After the divorce I farmed in the countryside

The director is very conflicted.

After reading tonight's hot searches on Weibo, and listening to Du Ya scolding Lin Yun in the next room, his mood was ups and downs, as exciting as riding a roller coaster.

Whenever a star is stained with the word "poison", this life is basically ruined, and there is no possibility of a comeback.

Lin Yun's personality is definitely not pleasing. He may have been depressed for a long time before, and once he became famous, he was proud and proud, and he was backed by huge capital, so he was a little defiant.

His blind and conceited character is completely different from the temperament of the cold master in "Shuanglong Que", so Du Ya made him look like a dog, otherwise he would appear in front of fans with his impulsive and irritable personality. How many people's filters have been broken.

With his current popularity, it is a bit aggrieved to shoot an advertisement for an unknown tea mountain, but the bid is high. It is not that a big brand is better than a big brand. Now that the contract is signed, he must complete the task dutifully, right?

It turned out that he was fine. He had just arrived in the village, and he hated this and that, so he decided not to stay at the hotel, and clamored to go to the hotel in the town, embarrassing a group of people.

After making a fuss, why didn't you stay in a B&B in the end?

After all, being young, arrogant, unable to stand the excitement, and ruining one's own future, this is simply unique in the entertainment industry.

The tea merchant Guan Bo issued a statement that he would end his cooperation with Lin Yun. As a director, he was embarrassed and embarrassing.

Tomorrow's commercial, whether to shoot it or not?

Shoot, who is the actor?

If he doesn't shoot, the preliminary work of him and the crew will be wasted. Who will be responsible for this part of the loss?

The scolding from Du Ya next door continued, the director took a deep breath of the cigarette, and then exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Director Dou, listen, is there a police siren?" The director who was sitting next to him smoking together asked suspiciously.

"Huh?" The director was startled, and listened attentively, "It seems... really?"

"Why did the police car come here?" The production manager frowned.

The director turned his head and stared at the wall.

Could it be... someone called the police?

Soon, his doubts were answered.

The owner of the homestay led the police to the door of Lin Yun's room, and said in substandard Mandarin: "Comrade police, this is where the drug-addicted stars that were exposed on the Internet live."

The director poked his head out from the door next door, opened his mouth wide, and forgot to pick up the cigarette when it fell to the ground.

After a while, Lin Yun was taken away by the police with a dejected expression. Du Ya followed with a tired face. The staff in other rooms whispered, and some people took videos with their mobile phones.

Director Dou sighed, looked at Ruan Wenya, and asked hesitantly, "Manager Ruan, what should we do now?"

Ruan Wenya wiped her face, feeling magical about what happened today. "I called the boss. The boss said that the commercials continue to be filmed, and the actors must be changed. As for who to change, let me figure out what to do."

Who told her that she strongly recommended Lin Yun to Mr. Qi?Now that the car is overturned, she is duty-bound.

"Do you have a suitable candidate?" the director asked expectantly.

Ruan Wenya smiled wryly. "No."

The director frowned and said in embarrassment: "Then what should we do? In the contract you signed with our advertising production company, there is only half a month's time limit."

Within half a month, if Manager Ruan can't find an actor, the ad will be really bad.

Ruan Wenya said hesitantly: "How about...tomorrow I will ask Mr. Su?"

"Mr. Su?" The director's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought, "Don't you think Mr. Su's appearance is more suitable for the exiled immortal in the commercial script?"

Ruan Wenya looked at the director in disbelief. "You mean... let Mr. Su play the role?"

She felt that the director was a bit whimsical.

The more the director thought about it, the more he felt that this plan was wonderful. He rubbed his hands and said, "That's it! Sleep, sleep, and you will be refreshed tomorrow after you sleep enough."

He hummed the national anthem and went back to his room with ease.

Ruan Wenya: ...

Su Ling had a good night's sleep.

Waking up in Lin Feng's arms, contented, rubbing against his chest, refusing to get up.

"Don't make trouble." Lin Feng said hoarsely.

Su Ling put her arms around his neck, lay down on him, and kissed his chin. "Good morning, husband."

"Good morning, baby." Lin Feng rubbed his hair.

Su Ling was full of sleep and refreshed. He got off the bed, moved his limbs, and was full of energy.

"Get up, let's go catch fish together today."

Last night's hot searches on Weibo did not affect his mood at all. Instead of paying attention to a celebrity's gossip, he should think about how to sell rice flower fish.

According to Li Dahai, in the past years, the fishmongers from the town came to the village to buy rice flower fish. The price was so low that they couldn’t make any money. Often, villagers couldn’t sell all the fish, and a large number of them died in the fields, which became fertilizer for autumn rice.

Inspired by the live broadcast of selling vegetables, Su Ling planned to sell live fish to see if there were any sales.

Lin Feng stared at his beautiful butterfly bones with deep eyes, and then got out of bed, his tall and strong figure was exposed in the air, and he could see everything at a glance.

Su Ling put down his raised arms, looked back to see his eight-pack abs, swallowed involuntarily, and slid his eyes down, looking at that bulging big guy, his mind fluttering.

As if seeing his thoughts, Lin Feng picked up the nightgown that was on the chair and put it on his body to cover the beautiful scenery and prevent Su Ling from daydreaming.

"...Stingy." Su Ling muttered, went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Downstairs, Su Ling made out with the two little pets for a while, and added cat food and dog food to their bowls and bowls. The two little guys eagerly immersed themselves in eating.

Lin Feng was exercising in the yard, while Su Ling stood in the corridor watching for a while, then stepped forward with itchy hands.

"Let's play." He made a karate gesture.

Lin Feng took a step back and waved at him. Su Ling rushed forward, and the two started fighting back and forth.

Different from Su Ling's karate, Lin Feng has been fighting in Sanda since elementary school.

The Lin family is a big family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. It has its own set of ancient Sanshou, which can fight against single people, weapons or multi-person combat. Now, it is more lethal by combining modern Sanda skills.

Su Ling was not Lin Feng's opponent, the two exchanged ideas, Lin Feng obviously let go, Su Ling was panting from the beating, but he still looked calm.

Twenty minutes later, Su Ling could not gain the upper hand at all, so he had to give up.

"No more fights, no more fights, I admit defeat." His arm was cut behind his back by Lin Feng, he said very spinelessly.

Lin Feng let him go and touched his shoulder. "Is there any injury?"

Su Ling moved her arms and shook her head: "No, you didn't use any strength, and I'm not a porcelain doll either."

Seeing that he was fine, Lin Feng frowned.

The two had been sparring for so long, covered in sweat, Su Ling wanted to go upstairs to take a shower before making breakfast, but just as he stepped into the house, the doorbell outside the courtyard rang.

Early in the morning, who will come to visit?

Director Dou stood in front of the classical courtyard, pushed his glasses, with a surprised expression on his face.

It is unbelievable that such an antique garden exists in such a poor rural area?

Mr. Su is indeed not an ordinary person, living so leisurely.

After Ruan Wenya rang the bell, she felt uneasy.

She didn't sleep all night last night, and she squinted her eyes in a daze until early in the morning. She got up early in the morning, asked the owner of the hotel where Mr. Su lived, and then came to visit Mr. Su with Director Dou.

Go east along the newly paved concrete road, cross the small bridge over the stream, and walk a while, passing through a small forest, as if the willows are dark and the flowers are blooming, a classical house comes into sight.

Mr. Su is indeed an elegant person, with good looks, good temperament, and even his family background is extraordinary.

With so much money, would he be willing to shoot commercials?

Ruan Wenya didn't hold out any hope, and even felt that Director Dou was thinking wildly.

After ringing the doorbell, she waited patiently.

After a while, the courtyard door opened from the inside, revealing Su Ling's handsome face.

Seeing Ruan Wenya and the director, Su Ling's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Manager Ruan, Director Dou, good morning." With a warm smile, he turned sideways in a gentle manner, "Please come in quickly, and sit in the room."

"I'm sorry to bother Mr. Su." Ruan Wenya stepped into the threshold politely, and was amazed when she saw the water pavilion in the corridor and the fake stone in the pond.

Director Dou's reaction was exactly the same as hers, and he was full of praise after entering the door.

"Mr. Su is so lucky!" He said with emotion.

Such a garden with a large area, a simple shape, a combination of virtual and real but also exquisite, is better than the villas in the city that cost tens of millions.

Living by the mountains and living by the water, what kind of leisure and leisure is it, which makes people envious.

Su Ling leisurely walked on the gravel path and led them to the hall inside the house.

"This garden was built by the second grandfather on the basis of the old house. I was lucky enough to inherit his legacy." Su Ling smiled, pointing to the Phoenix Mountain Road in front of him, "Tea Mountain is also one of the legacy, and there are ten other things. Acres of land."

Director Dou couldn't help being envious and jealous.Why doesn't he have such a rich grandpa?Why is there such a big gap between people?

Leaving aside Su Ling's special status as the wife of the president of the Lin family, the inheritance he inherited from his elders alone is a big local tyrant.

In the living room, two well-fed pets were playing vigorously, and found that two strangers had come to the house. King walked over immediately, sniffing and circling around them.

Ruan Wenya was a little afraid of dogs, so she leaned closer to Director Dou. Su Ling saw that she was uncomfortable, and called out, "King, go play in the yard by yourself."

King seemed to understand. With two barks, he bit his beloved little ball and went out. Lion opened his mouth wide, yawned, and followed behind the dirt dog slowly.

Ruan Wenya secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After Su Ling invited the two to a seat, he went to the kitchen to make a pot of Yulu tea, brought it to the living room, poured a cup for each of them, and put it on the coffee table at hand.

Smelling the fresh smell of tea, Director Dou involuntarily picked up the teacup, put it under his nose, and took a deep breath, which was refreshing.

"Is this Yulu tea?" he asked.

"Yes." Su Ling sat gracefully across from the two of them, "After this year's new tea was finished, Boss Qi asked someone to send me ten cans."

Ruan Wenya was slightly surprised when she heard this.Mr. Qi is very stingy about things other than business, and sending ten cans of tea to Mr. Su shows his sincerity.

It seems that Mr. Qi admires Mr. Su very much.

Director Dou blew, took a sip lightly, and closed his eyes enjoying himself. After a long while, he said, "Tea is good tea, only famous."

There are many kinds of Yulu tea in the market, and there are not many Yulu tea produced by Fenghuang Mountain. If he hadn't received an advertisement and came to the countryside this time, he would not have known that such a good Yulu tea was grown on Fenghuang Mountain.

No more haha, he looked serious, and asked straight to the point: "Mr. Su, are you interested in making commercials?"

Su Ling drank the tea in his mouth and almost spit it out.

"Ok?"

The author has something to say: Today is short, just. . .Let’s watch it first, when I wake up, I’ll work hard during the day and code, 555, I feel sleep deprived every day, a vicious circle!