Dress as the notorious Omega

In the end, Su Yan failed to realize his wish to go with Yuan Pingjiang to worship Jun Zhiqian's mother. He was called by Mr. Mo to the theater in advance to familiarize himself with the process.

Because you are a pregnant woman, you have to be careful about every detail.

From Mr. Mo's assistant's narration, Su Yan knew that Mr. Mo was a university professor of Jun Zhiqian and Yuan Pingjiang.

"Otherwise, why would the stern and selfless Mr. Mo agree to take on variety shows? He didn't think much of variety shows before..." Assistant Xiao Yu approached Su Yan and whispered, and then pursed his lips and smiled, "Mr. Make an exception, sir, don’t think about others..."

Su Yan thought it was fortunate that Yu Xiao didn't know that Mr. Mo had written a song for him. If he knew, his opinion of Mr. Mo would have changed dramatically.

"Don't look at Mr. Mo like this. In fact, he is a very nice person. He is the cold-faced and warm-hearted type."

Su Yan nodded, a little speechless.

Regardless of Jun Zhiqian or Mr. Mo, there are people close to them who say that they are not bad, but they are only ruthless when facing themselves?Su Yan didn't understand.

This feeling of being targeted by everyone is really bad.

Su Yan stood on tiptoe to look for Mr. Mo in the crowd, but failed. There seemed to be more and more staff entering the theater. I heard people talking about the actors entering the group today.

Xiao Yu was worried about what happened to Su Yan, so he quickly pulled him to a corner, observed Su Yan's expression, and said, "Don't you know that the leading role is joining the cast today?"

Su Yan was stunned for a moment, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Ah," Yu Yu slapped his head, "Maybe Mr. Mo forgot to tell you. The casting work has been completed within this year, and Su Qing and Chi Yingdi are the protagonists."

Su Yan was even more at a loss, and asked, "Su Qing?"

"Yeah." Yu Yu answered very simply.

It is understandable to invite Chi Fengsheng and Su Yan, but to invite Su Qing, Su Yan feels that the operation is very confusing.

"There are many dancers who are better at acting than him..."

"But they didn't get out of the circle." Xiao Yu interrupted Su Yan, and smiled helplessly, "This is the reality. A drama must not only have acting skills, but also have traffic."

Seeing that Su Yan remained silent, Yu Yu shrugged, "Who do you think the crowds of fans outside are here to see?"

Xiao Yu thought that Su Yan was jealous of Su Qing before he said what he said just now, so he patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Mr. Su, you were also very good back then, and the fans who picked you up at the airport almost had a stampede, which caused a sensation at home and abroad... "

No matter how you hear this, it sounds like you are blackmailing yourself.

If Su Yan hadn't known that Yu Yu was outspoken, he would have almost hung him up on anti-criminal websites himself.

"Okay, don't talk about Chen Zhima's rotten millet." Su Yan waved his hand to stop Yu's words.

Seeing that the security guards in the theater began to control the order, Su Yan thought about it and felt that the stage was not his home field, so it would be better to hide in the backstage.

Thinking of this, Su Yan got up, turned around and walked to the backstage, and Yu Yu followed closely after seeing him leave.

In the backstage of the theater, apart from the dressing room and studio on the first floor, it is the rest area for everyone. The staff live on the second and third floors, and the performers live on the fourth and fifth floors. There are elevators leading to the fourth and fifth floors. There are special guards.

Su Yan came to the recording studio, and when he pushed the door, he met Mr. Mo walking out.

Seeing Su Yan, Mr. Mo looked him up and down, frowned, "Why are you here so late?"

"Standing outside..."

"Stop talking." Mr. Mo interrupted Su Yan's defense simply and rudely, pushed the door open, and shook his chin, "Come in."

Su Yan looked at Yu, and with a nervous expression, Yu pushed his arm from behind, signaling him to stop talking, just follow in.

In the recording studio, everyone gathered together, and it seemed that the meeting had been going on for a while.

A script was stuffed in Su Yan's hand, and Mr. Mo casually pointed to the chair, "Sit."

He sat down obediently and glanced at the people around him, most of them were unfamiliar faces.

"...This is the director, choreographer, chief designer...the music director is not here, where is the technical director? Technical director?!" Yuan Pingjiang muttered something, and suddenly opened the door and shouted out loudly.

Yu Yu got up, because of guilt, his voice was very low: "Old Wu told me that he was stuck in traffic..."

"Tsk!" Mr. Mo's head stuck out, and Su Yan only heard a loud stagger.

The next second, Mr. Mo slammed the door shut with a bang, sighed deeply, and gestured to the chief designer, "Go on."

"...Our entire rehearsal cycle is eight weeks. There is no need to follow the whole process of music. The music director will explain the specific arrangements to you. Let's take a look at the script together, and talk about the structure of the play and the overall performance..."

After the chief designer finished speaking, people began to express their opinions and opinions, and Mr. Mo wrote down the useful ones.

Perhaps it was because most of the production team didn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, and no one looked at Su Yan with colored glasses. Everyone was very friendly and the communication went smoothly.

Su Yan exchanged contact information with everyone, and turned off the social platforms for each other by the way.

The pre-discussion of the entire musical went smoothly, mainly because Mr. Mo is an expert in musicals and knows the creation process of a play well, so directing the play is naturally easy.

A staff member outside the door said that the actors were already waiting in the third conference room and asked Mr. Mo to host the script reading.

Mr. Mo left, and Su Yan chatted with the other staff for a long time before leaving.It was already evening when Yuan Pingjiang came to pick up Su Yan. The sky that had been gloomy for a long time finally cleared up, and the sky in the distance showed a faint pink.

Yu sent Su Yan to the entrance of the theater, saw Yuan Pingjiang, and went to the car to exchange greetings with him.

"How's it going today? I think Xiao Yu quite likes you." Getting in the car, Yuan Pingjiang asked sideways.

Su Yan shook her head, "That's it, the production team is very kind, and I also met the painter who won the award at the International Art Festival a while ago."

Su Yan occasionally pays attention to some literary and artistic affairs. The painter's works are indeed very beautiful. When Su Yan saw the painter in the conference room, he just felt incredible—he never thought that Mr. Mo could invite a world-famous master to personally Design choreography.

"Mr. Mo treats his work like a child, and of course requires perfection."

Hearing Yuan Pingjiang's words, Su Yan suddenly thought of other members of the production team. He took out his mobile phone and searched for the names of other people, and sure enough, he found that all of them had won international awards to some extent, and had countless works under their names.

On the other hand, Su Yan lowered her head to look at her bulging belly, squeezed it, feeling a little worried.

As if seeing Su Yan's worry, Yuan Pingjiang patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, everyone is easy to get along with. Here, they won't treat you differently."

"Mr. Mo is a person who concentrates on his work. He only focuses on his works. As for slander and slander, he doesn't care at all." Yuan Pingjiang pointed the steering wheel with his finger, "Don't worry, it's safer here than in China."

"Safe?" Su Yan frowned, and when he looked sideways at Yuan Pingjiang, Yuan Pingjiang also looked sideways at the rearview mirror, with the same expression.

Maybe it was because he was overthinking, Su Yan didn't ask any more questions, just sat quietly and played with his mobile phone.

It was a day after they officially moved into the theater, and the two of them didn't have many things, and Yuan Pingjiang's assistant moved everything after two trips.

After registering with the staff in charge of logistics, Su Yan walked around the theater.

Xiaolongtao and the staff who knew him greeted him when they passed by. Su Yan smiled friendly and felt at ease.

The environment here is indeed a little more relaxed than when participating in variety shows.

Entering the elevator, Su Yan wanted to stop on the third floor where she lived, but received a call from the director's assistant in the elevator.

The general idea is that Mr. Mo is waiting for him on the fifth floor and wants him to get to know the main character.

Su Yan really didn't know the main actors other than Su Qing, he thought about it, hung up the phone and pressed the fifth floor.

The elevator stopped quickly on the fifth floor, the door opened, and several black-clothed bodyguards stood guard at the entrance of the corridor, looking at Su Yan in unison.

"Um... I'm looking for Mr. Mo, he should be inside..."

Several people did not move, and Su Yan's nervous expression was reflected in the sunglasses.

"Mr. Mo is not here, please leave."

"But..." Su Yan took out her mobile phone and showed them her call records, "Look, the staff asked me to come up."

Several bodyguards remained indifferent, and took Su Yan's mobile phone with a stern face. The moment they saw the number, the headed bodyguard made a gesture, and a group of people surrounded Su Yan.

"This is the number of an illegitimate fan, why did he call you?"

Su Yan was taken aback for a moment—he suddenly realized that he might have been tricked.

Just as he was about to explain to himself, the glass door leading to the bedroom corridor was suddenly opened, and a girl with a work ID followed by several photographers appeared behind the bodyguards. It seemed that she had just finished the interview.

Seeing Su Yan being controlled, the girl's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly took pictures, snapping a few close-ups of Su Yan.

"Hey what are you doing—"

Su Yan couldn't say the second sentence, and was directly deprived of the right to speak by the bodyguard - a rag was stuffed in his mouth.

Su Yan smelled the scent from above, and almost spat on the bald bodyguard's face without taking a breath.

But he thought about it, and at this time, he would definitely not be able to vomit cleanly. If someone covered his mouth and stuffed the vomit back, it would be embarrassing.

Besides, the reporter in front of him was not kind, so he didn't seem to have any good intentions.

"Hmm..." Su Yan struggled from the bodyguard's control, but couldn't break free, and his arm was twisted even tighter.

"Hey, I said this person looks so familiar. It turns out to be the young master of the Su family." The female reporter twisted her waist and walked in front of Su Yan, and lifted Su Yan's chin, "Tsk tsk tsk, your little face stinks, and you've only been back for a few days Dare to contact the illegitimate student to punish us Su Qing? Really don't want to hang out in the circle?"

Ok?

No matter what the female reporter said, Su Yan felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't speak, so he could only glared at the female reporter, the muscles on his face were all straining.

Seeing that Su Yan was very angry, the female reporter chuckled contemptuously, took the DSLR directly, and took a few more photos of Su Yan being pressed to the ground.

"Su Yan, don't think that you will be able to turn around if you get a good reputation from participating in variety shows a while ago. We all remember the fact that you secretly took pictures of us Ah Qing's nude photos and sold them. You have to pay for what you did!"

Seeing the girl gnashing her teeth, Su Yan really wanted to cry this time - the incident of taking Su Qing's nude photos and selling them in the original book was planned by that scumbag Zhou Zhaonan, in order to force Su Qing to ask him for help .

This is great, it's all on my own head.

Su Yan bit the rag in her mouth hard, thinking angrily, this woman just bullies me so I can't speak!

[The author has something to say: Mr. Jun, where are you, Mr. Jun, come and save people

If you don't come again, your wife and children are gone

good night in advance