Isn't it good to get married before dumping?

Zhou Canaan: "We are classmates in high school."

Wen Yuan: "You transferred to my high school. You are very handsome and play basketball very well, but you have a bad temper."

Zhou Jianan: "Squad leader Xiaoyuan came to sit at the same table with me in order to let me integrate into the class as soon as possible, and took me to familiarize myself with the school, and even went to the Internet cafe in front of the school."

Wen Yuan: "I quickly conquered you with my charisma, and we became good friends."

Zhou Jianan: "I liked you at that time."

Wen Yuan raised his eyes to look at Zhou Jianan, moved the palm resting on his chin, and continued: "But I was so stupid that I didn't know, until after the college entrance examination, we..."

"I confess to you, we are finally together." Zhou Jianan said.

"You're going to study abroad. We've been away for a few years until you return to China after you finish your studies." Wen Yuan said.

Zhou Jianan: "We have a very good relationship, and our career is going well, and we are doing the work we like."

Wen Yuan: "But due to your status as a star, we didn't make it public, but we got married naturally."

Zhou Jianan: "One day we had a quarrel, and I said something that was too much, you ran out and drank your sorrow."

Wen Yuan: "I'm drunk, you come to pick me up."

Zhou Jianan: "We decided to do some things we would do when we were young, but we were photographed by the paparazzi."

The two looked at each other calmly like that, not knowing that the other was thinking how great it would be if it really developed like this in the past ten years.

"Hmm..." He frowned.

"How is it?" Wen Yuan coughed dryly and asked Wai Wai.

Wai Wai: "Would it be too plain and boring, without any thrilling plot?"

In the end, there was no change, and the final version was settled like this.

This is Wen Yuan's second visit to Zhou Canaan's company, and the first time he came to sign an agreement.

"Our office is on the 13th floor." Wai Wai said, pressing the elevator floor.

Wen Yuan didn't expect that celebrities would have an office, but thinking about it, it would be embarrassing if they didn't have a place to stay in the company.

"Is there something to come to the company?" Wen Yuan asked.

Zhou Jianan adjusted his clothes against the reflection of the elevator wall: "I'm going to join the group after next week, so I have something to say to Sister Kaye."

Wen Yuan: "Oh... you want to join the group? How long will you be there?"

Wen Yuan thought that if Zhou Jianan joined the group for a long time, he could just take care of other things.

"Two months," Zhou Jianan looked back at Wen Yuan, wondering if he was going to be parted from the newlyweds, and he couldn't bear it. "This time I took a scene on the island, the scenery is very good, and the weather is also good."

It just so happened that Shanghai was getting colder and colder, and Wen Yuan fell ill twice a day, so it was really worrying to leave him alone at home, so taking him with him was the best of both worlds.

The elevator stops on the 13th floor. This floor is mainly the workstations and meeting rooms of some actors in the company. There are usually no people, and there is no front desk.

Wai Wai said that he went to find sister Kaye, and Zhou Jianan took him to the office.

It is said to be an office, but it is actually a conference room, because apart from a poster hanging on the wall, a desk, a computer, and chairs, the other places are empty.

"Do you rarely come here?" Wen Yuan asked.

Zhou Jianan said yes, after all, there are very few things that need to come to the company to deal with, meeting directors everywhere, changing places to act, and not even spending much time in Shanghai.

"Do you want to go to Beihai with me?" Zhou Jianan said, pushing Wen Yuan to sit on his office chair.

"Go, we are newly married." Wen Yuan said.

Zhou Jianan raised his eyebrows slightly, unable to tell whether Wen Yuan really wanted to go or if he was accommodating because of the marriage contract.

But I'm still very happy that Wen Yuan is willing to go, "Let's go next Tuesday, and then we go there to buy your small equipment or take it here? We still need to prepare some summer clothes and prepare more sun protection. Let Wai Wai get ready."

Wen Yuan didn't expect that Zhou Jianan had already thought about it for him. He was very happy. He wanted to ask if he could go home tonight and pack some of his own things and bring them here. The last time he went out was so sudden that he wasn't even sure whether the windows at home were closed properly. .

But the manager Kaye came over, as if he wanted to tell Zhou Jianan something, but Wen Yuan was also there.Wen Yuan said to go to the bathroom by himself.

After dawdling, I washed my hands carefully and dried them.

Wen Yuan walked back while looking at his phone. He hasn't looked at his work phone today. There are a lot of messages on it, and he went back one by one.

"do not!!"

A girl's scream came from the stairwell, Wen Yuan was startled, and hurried to the safe passage, when he opened the door, he could still hear the sound of someone going downstairs.

"Are you Zhou Canaan's gossip?"

Wen Yuan looked at the person standing in the corner, it was McConaughey.

Wen Yuan said yes, and the heavy door closed behind him.

McConaughey: "What's the matter?"

"I heard someone screaming just now, come and have a look." Wen Yuan explained.

McConaughey is of Chinese-French mixed race, with deep facial features and an indescribable elegance and romance. He is gentle and easy-going when he smiles, but his eyes always feel too deep.

"A girl passed by, almost fell down, and left."

McConaughey looked Wen Yuan up and down with great interest, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed Wen Yuan one: "Smoking?"

His eyes made Wen Yuan feel uncomfortable, he refused, and quickly disappeared from the corridor.

On the car home, Wen Yuan was holding a draft in his hand, thinking about the scream he heard near the safe passage, no matter how he thought about it, he didn’t think it was the reaction of almost falling, why did he say “no” when he fell? ?

Zhou Jianan leaned over: "What is this?"

Wen Yuan came back to his senses and saw that Zhou Jianan was looking at the draft of his design. It was an order from a boxing gym user to make a clay statue that could be placed at the entrance of the boxing gym.

"First pinch out the body shape with steel wire, then press mud on it, and pinch out the specific shape with your hands little by little. If you need special textures, you can do it, and then paint it."

"Hmm..." Zhou Jianan nodded with all his thoughts, and began to imagine himself and Wen Yuan fighting the mud in the studio in his mind.

——"The Love between Humans and Ghosts Is Unfinished".

"My own style will be a little more abstract and not so realistic, which will make people feel mysterious and powerful."

Wen Yuan pointed to Zhou Jianan's picture of the two uncoordinated body proportions on the draft: "Because the client is a boxing gym, I am a little worried that this will not conform to their tonality and not be strong enough."

Zhou Jianan looked at it for a few seconds, as if he was really thinking seriously, and he told Wen Yuan: "Whoever says boxing must be a muscular man."

"Well... Generally speaking, although there are different weights, they are all muscular men in terms of appearance and body fat percentage." Wen Yuan also explained seriously.

Zhou Jianan was stumped, he was not interested in boxers' figure and body fat percentage, he just wanted to encourage Wen Yuan.

It was quiet in the car for a while.

Until Zhou Jianan asked: "Then why are both of them naked?"

Wen Yuan: "..."

Why is it naked? Wen Yuan didn't know how to answer this question for a while.

"When drawing concept drawings, he usually doesn't draw clothes. In order to ensure that he can grasp the proportion and feeling of the sculpture, and it seems that in the list I took, there are very few people wearing clothes."

Wen Yuan's style is sharp, sharp, and dark, which is completely opposite to his soft clay works.Moreover, the buyers who came to cooperate with Wen Yuan's works also came for this style.

Wen Yuan saw Zhou Canaan nod his head half-understood, and thought that it was difficult for him to explain things like style to Zhou Canaan.

"Then which one do you like?"

"Me?" Wen Yuan pointed at himself with the tip of a pen.

Zhou Canaan: "Yes."

Wen Yuan thought for a while, and said: "I don't know, I haven't thought about it, this is just a work, a work that is exchanged for money."

"Then you make me a present, I don't have any requirements, just make one you like." Zhou Canaan said.

When I got home, the decoration workers had already left, and the two rooms that were punctured became one, which was larger than Wen Yuan's workshop in the house in the village, and the light was also very good.

When Zhou Jianan was busy in the kitchen, Wen Yuan looked at the workshop for a long time, thinking about how to decorate it.

The incomplete hole left by knocking on the wall across the middle still looks very weird. Wen Yuan said he wanted to keep it, but he didn't think about how to make it.

Back in the living room, I saw the script on the table, the one that Zhou Jianan was reading in the car just now.

Wen Yuan leaned over to take a look, it was called "Tropical Storm", the name of the main creator was written on the title page, and the director actually thanked it.

Zhou Jianan collaborated with Xie Yifeng in the last released work, and this time it is also the same, and it seems that the style is quite different.

The male number one is Zhou Jianan, the female number one is a very neutral Hong Kong star, Wen Yuan also likes her quite a bit, she is very hearty, and she often makes jokes when she is on variety shows, which is very interesting.

They are all familiar actors, and there are also popular idols. It must be a commercial film, Wen Yuan thought.

When his eyes first saw the screenwriter, Zhou Jianan called him from the kitchen.

"Okay, here we come~"

Before Wen Yuan closed the script, he could clearly see the names of the screenwriters, one of them was very strange, it was a pseudonym at first glance.

It's called Milu.