818 My Superstar Old Gong [Entertainment Circle]

There was still no night scene scheduled today, so Wang Qiang waited until the end of filming to remove his make-up and change his clothes. After tidying up, he and Cheng Cheng went back to the hotel first.Cheng Cheng also stayed in the hotel today, and the crew arranged for him a double room, probably because he had an assistant in mind!

Cheng Cheng said that he is currently the only one in his studio, and he doesn't plan to recruit new people, so let's ignore it for the time being, and his main job now is to stay with him on the set.

Wang Qiang thinks this is also very good. When he is not filming, Cheng Cheng can still chat with him, match words, gossip and so on. I don't know how he, a big boy, knows so much gossip.

No, Cheng Cheng said to him mysteriously, "I don't think today's business is over."

Wang Qiang was lying comfortably on the sofa, tired after wearing costumes all day. "Why is it not over? Haven't we already dealt with those artists? It will be over when the heat subsides."

"Don't forget that there are still a few marketing accounts," Cheng Cheng disagreed. "In the beginning, the marketing account came out and broke the news, saying that it was only after receiving private messages from several artists that they submitted articles. How can you let it go? Maybe there are new developments on Weibo at this time."

Wang Qiang was about to take a look with his mobile phone when there was a knock on the door.Cheng Cheng went to open the door, and there was Xiao Su outside the door.

"Cheng Cheng, is Wang Qiang there?"

Cheng Cheng welcomed him in and said, "Isn't that just lying down?"

Wang Qiang had already sat up, and while standing up to make room, he asked Xiao Su to sit down. "What to drink? There is water, green tea, black tea, fruit juice in the fridge."

"Water is enough. After a long day, I didn't even bother to drink my saliva."

Cheng Cheng walked over, took a bottle of water and handed it to Xiao Su.

Wang Qiang waited for Xiao Su to take a sip of water before asking: "Is everything settled?"

Xiao Su smiled wryly: "It's not over yet, but we've done everything we need to do. When it comes to this matter, our only mistake is that we shouldn't have decided on you to play the male number three so early. We have to wait until all the auditions are over before we announce it. Wouldn’t there be no such discussions? Who knew that such inside information could be dug out.”

Hearing this, Cheng Cheng asked hesitantly, "Is there a traitor?"

Xiao Su replied meaningfully: "That's not sure!"

Wang Qiang glared at Cheng Cheng, how could he ask about the internal affairs of his studio, and then remembered to ask: "Brother Su, what do you want from me?"

Xiao Su was drinking water, when she heard this address, she choked and coughed for a long time. "Well, what's your name, Brother Su? I was so busy today that I forgot to tell you to ignore the smoky news on Weibo. I saw that you didn't post a statement on Weibo. It can be seen that you know it in your own mind. I just want to give you more advice .”

Wang Qiang replied, "Don't worry, if this matter does not subside, I will definitely not post on Weibo."

Seeing that the news had already arrived, Xiao Su said, "This matter has nothing to do with you, it's the crew that got you in the way. You said that the role you got after a serious audition was slandered. It's said that there are many shady scenes in the entertainment industry. It's just some people pretending not to see the light."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and wanted to leave, but stopped suddenly: "I almost forgot the most important thing, Brother Zhou asked me to send you a message. After you finish cleaning up in a while, go to his room to check the lines. He lives in 305, so don't make any mistakes It's gone." As he spoke, he gave Wang Qiang a strange look, but he hesitated to speak, turned around and left.

Cheng Cheng sent Xiao Su away, turned around and saw Wang Qiang was browsing Weibo with his mobile phone, he saw Cheng Cheng approaching, and asked him to watch it together, "You are right, you see this Weibo was posted more than half an hour ago Just posted."

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He pointed to the Weibo of a certain marketing account, which read: "Don't ask how to delete it, those artists have been publicized, and they are all gone. Right and wrong are fair and free, and you should be a qualified melon-eating crowd."

In the popular comments below, someone said: "Brother Quan is really wronged. It was obvious that those little artists asked Brother Quan to break the news, but they were afraid of offending others. Now, the few of them have been caught by public relations. The production team reconciled, and then complained that Brother Quan was making a big fuss, which made Brother Quan not a human being."

This article was liked by Brother Quan.

Cheng Cheng said: "It's normal. If he doesn't post this, he will be slapped in the face for nothing. I hope it will stop here! Alright, you change your clothes and go to Brother Zhou to check your lines!"

Wang Qiang was pushed out of the room. He held the script stuffed into his hand and looked at the closed door with complicated emotions.Even if Zhou Zhifei is a first-line star, he doesn't have to care so much about that person's casual call, right?In this way, it seems that his purpose is not pure.

He walked to the door of room 305 and knocked on the door.Hearing "Come in" from inside, he turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

Zhou Zhifei was sitting on the sofa in his nightgown, and when he saw him coming in, he pointed to the seat beside him and said, "Sit here."

Wang Qiang walked over and sat down, put the script on his lap, and asked, "I'm late, is Brother Zhou going to bed?"

"It's not too late. Xiaoqiang, it's only eight o'clock now."

Wang Qiang was silent, and complained quietly in his heart, I know it's not too late, but why don't you change into your nightgown if you don't sleep.Wouldn't you be embarrassed to see a foreigner in a nightgown?

"Why is Xiaoqiang still dressed so formally? Don't you secretly like to wear printed cotton pajamas?"

Wang Qiang looked down at the white short-sleeves and five-point shorts he was wearing. It was already casual enough. How could he meet people in pajamas... No!How did Zhou Zhifei know that he likes to wear printed cotton pajamas?

He raised his head sharply, his eyes full of surprise and doubt.

Zhou Zhifei explained with a smile: "Don't be surprised, I happened to see someone who claimed to be your classmate say it on Weibo."

Wang Qiang remembered that when he used the trumpet to fight with others, someone laughed at him for wearing street goods. He said a little embarrassedly: "I only wear it privately." They are all brand-name goods, and he probably doesn't know that the street stalls he likes are also cool and comfortable to wear.

"I know," Zhou Zhifei laughed again, "Actually, my mother also likes printed cotton pajamas."

...Wang Qiang felt that this topic was dead.

*****

Fortunately, Zhou Zhifei also had this understanding. He took out the script and said, "There will be heavy rain tomorrow."

Wang Qiang looked puzzled, what's wrong with the heavy rain?Does it have anything to do with the lines?

Zhou Zhifei felt helpless, "It's a bit dangerous for your IQ to mix with the entertainment industry!"

Wang Qiang understood these words, but he still didn't know how to answer.Because Zhou Zhifei's sentence is just a simple expression, the kind without emotion|color.

"Maybe it will rain tomorrow and we won't be able to shoot the scheduled scenes, but we should shoot the scenes in the rain." He took out the script and flipped through a few pages, pointing to Wang Qiang, "This is this part."

Wang Qiang stretched his head over to take a look, and said, "This is not my show."

The scene that Zhou Zhifei was talking about was Wang Qiang's part.Because of her impulsiveness, not only did she fail to save Han Min played by Zhou Zhifei, but also exposed Han Min's identity. Wu Shixin wanted to exchange Han Min for a city.Wang Qiang herself was also trapped in the city, unable to deliver the news.After waiting for a few days, when the heavy rain finally came, she took advantage of the heavy rain to cover her whereabouts, went back to Han Bing's camp, and had a quarrel with Han Min's brother outside the camp.

"But there is my play." Zhou Zhifei stretched out his hand and tapped the script.Wang Qiang continued to look up.

It turned out that this quarrel was also to deceive people. Han Min's father had already sent his own soldiers to rescue Han Min. Fearing that the spies hidden in the Han family's army would find out, he deliberately arranged for Han Min's younger brother to be stubborn to Wang Dai outside the tent, in order to show that he was helpless. , to confuse the opponent.

Wang Qiang saw that the plan in the script really worked. Zhou Zhifei had a fight scene in the rain, and finally he escaped and returned to the Han barracks.

*****

"Brother Zhou, do you want me to cooperate with your lines?" Wang Qiang asked him after watching this part of the play.

"Correct."

"But there are no lines in this scene. There is only a scene where you fight, but I don't have any martial arts skills, so I'm afraid I won't be able to cooperate with you."

Zhou Zhifei's expression froze, he couldn't believe that he would make such a mistake.

But Wang Qiang didn't care about his feelings, and continued: "Brother Zhou, don't even try to fool me. The logic of this scene is illogical, and the plot is a bit brain-dead. There is no such scene in my script, which proves that this is just a discarded joke." .Probably you haven’t read it yourself, so you don’t know you don’t have lines.”

Zhou Zhifei thought to himself that he underestimated him. It seems that his IQ is enough for the entertainment industry.

"Okay." Zhou Zhifei closed the script and looked at him sincerely with wide eyes, "I'm actually a little bored and want to chat with you."

"What do you want to talk about, Brother Zhou?"

"Anything, for example, why did you enter the entertainment industry?" Zhou Zhifei looked at Wang Qiang's figure. His skin was good, but he was a little fat, and his height was not bad, close to 1.8 meters by visual inspection.A round face has nothing to do with being handsome.Wang Qiang was not born as a child star either. With his innate conditions in the entertainment circle, his acting career will not be very wide.

"Brother Zhou is saying that I'm ugly?" Wang Qiang sarcastically said, "If I'm ugly, I can't be in the entertainment industry?"

"No, no, no," Zhou Zhifei shook his head again and again, it seemed that he offended him tonight, "I'm just curious, as a rich second generation, why did you choose such a hard-working job."

Being an actor doesn't mean being glamorous. Behind the glamor in front of the stage, everyone must have worked hard.

But Wang Qiang still had emotions, so he answered him perfunctorily: "The rich second generation is just lucky enough to be reincarnated. Maybe my whole life's luck is used for reincarnation."

Zhou Zhifei sighed and said, "Xiaoqiang, I apologize to you. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings a few times tonight. I hope you won't feel disgusted with me. We can still be friends tomorrow."

When he said this, Wang Qiang felt a little embarrassed. "It was me who was emotional. In fact, entering the entertainment industry was just an accidental decision. I closed my eyes and clicked on a target school when I was in the third year of high school. When I opened my eyes, I found that it was a movie. After passing, I took the college entrance examination again, and I didn’t expect to be able to study A film when the results came out. After graduating from university, I joined this film crew by coincidence.”

Zhou Zhifei was choked for a long time, and finally he could only say: "Then you are really lucky."

Wang Qiang laughed.

At this moment, Xiao Zhao held the tablet, pushed the door in, and said, "Brother Zhou, something really happened this time." He looked up and saw Wang Qiang sitting next to his artist, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry."

Zhou Zhifei took a deep look at him and said, "Remember to knock on the door next time."

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