perfect character

Jiang Qiushi lived a life of being cared for in dire straits.

Du Mei is an old actress who has been filming for many years and is stationed in the crew. Hengdian is her second home.She also really bought a suite near Hengdian, where she usually lives, and now she is filming with her beloved "son", and even runs to the residence every day, making soup and making herbal tea for him, vowing to make people gain weight Twenty catties.

Jiang Qiushi refused...the refusal was invalid.

Every day, she was bathed in Du Mei's strong benevolent light, and was forced to accept hardcore feeding.I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he really felt that his face was a bit rounder.

The director is very satisfied.

The TV series was almost filmed backwards. At this time, the stage of the young master of the rich family was filmed. His father died young. Liu Xinghua and his mother supported a family in their youth, and the mother and son had a deep relationship.

As for the young master of a rich family, of course he has to be more mellow, and Du Mei's unnaturally deep attachment to her son is also well reflected.

Since it is acting as a teenager, the costumes are naturally lively. The makeup artist specially emphasized on the eyes, turning the big bright eyes into a cat-like effect. full.

It just so happened that the agent came to visit the work, and saw the baby fat on his face, bouncing around when walking, and the inexplicably young boss thought it was cute, so he had to restrain the urge to rua for the sake of his job.

Jiang Qiu glanced at her ten times, and rolled his eyes. The lively and youthful state he had to maintain in the play was immediately replaced by the usual calm demeanor. Even if he put on a youthful makeup, it would only make people feel that he was young and mature.

"Why are you here suddenly?" Jiang Qiushi took a sip of tea, poured out a cup, and handed it over.

Sister Ya took it with her hand and drank it down: "Come to visit the class, and talk about the book by the way." The company took a fancy to an IP, bought it and didn't care, and had to ask the teacher to change it into a script.

Sister Ya was worried about his health, so in addition to some snacks, she also brought a lot of nourishing ingredients, such as red dates and goji berries, for fear that the boss would endure it again with endurance.

She is late.

Jiang Qiushi's food has been contracted to Du Mei.Sister Ya simply handed over the ingredients to this "cheap mother" in exchange for a bowl of soup.

"Boss, Mrs. Du is not bad. It's not a loss to recognize a relative." Cannibalism is soft-spoken and short-handed, Sister Ya thinks there is nothing wrong with recognizing a godmother.

How normal it is to recognize a dry relative in the entertainment industry.Du Mei has a background in the Beijing circle, and her ex-husband is a well-known director in the Beijing circle.

Jiang Qiushi's eyes flickered very slightly, and he shook his head: "It's not necessary."

He said as if to cover up: "If you usually exchange feelings more, you don't need to care about a name."

Sister Ya frowned hesitantly.

Jiang Qiushi's past has been picked up by no one in the entertainment industry. At most, he can be picked up in high school. His classmates have released their class graduation photos. In the photos, the immature teenager has a gentle smile on his face.

No matter how much, I don't know.

She had a vague guess in her mind, and she didn't ask much.

Jiang Qiushi's past, just like his inner thoughts, is well hidden. At first glance, it is full of flowers and flowers, and no one knows the truth inside the gorgeous packaging.

Sister Ya felt discouraged, so she had to comfort herself, which was not bad: "It's also pretty good, Brother Ten, if you don't want to, don't."

Instead, Jiang Qiushi asked her, "Have you heard anything recently?"

What's going on recently?

There are a lot of things every year, the actress cheated?Old actors tearing each other up?Child star domestic violence?Sister Ya is full of gossip and urgently needs to be screened.

Jiang Qiushi lowered his voice slightly: "It's related to Weitingxue."

Sister Ya hesitated for a moment, but still quietly replied: "Some things... I'm not sure if it's true, I'll ask more."

"It seems that there is a problem with her movie or her company."

In recent years, the state has become more and more stringent, and the entertainment industry can already clearly feel the tightening of the thread tied around the neck.

The tricks that Wei Tingxue could use before have gradually become invisible under the increasingly strict rope.She had to find a way to find other ways, such as...recommendation.

It's hard to say whether it's good or bad, but of course it can make up for all kinds of chaos in the past.But art, isn’t it all about letting a hundred flowers bloom?

Being chained, can that be called art?

Jiang Qiushi: "It's okay, I just want to understand what happened."

On the phone screen, Wei Tingxue's chat box was in the front row.

If it doesn't affect him, he can still pretend he didn't see it.It's a pity that we are both in the circle, so we won't be affected... Is it possible?

"Boss, you must take it easy and don't do anything serious." Sister Ya was afraid of her boss, she looked gentle and gentle on the outside, but in fact she became stubborn, ten cows could not be pulled back, she was very reckless .

Jiang Qiushi said, "Don't worry, I'm just asking."

I don't worry if you say that!Sister Ya screamed inwardly.

She walked around the crew a few more times, greeted the director, assistant director, producer, etc. before leaving.

In addition to being closely connected with Du Mei offline, Jiang Qiushi recently interacted a lot more online.Du Mei loves to take photos of the two of them and post them on the Internet. The Maple Leafs must go to her to collect pictures and get their idols. Over time, they even joked about Du Mei as Jiang Mama.

The circle broke the news bot: "I heard that a young student recently recognized Du Mei as a godmother?

Who is Du Mei?Let's take a look at her background.Li Wenqiang is her ex-husband, Ren Jiabao is her grandfather, and her mother is a dancer in the art troupe.

It is not difficult to see that Du Mei's background in the Beijing circle is very deep, and it is no wonder that the obviously very popular niche also recognizes her as a godmother. "

Words like godfather and godmother have gradually become stigmatized, just like Miss Comrade, an honest person.Under the rich imagination of the general public, the word godmother is not only limited to family affection, but also mixed with the impure money transactions in the capitalist world.

Not to mention the blatant hints in the copywriting of the marketing account, it's almost like saying that people sell themselves for glory.

Before Maple Leaf went crazy and Yiye Zhiqiu Company made a move, Du Mei's account, which had been quiet for many years, went viral for the first time.

Du Mei likes to search the Internet after posting a group photo to see what netizens think. If some netizens say that they have mother and child photos, Du Mei will be even happier.

Who knew that such dirty speculation could be heard?What kind of dirty water is poured on people?

As an old artist, she also has a temper.

Du Mei: "Aren't you afraid of retribution for your marketing accounts talking about it everywhere? Xiao Jiang and I acted in two plays, both mother and son. I just lamented the fate and took pictures, but I was guessed by you in such a mess. I warn you , stop talking nonsense, or I will definitely see you in court."

It is said that she has a deep background, and her background is really thick.It is certainly not a joke to say that you will go to court.The marketing account is also bullying and fearing the hard, and it is deleted very quickly.

His sons and daughters are all about the same age as Jiang Qiushi, and they still suffer from these dirty things for no reason.Both Du Mei's son and daughter felt that it was bad luck. The daughter who had met Jiang Qiu ten times saw that she really liked her mother, so she suggested that the two families should meet and settle down.

It was night, and it was time to prepare for a night scene. There were not many rooms on the set, and Jiang Qiushi had a large dressing room alone.Du Mei was fine, she opened the door and happened to meet her, and they went downstairs together.

"Xiaoqiu, have you had dinner yet? How does the soup I made for you taste?"

"It's delicious, thank you Teacher Du, I don't have to worry about it in the future."

"Oh, what a waste of time, I'll do a little more by the way, it's a convenient thing."

While talking, she directly mentioned that she wanted the two families to meet each other and move around more.

Jiang Qiu frowned unconsciously, and had the urge to escape for a moment.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment, and the leaked emotions easily returned to the atrium, and the lock was re-locked, preventing them from interfering with his rational decision.He put on a smile and politely declined.

Assistants and others followed behind, and a group of people surrounded them and entered the arena.The headlights were turned on on the set, and a few group performers were performing Yangko dances in front of the headlights. They stepped on the long shadows on the ground, dancing with them, and a cool breeze was hastily blown up.

……

The plot progressed to New Year's Eve, and the props team made some decorations for the set and sprinkled thick artificial snow.

"Hua'er, it's time to celebrate the New Year tomorrow, and it's time to worship the ancestors..."

The young man in furs supported the old lady who was also tightly wrapped, and tremblingly came to the door.

"Why, isn't anyone lighting lanterns on the street? Isn't everyone celebrating the new year? Where are the firecrackers in our house? Don't let them go?"

It was supposed to be a lively New Year's Eve, but the street was very deserted.

Even if the country is at war, it will not pass this year.

The tip of the young man's nose was stained with white flakes. He raised his hand and rubbed out cold drops of water with his fingertips. He followed and looked out, his long eyelashes like crow feathers fluttering and blinking a little bit of chill: "Mother, you forgot, last year the president gave the winter vacation The time has been changed, and it was also said that there is no holiday during the Spring Festival. This is called getting rid of old customs and in line with international standards.”

"Nonsense! There is no one who does not have a holiday during Chinese New Year, so why is it called Chinese New Year..."

"Mother, don't talk about it." Liu Xinghua helped her back and shook his head, "The police will hear about it, and they will arrest you."

The old lady didn't dare to say much at once, she walked in with little feet, babbling as she walked, "War and arrest people every day, fight again, arrest people again, when will it be the first time?"

After entering the house, the warm steam evaporated the snow particles in the hair, and the maid stepped forward to pour tea for the two masters.The old lady raised her hand tremblingly, took a sip, and felt relieved. She stretched out her hand and wiped her eyes: "Xiaohua, you have been sensible and smart since you were a child. You should put it...when the emperor is still there, you are A top pick."

"It's a pity, there is no emperor, and the president has not been elected."

Liu Xinghua didn't even move his eyelids: "Mother, just tell me these things at home, not outside."

"I know... I won't tell others, I'll tell you." The little old lady seemed to be angry, "Xiaohua, promise mother that you can't be a soldier."

In fact, the old lady was not too old, but the early death of her husband and the burden of the family all made the back of this small-footed woman who had reached the average life expectancy at that time crushed.

"You have to live well. In the future, marry a daughter-in-law and pass on the incense to our old Liu family."

"You promise mother!" She leaned on the crutch vigorously.

Liu Xinghua, who has always been obedient to his widowed mother, did not agree. He was silent for a while, and said: "As a man, when the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, he should serve the country."

In the next second, he was slapped by his mother.

……

Most of the slaps in TV dramas and movies are borrowed.There are also some professional demands for real fights, relying on that instant strength to turn their faces away, not only looks realistic, but also has an exceptionally loud voice.

She couldn't bear to put it on Du Mei's body, so that slap fell lightly on Jiang Qiushi's face, not to mention the camera, even the people present felt that the slap was too much.

"It's okay, it's acting anyway." Jiang Qiushi said, "Ms. Du, everyone is an actor, so it's okay."

……

After the show, Ah Xiang wanted to get an ice pack to put on Jiang Qiushi's face, but was stopped.With a reddish face on his face, Jiang Qiushi calmly packed his things and got into the car.

Du Mei felt a little guilty towards him, but now she feels even more guilty.The crew arranged the same hotel for the actors. She originally wanted to chat with Ceng Jiang Qiushi's car, but thinking of today's rumors, she had to give up.

The wind at night was very quiet. Du Mei guessed that Jiang Qiu was still awake, so she called.

Jiang Qiushi did not fall asleep as expected, he was drying on the balcony, when the call came, he walked into the room and answered it.

He guessed right, Du Mei really couldn't help it.

She is impatient and needs to see the result immediately.I made an invitation today but did not get a response, and I will ask again tonight.

Sure enough, after arguing about it, Du Mei proposed again that the two families would meet and she would recognize a godson.

She didn't think Jiang Qiushi would disagree.After all, Jiang Qiushi was so considerate in and out of the play, she believed that this was a predestined fate, and her son might have been reincarnated into this young man.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Qiu was silent for a long time, and Du Mei could only hear his slight breathing.

During the lengthy silence, Du Mei took a deep breath, and she had to realize that she might be being self-indulgent.

With mixed feelings and bitterness in her heart, she said with some difficulty: "Xiaoqiu, I really miss my son."

"If you... really don't want to." Du Mei's voice was stagnant and hoarse unconsciously, and Du Mei sniffed, "Then, forget it."

"I……"

She heard Jiang Qiushi's hesitant voice.

"I...I just..."

"I... have no parents."

He paused for a while, then continued: "There is no family either."

Du Mei's heart tightened suddenly.

She didn't know what she said indiscriminately, and hung up the call in a hurry.

This is my son, this must be my son!

I lost my son, and Xiaoqiu lost his parents. Isn't this fate?

Du Mei sat in the room, crying and laughing.