halva[entertainment]

Tang Anran and Song Ruowei were not familiar with each other, both of them had official smiles and greeted each other with handshakes, both of them looked very polite.

But the peaked cap is not satisfied with this, he wants to shoot something that can make a fuss.

Even if no one notices, he and the fat man still adhere to the "professionalism" of paparazzi, and the two of them are not too crowded, hiding in the back row of the car timidly, using the front seat to block their bodies, deliberately lowering their figures, He just poked out the camera furtively and focused on their target person tonight.

"Ding-dong-"

In the car, a sudden WeChat notification sound broke the silence, and the peaked cap was concentrating on pressing the shutter. Such a sudden sound made him tremble with guilt, and almost dropped the camera.

"Fuck!" He cursed in a low voice, and glared, "Scare me! Mute the phone, you fat man!"

"What are you panicking about?" the fat man lit a cigarette, and cast a contemptuous glance at his surprise, "They can't hear you at such a distance."

He fixed the high-power camera, with a cigarette in his mouth, and took out his mobile phone to read the news.

At this glance, he lost his composure, and secretly called out: "Damn it! The old man said they've got it."

The peaked cap quickly turned his head: "Did you squat down on the stone hammer in the girl group who had sex with the little boy?"

The chubby man exhaled the smoke ring, "Yes, Lao Ba said that after following the car all the way, he finally caught the two of them kissing in the car, and got off the car together and went back to that little boy's home."

"Tsk tsk tsk," the peaked cap was smashed, and the tone was a little sour, "This time, Lao Ba has made a lot of money. If those two want to buy the photos, according to their status and influence, No matter what the price is, it must go up to seven figures."

"Damn," the fat man flipped through the messages in the chat group, and cursed in a low voice, "Damn it, you said it would be great if we both went to chat with these two traffickers tonight, but it ended up being such a job for nothing. Son, the photos after taking the photos have to be handed over to the boss directly, and the old man can sit down with others to raise the price, but we can't even keep the photos."

"I can't help it. Is it possible that the task assigned by the boss can be ignored? Do you dare or I dare?" The first filming is finished, and we will follow Su Qingji in the future. With her popularity, our golden partner will make big news sooner or later. By then, you and I will be the top paparazzi in the entertainment industry. You need status to have status, you need status to have status, think about it, in the future, those celebrities will have to offer money to invite us to secretly take pictures for the sake of exposure, what a beautiful day that will be."

The fat man took a sharp puff of cigarette, and mocked indifferently: "You can just have a big spring and autumn dream, Su Qingji is well-known, but we haven't photographed her yet, we are photographing her two CP objects, It’s also inexplicable to accept this job, I really don’t know what fuss the boss can make with this photo.”

Obviously, the peaked cap is more passionate about his paparazzi career, and his mind is brighter. Thinking about the similarities between Tang Anran and Song Ruowei, he probably guessed what kind of photo his boss wanted. Observing the two of them, waiting for the desired angle and timing, he hooked a mysterious smile and said to his partner: "Hey, look at you, my photo will definitely be popular tomorrow."

The parking lot was quite quiet, and there were no cars coming in at this time. The cars of the two paparazzi were parked in a dark corner, well hidden. The assistant didn't notice anything unusual.

Song Ruowei was also going to get into the elevator, going in the same direction as Tang Anran. After the two greeted each other, they walked towards the elevator together at a distance of not too far. The smile on Song Ruowei's face looked natural and polite. Chatting: "It's so late, you just—"

There happened to be a drainage canal on the ground, and before she could finish her sentence, she sprained her foot and suddenly became unstable. The heel of her high-heeled shoes stepped into the gap in the iron fence, and she was about to fall backwards.

"Ah!" Song Ruowei exclaimed.

The assistants behind her were tense, and they all shouted nervously, "Sister Ruowei!"

The wheels of the suitcase were brought out with a rapid clatter.

Tang Anran was the closest to her, and when she heard the exclamation, she turned her head, quickly stretched out her hand to give her a hand, "Hey, be careful!"

"Haha! Got it!" The peaked cap hidden in the car saw this, his eyes lit up instantly, and he pressed the shutter to start continuous shooting.

Song Ruowei took Tang Anran's arm, swayed for a while, and did not fall down without any danger.

"Did you sprain your ankle?" Tang Anran looked at her ankle.

Song Ruowei stabilized her body, and waved her hand to let her not worry: "It's okay, it's okay," the corner of her mouth curved, and she even bowed slightly to Tang Anran, "Thank you, if you didn't give me a hand, maybe it would be too late." I sprained my ankle."

Song Ruowei has only debuted for one year, and is two years younger than Tang Anran, so he used honorifics to put himself in the position of a junior.

Tang Anran nodded, "You're welcome," she distanced herself, and reminded her friendlyly, "Watch the road carefully."

After such a small episode, the distance between the two of them walking side by side was slightly closer than before.

Song Ruowei picked up what he said just now, "You... just finished work?"

Just at the elevator door, Tang Anran pressed the elevator button, looked at her, and smiled, "Yes, I just finished filming today."

There are more than ten floors in the elevator, Tang Anran said casually, "Are you going to join the team?"

The people behind Song Ruowei pulled four or five 32-inch large suitcases in a mighty manner, packed with packages, as if they were moving house.

Song Ruowei glanced back at the assistants, and replied, "Well, there's a movie to be shot, and I'll be filming here for a while."

Tang Anran's net height is a few centimeters taller than hers, but at this moment she is wearing flat shoes and Song Ruowei is stepping on a high heel, so she is still a little taller than Tang Anran.

Song Ruowei looked around for a while, changed his standing posture, cleared his throat as if nothing had happened, raised his head with a smile and chatted: "It seems that the crew of "Jiangshanji" worked hard, and you only came out so late."

Tang Anran met her gaze, and Song Ruowei smiled gently, looking harmless to humans and animals, "Is Teacher Su very strict on the set?"

"Because I have to catch up with the schedule, so the workload is a bit heavier." Tang Anran did not answer her directly, but did Tai Chi: "You should know Teacher Su's character better than I do. Her work attitude in "Classic Starring" shows It's obvious, very serious and dedicated."

The meaning in Tang Anran's words was obviously that he didn't want to talk too much, and Song Ruowei was also sensible, so he responded with a smile, "Ha, yes, that's right."

The elevator went down unimpeded. Song Ruowei's assistants were carrying too many things and couldn't fit in. Tang Anran and Jing Xiaotao entered the elevator, and Song Ruowei followed in alone. Her assistants said they would come back later. Come up in stages.

Tang Anran and Jing Xiaotao's rooms were next to each other. Jing Xiaotao swiped her card to press the floor, and on the [-]th floor, Song Ruowei swiped her card to press the other floor.

It was quiet for a while, Song Ruowei glanced to the side, there was a picture of Su Qingji's endorsement posted in the elevator, Song Ruowei took a look, the elevator was surrounded by mirror designs, and turned his gaze to the side , she happened to see Tang Anran was also reading this ad.

The eyes of the two collided in the mirror.

Song Ruowei's lips moved suddenly, he hesitated to speak, "Ms. Su...she..."

"Huh?" Tang Anran crossed her arms and looked at her in the mirror.

Song Ruowei breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Does she... also live here now?"

Jing Xiaotao, who was standing behind, frowned immediately when she heard this.

Hearing this, Tang Anran took a special look at Song Ruo's only eyes, then shook her head with a smile, "She's not here, I just live near the film and television city because I have to catch up with work."

After getting the answer, Song Ruowei nodded slightly, with a hint of emotion hidden in his eyes, "Ah... so..."

Tang Anran's floor arrived first, and Song Ruowei pressed the door-open button of the elevator, and waved to her, "Goodbye, Teacher Tang."

Tang Anran turned her head, smiled and waved her hands twice, "Goodbye."

The elevator door closed slowly, and walked along the corridor to the room. Jing Xiaotao followed her, concentrating all the way. Suddenly, she said, "Sister, did you notice?"

"What did you find?" Tang Anran kept walking and glanced at his assistant.

"That's when Song Ruowei mentioned Teacher Su..." Jing Xiaotao didn't explain, but observed Tang Anran's expression.

Tang Anran smiled, "Well, I found out."

She herself has no plans to fall in love, and she doesn't want to think about emotional matters, but it doesn't mean she doesn't know anything about it. She is an actor anyway. When Song Ruowei mentioned Su Qingji, her micro-expressions were mirrors on all sides just now She couldn't hide the slightest bit in the elevator, even though she intentionally hid it, the look in her eyes showed clues for a certain moment.

Even my assistant can see it, how could she not find it.

During the broadcast of the "Classic Starring" program, Song Ruowei said in an interview that Su Qingji was a senior she had always liked. She said that she liked Su Qingji very much when she was watching "Southern Dynasty" when she was ten years old. I am also proud that I have been an old fan for 11 years.

The reporter questioned her, since she likes Su Yinghou so much, is there a reason for her to learn acting and enter the entertainment industry? Song Ruowei first officially answered that she really liked acting since she was a child, but she still fell into the reporter's cliché later. , admitted that it was influenced by Su Qingji.

Having liked her for so many years, even entering the entertainment industry because of her, Tang Anran shook her head, it seems that this is a little fan who has had a crush on Su Qingji for many years.

As expected of an actor known to all ages, this woman is really charming.

Jing Xiaotao was not as calm as she was, and murmured, "This man is really..."

"Huh? What did you say?" Tang Anran didn't hear clearly.

Jing Xiaotao curled her lips, "I want to say that this person really doesn't understand the rules, and you and her don't know each other well, so she inquired about Teacher Su without a word of conversation. It's not like you don't know anything after debuting for a year. Can you ask me anything?"

"Who hasn't been reckless before?" Tang Anran has always been good-tempered, and said in a reminiscing tone: "What can I understand in a year, I was not much better than her when I first debuted."

Jing Xiaotao looked at her deeply, and suddenly said, "I must have been convinced in my previous life that I can be with such a gentle and good-tempered boss like you."

Tang Anran was taken aback, "Why do you say that?"

Jing Xiaotao shook her head, "It's nothing, I suddenly feel emotional."

Tang Anran entered the door, Jing Xiaotao looked at the closed door, and said helplessly in her heart: "Can I not be emotional, even if I meet a rival in love, I won't be angry, should I sigh for Teacher Su?"

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On the second day, the three groups rushed to work, and the group in charge of Han Shanwen was not at ease. The crew only took a short break at noon, and the production staff directly served dinner on the set. Su Qingji closed his eyes for a while except for the pain when applying the medicine. , there is no free time throughout the day.

After work was over at six o'clock in the evening, she was exhausted. She had spoken lines all day, and her throat was tired. As soon as she got in the car, she sat in the back row, with her arms loosely folded on her chest, and she rested with her head tilted.

Xi Zhu was afraid of disturbing her, so he drove lightly, Su Qingji almost fell asleep, when waiting for the red light, a burst of hasty ringing broke the silence in the car abruptly.

She frowned, it was her own mobile phone, Xi Zhu had been keeping it for her just now, and now it was in the bag of the front passenger.

"Here you are." While waiting for the red light, Xi Zhu leaned over and took out the phone, and handed it back to her.

Su Qingji took it over and saw that it was his manager, Fu Jin.

Why did you call suddenly at this time, she answered in confusion: "Hello? What's the matter?"

As soon as Fu Jin got connected, he asked in a hurried tone: "Qing Ji, did you see the hot search?"

"Hot search? Bamboo." Su Qingji looked at Xi Zhu's eyes from the rearview mirror, Xi Zhu understood, and took out the ipad that was elusive, and handed it to her.

"Last night in the parking lot of Jingying Hotel, Teacher Tang was secretly photographed."

Su Qingji clicked on Weibo, and Fu Jin's words rang in her ears. When she heard about Tang Anran, she frowned slightly and paid more attention, "Wait a minute, let me see."

At the green light, the car started, and Su Qingji took a look at the hot search list.

The few words that were listed on the hot search No. 1 were completely unexpected to her.

【Tang Anran pushes Song Ruowei】

Su Qingji was taken aback for a moment, and asked in puzzlement, "Tang Anran and Song Ruowei?"

This hot search was a bit beyond her expectation, why are the two of them still connected?

Fu Jin's voice came: "Have you opened Weibo? Then check it out first."

Su Qingji hummed, and clicked on the trending search that is currently marked with a crimson [Burst].

[Entertainment No. [-] v: "New love and old love meet again? They actually fought? Last night..."]

There are nine photos at the bottom, Su Qingji clicks in to have a look.

The picture was dim and not too bright. The location was a parking lot. A few pictures were heavily watermarked, but it was still clear that the two people were Tang Anran and Song Ruowei.

Zooming in, the nine pictures were taken coherently. Tang Anran's complexion didn't seem to be very good, with a stern face, frowning, stretching his arms and leaning forward, while Song Ruowei looked panicked, Backwards, there are some arrows and words on the picture, marked around Tang Anran, deliberately implying that Tang Anran is pushing Song Ruowei.

Fu Jin's voice rang from the other end of the phone: "The account "Entertainment No. 15" was released 15 minutes ago. It was obviously intentional. It's only been [-] minutes, and many marketing accounts are following closely, and the other party is well prepared."

"Entertainment No. [-]?" Su Qingji heard the name of the Weibo account on the screen, and her tone became cold in an instant, her voice was disdainful, "Oh, it's him again?"

"It won't be someone else." Fu Jin affirmed her words.

Su Qingji flicked through some comments on Weibo, and with just a few unclear candid shots and a mouth full of rumors, the comments had no ability to discern, they all scolded Tang Anran one-sidedly, and pitied Song Ruowei one after another, It was obvious that she was accused of being criticized, her face was getting colder and colder, and the cold breath in her voice seemed to come through the phone, "Has your senior sister started public relations?"

She was talking about Chi Wen, Tang Anran's manager.

When Fu Jin heard her tone, she knew she was angry, "3 minutes ago, she told me that she had obtained the surveillance video from Jingying Hotel. The truth is that Teacher Tang and Song Ruowei met on the set last night. Song Ruowei Wei suddenly sprained her ankle, and Teacher Tang gave her a hand. This trending search is completely due to someone deliberately throwing dirty water, which is obviously a frame-up, and even the paparazzi went to stay in the spot beforehand."

There was a lot of smoke on Weibo, and Su Qingji was too lazy to continue reading. She turned off her iPad and threw it on the seat next to her. "Framed? You can't use such a low-end method to frame."

Her voice was a little hoarse after speaking the lines for a day, she coughed, and continued: "Chi Wen's monitoring went well, didn't she?"

It was only 15 minutes after the exposure, and Chi Wen got the monitoring 3 minutes ago, and it seems that there is no obstacle at all.

"Yes, it went well."

Su Qingji narrowed his eyes, "If his purpose is to frame Tang Anran, and he wants to pour dirty water on Tang Anran, then how could he not consider the matter of monitoring, so easy to get the monitoring for clarification, it can only show that he intends to Not here."

"You mean..."

"He's testing me," Su Qingji rubbed his temples, "testing my attitude."

In a certain music studio, a man with fair skin and peach blossom eyes was sitting on the boss chair, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. What's so good about your red wine, why does You Luo like this brand?"

He raised his head, drank half of the glass, and smashed the glass on the table.

If it wasn't for being able to catch up with You Luo, he wouldn't even want to drink a sip.

The assistant just knocked on the door and came in, startled by the sound, "What's wrong, brother?"

"It's okay." Gao Zirong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you finish talking with that woman? What did she say?"

The assistant raised the phone, "I have called three times, and she is unwilling to cooperate any more."

"Oh," Gao Zirong smiled disdainfully, "What a coward, were you scared at the beginning?"

"Have you explained to her clearly the remuneration I offered? If she cooperates with my hype, I can give her two high-level endorsements and provide her with contacts for filming. It is so beneficial to cooperate with me. Not interested?"

The assistant shook his head, "You also know that I have a three-inch tongue. I was in contact with that woman before, and she cooperated with us to break the news, but this time she changed her sex for some reason. The shells are useless, and I insist that I will never cooperate again."

"What's the reason?" Gao Zirong held the goblet and knocked on the table again and again.

"Hey, she said..." The assistant thought for a while, and didn't know how to open her mouth.

"What?" Gao Zirong put down the cup, leaned back, raised his legs and put them on the table, and raised his chin, "Say it."

"She said... she didn't want to make Su Qingji unhappy..."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Gao Zirong seemed to have heard some joke. He shook his head in disbelief, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "Don't want to make Su Qingji unhappy? Are you kidding me?"

The assistant was silent, and he also felt that this woman was stupid, that she would not accept this kind of cooperation, that she refused the door when the opportunity fell on her head, and the reason she gave was so childish.

"Forget it," Gao Zirong spread his hands indifferently, "She doesn't want to have other people, she just wishes how many people would want to do things for me."

"Naturally, this woman doesn't know what's good." The assistant nodded repeatedly, speaking according to his temper.

"Heh," suddenly, a hint of mischief flashed in his peach eyes, which were a little like Su Qingji's, "However, I, Gao Zirong, was also the one who refused if she wanted to?"

He squinted his glasses, glanced at the assistant standing beside him bowing respectfully, "Do you understand what to do?"

"Understood." The assistant nodded again and again, "It's not easy to get a small traffic that has just debuted, and I promise to make it beautiful for you."

Gao Zirong picked up a cigarette, and his assistant stepped forward to light it for him.

When the phone rang to remind him, Gao Zirong picked it up and took a look.

Su Qingji: [It seems that Mr. Gao is very busy recently, can't manage his dogs well? 】

"Hey," Gao Zirong asked his assistant while looking at the screen, holding a cigarette sideways, "How long has it been since the news broke?"

The assistant glanced at his watch, "26 minutes."

Gao Zirong squinted his eyes in confusion, "It took less than half an hour to find him? This time is really interesting."

He typed a line: 【What is my cousin talking about? 】

Su Qingji sneered a little, seeing him pretending to be stupid here, and not playing around with him, and cut straight to the point: [What happened to the trending search, don't I need to send you a screenshot?The first arm of your entertainment is quite long. 】

In the previous Huo Xinge incident, as well as the gossip, Su Qingji knew that Gao Zirong was behind the scenes, but he never found him. This time, it was the first time that Su Qingji directly picked it out.

Gao Zirong had plans in his mind about Su Qingji's reaction this time, but he pretended not to know: [I just finished rehearsing for Luoluo's concert, I didn't read Weibo, what happened to the first article on entertainment?It is in my name, but I usually don't ask, what happened to be so angry? 】

Su Qingji expressed his position very clearly: 【Isn’t it? I don't mind taking action to discipline it for its owner. 】

"Cut," exhaled a puff of smoke, and Gao Zirong threw the phone on the table angrily, and said contemptuously: "You are arrogant every day, let's see how long you can be arrogant."

His assistant was afraid of being angered, so he pushed back a little. Gao Zirong raised his eyelids and looked at him coldly, "That woman, what you said just now, what do you want to do?"

The assistant was a little emboldened by his gaze, afraid that he would make a mistake, so he stammered, "This..."

"Take away a few roles from her, and just teach her a few lessons." Gao Zirong flicked the cigarette ash, and said in a strange tone: "I'm really afraid that a certain young lady will come to ask me about my crimes."

Su Qingji finished his expression with Gao Zirong with a firm stance, locked the phone screen, and said to the front: "Zhuzi, turn around and go back."

Xi Zhu was taken aback, "Is this going home?"

"Driving back," Su Qingji closed his eyes and flattened the seat, "Go to the three sets of studios."

Tang Anran should still be on the set now, and his work has been confiscated.