Brothers want to take me solo every day

In the circle, there has never been a case where an actor signed a contract with the crew and then terminated the contract within a few days. The procedures are very complicated, but it is all a headache for the legal affairs.

A fat director can't control that much.

Shi Yifeng's hint gave him great confidence, anyway, he was determined to let a beautiful young man play the little brother of Bai Yueguang in his mind, if it wasn't for Ji Ningzhi to play, he would rather let the screenwriter change the script.

Excitedly contacted Song Minglang, the agent of WAS, facing the resources delivered to him, the agent was very calm, "I have already understood your wishes, but Sheng Fang always respects the opinions of artists, and I still want to You have to ask him himself before he can answer you."

Song Minglang's indifferent attitude did not dampen the fat director's enthusiasm at all.He has signed Shi Yifeng and Song Minglang's female artists, and after dealing with him, he knows this person's temper, if there is no clear rejection, there is room for change.

It's just that Song Minglang doesn't habitually talk too much, he will leave room for himself in everything he does, and he is more cautious when dealing with artists he cares about.

Hearing what he said, the fat director laughed a few times, and said heartily, "Okay, then you can ask the kid for his opinion first, and say that if this is the case, I will not only treat him to drink Coke, but also treat him to dinner."

Song Minglang was a little surprised. Hearing his familiarity, the two had already known each other for a long time.

"Okay," Song Minglang nodded politely.

After the fat director left, Song Minglang secretly thought about it.

In fact, during this period of time, while the popularity of WAS has been steadily rising, there are also many directors who offered an olive branch to Ji Ningzhi, but he was not very satisfied with the script he picked and picked.

If it is a supporting role that is too soy sauce, there is no need to waste time for a little pitiful salary, and Song Minglang, an important supporting role, is worried that the follow-up resources will not be able to keep up, so he drives high and low.

He knew the script of "Quan Tianxia", and the people in the team were old acquaintances with him. He had produced many works in a few years, and the quality was guaranteed. It was indeed a good choice.

It just so happens that he also hopes to broaden WAS's acting career, especially Ji Ningzhi.

Thinking of Ji Ningzhi, Song Minglang has a headache. This kid is so real. When there are no commercial performances and public performances, the practice room and the dormitory are on the same line. Sometimes he simply sleeps in the practice room. Apart from dancing, he is in class. Not tired or annoying at all.

If the assistant didn't feel sorry for him and asked him to pay more attention to his body, the children would have wished to lay down the floor in the practice room.

Going to film a movie can be regarded as relaxing for him. It is not a very important role anyway, so let him play for a while, get to know a few more people by the way, and expand his social circle, Song Minglang thought.

After Song Minglang found an opportunity to talk to Ji Ningzhi about it, Ji Ningzhi thought about it for a while and suddenly asked, "Is "Quan Tianxia" the crew of the new drama Feng Ge is filming?"

Song Minglang nodded, "Would you like to go? Director Qian is very kind and likes to find high-quality potential newcomers. You can try it."

"...Don't be bored in the practice room all day long," Song Minglang said helplessly.

Ji Ningzhi's Weibo was also posted by his assistants. Xiao Huafen and Wa Mei thought that the company and their managers were squeezing artists, so they didn't give them a break, and stayed on Song Minglang's Weibo every day to scold him and urge WAS to open.

Ji Ningzhi also thought that the fat director was pretty good, he nodded obediently, "Okay, but hasn't Director Qian already signed someone to play this role?"

This is what he heard from Brother Feng before.

Song Minglang frowned, he was not very clear about this, "It seems that the contract has been terminated, I don't know the specific reason."

"Oh..." Ji Ningzhi blinked. He thought of Shi Yifeng's unfavorable reaction when he mentioned that person before, and guessed that something happened that caused the fat director to find him again.

In fact, Ji Ningzhi is very grateful to the fat director. After all, he just went to play with the crew of "Quan Tianxia" before. Their crew must sign a non-disclosure agreement. Not only did the fat director not mind, but he also gave him the opportunity to experience it. The feeling of acting.

Song Minglang didn't ask any more questions. After explaining the matter clearly to Ji Ningzhi, he asked about other things, "There is no class in the afternoon, do you still have to go to the practice room?"

Song Minglang was just asking casually. He wanted to tell Ji Ningzhi not to stay in the practice room all the time, but Ji Ningzhi suddenly faltered and his eyes flickered.

After a while, Ji Ningzhi admitted honestly, "In the afternoon, I made an appointment with Jiang Ge to go to the Internet cafe to open a box to watch the live broadcast of professional games."

Song Minglang, "..."

His own child was finally willing to go out to play, but Song Minglang was not happy anymore. His face collapsed, and he always had the feeling that his child was spoiled by other children, "Why do you have to go to the Internet cafe? Are you still planning to not bring an assistant?" ?”

"Brother Jiang said it would be more atmospheric, and the goal of bringing an assistant is too big, and it is easy to be recognized by others," Ji Ningzhi honestly shook out all that Jiang Menglin had said to him.

Song Minglang was laughed angrily by Jiang Menglin, "He is quite experienced? Call him over."

Ji Ningzhi urgently felt that he had something to say to excuse Brother Jiang. He couldn't let Brother Jiang take the blame alone, "Brother Jiang said he just wanted to take me out to relax."

Song Minglang, "..."

No matter how you say this, it sounds like you are abducting an ignorant child, right? !He took a deep breath, restrained the sparks that went straight up and said patiently to Ji Ningzhi, "You let him come and tell me in person."

Ji Ningzhi, "..."

I'm sorry Brother Jiang, I seem to be doing more harm than good, Ji Ningzhi apologized softly in his heart.

When Jiang Menglin came over, he was fooling around, lazily asking Song Minglang why he called him, and seeing Ji Ningzhi's guilty little eyes, he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

For the next half an hour, Jiang Menglin was forced to listen to Song Minglang's ideological education class.

Song Minglang repeatedly emphasized that he must never sneak out with his assistant behind his back, and even if he went out secretly, he was not allowed to take his brother with him.

Jiang Menglin picked out his ears, and replied perfunctorily.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he left, Jiang Menglin put his words behind him, and changed outfits with Ji Ningzhi and went out secretly.

"Brother Jiang, I've caused you to be scolded again," Ji Ningzhi blinked at Jiang Menglin innocently.

Jiang Menglin was driving the car. Hearing what he said, he sighed tiredly, "It's okay, I'm used to it. If I don't get scolded by Song Minglang for a day, I always feel that something is wrong."

Ji Ningzhi, "..."

"Brother Jiang, do we need an ID card to go to the Internet cafe?"

"It's okay." Jiang Menglin had been prepared for a long time, and he hooked the corners of his mouth proudly, "I stole Li Ming's ID card."

Li Ming was Jiang Menglin's personal assistant, and he was furiously looking for his ID card.

When he couldn't find it, he called Jiang Menglin angrily, and as expected, he found that he had been hacked by Jiang Menglin for the thousandth and 360th time.

Ji Ningzhi felt sorry for Jiang Menglin's personal helper. He was only 30 years old, but he lived a more vicissitudes than 40-year-old people. All his monthly salary was used to plant Jiang Menglin's hair that fell out of anger.

The Internet cafe that Jiang Menglin found is relatively high-end, and the environment is a bit like a teahouse. The only difference from the teahouse is that it is equipped with gaming chairs and computers.

When Ji Ningzhi walked through the lobby area, he saw eighteen or nineteen-year-old boys sitting cross-legged on black leather gaming chairs, eating instant noodles and watching the dancers.

Ji Ningzhi, "..."

Is the life of the rich always this boring?

Jiang Menglin came to watch the live broadcast. The speed of the internet in the Internet cafe was not bad. Ji Ningzhi actually just wanted to come out and relax. He was not very interested in e-sports.

The new episode of "Nine Percent" has just finished broadcasting, and the hot search terms are all about the stage of "Nine Percent". The stage of "Nine Percent" is really beautiful, and the post-production is also very good.

He began to look forward to the public performance stage he went to record.

The popularity of an entry among a bunch of entertainment headlines began to rise slowly. When Ji Ningzhi saw a familiar name, he clicked on it, and suddenly froze.

#超星entertainment director Jiang Minglai is critically ill#

Ji Ningzhi's impression of Jiang Minglai was still at the time when he terminated the contract with Chaoxing Entertainment. As Jiang Qun's father, he looked a hundred times more normal than Jiang Qun, a majestic and steady man.

Ji Ningzhi had already heard that he was sick at that time, but he didn't expect it to be so serious now.

Without Jiang Minglai, Ji Ningzhi would not be able to terminate the contract with Chaoxing Entertainment smoothly. Ji Ningzhi suddenly became uneasy, because he felt that he had received his care and help, and he should visit him before he died.

But he didn't have Jiang Minglai's contact information. If he wanted to meet him, he might have to contact Jiang Qun.

Ji Ningzhi looked at the report on the official account repeatedly until his eyes were a little sore, he rubbed his eyes, and asked Jiang Menglin, "Brother Jiang, if you have something to ask... someone who doesn't get along with you, you What will you do?"

Jiang Menglin was watching the live broadcast, he waved his hand absently and said, "For example, if I have something to ask Gao Yi'ang? Even if I die, if I jump from here, I won't ask him to do something, okay?"

Ji Ningzhi, "..."

Ji Ningzhi sighed distractedly, feeling that he shouldn't have asked Jiang Menglin this question.

He put on a mask and hat, "Brother Jiang, I'm going out to buy a bottle of water, what do you drink?"

"Take a drink of Coke, thank you."

There are vending machines in the Internet cafe, which saves the trouble of negotiating with the network administrator to buy things. Ji Ningzhi bought two bottles of Coke, and walked slowly to the private room while thinking about his thoughts.

Someone seemed to be arguing in the hall, but Ji Ningzhi didn't make a fuss. He had been to an Internet cafe to play games before, and he knew that this group of Internet-addicted teenagers could even fight over the ownership of a blue buff, but this time he didn't know why.

He was walking through the hall, and suddenly someone kicked his foot, and the chair slid to his side. One hand grabbed Ji Ningzhi's wrist, and the person who held him said lazily, "Network administrator, bring me a bottle of Coke."

It's a very young male voice.

The person holding him was also wearing a mask and a hat. He kept his eyes on the computer, and he was in the same match as Jiang Menglin.

The hand holding his wrist was beautiful, with neatly manicured nails, slender fingers, and clear bones. Ji Ningzhi couldn't help but take another look, but he quickly realized it.

Ji Ningzhi grew up and had never been treated as a network administrator. He was a little dumbfounded, and was about to explain, but the man raised his head and glanced lightly at his hand, and took away the can of Coke in his hand, "This Give it to me, and you go get another bottle for someone else."

Ji Ningzhi had never met such a self-talking person.

And he saw clearly just now, there are a pair of narrow and sharp eyes under the hat, which always makes him feel like he has seen it somewhere.