Prescribe the right medicine [entertainment circle]

In the car, the two were relatively silent, and the atmosphere was obviously different from when they arrived.

It was already evening when they returned home, and the two of them went about their own affairs, as strangers as two residents who happened to live together.

Gu Zheng closed the notebook, looked up at the alarm clock on the table, at ten o'clock, she got up and turned off the light in the living room, and walked into the bedroom.

Mingyao had already fallen asleep, but with his back turned to him, Guzheng lowered his eyes, reached out to turn off the light, and lay down on the other side of the bed, there was a cold barrier between them.

The next day, Gu Zheng didn't hear the woman's good morning as expected, she pursed her lips and looked at the figure in the room, and placed two breakfasts on the dining table.

Gu Zheng was eating breakfast with his head down when he heard the sound of high heels coming out of the room.

"The company has something to do, so I won't eat breakfast." Ming Yao took a deep look at Gu Zheng, and went out with a cold expression.

Gu Zheng paused, staring at the door with a complicated expression for a long while.

For several days in a row, the two got along like falling into an ice cave, and neither of them bowed their heads.

At Fanyin Company, Sister Zhang held a stack of documents and looked at the door of the office, hesitating. Mingyao had almost settled three meals a day at the company, and now she was like a workaholic with no emotions.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and went in, "Mr. Ming, Mr. Zhang has an investment project that he wants to talk to you about. When will you be free?"

"What investment?" Ming Yao raised his eyelids and asked.

Sister Zhang hurriedly handed over the document, "It's a film, the other party is seeking investment, and asked if you are interested."

"Same-sex themes?" Ming Yao flipped through the planning book and frowned. So far, there hasn't been a same-sex-themed movie or TV series in China. There are not many people, and the box office or ratings are low.But there are exceptions. There are relatively more homosexual themes. After all, the mass base of rotten girls is large, and the domestic small fresh meat characters are well-shaped. Without affecting the plot, it can be said to be a socialist brotherhood, and it can also satisfy Part of the masses who love to knock this kind of cp.

But lesbian-themed films are not optimistic, and no one has set foot in it so far, because the small audience is enough to make most producers shrink back.

This Mr. Zhang is neither a son who just came out of society, nor a business tycoon who spends a lot of money just for the good of his heart, but he does the opposite. Mingyao really wants to see what the other party thinks.

Sister Zhang thought about Mingyao's face, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Ming, shall I make arrangements now?"

"Go."

***

The night was as cool as water, and the largest hotel in City A, the Bermuda Hotel, stood tall and tall. The neon signboard was decorated in a high-end atmosphere, and the huge silver screen endlessly played advertisements.

Director Cheng Ting got out of the car with a few people, saying that he wanted to negotiate with an advertiser.It is normal for a drama to place advertisements or for the protagonist to accept advertisements and place them in the title or in the film.

Gu Zheng, the two leading actors of "The Scarlet City", and another actor, Mei Lilong, met with the advertisers this time.The advertiser is a certain big-name family barrel, and the person sent by the other party is very talkative.

"I hope that the filming location will be in the office where you shoot this film." The agent of Family Barrel described their request, "We sincerely hope that our advertisement can be played at the beginning of each episode. As for whether to wear our brand in the play It does not need."

Cheng Ting also understood that the crazy placement of advertisements in TV dramas in the past few years has already been complained about and affected the viewing, and even had a negative impact on the advertiser's brand. An advertisement that can be clicked on at the beginning or in the middle of the film is also reluctant to be embedded in the play.

As for why the two leading actors were chosen to film, it is easier to understand. In the consciousness of leading fans, if you don’t skip the advertisement of idols, you are supporting idols; The ten-second ad will not be skipped.In this way, choosing the leading actor of "The Scarlet City" to shoot the advertisement will definitely have a better effect than choosing other unrelated artists.

It didn't take much time to sign the advertising contract, and after sending the advertiser's agent away, it was almost time to leave.

"Gu Zheng, do you want me to take you back?" My partner Mei Lilong asked the lady in a gentlemanly manner. Although Gu Zheng drank some wine, he politely refused, "My assistant is here, you go back first."

Mei Lilong was not reluctant, and he and Director Cheng Ting left the Bermuda Hotel one after another.

With the last kick, Gu Zheng also left the box and walked down the aisle to make a call to Wan Qiu, but froze in place the next moment.

In the box not far away, the door is open, and the scene inside is unobstructed.

***

half an hour ago.

When Mingyao saw Mr. Zhang, the other party didn't come alone, but brought several beautiful young artists in.

Mingyao frowned and looked at the book in his hand. It is said that this book is the work of a young author, and it enjoys a high reputation in the original circle, with high ratings from readers.

Before it was time, she watched it again. The plot and characters did have their own advantages. If they can be filmed well, it may be the dark horse of this year.

"Mr. Zhang, may I ask how much the copyright of this book was bought?" Before saying this, Ming Yao had already made a plan in his heart.

Mr. Zhang’s name is Zhang Bingqu. He clinked wine glasses with Mingyao, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile, “Not much, it’s only about two hundred thousand.” Those authors with [-] yuan will choose to sell, after all, for them, after passing through this village, there will be no such shop.

"What?" Seeing Mingyao's question, Zhang Bingqu's mind immediately perked up. There must be some drama on this trip, "Mr. Ming, let me tell you the truth, there is nothing to say about the high quality of this book. I have already found the actors. , it’s just that the money for the filming is not enough.”

That's why he wanted to try to persuade this woman who made a good story during the Spring Festival this year. As long as he wins over this woman, he can say anything.

"Mr. Zhang, I think you should also know that the market for such themes is not good." Mingyao didn't follow the other party's topic, but raised the question of feasibility, and raised his red lips, "I'm really curious about Zhang Why did you choose such an unpopular subject to shoot, aren't you afraid that you will lose everything in the end?"

"Mr. Ming, don't joke with me..." Zhang Bingqu clinked glasses with Mingyao again, "Businessmen are all about sincerity. If you didn't make some preparations before doing something, how could you be asked out so rashly?"

Zhang Bingqu glanced at the assistant around him to hand over the plan, "The market for lesbian-themed works is an untapped area with great potential, and with the booster of same-sex marriage legalized three years ago, many people have changed their traditions. concept, entertainment consumption is more personalized, and a breakthrough is looming in this market.”

But many people don't want to be the first to eat crabs.

"Imagine how much dividends we will get when we stand on this breakthrough." Zhang Bingqu smiled, showing the shrewdness of the businessman, "We will be the first to eat crabs at that time."

Ming Yao flipped through the planning book handed over, nodded, "Mr. Zhang is really far-sighted."

"That's what Mr. Ming means..." Zhang Bingqu probed.

"I'll think about it again."

"No rush, no rush, Mr. Ming can give me an answer anytime." Zhang Bingqu felt even more playful in his heart, he was out of breath, and motioned for one of the young artists to come in front of him.

"Mr. Ming, take a look at her. This person is a good candidate I found from a scout. At that time, I fell in love with her immediately. What do you think?"

Mingyao just put down her wine glass, probably not long after she was discharged from the hospital, and she felt a headache after drinking a little. She closed her eyes, rubbed the bridge of her nose, opened her eyes again, and the pair of glazed pupils facing her were in a daze.

How can it be so like...

"President Ming?" Someone called her next to her ear, "Are you feeling well?"

Sister Zhang saw that her eyebrows were tightened, thinking that Mingyao was unwell, and she didn't wait for Mingyao's response, so she asked again, "Are you drunk? Do you want..."

"Xueqing, go over and have a toast with Mr. Ming." Zhang Bingqu is a shrewd person. Seeing Mingyao staring at this artist so directly, he knows that there is something going on. He understands whether it's something he likes or what he wants to do. Adults The world that comes and goes is so different.

Immediately pushed the person over, and also distracted others to activate the atmosphere.

At the corner of the sofa, this girl named Jiang Xueqing threw herself on Mingyao, she probably didn't expect to be pushed, her face was full of embarrassment, "President Ming, I'm sorry."

But even though it was just shyness, the expression at the end of the eyes was almost similar to that of the woman, not to mention the cold look after the shame faded away, just looking at these eyes, the indifference and aloofness in the brows and eyes were exactly the same as Gu Zheng.

"President Ming, I respect you." Jiang Xueqing picked up the wine on the table, raised her glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

However, after Jiang Xueqing finished drinking, the other party still looked at her deeply for a moment, making her think that there was something on her face for a while. Drunk, an imperceptible drunkenness seemed to appear on this woman's face.

"Is there something on my face?" Jiang Xueqing frowned and stared at her, while touching her own face, but the next moment a hand was on the back of her hand, and the woman's slender and white fingers slightly contained her hand in the palm, Touch her cheek.

But soon she let go, Jiang Xueqing was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the next moment her jaw was picked up, and she had to raise her eyebrows to meet the woman's invisible eyes.

Gao Lengyan's face moved closer, eyes half-closed, half drunk, the girl in front of her was obviously stunned.

On the aisle, Gu Zheng squeezed the bag in her hand tightly for no reason. She has maintained this posture for a long time. She has been watching the girl ecstatically since she was pushed into Mingyao's arms. In her cold eyes, it is clear that It reflected that the eyes of the woman in the box slowly moved down to the girl's delicate lips, and the light-white fingertips slid ambiguously.

It was a desire to kiss down.

"What's your name?" Gu Zheng saw these words from the shape of her mouth, and couldn't restrain her heart from contracting suddenly.

The girl propped her back with one hand, and the off-the-shoulder dress made her shoulders more sexy and attractive to the woman's eyes.

"You're beautiful." The woman's red lips were slightly pursed, and the look at the bottom of her eyes became darker and darker, and she pressed closer and closer to the girl's face, and her breathing was intertwined in the last centimeter.

She kissed decisively.

On the aisle, Gu Zheng's eyes hurt badly at that moment, he looked away in embarrassment, and walked forward with staggering steps.

When Wan Qiu picked him up, Gu Zheng in the back seat was pale, "Are you okay?"

The other party shook his head, Wan Qiu couldn't explain it, he just thought it was because he was unwell, and after a few instructions to take good care of himself, he sent him to the apartment and left.

In the lonely and deserted apartment, the clock beats every second, ten o'clock, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, one o'clock... The woman who was supposed to come back has never been seen.

In the living room, the light was like daylight, making the slender figure on the sofa even colder.

The woman on the sofa was wearing a plain nightgown, and she couldn't read a single word in the script in her hand. At this point in time...you can know what happened when you think about it with your toes.

It's just an adult's unspoken rules. What I said indiscriminately at the beginning is now a prophecy. It's not that she was unspoken by others, but that she unspokenly ruled others.

Gu Zheng smiled self-deprecatingly, raised his head and closed his eyes deeply, his eyes were flushed, his mind was full of images of the woman pressing the girl under her body and loving her, one scene after another, as if it was right in front of her eyes.

It was as if something was blocked in her throat, and her eyes began to hurt again. It was a sore pain, as if someone had poured horrific venom into her eyes, burning her sorely.

After a long while, Gu Zheng opened his eyes, his vision blurred.

It's okay, she has a new love, so she can always let herself go.