Chapter 103: Are you in love, Sweetheart?
When Ji Ying moved her things to the new apartment, she entered the password twice at the door.
Still not right.
But the key was in the small key bag of the satchel in the trunk, and she was too lazy to take it.
So Ji Ying took out her mobile phone and called her agent.
"Sister Yun, what's the password for my apartment?"
The agent seemed to be participating in a dinner party, noisily, with a high voice,
"Password? Didn't you say it all, your birthday?"
"I tried, but it doesn't work."
"Why can't it be opened? I have brought people to move five or six times. It's your birthday. That's right, you can try again."
Ji Ying lost again.
Still can't open.
She looked at the combination lock at the door and paused,
"Sister Yun, report the numbers to me directly."
"Just 0923."
......
Ji Ying sighed faintly,
"Sister Yun, this is your daughter's birthday. My birthday is 0329."
"Oh, right? I'm sorry, sometimes my memory is messed up when I'm old, but that's fine. Tens of millions of people know about your birthday, so it's more secure."
......
Although the password is known, but input the wrong three times, still can not open the door.
Ji Ying could only crouch down and open the suitcase to find the key.
She had just returned from the crew, and her suitcase was full of things. As soon as she opened the buttons, the clothes and hats inside burst open and were almost scattered on the ground.
And because each suitcase looks the same, I don't know exactly where I put the key in for a while.
- In short, chaos.
After seven or eight minutes, Ji Ying finally found the key.
She opened the door, turned around and stood at the door looking at two or three large luggage, only to feel tired.
I don't know if it's Mercury retrograde or not, since I broke up with Zhou Lunan a week ago, everything has gone wrong.
When I went out to eat, I was caught by a fishbone, and it took me a long time to get it out, and I ended up going to the hospital.
After finally getting a taxi, I encountered a traffic accident, watched a big scene where a motorcycle hit a Rolls-Royce, and was finally photographed by passers-by. Netizens almost thought it was her Rolls-Royce.
Now that An'an moved a house, he could also be locked out by himself.
- It's really a miserable world.
Just when Ji Ying changed a pair of canvas shoes and planned to carry these explosively loaded suitcases into the house by herself, the door opposite suddenly opened.
She was still tying her shoelaces when she heard a magnetic bass,
"I'm sorry, I ordered mango mousse, and chicken rice with mushrooms is on the fifth floor."
"Well, no, Pizza Hut should also be on the fifth floor, so I ordered a mango mousse."
This sound is really nice.
With a little fresh and refreshing youthful air, it is deep and magnetic, like a clear spring knocking in the bottom of my heart.
When you read the lines, you must be very Su.
Ji Ying has been in film for nearly ten years and has also met many voice actors, but when she heard this voice, she couldn't help but be amazed.
She stood up, her eyes naturally falling on the opposite side.
After seeing the other person's appearance clearly, Rao was used to seeing handsome men and beauties in the entertainment industry, so she couldn't help but raise her eyes slightly.
Looks like a very young boy.
Wearing a large white T-shirt and ripped jeans, her hair was dyed chestnut, and because of her white skin, she didn't look abrupt at all.
Moreover, he looks very handsome, his iris is gray-blue, and the outline of his facial features is a little darker than that of ordinary Asians, but it is not excessive.
— is an unusually successful hybrid.
The boy's eyes also stopped on her. After seeing her face, he was stunned for a while, and then politely said to the phone,
"OK, thanks."
Just hung up.
He raised his feet and walked over, looking at the luggage on the ground, his lips curved, his smile was very clear,
"Hello, do you need help?"
Ji Ying raised her eyebrows and nodded, her tone was very gentle,
"Thank you."
"It's just a hands-on effort."
The teenager lifted the suitcase easily, placed it in front of the doormat in a regular manner, then stood up straight and showed her a clean and polite smile,
"All right."
After carrying the luggage, he turned around and planned to leave, without the slightest intention of trying to get close.
Seems like it's really just a matter of hand.
"and many more."
Ji Ying hurriedly stopped him, rummaged through one of the suitcases, and found a transparent glass jar with colorful macarons in it, and the bottle was tied with a silver ribbon, which looked very beautiful.
"This is the macaron I made by myself. The taste may not be as good as the one sold in the store, but I moved in a hurry, and I haven't had time to prepare the meeting ceremony. You can try it as a snack. Thank you today."
The boy stretched out his hand to take it, his gray-blue pupils were very clear, and there was an innocent smile.
"Thank you, I will eat well."
......
"despair."
The door was gently closed.
Ji Ying was exhausted by the boat and car all the way, she was exhausted for a long time, and now she was finally alone. She didn't even want to pack her luggage, so she slammed herself on the sofa, turned on the TV, and pressed the remote control one after another.
I just don't know why, at this point, several TVs are broadcasting dramas.
Either Ruan Dongjin's "Light Clouds", Ruan Dongjin's "Gong Road", or Ruan Dongjin's "Hello Summer".
She looked at the pure oxygen beauty on the TV screen, and directly changed the channel. After changing several channels in a row, she still had the same face.
Just when Ji Ying wanted to turn off the TV in anger, she finally clicked on a channel without Ruan Dongjin.
It's like some kind of singing talent show.
The stage was very atmospheric. A young boy was holding the microphone and singing a love song, but the later revisions were too heavy, and Ji Ying couldn't tell whether his singing was good or not.
She only knew that when the little boy was singing, the camera had been cut to the backstage many times.
Every time, a boy's face was brought over intentionally or unintentionally.
He is handsome, with gray-blue eyes, and the outlines of his facial features seem to be drawn.
It's probably so beautiful that even the director couldn't help but prefer it.
but-
Isn't this the boy at the door just now?
It was also in the entertainment industry.
Ji Ying was just bored, so she just put down the remote control and watched with interest.
However, this guy is estimated to be the finale. The first seven or eight players made her fall asleep when she heard the host begin to introduce the last player.
When his picture appeared on the big screen, the whole place was instantly filled with screams.
The enthusiasm of the audience can be felt through the TV.
She sat up and watched the finale come out with a microphone.
With the enthusiastic shouts of the audience, the lights on the stage dimmed a little.
At first Ji Ying thought she was going to sing love songs again, after all, a boy with such a clear smile had a clean youthful air all over his body.
Unexpectedly, when the prelude sounded, it was a very intense electronic drum beat.
Then he started to rap.
When a teenager sings, the state of the whole person is not the same as usual.
The gestures are very gorgeous, neat and crisp, stepping on the rhythm, and even the expressions and eyes are domineering.
She listened for a while, suddenly thought of something, and called her agent again.
"Hey, Ji Ying, have you entered the house?"
"Sister, it's been an hour now."
"Oh, yes. Then what are you doing to me? Didn't I give you three days off? I usually have to see me. Why do I miss me when I'm on vacation?"
Ji Ying automatically ignored her complaints and lay lazily on the sofa, her sweater shrunk slightly, revealing her belly with a distinct vest line.
"Is the company planning to sign another batch of new people recently?"
"Yeah. What, did you like it?"
Ji Ying is an artist under Yuezhong Media and a shareholder of Yuezhong Media, with a 13.64% stake. She will pay attention to the company's affairs, and her agent is not surprised.
"Well, I saw one, it's called...you wait a moment. Oh, it's called Huo Xingchao..."
Before Ji Ying could finish speaking, the agent interrupted her.
"Is it the Huo Xingchao in Dongjiang Taiwan's new singing talent show?"
"Yeah. Hey, you know that too?"
"I know it's useless. There are a lot of people who want to sign him, and Lianhuan Art has also taken a fancy to him. How can we sign it?"
...Environmental Arts.
Isn't that Zhou Lunan's company?
Ji Ying fell silent, looking at the boy who had finished singing and bowed politely on the screen.
She thought about it,
"Sister Yun, you don't have to worry about this, I'll try it."
"What? What are you doing? Auntie, aren't you on vacation? It's hard to rest for three days at the end of the year, so you should be calm. Ji Ying? Ji Ying?"
......
In fact, the protagonist of their topic is eating takeaway at his home at the moment.
The sweet and greasy taste of mango mousse spreads in the mouth, which is very delicious.
And on the big TV screen in front of him is a movie from three years ago.
- Ji Ying took the "White Voice" after the movie.
It's a water play.
The woman was wearing a suspender, half of her body was immersed in the stream, her hair was wet, her eyes were black and white, reflecting the sparkling waves, charming but not demonic.
The drops of water fell from her face, landed on her neck, shoulders, collarbone, and finally slowly fell into her chest.
Then he opened his lips, his voice was slightly hoarse, and it rang softly in his ear,
"Hey, who are you?"
The teenager swallowed and put down the mango mousse in his hand.
Then get up and turn off the TV.
Went for a cold shower.
Um.
Cool.
Heart flying.