When Lin Zhanyan first joined the group, because of some rumors and the inexplicable entanglement between her and Song Zichen, everyone would inevitably look at her wearing tinted glasses.

However, not long after, everyone discovered that even Director Chen, who is Song Zichen's uncle, admired her very much.

To be honest, Lin Zhanyan is indeed a person with strong personal charm.

She is beautiful, but has no airs, and at the same time she maintains her aura well.

When filming, she had her own ideas, but her cooperation was very high, and she was never pretentious or picky. She didn't know how much trouble she saved the crew.

When she gets along with everyone, the kindness she releases is not the slightest deliberate element, it is always just right, just like tonight's drinks and snacks.

A staff member held a drink in one hand and a snack in the other, saying, "I used to think it was impossible, but now I hope the scandal between Lin Zhanyan and President Xiao Song is true!"

"How could Mr. Xiao Song look down on Lin Zhanyan?" Liu Lulu threw the drink Lin Zhanyan bought aside, "Does Mr. Xiao Song have no vision like you?"

"Lulu," said a voice slowly, "If you question Lin Zhanyan, you are questioning Director Chen - Lin Zhanyan is an actor selected by Director Chen himself."

Others agreed.

Liu Lulu heard everyone's favoritism towards Lin Zhanyan, stomped her feet, and told Director Chen that she was ready and she could start shooting soon.

Director Chen stayed on the set for a day and was already very tired, but he still patiently talked to Liu Lulu.

In comparison, Lin Zhanyan and Xiaorou were much more relaxed on the way back to the hotel.

Xiaorou held her cell phone and said, "I really want to impress Liu Lulu!"

Lin Zhanyan glanced at Xiaorou, her eyes with a profound meaning, but she didn't say anything.

Xiaorou nodded dejectedly and said, "I know, I understand - be low-key!" After a pause, she seemed unwilling to be with the situation in front of her and asked, "Sister Yan Yan, when can we act in a high-profile manner?"

Lin Zhanyan has long known a truth—

"When you don't have works and strength, high-profile is an annoying pride. When you have works and strength is recognized, high-profile is a kind of flattering pride."

Xiaorou thought about it and seemed to understand it, saying that she would keep a low profile for the time being.

In the early morning, this remote town fell into silence, and there was only endless darkness outside the car window.

Lin Zhanyan tilted her head on the car window and looked outside, her face and heart were calm.

There is a question, Xiaorou asked very well—

When will she be high-profile?

When she can make her relationship with Song Zichen public, it is time for her to be high-profile.

Until then, they might as well enjoy the excitement and fun of an underground relationship.

Alas, after all, I can enjoy this kind of fun again tomorrow ~

Before going to bed this night and after waking up the next day, Lin Zhanyan was full of expectations for the next day.

After filming the morning scene, she boarded the plane back to S City again.

Before the plane took off, she sent a message to Song Zichen.

Song Zichen discusses things with a well-known producer in the circle in the company.

He saw the producer away and saw the news about Lin Zhanyan, and his lips raised unconsciously.

The assistant brought in coffee and noticed Song Zichen's expression and said, "Mr. Song, are in a good mood?"

Song Zichen raised his eyes and said, "I invite my colleagues in the office to have afternoon tea, order whatever they want to eat and drink."

Less than ten seconds after the assistant went out, Song Zichen heard a colleague outside shouting:

"Mr. Xiao Song, I love you so much!"

Song Zichen raised his eyebrows, not being blinded by this bold confession-

What he needs is not the love of his colleagues.

It is the love of another person.

After get off work, the secretary came in to remind Song Zichen that there was still some work he had not finished.

Song Zichen had already started wearing a coat and asked back: "Is it urgent?"

"It's not very urgent." The secretary wanted to speak, but stopped, "But..."

"Then let's talk about it tomorrow." Song Zichen walked out as soon as he finished speaking, without looking back, without hesitation.

"Mr. Xiao Song, you have to go to the finals tonight!" the secretary shouted, "You have finished the work before going, the time is just right!"

Song Zichen waved his hand, "I'll go now."

"..." The secretary was stunned and looked at each other with his colleagues after going out, "When did Xiao Song like the show so much? Alas, no, he is not a guest on this show!"

It was just that the talent show reached the finals, and the program team invited him to show up to cheer up the artists in his company.

He was so active in the serious recording of the program.

What happened to him today?

The assistant is a person who knows Song Zichen's private life, but he also said that he doesn't know anything.

As soon as Song Zichen got into the car, he first sent a message to Lin Zhanyan and asked her where she was.

"Your home." Lin Zhanyan asked, "Where did you put the final ticket?" A few days ago, Song Zichen told her that he had put the ticket in the villa in the suburbs and asked her to get it by herself.

This is a routine.

However, in order to take a look at Lin Min's younger brother, she had no choice but to take a trap.

Song Zichen didn't expect Lin Zhanyan to run over directly, tell her where the ticket was placed, and asked again: "How much do you like Lin Min?"

Lin Zhanyan dismantled this level of routine without any pressure—

She sent a smiley expression and continued, "Don't worry, I'm far from liked you as much!"

Song Zichen's lips rose wildly uncontrollably, and his typing force became much gentler. "Come directly after getting the ticket."

Lin Zhanyan made an "ok" gesture and went to the study to find tickets.

A thin ticket was sandwiched by Song Zichen in a book shelf. Lin Zhanyan took it down and when he put it back, he saw a photo next to him.

It is a photo of Song Zichen and Chen Sulan.

It's not the most recent one, it should be when Song Zichen was in his teenage years.

At that time, he was still young, and when he smiled, he felt a full of youthfulness. Compared with now, the only thing that remains unchanged is the same handsomeness and charm.

However, from this perspective, his similarity with that little boy seemed to be even higher...

Maybe it’s because everyone in the world is the same!

Lin Zhanyan didn't think much about it, stuffed the ticket into her bag and headed straight to the recording point of the finals.

The show was broadcast for more than a month, and the popularity of various contestants soared. Even though there were several ticket checkouts, fans who supported them still lined up for ticket checkouts at the door.

Some fans even shouted slogans at the top of their throats.

Among them, Lin Min is the one who calls the most.

Lin Zhanyan felt a sense of relief like a sister. She lined up according to the location marked by her ticket, and there was a long row in front of her.

She should have come a little earlier, or later.

When the queuing is at its peak, it undoubtedly adds to the risk of being recognized.

She thought, and subconsciously pressed her hat down.

At this moment, a voice sounded in her ear: "Miss Lin?"

Lin Zhanyan was shocked all over. She turned her head and saw that the other party was Zhang Mo's female face. She stared at her and obviously recognized her.

Yes, is it her fan?

After so many years, can she finally be recognized again?

"It was Mr. Xiao Song who asked me to come." The girl smiled low-key and signaled to Lin Zhanyan, "Please follow me, no need to queue up."

“…”

Lin Zhanyan can only comfort herself-

Although she is not a fan of her, she doesn't have to queue up!

There were many people queuing up, and everyone just wanted to get in quickly. No one noticed Lin Zhanyan, and no one noticed that one of the long queues was taken away by the staff of the program team.

Lin Zhanyan crossed the ticket check procedure and was taken to the rooftop.

Twilight has already fallen, and the buildings near and far away have lighted up, and the city shows its dazzling and charming side.

However, in Lin Zhanyan's eyes, the vast glory of the city is not as good as the back of a person-

Song Zichen stood by the fence, probably hearing the sound, turned around and saw Lin Zhanyan, a smile appeared on his tense face.

The staff left with tactfulness.

On the rooftop where the wind was whistling, only Song Zichen and Lin Zhanyan were left.

Because they stand tall enough, they don't have to worry about being photographed and can stare at each other to the fullest.
To be continued...