Mr. Ji's cat

Ji Chufeng took a sip of coffee, neither admitted nor denied, and asked, "What do you think?"

"To be honest, Fu Sixue's performance of Yang Shubai has already appeared in my mind, and her image is very suitable for this play." Gao Jiayan paused and closed the file, "This theme is very special, especially before I had I wanted to try it several times, but I didn’t dare to do it.”

"How to say?"

"The audience for same-sex movies is very small, and many bosses are unwilling to invest money because they don't see the possibility of getting back their money."

Ji Chufeng said with unclear meaning: "Director Gao, today is different from the past."

Gao Jiayan, who heard the implication, nodded his head: "Yes."

After half an hour.

When Ji Chufeng came out of the coffee shop, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately Gao Jiayan agreed.

She was still a little hesitant before today, but when she heard Gao Jia say that Fu Sixue was very suitable for the role, she made up her mind to film this story.

As he said, capitalists are unwilling to invest money because they can't see the possibility of returning their capital, but she, Ji Chufeng, is not an ordinary capitalist, and she still has the last trump card if she can't.

Back in the car, Ji Chufeng thought of something, and told him: "You should contact Gao Jiayan these few days, and try to get the script before Fu Sixue comes back. There are other roles that need actors, so you can ask him to list an invitation to audition. The list comes out, the salary is not limited."

"Okay." An Yi wrote them down one by one, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Mr. Ji, you really don't care about the price."

"The price? What is the price? As long as Fu Sixue's popularity can increase a little, it will be profitable." Up to now, Mr. Ji has become very Buddhist.

"One is not enough, then two, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Sitting on the leather seat, she took out her mobile phone and wanted to send Fu Sixue a message, but then realized that she was recording a program and had no time to look at her mobile phone, so she opened the forum casually.

Ji Chufeng doesn't eat melons very much, and pays attention to some financial and economic groups. Maybe it's because he has read the posts of the navy marketing himself before, and now occasionally some gossip posts about the entertainment industry pop up.

This time, she also habitually ignored and only clicked on the posts she was interested in. She paused for two seconds, returned to the interface, and focused her eyes on the push posts.

The key words above are "heir to a wealthy family", "Ji's family", "former prince", and "beautiful stepmother".

This is interesting, Ji Chufeng provoked a smile of unknown meaning, and moved his finger to enter the post.

At the beginning of the content, it was said that Ji Chufeng controlled the entire Ji family with clever means, and then the topic was distorted. He pretended to be suspicious that his stepmother and Ji Chengye had not appeared since Ji Chufeng took office, and "according to the insider's information", it seemed that it was the day of the funeral. Neither mother nor son participated.

The ID of the person who posted the post, Ji Chufeng, was not familiar. He was obviously not a sailor. The poster seemed to be talking about Ji Chufeng, but in fact, he secretly shifted the focus of the topic to the mother and son.It’s been a while since the post, and a large group of people responded, also wondering why they haven’t heard any news about the mother and son since Ji Chufeng came to power. All their news was revealed by Ji Chufeng or the housekeeper. "of.

She forwarded the post to An Yi: "Check who made this post."

"Okay." An Yi opened the post and saw the content inside, "Do you need to contact the website to delete the post?"

"No, just pay attention." Ji Chufeng looked at the scenery outside the car window, and it seemed that a new round of the game was about to start.

Shen Tang's video was sent every three hours, until Ji Chufeng finished dinner at night, the video sent by Shen Tang was still in the studio, but it was already from the perspective of the off-stage.

On to the stage performance.

[Ji Chufeng]: Why haven't you finished recording?

[Shen Tang]: After all the guest performances on stage, there will be a scoring session. It may be recorded very late tonight. Mr. Fu has only eaten a little fruit until now [Bitter]

[Ji Chufeng]: ...

When Fu Sixue finished recording the program and walked out of the studio, it went from dawn to dark outside, and it would be dawn again in three hours.

She never thought that the program team would finish filming the first show in one day, and now she and other guests went to the dormitory to rest, and the next day they had to film dance studio exercises and interviews.

"Oh my God, if I had known such troublesome people would not have come..." Getting off the bus and on the way to the dormitory, she heard someone complaining.

"Si Xue." Zheng Yanran chased after her, "Are you hungry? The director said that a supper will be delivered later, you can go to sleep after eating."

"No." Fu Sixue's face was tired, he hadn't experienced high-intensity work for a long time, and now he couldn't stand it anymore, "I'll go to bed after taking a shower."

When we returned to the dormitory, we had to cooperate to shoot some material. When we could really sleep, the sky was already dark. The guests who had been tossed like this on the first day couldn't bear it, and went back to the room and fell asleep.

I was woken up by the staff at ten o'clock the next morning.

Lying on the bed, Fu Sixue opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, listening to the staff knocking on the door next door, and vaguely heard some artist who was angry to get up losing her temper.

Being woken up within a few hours of sleep, no one will be happy, but as an artist, no matter how unhappy he is in front of the camera, he has to shape his own personality.

Fortunately, today's shooting was much easier than yesterday's. Fu Sixue got a trio, and the other two teammates were very nice, and they became familiar with each other after chatting.

"Sister Si Xue, I finished recording the show today, and I'm going back to the crew to film in the evening. Can I record the video in the group when the dance progresses?"

In the team, Fu Sixue had higher qualifications than the other two, so naturally they would ask her first if they had anything to do.

Another raised his hand: "Hey, me too. I have an event the day after tomorrow, and I'm leaving tomorrow..."

"It's okay." Fu Sixue replied, "I've seen that the dance moves of this song are not difficult, just don't forget to get in touch when you go back, and check in in the group when the time comes."

"I love you!" Xu Yan excitedly hugged Fu Sixue's mua and kissed her face. This interaction was recorded on the 360-degree camera in the dance studio.

The other was unhappy, "I want to give you a hug too!"

The three of them huddled together, not noticing a head poking out of the door, "Sister Yanyan!"

Xu Yan turned her head when she heard the words, and was very surprised when she saw the person at the door: "Xinya, why are you here!"

Song Xinya came in with snacks, with a cute smile on her face, she looked at Xu Yan and said with a smile, "I just recorded a show nearby, so I'll come over to have a look."

Fu Sixue didn't expect to see Song Xinya again on such an occasion, seeing her getting closer and giving him the drinks in the bag, she still didn't react.She heard Xu Yan introduce to them: "Let me introduce you, my good sister, Xinya!"

"Ah! I have watched the TV series you filmed! It's very popular!"

"Really?" Song Xinya looked very happy, and chatted with her along the topic, and soon her eyes fell on Fu Sixue, "I know this, Teacher Fu! I have seen your work, it is yours Fans~!"

"..." Song Xinya was overly enthusiastic, but because of the camera, Fu Sixue smiled and pretended to be in love with her.

"Mr. Fu, can we talk for a while?"

It wasn't until Song Xinya asked this question behind her back in a low voice that Fu Sixue was sure that she came here with a purpose.

At the end of the corridor is the fire exit, and the two walked towards the fire exit one after the other.

squeak-

The heavy fire door was opened and closed again.

Song Xinya put away her bright smile under the camera, and looked at Fu Sixue with her arms folded, as if she was sizing her up.

Fu Sixue didn't like this kind of gaze being scrutinized by others. She restrained her expression, and her aura was even worse than that. She said lightly, "What's the matter with you?"

"Yes." Song Xinya withdrew her gaze, "Why did she do your hair?" Naturally, she was referring to Ji Chufeng.

Song Xinya asked immediately, and under Fu Sixue's suspicious eyes, she added: "Did she do your curly hair for you that night?"

Fu Sixue didn't answer, she acquiesced.

Song Xinya said to herself: "In the past, she only helped me with my hair. She said that my curly hair is beautiful, and she also said that she only helped me with my hair."

Fu Sixue is really not interested in reminiscing about the past with her, and even less interested in thinking about the reason why they separated.

"Mr. Fu, are you dating Fengfeng?"

"If you remember this question correctly, I told you before."

"Then why did she use your WeChat to send me a message that day..."

Fu Sixue replied patiently: "It happened that she was having dinner at my house that day, that's all." She paused, "If you have nothing else to do, I'll go back to dance practice."

"Wait!" Song Xinya stopped her, her eyes almost grasping at straws, "Since you are not together, can you do me a favor?"

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"I want to get her back!" Song Xinya's eyes became firm in an instant, and Fu Sixue was not interested in getting involved in their affairs, so she didn't want to reply, "I'm not as familiar with Mr. Ji as you think, so I can't help you. "

She paused and looked at Song Xinya as if hesitating, she hesitated and reminded again and again: "But she told me that she would not consider getting back together." If something is futile in the end, it's better to give up at the beginning.

"It's because you don't understand her." Song Xinya said: "In the past, Fengfeng listened to me the most. She searched a few streets just to buy my favorite food. Whenever I cried, she would soften her heart..."

Song Xinya was still trapped in the time when she was in the midst of blessings and didn't know her blessings. She pulled Fu Sixue as if she was going to put her into a dog food bucket. Fu Sixue was speechless like never before, and rarely interrupted the other party: "Miss Song, she is no longer your "Fengfeng"."

"Why not, she will definitely change her mind!" Song Xinya stomped her feet angrily, "I did something wrong before, but in the past few years, my heart has never changed!"

Fu Sixue could only shake her head in her heart, it seems that Mr. Ji is right, being in love with a young girl is troublesome, you never know when she will grow up.

Before leaving, she intentionally took a look at Song Xinya's hair.

Long and curly, with blond hair scattered on her chest, she looks mature and charming, but her young face is still pure.

The author has something to say: imagine your ex saying "I want to get you back!" in front of Mr. Ji

Just thinking about it, "Hiss——"

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