I, the emperor, aspired to the top of the entertainment industry

Xie Mingzhou put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said with a lazy smile, "What a coincidence."

I also met this man who wanted to rebuild his ancient capital, the big boss behind Fu's enterprise.

Everyone said that Boss Fu was unreasonable and held half of the business world.But after the situation in the variety show last time, and the high price he begged for his woodcarving, Xie Mingzhou was very curious about this boss.

"Boss Fu is also interested in this painting?" Xie Mingzhou asked with a smile.

Fu Chengu looked at Xie Mingzhou indifferently, and said unhurriedly: "How did you know that I am interested in painting?"

Is it possible that you are still interested in the person in the painting?

Xie Mingzhou crossed his arms and looked at Fu Chengu with interest: "Mr. Fu knows who this painting is from? Who made it?"

Fu Chengu silently looked at the person in front of him for a while.

The waist is very thin.

The neckline of the white shirt was open with two buttons, revealing the delicate neck. Under the old yellow light in the store, the handsome face became whiter and more translucent, and the lips were dark red, with a classic and cold atmosphere.

If this person was born in the painting, he should have the same aura as Emperor Ming.

Fu Chengu slowly looked away, looked at the year of the painting on the wall, and stated: "668, the ruler of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Ming."

Xie Mingzhou raised his eyebrows lightly. This President Fu doesn't talk much, but he does have some research on history.

Especially when he was in power.

"Then Mr. Fu knows which artist it is from?" Xie Mingzhou asked with a smile.

Fu Chengu didn't say yes or no, but asked instead: "You know?"

Xie Mingzhou didn't answer, walked up to him, and chuckled lightly: "If I tell you, you give it to me, how about it?"

The warm breath swept across the side of his face, Fu Chengu narrowed his eyes lightly, he always didn't like people getting too close to him.But the thin lips of the person in front of him are naturally gorgeous, and the waistline is delicate.

Even the most abstinent man couldn't help but take a second look.

Fu Chengu's eyes darkened, he looked away calmly, and said lightly: "Continue."

Xie Mingzhou smiled and said: "It should be painted by the folk painter Mei Gong when Emperor Ming visited the east. Mei Gong is a talented figure painter in Lanzhou. His logo is the plum seal in the lower right corner."

A rare flash of surprise flashed across Fu Chengu's eyes

As far as he knows... it's pretty much the same.

The plum seal of this folk painter is not recorded in most history books, how does this person know?

Did he also read "Ming Emperor Chronicle"?

Seeing that Fu Chen was silent, Xie Mingzhou continued: "This Duke Mei was not well-known back then. Thanks to the death of Emperor Ming, Prime Minister Shen continued his 'policy of emphasizing literature' alone, so many painters emerged. And the grandson of Duke Mei... "

Xie Mingzhou paused.

"It's one of the eight great painters in the late Ming Dynasty." Fu Chengu's eyes were deep, and he slowly connected.

Now it was Xie Mingzhou's turn to be stunned.

When you meet your opponent, this guy knows everything.

The old man on the side was a little excited: "The store has been open for so many years, only Mr. Fu has recognized this plum seal. I didn't expect to meet the second one today!"

Xie Mingzhou looked at Fu Chengu thoughtfully, and after a while he waved his hands generously: "Forget it, seeing that you understand so well, it's not a loss for Emperor Ming to follow you."

After finishing speaking, Xie Mingzhou smiled casually and walked towards the door.

Fu Chengu raised his eyebrows, turned his head and said something to the old man in a low voice, the old man nodded, took it off carefully, rolled it into a circle and put it in the box, followed Xie Mingzhou with strides: "Sir, stop."

Xie Mingzhou turned around, and the old man handed over the box: "Here you are."

Scanning the painting in the old man's hand, it landed on Fu Chengu.

Obviously give him the painting.

This man... is pretty good at what he says.

"Thank you." Xie Mingzhou accepted the painting with a smile, took out his phone, "Swipe card?"

The old man smiled mysteriously: "No money, sir."

Xie Mingzhou was taken aback: "?"

The old man glanced at Boss Fu: "Boss Fu said he gave it to you, so it's like repaying the favor you gave him the wood carving."

"Oh?" Xie Mingzhou glanced at Fu Chengu with a delicate expression, "Why is the wood carving I made casually worth so much money?"

"Mr. Xie has great insights into the history of the Ming Dynasty." Fu Chengu, who had been silent all this time, said, walked up to him, lowered his eyes and locked him firmly, "If there is a chance, I would like to invite you to chat with me."

I had heard that Fu Chengu himself had a deep love for history, but I didn't expect to know so much about him, and I also admired his woodcarvings very much.

The previous prejudice against Fu Chengu was swept away, and Xie Mingzhou's eyes brightened: "Of course." No one can talk about the history of the Ming Dynasty better than him.

Xie Mingzhou had just finished acting, the messy hair on both sides added softness, and under the yellowish light, those peach blossom eyes were charming.

Fu Chengu saw the gods, and couldn't tell whether he was inside or outside the painting for a while.

"How do you know about this period of history, sir? You have also read the Chronicles of Emperor Ming?" After a long while, Fu Chengu asked thoughtfully.

"Emperor Ming Chronicle?" Xie Mingzhou raised his eyes.

Could it be that modern people wrote his secret history?

"Sir, haven't you seen it?" Fu Chengu's eyes were sharp.

This story was only mentioned in the Chronicle of Emperor Ming, how did Xie Mingzhou know about that...

"Oh, that book." Xie Mingzhou was acutely aware that if the conversation continued, the old ancestor's vest might have been stripped off by this smart man, so he changed his words, "The records are very complete, and the author is very talented."

Fu Chengu's doubts deepened.

"Ming Emperor Chronicle" obviously... has no signed author.

He glanced at Xie Mingzhou delicately.

Until Secretary Li outside the house entered the door, he respectfully reminded: "Mr. Fu, the meeting with Mr. Chen will start at nine o'clock."

It took a long time for Fu Chen to look back, and walked out with long legs, but he heard Xie Mingzhou lazily add: "Xie Mingzhou, my name is."

It's fate to meet this kid twice, but this guy always calls Mr. Mr. Mr., which sounds very unfamiliar.

Fu Chen suddenly paused, and the smile in his eyes was fleeting: "I know."

From the day he broke his "game", he knew it.

Xie Mingzhou was slightly taken aback.

After finishing speaking, Fu Chengu walked out of the antique shop with his secretary.

After going out, Secretary Li subconsciously reached out to help Mr. Fu carry the bag, but Mr. Fu was empty-handed.

Secretary Li looked puzzled, turned his head to look, and saw Fu Chengu rubbing the wood carving in his hand with his fingertips, his usually indifferent and calm eyes were soft.

The secretary was even more puzzled.

——President Fu's eyes like this... only happened when he was watching "Ming Emperor Chronicle".

In the early morning of the next day, Xie Mingzhou came to the set early again and greeted the staff with a smile on his face. Everyone was very impressed with this handsome and elegant actor.

The scene has not been set up yet, Xie Mingzhou is used to coming to the set earlier to familiarize himself with the environment, and he can also chat with Director Xu about the characters.

——Regarding acting skills, he has relied on the memory of the original owner and his true colors to perform until now.But he has officially entered this industry, and he is also hurrying up to practice every day, looking through materials, and getting familiar with the industry.

The last life was famous in history, and it will be the same in this life. If you want to do it, you must do it to the extreme.

Xie Mingzhou sat on the bench, read the script in his hand, took a sip of latte, and happened to catch a glimpse of Director Xu entering the venue.

Director Xu glanced at him with a sullen face, then quickly put aside.

Xie Mingzhou paused slightly. Although Director Xu's attitude was as strict as ever in the past few days, his expression had never been so...serious.

Xie Mingzhou stood up and greeted Director Xu as usual: "Morning Director Xu."

Director Xu stopped walking when he heard the sound, and looked at the person in front of him with a complicated expression.

In the morning, he received a call from Chen Xu's father, Mr. Chen, who personally pressured him to replace Xie Mingzhou's role.

It should be a breeze for a small actor with no background to be replaced.

But Director Xu was silent.

Xie Mingzhou is obviously an actor who is confused to the core of the earth, and it is difficult to turn around in a short time. How could he provoke so many big shots to block him, first Fu Yan, and then Mr. Chen.

If Fu Yan's pressure has not affected the fundamental interests of the crew, and Mr. Chen is one of the direct capital of the crew, everyone has to obey his words, and now the entire crew is still filming in other film and television studios.

The contract is about to expire, in a word, their entire crew has to leave.

Director Xu looked at Xie Mingzhou with a look of embarrassment on his face. He really likes this child.

He looks good, has strong acting skills, and has a free and easy personality.

But the interests of the entire crew were in front of him, and it was his last drama, so he had no choice but to give up.

Director Xu walked in front of Xie Mingzhou, and said with difficulty: "Mingzhou."

Xie Mingzhou raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong, Director Xu?"

"You..." Director Xu hesitated for a moment, clenched his hands into fists, "Xie Mingzhou, the situation of the crew has changed, and we temporarily... terminate the cooperation with you. According to the contract, you will be paid a penny or a lot for the parts you have acted in. "

In short, you are fired.

Xie Mingzhou didn't let go of his reaction for a while, thinking that something was wrong with his acting, he turned his head to look at Chen Xu who walked in in a good mood, his heart flashed.

He is wandering alone in modern times, and he doesn't even have a brokerage company behind him, let alone resisting the management.

Xie Mingzhou lowered his long eyelashes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, without any stalking: "Then, thank Director Xu for his training, and I will cooperate with Director Xu again when I have the opportunity."

Xu Dao's heart moved, he took out a note and stuffed it into Xie Mingzhou's hand, and said in a low voice: "My friend's crew is just recruiting people, here is the contact information, they will definitely help you with my recommendation."

Xie Mingzhou took it in his hand, put his fingers together, and nodded towards Director Xu.

Director Xu's dilemma, he understands.

Xie Mingzhou walked slowly towards the dressing room, packed up the package and left.

Chen Xu smiled and walked to Xie Mingzhou's side, originally wanting to see Xie Mingzhou's weeping and embarrassed little face mocking him.

But unexpectedly, he saw an extremely calm and transparent face.

Chen Xu narrowed his eyes, trying to break Xie Mingzhou's calm "mask", pretending to be kind and said: "Ming Zhou, yesterday's action scene was taught very well, do you want to be my action stand-in in the future?"

Eyes full of schadenfreude.

Seeing his triumphant expression, Xie Mingzhou wanted to laugh a little, as if he was looking at a clown.

After experiencing the ups and downs of the previous life, he was calmed by everyone in his heart, so it was not so easy to be defeated.

Seeing that Xie Mingzhou was unmoved, Chen Xu snorted and turned his head.

A minion who was kicked out of the crew dared to be so arrogant.

The assistant director in the distance saw Chen Xu's arrogant appearance, and got angry: "You are so angry, you are suppressing young actors everywhere because of your family background, and you are playing big names in the crew, who is really rich and who is the master?"

Director Xu silently withdrew his gaze: "Sometimes, you have to be lucky if you want to be popular."

He is like this, he has been ups and downs for ten years, and he has tried his best in every drama, but the drama he made just couldn't be popular.

Looking at Xie Mingzhou's back, he felt the same, and felt extremely sad.

Xie Mingzhou finished receiving his small salary, carried the box, smiled and waved at everyone, and walked towards the door with reluctant eyes.

There was wailing on the set.

"Woooo, why did little brother leave! He acted so well, woooo! Such a good young Emperor Ming! I'll never see you again, the young man you admire!"

"I can't see Mr. Xie's beauty. It's so sad."

"I heard that he offended the crown prince of the Chen family!"

"It's disgusting!"

Xie Mingzhou was tall and straight, walked to the door, and a person walked in front of him.

"Mr. Xie Mingzhou wait." The man called him urgently.