Everyone in the entertainment industry is falling apart, except me

Chapter 274 274

Compared with Jiang Bailu, his face is a bit less dull. Like Tu Qianqian, the peach blossom eyes don't need to be processed by post-makeup artists, and the look has an affectionate effect.

In addition, Luo Zhouan is young and has strong plasticity. It is still very important to film a few ancient puppets to accumulate popularity. Later, when Jiang Bailu gets older and goes in the direction of Zhongsheng, Luo Zhouan can take over Jiang Bailu's role. resources.

Although they are five years apart in age, they are clearly divided into two generations by the stars. As long as Luo Zhouan stays honest in the future, he can improve his business capabilities and take good care of his face.

Just because he was led by Song Rui personally, there would be no shortage of resources.

Luo Zhou'an knew it well, "I listen to Sister Rui and you very much. I've even eaten a lot less recently. If you don't believe me, ask Sister Ying."

Luo Ying listened to Luo Zhouan start acting coquettishly from behind, and was sweating on his back. When he heard Luo Zhouan mentioning him, he even trembled, and forced a smile: "Yeah, Zhouan... he manages himself. Very strict.”

"Summer is already hot, and you have gastrointestinal problems. You are still in the growth period. Just exercise more and don't diet deliberately." Tu Qianqian just hoped that he would not lift iron. At Jiang Bailu's age, the bones in his face were still intact. is growing, not to mention Luo Zhouan?

He is not yet at the point where he can produce a good book purely based on his acting skills.

Even if Xingchen takes over foreign affairs for him, it is probably in the direction of campus love and ancient puppets. As for the self-made drama, if the scale is slightly larger, he can only play a supporting role in it.

After all... the number and quality of Xingchen actors are well-known in the industry. Now it is not the turn to rely on Luo Zhouan to carry the drama alone.

His seniors are not old yet!

"I know, so what should we eat for lunch?"

"How about... having a barbecue, will the director go?"

Zhang Fangting shook his head. He didn't want to join in the fun of young people, and Luo Zhouan made it clear that he didn't want to eat with him. Tu Qianqian's invitation could be considered a polite invitation. Although Luo Zhouan didn't show it on his face, But who is Zhang Fangting? He is an old fox, and he still has this kind of consciousness.

Seeing that Luo Zhouan had changed as much as before, he suddenly started talking more.

Zhang Fangting's mouth twitched.

It's nice to be young...

While he was sighing, Zhao Dong sent a message. Tu Qianqian looked at his phone and said with a smile: "The cold drinks have arrived. Director, please arrange for a few of our people to help pick them up and give them to everyone by the way."

On a hot day, everyone was so busy that they were sweating. No matter how thirsty the watermelon was, it was still warm under the sun.

Instead, coffee and fruit tea, beverages that quench thirst and cool down, are more popular.

Zhang Fangting nodded and glanced at the assistant director next to him. He knew how to run out and call a few people to help Zhao Dong get the cold drinks from the truck.

Tu Qianqian followed up and stopped Luo Zhouan, who was about to go with him: "Your face is covered with makeup. You will be putting on your makeup soon. Be careful that the makeup artist gets in trouble with you."

Only then did Luo Zhouan stop.

Tu Qianqian took out his umbrella, held it up, pulled up his sun protection clothing to the highest position, and covered his entire face before following the staff to get a cold drink.

On the way, she watched a group of people playing gongs and drums, and a lion dance troupe following behind, just walking forward.

Tu Qianqian looked at them for a few more seconds before following the group.

"Qianqian... here." Qiu Qiu stood on the pickup truck and handed the packaged milk tea and snacks to the staff below. Everyone got on the truck and moved the drinks inside.

In order to maintain a cool taste, milk tea shops and coffee shops that received orders donated all the insulated takeout bags in the store and tied them with tape several times.

Qiu Qiu, sweating profusely, told the staff to be gentle and was careful to spill the milk tea.

Tu Qianqian saw that her eyes were dripping with sweat from the heat, and he quickly handed the umbrella over: "Stop it, let me do it." She came here just to help, and she wrapped it tightly.

Qiu Qiu refused, she was the assistant, and there were very few places where Tu Qianqian could use her. Among the assistants in the same period, Qiu Qiu's salary and benefits were the best, but Tu Qianqian's workload was the opposite. The cafe is pretty average.

It's not that Tu Qianqian doesn't have a lot of work. On the contrary, her business volume and advertising orders are the largest among Xiaohua in the same period, but considering the quality and quantity control.

Song Rui did not want her to become an advertising star, so she controlled the number of endorsements. During the same period, the workload of the little flowers who were rushing day and night, Tu Qianqian's work would not be too little, but it would not be too much. .

Sleep and rest are greatly guaranteed, and the staff below are not as hard as other studios.

But the welfare benefits are the best. Even now, Qiu Qiu feels guilty for receiving this salary.

What's the point of asking an artist to carry the milk tea?

Seeing her persistence, Tu Qianqian didn't want to replace her. He simply helped to pick up the things and occasionally straighten the milk tea on the trolley.

The fruit farmer uncle sold the watermelons early and sat in the passenger seat with a smile. Zhao Dong pulled the loaded pallet truck forward while the staff behind continued to load the truck.

There were a lot of passers-by and extras coming and going, and they were a little dumbfounded by this gesture.

"What is this for?" A tourist who came to Hengdian took a look and asked, "Are you dragging it in to sell it?" It's quite interesting.

"How much is it?" The lady wearing a large floral skirt and a sun hat looked at the milk tea with greedy eyes. They were also thirsty.

A little girl next to him glanced at Zhao Dong who was walking in front, and suddenly became excited: "It's Brother Dong, it's Brother Dong!"

Who is Brother Dong?

The lady's face was full of confusion. She looked at her daughter: "The celebrity you are chasing? Are you chasing someone else again?"

"No!" the daughter explained: "He is Qianqian's bodyguard. He has been with Qianqian for more than a year. All her old fans know it."

Tu Qianqian, the lady knows this person, "Is this the crew's milk tea?"

"It must be Qianqian's invitation!" The daughter's eyes were filled with stars: "Otherwise, Brother Dong wouldn't come over to get milk tea." With so many staff members on the crew, how could Zhao Dong be allowed to work? joke!

The lady thinks it makes sense.

Tu Qianqian, who was standing behind them, was sweating wildly. Her fans were so awesome!

"I wanted to see Qianqian. Huang Jinzhuan was filming here, but it's a pity that the venue was cleared."

Tu Qianqian was a little embarrassed. She was wrapped like a mummy. She lowered her head and smelled it. Although there was no smell, she was indeed sweating. It was too embarrassing to see fans like this.

While she was thinking, she was helping to load the car. Qiu Qiu, who was next to her, could see Tu Qianqian's little thoughts, "Why don't I go find the autograph they gave you later."

"Huh? Where do I sign?"

Qiu Qiu took out the backpack hanging on his shoulder, took out a bunch of Xingchen's official posters, and found a notebook with Tu Qianqian's Q-version villain on it: "Please sign the notebook."

Oh My God! You are running around with a bag of Guan Zhou on such a hot day.

Tu Qianqian looked at Qiu Qiu with a sigh: "Aren't you tired?"