I really can't stand him crying [entertainment circle]

There are tens of thousands of Internet celebrities in the entertainment circle, but less than one percent or one thousandth of them are well-known by the audience.Yu Yang is not trying to excuse himself, soaring to the sky is a miracle. In fact, many managers are willing to take over the artists he has managed? It is a recognition of his ability and vision.

Yu Yang used one word to describe this phenomenon in the entertainment circle,? Stone Gambling.

The artists are the rough stones, and the broker is the craftsman responsible for cutting the rough stones.

With a knife, the original stone-gray shell was cut open, revealing a corner of emerald green inside.Then the artists got rid of their original identities and began to call themselves emeralds.

I am a piece of jade,? Artists who haven't finished polishing feel that their status is soaring, and they can't wait to break away from the identity of the original stone and jump into the jade circle.

As a result, some brokers turned into stone betting businessmen, and sold only a corner of emerald green rough stones as beautiful jade, and fans became buyers.

But the rough stone is a rough stone after all, before the shell is completely peeled off, no one knows whether there are more surprises or a flash in the pan under the emerald green.

Yu Yang is more like a craftsman who likes to make finished products. He slowly cuts open the rough stone and designs the most suitable finished product according to the characteristics of the jade inside.

To him, Zong Ji is a piece of uncut jade, a piece of uncut jade that can be seen through the thin stone layer facing the sun.

"I just finished handing over the last artist in my hand. I want to sign you into the company. This is what I thought 5 minutes ago. Now, I want to be your independent agent."

"There is no company,? It's just me. We don't sign the whole contract, nor do we sign part of the contract. I will represent you in all affairs and give you complete freedom. When the time is right, we will directly establish a studio."

"I want to cooperate with you. You have nine,? I have one. I can't guarantee that you will go the fastest, but I will definitely make you go the most stable."

After Yu Yang finished speaking in one breath, he drank tea to calm his excited nerves, and his rapidly beating heart gradually calmed down.It was so exciting, he wiped the sweat off his forehead as if he had just come off the court.

The waiter knocked on the door to serve the food, and filled Yu Yang's teacup half full: "You can think about it slowly, instead of answering me now, you can just speak up if you have any questions."

Yu Yang's proposal was like a bomb exploding in Zong Ji's mind. He hummed in bewilderment and grabbed his chopsticks twice before picking up his chopsticks.

With a rumbling stomach, Zong Ji concentrated on eating, and the two chatted about other things in the middle, and didn't mention a word about the signing.

After removing the empty plate, Yu Yang asked the waiter to bring some fruit.

Washed and peeled crisp peaches are cut into crescent shapes, and the pale pink flesh exudes a sweet color.

"Brother Yang." Zong Ji's address made Yu Yang smile instantly, "Can you briefly tell me about your plan for me?"

Zong Ji didn't ask how fast he could walk, he just needed to walk up step by step.

"Do you want to be an actor or a star?" Before making plans, Yu Yang had to fully understand Zong Ji's thoughts.

"Actor." Zong Ji answered simply.

In the beginning, Zongji didn’t have any clear goals when he came to Northern Hebei. Liu Wang came here when he was in Northern Hebei, whether it was a trick or something else, no matter what Liu Wang asked him to do, as long as he could earn money as soon as possible to pay off the debt owed by his grandma’s funeral— — though no one needs him back.

But after he was really exposed to acting, he fell in love with this behavior of experiencing a different life through acting.

He also likes those fans who gather under his Weibo because of movies or other reasons.

It is even more satisfying for him to influence the emotions of the audience through the characters.What money can bring him is only a moment of joy. Only by making a breakthrough in the role and gaining the audience's approval can he enjoy it for a long time.

Zong Ji was a little embarrassed after speaking, as if he was a little vain.

"I see." Yu Yang didn't expect Zong Ji to be a bit of an idiot, so he took out the notebook he carried with him, unscrewed the pen cap and wrote a line on it.

Then he continued to ask Zong Ji: "Do you have any plans for a relationship? Do you want to fall in love, when do you plan to fall in love, and get married and have children..."

Zong Ji opened his eyes wide, did he have to think so far?

"I'm not in a relationship." Zong Ji blushed and shook his head.

"Then do you have someone you like?" Zong Ji was silent for a while, then continued to shake his head.

"Do you like boys or girls?"

"I'm a boy!" Why did Yu Yang ask him whether he likes boys or girls!

Hiss, Yu Yang took a deep breath, this kid must be too naive.Worried about affecting Zong Ji's orientation, Yu Yang resolutely skipped this topic: "If you ever have someone you like, remember to tell me."

Zong Ji's ears turned red.

But it's pure love, Yu Yang sighed secretly, and drew a dividing line on the paper: "Have you graduated from high school yet?"

According to Zong Ji's age, speech and behavior, and nearly a year of filming experience, Yu Yang guessed that his current identity should be a high school student, but he did not know why he had suspended his studies.

"No." Zong Ji bit his lower lip and gripped the edge of the table with his fingers, "Is this important?"

Yu Yang said seriously: "Perhaps when you reach the highest position, academic qualifications are just the icing on the cake for you. But you are just starting now, and I don't want it to become your black spot or even a roadblock that hinders your progress."

"I hope you can finish your college seriously. It doesn't matter what kind of college you are, but you can't just drop out of high school."

Yu Yang thought that Zong Ji didn't like studying, and he was like a parent teaching his children, telling him the benefits of studying more.

"I don't think you'd want to hear things like, 'What's the use of being a good actor, who hasn't graduated high school, and certainly can't be a human being'."

Even if Zong Ji's goal is to be an actor rather than a traffic star, the less black spots the better, and the problem of academic qualifications can be solved through hard work.

"Perhaps, would you like to tell me why?"

The expression on the boy's face was not resistance but sadness, as if there was something else hidden in it.Yu Yang slowed down his voice and made a posture of listening.

Zong Ji hesitated to speak several times. He and Yu Yang had only known each other for half a day. Although they were about to become very close co-workers and carers, they still had a sense of repulsion towards strangers in their hearts.

Yu Yang didn't force it: "You can tell me whenever you want to, but my opinion remains the same for now, you'd better continue your studies."

"Thank you Brother Yang, I will consider it."

Yu Yang looked at Zong Ji's ID card. He was still very young, so he participated in the films of Director Xu and Director Fang one after another, and his starting point was higher than many people.

And he has real acting skills, not just a vase of good looks.

If possible, Yu Yang plans to let Zong Jixian get acquainted in the film industry.After all, there is an unwritten chain of contempt in the entertainment circle, movies are bigger than TV series than online dramas.

However, there are more and more actors relying on the popularity of online dramas, and this chain of contempt is faintly breaking.

The two stayed in the box for nearly three hours. After making preliminary plans, Yu Yang put the notebook back in his backpack and took his mobile phone to the front desk to check out.

"I'll go back to resign in the afternoon and draw up our contract. If everything goes well, I'll come and see you next Monday."

Resignation has to be made one month in advance, but Yu Yang has accumulated annual leave, so he doesn't have to wait that long, he only needs to set aside a few days for personnel handover.

"By the way, do you have something to do tomorrow? If it's okay, I have two drama tickets here. You can take them to watch."

Yu Yang originally prepared the drama tickets for Shi You. He felt that taking him to the drama theater to experience what a real actor is, would give him a little more self-knowledge.

In the end, before he could take out the ticket, Shi You jumped ship and went to another agent.

Yu Yang handed the drama ticket to Zong Ji: "I'm still from Xinghe, so I won't go with you, otherwise it won't be good to be seen by others."

He made up his mind to resign and become Zong Ji's independent manager, and he couldn't tolerate any mistakes.

"Thank you Brother Yang." Zong Ji took the ticket and planned to ask Brother Wang if he was free tomorrow.

After solving the manager's problem, Zong Ji was in a good mood.

"Did you succeed in the audition?" Seeing him coming back, Liu Wang put down the clothes in his hand.

"No." Unexpectedly, Liu Wang was at home, Zong Ji was a little surprised, and then raised a smile, "I found a manager!"

Liu Wang's eyes widened: "Really?"

It couldn't be more true, Zong Ji met Yu Yang before the audition and talked about it until the two had finished eating, and then showed Liu Wang the plan Yu Yang made for him that he took on his phone.

Independent Broker?Can he do it?Liu Wang couldn't help doubting Yu Yang's ability.

"Anyway, try it first. The contract is very loose for me. It means that I get [-]% of the salary and find someone to help me."

So Liu Wang is more acceptable.

"Then give it a try." It's really impossible to find another one after "Light of the Night" is released, and Liu Wang didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"By the way, Brother Yang gave me two drama tickets. Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, Brother Wang, are you free?" Zong Ji looked at Liu Wang expectantly.

Liu Wang smiled hard: "I have something to do and I have to leave immediately. I may not be present when you sign the contract."

"Huh? Brother Wang, where are you going?" Zong Ji lowered his hand holding the drama ticket.

"My mother was hit by a car when she was riding a tricycle. Fortunately, there is nothing serious about it, just a little bruise. I'll go back and have a look."

Aunt Sun wanted to hide the call Liu Wang received at noon, but the car party insisted that the responsibility was entirely on Aunt Sun and demanded compensation from her.Aunt Sun, a village woman who is almost 60 years old, doesn't know so much. In a panic, she called Liu Wang, her son.

Liu Wang didn't want Zong Ji to know at first, he thought of a few excuses, such as what the crew thought he wanted to film with the crew or lead a group to perform on location, but after careful consideration, he found that there were many loopholes.

There is no production crew who has to lead the group leader when they go out on location. Besides, once he leaves, what will happen to the film and television city?

After thinking about it, Liu Wang still told Zong Ji the truth.

"Ah!" Zong Ji suddenly turned pale with shock, "I'll go back with you!"

Liu Wang just wanted to hide it from him because he didn't want him to follow him. The matter in his hand can be temporarily handed over to Sun Gui for help, but if Zong Ji leaves, if there is a play, no one can help him perform it.

"My brother is obedient, I can go back alone." Liu Wang grabbed Zong Ji's arm, "I'll be back soon, okay?"

"Then ask Auntie to start a video with me." Zong Ji was anxious in his heart, and Auntie Sun's injury made him extremely alarmed.

Liu Wang made a video call with Aunt Sun, and there was nothing wrong with it except for the bruise on his forehead.Knowing that Zong Ji would not be at ease unless he saw it with his own eyes, Liu Wang accompanied him to make a video call to Aunt Sun.

When she found out that it was her son who was calling, Aunt Sun connected without any precautions. Then, facing Shang Zongji's small face, she subconsciously covered the wound on her forehead with her hand: "Oh, didn't I tell Liu Wang not to tell you? Little Ji I'm fine, don't worry."

"Why didn't you tell me?" If he didn't happen to bump into Liu Wang to go out, the mother and son might really hide it, Zong Ji moved closer to the screen, "Ma'am, put your hand down and let me see."

"It's really nothing, a little scratch, it will be fine in two days." Aunt Sun put down her hand, "You are obedient, you don't need to come back."

If it weren't for the unreasonableness of the car driver, there wouldn't be so many things at all.

Liu Wang bought the high-speed rail two hours later, and after confirming that Aunt Sun was safe, Zong Ji took the initiative to send her downstairs.

Thinking about Mrs. Sun, Zong Ji didn't have the heart to make dinner, so he cooked some noodles casually.

After Liu Wang left, the house became empty. Although Zong Ji often stayed in the hotel alone, he felt completely different.

It takes less than 70 minutes to walk around every corner of the 2-square-meter house, which is less than one-third the size of his hometown, but Zong Ji feels that it is so empty that it makes people panic.

He sat on the bed in a daze for a while, and suddenly thought of something and jumped down to open the bottom drawer of the wardrobe.

He kept the flame lantern that Tang Qi gave him at the temple fair.

It took a long time to put it on, and after turning on the switch, the lantern gave off a very faint light, like ashes that were about to go out, Zong Ji plugged in the charging cable, and the spark started a prairie fire instantly.

The room seemed to be less empty, Zong Ji put the lantern by the bed and turned off the headlights in the bedroom.

I don't know if Tang Qi's location is going well, he hasn't responded to his message for a long time.

"Director Qi, I put your new phone on the table." Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Xiao Zhao stood two meters away from the door and talked to Qi Chongyan.

"Understood." The sound of water stopped, and Qi Chongyan, who was wrapped in a towel, shook off the water droplets on his hair. His chest and face that had not been exposed to the sun were of two shades.

Xiao Zhao lowered his head and looked at his uncurved chest muscles, hey.

Qi Chongyan's mobile phone was frozen in the desert and couldn't be turned on all the time. Xiao Zhao went to the mall to buy a new one for him as soon as he entered the city.

His face and clothes are still dusty, scratching his hair probably can dig out a few taels of yellow sand.Qi Chongyan told him to go back to rest, and he had nothing to do next.

"Director Qi, I'll change the medicine for you first." Xiao Zhao opened the medicine box and took out the anti-inflammatory medicine and bandage.

"No need." Qi Chongyan waved his hand, with hostility in his eyes.

"Then call me when you need to change it." Xiao Zhao quickly withdrew with the medicine box in hand. When the door closed, Qi Chongyan was changing the SIM card for the mobile phone with his upper body bare, showing a bit of impatience in his actions.

Finally, the boot settings are completed, the system comes with WeChat, Qi Chongyan logs in with his account, and the pop-up messages almost flood the screen.

In fact, during the ten days in the hinterland, the most tormenting thing for Qi Chongyan was not the scorching sun and wind and sand, but the absence of a net.

Yes, there is no network signal in the hinterland of the desert!The only thing keeping them in touch with the outside world is a satellite phone.

On the first day of arriving in the hinterland, everyone in the crew tried to find a signal with their mobile phones, but they all gave up later.Qi Chongyan also tried to find a signal, and then froze the phone.

Qi Chongyan didn't even look at anything else, and just clicked into the top dialog box.

Zong Ji sent him a total of ten messages. The frequency was neither high nor low, exactly one message per day. The main content was concerned about how he was doing on location, whether the shooting was going well, and whether he was safe.

There are also two messages that were sent and then retracted.

"The other party withdrew a message. Guess what was withdrawn."

Qi Chongyan also wanted to know what Zong Ji withdrew.

He typed a string of words, thinking about deleting them all, hesitantly clicked on the video call button, and moved up and down between "video call", "voice call" and "cancel".

Finally, the fingertip touched the top option.

Let's make a video call, just, I'd love to meet him.Qi Chongyan chose to follow his inner desire.

After dialing, Qi Chongyan couldn't help but feel a little nervous. His face at the moment appeared on the screen of his mobile phone. His skin was darkened by a degree, but his handsomeness was still intact.

Qi Chongyan smoothed it twice with his hands, not intending to dry it with a blower.

It will blow hair.

By the way, I haven't changed my clothes yet.

Qi Chongyan took out a t-shirt from the cabinet and put it on. The water on his body was still wet, and the cotton cloth was absorbed close to his skin, outlining the lines of his muscles.

The phone rang for a while before it was connected by the other side, and the enlarged face of the child appeared in the small video frame on the upper right.

Qi Chongyan zoomed in on Zong Ji's video frame, his manic mood was relieved, and the upturned corners of his mouth revealed his good mood.

"Did the outdoor scene go well?"

"how have you been?"

The two spoke at the same time, and Zong Jixian answered Qi Chongyan's question.

"It's okay, it's no different from before."

Zong Ji was also wearing a white T-shirt, leaning on the bed.

"It's all right, there was no signal at the place where the location was filmed before." Qi Chongyan explained the reason why he didn't reply to the message, "Are you at home? Didn't you pick up a new movie?"

"I participated in the audition, but I didn't pass." Zong Ji's tone was full of grievances that he didn't realize.

"What audition?" Qi Chongyan leaned on the bed like Zong Ji, his bones felt sore, he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

Qi Chongyan half-closed his eyelids, as if he could fall asleep at any time, but he still wanted to hear what the child had to say.

"Fu Fang directed by Zhang Yiwen." Zong Ji held back the urge to tell him all the troubles he had had recently.

He didn't figure out one joint before, that is why the other party is so good and is still a stand-in. Now it seems that he must have encountered something worse than himself.

Don't let him worry about it, he is already very tired.

Zong Ji recalled the experience of the morning in one sentence, and seeing Qi Chongyan on the screen who was extremely sleepy but forced himself to listen to his words, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"I'm a little sleepy, can I talk to you tomorrow?" Zong Ji yawned deliberately.

"En." Qi Chongyan responded with a voice out of his nose, and as soon as Zong Ji hung up, he fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was dawn the next day. What did he and the child talk about yesterday?

Everyone thinks that making Qi Chongyan's movie is tiring, but they don't know that the actors' fatigue is not even one-tenth of Qi Chongyan's.

When filming, Qi Chongyan was working, and the actors could rest after the filming, and Qi Chongyan was still busy. It can be said that every one of his films is painstaking work.

The number one box office and various awards are just the due rewards for his efforts.

Qi Chongyan tried his best to recall the conversation between the two last night. By the way, the child said that he participated in an audition and failed.

I remembered Zhang Yiwen's "Fufang".

Qi Chongyan usually doesn't pay attention to other directors. It doesn't matter to him what movies and TV series they make, and when they start broadcasting.Only other directors will pay attention to him and try not to collide with his works.

The name Zhang Yiwen has no impression in Qi Chongyan's memory, presumably he hasn't produced any outstanding works, it doesn't matter if he doesn't appear in any of his plays.

Looking at the time, at 05:30 in the morning, the daylight in Mingsha City is really long enough.

Zong Ji should still be sleeping at the moment, Qi Chongyan suppressed the desire to send him a message, and called the hotel receptionist from the landline beside the bed.

"Bring me a breakfast."

Qi Chongyan lived in the best suite in the hotel, he didn't like people to approach him, so the outer room was always empty, and Xiao Zhao opened another room alone.

When Xiao Zhao came to change Qi Chongyan's medicine with the medicine box, he had already had breakfast, his face was not ugly, and he stretched out his right hand very cooperatively.

When the gauze was removed, the edge of the wound that was soaked in water turned white, but fortunately there was no suppuration.Qi Chongyan didn't even frown when the irritating anti-inflammatory potion was applied to the wound.

Mr. Qi deserves to be a real man!

The author has something to say: Chun'er: I don't have anyone I like!

Director Qi: The sky is blue, and there are thousands of paper cranes outside the window

感谢在2021-06-10?00:00:27~2021-06-16?08:30:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Brad x Ishka? 5; Ah Jiang, Zongzi, your orange sister? 1;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!