Bailian's stand-in has collapsed [Transmigration Book]

You really are not picky at all.

The bearded man swallowed the words silently.

The result was not what he expected.

Lin Jianqiu really has no friends.

As a big star who used to be famous, his contacts in the circle would never be at the level of introducing him to play a dead body.

Even worse than the dragon set.

The so-called "old friend" seems to want to deliberately see Lin Jianqiu's jokes, so he casually throws out such a very insulting suggestion to the former big star, "acting as a dead body".

Unexpectedly, Lin Jianqiu agreed without hesitation because he hit the snake with the stick.

"I've inquired about it, because the meaning of playing a dead body is not very good, so the salary is relatively high, but it's a pity that not every day there is a role of a dead body."

Lin Jianqiu was quite regretful when he said it, and the bearded man was speechless.

"Brother Lu, if you don't want to act as a dead body, there are other extras you can choose from. As long as you have a certificate and can enter, you don't have to worry about finding other suitable ones. Maybe you will have unexpected gains and become popular."

The bearded man subconsciously retorted: "I don't think about those things now."

Lin Jianqiu just looked at him and smiled.

The bearded man realized that he had overreacted, touched his beard, and coughed lightly: "Why do you suddenly want to be a group performer?"

Wouldn't it be embarrassing?

What if he meets an actor who has been on the same stage before, or even looked down upon by him...

It was simply the scene of a large-scale social death.

Considering the enthusiasm of those "old friends", Beard has no doubt that this kind of scene will eventually appear.

And there might be more than one.

But obviously Lin Jianqiu didn't care about this issue at all.

"Because I recently discovered another way to earn extra money. It's the most convenient way to go to places like film and television bases. Unfortunately, you need a certificate to get in. I didn't expect such a coincidence."

"The way you said to make extra money is to act as a dead body?" The bearded man asked hesitantly.

"Of course not." Lin Jianqiu bought a newspaper from a roadside newsstand, unfolded one page to show the bearded man, and smiled slightly, "Black and red are also red."

The bearded man inexplicably felt that his understanding of black and red must be different from that of normal people.

Yip's.

Ye Linyun saw the newspaper of the day on his desk.

The entertainment section was spread out on the table, and at a glance, Lin Jianqiu's haggard face occupied the largest section.

The dark circles under his eyes were as heavy as a giant panda, and the bloodshot eyes were clearly visible, as if he hadn't slept well for a few days, and his expression was obviously in a trance.

He was wearing a cheap roadside T-shirt, and the black and red print on the chest was faded and covered with dust, as if he had just rolled on the ground.

All kinds of valuable jewelry that he was wearing before were forced to return when he was kicked out, even the earrings were not forgotten, and his neck and wrists were empty.

At first glance, the people in the photo can only be described by the words "worry" and "poor".

After being kicked out of the house by Ye Linyun, Lin Jianqiu must have had a bad time.

Read on for a detailed report.

After Lin Jianqiu left Ye Linyun's house, he was penniless and forced to work with homeless people, sleeping in bridge holes late at night and handing out leaflets during the day. …

In short, what a "miserable" word.

Ye Linyun felt much better.

Rumors about Lin Jianqiu have been flying all over the Internet for a long time, and such rumors of being in such a state of distress have been spread with nose and eyes, but the forwarding and discussion of many marketing accounts on the Internet is still not as good as a paper newspaper report.

Even if it's just a gossip tabloid that is not very popular.

The assistant who bought the newspaper knocked on the door and came in, whispered a few words while covering the phone's microphone, glanced at the newspaper spread out on the table, and hung up the phone clearly.

"Second Young Master, I've already found out. That day Lin Jianqiu followed Master Wei into the clubhouse and then came out by himself. He didn't meet again after that, and Young Master Wei didn't mention it."

The assistant closed the door with his backhand, and his voice was very low: "It's probably because the sexist wanted to post back, but it didn't work out, and instead annoyed Master Wei."

"I also heard someone say that someone mentioned Lin Jianqiu in front of Young Master Wei after that, and he didn't seem very happy."

It seems that it was just a misunderstanding that Qian Wei picked Lin Jianqiu from Baidang Street.

Maybe it was a gimmick deliberately made by Lin himself, but now he picked up a brick and smashed his own foot.

Deserve it.

This is the fate of not being greedy enough to play tricks on him.

Ye Linyun snorted coldly, and asked again: "Where is Aze?"

The assistant knew that this was the main event, so he quickly replied: "Master Qi hasn't paid much attention to Lin Jianqiu's news these days. When he saw the newspaper in the morning, he just glanced at it and asked the servant to throw it away. It seems that there is nothing wrong with it." Happy."

In other words, it seems that the anger has disappeared.

Ye Linyun breathed a sigh of relief, and then said in a cold voice: "That's it, Lin Jianqiu doesn't have to keep an eye on him, just pass on a word from me, don't let me see him in the entertainment circle, and just watch the rest." He made it himself."

The assistant nodded in response, glanced at Ye Linyun's face, and then continued: "Also, Young Master Qi has been watching the news of Young Master Wei for the past two days, and is still watching the situation of their company today."

"Wei Congbai's idiot is not good at all." Ye Linyun frowned slightly, "Why do you care about him so much. You go back and tell Aze that I have already greeted everyone in the circle, and there is absolutely no way anyone will help him. It won't be long before his company will go bankrupt, just wait and see the excitement."

Before he finished speaking, he changed his mind: "Forget it, I'll go to Aze and talk to him in person later."

Ye Linyun was in a good mood, checked the time on his watch and got up.

After taking two steps, he turned back and picked up the newspaper on the table, ready to share the happiness with his new boyfriend.

At the same time, Wei Congbai's company.

During the lunch break, a group of people gathered in the conference room to eat boxed lunches, and from time to time glanced at Wei Congbai who was sitting on the other side, whispering.

"Look at the expression on the boss."

"Tsk, it can't be distressed."

"After all, that picture looks really miserable. The originally handsome face looks quite pitiful to me. My heart aches."

"Do you want to tell the boss that the picture is actually made by P?"

"Forget it, he is still bitter about not being able to recruit people to the company."

"It's not too arrogant to take the initiative to speak."

"You look like a real boss at first glance. It's too inferior to be in our company."

"That's true. It's awesome to be able to memorize all the materials in one night, and it's obvious that I understand it. A few questions are so professional that I'm confused."

"It's not that you looked down on others at the beginning and didn't make any preparations."

"Why don't you do a good job and don't want to be a vase star."

"We mortals don't understand the world of the boss, and the boss certainly doesn't understand it either."

"So let's say that this is not adding salt to the boss's wound."

……

Wei Congbai was oblivious to the aboveboard discussions under his hand, he frowned and stared at the newspaper in front of him in a daze.

It was the newspaper that spent a lot of time reporting how miserable Lin Jianqiu was after he lost power.

The media person's words were extremely provocative, and one could imagine the tears hidden in his eyes when facing that tired face.

He is so miserable, how could he not want to cry?

How could he not secretly hide and cry?

Deserve it.

Most of the people who eat melons have the mentality of watching the excitement filled with righteous indignation, wishing that this black-clad person would be as miserable as possible.

Only Wei Congbai despised Ye Linyun eight hundred times in his heart.

In the end, Lin Jianqiu was just a small shrimp. Although he might have been a bit scheming, Ye Linyun was the one who found a substitute, and it was Ye Linyun who indulged him in his pretense.

Once he found the rightful owner, Bai Yueguang, Ye Linyun didn't care about the old relationship at all, and wanted to drive this little shrimp to extinction.

Maybe Lin Jianqiu really did it on his own, and Ye Linyun's actions are not very commendable, it will only highlight his small-mindedness and his dark history of finding a substitute.

In the past, Wei Congbai would only laugh at Ye Linyun, and would not care about such an insignificant person like Lin Jianqiu.

But it wasn't long before this little man helped him.

Wei Congbai had just officially signed the contract with Mr. Wen, so he no longer had any worries.

It was at this time that when Wei Congbai saw the news that Lin Jianqiu was in a difficult situation, he was always thinking about his favor.

The others finished their meal while chatting, but the share in front of Wei Congbai did not move at all.

Wei Cong Bai suddenly raised his head and asked the new assistant: "Any other arrangements for this afternoon?"

The assistant quickly replied: "Visiting the factory under the Shaw Group that is interested in cooperation is the itinerary that was scheduled last month, but so far the other party has not actively contacted."

At that time, Wei Congbai was still troubled by the precarious future of the company, and finally managed to get an appointment with someone in the industry who did not avoid him so much.

However, the other party's attitude was indifferent, and he was let go of several appointments. Wei Congbai gritted his teeth and admitted it for the sake of the company.

Wei Congbai snapped the newspaper shut and stood up.

"Push it for me." Wei Congbai put on his coat and hurried out, "I have something to go out."

The assistant froze for a moment, and when he remembered and nodded, Wei Congbai had already opened the door and left.

The others looked at each other and understood.

"Go and find Lin Jianqiu."

"Absolutely."

Wei Congbai really went to find Lin Jianqiu.

The newspaper reported Lin Jianqiu's recent situation very clearly, including that he entered the film and television base in the west of the city two days ago as a group performer, and he also acted as a dead body for two consecutive days, showing his face for close-up.

The film and television base in the west of the city has very strict rules, and if you want to be a group performer, you have to be introduced by a relationship and get a pass.

But this rule is useless in front of the respectable young master.

Wei Congbai entered the arena in a high-profile sports car. The people guarding the door knew him and didn't dare to stop him. Hearing the intention of coming, he took the initiative to point out the direction for him.

"On the east side, the crew of the palace costume drama, the one with the red flag on the top of the city wall, and the extras usually stay outside the city wall."

The city wall is an old scene built artificially. Next to it is a small forest. There are trails in the forest, connecting several gazebos and a small square for group performances to rest.

When Wei Congbai walked over, it happened that Lin Jianqiu was standing in the corner talking to someone not far away.

Lin Jianqiu was probably playing a death row prisoner. He was dressed in a baggy white dress, dirty, and the corners were all torn off. It looked as if he had been pressed on the ground and rubbed back and forth several times.

The face was also covered with dust, and there were smudges here and there, which could only be described as embarrassing.

His eye sockets were even red, as if he had suffered all the humiliation, and he was about to cry in the next second.

Wei Congbai frowned, pushed aside the obstructing branches and walked over.

Lin Jianqiu raised his head at that moment, Wei Congbai thought he saw him, subconsciously stopped, wondering if this would make him feel more embarrassed.

However, Lin Jianqiu's gaze quickly passed him, and when he looked at the person in front of him, he smiled, like a standard business smile for customers.

"Have you got a photo?" Lin Jianqiu asked, and suggested solemnly, "Do you want to take another photo with a lunch box? It will look even worse."

The person in front of him made an "OK" gesture.

Lin Jianqiu also instructed him enthusiastically: "You have to raise the camera a little higher, so that the angle can take a more comprehensive picture-by the way, do you need to retouch the picture? I will also do it in the later stage. A whole set can be given to you. You can get a discount."

Wei Congbai: "..."

He knew that there was no need to sympathize with this guy!

Wei Congbai turned his head and left.