After going crazy, I traveled through time and became a top figure in the entertainment industry

The director's expression forcibly returned, "Mr. Xue, okay, okay, we don't need this scene anymore! Cut it off, cut it off! Haha!"

Yan Qingluo was just about to say that Xue Chengyou came just in time, but Xue Chengyou had already returned to his seat.

All the dramas arranged in the morning were between Yan Qingluo and Zhou Zhen. In fact, Zhou Zhen prepared a lot of trouble for Yan Qingluo, but he didn't use it in the end.

Not all of them were resolved by Yan Qingluo, but they were all rejected by Xue Chengyou.

"This is not good."

"That won't work."

"This doesn't look right."

…………

It was already one o'clock at noon, and the director was at his wits' end. Yan Qingluo and the entire crew were already getting used to the side glances at Xue Chengyou's attitude.

The assistant director gave the director a folding fan to cool him down, and whispered in the director's ear that it would be better to spend a day refining it and ask the screenwriter to reorganize the scenes of Yan Qingluo and Zhou Zhen in the script. Xue Chengyou could not be dissatisfied, otherwise the financial progress would not be successful. .

The director stroked his mustache and figured out that Xue Chengyou was the financial backer. If he couldn't pass this test, the film would not be filmed.

It was already half past two in the afternoon when Yan Qingluo took off his costume, and Xue Chengyou was already working leisurely under the ginkgo tree in the venue, drinking coffee bought by his secretary.

Yan Qingluo was a little curious that Xue Chengyou hadn't left yet, but she was not a nosy person. As soon as she took Xiaoqiu with her and was about to go back to the hotel, she was stopped by Xu Weishu, Xue Chengyou's secretary, saying that Xue Chengyou invited her to have afternoon tea.

"Afternoon tea?" Yan Qingluo looked at Xue Chengyou, who was concentrating on his work under the golden ginkgo tree, and asked Xu Weishu, "Are you sure he wants to treat me to afternoon tea?"

Yan Qingluo saw the word "afternoon tea" on the Internet and was a little curious. It is said that the origin is an elegant aristocratic ceremony.

She also didn’t know that the “afternoon tea” in this world was no different from her afternoon leisure experience of a cup of tea and a plate of fruits on Baiyun Peak.

Xue Chengyou dislikes this artificial Hawaiian scene at the most internet-famous afternoon tea spot in the movie city.

This cafe has several backyard-themed scenery. Xu Weishu, as the secretary, said to Xue Chengyou very apologetically: "I am in a hurry, so I can only book this place."

Although Xue Chengyou said verbally that it didn't matter, even Yan Qingluo, a person from a different continent, could see that his reply was very reluctant.

Xiao Qiu pinned the frangipani flowers from the store on Yan Qingluo's head. The bright autumn sunshine was neither arrogant nor impetuous and very comfortable. Yan Qingluo lay down on the beach chair casually. The picture was as clean as a movie poster.

"Miss, your coconut juice." The waiter glanced at Yan Qingluo secretly as he brought the drinks.

Noticing Xiaoqiu and Xu Weishu staring at him warily, the waiter quickly lowered his head and left.

When we came to the corner, the waitress was excited! The melon-eating soul burns fiercely!

It’s really Yan Qingluo! The good-looking boss next to him must be the young boss Xue Chengyou!

This CP is so eye-catching!

Yan Qingluo sneezed and wondered if she had been bewitched by one of Cui Wei's friends from the Qiankun Dao Alliance in the Mainland, when she saw Xue Chengyou looking at her unblinkingly.

"What? Are you fascinated by my beauty?" Yan Qingluo was not as "shy" as an ordinary little girl. With one sentence, Xue Chengyou, who was drinking soda, choked and coughed.

Yan Qingluo touched her face suspiciously. She was right. This face was indeed pretty.

He held the coconut and took a sip. The coconut juice was very sweet. Yan Qingluo had never had such a drink before.

Xu Weishu and Xiaoqiu wisely stayed away from Yan Qingluo and Xue Chengyou, because they were both on call at any time and could not go too far.

After sitting down, Yan Qingluo asked straightforwardly, "What is Mr. Xue planning to do?" If it was an ordinary scandal hype, there would be no need to wait on the set for work to end, and then treat him to afternoon tea after work.

Xiaoqiu pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and mysteriously lowered her voice to Xu Weishu: "It can't be true. Mr. Xue really likes Sister Qingluo, right?"

Being stared at by Xiao Qiu's clear eyes, Xu Weishu felt a little warm. He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "I don't know. Mr. Xue's deep meaning cannot be guessed casually."

Judging from Xue Chengyou's words and deeds, he really wanted to appear closer to Yan Qingluo in public. After all, although Xue Chengyou did not elaborate, Xu Weishu vaguely sensed that Xue Chengyou wanted to make big moves in the later stage.

Just when Yan Qingluo closed his eyes to rest, Yan Xun called.

Knowing that Yan Xun would roar every time he called, she hesitated whether to answer the call.

"What, your boyfriend's phone number?" Xue Chengyou saw Yan Qingluo's uncertain expression and asked with a little curiosity.

Yan Qingluo rolled her eyes at him and pressed answer, "Hey, Yanzi, what's up?"

"Have you guys exaggerated your scandal a little bit?! Did Mr. Xue cause a scene on the set?!" Yan Xun really wanted to say these words to Xue Chengyou, but he didn't have the courage.

However, Yan Qingluo understood and directly put the phone on speakerphone at a volume that everyone present could hear.

Yan Xun was still on the phone obliviously complaining, "The paparazzi are going crazy now, saying that Xue Chengyou fell in love with a beauty in a rage. Don't be too outrageous, okay? Have you ever heard of any financial boss Baba dragging down the crew for the sake of his rumored girlfriend?" "

Yan Qingluo took a sip from the coconut and smacked his lips. He glanced at Xue Chengyou and asked Yan Xun on the other end of the phone, "Maybe Mr. Xue has no experience in hype? He should be unfamiliar with this business."

I saw a vein popping out of Xue Chengyou's forehead.

Because Xue Chengyou looked very similar to the Xue Chengyou she was familiar with in her previous life, Yan Qingluo couldn't help but wonder what the consequences would be if she angered Xue Chengyou.

In fact, she also knew that this was a restricted area that she should not explore.

But probably because her body is now free from the restraints of ruthless Dao, she can do things much more freely.

Before time travel, she should have had no interest in anything other than cultivation.

"In your opinion, how should we speculate on CP?" Yan Qingluo asked Yan Xun "seriously".

Yan Xun cleared his throat, "Just go to a few crowded places and get two photos taken. Someone on Weibo asks you what's going on. Just deny it. What a big deal."

Yan Qingluo said meaningfully, "Do you have any other suggestions for Mr. Xue?"

"Suggestion? How dare I suggest it? Dad, the sponsor! Okay, let's not talk anymore. Please pay attention next time. If you and Mr. Xue are too obvious, if the temporary company has any other arrangements, you will not be able to adjust. Remember, when it comes to speculating on scandals, it’s best to just ignore it and still see the flowers in the smoke.”

Xue Chengyou chuckled, "Manager Yan Xun, right? You've learned a lesson."

Yan Xun was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything for a while. It took him a while to recover, "Sister! Who is next to you!?"

"Isn't it Mr. Xue? Let me learn from him about the hype."

Yan Xidi hung up the phone.

Just as he was about to put away his phone, he saw the WeChat message sent by Yan Xun, "Sister! You can't really come with him, can you?! The company won't agree! Do you still want to be famous?!"

Yan Qingluo didn't have typing skills yet, so he only replied "Don't worry" to Yan Xun.

Xue Chengyou was lying on the beach chair, squinting his eyes in the sun, like a lazy cat, which was extremely inconsistent with his usual image of a cold and domineering boss, and his words were a bit out of place. "I can't tell, but people in your circle are quite particular."