MTL - Thousands of People Suspected of Rebirth and Became Popular on the Internet-Chapter 150 Meet Wen Yan again

The photographer's movement of pressing the shutter hardly stopped.

The teenager on the screen was wearing a finely crafted crescent-white ancient costume. The wind was blowing, and the dragon beard, bangs and the hem of the clothes on both sides of the cheeks fluttered in the wind, looking immortal.

Coupled with that fair and delicate face, every move under the camera can be captured and turned into a poster. There is no dead angle in 360 degrees, and it looks good no matter how you take it.

There were many people standing around, all of whom were staff members. Wu Weiguang was also standing in the crowd, with a smile that could not be concealed on his face. Small treasures were small treasures, and they could always surprise him.

Good acting and looks fit the role.

The photographer became more and more excited as he took pictures. He had no intention of stopping. It was An Qingyan who called to stop first. He took the water handed over by his assistant and took a sip through a straw, then said to the staff, "Please put the blindfolded one. Bring the ribbon."

"Okay!" The staff quickly ran over and took the thing. It was a white ribbon about half a meter long and two knuckles wide, which felt good to the touch.

An Qingyan walked to the curtain again, her white and slender hands covered her clear eyes with a ribbon, and tied a knot at the back of her head at will.

In the early stage, Shen Tinghan was blind in both eyes, and his eyes were covered with white gauze all the year round. Later, in the process of revenge, he met Lin Xiao, the young master of the wolf clan, and was healed by the other party.

At the same time as the young man tied the ribbon, the people around him once again glued their eyes to him, blocking those eyes, but a little more fragile feeling of brokenness, which made the superior face even more Chilled.

It's really awesome!

Juejeeko's mother has opened the door for Juejeeko and Juejee is home!

Is this inappropriate cold and sick beauty?

The photographer started pressing the shutter again and again.

What you shoot is what you earn!

A few minutes later, there was a sudden movement in the crowd. An Qingyan was blindfolded and could not see, but when he heard someone shouting "Mr. Wen is good," Wu Weiguang seemed to be greeting the person.

"I'm just here to take a look, you guys are busy, don't worry about me." A gentle and magnetic male voice passed through the crowd and entered An Qingyan's ears.

His body stiffened for a moment, then he pulled off the white ribbon covering his eyes, and at a glance he saw Wen Yan standing in the crowd.

Wen Yan was standing next to Wu Weiguang. He was wearing an expensive white suit, tall and straight, with a warm smile that matched his name on his handsome face. He met his gaze not far away and nodded slightly.

It has been a few months since the last meeting with Wen Yan. When An Qingyan saw him again, he suddenly felt as if he had passed away. There was no resentment or hatred, and the only thing left was peace.

Why did Wen Yan appear here?

Wu Weiguang waved at An Qingyan, motioning him to go over, he paused for a moment, then walked over to Wu Weiguang and Wen Yan, and politely called Director Wu.

"President Wen, this is An Qingyan, the male lead of our show." Wu Weiguang introduced to Wen Yan, and then said to An Qingyan, "This is President Wen of Shengshi Group, our sponsor."

"Mr. Wen, hello."

An Qing Yan Quan, who didn't know him, stretched out his right hand and shook Wen Yan politely, and quickly withdrew his hand. Qing Jun's face was calm, and there was an invisible sense of distance.

Wen Yan is a well-known domestic photographer and the son of the boss of Victory World Group. He is a rich second-generation born with a golden spoon. It is estimated that he has now returned to work in the company.

Now that Shengshi Group has become the sponsor of this show, is it a coincidence or intentional?

An Qingyan didn't know.

Wen Yan looked at the young man in front of him with complicated eyes, but he was not as excited as the first time they met. He smiled gently, "This dress suits you very well and looks good."

"Thank you." With a polite and distant smile on An Qingyan's face, he nodded slightly and said, "Director Wu, President Wen, then I'll go take pictures first, you guys can talk slowly."

Wu Weiguang nodded, "Well, let's go."

Wen Yan followed him and walked to the photographer. The photographer knew this famous senior and immediately greeted him. Wen Yan smiled, "You can rest for a while, I'll take some pictures."

"OK, no problem."

Wen Yan's photography skills are very good, and An Qingyan seems to have no reason to reject this sponsor, so he tied the ribbon again, took the finely crafted prop sword handed over by the staff, and entered the state again.

Wen Yan looked at the boy on the screen with a casual and natural demeanor. He was confident and calm. Although his eyes were blindfolded and he couldn't see his eyes, he could still see the changes in the other party.

The Sylvia Lin who had been with him in his last life was no different from the boy in front of him, but he was more introverted and inferior, always timid when talking to others, lacking self-confidence and lack of security.

An Qingyan, who was standing in front of him now, was confident and calm, and his movements and demeanor were not rigid at all. That was radiated from the inside out, as if the ugly duckling had undergone a transformation and became a noble and arrogant white swan.

Obviously the appearance has not changed, but the temperament has changed, it is more excellent, and the whole body exudes charm, which is more and more attractive.

…

At two o'clock in the afternoon, after taking the makeup photo, An Qingyan changed out of her costume and removed the makeup from her face. When she was about to go back to the hotel with her assistant, Wen Yan suddenly came in.

"Yan Yan, talk to me."

The two assistants looked at each other, a little puzzled in their hearts, thinking how could their artist know the heir of Shengshi Group, why did they pretend not to know each other just now?

The way Mr. Wen looked at Yan Yan was a little wrong. What's the story between them?

An Qingyan said to the two assistants, "You guys should wait for me in the car first."

The two looked at each other again, then turned around and went out, and closed the door. The essence of human beings is to eat melons, and they quietly discussed: "What's the situation?"

"Did you see President Wen's eyes just now? I think they have a story."

"Do you want to report this to President Lu?"

"It should be..."

There are two single-seat sofas in the dressing room. An Qingyan looked at the man who was sitting at the door diagonally across from him, and said calmly, "Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

"Yan Yan, you've changed a lot." Wen Yan stared at the handsome young man across from him, his eyes were gentle with complexity, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his throat tightened, "Congratulations on recognizing your real family."

An Qingyan snorted and said after a moment of silence, "Is it because of me that you sponsored this drama?"

Wen Yan nodded, "Yes, I just want to be closer to you... I watch that talent show every week. You are doing well and you are brave."

"Yan Yan, I know I'm sorry for you, and you won't forgive me, but my feelings for you are serious. I used to be confused. I hope you can give me another chance, okay?"

In fact, he had a faint feeling in his heart that he and An Qingyan had no chance, he was no longer worthy of Yan Yan, but he still had a little hope in his heart, even if it was just a little bit, he would try.

Since God has given him a chance to start over, isn't it just for him to make up for the mistakes he made and the regrets in his heart. He had regrets in his last life until he died...

The handsome man's expression was moving, and his eyes were affectionate and gentle. If it were Sylvia Lin from the previous life, he might accept him again, but An Qingyan would not.

It's not a question of whether to forgive or not. He has long had no feelings for Wen Yan, and another person has appeared to fill that feeling, and he can no longer tolerate others.

Thinking of Gu Fei, a trace of tenderness flashed in the boy's eyes, and when he looked at Wen Yan, there was only calmness, "Wen Yan, I have forgiven you, really."

"You don't need to apologize to me, and you don't need to feel sorry for me. I am very grateful that you have helped me a lot in the past, and you have given me warmth and love, but that was only a matter of my previous life."

Wen Yan did help An Qingyan a lot. He remembered that when they met for the first time, it was in a certain hotel.

At that time, An Qingyan was still a small 18th-tier artist with no money or power. He couldn't decide everything by himself. He was forced to attend a dinner party by his manager. In fact, he was drinking with the boss.

He was a little drunk. The boss wanted to take advantage of him, but he refused. He pushed the boss away and ran out of the box. When he ran to the door, he was dragged back.

Wen Yan happened to pass by and rescued An Qingyan from the group of wolves, tigers and leopards, and took off his coat to cover him...

In the later period of time, Wen Yan also often took care of him and helped him, and then they came together naturally. Wen Yan is a very gentle person, but he is so gentle to everyone.

"Wen Yan, it's all over."

An Qingyan felt a little emotional, but more of relief.

"it's already over…"

Wen Yan murmured in a low voice, he looked at the boy with soft brows, there was no him in those beautiful eyes.

His eyes were a little wet, and his heart was half cold. Once Sylvia Lin only had him in his eyes, he didn't know how to cherish it, and now even if he did it again, he couldn't get it back.

Wen Yan said, "Yan Yan, do you have someone else in your heart?"

An Qingyan nodded without hesitation.

Wen Yan asked, "Is it Gu Fei? Right?"

An Qingyan replied, "Yes."

Wen Yan fell into silence.

It took a while to speak.

"If it's him, I'll be relieved." The man raised his lips and smiled, his voice was a little hoarse and his tone was complicated: "Yan Yan, he really loves you, I... I can't compare to him. "

An Qingyan didn't quite understand what he meant.

How could Wen Yan know...

"Actually, in my last life, I knew about your background. Gu Fei found it out, but at that time you were... already dead."

Hearing this, An Qingyan's heart skipped a beat for a moment, and his hand resting on the armrest of the sofa clenched tightly, "What do you know?!"

He passed away in the last life, but Wen Yan was still alive, so the other party knew what happened after that.