Star system feeding plan

The little chubby boy stared round his eyes while lying on the warm blanket, and asked in disbelief, "Dad, what did you just say?"

"Son, the main system is definitely a scam. If I remember correctly, there will be a CC Film Festival in Country Z on No. 15 next month. It will last for two days." Lin Anjing touched his chin, picked up the indoor phone and called the living room downstairs.

"Yan Hao, come up here."

The man raised his eyebrows, put down the phone, got up and went upstairs.

"What's the matter?" When Yan Hao entered the door, he saw the father and son sitting on the bed and lying on the bed, both looking at him with round eyes.

Lin Anjing's slightly narrow and long phoenix eyes looked rounder because of his thin cheeks. The father and son looked so similar, and the way they looked at him eagerly together made the man raise his brows and feel much happier.

"Is September 9th the CC Film Festival?" He reached out and patted the place beside him to signal the man to sit down. Lin Anjing turned his face and asked, "Will Director Xu's movie not be able to catch up with this film festival?"

The man sat behind him and put his arms around his waist, put his chin on his shoulder and shook his head, "It would be nice to be able to catch up with the SH Film Festival at the end of the year, do you still care about this?"

"Then I can be regarded as a supporting actor, maybe I can win some awards." Lin Anjing pouted and turned to look at the little fat boy. Seeing his face after being struck by lightning, he couldn't help laughing: "Mengmeng, isn't it?" If Dad doesn't work hard, it's really not the right time."

Little girl Lin Mengmeng looked at the two of them annoyedly, pouted and said nothing.

Yan Hao turned his head to look at Lin Anjing with puzzlement, "What's going on?"

Lin Anjing pursed his lips and chuckled, raised his hand to touch the little fat boy's face, "Mengmeng wanted me to win a trophy at the next film festival, but this time my wish was shattered."

"There are dozens of domestic film festivals plus foreign film festivals. You will win an award sooner or later." The man tilted his head and kissed his ear, and seeing the little fat boy still puffed out his cheeks angrily, he glared at him, " Don't make trouble for Dad."

"I didn't add to the trouble, so Dad hasn't won any awards before, I'm anxious." The little fat boy twisted his body and shrank into the quilt, ignoring the two of them. He was going to communicate with the main system. Impossible.

Lin Anjing sighed and patted the back of Yan Hao's hand clasped around his waist, and after winking, the two turned off the bedroom light and went out.

"Hu Li sent me a message saying that he is going to shoot a magazine cover tomorrow afternoon, why don't you take Mengmeng to the office?" After going to the study with the man, Lin Anjing warmed up two cups of milk and brought them over, "Otherwise, no one will care about him."

"Okay." Yan Hao felt that it would be no problem to bring the little fat boy to work, anyway, the little guy is very sensible and won't cry around.

"I haven't taken a flat-screen photo before, and I feel very nervous." After drinking a sip of milk, Lin Anjing raised his hand and picked up the magazine on the man's desk, flipped through it, and asked him, "Have you ever taken this kind of flat-screen magazine?"

"Huh? That was taken directly during the interview." Yan Hao glanced at the magazine in his hand, saw that his eyes were half-closed and he stretched out his hand to touch his face with a sleepy look, "Go to sleep when you're sleepy."

Lin Anjing hummed and drank up the remaining milk, "Go to bed early, too."

Yan Hao raised his eyebrows and hooked his fingers at him.

Lin Anjing blushed, leaned over and kissed the man on the chin, and then left quickly, as fast as a rabbit.

Yan Hao failed to catch him, and watched him laugh at himself before turning around and running away.

The man gritted his teeth, and said to himself that sooner or later, he will deal with you, so that you will be embarrassed again.

……

It's not easy to be a plane model, that's what Lin Anjing feels now.

Being asked by the photographer to pose in various distorted poses but with a natural expression, the fine sweat on Lin Anjing's forehead never disappeared.

Sun Xiaoxiao was also very nervous staring at him, the grin and frown from time to time made the corners of Hu Likan's mouth twitch.

"Lin Anjing, are you a zombie? Why is your body so stiff?" The photographer was overwhelmed by the expressive ability of his stiff body, and his expression was not very good.

It's just a set of clothes, but no less than [-] photos have been taken back and forth. His expression is quite in place, but his limbs are too stiff, and he can feel uncomfortable even if he stands there casually.

Lin Anjing also felt sorry for the photographer. He was not nervous when so many people looked at him when he was filming, but when he stood in front of the pure white curtain and was illuminated by a few headlights, he even froze the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Hu Li looked at it for a while, and felt that this was not going to work, so he decisively took out his mobile phone and called the omnipotent Boss Yan.

Yan Hao was playing Go with the little fat boy in the office. The man found that the little thing in front of him liked these brain-burning things very much, and he was also willing to help the little guy develop his intelligence. Maybe he could really become a child prodigy.

"What's the matter?" He picked up the phone the second it rang, and took a few black chess pieces from the little fat boy.

The little fat boy frowned and pouted, holding a black chess piece in his hand, thinking about how to play the next move.

"Boss, you'd better come to the shooting scene. I think Tom will have to get mad at An Jing in half an hour." Hu Li's tone was a bit gloating, it's rare to see Lin Anjing look so embarrassed.

"What's wrong with him?" Yan Hao frowned slightly, and waved his hand to the little fat boy who was waiting for his son to fall.

The little guy immediately straightened up and leaned over to eavesdrop.

"Like a zombie, I don't know where to put my hands and feet. I took more than 50 photos of a suit of clothes. Tom didn't catch a single one. Come quickly. If you don't shake the field here, Anjing will suffer some grievances. Don't you Blame me." Seeing that Lin Anjing scrapped another ten films, Hu Li couldn't help but laugh.

Lin Anjing was also very ashamed, and he didn't know why he was like this. Tom is a well-known photographer in the industry. No one can say bad things about the photos he took, but his requirements are also high. Lin Anjing posed according to his instructions, He felt pain everywhere in his body.

Tom looked dissatisfied, frowning and frowning in a frightening manner.

"Tom, take a break and let An Jing rest." Hu Li thought it would be better to wait a while before shooting.

Yan Hao hung up the phone call, stood up and hugged the little fat boy, seeing him looking at him suspiciously, the man also sighed helplessly, "Let's go, let's go and see what's going on with your father. "

The little fat boy became nervous instantly, and asked anxiously, "Did Dad make a mistake at work?"

"I don't know, it should be." Yan Hao was annoyed that Hu Li didn't speak clearly, so he took the elevator downstairs to the first floor with the little fat boy in his arms.

Let me mention here that Lin Anjing's photo shoot today is on the basement floor of Yan Hao's company, which was rented to "Men's Wear" magazine as an indoor shooting location. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Yan Hao is doing it to get some extra money from Xia Chun. Relationship.

Lin Anjing smiled apologetically at Tom, took the water handed by Hu Li, walked to the lounge chair and sat down, sighed, and said with some frustration: "I feel empty, nervous, and my calves cramp when I stand there. "

Sun Xiaoxiao quickly knelt down and rubbed his calf. Lin Anjing was taken aback and stretched out his hand to pull her, "No need, it will be fine after a while."

At this moment, Tom came over and saw the two people's actions, and said with a cold snort, "Mr. Xia like you actually called you to be the cover of men's clothing? I guess no one reads the magazine even when it comes out."

Lin Anjing's face froze, Tom's words were too merciless, and the young man who was already feeling guilty because he couldn't take the photographer's satisfactory photos was even more sad.

But Hu Li said in a choked voice: "Tom, we have cooperated many times. You can see your poisonous tongue, but An Jing did as you asked. If you are not satisfied, we know who the problem is. bright."

The meaning behind the words obviously carried Lin Anjing's protection. Originally, he looked here, although Lin Anjing's movements are quite stiff, but the photos are not movies, and they won't move when they are taken. How can he be stiff or not?He didn't understand this, but he clearly felt Tom's malice towards Lin Anjing.

Tom sneered, and said disdainfully: "What do you know? I said that his shooting is not good, but it is not good. Does Vice President Hu think he knows more than me?"

Lin Anjing could also tell that he might have some problems, but it wasn't enough for a suit of clothes to waste several tapes. Tom deliberately asked him to trouble him to take pictures again and again. The problem was that he didn't seem to have any problems. Offend this person?It should be the first time the two of them met.

Hu Li narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he was about to warn him back, Lin Anjing grabbed his arm. He lowered his head to look at the young man, frowning.

Lin Anjing shook his head slightly at him, and looked at Tom with disdainful eyes with a slight smile on his face, "Mr. Tom is right, I don't know many things when I take a flat photo for the first time, so you need to worry about it."

Hu Li pursed his lips tightly and was full of anger in his heart. Although he knew that Lin Anjing did this because he didn't want to make trouble, he felt that this guy in front of him was a little too arrogant.

Tom sneered, and looked at Lin Anjing with contempt in his eyes, "It's good to know, and continue to take pictures quickly, don't make everyone waste time with you, our time is very precious."

Lin Anjing responded with a smile, put down the mineral water bottle in his hand that he hadn't had time to take a sip of yet, stood up and was about to go to the shooting set.

"Wait a minute." A cold voice came from behind several people.

Lin Anjing sighed. Just now, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man walking in with Lin Mengmeng in his arms, so he pulled Huli to keep him from being impulsive, so as not to be gossiped about, but the result was good, the man came up by himself.

Yan Hao walked over, his leather shoes made a light clicking sound as he stepped on the smooth marble tile floor, his cold swishing eyes scanned everyone present and then landed on Lin Anjing.

Lin Anjing greeted with a dry smile, "Hello, Mr. Yan." He winked while saying hello—don't make trouble for me!Hurry up and take your son away.

Yan Hao ignored him, turned his gaze to Tom who was inexplicably agitated after seeing him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you dissatisfied with him?"

Tom was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the man was asking himself, and nodded quickly: "I didn't expect Lin Anjing to be so poor in physical coordination, and I wasted several rolls of tape. Mr. Yan, you should also think about the company."

The words were too high-sounding, and the few people beside them frowned.

Lin Anjing pursed her lips, feeling that she had humiliated the man.

Yan Hao changed the little fat boy to sit on the other arm, patted the little boy who was tense because someone said bad things about his father, and sneered.

"Since you can't take the picture, get out and let Xia Chun replace it."