Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

There was thick smoke billowing and shouting on the set, and the fairy in white descended from the sky, dancing and flying up and down under the green screen gracefully, outputting to a crowd of cannon fodder and porcelain, several huge blowers blew out the effect of fairy air, and the actors were also very good. His movements are chic and vigorous, and his figure is graceful and graceful. It can be seen that he has quite solid basic skills.

After a wia show ended, Ye Feihong did not exert any effort. The assistant came up to help him fix his makeup and hair, "Brother Ye, Brother Zhang just called and said that he would come to visit the class at night."

"Apart from the visit, what other arrangements are there?" Ye Feihong didn't quite understand that it was common for the manager to visit the set, so there was nothing to make a big fuss about, so why did he have to say it in advance.

"Brother Zhang said that there is a big event, which is very important."

Something very important?

Today, Ye Feihong asked Zhang Hu to go back to Chuanliu to bring him some things. Did something happen to him in Chuanliu again?

Ye Feihong handed over the matter of terminating the contract with Chuanliu to Qitian, including the greasy and crooked essay, which was also written by Qitian's public relations. I can't help but delete it.

It's not really a good thing to do.

In the face of interests, many previous affections are nothing.

In this circle, anyone who is emotional is an idiot.

Ye Feihong was definitely not stupid to be able to climb from a low-level military substitute to his current position.

It's a joke to get together and disperse in this circle. It's always just to leave tonight.

The filming lasted until 9 p.m., when work was about to end, Zhang Hu came and brought milk tea to express condolences to the crew, "We Feihong invited us, everyone has worked hard."

Thank you from the crew, Ye Feihong took off his costume, clapped his hands together and smiled at them wearing a hood. With a humble posture, he retreated to his lounge.

"Here, yours." Zhang Hu gave him an iced drink.

Ye Feihong took out a tissue and wiped his sweat lightly, "I don't drink," he said with a worried expression as he was filming, he couldn't get fatter, "Xiaoyu said you have a very important event, what's going on in Chuanliu?"

"It's not me, it's Lynch." Zhang Hu said.

Hearing the name Lynch, Ye Feihong raised his eyebrows, "Did he scold you?"

"That's not true." Zhang Hu and Lynch had met several times, and both of them were very polite. "I ran into someone in the Sichuan Hall today."

Ye Feihong pulled up his chair and sat down, listening intently to the following.

Zhang Hu blushed and said excitedly, "You are so handsome!"

Ye Feihong: "..."

Zhang Hu: "Really, it's the kind of 360-degree handsome man with no dead ends, his face is very natural, it looks like it hasn't been adjusted, his eyes, his nose, his skin, his height, let me tell you, I can't pick it out at a glance. What's wrong."

Ye Feihong's face was indifferent, "So?"

"So I handed him the business card," Zhang Hu leaned on the dressing table with a mysterious and constipated expression, "but guess what...he has already been signed!"

Ye Feihong smiled sarcastically, "Lynch signed it?"

Zhang Hu nodded helplessly, "This person is really lucky, one Shen Wenhan, one you, and another top-quality one, this luck..."

Ye Feihong took a bottle of mineral water on the table, twisted the cap and said calmly, "Are you lucky?"

Zhang Hu stopped talking.

Ye Feihong is handsome in appearance, dedicated to his work, and his acting skills are not bad. He does not pick the subject matter in line with his business. No matter from which point of view, he is an excellent entertainer.

It was trained by Lynch.

Even when he speaks, he speaks in the same tone as Lynch, with an indescribable yin and yang.

"Of course, it's one thing to have luck, but another thing to be unable to keep it. It's said that it's easy to make a fortune and hard to keep it... Hey, if you don't drink it, I'll drink it if you don't drink it." Zhang Hu took the straw and went I poked the lid of the milk tea, but didn't poke it in for a long time. I wandered around looking for small scissors in the lounge, and kept saying, "Where are the scissors?"

It took Ye Feihong a lot of effort not to roll his eyes.

With this kind of stuff, it's not even enough to be Lynch's assistant.

Lynch was good at everything, professional enough and humane. Ye Feihong didn't want to tear himself apart with Lynch. What he talked with Lynch at the time was that he hoped that Lynch would leave Chuanliu with him.

Chuanliu has been developing for seven or eight years, and it has always been a small workshop. It is fine to support shooting stars, but if you really want to reach first-line superstars, it is empty talk without the support of capital.

Shen Wenhan left, went to Feihe, and ascended.

He is not reconciled to leaving his most precious time in the river, to be an entertainer who can't stand up, and there will never be a shortage of newcomers who can replace him in the circle. He must seize these most critical years to soar into the sky .

"Lynch, I believe that with your ability and my strength, we will go to Qitian together, and we will do better than now. I have negotiated the treatment, and you will get three times higher than that in Chuanliu. For the pay, Lynch, we can go to a better future together."

Ye Feihong sincerely confessed to Lin Qi.

How was Lynch at that time? There seemed to be no major facial expressions, only he was blushing and very excited.

Lynch said: "Don't make the breach of contract so fresh and refined, see you in court."

Indifference to the extreme.

It seems that the seven hundred days and nights we have fought together are not worth mentioning.

He didn't fail Lynch, it was Lynch who failed him.

Sign a newcomer?

After Ye Feihong's complexion turned dark, he gradually calmed down again. Forget it, it's not the same people, they each go their own way.

The choice of comedy was simply rejected by Lynch, "If you want to make a comedy, wait until you become popular."

"Your first film is very important. It determines everyone's first impression of you. When you debut in a comedy, people want to laugh as soon as they see you. How can you take other roles? No matter how good-looking your face is, leave it to others My impression is only joy, I don't allow you to waste the gift that God gave you."

Di Lan's eyes were focused, as if she was listening carefully, and after listening, she said slowly, "When you see me, you want to laugh, isn't it good?"

Lynch felt pain in his forehead, "I get a headache when I see you now."

Di Lan was taken aback, "Why?"

"Because you're annoying," Lynch held his forehead, leaned back, and leaned on the sofa. He was still sleepy after waking up, and even more lazy after taking a bath. His long eyelashes were slightly closed, and his silk pajamas were flowing General poured out, "There is no need to discuss, go to shoot "Firefly"."

Di Lan thought for a while, then made a concession, "I accept "Firefly", and I also want to make comedies."

Lynch raised his eyes. Di Lan's face was really good-looking, handsome, noble, and elegant. He possessed a very complicated charm. There are many people who make comedies. Even if he is not handsome, he must be pleasing to become a comedy master.

There are several types of comedy male actors in the youth department. One is good-looking, and handsome facial features are enough. The eyes are the most important. They must have aura, cleverness, and light; Watching metaphysics, the audience likes it, as long as you can laugh after watching it.

There are only two words for a face like Di Lan's comedy - waste.

After becoming famous, it's not bad to make a guest appearance occasionally, and it can also make fans have a good time.

"You want to play?" Lynch said indifferently, "Just make a show when you debut, kid, that's wild enough."

Di Lan said earnestly: "If you act badly, it's called a drama, if you act so well, it's called a model worker."

Lynch: "..." Forget it, you are the hero and you have a reason.

"Okay, I'll find a comedy for you, you go to "Firefly" first, and then make arrangements after joining the group." Lynch compromised.

Di Lan looked at the blue and black under his eyes, "Are you too tired like this?"

Lynch thinks you be honest and I won't be so tired.

Di Lan said sincerely, "Why don't you quit the circle?"

Lynch: "... I've read the script by heart, I'll have an audition two days later, and... I'm going to wash the dishes."

The next day, Di Lan moved all the things in the dormitory to Lynch's house, and also gave Lynch a gift, a yellow helmet with the words 'Mei X Takeaway' printed on it, "Take it, it's easy to come in and out. "

Lynch wordlessly threw the helmet into the sundries basket on the balcony.

There are still reporters downstairs, much less than yesterday. There are many hotspots in the entertainment industry. One place can't dig out material, and there is another one. Time is money, and not many people are here.

Lin Qi is not a big star, the real star is Ye Feihong, I don't know how far Ye Feihong wants to step on him, but it's okay, I have the hero in my hand.

No matter how powerful Ye Feihong is in the limelight now, he is destined to be a stepping stone for Di Lan.

"Is the script ready?"

"It's ripe."

Even after a few years, Di Lan was still familiar with the dramas he acted in in his previous life. He followed Lynch and suddenly said, "The audition is about to happen, can you help me get the words right?"

Lynch turned around, "Words?"

Di Lan said: "Look for the feeling."

Lynch thought to himself, you've acted once, so what's your feeling?

Lynch was cleaning up the house, and Di Lan was following him. As soon as he stopped, the two of them got very close. Di Lan's eyes, which fans called "attractive as fans, as beautiful as dreams", looked straight at him. Lynch.

Time froze for a moment.

Di Lan's heart beat fast.

Lynch has a little myopia. When looking at people from a distance, he will squint a little, which will give people a sense of alienation that he is scrutinizing. Slightly opened, the black and white distinct eyes are extraordinarily clear, like a child, with strong contrast, which paradoxically attracts people to explore the real him.

"What are you doing?" Lynch's indifferent voice broke Di Lan's fantasy.

Di Lan blinked, "I'm looking for a feeling."

Lynch is also very nervous. Unlike the previous world, his confession to Li You was digested as a life-saving measure, which also fits Lynch's naughty personality. But Lynch in this world is different, he can't let the plot develop Suddenly, such a small world will not go on.

"You...are gay?" Lynch asked directly and knowingly according to the sensitivity of the character setting.

Di Lan suppressed the impulse in her heart, turned her head, walked to the sofa and sat down, thought about it for a while, and then admitted, "That's right."

Lynch followed and sat down, "What is counted, you understand."

Di Lan took the script and stared at the few lines on the script. The tip of his nose was the faint scent of Lynch's body. He really wanted to say yes, I'm gay, I like you, I like you very much, I like you so much Extricate yourself.

"I..." Di Lan raised her head, her handsome face met Lynch's serious gaze, her Adam's apple rolled slightly, and she held back for a while, "I'm gay if I masturbate myself in the mirror?"

Lynch: "...it's a pervert."