Let you act, you serve your sentence in the entertainment industry

"You said it. If I don't get to eat the cake tomorrow, I'll hold you responsible."

"No problem."

After taking photos on the spot, it also represented the perfect completion of Li Yitong's filming of "The Storm".

Many people from Li Yitong's agency also came, and it was obvious that they had prepared a dinner to celebrate, so Su Bin couldn't continue to get involved.

After returning to the hotel, Su Bin went to find Zhang Qiang as soon as possible.

"Brother Qiang, the crew will be completely finished after shooting the last scene tomorrow. When is the audition over there?"

Zhang Qiang took out his mobile phone and looked through the previously coordinated dates.

"In fact, if you can finish your work tomorrow, we can go directly to Hong Kong."

"Oh? So soon?"

"Well, it's just an audition first, and they need some time for preliminary planning."

"So even if you are selected, the official start of filming will be after the New Year."

"Coincidentally, there is still a month in between, you can take some endorsements."

It can be said that Zhang Qiang arranged Su Bin's schedule quite well.

"By the way, Brother Qiang, you must help me keep a close eye on the endorsement."

"Don't make it a three-no product or false advertising."

Although Su Bin had been jokingly complaining that Zhang Qiang didn't allow him to have any business cooperation.

But if he really wanted to accept the endorsement, Su Bin was worried.

It might be like some online celebrities who live-streamed and sold goods, claiming that they were Hong Kong mooncakes, but in the end they had nothing to do with Hong Kong.

"Please don't question my professional ability."

"Yes, yes."

Su Bin was still very relieved about Zhang Qiang.

"Where did you go last night? I didn't hear you come back before I went to bed at night."

"Why are you asking so many questions? The artist is arranging the schedule of the agent instead?"

Zhang Qiang said to Su Bin unhappily.

"Hey, I'm just asking. If you don't want to tell me, forget it. I'm going back."

Walking to the door, Su Bin suddenly turned around and shouted, "Last night must have been very exciting."

"Fuck you."

Zhang Qiang picked up the pillow next to him and threw it at Su Bin, but Su Bin dodged, closed the door and ran out.

Returning to his room, Su Bin called the production manager.

"Brother Li, it's me, Xiao Su."

"I want to ask, we're wrapping up tomorrow, have you prepared the cake?"

After all, it was something he promised Li Yitong, so Su Bin still had to confirm it.

"How many inches?"

"The bottom one is twelve, then ten, eight, right?"

The production manager, Lao Li, told Su Bin the specific information for ordering the cake.

"I think it's still too small. How about you give me their phone number, Brother Li?"

"I'll ask them to add three more layers to make it six layers. I'll make up the difference."

"Okay, okay."

After hanging up the phone, Su Bin also received the contact information of the cake shop sent by Lao Li.

Su Bin called and asked the other party to make tomorrow's cake three layers larger.

"Ouch, my shoulder hurts. I'm going to take a shower."

Su Bin had just taken off his clothes and was about to take a shower in the bathroom when the door of the room rang at an inopportune time.

"Who is it?"

"Xiao Su, it's Zhang Songwen."

"Teacher Songwen, please wait a moment."

Su Bin quickly put on his clothes, opened the door, and welcomed Zhang Songwen in.

"Teacher Songwen, why are you here?"

"Someone from the company just came over and brought some tea from my hometown. I'll give you two cans."

"No, no, no, no, Teacher Songwen, this is inappropriate."

As a junior, Su Bin didn't prepare a gift for Zhang Songwen, but Zhang Songwen gave Su Bin something.

This back and forth made Su Bin feel very embarrassed.

"There's nothing inappropriate. Didn't you help me change the plot? I'll give you something as a return gift."

"Teacher Songwen, how can this be considered helping you change the plot?"

"It was just a small favor for me, and it was also a way to thank the screenwriter for helping me before."

"Don't be polite, tea is not a valuable thing, just accept it."

Hearing Zhang Songwen's sincere tone, Su Bin couldn't refuse anymore.

"Okay, then I'll accept it. Thank you, Teacher Songwen."

Seeing that Su Bin agreed to accept the gift, Zhang Songwen also smiled with relief.

"What are your plans next?"

"There's a Hong Kong crew. I'll go there for an audition after I finish my work here."

Like a kind elder, Zhang Songwen asked Su Bin about his plans next.

"Oh, you're amazing, Xiao Su. You've just made it to the Hong Kong circle."

"Not really. I'm just lucky, and I don't know if I'll be selected."

Su Bin didn't lie. There are only a handful of mainland actors who can survive in the Hong Kong circle.

"Don't worry if you don't get selected. If there's no film to shoot, you can give meCall."

Zhang Songwen said to Su Bin earnestly.

After all, when he first debuted, he hadn't taken on a play for a long time.

At that time, many friends in the circle gave him a lot of support.

So, when Zhang Songwen saw the young but excellent acting Su Bin, it seemed as if he saw himself when he was young.

"I'm so sorry, Teacher Songwen, I'm already very satisfied that you can introduce me to Kuang Biao."

"If I owe you another favor, I will never be able to repay it."

"It doesn't matter. If one day you become popular, I'm afraid I still have to rely on you to support me."

Zhang Songwen laughed heartily, and Su Bin felt warm.

"If you go to Hong Kong, will you speak Cantonese?"

"Of course I'm not worried about acting, but I'm mainly worried that you will have problems with daily communication after you go there."

"If you don't mind, I can be your language teacher. "

Su Bin waved his hand: "Teacher Song Wen, don't worry about this. I don't have this ability, and I don't dare to venture into the Hong Kong circle."

"Okay, then there is nothing else to do. It's getting late, I'll go back first."

"Okay, Teacher Song Wen, you should also rest early."

The next day.

Finally, the last scene of the play "Kuang Biao" came, which was the prison scene that Su Bin had modified.

"An Xin, the best dumplings I have ever eaten are the ones in 2000 years."

"The dumplings you gave me when I went to the Public Security Bureau that time."

Zhang Songwen sat in the prison, his eyes full of fatigue and helplessness.

"Our team leader Xu suddenly asked me one day, saying that if we go back 20 years."

"Will you still give Gao Qiqiang that dumpling?"

"I said, I won't do it even if I'm beaten to death."

Zhang Yi stood with his head down, not looking at Zhang Songwen.

"You will. ”

“Yeah, I will.”

Zhang Yi pulled out a stool and sat opposite Zhang Songwen.

“I’ve been thinking about it these past two days, 20 years ago, at the Jiuchang Street Vegetable Market.”

“Tang Xiaolong and Tang Xiaohu, they asked me to help teach Xu Lei a lesson that time, if I hadn’t agreed.”

“What would have happened then?”

“If I were still Gao Qiqiang, the fishmonger in Jiuchang Street, would you consider me a friend?”

“There aren’t that many ifs.”