fake show [entertainment circle]

The next morning, Jian Lin, Chen Yang, Yun Yao, and Qiu Shuai gathered in the cafeteria on time.

One night passed, and all four of them recalled the past——

Mom!What did Jian Lin say yesterday?

Only dare to sleep! ?

Dare to sleep! ?

sleep?

elder brother!

That's Fang Luobei!

Fang Luobei!

The combined love and hatred of everyone in the entire entertainment industry is not as much as that of Luo Boss!

You said you dare to sleep with him, then you can figure out what he thinks after hearing that?

Your male lead is gone?Or do you want your ass?

Except for Jian Lin, who was buried in her breakfast, the other three all had a difficult expression of being given a hundred feet of white silk, talking in low voices, and they were too empty.

Yun Yao: "Yesterday's... is Brother Xiao Lin's phrase 'sleep'...It's not very good to say that directly..."

Qiu Shuai: "Of course we know it's nothing, just angry words, but Boss Luo..."

Chen Yang: "If my male god listens to it, will he feel..."

The three of them looked in the same direction in unison.

Jian Lin was eating his third tea egg today: "Huh?"

Yun Yao: "Can you still eat?"

Jian Lin: "I didn't have dinner yesterday."

Qiu Shuai: "Then you probably won't be able to eat breakfast."

Jian Lin: "I can eat, I'm hungry."

Chen Yang lay down on the table: Ah!This idiot!

Chen Yang got up, with a worried expression on his face: "You really have an appetite. As far as what you said yesterday, the people who said it had no intentions, and the people who listened didn't know what they would think."

Yun Yao: "That's right, if Boss Luo thinks you have other intentions in filming..."

Qiu Shuai: "Can you keep the hero?"

Jian Lin originally wanted to peel the fourth egg, but now he doesn't have to eat it, because the three people in front of him are full of gibberish.

He wiped his hands with a paper towel and asked, "What should I do then?"

Seeing his calm face, Chen Yang said, "You're really not worried."

Jian Lin: "Oh, yes, you have to worry. My male lead is gone, and your assistant will also be gone."

Chen Yang:"???"

Yun Yao didn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Qiu Shuai gave Jian Lin a thumbs up: "Are you really not afraid at all?"

Jian Lin leaned back, raised his arms, and stretched himself: "I'm afraid it won't work."

Chen Yang asked him in turn: "Then what should we do?"

Jian Lin shrugged, and said his trump card experience in the crew for many years, two words: "Stable."

Jian Lin, who is habitually stable, went to the factory shed with three other little friends who were still in a mess.

Qiu Shuai and Yun Yao went to make up and style according to the announcement.

As soon as Jian Lin arrived here, he was told that the content of the notice had been changed, and he was told to stop putting on makeup and go see Director Wang first.

Chen Yang was driving an electric car, and his soul was floating all the way.

Think for a while, don't tell me the hero is gone.

Thinking about it for a while, didn't everyone say that Mr. Luo was in the crew "for men and women, regardless of age". This time, in this crew, I didn't see anyone around him. Don't you never find a suitable one? Jian Lin Come to such a sentence "dare to sleep", the little tender grass here by the big brother Pinpin looked okay, so I decided to try it out first?

Chen Yang: No no no no no!

Don't, don't, don't, don't!

The house is not so collapsed!

Fortunately, he was the only one who was in a mess, and everything on the set looked quite normal.

The staff were busy walking around, Director Wang and Luo Hong were standing together discussing something, Fang Luobei was sitting alone in a corner not far away, looking down at an idle book.

And today's scene is not a new scene, but the corridor scene from yesterday morning.

Chen Yang let out a "huh": Didn't you finish filming yesterday?

Jian Lin raised his eyes and glanced steadily, then walked steadily towards Director Wang who was waving at him.

Director Wang: "It just so happened that I was about to inform you that yesterday's scene was re-shooted."

Remake?

Jane was surprised.

Luo Hong's gaze dropped: "How is your hand? Take a look."

Jian Lin raised his hand, and Director Wang followed suit: the cut was beginning to heal, and a light red scratch appeared.

Director Wang: "OK, yes."

Luo Hong nodded: "The color of the wound has come out, it's okay."

Director Wang: "Then slap like this. It's much easier to slap your hands than to slap your neck."

Jian Lin digested the conversation between the two: "Is the filming taken yesterday abolished? Use the wound on my hand?"

Luo Hong: "The response is quick."

Director Wang was still busy, so he didn't explain further to Jian Lin, he just said: "Let the makeup artist here take you to do the makeup, and you don't need to do the wound on your neck, just this ready-made one on the back of your hand."

Such a temporary change was a sudden inspiration that flashed into Director Wang's mind this morning.

This inspiration was soon unanimously approved by Luo Hong and the others.

So Jian Lin's notice sheet for today was immediately cancelled, and the scenes and plots of yesterday were still filmed.

Jian Lin couldn't have any objection to this, and he could shoot whatever the director told him to do.

After finishing her makeup and changing her clothes, Jian Lin went to find Chen Yang for a drink of water.

Chen Yang muttered: "Why reshoot? Is there any hindrance to the wound on your hand? The concealer will be covered as soon as it is covered, and it will not affect the subsequent shooting."

Before Jian Lin could speak, Chen Yang said, "I understand, you don't need to tell me. Because he is the director, I am not."

Jian Lin didn't say anything. After drinking the water, he handed the cup to Chen Yang. Chen Yang took it and stuffed it into his bag. He still didn't stop talking, and suppressed his voice: "I've observed it for you. Since you entered the arena, Boss Luo didn't raise his head, and just sat there reading a book."

Jian Lin braced himself for stability: "Yes."

Chen Yang looked at him: "Very good, continue to maintain your poise, and don't waste your time when you are filming a rival scene later."

Jian Lin glanced at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang blinked: "What am I doing? You 'dare' to say what you said, and it's not me. Except for me to help you off the court, you can only face it yourself."

Jian Lin sighed shallowly, and said in a low voice, "Can you stop reminding me of what happened yesterday every few minutes?"

Chen Yang continued to blink: "Aren't you very 'steady'?"

Jian Lin stared at Chen Yang silently.

Chen Yang was stunned: "I see, you are not really steady, you are pretending."

Jian Lin kicked over, Chen Yang jumped up to avoid it, and the two of them broke the kung fu at the same time.

Chen Yang covered his mouth and laughed silently: "How stable do I think you are?"

Jian Lin frowned: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

Chen Yang: "Your expression collapsed."

Jian Lin was speechless.

Chen Yang's eyes suddenly fell to somewhere behind Jian Lin, and he covered his mouth: "I'm looking at you, I'm looking at you, the boss is looking at you."

Jian Lin didn't look back.

Chen Yang: "Really."

Jian Lin still didn't move.

Chen Yang looked at Jian Lin: "Oh? Your ears are red."

"..."

Jian Lin knew that his ears were red, he could feel it.

What can also be felt is the sight projected from the corner of the wall not far away.

That sight made Jian Lin feel weird and uncomfortable, and it easily reminded him of the shame he accidentally lost yesterday.

Sure enough, he was steady and steady, and if he was not steady, he immediately fell off the chain.

After all, Jian Lin was young, no matter how capable Xiao Lin was, he was only eighteen.

, is too young, like morning dew, once the light shines, it is clear and bright, and you can see it to the end.

Just like at this moment, the two boys made a slight commotion in the corner, which was not noticeable in the noisy crew scene, but it still made Fang Luobei raise his gaze from the page in his hand.

He looked over with a thin expression and shallow eyes.

If you say you are interested, you have a wrong expression, if you say you are not interested, you look up—what Fang Luobei is thinking, and what kind of person he is, no one can figure it out.

Wang Dao, who noticed this scene from the side, although he has a little friendship with Fang Luobei, in fact, he often can't see through him, and doesn't understand what kind of person he is.

But one thing is certain: Jian Lin, the male lead, is sitting very firmly.

As for the others...

Director Wang turned his gaze to Jian Lin, took a look, then turned back to Fang Luobei, and took a look.

He had no work in hand for the time being, so he raised his legs, moved to Fang Luobei's place, and sat in an empty rest chair next to him.

After sitting down, without saying anything, he looked at Fang Luobei with a pair of wrinkled eyes and smiled.

Fang Luobei turned his head: "What's wrong?"

Director Wang leaned closer, smiled, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "When you see Jian Lin, do you think of your former self?"

Fang Luobei didn't answer, but looked at Director Wang.

Director Wang still smiled, and looked back at Fang Luobei. After a while, he lowered his expression, turned his gaze to Jian Lin who was not far away, and said: "Yesterday, Huang Ming made a fuss. I think of the unhappy things in the past. right?"

Fang Luobei's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even move in his sitting position.

Director Wang snorted: "Although I don't know what you're thinking, but I guess you won't be in a good mood when you think about the incident with the crew after such a commotion."

Director Wang: "It's not surprising. After all, it wasn't easy for you to get along in that group." After a pause, he changed his words, "It was too difficult."

More than just a whole meal, it's as simple as a horse's hoof almost stepping on his foot?

Back then, Luo Bei hadn't become popular yet, and his acting was just a supporting role. The one who didn't like him was the leading actor in the crew who was just popular—a role that both TV stations and advertisers and sponsors would hold.

What about deleting the plot and changing the lines, just raise your hand, and the character said, you are a male supporting role, and you are not qualified to appear in the camera.

Director Wang only has an idea of ​​how much he has suffered and suffered, and Fang Luobei himself knows it best after experiencing these things.

Therefore, Luo Bei can understand how difficult it is to climb up in this industry and how difficult it is to be an extra performer in the crew.

The person who can understand the most, what did he say when Huang Ming's incident happened yesterday, making Jian Lin mistakenly think that he will change actors after being slapped?

Obviously not a nice thing to say.

Originally, with the long mouth on Boss Luo, no one dared to object to him, no matter how ugly he wanted to say.

But one more obvious point: Jian Lin is different.

Use what I said to Jian Lin yesterday: He "likes" you.

Director Wang has only been here for a day, and he has already seen it. It can be seen that this "like" is quite obvious in his eyes.

In this way, Fang Luobei couldn't and shouldn't say anything unpleasant to Jian Lin anyway.

But in the end it wasn't.

Director Wang followed this logic back and forth to taste carefully, no matter how he tasted, he couldn't understand it and felt inconsistent.

Finally, he made a final decision in his heart: he couldn't figure out this person!inside and outside!

If others can't see through it, that's fine, and won't meddle in other people's business.

Director Wang thought he had a good relationship with Fang Luobei, and appreciated Xiao Jianlin very much. After thinking about it, he wanted to draw a friendly red line for the two of them.

Director Wang didn't ask Fang Luobei what he said to Jian Lin yesterday, but said: "Since you are not happy, let me say something happy to make you happy."

Fang Luobei asked back: "Is there?" Is he happy?

Director Wang's disgusted expression: "Don't interrupt, listen to me!"

As he spoke, he leaned closer to Fang Luobei, put his arms on the armrest of the chair, looked in the direction of Jian Lin, and said in a low voice: "You still remember what I mentioned to you before, there was a child actor who was filming, and he stepped on the child right away. Is it about Jian Lin's shoulder?"

Fang Luobei closed the book in his hand: "Yes."

Director Wang: "There is a follow-up, do you want to listen?"

Fang Luobei made a gesture of all ears.

Director Wang sat up straight, stretched his neck, and raised his voice, "Jian Lin!"

Not far away, Jian Lin turned his head.

Director Wang waved: "Come on, come on."

Jian Lin came and stood next to Director Wang, still in a quiet manner. She didn't say much, looked at Fang Luobei, then turned to look at Director Wang: "What's wrong?"

Director Wang sat and looked up at Jian Lin: "Didn't you play a little servant when filming "Emperor's Art", remember?"

Jian Lin didn't expect to ask this: "Well, I remember."

Director Wang: "What happened to the little child actor who fell off his horse and almost broke his front teeth?"

Jian Lin was slightly taken aback, completely confused why this was mentioned.

He lowered his gaze, looked at Director Wang, subconsciously, looked at Fang Luobei again, looked away, and answered Director Wang: "You mean Maomao?"

Jian Lin blinked: "It's nothing."

Fluffy.

Fang Luobei put the book in his hand on his lap and looked up.

Director Wang grabbed the armrest, moved his buttocks, and changed his posture. At the same time, he glanced at Luo Bei below. Seeing that Fang Luobei was looking at Jian Lin, he continued to ask: "Isn't that scene very early? It's been many years. Do you still have any?" Contact?"

Jian Lin: "Yes."

Director Wang: "What is he doing now?"

Jian Lin was inexplicably asked. He didn't know why he suddenly mentioned Mao Ningfeng, and replied, "Go to school, he was just admitted to the Film and Television Academy last year."

Wang Dao knew the reason and asked the question, and he was persuasive and persuasive, taking the time to calm down: "How do you know?"

"?" Jian Lin: "As soon as he passed the exam, he called me and told me."

After Director Wang finished asking what he wanted to ask, he leaned back and turned to look at Fang Luobei. He seemed to be speaking to Jian Lin, but also to Fang Luobei: "Oh, I thought you were out of contact. So familiar."

Jian Lin: "It's okay."

Director Wang raised his gaze again, and looked at Jian Lin gently: "Okay, I'm done asking, let's go."

?

Jian Lin left with a head full of question marks.

As soon as he left, Director Wang approached again and asked Fang Luobei with a smile: "Is it surprising that there will be such a follow-up?"

Director Wang: "Looking at what I mentioned earlier, do you think that Xiao Jianlin was a bit like you back then, and never thought that it would become like this at all?"

Director Wang: "Do you think that the small group actors who are bullied and the child stars who are revenged should be two types of people. After filming, there will be no intersection in life, no connection, no play. Together, it is even more impossible to have a chance to be friends after the filming?"

Fang Luobei looked back at Director Wang silently.

Director Wang sighed softly: "Luo Bei, what happened to Huang Ming yesterday, do you remember those bad things from before?"

Director Wang's voice was gentle, and he was completely kindly reassuring: "But look at Jian Lin, his present is very similar to your past, but completely different. Although he was born as a group performer, it was not easy. He was also in the crew Encountered such and such messy things, but he has always taken root in the crew in his own positive way, filming, making money, living, studying, and making friends."

Not far away, in the corner of the two boys, Jian Lin turned his back to their direction, maybe because he said something to Chen Yang, Chen Yang jumped up bluffing: "I can't!"

Jian Lin drank softly, "Slow down your voice."

Fang Luobei followed the voice and looked over, gradually, a smile appeared in his eyes.

He finally spoke and asked Director Wang, "Is that child star Mao Ningfeng?"

Director Wang was surprised: "You can guess this?" After a pause, "You know him?"

Fang Luobei: "I've seen it."

Director Wang: "Oh."

This is not surprising, the film and television industry is so big, there are so many familiar faces back and forth, and you can always meet them.

Director Wang concluded: "I've finished this follow-up." He asked: "How do you feel after listening to it? Is it unexpected and pleasing to the ear, are you happy?"

Fang Luobei asked him: "Why should I be happy after hearing this?"

Wang Dao thought to himself, just keep your mouth shut, and replied disgustingly: "I'll just share this sequel with you. I don't care if you're happy after listening to Gao? If you're not happy, should I continue coaxing you? Cut." He said and stood up , went to work on my own.

Fang Luobei was still sitting on the chair, the idle book was still on his lap, and the end of his line of sight was still the corner not far away.

Jian Lin's young and handsome face was as transparent as morning dew, refracting brilliant light.

After being reminded by his companion, he slowly turned his head to look over. He didn't know what he saw from this side, so he turned his head quickly.

Fang Luobei chuckled, picked up the idle book and threw it aside.Director Wang was right, his mood really improved.

Not only because of the sequel that surprised him, but also because of the fresh youthful vigor that lay before his eyes.

And, Mingming earlier than he thought——

In April last year, he was forced by Fu Quanzhou to visit the crew.

When eating in the private room, there was a boy at the same table who was taking the film and television college entrance examination. It happened to be checking the score and ranking that day, and the people at the table quieted down deliberately, waiting for him to check.

The boy shook his hand, pressed the phone, jumped up after checking, and shouted: "Seventh! Seventh! I am seventh!"

Fang Luobei sat idly, watching the people in a box congratulate the boy.

The boy stood up and walked out: "I'm going to make a phone call."

Fu Quanzhou, who was sitting next to Fang Luobei, said, "Go ahead and give your parents a surprise."

The boy said as he walked, "Where is it? My parents are still not in the game. I'll let my buddy know. It's all agreed. He will be the first to tell him the good news."

Fu Quanzhou looked inexplicable: "Huh?"

Turning to look at Fang Luobei: "Is the friendship between boys so good these days?"

As he spoke, he asked him, "Why didn't you get along with me like this? I insisted on visiting the class?"

Fang Luobei said casually, "Maybe it's because you're old."

Fu Quanzhou sprayed him: "You are old!"

Outside the box door, Mao Ningfeng shouted excitedly: "Linlin! Seventh! I am seventh! I passed the exam! Hahahahaha!"

Fu Quanzhou said casually, "Lin Lin, are you a boy? It's disgusting to call yourself a buddy like that. Right, Bei Bei."

Fang Luobei's eyes signaled him to get out.

……

The past and the present echo each other.

Not long after, Luo Hong signaled the various departments to prepare, the actors were in place, and the filming started immediately.

Fang Luobei walked into the corridor, Jian Lin quickly followed and went upstairs together.

As soon as he went up to the first floor, Fang Luobei suddenly stopped at an angle that the camera couldn't capture.

Jian Lin stopped after him, stood at the bottom of a few steps, raised his gaze, and looked over quietly.

Fang Luobei: "What did I say yesterday?"

He had a little impression of the phrase "you can go if you have a scratch on your face", but he didn't remember it deeply. It was said out of habit, not deliberately, without deep meaning, and it was not intentional to embarrass anyone.

Jian Lin was silent for a moment, braced himself steadily, looked at Fang Luobei, and said calmly, "I don't remember."

Fang Luobei: "What did you say yourself, do you remember?"

Jian Lin maintained his expression and continued to calm down: "I don't remember either."

Fang Luobei pursed his lips into a smile: "Well, I don't remember either." After speaking, he turned around.

Jian Lin froze for a moment, then froze again, wondering if he heard it wrong.

Realizing that he heard it right, he quickly came to his senses: Fang Luobei took the initiative to turn over yesterday's events.

The stone hanging in Jian Lin's heart fell to the ground in an instant, his face didn't show it, but the frequency of his steps showed it.

He walked up the stairs quickly, followed Luo Bei above him, and asked himself the doubts he had just had not long ago: "Mr. Luo..."

Jian Lin: "You and Director Wang just called me over and asked me about Mao Ningfeng, didn't you plan to..."

Fang Luobei: "Replace you with him?"

Jian Lin looked at the back in front of him.

Fang Luobei: "No."

Jian Lin was completely relieved.

Fang Luobei walked to the third floor and stopped. Jian Lin realized that he was not standing here. He was about to go downstairs when Fang Luobei stopped him: "How is your hand?"

Jian Lin turned around and raised the back of his hand: "It's okay, it's okay."

Fang Luobei looked down.

A reddish scar on the right hand he could recognize.

The stimulation of reality and the elements of the plot overlap and merge.

Fang Luobei's gaze was still on that hand, and his tone of voice was unclear: "Be careful."

Jian Lin looked down at his hands: "Oh, I will be careful of the wound."

The corners of Fang Luobei's lips twitched, he raised his gaze, and corrected him: "Who said there was a wound, I told you to be careful about me."