her rose

Cheng Yingwei ate his meal, and went back to the screening room and suffered another round of mental abuse, so that when the words "screening ended" appeared on the screen, he felt like he was reborn as a human being.

After the film screening, it was time for the main creators in white to discuss the filming situation with the senior management.

Cheng Ying sat in a private meeting room with the director, screenwriter, and Hua Ran, who was haunted for some reason.

Four people gathered around a round table, looking at each other.

The director poked at the screenwriter, but the screenwriter pretended not to see it, only Hua Ran was full of confidence.

She looked at Cheng Ying with a smile, "I think it's not bad, what do you think?"

It took Cheng Ying half a second to reflect whether she was being sarcastic or sincere.

The messy plot, crazy acting skills, and the heroine who can't wait to dominate the screen the whole time, the only ending of this show is that everyone on the crew is notorious for insulting the audience's IQ and eyesight. Shang Cheng's reputation.

She looked into Hua Ran's eyes, Hua Ran's eyes were very pure, it was a kind of purity that was well protected, the kind of purity that didn't know the sufferings of the world, beauty, ugliness, good and evil.

The elders used their wealth to create a utopia for the little princess, where she could do whatever she wanted, and she was the center of the world. She was confident and shining every day, and no one dared to say anything bad about her.

Such a person is also purely bad, because she doesn't think there is anything wrong with trampling on someone she hates.

What she hates is what the world hates, that person must have committed a heinous crime.

Cheng Ying suddenly laughed, very heartily.

"Sister-in-law, what's the point, this movie is not only good, it's simply the best fairy tale movie I've ever seen, your acting is so good, I almost cried several times, next year's drama queen will definitely be you!"

Director Yuan stared dumbfounded at Cheng Ying blowing rainbow fart madly.

How low is the IQ or how thick the skin is to do such a thing.

Hua Ran was elated, and cast a sidelong glance at the screenwriter, "I'll just say that it's right to change it that way, Xiao Cheng is still a major."

The screenwriter didn't dare to speak, and didn't want to speak, he wanted to change careers.

Cheng Ying continued to work hard, "Ah, so my sister-in-law asked me to change this script. I said why is it so good-looking? The original script was too procrastinated, and so many branches are useless. Anyway, those audiences like to eat sweets, so I deleted them all." Just right!"

An hour had passed after Cheng Ying had praised this show from head to toe, which would be complained of hot eyes even if it was played in the toilet.

Hua Ran, who was satisfied with being photographed, drifted away. Director Yuan looked at the smiling Cheng Ying with admiration before leaving.

In order to please those in power at home, these dandies really care about their face.

The shameless Cheng Ying slumped back to her seat after everyone left.

If Cheng Mantou has hands, he must feel if she has a fever at this time, "Shadow, don't you look stupid?"

Cheng Ying picked up the ice water on the table and drank it all, showing a warm smile, "If you want to make it perish, first make it crazy, this child has never been beaten by society, when she jumps to the highest point, kick her Kick it down, know it hurts, and the problem will be cured.”

Cheng Mantou didn't know what was going on, and wanted to ask again, but was attracted by a picture on the monitor that he possessed.

"Hey, big beauty? A woman dragged her! Into a room, huh?"

Cheng Mantou originally wanted to directly call up the monitor in that room, but he couldn't connect to it.

"The surveillance in that room should be broken." She tried again, but had no choice but to admit defeat.

After all, no matter how clever she is, she is just a king on the Internet, and she can't even change a light bulb in reality.

Cheng Ying's half-folded eyelids trembled slightly.

Don't mind your own business.

The first thought flashed through her mind.

But then overwhelmed by more complicated thoughts.

who's that person?Why did you deliberately bring Jiang Hanguang to a room without surveillance?

Jiang Hanguang... Will he be bullied?

Her current situation may not be better than that of Bai Ruoxuning back then.

But she didn't let herself help her.

Cheng Ying recalled the first time she saw Jiang Hanguang, the woman had a high fever, but her eyes were still so firm.

But for many things, persistence does not lead to results.

This cannibalistic circle has countless ways to completely destroy a person's bottom line and persistence.

Will it be Jiang Hanguang this time?

This lonely rose didn't die in the wind and snow, but now it might be trampled into the mud by someone unknown.

Cheng Ying opened his eyes.

"Where is that room?"

Five minutes later, Cheng Ying stood in a room separated from that room by a wall.

Miss Jiang, just thank you for helping me bring the ring back.

She sighed, and took out a small square box from her pocket. The lid popped open, and inside was a black card as thin as a cicada's wing.

She stuck the card on the wall, tapped a few keys on the watch, and the card glowed with white light.

The white light became more and more intense until it merged with the white walls.

Then, the scene in the next room appeared on the halo that spread out from this card.

Jiang Hanguang was sitting face to face with another woman. The woman looked a bit aggressive and had an arrogant expression. Jiang Hanguang lowered his head slightly.

Cheng Mantou found out the woman's information the second she saw her face clearly.

"Fan Jie, an alpha female, 35 years old, manager of Cheng's Media, has a few famous artists under her, but the common thing is that they are all bad reputations, playing big names, selling fake products, and fighting on the set to steal the show, Selling herself or something. The beauty is now her entertainer."

Cheng Ying frowned and looked at the card.

Fan Jie looked impatient, "Have you considered it?"

Jiang Hanguang shook his head, "Sister Fan, I..."

"Don't call me sister, how can I afford it?" Fan Jie's face darkened eight degrees in an instant, and she interrupted Jiang Hanguang unceremoniously, "You are a big star who almost won the actress, and your figure is not low at all. Asking you to come out and sell something is the same as asking you to sell yourself, as for?"

Before Cheng Ying could speak, Cheng Mantou couldn't hold back, "Is this woman washing her mouth with toilet water and talking so stinky?"

Cheng Ying looked at Fan Jie expressionlessly, "The 38-line agent's usual method is to first crazily attack the artist's self-esteem, make the artist willing to be her puppet, and then do everything possible to make money, using the artist like a dog. "

No wonder they had to find a room that wasn't under surveillance. If this video got out, Cheng's Media would have to apologize along with this bad guy.

On the screen, Jiang Hanguang opened his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth.

Fan Jie chattered to herself, "Xiao Jiang, I didn't mean you, you are not the rookie actor who was in the limelight back then, but a divorced 38th line who no one wants to go back to this circle to make a living. , Didn’t you see how those audiences scolded you? Even if you want to act, is there anyone willing to watch it? Hua Ran deleted your play, do you dare to say it? Obediently listen to Sister Fan, it’s not good to make some money easily ?"

Cheng Ying looked at Jiang Hanguang's originally bright eyes, and under Fan Jie's classic PUA speaking skills, they turned into candles in the dark night, flickering, flickering.

But she still didn't say anything, just lowered her head even lower.

After Fan Jie vented, she said, "Think about it carefully and give me an answer tomorrow!"

Slam the door away.

Jiang Hanguang sat there for a while, and slowly bowed his straight back.

Cheng Ying could only see her side face, not sure if the redness in the corner of the woman's eyes was his own illusion.

She subconsciously opened the card on the wall, she should not continue to spy on Jiang Hanguang's embarrassment and tears that he tried hard to cover up.

But, but...

Cheng Ying's fingertips lifted a corner of the card, and the image distorted accordingly.

But she still saw Jiang Hanguang bent over and curled up into a small ball, and let out a soft and waxy cry.

Cheng Ying tore off the card, walked out of the room quickly, and knocked on the door next door.

She knocked lightly twice, and then stood quietly at the door, waiting for the people inside to lift up the layer of copper skin and iron bones to come out to meet people.

In less than 3 minutes, the door of the room was opened.

Jiang Hanguang's eye circles were a little red, but his voice had returned to calm.

She looked at Cheng Ying in surprise, "Mr. Cheng, you..."

"Are you going to be my entertainer?"

Jiang Hanguang stared blankly at the alpha who was half a head taller than her. She understood this sentence, but she didn't understand why Cheng Ying said that.

She looked at Shang Chengying's emotional light blue eyes, and the thin lips of a woman who looked too tall and too young, looking unhappy.

What is Mr. Cheng sad about?