall in the city center. Before the main creative team arrived, the escalators and handrails on each floor of the shopping mall were surrounded by fans and passers-by.

    A giant poster of "Thinking of Danger" hangs in the shopping mall, surrounded by crowds of people.

    Security personnel surrounded the main creative team and arrived on the simple stage in the mall. The fans interacted enthusiastically, and the scene was extraordinarily lively.

    When it came to the media questioning session, everyone else asked questions about the normal process. Only one reporter was probably suffering from heat stroke and asked:

    "It is said on the Internet that the two leading actors have a very good relationship, and Le Yi has the title of actress killer. Is it possible for Ming Xu and Le Yi to develop into lovers?"

    Everyone who asked this question was embarrassed, especially Le Yi.

    The director was already scolding in his heart who let in this kind of inconsiderate and uncooperative reporter. They wanted to promote the movie with Hemeimei, not to provide this kind of reporter with gossip material.

    Let's talk about Le Yi, everyone in the circle knows how miserable he is, what kind of actress killer, at the beginning, some artists stepped on him to hype, and then the topic and memes were hyped up, and everyone loved to follow him more Bundling the hype.

    He doesn't mean it himself, but the company asks, he can't either.

    But Mingxu obviously doesn't want to go the hype route, and the two of them are just casual friends off the court.

    As a man, Le Yi was the first to explain: "Me and Mingxu are just a cooperative relationship. The cooperation process is very pleasant, but it does not mean that we have any other relationship."

    Out of grace, he also praised Mingxu: "Mingxu is a great actor, I look forward to working with her next time."

    Ming Xu then said: "Mr. Le Yi is my senior. I have learned a lot from him. Please pay more attention to our works. Actors speak with works."

    A wave of qualified business blows.

    Her clear eyes bypassed the turbulent media, like a breeze, calming the restlessness of the media.

    The staff quickly asked the reporter who had "heat stroke" to leave the roadshow site, and nothing happened in the follow-up.

    But after the road show, the reporter probably came to the aftertaste, forcibly misinterpreted another meaning from the commercial exchange.

    "At the road show of "Dangerous", Le Yi expressed on the spot that he was looking forward to the next cooperation with Mingxu, which seemed to have an ambiguous relationship"

    The roadshow in City B ended early. At seven or eight o’clock, the main creative team flew to the next city together, and Ming Xu was preparing to take the flight back to City N at 10 o’clock in the evening.

    When I saw this, the creative team had just boarded the plane, and the director immediately contacted Ye Ziqing and said:

      ?"

     Ye Ziqing immediately refused: "No, Mingxu can't have scandals."

    The director is stunned, how does he protect the artist? This level of scandal is not enough?

    How does he know that this is an artist, Mingxu is now a person with the eldest lady of the group.

    Whether she can make it or not, she is a reservist, and she can't fly outside with colorful flags, not even ghost flags!

    Must be guarded!

    Ming Xu sat beside her, and said firmly at this time: "There can be no scandal at all."

    Speaking, Mingxu looked down at Song Jianzhi who was chatting with him, feeling faint in his heart.

    This kind of feeling of having an unexpected affair when coming home...

    Li Man and Mingxu were sitting close to each other, and could hear some noises. The voice of the stewardess softly urging the director to end the call came from the opposite side. The director could only hurriedly say:

    "In that case, let's make a compromise and let it be clarified at noon tomorrow? It's only half a day! Okay, let's settle it first, I'll hang up, and I'll explain in detail."

    After a burst of gunfire, the director simply hung up the phone. Ye Ziqing reluctantly threw the phone aside and said to Mingxu, "Wait for tomorrow."

    Of course Ye Ziqing didn't direct them, but: "The main creator and Le Yi don't show up. If you make a statement by yourself, it will not be good for your image."

    She thought clearly, "The world is always harsher on women, including scandals. It's ugly only if you are in a hurry to leave the relationship."

    After all, Le Yi's current status is not as good as Ming Xu, who is behind the scenes. She hurriedly pushed Le Yi away, which may be misinterpreted as disgusting others.

    Mingxu nodded and said, "I know." She let out a light breath, "I'll go and call Jianzhi."

     "Well, talk to Jianzhi and explain clearly, it's not a big deal."

    Because the degree is not large, Ye Ziqing will also take into account the details. If it was really serious enough to ruin Mingxu's reputation, Ye Ziqing would pull Xinghan public relations to tear up the opposite side, how could he sit calmly and analyze the pros and cons.

    They are now in the VIP lounge of the airport. There are only the three of them and a father and son in the VIP lounge for the time being.

    Whispers, revealing the unique warmth of the night.

    This VIP room is L-shaped, Mingxu walked inside and came to a corner with no one.

    Through the large glass window, you can see the plane parked below, like a white giant bird temporarily resting on the harbour.

     Mingxu was a little nervous when he heard the beeping on the phone.

    She rubbed the back of the sofa chair.

    The phone was connected, and Song Jianzhi's brisk voice came: "Hello."

    "Hello." Mingxu's heart calmed down. Hearing the voice of her playing games, he couldn't help putting aside what he wanted to say and asked her first, "I didn't know you were there. Game, you finish this game first?"

    The attitude of Mingxu who was accidentally implicated and "was done wrong" is very good.

    Song Jianzhi heard this, and immediately abandoned the two teammates. Under the resentment of the younger brothers, he opened the door and went to the quiet corridor, "Nothing."

    She was talking nonsense with her eyes open.

    Can I hang up for love?

    No.

    Song Jianzhi walked slowly in the corridor and asked her, "Will you be back tomorrow? Call me tonight."

    Her voice was soft and sweet, and Mingxu liked it very much, but at the same time, her heart was even more empty.

    "Well, I'm in the waiting room." Mingxu watched the little people on the ground walking around, and whispered, "There's something going on on the road today, and a reporter is interviewing us. When we didn’t follow the rules, we deliberately misinterpreted our meaning and wrote scribbles.”

    She spoke in a low voice, talking about the matter of being touched, making Song Jianzhi feel a little wronged for no reason.

    I don't know if everyone can hear it, maybe it was imposed by Song Jianzhi's subjective consciousness, Song Jianzhi knew that he was distressed, and immediately said: "Which reporter is so excessive? , don't be sad, I'll solve it—isn't Sister Ye not here?"

    After finishing speaking, Song Jianzhi remembered and asked, "What did the reporter write?"

    The better Song Jianzhi is, the more empty Ming Xu will be. Her voice is a little quieter: "Well... I'm a bit ambiguous with the male lead."

    Don't give Song Jianzhi a chance to misunderstand, Mingxu directly explained what happened, and finally said:

    "...The director hangs up after speaking. This matter will probably be fermented on Weibo until noon tomorrow—or when the director arrives, I will discuss the clarification with him in person, okay?"

    The final tone was almost flattering.

    Song Jianzhi didn't speak for a while, Mingxu waited, and when a giant white bird flew into the sky, she couldn't help but ask:

     "See Zhi, are you angry?"

    "Huh?" Song Jianzhi responded unconsciously and said, "Ah, no, I'm reading Weibo."

    "It's well-written."

    Ming Xu's hand clenched the back of the chair and was speechless for a while.

    It's not that I can't speak because I don't know what to say.

    What should I say?

    All that flashed in her mind were the lines she had memorized, all kinds, lively, dull, clever, stupid, but what kind of Mingxu was, she could say it herself.

    She was so confused that she couldn't say a word.

    Song Jianzhi's laughing voice came from her ear, "So afraid of me being angry?"

    "I'm not angry, Sister Mingxu."

    Ming Xu heard himself say: "It's good that Zhizhi doesn't get angry."

    "Of course I'm not angry anymore." Song Jianzhi had already paced to one end of the corridor, where there was a small window through which one could see the starry sky.

    You'll be back tomorrow, and I've been so happy since I saw the world for the first time this morning.

    "Can you see the stars? Over there."

    Song Jianzhi suddenly asked this question.

    Mingxu stood in front of the glass window in the waiting hall, and also looked up, "I can see, very little."

    Two or three solitary, so lonely above the brightly lit airport.

    Although the airport is brightly lit, it cannot compare with the romance and poetry of the starry sky.

    "Me too." Song Jianzhi's tone was relaxed, not at all dissatisfied with the shabby starry sky, and only said, "Then have you seen it, there is a star smiling."

    "It will make people laugh."

    Ming Xu paused, and said very honestly: "I don't know which one you are talking about."

    Or the stars that Song Jianzhi could see were covered by clouds on his side.

    Maybe she was talking about the brightest one?

    As a tiny figure in the distant horizon, even if the planets are different, in the eyes of a layman, their brightness is the biggest identification standard.

    Ming Xu has begun to compare which of these stars is the brightest.

    She wanted to find the one Song Jianzhi said.

    Then she heard Song Jianzhi say:

    "If you can't find it, then when every star is smiling at you."

    "You are on the ground now, let the stars accompany you. When you fly back, the stars will not be visible, and the lights on the ground will accompany you."

    Song Jianzhi stretched her fingers and counted Mingxu's itinerary, "When you landed in N city, the stars were still there. When you went to sleep at the hotel, the stars were still there."

    "You'll be back when it's dawn."

    I'll be there.

    Song Jianzhi was too embarrassed to say the last three words.

    She looked tenderly at the stars in the night sky.

    So, Mingxu, don't be troubled by such a small thing.

    Don't be afraid of my anger, afraid of me leaving.

    I am waiting for your return.