In December, the weather in Beijing is getting colder. It rained the night before, and the whole sky is like a gray curtain. It makes people breathless.

The two consecutive days of filming had just ended. Fang Zhao took out his spare time and squinted on the public chair for a while. The cold air from December squeezed in through the window.

She shrank her neck reflexively, and seeing that the staff was almost gone, she simply went to change her makeup.

Fang Zhao raised his eyelids and his slender eyelashes naturally drooped. He had barely slept in the past two days and his heavy makeup could not hide the fatigue between his eyebrows.

The weather was bad and the whole shooting scene looked lifeless, which made people feel chilly. Fang Zhao patted his face and tried to wake himself up. She was not in a good mood due to the miserable weather.

At 5:50, Fang Zhao rushed to the dressing room. When she went there, her assistant Xiaoya was already waiting. She asked her assistant to get a piece of bread and eat it quickly while the makeup artist was doing her hair.

"Sister Zhao, you are so red and bloodshot." The troubled boss made Xiaoya feel a little distressed: "How about I put some ice cubes on you."

"No need, you've been busy all day." Fang Zhao raised his eyes with difficulty and smiled at her: "Just sleep tonight."

"My sister Zhao is so lucky, it would be great if I could bear this hardship for you." Xiaoya muttered over and over again.

"Silly girl." Fang Zhao was laughed at by her, and she squeezed Xiaoya's arm: "Okay then, go down and buy me a glass of iced Americano."

Xiaoya didn't hesitate at all: "Okay! I guarantee it will be completed!"

Just as she was about to leave, she was pulled back by the person sitting down. Fang Zhao frowned and said, "Okay, I'm just kidding..."

She picked up her phone and flipped through it casually. The staff posted the behind-the-scenes footage on Weibo, causing quite a stir.

Looking at the entire entertainment industry, Fang Zhao is a very typical has-been female star.

When she first debuted, she became famous instantly with her innocent face as a school beauty. She did not graduate from a junior college, and her professional skills were not strong. She was ridiculed by the crowd and gradually faded out of sight.

This filming is the only high-end endorsement she has received in recent years. The response from the Internet has been mixed. Some people say that Fang Zhao is a born actor who deserves to be popular, while others say that she is not worthy.

Fang Zhao's team fought with her opponent for two years to get the high-end endorsement deal. The opponent is a traffic flower, but Fang Zhao is a frog in warm water. Because of this, she was ridiculed by the entire Internet and labeled as "using improper means" to get the endorsement.

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But that's not the case. This high-end luxury brand focuses on nobility and holiness, and Fang Zhao's appearance and temperament are just right for that flashy traffic flower. The brand founder chose Fang Zhao regardless of public opinion.

Finally, after washing her face and removing her makeup, she felt relaxed.

Fang Zhao was just about to be thankful that it was time to go home and rest, but a WeChat message from Zhang Fang broke his illusion.

Zhang Fang is her agent.

Sister Fang: [The brand has organized a dinner party and invites you to come. 】

Sister Fang: [I’ve been lucky to you these past two days. Please pack up and go as soon as possible. 】

She even wanted to die.

Fang Zhao now wanted to refuse handsomely and lie in bed for three days and three nights. But she couldn't bear the fact that the jewelry endorsement was from a big foreign brand, so she couldn't help but bite the bullet and said "Okay".

"Driver, please go directly to the hotel." The Bluetooth headset was inserted into her ears and she slumped back with half-squinted eyes.

The brand is a high-end hotel with good privacy.

When she arrived inside the hotel, she kept looking for a private room: "0125,0125."

She looked away and was about to say why the private room was so hard to find.

His head hit something hard.

Her head felt heavy, and she hadn't slept well these past few days. Fang Zhao almost fainted from the impact. She raised her head slightly and saw the chest facing her, and then looked up at the clean and sharp jawline that appeared in front of her eyes.

"Sorry." The man nodded slightly and tried to help her up.

At this moment, a wave of heat surged through Fang Zhao's body, and the heat wanted to break through his blood vessels... She froze in place motionless, listening to the familiar voice.

A voice I will never forget in this life.

Chaos vision gradually became clear, and the person standing in front of her was Yan Shu, who had been away for ten years.

At this moment, the Bluetooth headset was playing the song "Long Time No See" by Eason Chan.

Yan Shu lowered his eyes and stared at Fang Zhao's face. His pupils were slightly shocked and quickly adjusted. Time went back, the air solidified, and the two stood face to face, neither of them spoke first.

Because they were so close, they could hear each other's rapid breathing.

The two of them were silent like this. It was the brand founder who finally broke the deadlock. A series of greetings blocked the gap between them like an invisible wall.

The founder is a foreigner and his Mandarin is not very standard: "Teacher Fang, Yan, you are all here!"

Fang Zhao was still clinging to Yan Shu. When someone spoke, she moved her steps in shame and moved far away from her sight.

She hurriedly took off her earphones and greeted the founder calmly: "Well, I just arrived."

Yan Shu had no reaction to the founder's words. He glanced absently at Fang Zhao next to him from time to time.

Fang Zhao has a slim figure. She casually put on a brown coat and a beret on her head. She tilted her head to reveal half of her face, and her long eyelashes slanted out.

It wasn't until Ide spoke for the second time that he suddenly looked away and nodded in greeting.

Yan Shu's every look and every movement made her feel suffocated, and the past surged up, overthrowing and obliterating her like a tsunami.

"Why are you still standing there? They are all waiting..."

In the corridor, the two of them walked one behind the other. In my memory, the 18-year-old boy's shoulders were much broader, and his face, which was called the best, remained the same. He was wearing a straight black suit, and his movements revealed an extraordinary temperament.

There were two seats left in the corner for Fang Zhao, so Yan Shu naturally sat there.

Fang Zhao clenched his fists, and the skin around his finger bones turned a sickly white color.

She had just been thinking about why Yan Shu showed up at the dinner. Yan Shu was a famous overseas Chinese businessman abroad. It was not surprising that they knew each other.

She unconsciously glanced at the person next to her with her peripheral vision. The incandescent light shone down, and her handsome and unparalleled face became more alienated.

When the man looked over, Fang Zhao quickly looked away as if he had done something bad.

Yi De, who was sitting in the front position, said: "Yan, allow me to introduce you!" His eyes looked vertically at Fang Zhao in the corner: "This is our spokesperson, Fang..."

Before Yide could finish his words, he was cut off by Yan Shu: "No introduction is needed, we know each other."

Yi De was a little shocked: "Do you know each other?"

Yan Shu moved his chin and wanted to say something, but another mouth opened and snatched his right to speak: "Classmate, we are just high school classmates."

Fang Zhao's eyes flashed and he struggled to say those four words: "We... are not familiar with each other."

A few simple words completely pulled Yan Shu out of her past.

She didn't look at her. When Yan Shu looked at her, there was a trace of disappointment in his eyes. He held the goblet between his fingertips and answered easily: "Yes, we are high school classmates."

"It seems that you alumni want to thank me when we reunite." Ide handed the goblet filled with wine to the middle: "Then welcome Yan back to the country, and this meal will be a welcoming banquet."

The red liquid kept sloshing in the cup, and he raised his eyebrows: "Didn't we have a reception banquet yesterday?"

"Don't expose me," Yi De joked, "Our son is already in elementary school. Isn't it too embarrassing that Yan is 28 and doesn't have a girlfriend?"

"Is there anyone you like?" He raised his chin.

Fang Zhao glanced around and saw that the entire round table was filled with actresses by name. She seemed to understand the purpose of Yide calling her here.

So Fang Zhao buried his face deeper.
Chapter completed!