[Entertainment circle] The starlight in the pen is not as good as you

Although he imagined many kinds of situations after the meeting and did a lot of psychological construction, Yue Changlan still couldn't resist the sudden dizziness when he saw Mo Tongtong.

This dizziness seems to come from the brain, and it seems to come from the heart. The heart speeds up and stops suddenly, bringing a shortness of breath like asthma.

She closed her eyes briefly, and after opening them again, she made herself smile freely.

With such a smile and makeup, you probably can't see any flaws, right?

So in Mo Tongtong's eyes, Yue Changlan seemed to have indeed stepped out of the shadows, his face was not as pale as before, and he looked calm again.

Yue Changlan smiled as usual, with a gentle smile, and said, "Our heroine and screenwriter are here."

I don't know that the undercurrent between Mo Tongtong and Yue Changlan is turbulent. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is indeed a serious signing process.

Lu Sanbao and Chang Weiying sat face-to-face with Yue Changlan's assistant on a chair they didn't know where they came from with stern faces, and their brows became more and more wrinkled.

Later, the expressions of the two began to deviate, Lu Sanbao still had the same stern expression, while Chang Weiying's expression changed drastically, revealing an expression of anger.

He stood up suddenly and took the contract out of Lu Sanbao's hand, and then fell on the low table that he moved from nowhere.

At this time, Gu Zhanqiao found a small bench from the cabinet, and was asking Yue Changlan if he wanted to sit down.

Yue Changlan refused with a gentle smile. Before he could speak, Chang Weiying yelled out.

"What do you mean, look down on us?!"

Gu Zhanqiao was taken aback and looked at them in surprise.

Yue Changlan's assistants didn't even frown, as if they were still talking calmly: "I don't think there is anything wrong with our regulations, your resumes can't make us fully trust you."

Chang Weiying couldn't believe it: "This is our movie."

The assistant had a half-smile: "Modern movies are about to be released. There is never such a thing as a small studio. I think we should have a more worry-free cooperation."

"Is this what you call cooperation?"

Chang Weiying clicked on a certain article, leaned over and handed it to the assistant on the opposite side.

"If Party A has doubts about Party B's shooting method and shooting results, it can ask to change the director-yes, we think this is the basis of cooperation."

"What kind of foundation is this? This is an insult!" Chang Weiying jumped up and walked away from the table like a trapped animal.

The assistant was calm as usual: "Maybe you need to take a look at our resume."

Chang Weiying blushed.

Of course, he didn't need to read the other party's resume, because no one in the entertainment industry would not know the resume of Changlan Film and Television.

In the past ten years, there are few works that have occupied the top ratings and box office of all film and television dramas that are not produced by Changlan Film and Television.

It is true that in the past some people would say that this was because the script came from Mutong, but the longer its dominance occupies, the more it looks like an insurmountable mountain, and it has become a certain kind of benchmark.

People began to realize that most of today's film and television industry is dominated by Changlan. Whether it is special effects post-production or music promotion, only Changlan Film and Television can do the best.

As long as you think about it a little, you can understand that there is actually no equality between them.

Lu Sanbao held Chang Weiying, who was a little excited, and turned his gaze to Yue Changlan who was standing aside and looking out the window.

Sensing Lu Sanbao's gaze, Yue Changlan turned her head and smiled, and when she lowered her head slightly, her long hair slid off her shoulders like silk, as gentle and moving as if this text didn't come from her.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Lu Sanbao looked away first.

He smiled and said: "I'm sorry, my companion is a little excited, can we... communicate internally?"

He looked at Yue Changlan's assistant sincerely, but actually his eyes passed over the assistant and stopped on Yue Changlan's body.

The assistant looked back at Yue Changlan's expression.

Yue Changlan raised his eyebrows, nodded and said, "Of course."

She called her assistant and walked far across the room.

But even though she has gone far enough, because the room is too open and without shelter, people on both sides can still look at each other from a distance, let alone the sound.

Everyone: "..."

But whether it was Yue Changlan or Lu Sanbao who walked out the door, it seemed a little strange, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into an awkward silence.

At this time, Gu Zhanqiao suddenly stood up and raised his hands and said, "That Mr. Yue, go upstairs and have a cup of tea... shall we?"

Yue Changlan took a deep look at Gu Zhanqiao, then nodded.

After walking out, she asked: "...Is there any tea at home?"

Gu Zhanqiao just remembered that their family did not have tea.

She lost her voice for a moment and said, "Then do you want milk, juice, or coffee?"

A group of people went upstairs, each holding a disposable cup in a daze.

Of course, the stupefaction varies from person to person. Yue Changlan pulled one side of his hair behind his ear, propping his face with one hand in a contemplative pose; his assistant sat on the sofa and flipped through documents; Ji Yu lowered his head to play with his mobile phone; Gu Zhanqiao brought a table for dinner chair, leaning back and looking at the ceiling.

Mo Tongtong scanned the crowd, her mind gradually emptied.

When she was about to fall into her own thoughts, Yue Changlan suddenly said, "Speaking of which, we hope to decide on the male lead. Do you have any suggestions for other roles?"

Obviously, they had just talked about breaking up downstairs, but for some reason, Yue Changlan seemed certain that things would come to fruition.

Gu Zhanqiao looked up in a daze, and asked, "Eh? The male lead has been decided?"

Yue Changlan explained with a good temper: "It's just a suggestion. We hope it's Jiao Junxiang. You have cooperated before, so you shouldn't feel unfamiliar."

Gu Zhanqiao nodded ignorantly, and Mo Tongtong looked indifferent, which probably meant that it didn't matter.

Ji Yu looked around, and found that at this moment, he was the only one who understood the routine and could refute it!

She bit the bullet and said, "Jiao Junxiang is very handsome and popular with the audience, but isn't he too young?"

After all, the male protagonist in the original book is a mature man whose charm is beyond the chart just by reading the text.

Yue Changlan cast his eyes on Ji Yu, looked at it carefully for a moment, and showed a puzzled look: "This is...?"

Ji Yu was a little embarrassed.

Indeed, I don't have any role at all, so I interrupted rashly, it really seems very low-class.

So she lowered her head and decided to drink plain water quietly.

At this time, Gu Zhanqiao said: "She is my temporary assistant, you know, Lu Sanbao went to make a movie."

Ji Yu raised her head and looked at Gu Zhanqiao in shock.

Gu Zhanqiao smiled at her, her eyebrows curved, revealing a small row of white shell-like teeth.

Yue Changlan didn't ask any more questions, nodded and said, "It's normal for you to have concerns, but I don't think it's a big problem."

She tapped the paper cup lightly with her fingers, her fingers were as white as paper.

She could hardly keep smiling, she knew that she was anxious, and she thought highly of herself.

Almost seconds passed like years, until at a certain moment, she finally stood up.

"That's it, I think they've thought about it."

She knew that the other party would not refuse.

But I am different from Mo Tongtong, no matter what, I will not give them room to maneuver.

When they get a pie this big, they should know they'll be walking a tightrope afterwards.

Sure enough, after going downstairs, Lu Sanbao and Chang Weiying agreed to this, but thought that the boundaries needed more description.

The decision-making power cannot be placed on Changlan Film and Television, it should be placed on a third party.

"That's Tongtong." For the first time today, Yue Changlan called out Mo Tongtong's name.

Just by spitting out this name from the tip of her tongue, she felt a kind of bitterness creeping out from the root of her tongue.

I felt so sweet when I said this name before, but now it is the complete opposite and more intense bitterness.

She continued: "There's no better judge than her, is there?"

Both parties agreed on this point, and it was almost six o'clock at this time.

Celebrating hot pot and signing a contract really can't go together.

Everyone now only feels that the mood is complicated and difficult to distinguish, and it is extremely heavy.

At this time, Feng Jiang pushed the door in with a big bag of food.

"I bought something! Has the party started yet?!"

The enthusiastic smile froze on his face because of the condensed atmosphere in the room.

……

The atmosphere is indeed a bit weird.

What's even more strange is that even Yue Changlan's assistant left because he couldn't bear the feeling of being out of place, yet Yue Changlan still stayed here.

She said without blushing and heartbeat: "The next step is to cooperate, and there is nothing wrong with getting acquainted."

This is simply nonsense.

Because after saying such words, although Yue Changlan still had the look of a peaceful life and a carefree life, he didn't show any intention of being familiar.

She sat quietly by the window in a daze, and after a while said she was going to the bathroom to smoke a cigarette.

"Boss Yue looks very annoying." Ji Yu expressed his feelings when Yue Changlan walked to the bathroom.

"Yes, this person is super annoying, and he hates businessmen the most!" Chang Weiying gritted his teeth.

"...I mean what's bothering her."

"What troubles can she have! How can troubles squeeze the subordinates!"

"...I don't want to talk to irrational people."

Gu Zhanqiao heard Ji Yu's words, thought for a while, and walked to the bathroom.

Yue Changlan lit a cigarette, but in fact he didn't smoke any more. Instead, he watched the flickering fire without moving.

Because of Gu Zhanqiao's approaching, she suddenly raised her head, and when she saw Gu Zhanqiao, her eyes widened slightly, showing some surprise.

"Gu...Miss Gu."

Gu Zhanqiao squeezed the hem of her clothes uncomfortably, and said, "You can call me Qiaoqiao."

Yue Changlan returned to his usual appearance, showing a gentle and easy-going expression: "Qiao Qiao, do you want me to go out and help?"

Gu Zhanqiao shook her head quickly: "No need, in fact, there is nothing to be busy at all, I just--I'll tell you that it's ready to eat right away."

Yue Changlan pursed his lips and showed a smile: "Okay, then I'll go out later."

Gu Zhanqiao hesitated, not knowing what to say.

She didn't even know if Yue Changlan was her rival in love, even if she heard her confession to Mo Tongtong with her own ears.

She suddenly felt a little regretful, feeling that she shouldn't be standing here so abruptly.

Seeing that Gu Zhanqiao hadn't left, Yue Changlan tilted her head and asked in a low voice, "Are you worried about something?"

Gu Zhanqiao shook his head.

Yue Changlan asked again: "Do you hate me?"

Gu Zhanqiao shook her head again, she frowned and said, "Why do you think I hate you?"

Yue Changlan opened his mouth and did not speak.

She almost blurted out - because I hate you.

She finally swallowed this sentence, and said casually, as if she didn't think about anything: "Let's go out, I have forgotten, I have quit smoking for a long time."

She dimmed the cigarette in the sink and threw it into the trash can.