I blow my rainbow fart

There were six dishes and one soup on the table, still steaming, and the fragrance wafted away, whetting Jiang Qing's appetite.

He followed the smell and sat down at the table. There was a large plate of baked Australian lobster with cheese in the center. The color was bright and the shrimp meat was delicious.

"Delicious." He took two bites and was very satisfied.

Lin Xun said, "The papaya stewed Xueha is gone, I can satisfy your lobster first."

Seeing that Jiang wrinkled his nose slightly, looking very useful, he put some more in his bowl.

Yang Mengpo complained: "Did you call me to eat, or did you see you serving food?"

Jiang Qing was taken aback, and explained: "It's okay with us, you are the true love."

Yang Meng had a question mark on his face, it was true to say so, but why is it so awkward to listen to?

Lin Xun echoed, "I love each of you."

What a scumbag quotes.

Jiang Qing: "I can't bear it."

"Hey, where's the wine?" Yang Meng glanced at the table, there was not even a bottle of wine, "If you have good wine, you still keep it hidden. Is there someone who treats guests like you?"

Lin Xun opened a bottle of Coke for him: "It's a good idea, you will drive back later, be honest."

Jiang Qing: "Then I don't need to drive..."

"Your is cooking in the pot."

Jiang Qingniu turned his head and glanced at the ginger soup pot: QAQ

For a Wenju banquet, only one neighbor and benefactor came, and it was quite miserable to think about it.

Jiang Qing, who is very considerate, decided to shrink back to be a little transparent, and just focus on eating, without disturbing the two of you.

Not long after, Yang Meng suddenly brought up business matters and talked about the company's operations and new investment plans for a while.

Ryan Investment, where Yang Meng works, has been established for almost ten years. Its headquarters is abroad. After graduating from studying abroad, he returned to China with funds to set up a branch.

Investment involves many fields, but in the past five or six years, Yang Meng seems to have discovered the dividends of the film and television industry, with huge profits and quick results. He has made a lot of money by relying on this field, and has become a famous figure in the industry.

But Jiang Qing didn't expect that the other party would talk about business affairs in front of Lin Xun without any scruples, isn't he afraid of revealing the secret?

He glanced at Lin Xun, and saw that the other party was still listening seriously.

He suddenly had a guess, could these two be playing for real?

Thinking about it carefully, Lin Xun is indeed in good condition in all aspects, there is no need to be low-key and small, he can be the main palace.

The atmosphere during the dinner was just right, Yang Meng's cell phone rang at the desk, and he hung up hastily after he connected without chatting a few words.

"What time is this, and there are still customers running into the company."

Lin Xun asked, "Who is it?"

"A director said that there is a movie worth investing in, and he has been looking for me for half a month." Yang Meng took a sip of his Coke disapprovingly, "I saw that project, it is a sci-fi movie, and you have to invest a lot of money when you cast it, otherwise you can do it." It’s not good for the post-production effect. But a grass-roots team is probably going to be smashed, and it’s not worth it.”

"Which play?" Jiang Qing suddenly became interested.

"What is it called "New Homeland"?"

Jiang paused lightly, then raised his head abruptly, his eyes shining brightly: ""New Homeland"? Are you sure?!"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Jiang Qing was a little excited: "This film will definitely be a hit at the box office. Believe me, invest in it. You will definitely not lose money, and it will also accumulate word of mouth for you."

Yang Meng looked at his eyes that seemed to be glowing green, why was he so a little bit unbelievable?

"What I said is true!" Jiang Qing couldn't tell him that he was born again for such a lame reason, but "New Homeland" was indeed his most popular sci-fi movie three years later, with both high box office reputation and breaking the record. The audience's impression of domestic science fiction.

However, it was really difficult to get investment in the early stage of "New Home". The director also mortgaged several properties, and it took the team three or four years to produce a high-quality film, in which many plots were deleted.

If Yang Meng can invest funds at this time, maybe the project can be completed ahead of schedule, and the overall effect can be better!

This is the hope of a filmmaker!

"Yang Meng, I suggest you from my professional point of view, it is best to invest now, and you will be remembered in the history of film in the future." Jiang Qing sincerely suggested, "If you don't want to invest, you can give me your contact information. I'll vote."

There was a moment of silence on the table. It was the first time that Yang Meng encountered an actor so encouraging him to invest in a movie he hadn't starred in. He was both curious and fresh.

Lin Xun looked at Jiang Qing intently, and when he talked about a topic he was interested in, his whole body became alive, and he was completely different from the drowned chicken when he came home just now.

He moved his fingers slightly, knocked on the edge of the table, and turned to look at Yang Meng: "Go and see the director, sort out the materials, and call me if necessary."

Yang Meng's eyes widened, his expression changed several times, and he finally got up and went to the company.

The door clicked shut.

Jiang Qing looked at Lin Xun wonderingly: "He listens to you very much?"

Lin Xun was noncommittal, got up and pulled away the chair, went to the kitchen and turned off the fire, filled out the ginger soup, and put it in front of Jiang Qing: "I'll drink it when it cools down."

Jiang Qing looked at the ginger soup, filled with heat, and murmured, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Lin Xun laughed, and when he left, he rubbed his head, "The seeds on his head are quite soft."

"..." Jiang lightly touched his head and glared at him.

After dinner, I drank ginger soup, which made my stomach feel warm.

Just in case, Lin Xun mixed another pack of granules for him, and watched him finish before letting him go back.

Jiang Qing stood at the door and looked back: "The food is delicious, um..."

"Thank you, there is no need to say any more."

"Oh, good night then."

Lin Xun laughed silently, "Well, good night."

Jiang Qing lay on the bed for two hours, but she still didn't feel sleepy.

Turn on the desk lamp, sit up with a hunched waist, and find a small medicine bottle in the drawer.

After checking the expiration date, he poured out one and swallowed it directly, and soon fell asleep.

In the early morning, Shu Tong made more than a dozen phone calls but no one answered, so he had to rush from the company to Yishui Bay.

I met Lin Xun who was about to go out in the corridor, and after a brief greeting, she asked, "Did you see Jiang Qing this morning?"

"No, what happened?"

"He didn't answer the phone. He went back to Jiang's house yesterday. I don't know if something happened." Shu Tong rang the doorbell while explaining.

Lin Xun said, "It rained yesterday, maybe he was sick or still sleeping."

Hearing this, Shu Tong directly entered the password and opened the door.

Lin Xun: "..."

"Jiang Qing! Jiang Qing!" Shu Tong yelled a few times, making sure that the other party was still sleeping, and hurried upstairs.

Lin Xun was worried that something might happen, so he followed behind. This was his first time going up to the second floor, and he didn't even bother to check the surrounding environment, so he followed Shu Tong straight to the bedroom.

The bedding on the bed was messy, but no one was there.

"Too bad, I shouldn't have let him go back." Shu Tong blamed herself and pushed open doors one after another to find someone.

There is no cloakroom, no study, and no audio-visual room.

Finally, she stopped in front of a small door in the corner, her eyes were a little red, she held the door tightly with her fingers, turned her head and whispered to Lin Xun, "Are you his friend?"

Although Lin Xun was surprised by her question, he replied immediately: "Yes."

"If he's still at home, he should be here." Shu Tong said in a low voice, "If I can't make it in time for something, I hope you can help me."

"it is good."

Shu Tong opened the door, and the two stood at the door.

There is a shelf on one side of the room wall, which is full of car models, and other places are full of Lego, some have been assembled, some are still half-finished products, piled up everywhere, just like a toy room.

And Jiang lightly slept on the floor in the middle, the sunlight came in from the window, and the afterglow shone on his side face.

With a quiet face, he curled up and hugged his knees, presenting a sleeping position of a baby.

A psychology teacher told Lin Xun that this sleeping position is a sign of insecurity.

Shu Tong stepped forward and patted Jiang Qing's shoulder softly, as if coaxing a child: "Jiang Qing, Jiang Qing, wake up, it's almost noon."

Jiang moved lightly, slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to block the sunlight on his face, and said strangely, "Sister Tong, why are you here?"

Shu Tong suppressed his emotions, and immediately regained his usual aura, tugging at his ear: "I've called you for so long, how dare you not answer? You've got it! And why are you sleeping on the floor here? You're going to the TV station soon, do you still have the self-consciousness of an artist?!"

"It hurts, I know!" Jiang Qing sat up, and from the corner of his eye, he noticed someone standing at the door, his eyes widened, "Damn, why is he here? Trespassing on the house?!"

Lin Xun laughed: "Let me ask, what do you want for breakfast?"

Jiang Qing stood up angrily, got up very angry, and went to the bathroom without saying a word.

Shu Tong breathed a sigh of relief, stood next to Lin Xun, and said in a low voice, "Just kidding, if you are his friend, I only have one small request."

"what?"

"You don't have to talk to him, but don't stab him in the back."

After Jiang Qing washed up, she dressed up specially, and when she came out, Lin Xun was nowhere to be seen.

"What about others?"

"A friend called and asked him for something."

"Ow."

In the afternoon, I went to the TV station to record a new episode of the program. Sitting in the instructor's seat, he looked calm and greeted the audience.

But when the official recording started, all the audience who thought they could hear the rainbow fart were fooled.

Jiang Qing, this is... came back again?

Just after performing a show on stage, Jiang Qing commented: "This clip is not difficult, why can you turn a red building into a spider hole? When you are in your early years, you perform too hard, too much."

The faces of several actresses on the stage changed like facial makeup.

Su Hongru quickly adapted to his change, and began to sing red faces again, belittling and praising him, and finally Wen Jiaxin cooked a chicken soup.

The director nodded in relief, as if seeing the ratings beckoning to him.

The last group of contestants is Wang Mingzhi and a middle-aged actress.

Wang Mingzhi was preparing in the background, and he didn't know what was going on ahead, but he was very confident.

The opponent is a little-known actress, and the supporting segment is a leading actor, so I have the advantage, not to mention there are fans specially arranged by the team at the scene.

Didn't Jiang Qing dislike him? He wants Jiang Qing to admit that he is a strong man in front of all the cameras!

Even if Jiang Qing didn't agree in his heart, but for the sake of the show, didn't he still admit to blowing the rainbow fart for so long?

Wang Mingzhi stepped onto the stage confidently, played with his unremarkable opponent for about ten minutes, and finally stood on the stage to bask in the sun.

Both Wen Jiaxin and Su Hongru finished their comments one after another, and Jiang Qing, who had been smiling warmly, finally got the microphone.

"Wang Mingzhi."

"En." Wang Mingzhi raised his head proudly, as long as the other party praised him a few times, his path of transformation would be recognized.

When a singer debuted and switched to an actor, he was ridiculed by many opponents and sunspots, but isn't it the same now?Why always diss him alone.

It will be much more convenient for him to be recognized by an award-winning actor like Jiang Qing in person. Even Gao Yuanqiao, a brat, will rise to the top and be called a rising star wherever he goes.

Jiang Qing didn't know how rich his inner drama was at this time, and asked: "How do you think you are acting?"

"I don't think it has reached a level that satisfies me. It is much worse than during the rehearsal, and I can improve a little bit." Wang Mingzhi pretended to be modest, and gave himself a good step.

"Well, it seems that you are very self-aware." Jiang said lightly.

Wang Mingzhi was startled, his eyelids twitched quickly, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, what do you think is not good enough?"

Jiang Qing said word by word: "Nowhere is good enough."

"What are you acting, don't you have any idea? The tactful and poignant love has turned out to be a tragic mother and child. What do you see in the opponent's eyes? Is there any love at all?"

Wang Mingzhi thought to himself: What kind of love is there for this old woman's face?

Jiang Qing said again: "Your crying scene is amazing."

Finally he boasted, Wang Mingzhi thought he was trying to suppress first and then exaggerate, so he prepared to listen carefully, but the other party's next sentence was "unprecedented extinction, on this stage, I have never seen anyone who can act like you , turning tears into snot bubbles."

Knowing that Wang Ming looked as if he had opened a big dyeing workshop, he scolded Jiang Qing half to death in his heart, and pretended to follow the instructions on his face.

Su Hongru couldn't bear it anymore, lowered his head and covered his face with his hands, and quietly gave Jiang a thumbs up, not noticing that the camera had recorded this scene.

He has really seen Jiang Qing's skill of not being afraid of death, and there are many fans of Wang Mingzhi behind him.

Seeing Wang Mingzhi's earnest face asking for advice, Jiang Qing didn't hesitate to give advice: "I thought your lines would be your best. After all, you are a singer. Why can't you handle the accents and cadences well?"

"The acting instructor is a professor. I have personally benefited from it recently. I know how good the teacher's guidance is. Even newcomers like Gao Yuanqiao and Lin Xun can change their appearance. If you study hard with snacks, you won't show up. present in this state."

"None of the sound, shape, and tables meet my requirements. If you have time, I hope you spend more time learning the basic skills. This stage calls me an actor, do you dare to say loudly here that you are an actor?"

Wang Mingzhi's face was ugly, and he looked at Jiang Qing with sharp eyes, curled his lips and said, "In this case, I plan to challenge Mr. Jiang, please give me this chance."

The crowd was in an uproar.

The director and the planner were dumbfounded for a moment, and immediately discussed urgently, because the winner of this game is an actress.

In the end, the director decided to break the established pattern and let Wang Mingzhi and Jiang Qing have a PK. This was a big hit, and the preview alone was enough to whet the appetite of the audience!

He was just about to persuade Jiang Qing, when he heard Jiang Qing's voice through the microphone, resounding throughout the scene, confident and calm with a hint of wonderful pleasure.

"Okay."

Wang Mingzhi fans: "Brother is not afraid! We will always be by your side!!!"

Jiang Qing also had a few fans here, shouting: "Wang Mingzhi don't cry!!!"

It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Didn't Jiang Qing of their family show his real strength?

Su Hongru, who had been holding the soy sauce mentality all the time, finally gained strength. He suggested: "Because the time and procedures of the original competition system have been arranged, it is impossible for everyone to wait for Jiang Qing and these two players to take turns to cooperate for three hours. It is too time-consuming. Yes. I have a small suggestion, since you want to play, why not come to something more fun."

The host asked: "How to play?"

"Why don't you play the script solitaire that young people play! The audience staff present can pick up two lines at will and write a new script, and you can do whatever you want in the middle!"

After listening, the audience expressed their support.

This is a bit exciting, everyone doesn't know what will happen in the middle of it, let alone the ending, there is not even a reference object!It all depends on the temporary performance of the actors!

Jiang Qing looked at Su Hongru: "You really know how to play, I like it, so let's do it this way."

The director also thinks this idea is really great!Start preparing quickly.

Everyone was eager to try and rubbed their hands excitedly, only Wang Mingzhi on the stage was dumbfounded.

He seems to have fallen into a big pit? !

I still dig it myself...

The author has something to say: Wang Mingzhi: Sending someone's head from a thousand miles away is less polite than affection.

Ann, keep the stalk or something, I will untie it soon.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the shallow water bomb: Nana~(//u//)~1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 button;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Mengmeng don't know; 9 bottles of Hechen; 6 bottles of Mengmeng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!