The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

With the efforts of Fu Ling and the director, the progress of Ah Shui's role finally came back.What Zhang Shuping meant was that he had worked too hard these days, so he was given three days off on December 12th when Ah Shui didn't have any scenes.

Fu Ling thought that she was injured before and had already asked for leave. She said that she had no schedule for the past three days, but she could also watch the filming of the seniors and learn by the way.

Helpless, Zhang Shuping had no choice but to show his cards:

"There is a variety show related to acting, it was made by my old friend, you go and try it."

Fu Ling was stunned for a moment: "Variety show?"

Zhang Shuping gave him a business card: "The Voice of the Heart". You should know my old friend, Chen Manhong."

It's not just acquaintance, it's like thunder!

Chen Manhong, a well-known performing artist in China, a professor at the School of Performing Arts of B University, and a national first-class actor.I have cooperated with Zhang Shuping many times, and they all acted as the actor's line director.A charming singer, a majestic samurai, she can teach an actor to be that character.

Recently, she participated in the production of a large-scale variety show "The Voice of the Heart", focusing on the performance itself.Actors perform in the background, and several to more than a dozen cameras shoot at the same time, and broadcast it to the big screen in the foreground in real time.The ability of its actors is strong, and the scenery and light and shadow effects are good. The first episode was broadcast and received wide acclaim.It is the variety show with the highest ratings and online broadcast volume recently, and has a double harvest of word-of-mouth ratings.

The actors invited for the show are either great artists who can be called artists in terms of performance, or young people with outstanding acting skills in the new generation.After all, it is a real-time cut-camera broadcast, and those who do not have professional skills dare not go on it.A while ago, there was a small backstage trafficker who didn't believe in evil, and squeezed in abruptly. As a result, he was beaten up by others and ridiculed by the whole network.

"Zhang, Zhang Dao, I, I'm a little worried about this." He was afraid that he would not be able to finish it.

Zhang Shuping put his hand on his shoulder and patted him, "You have to have confidence in yourself. Man Hong called yesterday and asked if I had any young actors to recommend, and I thought of you first."

"Why me?" Fu Ling asked cautiously, feeling that she was not worthy of such a good opportunity, "There are still many good actors in the crew, and their acting skills are much better than mine."

"Acting skills have always been different from benevolent to benevolent, and wise to see wisdom. At a certain point, there is no distinction between high and low acting skills, only the angle of creation of the characters. If the acting industry wants to develop for a long time, it depends on the old man alone. Seniors are not enough. In fact, Man Hong made this show with the intention of discovering some young actors. If you stand up, our generation can be regarded as an account to the senior performers."

This is a dimension that Fu Ling has never thought about, and he has never thought that this little soldier himself is also the inheritor of the performance.

"Fu Ling, you can think about it again. I'll give you three days off. It's up to you to decide whether to go or not."

He took the postcard, and the thin piece of paper was heavy:

"Okay, I'll think about it."

Fu Ling left overnight.The set meals on the plane were left untouched, and they were all given to Zhou Xiaozhu.Zhou Xiaozhu happily put the buns in his bag, saying that he would go back and distribute them to the stray cats downstairs.

"Brother, don't worry, as I said, Director Zhang thinks highly of us so much, then let's go!" He sipped the apple juice that the stewardess just added to him, feeling very comfortable, "If you don't go, it's not a fight. Director Zhang's face?"

Fu Ling is worried now, not because she thinks she will offend Zhang Shuping, but——

"This show is too professional, it's just a magic mirror. Who's good and who's bad are all nakedly put on the table. And if I'm a flying guest, the couples in the show are all old actors, I don't know Being pressed and beaten?"

Zhou Xiaozhu always has a blind confidence in his artists:

"Look at what you said? Brother, your acting skills are stamped by Director Zhang himself, so how can it be worse?"

Fu Ling recalled the previous scene where the traffic was scolded to pieces, and she still had a shadow in her heart, "Let's look at it again, Director Zhang said, give me time to think about it."

I've talked with Zhang Shuping and Zhou Xiaozhu, but I still haven't come up with a definite result.

Frankly speaking, Fu Ling also agrees that people need to be more active, but there is a difference between being active and being blindly active.Especially as an adult, most of the time it is even more difficult to make decisions on a whim.Just like the traffic who showed his true colors before, everyone around him must have agreed that he could do it before he went.But the result, the whole network knows.

He is hesitant now, in the final analysis, because of one sentence: whether he wants to play a game that he can't afford.

It was two o'clock in the morning when I got home.

When Zhou Xiaozhu sent him to the gate of the community, the security guard stopped him, saying that he was not included in the resident's face recognition system, and he was not allowed to enter.I have to say that the security work in this community is very good.Even housekeepers who come to clean or visiting relatives need to report in advance.In this case, unless Fu Ling explained to the security guard and left a record of his visit, Zhou Xiaozhu could only follow him in.

But it was too late at that time, and Fu Ling was also worried about something, so he waved him to go back, and went home by himself by the streetlight.

He didn't tell Xu Guanrong, subconsciously wanted to create a surprise, but he was thinking about variety shows all day, and he forgot that it was already midnight when he went back, and Xu Guanrong had already gone to bed.It is also very hard for his boss to manage such a big company, so Fu Ling still decided to talk to him tomorrow.

"Ouch..."

As soon as he entered the porch, his stomach began to growl.Recently, he often stays up until early in the morning, and he has been running around today, and his stomach has been burning and hurting.So he opened the refrigerator, intending to heat a cup of milk before going to sleep.

"Mr. Fu, there is milk powder in the [-]th refrigerator, you can make it directly."

"It's okay, I can heat a cup in the microwave, you go and have a rest."

The servant on the night shift wanted to come to help, but he waved him away. Really, if he had to be helped by others to heat up the milk, would he still be a man?

"Ding!"

The microwave makes a crisp sound.He gulped down the whole cup, and his stomach felt a little better.It's just that he didn't expect that Xu Guanrong's sleep was so shallow that even the sound of "ding" could wake him up.

You know, there is still a distance between the kitchen and the master bedroom!

"You, don't you sleep too lightly? Or did you not sleep at all?"

Fu Ling was stunned in front of the microwave oven, looking at the person who came out of the bedroom.

Xu Guanrong chuckled, went over to take the empty cup in his hand, and put it under the faucet to rinse.

"Just slept for a while. I read the project book for a while today." He still spoke hoarsely as if he had just woken up from a dream. Although his back was facing Fu Ling, Fu Ling could fully imagine the man's Adam's apple sliding up and down.

He wraps his arms around Xu Guanrong's waist from the back. This person is wearing a close-fitting winter nightgown, the belt is loosely tied, so the muscles in his chest reveal a sexy V—tsk, isn't this blatantly seducing him?

"Director Zhang gave me three days off, and I came back."

Xu Guanrong took a towel to dry the water in the cup, and then put it in the disinfection cabinet.Turning around, hugging Fu Ling and kissing her.

"Tell me next time you go home, and I'll pick you up."

Fu Ling raised her head in infinite tenderness, and the troubles in her heart suddenly disappeared, "I want to give you a surprise. Besides, you sent so many bodyguards for me. I'm safe, and nothing will happen."

Xu Guanrong pinched the tip of his nose: "Of course I know it's safe, but I want to see you sooner, can't I?"

"Hey!" The sugar in Fu Ling's heart soared, "I'll tell you later!"

The two of you talked with each other, and they talked on the phone every day, but it seemed that they could never talk enough.By the time Fu Ling finished taking a shower, it was almost three o'clock.He had been worrying all day long, like a tight leather rope, without resting for a moment, and finally relaxed, put on the quilt and fell asleep.

Xu Guanrong also hugged him and fell asleep, but he knew the person in his arms too well, and he also clearly saw his overwhelmed appearance at the beginning - he clearly had something on his mind.

However, take your time.Problems are meant to be solved. When the little hedgehog encounters a problem and comes back to him, it means that he is being needed.He has never been able to resist this unspoken and indispensable need.

He didn't ask directly, but let the little hedgehog rest first, and fell asleep happily himself.Waiting for tomorrow, when both of them are refreshed, it will be too late to see what the problem is.

The sun came out in City A, which had been snowing intermittently for several days, and the bright sunlight spread across the snow. From a distance, it seemed that it was covered with a layer of golden fluff, and it was warm.

Fu Ling sat on the small sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, hunched over, holding a cup of steaming coffee, looking at the scenery outside without focus:

"Boss, tell me, am I a bit useless?"

He gave a general account of the situation, and he felt that he was so entangled yesterday that he really didn't look like a man.

Xu Guanrong sat next to him, with his elbow resting on the backrest behind him, which was a very possessive gesture:

"You are responsible to the audience, don't think about it."

His eyes were too poisonous, and he immediately picked out the center that troubled Fu Ling - Fu Ling was afraid that he would not be able to complete the script and disappoint those who had expected him.

"You are more calm than many young people, Ting Ting, this is very good."

I didn't rush forward with one brain, and I didn't care whether I had the ability or not, I just grabbed the resources first.To be honest, the reason why there are so many bad movies in the industry today is that many creators lack this calmness and feel that they are amazing.When you step into the air, you think you are flying into the sky. When you see a bright spot in a deep well, you think you have glimpsed the aurora. You have no self-knowledge.

"So, you also think it's better if I don't go, don't you?"

Xu Guanrong shook his head: "No, I support you to go."