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The shooting was suddenly called off in the middle.

　　Cen Yu sat on a high chair on the side.

　　The clothes changed back to the usual regular clothes, cream knitted sweater, loose casual, lavender drawstring sweatpants, revealing a white ankle, covering up the soft temperament just now, a few more gentle.

　　The studio is no longer Shen Engbai's figure, as if he had not come.

　　Cen Yu did not know why he was here, and did not want to care.

　　The assistant Song Wenwen came back after negotiating with the person in charge Wu Xiao, "I asked, it's because the brand is not too satisfied with the effect presented by the current clothes, so they want to change one set of clothes for the shooting."

　　"I just called Sister Wanwan, she will come in a moment."

　　At that, Cen Yu just 'hmm', his face expression is light, there is no obvious emotion.

　　The stylist is re-preparing the costume, the good thing is that when the styling was finalized, several sets of styles were made, so the modification is not too delayed.

　　But the shooting time still has to be postponed for three hours.

　　Song Wenwen is a little unhappy.

　　She is young and childish, unhappy directly written on the face.

　　Holding the cushion from nowhere, she muttered dissatisfiedly, "There is no such thing, long set down the shape, said to change."

　　Cen Yu laughed lightly, take the money is the master, of course, want to change on the change.

　　She reached out and patted the young girl's shoulder, comforting Wen Wen, "Forget it, there is no other schedule today anyway. It's good that you have time to change your thesis, don't fail to graduate."

　　"......" Song Wenwen instantly drops his face, "Sister Yu Yu, you really can't mention which pot."

　　At this time, a bright male voice sounded.

　　"Hey, I'm really sorry."

　　Pei Hao came over with two cups of coffee in his hand, "I'm sorry that I didn't communicate with the team, the new career's professional attire is a bit adjusted, which delayed Mr. Cen's time."

　　Although the change of professional attire is because of Shen Engbai's words, but externally, he still has to take the pot on himself for the boss.

　　Song Wenwen spat behind his back, but he did enough to be polite, took the coffee he handed him, and said smilingly, "It's okay, it's okay, you guys are also quite hard."

　　Cen Yu lowered his head to play with his phone, did not respond, his neck curved into a nice arc, long hair cascading down his shoulders.

　　Generally this type of contact work, she is not too involved, all handed over to the assistant beside her.

　　Pei Hao couldn't help but sneak a peek at her and found that the real person was even more beautiful than in the photos when viewed up close.

　　Afterglow skimmed the familiar game interface on the phone screen, he lightly coughed and opened the conversation, "Teacher Cen is also playing Feng Hua Record ah."

　　Cen Yu did not move her eyes from the screen and replied absentmindedly, "Yeah."

　　She was playing a newly opened challenge copy.

　　The last BOSS always flips.

　　"There is no pharmacist in your team configuration, here you need to dispel with a pharmacist, otherwise the whole team Debuff stacks to ten layers, the BOSS will go berserk and directly destroy the group."

　　With a roar of the BOSS, the screen full of red, everyone fell to the ground, the group destroyed.

　　It proved Pei Hao's words.

　　"......"

　　Cen Yu put down his phone and raised his head to seriously survey Pei Hao, "It's still true, how did you know?"

　　Mirror Lake Secret is a challenge copy that was just changed yesterday, she was with the opening team and was still in the trial and error stage.

　　Pei Hao laughed heatedly, nose c****d to the sky, "Because this copy was designed by me."

　　Cen Yu raised an eyebrow, not surprised to meet the game maker on the set of Feng Hua Record, "So how are we going to fight now? There is no pharmacist."

　　"Mind if I operate it?" Pei Hao looked to her phone.

　　Cen Yu shrugged her shoulders and handed him her phone.

　　Pei Hao looked at the sturdy male character in the phone screen and froze, but did not say anything more, and directly opened the microphone to command his teammates to cross the book.

　　The game has never liked socializing, so in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, built a male number, ID called also very casual, called 'summer snooze'.

　　Spring sleepy autumn sleepy summer snooze.

　　-

　　The boss of the photography studio heard that Shen engraved white came, personally came out to meet, invited him to the office, talk about the follow-up cooperation matters.

　　After the project was finished, Shen engraved white passed by the studio, through the transparent glass, saw Cen Yu and Pei Hao put their heads together, staring at a cell phone screen.

　　I don't know what they were talking about, they were laughing and talking, and their expressions were much better than his.

　　His eyebrows twisted, his index finger bone knuckle knocked the glass, his tone was low, "Call Pei Hao out."

　　"Okay." Chen Zeyue answered sharply and pushed the door into the studio.

　　The eyes in the air conditioning mouth stay for a moment, shrink the neck, always feel extra cold today.

　　"Pei Hao, the boss is looking for." Chen Zeyue voiced out.

　　It just so happens that the copy passed through.

　　Cen Yu lifted his head to look over, seven or eight meters away stood a man in a suit and shirt, wearing gold thin-rimmed glasses, civilized and elegant appearance.

　　"Coming coming." Pei Hao put down his phone, immediately stood up, high chair rubbed the ground with a 'bared' sound.

　　The end also do a deep breath before following Chen Zeyue to go outside, that state with the torture ground not much difference.

　　Cen Yu held his chin and raised his eyebrows, feeling a little funny.

　　I wonder what kind of boss can make the seemingly hangdog Pei Hao so nervous and cautious.

　　She looked at the backs of the two leaving, until she reached the studio door, outside the transparent glass wall, already empty.

　　Instead, Tang Wan appeared in view wearing a black professional dress and stepping on high heels.

　　"How long have you been waiting?" She rested the satchel in her hand on the table and half sat on the high chair.

　　"An hour, I guess, and the wait."

　　Cen Yu lowered his head and continued playing the game, returning absentmindedly.

　　"Hey, don't play, guess who I just ran into?" Tang Yuan suddenly snapped her phone.

　　Cen Yu lifted her eyelids, "Who?"

　　"Shen Engbai, the man we ran into in the garage last night, got close enough to see how handsome he really is."

　　Tang Yuan said excitedly, "I originally thought that today's shooting could not touch him, after all, Huaiyu so many game items."

　　"......"

　　Cen Yu was silent for a long time, "What do you mean?"

　　"I did not tell you before? Shen engraved white he is the president of Huaiyu game, our gold master father."

　　Cen Yu: "......"

　　Tang Yuan emerged starry-eyed, couldn't help but express desire, "You don't know how powerful he is, a few years earlier, when no one was aware of the hand game market, Shen Eng Bai was making hand games."

　　"Now you open the cell phone application store, the top ten games, basically all printed with Huaiyu Logo."

　　"Do you know how profitable handheld games are? A game can have a monthly flow of several hundred million."

　　Song Wenwen propped up his head next to listen, wide-eyed, "so much, this is not with the goose that will lay golden eggs?"

　　Her words are not rough, if the game is operated properly, it can have a product life of several years.

　　Tang Yuan tsked, "So ah, after Shen Engbai took over the Shen family, slowly let the company no longer involved in other businesses, only focus on doing games."

　　"Except for film and television." She added.

　　Song Wenwen was puzzled, "Why not film and television? So compared, it feels like film and television are not so profitable."

　　"I don't know, the big brother's mind which guessed."

　　"But I heard my father praise his business talent, before very keenly aware of the future IP market, with a very low price to buy off a lot of novel adaptations, including several famous writers in Hong Kong."

　　"Which book written by those few writers take out, casually make a movie, game, can lie and count money."

　　Tang Yuan elbow touched Cen Yu, who had not spoken much, "I just saw Shen Engbai in the VIP lounge, let me take you to say hello to him."

　　"After all, it's the golden master's father, and there may be opportunities to cooperate in the future, so let's get acquainted."

　　"......"

　　A cup of coffee bottom, the tongue bitter, cool into the stomach, can not suppress Cen Yu internal rise of dryness.

　　The phone vibrates at the right time, relieving her.

　　"I'll take a call."

　　Tang Wan swept a glance at the caller ID, the note is 'baby', know who is calling, waved his hand, "Go, watch some people."

　　---

　　The rooftop on the third floor of the photography studio.

　　Quiet and empty, the cool breeze quenched Cen Yu's mixed emotions.

　　The little girl's voice came from the earpiece, touching the deepest softness of her heart.

　　Two people unknowingly played for a long time on the phone.

　　Cen Yu was wearing a Bluetooth headset and was only concentrating on listening to the little one's speech.

　　Even the heavy door of the rooftop was pushed open, she did not notice.

　　Until Song Wenwen sent a WeChat, telling her that the costumes were ready and she could start shooting again.

　　The little one reluctantly said goodbye to her, saying softly and glamorously that she would miss her.

　　Cen Yu was heartbroken and sad, she suppressed the sourness at the tip of her nose and said in a low voice, "I miss you too."

　　After hanging up the phone, Cen Yu stood by the railing, her eyes focused on the distance, but did not look at anything again.

　　After a long time, she took a deep breath and turned around to prepare to go back to the studio.

　　A figure suddenly came into view -

　　Shen engraved white lazily leaning against the barbed wire wall, low hanging eyelids, two fingers between an unlit cigarette.

　　Cen Yu immediately froze in place.

　　They were not far apart, not close.

　　Her heart panicked, unsure of how long he had been here and whether he had heard anything.

　　Cen Yu did not move to stare at his expression probing, did not see the emotions inside, did not even raise his eyes to look at her, as if when she did not exist.

　　As if they were strangers in the form of strangers.

　　"......"

　　Cen Yu pursed the corners of his mouth, sank down, pretending to walk back calmly.

　　When he crossed Shen Engbai, a whirlwind rose from the rooftop, blowing her long hair up and sweeping over the back of his hand.

　　It tickles and tingles.

　　The man's cool voice suddenly came to his ears, light and airy, diffuse and casual.

　　Like a casual conversation that didn't take much to heart.

　　"Boyfriend?"

　　"......"

　　The actual fact is that he heard it, but the good thing is that he didn't hear the point, the misunderstanding forget it.

　　Cen Yu footsteps a meal, did not pay attention to him, continue to walk forward.

　　"The first few?" He continued to ask.

　　Cen Yu instantly rose up a nameless fire, as if she had changed many terms.

　　And what qualifications and position did he himself have to say about her.

　　She couldn't help it, tilted up her high chin, her peach blossom eyes contained provocation, deliberately angry with him like, "The first few don't remember, anyway, they are better than the first."

　　"......"

　　At the word, Shen Engbai moved and stood up straight.

　　The sun shone from behind, casting a shadow that covered Cen Yu's entire body.

　　The thin eyelids lifted, Shen Engbai's dark eyes stared straight at her, seemingly wanting to see her through.

　　Half a day.

　　"Is that so," he said softly, smiling and looking at her, "I don't believe it."

　　The long trailing tone of his voice is unconventional and incompatible with his suit.

　　"......"

　　Love to believe or not.

　　Cen Yu glared at him and threw open the door to leave.