One of the entertainment circles goes west

If you provoke him, why does he hold on to you?He also deliberately vacated the headline positions of several major portal websites under his banner, put down his figure as the CEO of Yueyang Media, and personally accompanied you to hype?Is he sick, or has he taken the wrong medicine? ! "

"I really didn't recruit him." Daolong was a little wilted.

Zhang Jie lowered her face and stared at Daolong seriously: "Daolong, you clearly know that your career has just started, and the competition in this industry is too fierce, and a serious enough scandal will hit you never to stand up again Opportunity. If I hadn't had an insider in Yueyang, I would have been caught off guard this time. What we are seeing now is the internal feed of the Yueyang Propaganda Department, and there is still a chance of redemption." The slender fingers buttoned the table : "Mr. Zheng has never turned back, but he has never felt sorry for the lover he slept with. How did you offend him?"

Daolong was silent for a while, then said falteringly: "I was the first to mention the breakup."

Zhang Jie was dumbfounded.

"Ibeg your pardon?"

"I dumped him the night I took the Best Actor." Dao Long simply broke the jar.

Zhang Jie's eyeballs almost popped out, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses. She ground her molars and gave Daolong a thumbs up: "You are brave enough."

Daolong muttered a little unhappily: "Actually, he's already tired of it, I just opened his mouth for him..."

Zhang Jie supported her forehead and refused to comment, and silently stuffed the pile of Xia's printed documents back into her bag.

"You won't just give up on me, will you?" Daolong sweats coldly.

"Give up on you? My old lady resigned Yue Yang's golden job because of you. She finally made you a film star, and she just hoped to squeeze you out to make up for my shortfall for half a year!" Zhang Jie was so angry that he almost slapped the table.

Hearing that there was still room for change in Zhang Jie's tone, Daolong heaved a sigh of relief, "Then what should we do next?"

"What can I do?" Zhang Jie groaned and stuffed the essential oil back into her bag: "I'll change the lubricating oil for you!"

Chapter 5 Someone has taken a fancy to you and threatened to block me, are you satisfied?

Seeing Daolong's expression as if struck by lightning, Zhang Jie couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Come on, even if you are willing to part with your chrysanthemum, Mr. Zheng may not be able to see it."

Daolong quickly echoed: "That's right."

"Based on what I know about Mr. Zheng, he will target you, but he just wants you to bow your head and give him enough face, so that everyone can do things better in the future. I didn't know you made this move before, and it was a bit of a mistake. Now I have to adjust Strategy, I will take the initiative to contact Yue Yang for cooperation intentions, and you don't need to 'add drama' with Zhao Tingting anymore." Zhang Jie bit her lower lip and thought for a while: "Okay, leave it to me, you can film with peace of mind."

"Is that all right?" Daolon hesitated a little.

Zhang Jie frowned vigilantly: "What else do you want?"

"I mean..." Dao Long scratched his hair embarrassingly: "Shouldn't I come to the door to convince Mr. Zheng to bow his head?"

Zhang Jie involuntarily filled her brain with an image of her own movie star in front of Young Master Zheng's crotch with his head hanging down in soft clothes. She shook her head heavily and drove the restricted-rated image out of her mind, and glanced at it calmly. Daolong took a look: "This is a personal grievance between the two of you. I won't get involved. You can handle it yourself."

After seeing off Zhang Jie, Daolong returned to the studio with a lot of thoughts, and rarely turned on the camera a few times. Director Sun saw that Daolong was not in the state, so he yelled "Cut", without saying anything, and gave everyone 5 minute break.

Daolong was grateful for Director Sun's thoughtfulness, and sat on the side guiltily, gulping ice-cola in silence. Zhao Tingting, who was waiting, also saw that something was wrong with Daolong, so she went to gossip: "Sister Zhang will see you in despair when she comes, What's wrong?"

Daolong didn't have time to talk to her, so he casually said: "She came to check the post to see if I was being lazy."

"Tch, do you think I'm stupid? Sister Zhang wouldn't come here if nothing happened." She glanced around and lowered her voice: "She glanced at me before she left, as if she had something to say, yes Isn't it related to our gossip photo at noon?"

"En." Dao Long absent-mindedly followed her words: "Someone has taken a fancy to you and threatened to block me. Are you satisfied?"

Zhao Tingting opened her eyes wide.

Daolong raised his neck and gulped down the glass of iced Coke, squeezed it casually, patted his butt impatiently and left.

The next scene is a key scene. The assistant director is making final adjustments to the set and arranging for the extras to leave the scene. Director Sun sits behind the monitor and carefully watches the few shots that have just been shot. From time to time, he asks the camera assistant to freeze and replay.

Daolong looked at the slow motion frame by frame in the monitor from a distance, the road was as long and tortuous as his own, exhaled, calmed down, and walked towards Director Sun.

After that, the progress was very good. After finishing the studio play as planned, Director Sun added an outdoor night scene temporarily when he was interested, and asked the main actors if they had any comments.

Daolong also felt that he was in good condition, so he readily agreed. Zhao Tingting had already changed out of her costume, and ordered her assistant to inform the driver to pick it up. Hearing Director Sun's request, she had an ugly expression on her face. She looked at her watch and asked unwillingly, "How long will it take?" ?”

"The location is ready, let's add an emotional rivalry scene between you and Daolong. If you hurry up, we can call it a day around ten o'clock."

Zhao Tingting thought about it, and reluctantly agreed.

Director Sun was overjoyed, fearing that the hard-to-serve heroine would change her mind, he hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "Okay, all units are starting to prepare, and the trial shooting will start in a quarter of an hour."

While waiting for the scene, Dao Long casually flipped through the script. This newly added scene is about the male lead working the night shift and meeting his broken-up lover while waiting for the last boat at the ferry terminal.This pier was the place where the two met and secretly fell in love. The two broke up impulsively due to a misunderstanding, but they never forgot their love.When they meet again many years later, they tell each other their hearts, and they are full of emotions. The lover tells him bluntly that he still loves him all the time, and asks him if there is any chance to start over.The hero had a thought, and was about to lean over to kiss his lover, but saw the wedding ring on his lover's left ring finger.

The whistle of the last ferry rang muffled on the river, and the hero immediately woke up and bid farewell to his lover. He gently hugged his lover and whispered in her ear.

"Live your life well, silly girl, you don't love me, it's just that you don't love me."

Daolong stared at the last sentence "It's difficult to understand" for a long time, and chewed it several times before he found some meaning.

Some things, the more they don't develop in the direction they expected, the more unsatisfactory they are.

Like Su Mei vs Song Yan.

Just like myself facing the throne of actor more than half a year ago.

If you don't handle this difficult feeling well, you will go crazy.

It's not like he doesn't have his own difficulties, but no matter how crazy he has been in the past, he wants to take a more calm path in the future.

To be honest, he didn't expect that Zheng Tianyang's reaction would be so big if he mentioned the breakup first. Now that he thinks about it, he probably changed Zheng Tianyang's script without authorization and stole the lines that belonged to the other party, making Zheng Tianyang almost crazy.

He was hesitant to apologize to Zheng Tianyang, to calm down the uneasy feeling in Zheng Tianyang's chest, but he didn't know how to say it, thinking that Zheng Tianyang liked to use WeChat to contact himself before, Dao Long thought it better to try it on WeChat first Tentatively, he took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat, only to see the WeChat message just sent by Dao Xiaofeng.

"Brother! I knew you had nothing with that woman!" followed by a long string of exaggerated emojis.

Daolong was a little baffled, and replied a message: "What and what?"

Not long after, Dao Xiaofeng sent a screenshot, which was Daolong's latest Weibo.

He rarely posts on Weibo himself, and Zhang Jie basically takes care of it for him. He releases some of his latest film and television news and public welfare promotions from time to time, and occasionally sends some emotional insights and trivial life. Looks good, even Daolong himself can't tell the truth from the fake, so he couldn't help asking Zhang Jie if he hired a professional pusher, but Zhang Jie scoffed.

Daolong zoomed in and looked at the screenshot. It was sent half an hour ago.

The copywriting is very simple: "Except that the announcement is full, other aspects are currently blank, thank you for your concern." There is also a photo of Daolong on the set late at night, lying alone on a chair and taking a nap in costume and clothes .

Within half an hour, this news was forwarded tens of thousands of times, and the comments from fans were hundreds of thousands. Dao Long clicked on a few of them, and the comments were divided into two groups. One was that the fans felt sorry for his hard work in filming. , burst into tears, wishing he could fly to his side to take care of him.In addition, the fans were discussing enthusiastically that he and a certain Ms. Z are just good friends, most of them are for publicity of the new drama, and the tone is firm, as if they saw it with their own eyes.

Daolong smiled, thinking that Zhang Jie's method of dispelling rumors was much higher than the method of spreading rumors.Returned a message to Dao Xiaofeng: "Didn't you say that no matter who brother brings back, you will support me unconditionally?"

"Hey, it depends on who it is. Brother, I believe in your taste! [Thumbs up]"

Daolong's black line, is it tasteful to be next to a man with a lot of money?Just as Dao Xiaofeng was about to be taught a lesson, Director Sun informed the actors to be in place, and Dao Long had to turn off the phone.

Maybe it's because there is less interference at night, and the emotions are easy to invest in. The filming of the pier late at night went smoothly, and even Zhao Tingting, who is often NG, quickly entered the state. Ask to do it all over again.

The staff present were all surprised.

"My hairstyle was a little messed up by the wind just now." Zhao Tingting brushed her hair, stopped the make-up artist who was about to go forward, and gave the little assistant at the side a wink, and the little assistant hurriedly took the comb over in fear.

The next shoot went well. Dao Long felt that Zhao Tingting and his last hug took a little longer than last time, and he was a little surprised. After hearing the instructions from Director Sun, he put aside his doubts. In the back of my head, I packed up and planned to go home.

Walking to the parking lot, I found my car, and just about to open the door, suddenly, a black Lexus car next door honked its tweeter.

Daolong's heart skipped a beat, and the car keys in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Xiao Guo poked his head out of the car and greeted with a smile: "Brother Long, it's me."

Dao Long scolded Gou Niang secretly, and calmed down: "When did you come back?"

"I just got back in the afternoon. Sister Zhang said that your car has not been maintained for half a year, so let me pick you up in my own car." Satisfied, she honked the horn again: "My new Lexus CT is low-end. The internal price I got from an acquaintance was less than 40, what do you think, Brother Long?"

Daolong opened the car door and sat in the back seat: "You'll only know after you try it."

Xiao Guo snapped his fingers and said, "Please do me a favor." He kicked the accelerator on purpose, showing off the powerful sound of the motor, and turned on the in-car stereo with excellent sound effects, before driving out proudly. PARKING LOT.

Daolong was suddenly covered in goosebumps by the low-pitched gunfire, and was amused by Xiao Guo's aggressiveness: "You kid, you burned too much money? Why did you suddenly think of buying such an expensive car?"

Xiao Guo was a little embarrassed: "When I went back to my hometown this time, everyone said that I would definitely get rich if I followed the film king, and I wanted to get rich. But Brother Long, you know, in our business, there is no superficial glory. Up to now, I have not been able to do it in the market. Brother Long, don’t get me wrong. I’m not complaining to you. You treat me like my own family. How hard it is to get ahead, the last time I went to the Drama Academy to pick up Xiaofeng, it turned out that the little broken car was laughed at by Xiaofeng's classmates, Xiaofeng didn't care, but I thought, among other things, I am now the king of swordsman Assistant, you can't lose your face when you go out, right, Brother Long...Brother Long?" After chatting for a long time, Daolong didn't speak to him.In the car mirror, Xiao Guo saw Daolong leaning against the window with his eyes closed, his face full of tiredness, he quickly shut his mouth and turned off the stereo.

...............

The Minister of Propaganda tossed all night, changed countless versions and finally finalized the draft. As soon as he returned home and fell asleep, he was awakened by the ringing of his mobile phone. He was about to swear, but when he saw the caller ID, he quickly adjusted his tone: "Mr. Zheng?"

"Is the manuscript I asked you to make ready?"

"It's ready, send it out as soon as possible tomorrow morning, Mr. Zheng can rest assured."

There was a pause on the phone: "Withdraw."

The Minister of Propaganda groaned in his heart, but his tone was still very calm: "Okay, Mr. Zheng, what do you want to change?"

"It's still the earliest version."

In the dark and empty study room, Zheng Tianyang hung up the line, with his mobile phone pressed against his chin, he sat on the car seat and turned around thoughtfully.

On the screen of the tablet in front of him was a photo posted on Weibo of Daolong sleeping lightly on the crew.

………………

Daolong squinted in the car for an unknown amount of time, and was awakened by a high-pitched horn sound. He opened his eyes and saw Xiao Guo pointing the middle finger to the motorcade racing late at night.

He twitched the corner of his lips slightly, took out his phone, and opened WeChat.

During filming, he wrote a text message to Zheng Tianyang: "Boss Zheng, when are you free to meet?" This message lay quietly in the draft box and was never sent out.

Daolon's fingers lingered on the send button for a while, but he deleted the message anyway.

Uneasy after all.

Chapter 6, the local tyrant did a good job and has a lot of life.

After tossing and turning all night, Daolong received a call from Zhang Jie when he was still in bed early in the morning.

"Have you visited Mr. Zheng?" Zhang Jie asked immediately.

Daolong woke up immediately when he heard the name, and jumped up from the bed: "No, what's the matter, what happened again?"

Zhang Jie thought for a while on the other side of the phone: "It's just strange that nothing happened. Today, the media under Yueyang Media is not normal. I thought it would be useless to recruit one later." A little bit of disbelief again Confirmation: "Did you really not go to the 'door-to-door PR'?"

Dao Long didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he almost didn't swear: "I added the play until midnight last night, so I didn't have time to deliver it to my door, and now the courier boy is not so dedicated."

Zhang Jie teased Daolong: "If you want to deliver the express to your door, you must first find out whether he is willing to sign for it." After a pause: "I heard that Mr. Zheng has been a bit uncertain recently, so take it easy."

"Oh." Daolong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and almost immediately happily decided that it would be better to stay away from Zheng Tianyang. In this troubled time, with many mistakes, it is better to concentrate on filming to avoid complications.

"By the way, I have already contacted Yueyang's people. They will arrange an announcement for you recently. I will inform you of the specific situation at a later time." Before hanging up the phone, Zhang Jie seemed to add a sentence inadvertently: "I heard that Mr. Go to the International Finance Building for a meeting, you know."

Daolong hung up the phone and muttered.

Today the film crew planned to shoot in a financial center, which happened to be in the IFC Building. He didn't know if Zhang Jie meant to let him avoid Zheng Tianyang, or to block Zheng Tianyang?

After thinking about it, you can't hide what should come, and you can't block it if it's not yours. Let everything go with the flow.

………………

Zheng Tianyang's Lexus drove into the entrance of the IFC Building garage and was stopped. The driver rolled down the window and showed his VIP visitor card.

The staff glanced at Zheng Tianyang, who was sitting in a suit and leather shoes on the back seat and looking at his laptop. He didn't dare to neglect. He said embarrassingly that there was a film crew filming a scene, and the VIP entrance was temporarily blocked, and politely asked the driver to go around to the ordinary entrance next to him.

Zheng Tianyang closed the computer impatiently, looked at his watch, rolled down the window, and asked the staff coldly: "Which crew?"

The staff quickly and respectfully reported a name.

Zheng Tianyang listened, and the corners of his lips raised a subtle arc: "It just so happens that he is an old friend of mine, go up and say hello."

The staff shivered from Zheng Tianyang's laughter, so they had no choice but to let them go if they dared to stop them.

Zheng Tianyang's car drove past the garage, but the central area was still blocked by a few movable ground piles. The crew surrounded an empty area, and the rocker track car, lighting and photography were all in place, and only the sound engineer was holding the equipment to hang around. He looked, it seemed that he was doing a test shoot, and everyone's attention was on the shooting scene. No one noticed that there was an outsider in the garage, and the driver couldn't drive to the exclusive parking space. He was about to honk his horn when he was stopped by Zheng Tianyang.

"Stop here first."

The driver turned off the engine according to his words, Zheng Tianyang got out of the car, stood a little far away, his eyes fell on the focus of the scene.

Daolong is wearing a well-tailored black suit, his body is flexible and slender under the straight fabric, and a pair of rimless glasses are on the bridge of his nose. He is dressed like a typical business elite. He is arguing fiercely with a fashionable beauty next to a brand new Maserati .

The bright red Maserati was hit by the lights, making people blind with flamboyance, and even Zheng Tianyang frowned in disapproval.

However, the girl's body language was even more exaggerated. She was hysterical for a while, and threw the CUCCI bag in Daolon's face.

"Lin Tai! Don't think that you are great because you have a little money! I, Yang Dan, don't look down on me at all!"

Daolong's face was a bit ugly, he looked around, went up to grab the emotional girl, lowered his tone, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Dandan, let's talk again, I treat you differently from others."

The girl shook off Daolong's hand and refused to give up: "Fuck you, you are different, do you think I really fell in love with you? Didn't I sleep with you because I wanted something from you? How far can I go? No matter how far away, I won’t wait for you anymore!”

Now, even Zheng Tianyang, who was outside the court, looked a little ugly.

Daolon kicked the Maserati hard, opened the door and got on the car, the camera slid quickly on the track, pulled the close-up of Daolong's car, and captured every detail of Daolon's face.

Sitting in the car with a gloomy face, he looked at the woman who stood in front of the car and yelled at him. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth slightly moved, his eyes sank, and he kicked the accelerator , Amidst the woman's exclamation, the brakes were slammed, and the Maserati made an arrogant turn, and left the garage at a "swish" speed.

Director Sun stared at the Maserati driving out of the camera in front of the monitor, and said "ka" in satisfaction.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a clear and slow applause from the corner of the garage, echoing in the empty parking lot.

Daolong got out of the car and his expression froze when he saw the applauding people.

Zheng Tianyang clapped his hands and praised: "Wonderful." The corners of his mouth slightly twitched, with Daolong's familiar expression: "As expected of an actor, the scene is not small."

Seeing Zheng Tianyang's expression, Daolong's heart skipped a beat. He secretly felt that something was wrong. Just as he was about to greet him with a smile, the assistant director stepped forward and apologized to Zheng Tianyang, saying that he was sorry for delaying Mr. Zheng's time. The scene was immediately withdrawn, and the little brother Chang Ji winked desperately, and quickly moved away the ground pile blocking Zheng Tianyang's road.

Zheng Tianyang was not in a hurry to get in the car, he didn't even look at the people who greeted him along the way, he walked towards Daolong without squinting, with the same expression of joy or anger, he said lukewarmly: " The local tyrant did a good job and has a life."

He smiled when he spoke, but the thorns in his words made Daolong's heart skip a beat. Daolon instinctively felt that if he didn't give up in person, he wouldn't be able to live a quiet life in the future. He quickly adjusted his facial expressions, bringing With 12 points of sincerity, I extended an invitation to Zheng Tianyang.

"Mr. Zheng, what a coincidence? Are you free at noon? Treat you to a meal." Added: "I pay the bill."

Zheng Tianyang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Daolong ignored the strange gazes around him, took a step closer to Zheng Tianyang, and struck while the iron was hot: "I've wanted to chat with you for a long time, but I haven't been able to find a chance. If it's convenient for Mr. Zheng, how about some face?"

Zheng Tianyang looked at Daolong calmly. Although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Daolong's gourd, he was obviously very pleased by Daolong's initiative to show favor and lower his posture. He frowned deliberately and said in embarrassment: " It may not be free, I have to ask the assistant about today's itinerary." He looked at his watch, said "tsk" impatiently, lost the sentence "let's talk at noon" and walked away.

As a result, Daolong received Zheng Tianyang's WeChat before lunch time.

【Where do you want to eat? 】

Dao Yun was smoking in the bathroom during the waiting time, when he saw Zheng Tianyang's WeChat, the corner of his mouth twitched, biting his cigarette, and replied with quick fingers.

[Mr. Zheng, you are more familiar with me than I am here, so what you say is right. 】

Not long after, the phone vibrated, and a message from Zheng Tianyang arrived.

It is the location confirmation text message of the high-end western restaurant on the top floor of the International Finance Building.

Daolong swears that this person is really efficient, and he is really not polite to him.Another piece of news from Zheng Tianyang arrived shortly after.

[11:30, I have limited time at noon, so don't be late. 】

Daolong squinted at the message, took a few puffs of cigarettes in a hurry, put it out in the sink of the bathroom, stroked his styled hair in front of the mirror, and laughed at himself while holding the glasses on the high bridge of his nose Thinking about it, today's outfit probably suits Zheng Tianyang's animal appetite.

Although he proposed this date on his own initiative, he originally held a little hope of being rejected outright, but he didn't expect Zheng Tianyang to agree so readily, so now he can only bite the bullet and go on.

At noon, seeing that the agreed time was approaching, Dao Long saw that the crew was busy, so he asked Director Sun to ask for an hour's leave.

The entire crew knew that Daolong invited Zheng Tianyang to dinner, and Director Sun was not surprised. He simply agreed, adjusted the shooting plan, and shot scenes without Daolong first.

Daolong thanked him, asked Xiao Guo for gum, chewed gum nonchalantly and got on the elevator in the garage of the building under the subtle attention of the crew. Just as the door was about to close, Zhao Tingting ran over in high heels and followed into the elevator.Daolong was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Which floor did you go up to?"

Zhao Tingting brushed her long curly hair, and pressed the close button: "I will go up whichever floor you go to."

Daolong was startled by Zhao Tingting's ignorance, and it took him a long time to say: "It's not convenient."

Zhao Tingting retouched her makeup in the mirror of the elevator nonchalantly: "Why is it inconvenient? You owed me a favor last time to help you hype, and it just so happens that I have the opportunity to repay my favor today." Pointing her finger on Daolong's chest: "Bring me a meal, and it's a settlement."

Daolong complained that the hype last time was obviously a win-win deal, so why did he owe Zhao Tingting a favor? How could he not know that Zhao Tingting wanted to take a ride with Xiao Jiujiu, thinking that Zheng Tianyang's appetite for animals might improve, maybe they would really have a double flight, At that time, I don't know if this person is still playing or not, so he sneered and pressed the top floor.

The elevator dinged, and the invincible scenery suddenly opened up in front of her. Zhao Tingting's eyes lit up, her smile was adjusted to the best state, and she followed Daolong into the restaurant.

Zheng Tianyang had already sat down by the window. He was in a good mood at first, but after seeing Zhao Tingting behind Daolong, his face darkened and he frowned at Daolong.

Before Daolong had time to explain, Zhao Tingting sat down beside Zheng Tianyang unceremoniously: "Mr. Zheng, I have nowhere to settle for lunch. Anyway, please ask Brother Long to bring me to have a meal." Whispering asked: "Do you mind?" Bar?"

Zheng Tianyang asked Daolong displeased: "Who is this?"

Zhao Tingting's smile froze for a moment, and in the next second, she regained her cuteness as a little woman: "Mr. Zheng really knows how to joke. I just met you in the clubhouse yesterday."

Daolong looked down at the menu with all his heart, and couldn't bear to look straight at it.

Zheng Tianyang refused to let Daolong go, and asked calmly, "What do you mean?"

Daolong could only explain with a smile: "Miss Zhao said that she has admired Mr. Zheng for a long time, and she must help introduce her. This time is a rare opportunity, so I came together, and the meal with multiple people is also lively." He enthusiastically handed the menu to Zheng Tianyang : "Mr. Zheng, just order whatever you want, and I'll be your host."

"It's up to you." Zheng Tianyang's attitude turned cold.

Daolon hurriedly asked the waiter to order some of the most expensive dishes, and picked a few topics to try to stir up the atmosphere.

Zheng Tianyang didn't make a sound, but his face grew longer and longer. He looked at his watch as soon as he finished the appetizer, and left the table on the pretext that he had something to do.

Zhao Tingting pouted angrily in the direction Zheng Tianyang left: "What does he mean?"

Dao Long said in his heart that it is not obvious what I mean by this, and on the surface he also showed an annoyed expression: "I said earlier that he doesn't want to see me, and now you have seen it with your own eyes?"

When Zhao Tingting heard that Zheng Tianyang's temper was not aimed at her, she was relieved. There was no need to continue to pretend to be elegant when the benefactor left. Don’t get close to strangers, it seems that it’s not groundless.” Forked a large piece of fresh and thick foie gras and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked curiously: “Why did you offend him?”

Daolong pretended to be unfathomable: "The less you know, the better. Stay away from me in the future, and be careful not to drag you down."

Zhao Tingting tilted her head and thought for a while, thinking it made sense, she took another spoonful of top-quality caviar and stuffed it into her mouth: "Okay, I will draw a line with you after this meal."

Daolong's heart bleeds from being eaten by Zhao Tingting, and he quickly recruits a waiter.

"We left alone, can you return a few dishes?"

Chapter7 How many times do you think you can pay for your mistakes in this life?

A few days later, Daolon went to the set again and felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird.

In the morning, he and Zhao Tingting played against each other, but the heroine was nowhere to be seen on the set.

Daolong thought that Zhao Tingting was late again, so he didn't take it seriously, and was enjoying the warm soy milk fritters delivered by Xiao Guo. When the assistant director handed over the script, he raised his eyebrows.

The assistant director smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, Brother Long, the script has been temporarily changed, so please read it quickly."

After filming for so long, Daolon was the only one who played and added scenes on the spot, and never changed the script temporarily. Daolong swallowed the fried dough sticks in two mouthfuls, asked Xiao Guo for a wet tissue to wipe his hands, and then carefully took the script.

"Director Sun has a new idea?"

The assistant director cleared his throat: "The above decision, the role of the lead actress has changed, so I don't need to participate in the subsequent filming, Brother Long, I will rely on you to play the leading role in this drama from now on."

Daolong was taken aback, and opened the script to read. Sure enough, almost all of Zhao Tingting's scenes were deleted.

He took the script to ask Director Sun, Director Sun took a look at Daolong, and replied vaguely: "I blame Tingting for not being good at herself. She exposed the stills and lines in advance without permission. I heard that the producer is very upset." He patted Daolong on the shoulder: "Don't think too much, the script has been adjusted within the minimum range, it should not be too difficult for you, start working when you are ready."

Director Sun picked up the loudspeaker to disperse the cast and crew who came to listen to the gossip: "Stop meddling in your own business, and do your own work well for me!" Feeling excited, he stood on a chair and spoke with the loudspeaker earnestly: "Every line has its own story. Rules, there are basic guidelines for everything, and you must be honest and trustworthy! You young people, don't dare to cross the line just because you are young, how many times do you think you can pay for your mistakes in this life?"

Everyone knew that Tang Seng possessed Tang Seng as soon as Director Sun gave a lecture, so they hurriedly dispersed.

Daolong also took the opportunity to hide back in his lounge.

Xiao Guo said mysteriously: "I just heard their gossip. Zhao Tingting just posted a still photo on Weibo. She shouldn't deserve to die. She must have offended some important person this time." Exaggeratedly cut her throat Gesture: "Blocked." Turning his eyes, he asked Daolong for confirmation: "Is it the last time I had dinner with Mr. Zheng..."

Daolong interrupted Xiao Guo displeased: "Don't talk nonsense." He turned his back and began to read the script, making it clear that he didn't want to continue this topic.

Xiao Guo made a grimace at the back of Daolong, and walked away resentfully.

Daolong flipped through the script impetuously, Director Sun said it was good, his part has not changed much, but the power of life and death in the script has always been in the hands of others, who knows what will happen tomorrow?

After thinking about it, he hung up on Zhang Jie.

"Do you know about Zhao Tingting?"

Zhang Jie wasn't surprised at all: "Oh, the producer said hello to me, and didn't tell you that it won't affect you."

"Do you know why?"

Zhang Jie wondered: "Since when did you start caring about her?"

"Isn't this cold lips and teeth, who knows if it will be my turn next." Daolong was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, it turns out that you are still afraid. I thought you were so bold that you wouldn't be afraid of anything."

Daolong had a good time.

"She's to blame for that too." Zhang Jie snorted coldly: "I negotiated with her agency to stop hype, and secretly sent a still photo of you and her at the pier behind the back of the company. Who will see."

Daolong was stunned: "Why didn't I know this happened?"

"I have to help you deal with so many things every day, and tell you one by one where you have time to film?" Zhang Jie was quite disdainful: "That Weibo was deleted by her company in seconds, so it was a timely response. But if you dare to fight against the company, and the backstage is not tough, internal handling is definitely inevitable." After a pause: "Okay, you just focus on filming, and leave the other things to me."

Just as Zhang Jie was about to hang up the phone, Daolong stopped her: "Wait."

Daolong cleared his throat, and asked cautiously: "Then what, did you know that the actress who was rumored to be with me was at risk of being banned, so you chose Zhao Tingting on purpose?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone: "Do you think I'm such a person who doesn't distinguish between public and private?" He quickly picked up the phone.

Although it was only for a moment, Daolong still caught the fleeting cunning in Zhang Jie's tone.

Knowing that Zhang Jie was planning for him behind the scenes, Dao Long felt much more at ease.

He vaguely felt that Zhao Tingting risked violating the rules and acted in a high-profile manner, perhaps because of an unintentional remark of his own.

To be honest, he doesn't like Zhao Tingting, who loves to play tricks and only seek profit, but it's too difficult to stand out in this highly competitive circle. He can understand Zhao Tingting's desire to get close to the heavyweight gold master and eager to get ahead.

Instead of wasting youth so tepidly, it is better to take risks in the best years and give it a go.

She just had bad luck and looked in the wrong direction.

Daolon covered his face with the script, leaned back on the chair and smiled silently.

Director Sun is right, everyone will make mistakes along the way, how many mistakes do you think you can pay for in this life?

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Mr. R Small Theater

Director R: Mr. Zheng, you are too tricky. Ms. Zhao was blocked by you after just a meal. You are going to uproot everyone around the King of Swordsmen one by one! ! !

Zheng Tianyang (slanting eyes): Who told you I did it?Am I that narrow-minded?

Director R: Uh... no comment. (Turning to Daolong, speaking earnestly), Daoyingdi, Zhao Tingting's matter can be regarded as Mr. Zheng gave you a hint, since you are scared, hurry up and bring the lubricating oil prepared by sister Zhang to your door to make amends!How many times do you think you can pay for your mistakes in this life?

Daolong (calmly picking his ears with his little finger): You don't need to worry about our affairs.

Director R: What a clumsy plan...

Brother Chapter8, who engraved your name on the bottom of the car for you?

It has been half a month since Daolong received the notice from Yueyang Media.

Every two years, Yueyang Media holds performance training classes for its newly signed actors.There are not many classes in the training class, two hours at a time, and there are six classes in total.Every training class will invite the most experienced old actors to come, and the intention is to let these students who come out of the classroom and are full of methods, character actors, and trinity students recover from the ivory of acting theory.

In this training class, Yueyang cooperated generously with the Academy of Drama. In addition to contracted artists, students of the academy can also come to attend the class, as long as they show their student ID cards.

It was widely rumored in the academy that Yueyang was looking for a new batch of signing candidates in the academy, and the students, especially those from the acting department, were eager to try.

On the contrary, Dao Xiaofeng was very calm.The first class was scheduled for [-] o'clock on Friday night. She ate dinner and wandered to the teaching building. Together with Zhou Ling who was waiting there, she wandered into the classroom.

There were no empty seats in the classroom, and there was a group of black people standing in the back, all lined up in the corridor.It was only 5 o'clock in [-] minutes, and the teacher had already arrived. He was wearing a white shirt and jeans, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The students below were strictly forbidden to communicate with the teacher before class, so they had to hold their breath and wait patiently.

Dao Xiaofeng and Zhou Ling ignored everyone's attention, went straight to the first row, picked up the two books placed on the two seats and sent them to the podium, and sat down by themselves.

Daolong