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Summer will start earlier this year than in previous years. As soon as May, the weather became hot, and the breath of summer was enveloped before the tail of spring was felt.

For the first time Zhao Yu played with so many old drama bones, the pressure was much greater than before. Although there are famous teachers on the side, more of it depends on yourself.

But acting is not anxious, so she can only learn more, watch and shoot more. Fortunately, she has a correct attitude and stays on the crew all day after pushing other activities. The director doesn't mind more than a few times, let her find the best state.

Han Shuang naturally understood this, so she didn't arrange other itineraries for her, trying to make a good impression, so that she could transform into the drama in the future.

It didn’t take long for Han Shuang to call her suddenly: “How’s your filming lately? Can you walk away?”

Zhao Yu sat under the pergola and fanned a fan: "It's not good. Recently, I have been playing a heavy role and I'm still grinding it. Why?"

Han Shuang said, “People from the fashion star book contacted us and wanted you to save a field. But it’s not necessarily. They also contacted Horch at the same time. If Horch agrees, you don’t have to go, I’ll Let me tell you in advance."

Zhao Yu shook the fan's hand, feeling a bit bad in his heart: "Fashion Star Code? Didn't they invite Shen Junyi this year? Why do they need a rescue?"

Han Shuang's voice reached her ear through the earpiece, with a little distortion: "Shen Junyi can't go anymore. Hearing that his grandma passed away the day before yesterday, he went back to his hometown for the funeral."

Zhao Yu's pupils suddenly enlarged, and stood up from the chair with a squeeze. He got up too violently and even hit the small coffee table next to him.

The water cup crackled and rolled to the ground, and everyone at the scene looked over. Zhao Yu's face was a little pale in the hot summer. She squeezed the phone, turned and walked quickly, but stopped in place as if she didn't know where to go.

The assistant ran over and asked, "Xiaoyu, what's the matter?"

Han Shuang also asked on the phone, "Hey, are you still listening?"

Zhao Yu's eyes were sour at once, and they almost shed tears.

Han Shuang asked anxiously, "Hello? Xiaoyu? What's the matter?"

She closed her eyes and said softly, "I'm fine, the signal is not very good."

She said a few more words on the other end, but she didn't seem to hear her, and after hanging up the phone, she went straight to the bathroom. After throwing two handfuls of cold water, when he looked up at himself in the mirror, he saw flushed eye sockets.

In fact, it is not a surprise that the old man passed away when he was old.

Grandma Shen has not been in good health over the past two years. She took the time to visit her when she went to Hangzhou last year. At that time, the elderly could hardly recognize her.

But when this day comes, death is still sad.

Zhao Yu calmed down for a while before calling Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu is also preparing for a new variety show recently. He is very busy with his work. After playing twice before someone picks it up, he seems to have turned on the hands-free, and his voice is a bit empty: "Hey, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yu said, "Uncle, Grandma Shen has passed away."

The sound of flipping through the documents stopped. After a while, the phone was picked up: "When did it happen?"

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