celebrity effect

The Tang Dynasty Hall is located in the first room at the end of the corridor. Xing Yang took half a step back and asked Zong Zhengqian to choose a seat.Officials pay attention to the rules of seating, whoever sits at the door and who sits in front of the window has a saying. Xing Yang is quite impatient with these useless things. Usually Zongzhengqian sits where he sits. He sits beside Zongzhengqian. error.

Zong Zhengqian chose a seat not far from the window and the door, and she said with a smile, "Whoever treats guests will take the seat."

Xing Yang sat on Zongzhengqian's left hand, Zongzheng Runwen sat on Zongzhengqian's right hand, and the upper seat facing the door was vacant.Zongzheng Shuwen stretched out his hand to pull the chair, but Zongzheng Runwen glared at him, and withdrew his hand embarrassingly. He sat aggrieved at the door, which was the legendary next seat.

The upper seat due east is not occupied, but the serving seat at the door is occupied, which looks very sick no matter how you look at it.There was a round table for eight people in the middle of the Tang Dynasty hall. Four people squeezed on one side, and the other side was empty. Xing Yang looked around, feeling a little embarrassed, and he said, "I'll go and sit on the opposite side."

Zongzheng Runwen took advantage of the situation and said, "Xiao Yang and I sit on the side."

The formation became an eight-person table with four people sitting in the four corners, making it even more empty.

"Shuwen, go out and find the waiters and let them serve the food." Zongzheng Runwen said.

Obviously he is the young birthday star who is the focus of everyone's attention today, and has been reduced to an errand runner who rushes to serve food, Zongzheng Shuwen stood up silently and walked out of the box.He knew that Zongzheng Runwen paid him out on purpose, so he went to the waiter and said something, and went to the corridor to smoke alone.

"Let's talk." Zong Zhengqian said.

"I have encountered something recently, and I want to ask my cousin Yangyang for help." Zongzheng Runwen said.

Xing Yang looked at Zongzheng Runwen, he is a person in the system, why would he ask for help from public relations.The two people's industries are very different from each other. They both say that they are separated by mountains. The system and the entertainment circle are simply one in Xinjiang and the other in Hainan.

"Does my cousin know about Qiu Hesong?" Zongzheng Runwen asked.

Qianxing News, the weekly meeting of the Entertainment Journalism Group.

Shao Zhixing sat on one side of the rectangular conference table, he looked at the laptop screen and asked, "Did you find anything new last week?"

There were nine reporters sitting around the conference table, and Jin Su raised her hand: "I'm preparing for Zhao Xueer's exclusive interview tomorrow."

Meng Yuqi said: "I'm reviewing the matter of Li Chenqian and Yao He."

The rest of the reporters spoke one by one, and it was the turn of Zhang Kui, a thin male reporter, who whispered, "I took a photo."

"Whose photo?" Shao Zhixing asked.

"Qiu Hesong." Zhang Kui said, "I photographed him drinking with a group of wealthy second generations."

Qiu Hesong, a wonderful flower in the domestic entertainment industry, has amazing acting skills and a lot of resources.Generally speaking, bad acting skills will inevitably lead to poor box office, but he is different, his box office is not high, but the difference is not much worse.And there are a lot of resources, and it will be either the male lead or the second male lead, one after another is bad, and the next is bad, with repeated defeats and repeated defeats.

This kind of spirit has made countless audiences admire, they went into the movie theater one after another to appreciate Qiu Hesong's demeanor, and then walked out of the movie theater with a disheveled face and posted on the circle of friends [regret, asking is very regretful].

Qiu Hesong's acting skills are always so bad that they don't expect it to be so bad. Even if the audience lowers their psychological expectations infinitely, they can still be shocked by Qiu Hesong's performance and reorganize their three views-it turns out that this kind of person can also film, so I will go I can too.

Then the major talent shows ushered in a wave of registration peaks, which is called the first law of Qiu Hesong.

Shao Zhixing asked: "What do you think Qiu and Song are doing?"

"...accompanying wine?" Zhang Kui guessed.

Qiu Hesong's acting skills are terrible, his face is gorgeous, and he looks like a white-faced boy, delicate and graceful, and girls in the fan circle jokingly call him "stupid beauty".It's okay to look at the face, but not to look at the acting skills.

"Dig deep into his affairs this week." Shao Zhixing said, "I think it's very valuable."

With Shao Zhixing's affirmation, Zhang Kui was full of energy, and he said in a confident voice: "Okay!"

"Qiu and Song are familiar." Xing Yang said, "The acting genius?"

"...Yes." Zongzheng Runwen said, "He was photographed."

"Is he your little lover?" Xing Yang asked.No way, the system has requirements for personal life. Zongzheng Runwen has a lover, and he is also a lover in the entertainment industry. This must not be investigated by the Disciplinary Committee.

"No, no." Zongzheng Runwen repeatedly denied, and he said, "We are friends."

"Friend?" Xing Yang raised his eyebrows, "If you lie in front of me, I can't help you."

Zongzheng Runwen scratched his head, he didn't know how to describe this relationship, so he said: "I have a group of friends who played with each other since childhood, Xie Linbian, Hua Qicao and others."

The surnames listed are all dignitaries, Xing Yang nodded.

"Everyone has more or less small businesses." Zongzheng Runwen twitched his fingers, "We need some special channels to go..." He dragged his voice.

"Washing white." Xing Yang continued.

Zongzheng Runwen was noncommittal, he said: "Qiu and Song are our partners."

The income from operating some gray industries needs channels to be laundered, and a group of powerful people are eyeing filmmaking.This is the fundamental reason why Qiu Hesong's poor acting skills have so many resources. Actors with good acting skills can earn a living on their own and don't need to participate in the tightrope walking business.

"Qiu Hesong was photographed eating with your friends." Xing Yang said.

"Yes." Zongzheng Runwen said, "I don't know what will happen in the future, so I came to ask you for help."

Xing Yang looked at Zong Zhengqian, who said, "Let's think about it."

"Sister-in-law." Seeing that Zongzheng Qian didn't answer, Zongzheng Runwen was a little anxious, "Once this matter is exposed..."

"Did you participate?" Zong Zhengqian asked.

"I..." Zongzheng Runwen stammered, "I'm here."

"What are you going to do?" Zong Zhengqian asked.

"I'm going to see what projects I can invest in..." Zongzheng Runwen's voice became smaller and smaller.

"So you were also photographed." Zong Zhengqian said.

"Maybe, I don't know." Zongzheng Runwen said, "I'm sitting in the corner."

Zong Zhengqian nodded, not saying to help, not saying not to help.

The waiters filed in with plates, and Zongzheng Shuwen stood at the door and poked his head: "Brother."

"Come in." Zongzheng Runwen forced a smile, "Don't worry, eat first."

Xing Yang was already hungry, so he picked up his chopsticks and ate.Zongzhengqian slowly picked up a piece of sea cucumber: "The dishes on this table must be quite expensive."

"Only our table has sea cucumber and abalone." Zongzheng Runwen said cautiously, "The price of each table is about [-]."

Zongzhengqian chuckled: "I'm not a disciplinary committee, so what are you afraid of?"

Zongzheng Runwen didn't dare to say anything. Zongzhengqian was not a discipline inspection committee, but if Zongzhengqian didn't accept the job, he would really go to see the discipline inspection committee.

Xing Yang ate all the sea cucumbers and abalones, and picked the most expensive ones and put them in his mouth in the spirit of whoring for nothing.He ate two bowls of rice, drank three cups of tea, burped, wiped his mouth and looked at Zong Zhengqian.

Zong Zhengqian asked, "Are you full?"

"En." Xing Yang nodded obediently.

"Talk to Qiu Hesong later." Zong Zhengqian said.

"Oh." Xing Yang said.

Zongzheng Runwen heaved a sigh of relief, the corners of his lips raised with a relaxed expression: "Cousin, eat more, if you don't have enough, go ahead."

Xing Yang refused, saying: "I'm full." He rested his cheeks and felt drowsy. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Zongzheng Shuwen who was busy cooking, and sneered inexplicably, "Let's serve another plate of sea cucumber to brother Shuwen."

The empty plate of sea cucumbers was transferred to Zongzheng Shuwen, and Zongzheng Shuwen suffocated, slandering Xing Yang for being such an uninformed and unpromising wild boy, more than half of a plate of sea cucumbers went into Xing Yang's stomach.But he didn't dare to say it, so he had to laugh and cheer: "Cousin has a good appetite."

Xing Yang deliberately responded to him: "I haven't eaten sea cucumber and abalone for a long time, and I have forgotten what it tastes like."

Zongzheng Shuwen was furious. He was actually a supporting role in his birthday party, and his fingers trembled with anger.

After a meal, four people have four thoughts, but Xing Yang is the most simple one among them. He only needs to eat and work, and doesn't need to think about political circles.

Zongzhengqian called Zongzheng Runwen away, she needed to know what kind of small business those wealthy children with lofty hearts were doing.Xing Yang and Zongzheng Shuwen were left at the dining table staring at each other. Zongzheng Shuwen put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm leaving."

"Don't you say goodbye to your cousin?" Xing Yang said with a smile.

"Don't go too far." Zongzheng Shuwen raised his eyebrows.

"If you don't yell, I'll call your brother back." Xing Yang fully demonstrated what it means to have a small belly and chicken intestines.

Zongzheng Shuwen's cheeks were flushed, and he stared at Xing Yang viciously: "Cousin, can I go outside to find friends to play?"

"Go." Xing Yang waved his hand shyly, like greeting a puppy.