After the apocalypse boss enters the entertainment industry novel

Qin Jingye put the fruit basket on the side cabinet, pulled up a chair and sat down carelessly.

As they got closer, Song Zhulan saw that there was even a red silk and gold lettering written on the fruit basket: All members of the crew of "Drunken Moon" wish Song Zhulan a speedy recovery.

The handwriting is strong enough to penetrate the back of the paper, and it is a pair of unrefined cursive, full of charm.

"I wrote it," Qin Jingye said with a smile, "how about it, it's not bad."

"It's beautiful." Song Zhulan praised sincerely, and then said: "Thank you."

Beiyang Central Hospital is no different than other places. It is a private hospital with high medical standards. Most celebrities come here when they are sick.Therefore, there are often paparazzi outside the hospital, wanting to capture the hottest news.

Celebrities naturally don't want to be photographed, and they are basically fully armed before they come, and they will never let others recognize them.Before Song Zhulan came to the hospital, Jiang Xiaofeng dragged her to put on sunglasses and a mask, and walked out the back door.

But Qin Jingye didn't bring any equipment, and even carried a large fruit basket tied with red silk to brazenly walk with his assistant.

Once he did this, the rumors that Song Zhulan was kicked out of the crew by him were self-defeating.By the afternoon at the latest, the wind direction of public opinion should have changed.

And not long ago, the clarification draft of the crew of "Drunk Bright Moon" should have been released.

Song Zhulan didn't care much about the news made up by the media, but Qin Jingye came forward to help him express his opinion, which was beyond his expectation.

"It's just a matter of writing two words casually," Qin Jingye said lazily, picking out an orange from a crowd of fruits and peeling it. "Speaking of which, I'm sorry for not clarifying the rumors to you in time."

"It's okay," Song Zhulan said, and asked after a moment of pondering, "Did something happen to the crew today?"

Otherwise, as a director, Qin Jingye shouldn't have appeared in the hospital.

Qin Jingye nodded: "Today the male lead finished filming, and the last part was a circus. We just finished filming and planned to call it a day, but the horse was frightened for some reason, and immediately threw him off."

"He did a simple treatment at the film and television city, found that his arm was broken, and was sent to the Central Hospital. Not long after he arrived, he saw your assistant and stopped by to visit you."

He finished peeling the oranges in two or three steps, took off the tangerines bit by bit, and then handed the oranges to Song Zhulan: "There was supposed to be a wrap-up banquet, but it ended up being ruined. I've already prepared the wine, the red ones." There are white ones, who knew they would come here today!"

Song Zhulan said: "The final banquet can always be held again. Brother Zheng fell off the horse and only injured his arm, which is considered a blessing in misfortune. Where does Brother Zheng live? I will go and see him later."

"Then there's no need, I'll pass it on for you and it's over," Qin Jingye held him down, "You're also a sick patient, I've heard what your assistant said. The stomach problem is taking care of itself, so let's rest for a few days , When you are well, let's have a meal together, and I will introduce you to my friend."

Song Zhulan did not refuse: "Then I would like to thank Director Qin."

"Why are you polite?" Qin Jingye patted Song Zhulan on the shoulder, and suddenly saw a copy of "Ancient Poems and Essays Essential for College Entrance Examination (75 Poems)" next to the hospital bed, and wondered, "Are you still reciting ancient poems? "

Song Zhulan let out a "hmm".

Speaking of it, the ancient poems really gave him a bit of a headache.

Although his memory is good, but there are too many Chinese and historical materials, even if he memorizes them within two weeks, it is not a small workload for him, not to mention there are still scenes to be filmed.

When Qin Jingye mentioned it, he asked casually: "Does Director Qin have any experience with memorizing these things?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Qin Jingye looked at Song Zhulan with a look that looked like a ghost.

"What can I know? I get a headache when I see them!"

"I haven't memorized many ancient poems."

"To be honest, I chose to study abroad, and a large part of the reason was that I didn't want to memorize these things..."

Song Zhulan: ...

Since he and Qin Jingye have met each other these few times, although the other party has a bit of a temper, he is daring and courageous, he is meticulous in his work, and even very talented.

With all these things added together, he forgot how ignorant this person was in the first ten years of his life.

The two language experts looked at each other, and in the end it was Qin Jingye who laughed first.

"If you can't memorize it, you won't be able to memorize it. It's not a big deal. Look at me, I'm also working as my director, and now I'm making an ancient movie."

"I'm a person who doesn't want to do things so far. I just want to be happy for a while. Some people may look down on me, but I just want to be happy. What others think and think of me..."

"None of my business."

Song Zhulan thought, so it was for this reason.

Having said so much and made such a big circle, I finally came to comfort him because I was afraid that he would be affected by malicious speeches on the Internet.

Song Zhulan has been here for so many years in the apocalypse, all the negative news plus the messy family situation and career situation of the original body are just some annoying little troubles in his eyes.

The troubles he doesn't like will be solved step by step sooner or later.

It was a novel feeling for Song Zhulan that someone came over to comfort him because of this kind of thing, and it was a bit interesting.

Song Zhulan broke off a piece of orange and put it in his mouth.

The tangerines have been cleaned up, and the tangerine flesh has a fruity fragrance, slightly sweet in the mouth.

Early on Thursday morning, Song Zhulan arrived at the crew of "Sweet Youth" on time.

The original work of "Sweet Youth" is a typical campus romance novel by Mary Su. It was once very popular, but now that the popularity has gone down, it can only be adapted into a web drama.

Mary Su's campus text does not fit the reality. In order to match the tone of the full text, the crew deliberately chose a newly built campus film and television city in the suburbs of Beiyang.

Song Zhulan looked from a distance, and saw several well-arranged European-style small western-style buildings.

There is a pure white stone arch at the gate of the campus, and there are flower beds and a huge musical fountain not far away.

The word exaggeration is everywhere.

Just arrived at 08:30, many production crews in the film and television city had already turned on their phones, and the male and female protagonists in exquisite small suits were wrestling and kissing, hugging and circling, and the school bully male protagonist with a wicked smile was staged all over the campus.

Song Zhulan: ...

Looking at it this way, he is quite satisfied with his role.

Zhao Bin picked him up as the second male lead in "Sweet Youth" and also the number one villain of the show.

The second male, Chu Yu, is the chairman of the third-year student union, and the protagonist, Chu Fanhuai, is a half-brother.

This is a typical hypocrite who is gentle on the surface, but actually hides his knife in his smile. When he is deliberately competing with the hero for the family property, he has repeatedly tried to achieve his goal by hurting the heroine.

In such a school drama where all the members are in love with Mary Su, Chu Yu, who has repeatedly neglected to do anything, naturally attracted the most firepower, and was scolded by fans of the original work.

Song Zhulan has no dissatisfaction with this role.

As the ultimate boss, Chu Yu is a rare character in the whole play whose IQ is online part of the time, which is rare enough.More importantly, his lines are not too many, and he is relatively easy to memorize, which made Song Zhulan, who was already troubled by the language and history, breathe a sigh of relief.

Along the way, it was Jiang Xiaofeng who was nervously lecturing to Song Zhulan, and deliberately found a lot of clips of classic villains for him to watch, including but not limited to Jiang Mouyan, who slaughtered the characters until only the title of the play was left, A certain president who wears gold-rimmed glasses and loves orthopedics, and Han Mouba, a perverted doctor with high IQ who loves cannibalism.

It wasn't until the nanny car stopped that Song Zhulan was finally let go.

He got out of the car first, and opened the door for Song Zhulan. The thin young man stepped out of the car and smiled at him: "Thank you, Brother Xiaofeng."

The smile is elegant and dignified.

Jiang Xiaofeng subconsciously felt that all his previous efforts had been wasted: This smile is too good-looking, he doesn't look like a villain!

But when he looked at Song Zhulan, he saw a flash of coldness in those light-colored eyes.

It was a look of pride mixed with disdain, although it was only fleeting, but Jiang Xiaofeng clearly felt the pride and ruthlessness of the person in front of him hidden under the elegant mask.

He froze for a moment, and then realized that this is Chu Yu!

On the surface, the trustworthy and kind-hearted student council president is actually the ruthless and unscrupulous illegitimate son of a wealthy family.

There is no need for an expensive suit, a deliberately made back hair, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, just a word, a look, and Song Zhulan interprets this role to the extreme.

When did his artiste become so good at acting?

After a while, the staff of the crew had arrived.

They followed Song Zhulan to the lounge. Today there is a scene where the villain boss confronts the hero, and he needs to put on makeup first.

In the actor's lounge, the heroine Lin Yao was already there.After seeing Song Zhulan, she waved her hand and said hello, and then she was glared at by the accompanying manager.

Song Zhulan ignored the cannibalistic eyes of the heroine's agent, smiled at the heroine, sat in her seat and began to put on makeup.

School dramas don't need too gorgeous makeup, it's just that Song Zhulan's complexion is not good, and he needs to adjust his complexion, but his skin is too fair, and there is no suitable color number for a while.

While the makeup artist was searching for the liquid foundation, Song Zhulan took out her mobile phone, found "The Road to Shu" and recited it silently.

Just as he was seeing "The Yellow Crane's Flying Can't Pass", there was a burst of noise from the door of the lounge.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the agent who had glared at the leading actress just now sounded eagerly.

"Xiao Lin is here? How are you doing recently? It's almost a model. How are you preparing?"

Rong Lin took off his coat and just sat down next to Song Zhulan, and smiled at his manager, "I'm pretty confident, there shouldn't be any problem getting into the Film Academy, and I'll be my brother and sister with Sister Lin Yao by then. "

Lin Yao's manager patted her own artist: "That's good, Xiao Lin, if you have any questions when you are acting, you can also ask your senior sister Yaoyao, don't be shy."

Jiang Xiaofeng whispered in Song Zhulan's ear: "Lin Yao's company wanted her and Rong Lin to be fired as CP, but she didn't agree. I heard that she had a bit of trouble with her manager. It's a pity that Lin Yao is a good actor. "

Song Zhulan gave a faint "hmm", her eyes were still glued to the phone screen, reciting the poem attentively.

This made Jiang Xiaofeng very worried.

It is a good thing to study hard, but it is too wrong to study hard.

Song Zhulan has a bad reputation, except for Rong Lin, who wants to suck blood, everyone obviously avoids him.If things go on like this, he can't find more resources and contacts in the entertainment industry, and the situation will only become more and more difficult.

But Jiang Xiaofeng couldn't bear to have such a good child kept being blackmailed by the whole network.

He was thinking of persuading Song Zhulan in a tactful way, communicate more with the crew and develop contacts, when Rong Lin next door spoke again.

"Brother Lan, after all these years, we finally cooperated again."