Pompeii waited for another morning, but he didn't fill in a shot and was busy getting a lunch box.

On the set, everyone basically sat on the ground or squatted to eat boxed lunches.

Zhang Yuan was quick-witted and snatched two positions on the stone stairs, padded Pompeii with toilet paper, and called her to sit over.

Pompeii sat down next to Zhang Yuan and said, "Thank you."

Zhang Yuan smiled with a round face: "Why are you still so polite?"

When eating boxed lunches, it has always been the main time period for the concentrated spread of gossip.

Pompei lowered his head and ate. People everywhere were talking about Ruan Bei's "sleeping" last night. It was rumored that he had a nose and eyes, as if an insider was hiding under the hotel bed and watched a live broadcast.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but speak: "Last night, I saw Ruan Bei being taken out by a car very early."

An actress dressed as a maid rolled her eyes: "You can see it when you are in the car? Are you so awesome?"

Zhang Yuan: "The car window is open, why can't you see it?"

The maid actor shouted, "My cousin was also present yesterday, do you know that Mr. Yu took care of Mr. Ruan alone throughout the whole process?"

Zhang Yuan: "That doesn't mean spending the night."

The maid actor whispered to the starring rest area and taught Zhang Yuan a lesson: "You can open your eyes and see who is the 'female number one'."

Zhang Yuan looked up and saw under several sunshades, the male lead, female lead and deputy director of "Silo" were surrounded by Ruan Bei, like stars surround the moon. People who didn't know about it walked into the set, afraid they thought this was the drama of the heroine, and Ruan Bei was the leading female lead.

Zhang Yuan had nothing to say, and was hit by Pompeii and whispered: "Mr. Yu is really pitiful."

Pompeii was puzzled: "What's wrong with him?"

Zhang Yuan sighed: "They are not worthy of putting together. My face control really can't stand the difference between the two faces, and I really want to force the demolition of this pair!"

The word "not worthy" suddenly hits the memory button in Pompeii's mind.

I seem to have heard of similar words at some point.

Pompeii struggled to recall it.

When she and Yu Xing were dating, her fiancé Yan Ruifeng, who was not recognized by her, heard the news and came over to block her car.

She asked Yan Ruifeng to get out. Of course, Yan Ruifeng didn't listen to her. She knocked on the car window and asked the people inside sarcastically through the filmed glass: "Hey, poor boy, do you think you deserve her?"

Pompei got out of the car and kicked someone, asking the driver to send Yu Xing home first.

Yu Xing was a little pitiful at that time. Pompeii felt guilty and sent money to Yu Xing on the spot. But when he went back, he saw that he was doing planning in the study just like he was fine.

Yu Xing doesn't care whether he deserves this or not.

Once upon a time, now too.

A WeChat message popped up and Pompeii was pulled from his memory.

【Mingjana: Look up.】

Pompeii looked around and Minjana wore a gray plaid jacket and light-colored jeans, waving to her outside the set, as if she had been waiting for a while.

"Zhang Yuan, my agent is here, I'll go."

"Okay, go."

Pompeii threw the lunch box into the trash can, strides away from the set, and goes to find Mingjana.

Mingjiana looked at her with a smile, "I'm tired and thin."

Pompeii: "Fortunately, why are you here? Don't send me a message in advance."

Minjana: "Come here to see you. Have time at noon? Have a cup of coffee together."

Pompeii nodded: "If you have time, you just don't have time to change your clothes."

Minjana understood: "It's okay, just wear it like that. Anyway, there are actors everywhere."

The two went to the cafe in the film and television base together and sat by the window.

As soon as she sat down, Mingjiana put down her bag and ordered two cups of coffee. Her shoulders relaxed comfortably, and the sad face appeared little by little.

When Pompeii knew something was wrong, he asked, "Are you in trouble?"

Ming Jiana had no choice but to say: "A female artist in her hand was in a private relationship, but the man got her naked photo. I often reminded her of such things and didn't take it to heart. She was so angry that she lost her temper."

It was not strange, but it happened to Minjana, which still gave her a headache.

The waiter served coffee.

Ming Jiana stirred for a few times and took a sip: "Don't fall in love. Now is not the time to fall in love. It's no harm for a woman to be more professional."

Pompeii lightly pressed his chin: "I know."

She realized that Mingjiana came over without saying hello today, and it turned out to be to observe her.

Ming Jiana suddenly added: "Unless it is with Mr. Yu."

Pompeii brows frowned: "...Why can you just be with him?"

Ming Jiana put down her coffee and said with confidence: "Dating a love with a man on the set is down to the eighteen levels of hell, and falling in love with Mr. Yu is a step to reach the sky. Can it be the same?"

Every time this time comes, Pompeii is speechless.

After all, other women are in love with Yu Xing, and if the past between her and Yu Xing is revealed, it is probably not an atomic bomb explosion.

But Mingjiana is right, there is no harm in focusing on her career.

So Yu Xing is a time bomb!

Pompeii really doesn't want to hear his name again.

But Ming Jiana has a thousand ways to mention Yu Xing, and she asked: "What are you thinking about? You won't think of your ex-boyfriend, right?"

Pompeii glanced at him and said, "...you're thinking too much."

Minjana said seriously: "I asked this not to satisfy my desire to snoop. You have to know that being an artist has no privacy, especially emotional matters, you can't hide it at least. When you were in college, you, Pompeii, actually shed tears for a man. I don't know how you are now, but you can't let him turn you into a love brain for the second time."

Pompeii focused his head, looked at Minjana's eyes and promised: "I will definitely not."

Only if you are a brainless person will step on the same pit for the second time.

Minjana believed in Pompeii, so she didn't have a definite answer to the next question, and she spoke a lot more casually: "Do you still have any contact with him now?"

She remembered Pompeii said that her ex-boyfriend was not from a wealthy business circle, but seemed to be just an ordinary person with a good appearance.

Pompeii lowered his eyes and said coldly: "No."

Mingjiana praised: "Don't contact us in the future."

Pompeii: "Don't worry, it's impossible to contact you again."

Ming Jiana heard something abnormal and asked, "Why?"

Pompeii blinked, and the ending sound rose: "Because he... has gone to heaven."

Ming Jiana almost sprayed the coffee: "Die?"

Pompeii licked the corners of his coffee-stained lips and whispered: "A qualified ex should be like dead."

Minghana glared at her.

Pompeii returned a sly smile like a little fox.

Cafe entrance.

Gao Yunuo carefully pushed the frame and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Yu, are we still going in?"

Yu Xing stopped at the gate and looked in the direction where Pompeii was sitting, his voice slightly heaving: "No."

Before turning around and leaving, he explained: "Set their accounts settled."

Gao Yunuo wiped his cold sweat and said, "Yes."

The two were still chatting near the window.

Ming Jiana thought for a moment and said, "He didn't stay with you at that time, which means it's not worth your nostalgia."

"Um."

Pompeii agrees very much.

She used to think that she was good at Yu Xing, and he might think of the old love.

Unfortunately, she thought too much.

This man has no heart.

Even if there is, it is still a wolf's ambition, a jackal and a fox's heart, and it is not a good intention.

It's really not worth nostalgic.

Mingjiana made the final decision: "You just think he is dead."

Pompeii solemnly answered: "You are right, I listen to you."

After chatting for about twenty minutes, Mingjiana planned to send Pompeii back. Pompeii went to check the bill first, but the cashier said that he had already been settled.

Pompeii: "???"
To be continued...