Everything is good except for the acting

Meng Shizhen thought that Zhou Zhi's opponent Jiang had some unreasonable thoughts, so he immediately turned cold: "This is the first time I've heard of an artist who writes articles and thinks about unspoken rules. Who do you think you are? Mo Yan is still tricky. You deserve it and dare to think about it. If not Song Yuan recommends you, the ghost knows who you are. You alone, you alone, you are a poor writer who no one knows, how many people have read your novels? Hundreds are amazing, right? I really admire you. Come out, it’s the biggest joke in the world. Believe it or not, I can tell you with a phone call that you will never be able to write again from now on!”

Kui Fang Jiang kindly invites her to eat, eat, eat a fart, it is better to feed the dog.

At first Zhou Zhi thought that Fang Jiang had seen through his mind, and was a little embarrassed at first, but the next moment he was irritated by Meng Shizhen's words.It's okay for the other party to think that Fang Jiang has bad intentions. It's not difficult to understand. After all, such things are common in the entertainment industry. It's just that the other party's brains are too big, and Fang Jiang is regarded as a sweet pastry that everyone loves.But the last sentence is full of naked//naked//naked threats and malice.The most infuriating thing is that the other party is right, just one phone call can make her fail to write.

Zhou Zhi laughed back in anger, and actually applauded. "It's amazing, Ms. Meng is so bold, she can change the fate of our little people with a single phone call. Also, how can I be known by you, it is really lucky for three lives, and lucky for three lives. But I want you to know, you can let me know. I have no place to publish, but I can always write. Thought is free, so is writing, even if it is restricted, controlled, and restricted, it is still free. Whoever wants to do Mo Yan can do it by Calvino."

Looking at Song Yuan who wanted to explain to Meng Shizhen but didn't know how to explain, Zhou Zhi sneered: "It's true that I'm an unknown author, but at least I have pursuits. Why did I refuse to sell the copyright to you? I told the editor the first time. Oh, I told Ms. Song last time, why didn’t anyone tell you? Heh, these days the emperor has a lot of new clothes, but to be honest, there are not many children. It’s very simple, I don’t like it..."

"Shang Que." Song Yuan shouted, trying to stop Zhou Zhi who exploded.

Meng Shizhen also saw that something was wrong, it was his own misunderstanding. "Miss Zhou..."

"Don't stop her, let her talk. Tell me, tell me, if you don't tell me you're not human. Don't you just want to say that you don't like my acting skills." Fang Jiang gritted his teeth and stopped every word.

The big star went mad with anger, but her beautiful face was not distorted by anger. On the contrary, there was a deep sorrow surging under the dignity she was trying to maintain.Because he cares, he is sensitive, and once he gets hit, he will be furious.

Zhou Zhi didn't feel the slightest pleasure when the truth was told by the person with a stubborn expression.It can be seen that this matter is the weakness of the big star, and at the same time as it hits the opponent's weakness, she feels the sting of empathy.Don't do to others what you don't want to do to others. She doesn't want others to speak of her, so she should set an example and not speak of others.

But Fang Jiang's words hit her sore spot again. "No matter how bad my acting skills are, at least people will read them, and I have fans. What about you, you think your writing is good, but it's not that no one reads it. You know what it's called, self-admired, self-righteous."

"Oh, yes, there are people who watch it. It's a matter of sex. Take advantage of these few years when you make more bad TV dramas, so you can have money to buy prizes. You, the actress, know that you bought it. In a few years, sex will Declining but falling in love, if you want people to see it, you have to spend money to buy it."

Fang Jiang jumped up and pointed at Zhou Zhi's forehead: "You, say it again."

"If you ask me to say it, I will say it. I am not very shameless. Don't think that I am afraid of you, because I am too lazy to say it. I am lazy, I have to say it. Oh, by the way, big star, I made a ppt for you, chart statistics Your excellent acting skills allow you to have a more intuitive understanding of your own acting skills. If you have the courage to read it, I will send it to you by email." Not to be outdone, Zhou Zhi also stood up.

"Send any email, you can send it to me now, send it, send it to WeChat." Fang Jiang opened WeChat, "Come and scan me."

"Sweep and sweep."

Meng Shizhen supported her forehead, even though she was always wise, she never thought that things would develop to this point.The two men in their thirties seemed to have regressed to the age of six. They rolled up their sleeves and confronted each other. They almost wrestled head to head.

By this time, she no longer wanted to persuade her anymore, and sat down to eat melons with confidence.Anyway, the two of them won't fight, the curtains are well drawn, there is no one else in the private room, the sound insulation is acceptable, and there is no fear of rumors.This was the first time she had seen Fang Jiangfa so angry, she was so angry that her hands were shaking.It is also in recent years that outside of work, Fang Jiang has seldom had a moment of vitality.

Chinese is quite interesting, angry, angry.The same word can express different meanings.

Fang Jiang flipped through the ppt page by page. Judging from the ups and downs of her chest, she was quite restless, which made Meng Shizhen a little curious, and leaned over to look at it. The PPT is quite beautiful, with clear charts, data comparisons, and forum comments. It can be seen that thought has been put into it.

None of her agents would be happy if her artistes were criticized badly, but today she slipped her tongue first and watched the play later, no matter how hateful this writer is, at least the other party Jiang is a kind of stimulation, depending on the situation, yes Not a bad thrill.

After watching the ppt, Fang Jiang looked at Zhou Zhi with strange eyes, and a little light flashed in his charming eyes. "Hey, you don't have a crush on me, do you?"

Pretending to be a black fan is actually the kind of true love fan, the kind who breaks through the dimensional wall and hates because of love.Otherwise, who would spend so much time and energy doing this thing?Before becoming an actress, she had done an internship in a company, so she naturally knew how much effort it took to make a ppt, and the data in it were all processed and non-original data.

Meng Shizhen and Song Yuan choked.

Arguing with Fang Jiang, his mouth was dry, and Zhou Zhi's head was smoking, and he was blaming himself for being nervous while drinking water, when he heard such a magical summary.

Don't big stars feel too good about themselves?Not being narcissistic enough to be a star?Which eye saw that he had a crush on her?

I always feel that other people's crush on her is a disease that needs to be cured.

Zhou Zhi rolled his eyes, "Thanks for the hospitality today, it's a pleasure to meet you. I hope there will be opportunities to cooperate in the future, that, I'll leave first." Lian Songyuan also vented his anger, and didn't want to say anything more.

Now that Fang Jiang has seen her favorite work, she can also retire with success.As for the cooperation, it's just a matter of occasion, and everyone probably won't take it seriously.After all, they yelled at each other just now, and I feel ashamed when I think about it.

In addition to being ashamed, there is a bit of joy.

It's not just anyone who can quarrel with a big star. First, they can't meet, and second, they can't quarrel.How about those rich second-generation Xiaokai, who spend more than ten or twenty million yuan to have a meal and a night with celebrities, but quarreling——

Think beautifully.

If you want something, you won't be noisy; if you don't want something, you won't meet it.

If it was an ordinary person, the celebrity would not give him a chance, scold him for being crazy at thirteen o'clock, and invite security guards to hang him out. *1

Zhou Zhi straightened out her chest, a little bit proud.The pleasure of the little man, the vanity of the little man.

Her socially fearful persona, the superstar's intellectual and elegant persona, were all thrown into the sky and torn to pieces.It's time for a live broadcast, let Fang Jiang's fans take a look, take a good look, their goddess was like a shrew just now.

Zhou Zhi wanted to laugh, but she really did, as if she wanted to die anyway and just have fun.

"Hey, big star, the you just now is much more interesting than the you in those stupid dramas. In fact, you have a lot of expressions, why do you always have an expression."

Fang Jiang choked, a little dumbfounded, "You still watch it if you say it's a brain-dead drama, but I can't stand it myself."

After she finished speaking, she laughed out loud until she burst into tears.

The big star heroically wiped his tears with the back of his hand, but Zhou Zhi couldn't see it, so he took out a handkerchief and handed it to her.

Fang Jiang hit her on the back of the hand and snatched her handkerchief. "Old man, bring a handkerchief."

"Big star, we are the same age."

"Baidu information you dare to believe."

"I use Google."

"Maybe I lost three years of writing."

"It means you are three years older than me? Then I'm mentally balanced."

"Huh?" Fang Jiang said with a nasal voice, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Is there anything that can make you unbalanced, please tell me quickly, so that I can balance my mind."

Zhou Zhi didn't want to say it, but just a moment ago she was pointing at her forehead and cursing.

"Say it, say it."

This person is really weird, and she just likes to hear people praise her.The overwhelming "husband marry me, wife marry me, beautiful, beautiful, love you so much" failed to satisfy her hobby?

"Say it quickly." The soft and coquettish tone was completely different from just now.It made people unable to tell whether the quarrel was a dream, or the gentle talk at the moment was a dream.

Zhou Zhi was confused, so she simply sat down beside Fang Jiang.

To avoid harming Chi Yu, Meng Shizhen and Song Yuan sat on the bench next to them early, together with the remaining desserts and coffee.One moment they swear at each other, and the next moment they sit together. I really don't understand the young people of today.

"Say." Fang Jiang urged her persistently.

"Okay, okay." God will pamper people who are too beautiful, let alone human beings.Zhou Zhi said, "Look, I'm the same age as you. You look mature, beautiful and generous. As for me, I'm so stupid. You are indispensable to this world, but I am dispensable."

Just for this?Fang Jiang smiled, "Then I will be like this even if I am 30 years older than you. But don't think about it, the information on the Internet is correct. Maybe I am a few months younger than you."

"That's impossible. Internet information shows that you were born in April, Taurus. I am born in September, Virgo."

"He also said that he didn't have a crush on me, and he even knew my birthday. Hey, you are not a follower, are you?"

"..." You are really thick-skinned.

Seeing that Zhou Zhi was about to say something unpleasant again, Fang Jiang hurriedly said, "Okay, I know you are not. Who is your goddess, let Song Yuan get your autograph for you another day."

"Guanyin."

"what?"

"Only Guanyin Bodhisattva and the Queen Mother can be considered goddesses."

Fang Jiang had nothing to say, and probably knew why this writer was so unpopular.The brain circuit is too weird and does not conform to the public's aesthetics.

Hey, she's been wearing a woolen hat since she entered the door, she can't believe she's not hot, even her forehead is sweating.

"Hey, you..." Fang Jiang finally discovered the strangest thing about Zhou Zhi.

The average person wears a hat, and it is impossible to cover all the hair in the hat. More or less, there will be broken hairs, one or two, no matter what, even short hair.But this man, this man has no broken hair.

Fang Jiang saw that she was sweating, but she would not use the handkerchief she had wiped her tears to wipe the sweat of others, and neither could the owner of the handkerchief. What a funny move, only those in brain-dead dramas have it.At that moment, for some reason, she raised her hand and took off Zhou Zhi's hat.

Zhou Zhi didn't expect her to come out like this, and couldn't dodge in time, she sat on the ground with her buttocks on the ground, holding her head with her hands—a bare head.

"What are you doing!"