Unscrupulous orthopedics [entertainment circle]

In the afternoon, Screenwriter Fang accepted an exclusive interview with a media outlet.

The content of the interview is naturally about the filming of his book "Seven Mile Alley", and his views on the new look of his work as the original author and new screenwriter.

Then that day, the appalling headline party draft about the inside story of the casting in Qili Lane was pushed across the Internet.

During the interview, screenwriter Fang very solemnly changed his braids into another braiding method, and paired it with a Ge-colored gown, which really looked like a literati.

"How many years have I been brothers with Lao Lin, why don't you feel relieved when he shoots me?"

"Hua Manting, she is one of the few actresses I have ever seen who can combine aura and simplicity. We are very satisfied with her performance of Hu Lianzi, and I believe the audience will be satisfied too."

"Duan Chao is very capable and has his own ideas. This time he created a new character that is completely different from his usual role. It is definitely a surprise."

"Speaking of Xiaoan, this is a treat! Didn't Tang Ke's role have some problems before? Lao Lin has been unable to find a suitable actor, and he looks sad every day. I look annoyed, ah, it just so happened that the city museum had that kind of salary at that time. Is it said that there is a painting exhibition? I dragged him to change my mood. As a result, I happened to see the paintings exhibited there by Xiao An. Yes, Xiao Anke is so good that so many big paintings are hung in the museum, we all feel that The paintings are very similar to Tang Ke's paintings. Then we met the real person Xiao An. At that time, we felt that the young man was too handsome, and he was more than enough to play Tang Ke in appearance. Xiao An was not willing to treat us as human traffickers Later, I agreed to try on makeup. Although I have no experience at all, Lao Lin praised Xiao An's talent. Really, Xiao An's Tang Ke is definitely worthy of the greatest expectations."

"..."

Fei Zhuo looked even angrier.

However, the big news is indeed big news, and it instantly changed the direction of public opinion. People who eat melons who feel that their sympathy is being used have expressed extreme disdain and contempt for the behavior of a certain family.

"It turns out that the film crew has never auditioned, and Director Lin scooped up Xintang from the museum."

"That's right, I don't understand the itinerary of that certain person's honey juice imperial capital."

"If you want me to say, Internet celebrities should recognize their own position, can't they improve their strength? You have to think of some heresy ways."

"I saw that college students B were operating behind the scenes in the backstage of some funders, scolding them so badly, why are their fans shut up now? I have to apologize anyway, don't tell me your idol only teaches you to swear, Didn't teach you how to be human?"

"..."

The power of netizens has merged into a vast ocean. It turns out that there are still a few fans of Fang Yi who are dead ducks, and a large article with countless flaws to whitewash themselves. They are instantly hanged and beaten by righteous passers-by. They delete the article and shut up. Hold back.

Mr. Anwang didn't know that at the other end of the network, Sun Zhibin had written his name down in a small notebook. Fang Yi stared at Mr. Anwang's official photo with dissatisfaction: "It's not easy to see. Where are you going, he looks like a little brat..." Before he could say anything, Sun Zhibin cut off his head and face: "Even if it doesn't look good, I can play Tang Ke now! What about you! At the party tonight, try to get C This is how I can take pictures and issue a draft, do you understand!"

Fang Yi responded angrily, his teeth were grinding, and he had already greeted An Wangjun's family in his heart.

However, the person who was shaking his legs to criticize An Wangjun quickly corrected his attitude, changed his mind, and sold Amway in various forums and media.

An Wangjun watched the news of the eight groups of the Ya Ya, all of which were all their own news. Inside, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Eyes!" "I'll eat it when I have acting skills and good looks!" "Is there anyone who wants CP?" "..."

There are countless.

Feeling very ashamed.

After thinking for a few minutes, An Wangjun ran to ask Director Lin: "Did the crew really not buy me a sailor?"

Director Lin was silent for three seconds, and slammed the horn on An Wangjun's head.

In Fenghua Tea House, "Is it good tea?" Gu Changan asked.

Su Yang picked up the teacup, skimmed off the foam and blew on the tea, and took a sip carefully: "Yes."

"What's the difference between that and the ones you usually drink?"

Su Yang put down the teacup gracefully, and raised his eyes to take a closer look at the leader who had met him several times.Gu Changan is one of the leading young directors today, and his style mostly hits people's hearts with delicate emotions. In simple terms, it means that there is depth in love, and there is connotation in crotch and force.Why not bad money?It is also according to some reliable rumors in the market that his family is very powerful.

Su Yang thought to himself: "Who is that? They are talking so ambiguously. They are an aboveboard husband and wife. Qin Shen is my idol. You gossips are dead, dead."

"To tell you the truth, I usually drink cold water more for nothing." Su Yang looked sincere.

Gu Changan's immobile expression collapsed in an instant. "Um, I thought that young people like you usually drink coffee and the like."

Su Yang was amused by him: "Look at what Director Gu said, what are we young people, is Director Gu very old?"

Gu Chang'an also smiled: "I see that your posture for drinking tea is correct, and I thought you had studied the tea ceremony."

Su Yangqing coughed: "Always put on an appearance."

Gu Changan's eyes flickered, obviously he had a problem with Su Yang's "pretend".

"Do you want to read the script of "Xiaoyaoji" first?"

An Wangjun felt that if he didn't go to school again, he should be the first student ever dismissed in the freshman year of University B, leaving a strong mark in the century-old history of the school.Fortunately, today is a smoggy day, very good, let me sneak into the classroom without anyone noticing.

——Unexpectedly, all the students in the class were lined up—the torture line was lined up, and they were waiting for him to come in.

An Wangjun smiled innocently: "Sorry, I went to the wrong classroom."

The result is obvious.

The process is very tragic.

"Tell you boy not to answer our calls!" "Shut down all the phones one by one, you are so awesome!" "Hand over Susu's contact information, but you will not die!" "Isn't it fun to make movies?" "... "And so on.

Attracted all the students from the next classroom.

An Wangjun poked his head out of the crowd and shouted heart-rendingly: "Don't take pictures, it's B's face that's spread out, it's the face of our finance department..."

In class, the high mathematics teacher with afro hair and very damp wrote a whole blackboard calculation in an instant: "Let's ask some students to do these few problems."

Immediately, everyone sat down and lowered their heads collectively for a second, for fear that the teacher would call them.

The high mathematics teacher looked at the roster: "Well... yes, Mr. An Wang!"

The characters are well-spoken and full of sound.

The whole class suddenly burst into laughter, and the classroom was instantly filled with an air of gloating and telling you to die.

The teacher was very confused and repeated: "Is Mr. An Wang here?"

Xiao Anzi stood up with tears in his eyes, and the students clearly saw the small eyes of the high mathematics teacher hidden behind the black-rimmed glasses light up strangely.

The teacher slammed the high-level math book: "It's really the one who went to make a movie in our school! Well, it's not bad, it's quite a talent!"

There was another burst of whistling and booing, An Wangjun scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

"That's right, go to the blackboard and let the students take a good look at it. From now on, you can only watch it on TV."

An Wang-jun hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, there's no need for that..."

The high math teacher smiled kindly and said, "Don't be modest, come on, just solve these differential equations."

For the next class, the teacher still thought of ways to name Mr. An Wang, so that the students can get to know each other. I didn’t expect that the male actor in our finance department has a high output ratio. The next article is about investment. The paper on the correlation relationship with non-expected return may start from here and so on...

Finally, when get out of class was over again, Mr. An Wang felt that get out of class was still more interesting. Even if there was a group of classmates' physical oppression after class, it was better than the teacher's mental oppression.

"It turns out that in BDAB, Wang Zai asked if Director Lin asked us to make a movie, it was true." Xiong Mao looked like an empty-nest old man recalling the vicissitudes of his passionate life.

Qiu Ying slapped him across the head: "It's looking for Wang Zai to make a movie, not for "us" to make a movie."

The bottom of the wine bottle is very sad: "Wang Zai will be everyone's Wang Zai from now on, my son will grow up after all..."

Wait, Mr. An Wang is a head taller than you, how does he look like your son?

The female classmate took out a large photo album: "Wang Zai, can you help us get an autograph from the KT group?"

The squad leader patted An Wangjun on the shoulder very solemnly: "Come on, go back to your mother's house often."

An Wangjun: ... Who the hell said that the students weren't mentally oppressed!

Immediately afterwards, An Wangjun was taken to the office by the counselor, and they talked from poetry to philosophy of life, no, it was from never forgetting the original intention to moving forward, An Wangjun almost smashed his small chest , to ensure that I will not mess with the relationship between men and women, and I will not mess with the relationship between men and women. I will strive for excellence in my studies and make persistent efforts at work.In school, he forgot that he was a little fresh meat, but on the set he did not forget that he was Master B.

An Wangjun was very satisfied with the attitude of just issuing a military order. He said bluntly that he is a good student who is neither arrogant nor impatient but also has both talent and appearance. The organization will not forget you.

"Then I asked for leave because of filming, and the roll call of some courses, can I delete it?" An Wangjun asked the counselor blingblingly with starry eyes.

The counselor also smiled brighter than Shanhua: "No way."

An Wang-jun, exhausted physically and mentally after a day of hard work, finally returned to his warm little home. Thinking that there is still an old brother struggling in the dark in the home, An Wang-jun, whose health bar is about to drop to zero, still does not forget to eat the braised vegetables Shop, took two roast chicken.

"I'm back!" An Wangjun pushed open the door of his house.

The living room was brightly lit, and Su's father and Su's mother were sitting on the sofa with a murderous look.

His brother knelt on the ground holding a small pillow.

An Wangjun was so frightened that the roast chicken dropped on the spot.

Su's mother was so angry that she couldn't speak. Su's father comforted him while scolding Su Yang: "You kid is kneeling here tonight! Don't get up!" Looking back at Mr. An Wang who was already frightened, he said, "Tomorrow will be the next day! You and I went to find your director, you are underage, the contract you signed doesn’t count, so we’re going to retire.”

An Wangjun's mind went blank, his whole body was shaking like chaff, and he was too scared to speak.

Su's mother burst into tears on the spot: "It's fine if Su Yang goes in, we don't care about him anymore. How can you be dragged into it? We agreed to take good care of you. This...how can I feel sorry for your parents? ..."

In an instant, An Wangjun also burst into tears.

The author has something to say:

Damn, the dusty veil of the past will gradually be lifted. Fortunately, our little Anzi has grown up well.