Entertainment industry summer job

◎What the hell are you doing, kid◎

The rain in Muxi became heavier and heavier, often with dark clouds pouring through, lightning and thunder.

Ying also seldom goes out.

No one chats with him, no one cooks with him, only Peng Peng occasionally comes to bring him some chickens, ducks and goose eggs.

He obviously remembered Lucky's cooking method, but he couldn't make the same taste no matter what.

He became lonely and independent again, until a strange girl appeared at the door of his house.

It was night, and there was a lot of wind and rain.

Girls stand in the storm.She didn't have an umbrella, but her hair and clothes didn't show any trace of rain.She has her own enchantment to isolate the heavy rain.

The girl smiled when she saw Ying Ye.Her smile was too gentle and kind, like an octogenarian old woman, completely inconsistent with her appearance and age.

She walked up the stone steps, her steps were light and unaffected by the water under her feet.

"Xuesheng."

The girl called softly.

strange name.

Ying didn't respond either.

"It turned out to be Xiaoye."

"We know each other?"

The girl's eyebrows and eyes are so familiar, she seems to have known each other, and there is an indescribable kindness around her.After all, I have lost my memory, I don't know if it is an old friend.

"I don't know either."

The girl's speech is clouded and foggy, and she can't really hear it.

"May I come in and sit for a while?"

"Please come in." By mistake, Ying also invited the girl to his home.

She stood on the verandah and looked at the yard: "Wabi-sabi, born to die, it really is the yard designed by Xiao Zhe, it's not like this in my hometown."

Ying Zhe, the ancestor of the Ying family who founded the courtyard 600 years ago.

Girls call their ancestors Xiaozhe.

Ying also stared at the girl and looked her up and down: "Who are you? How do you know the ancestors of the Ying family?"

The girl didn't answer Ying Ye, and pointed to the snow grass in the distance: "Look at that snow grass, brave, honorable, and never forgetting, its frail body contains infinite power."

She raised her finger lightly, and a snow grass flower flew into her hand.

"Are you a mutant?"

Ying was also alert all of a sudden.

The girl held the flowers in front of her eyes, played with them carefully, but still did not answer Ying Ye.

"Xiao Ye, don't you want to go out and have a look? There are many people like you in the world, and you can help them."

"I don't even remember who I am, who can I help?"

"Didn't your father tell you about the history of the Ying family? That's right, what can you remember when you were only four years old when he left? I remember it before, but I don't remember it now."

——History of Ying's.

"Who are you?" Ying also asked.

"Passing passerby, do you believe me? Let me give you a push, and give you a push for your parents."

"Are you an old friend of my parents? No, no, how could the old friend of my parents call the ancestor of the Ying family at will."

"Xiao Ye, in Muxi for a lifetime, you won't recover your memory, let alone find a way forward. Could it be that you want to spend your whole life doing nothing?"

"Of course not." Ying replied decisively.

"Go out, they need you, luck needs you even more."

"Him?" Hearing Lucky's name, Ying was also a little dazed.

The girl smiled, and the snow grass in her hand fluttered down on the floor.

"There will be a period later."

After the girl said the last sentence, she walked out of the courtyard lightly, leaving Ying Ye alone standing there not knowing why.

He looks towards the door.

If he wasn't a staunch atheist, he would almost suspect that he had encountered a ghost in the middle of the night.

The evening wind blew fiercely, and the bamboo leaves rustled down. He bent down and picked up the thin snow grass left by the girl on the floor.

— the same people.

Beijing in half a month

In the north in July, the sun is hot, and the clear sky can be felt through a layer of window screens.

Lucky and You Hongkun sat at the tea table drinking water and chatting.

Mel and her mother, Qu Fang, are rolling out bread dumplings on the kitchen counter.

Leisure time after wrapping up.

"Where are you going to go next month?"

Lucky has a habit of finding a place to travel and adjust his breath after each filming. It's not because he is slow in acting.After years of shooting experience and talent, I have developed the ability to be lucky enough to get into a play and get out of a play faster. Compared with other actors, it takes several months or even half a year to make a play.

Lucky at most half a month.According to You Hongkun, it was purely because of leisure.

"Where are you going to play? I haven't thought about it. Let's make up for ten days of sleep first. I filmed this scene, and two-thirds of it was a big night. It shouldn't be called "Jiang Shang Qing Yun Ke", "The Black Painted Hacker" is almost the same .”

"I told you not to answer, but you didn't listen." Mel interjected, "A good life is just looking for trouble."

"Don't interrupt children when adults talk.".

"Slightly." Mel stuck out her tongue, turned her head and complained to Qu Fang, "Mom, put more salt in for a while and kill my dad."

Qu Fang smiled.

"Yes, I have something for you." Lucky remembered that the porcelain plate that Ying Ye told him was still in his hand, he got up and walked to the Bogu stand, raised his hand and took down the wooden box.

"What? Painting? Words?" You Hongkun asked.

"Porcelain. A kid thanked you for the Qinan incense, and asked me to give it to you." Lucky's tone was a little displeased, obviously the incense was given by him, but he couldn't get it at all, and what's more, Ying had disappeared from the world for more than a month , He didn't reply to any of the messages he sent.

"Why do I hear you talking so jealous?" You Hongkun took the wooden box and opened it, and put the porcelain plate on the coffee table.

"I want to see it too." Mel rubbed the flour on his hands, moved closer to Lucky, rolled his eyes, and felt that something Lucky just said was wrong.

"Little friend? Wait, I have never seen you use that 20 Qinan since I brought it to Muxi? Did you give it away?"

"Otherwise? I ate it?" Lucky spread his hands.

"You have no relatives and no reason in Muxi, where did you come from? There are no newcomers in the crew?" Mel became more and more confused when she thought about it, and in a flash of inspiration, she thought of someone: "Hey, is it, is it Ying Ye?"

The corners of Lucky's mouth curled up slightly.

"It's really him." Mel suddenly realized: "Did you know that Chu Ranhe went to look for him before we left Muxi?"

"I know, Chu Ranhe wants to sign him into Lechu."

"Not only that, do you know why Chu Ranhe is so determined to sign Ying Ye? Xiaomi sent Ying Ye's photo to someone who would read it, and he immediately appointed Ying Ye to play Wu Sang, and said that as long as Ying Ye played Wu Sang, " He gave Le Chu the film and television adaptation rights of "Underworld Knows the Bone."

"Give it away? Don't want a penny?" Lucky was surprised: "If I remember correctly, the copyright fee for "Underworld" is estimated to be 3000 million."

"That's right, 3000 million. The total investment of "The Blue Cloud Guest on the River" is only 8000 million, so Chu Ran and traveled thousands of miles to Muxi to come to talk with Ying Ye in person. No artist in Le Chu has ever enjoyed this kind of treatment."

"No wonder, it's not too early to be profitable."

The two were having a lively discussion, and You Hongkun stretched out his arms to greet Lucky.

"Brother, brother."

"Is there something wrong with the porcelain plate?" Lucky bent over to check.

"no problem."

"No problem, you accept it."

"No problem is the biggest problem." You Hongkun took off his glasses and said in a very sincere tone, "You send it back to the children, I can't take this porcelain plate away."

"What do you mean?"

You Hongkun pointed to the porcelain plate: "The Northern Song Dynasty Jun kiln Tianqing glaze plate is similar in style and sold for 72.5 yuan at Christie's autumn auction in Hong Kong last year."

"Huh?" Lucky and Mel questioned in unison.

"Brother, I don't know the family background of the kid you're talking about, but isn't he being too casual and generous in his actions? If you want to give away the fine porcelain of the Northern Song Dynasty, you can give it away?"

Lucky frowned slightly: "Maybe he doesn't know?"

Ying Ye knows whether he is lucky or not, he really doesn't know, he only knows that Ying Ye seldom plays cards according to common sense.

Lucky and You Hongkun were discussing whether to put more salt or soy sauce in the dumpling stuffing next time, Mel held the chopsticks of the dumplings and stopped in mid-air for three seconds. She shook her hands and the dumplings fell into the vinegar dish with a "plop", splashing vinegar juice are everywhere.

"Momo, what's going on?" Qu Fang took out a piece of paper to wipe off the vinegar juice.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"I told you several times not to look at your phone when eating, don't look at your phone." You Hongkun muttered.

"No, me." Mel looked at the phone screen, frowning slightly: "He."

Lucky asked, "Who?"

"Wait a minute, uncle, come here." Mel turned on the TV and cast the contents of the mobile phone to the TV.

An interview video, in which the sitting posture is correct, the figure is cold, and the face is dull and gloomy, luck is very familiar.

"Huh?" Lucky's expression changed suddenly: "Who sent it?"

"Xiaomi, she said that Ying also came to Beijing, and now in Lechu, Chu Ranhe has found a producer, investor and director and is interviewing him. What's the situation?"

Lucky stared at the screen intently, and he could feel the embarrassment of the scene through the screen.

The atmosphere is simply wandering at freezing point.

Investor No. 183 turned the paper over and asked three times with a face like you were teasing me: "Your resume is only two lines? Ying Ye, 1995cm, born in 2015, from Huangshan, Anhui, graduated in 20 Ph.D. in Molecular Bioengineering at MIT? A [-]-year-old MIT Ph.D.?"

Ying also replied lightly: "Sorry, I have amnesia and I only remember these things at the moment."

"Amnesia? Are you acting in a TV series?" Investor No. [-] couldn't help but ask the fourth question, and his facial expression became more and more exciting.

"Old Zhao, calm down, Xiaoying, right? Why do you want to enter the entertainment industry with your qualifications?" Investor No. [-] asked.

"Mr. Zhou, I think you have some misunderstanding. It's not that I want to join, but Director Chu invited me to come to Lechu."

"Secretary Bai?" Investor No. [-] looked at Bai Lei.

Bai Lei forced a smile: "President Zhou, that's right, I'm sorry I didn't explain it to you in advance."

"Have you watched "Underworld Knowing the Bones"?" the producer questioned.

"Mr. Xie, I can retell the whole book to you now without leaving a single blank."

"Oh, yes, yes." The producer put his hands on his chest and leaned back. Ying Ye replied that he hadn't expected it at all, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Ahem." Director Chen Keli was silent for a long time and said, "Okay, Ying Ye, what do you think of Wu Sang?"

"What do you think?" Ying Ye rolled his eyes, expressionless: "If you need me, Wu Sang is me."

The video ends abruptly.

Lucky put his forehead with his left hand and felt helpless: "What's the situation with Le Chu now?"

"Arguing."

"quarrel?"

"Xiaomi said that the producer, investor, director, Chu Ran and Sifang had a heated debate in the conference room, and both the investor and the producer thought that Ying

It's not suitable either, Chu Ran and Li Tui. "

"Where's Director Chen?"

"Director Chen thinks that Ying Ye's appearance, characteristics, and temperament are perfect, but he suspects that Ying Ye has no acting talent. If he really wants to act, he may need an old actor to lead him."

"The quarrel is over, the quarrel is over."

"result."

"Ah, now the four parties agree that Ying Ye will play Wu Sang. Xiaomi said that after signing the contract with Ying Ye, the copyright of "Underworld" will be transferred to Le Chu immediately."

"So, Ying also signed a contract with Le Chu today?"

"No, Ying also said that he would take the contract back to study and study, and we will talk about signing it tomorrow."

Cicadas buzzing outside the window, Lucky has a headache, what the hell are you doing, kid?