After the Stand-in Shou Faked His Death

When Qin Zhou came out of the office, the manager was still waiting outside.

The manager saw Qin Zhou, walked over, and asked, "What did Mr. Yuan tell you?"

Qin Zhou: "I just talked about work."

The manager frowned, and glanced vaguely at Qin Zhou's neck, but found no suspicious traces, and the clothes on his body were still in good condition.

The manager withdrew his gaze and asked, "How did you and Mr. Yuan know each other?"

Before Qin Zhou could speak, the manager continued, "You got a private invitation letter for the Yuan family's birthday party last time."

"You offended Mr. He this time, and Mr. Yuan is responsible for settling it." The manager frowned and asked, "What's the relationship between you and Mr. Yuan?"

"It doesn't matter." Qin Zhou's reaction was very flat.

Although he had met Mr. Yuan several times before, he only knew Mr. Yuan unilaterally and had never spoken to him. The two of them had only met each other until today.

Qin Zhou said: "It's also the first time I talked to Mr. Yuan today."

It's just that the agent wasn't very satisfied with the answer, so he changed the subject and said, "You know about the actor change in the promotional film, right?"

"Yes." Qin Zhou nodded.

"Prepare well these days."

"good."

Qin Zhou returned to the hotel and started preparing for the filming of the promotional video.

Due to the temporary adjustment of personnel, the filming period of the promotional film was delayed by one week.

On the day of the filming of the promotional film, Qin Zhou went to the set with his manager.

While in the car, Qin Zhou gave a USB flash drive to the manager.

Qin Zhou said: "Brother Zheng, Director He is recruiting actors for his new film. I recorded an audition video and I want to contribute it."

Director He's new film only revealed its name as "Jianghu", and the title of the casting video is "Dance".

It happened that he had learned a little classical dance before, so he recorded a video.

It's just that the contact information of Director He's email address has not been made public. Even a young [-]th-line actor can't get Director He's email address, so he can only ask his agent for help.

"Director He's new film?" The manager was a little surprised and took the USB flash drive over.

Qin Zhou: "I can't find Director He's email address, the company should have one, please Brother Zheng send it for me."

"Okay, I'll send it for you." The manager nodded.

After arriving at the set, Qin Zhou went to change clothes first.

Qin Zhou took the clothes from the logistics team and went to the locker room.

The dressing room is next to the dressing room. When Qin Zhou finished changing, he heard a faint conversation coming from the dressing room next door.

"Didn't you say that Qin Zhou offended Mr. He? Why did he still shoot this time..."

"I don't know, all the actors have changed, only Qin Zhou..."

"Qin Zhou's background is so big?"

"It seems that Mr. Yuan meant..."

"It's nice to have a background..."

Two makeup artists discuss gossip in the room.

Qin Zhou heard the voice next door, walked over and opened the door directly.

The two people in the dressing room looked over, and when they saw it was Qin Zhou, their expressions changed, but they quickly put on a smile and greeted warmly: "Brother Zhou!"

Qin Zhou responded casually, came to the chair, and prepared to put on makeup.

The two makeup artists looked at each other, not sure whether Qin Zhou had heard the conversation just now.

However, Qin Zhou's reaction seemed normal, so the makeup artist pretended nothing happened and put on Qin Zhou's makeup.

Qin Zhou closed his eyes and leaned back on the chair. After finishing his makeup, he prepared to go to shoot.

It's just that there was a small situation on the set of the set temporarily, and the set needed to be re-set, so Qin Zhou had to go back to the dressing room and continue to wait.

Qin Zhou leaned back in his chair and took out his mobile phone to check Weibo to pass the time.

And just as Qin Zhou was scrolling through Weibo, he heard someone knocking on the door.

The door of the dressing room was not closed, Qin Zhou looked up and saw Yuan Lie coming.

Qin Zhou got up and shouted: "Mr. Yuan."

Yuan Lie smiled, closed the door of the dressing room, took a chair and sat opposite Qin Zhou very naturally, and said gently, "I just passed by here, so I came here."

"Mr. Xu, do you need to talk?"

Qin Zhou frowned, glanced at the closed door, and said, "Mr. Yuan, it's easy to be misunderstood by you."

"Now there are a lot of rumors in the company." Qin Zhou reminded.

Yuan Lie didn't care about these things, he still smiled and said unhurriedly: "I just care more about my patients, after all, you haven't contacted me for a week."

Qin Zhou: "I'm fine."

Yuan Lie shook his head and said, "Mr. Xu, you have been suppressed for too long. I suggest you find a time so we can have a good chat."

Qin Zhou nodded politely, "If I have time, I will consider it."

Before Yuan Lie could speak, Qin Zhou hurriedly said, "Mr. Yuan, I'm going to work."

After speaking, Qin Zhou walked around and left the lounge.

The set was still being set up, so Qin Zhou found a place nearby and continued to wait.

Yuan Lie also came out of the lounge, looked at Qin Zhou, then turned his gaze away, and went downstairs first.

But when Yuan Lie came out of the building, he saw a familiar car parked across the road.

The car window was still open, Yuan Lie walked over and saw a figure in the back seat.

Yuan Lie smiled and said, "He always came to see Qin Zhou?"

He Yang didn't speak, just played with the lighter in his hand.

Yuan Lie was used to He Yang's indifference, so he didn't mind, so he just asked, "Mr. He, won't you go up and have a look?"

Only then did He Yang look up, and slowly said: "He doesn't like it."

Don't do things you don't like.

Yuan Lie nodded, and said, "If Mr. He wants to chase stars, you can consult Mr. Jiang Lin, he is very experienced."

Yuan Lie paused for a moment, and added: "If you need psychological counseling, Mr. He can also come to me at any time."

He Yang frowned in displeasure.

Yuan Lie smiled, turned and left without bothering anymore.

He Yang continued to sit in the car, looking at the building next to him.

This promotional film was shot by the He family, and the shooting location was in the studio on the seventh floor.

He Yang looked in the direction of the seventh floor, and finally got off the car.

There happened to be a flower shop nearby, so He Yang walked towards it.

The clerk was a girl in her 20s. Seeing a customer, she asked aloud, "What flowers do you want, sir?"

He Yang didn't say anything, just came to the side of the rose,

The roses are individually packaged one by one, and He Yang took out one from the inside.

The clerk quickly said: "The white rose was delivered just at noon, it is very fresh."

The clerk noticed the ring on the customer's left hand again, and enthusiastically said: "It's very suitable for a girlfriend!"

He Yang held the white rose and looked at it for a long time, but he still bought it.

He Yang took the flowers and came to the seventh floor.

The seventh floor was already being filmed, and when He Yang came over, he didn't attract attention.

He Yang stood far away from the periphery of the studio, did not go to disturb him, but just quietly looked at the young man in his field of vision.

In the middle of the set, the young man was wearing a white robe, covering his whole body tightly, with silver hair hanging down his chest.

With his back to the camera, the young man walked towards the distance step by step, the white robe on his body was blown up by the wind.

Suddenly, the young man turned his head, the hood on his head was drooped by the wind, his long silver hair fell down, and two pointed elf ears were exposed in the hair.

Director: "Yes!"

Qin Zhou relaxed instantly, and because he was blown by the blower for a long time, he hurried to the side.

The staff quickly handed over the hot water bottle, and Qin Zhou sat on a chair with the hot water bottle in his arms, gradually recovering.

The agent was by the side, staring at Qin Zhou for a long time, and said, "You have a pretty good look. When the time comes, the promotional video will be cast, and I will buy you a hot search for the prince of elves."

Qin Zhou didn't know much about marketing, so he just nodded and listened to his agent's arrangement.

Qin Zhou sat beside him for a while, and because the room was a little stuffy, he said, "Brother Zheng, I'm going out to get some air."

After speaking, Qin Zhou got up and walked towards the stairs.

But when Qin Zhou pushed open the door of the stairwell, he saw a figure sitting in the corridor.

The man was sitting on the steps with his back to the door, with red star points on his fingertips.

The man also heard the movement behind him, turned his head to look, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the figure at the door.

He Yang reacted quickly and stubbed out the cigarette.

"Sorry." He Yang got up and said in a low voice, "I didn't bother you, I just came to have a look."

"Mr. He." Qin Zhou's tone was very respectful, polite and distant: "You are an investor, you can come here anytime."

He Yang looked at the indifferent young man in front of him, walked up the steps, and still called out: "Banquet."

When Qin Zhou heard the name, he took a step back, "Mr. He, you will still recognize me as someone else."

He Yang lowered his eyes and did not speak.

He was right.

There are some things that they both know very well, but one side still refuses to admit it.

After a while, He Yang changed his tune and shouted: "Qin Zhou."

He Yang's voice was still a little difficult, as if he was not used to calling out this strange name.

The corridor fell silent, and the two of them had nothing to say.

On the other side of the set, the director was already calling the staff to prepare, so Qin Zhou said politely: "Mr. He, I'm going to work first."

Qin Zhou turned and left, and the door of the stairwell was closed again.

He Yang lowered his head and looked at the rose in his hand.

The white rose is still very fresh, but the flower still hasn't been sent out.

He Yang walked up the stairs slowly, opened the door and went out, came to the periphery of the studio, and looked at the elf.

There are still many staff nearby watching, discussing in low voices.

"Is his name Qin Zhou... a little nice..."

"This elf is too pretty..."

On the set, the elf stood in the middle of the snow, his long silver hair was blown up by the wind, and his face was still a little indifferent.

But it is such a cold and somewhat superior attitude, but it can attract everyone's attention.

He Yang listened to the voices from all around, unconsciously grasping the rose in his hand tighter and tighter.

I want to interrupt shooting.

I want to take the elf home and hide it.

But in the end, He Yang didn't do anything, he just turned around and left the set.

When passing the trash can, He Yang stopped.

Then, throw the roses in.