Shadow for the Emperor

At noon the next day at the restaurant, Zhu Ling asked strangely: "Brother Wen, what do you think will happen? Director Yang was in such a bad mood yesterday when work was over, so he didn't come today at all, and Director Xu was left alone to take the lead. "Thanks to Xiao Zhe, Wen Sheng was not so exclusive in filming this time, and she gradually became familiar with him.

"I don't know." Wen Sheng always had nothing to do with himself.

"I guess it has something to do with the crew, and this is what he cares most about lately." The chaos in the house didn't make Yang Jun frown in public, except for this drama, Xiao Zhe couldn't think of any other reason.

"What else can happen to this show? Could it be that the investors have withdrawn their capital?" Zhu Ling picked out the fat in the lunch box, "Impossible, isn't Director Yang an investor in this show?"

If Director Xu heard these words, he would definitely cry blind.

Yang Jun is indeed one of the investors... of this drama.

The president of Zhitian University, Yang Long'an, is actually not very optimistic about this drama. He originally wanted Yang Jun to add some sensational elements, but the latter still refused.The father and son had different opinions, and of course the father won - he limited the amount of Yang Jun's investment in this drama.

So Yang Jun had to find some external investment sponsors.

It would be great if Yang Jun was the only investor, so he wouldn't have to sit here alone and messy, filming and directing according to "Yang Jun's standards".

You can leave as soon as you say people leave, and before you leave, you must leave a word, saying, "Don't rush the progress. If the result of the shooting is not good when I come back, I will cancel the reshoot without hesitation."

It's time to catch up with the progress, so do you want to reshoot?

Are young people confused about priorities?

Shoot according to "Yang Jun's standard", if the progress is not delayed, it will be Amitabha, let alone speed up.

But until now, people still look like "I can still afford this little money".

Please come to an agreement with your father first, it is nothing to embarrass him, an old man.

When the evening was approaching that day, director Xu finally expected Yang Jun's call.

"How? What's the reason for the sudden withdrawal of capital?" He asked eagerly, "Has the other party let go?"

"Let go."

"That?"

"I'll put my own money into it, don't worry, the photos will be taken, and I'll rush back tomorrow."

"Okay, okay, just let it go." Director Xu let out a long breath, and suddenly realized something was wrong, "Others have let go, why are you investing money yourself?"

"They let go, but I'm not interested in working with such a back-and-forth person."

What's the fuss about?

Director Xu's brow was covered with cold sweat—he said anxiously, "I said, now is not the time to play your temper."

"No temper tantrum."

"It must be that the other party has some conditions, right? Let me tell you, Uncle Xu is someone who has experienced it. As long as the conditions are not too excessive, we gritted our teeth and agreed. It’s okay to give it back.”

"It is true that there are conditions." Yang Jun stopped talking and was about to kill Director Xu, "But it is too much, I will not agree."

"What is the condition, you tell me, and Uncle Xu will give you the total."

"You don't need to worry about this matter, take good care of the crew, I'll be back soon." No matter how hard Yang Jun tried, he just refused to say anything.

Director Xu dejectedly pressed the phone.

Why is this kid as stubborn as he was when he was young?

The cheerful ringtone rang again, and he took the phone happily, thinking that Yang Jun had changed his mind, but when he saw the name displayed on it, his displeasure gradually surfaced.

It's just that the opponent is still playing persistently.

He thought about it for a while, and finally picked it up.

"Does the hotel not plan to repair the air conditioner? It's been a few days?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't fix it, you can sleep well or not."

"It's okay to be a ghost, you are the one who sleeps with a satisfied face, okay?"

"You and Yang Nian are friends, I was surprised." Wen Sheng paused, "It's not surprising now."

Xiao Zhe took out the beef from his lunch box and chewed it. Chew it and eat it. There is no way. Some people are too picky eaters, and they will dislike the meat if it is cooked too old. "What do you mean?"

"Way of speaking."

"Why the way you speak?" Xiao Zhe was stunned for a moment, "Damn it, you say I'm a sissy? Can you be a little more realistic?"

"And IQ."

"!" Xiao Zhe stood up awkwardly, "You are enough."

"Xiao Zhe." As soon as Director Xu walked in, he was taken aback by Xiao Zhe's action of rolling up his sleeves, "Cough, don't get excited."

"Ah, Director Xu. No, I'm not targeting you, don't be afraid." Xiao Zhe put down his sleeves embarrassingly, and acted like a good baby, "What's the matter?"

"Come with me."

"it is good."

Until the crew finished filming, Xiao Zhe and Director Xu didn't come back, and his role was moved to the next day.

After ten o'clock in the evening, the door of the hotel room was finally opened.

"Why isn't this damn hotel being repaired any more?" he yelled dissatisfiedly as soon as he entered.

"Go take a shower." Wen Sheng played with his phone without looking up.

"No, uncle is in a bad mood today."

The mattress sank deep into a piece, and someone heavier than a pig jumped on it.

"Drinking?" It seems that he didn't drink much, but the smell of the wine is still unpleasant, especially when the smell of the wine is mixed with the smell of perfume.

The smell is quite familiar.

Wen Sheng recalled it carefully, and then remembered.

The smell on Mo Lian's body.

"Go take a shower." He said this time with a bit of displeasure.

"Say no!"

Wen Sheng narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Remove it." Xiao Zhe was only slightly drunk, but not really drunk, and his eyesight was still there.

The water in the bathroom rang and turned off again, and when Xiao Zhe came out again, he was already awake a lot.

"Been submerged?" Wen Sheng asked without any emotional ups and downs.

"Hey, do I look like the kind of person who gets dived easily?"

"Hasn't it already been dived?"

"That was an attempt!" Xiao Zhe lay flat on the bed, "This time it was also an attempt, so he ran away."

"Can't you get up?" Wen Sheng put away the phone, put his hands on his lower back, "Isn't it usually fun to get up? Huh?"

Xiao Zhe stared at him in disbelief for a long time. Is this still the serious person who can save a single punctuation mark?What the hell is this prodigal model? "Can you remove your salty pig's hand?"

"What?" he asked threateningly.

"Can you please take your hand away? It was a feast of apology. I apologize. Everything has been smooth sailing since then, but it turned out that I was almost raped by a woman. Can you please understand my feelings? He held his breath and said very "politely".

The hand on the waist was finally removed, but the people above did not move at all.

What is this for?Getting mad?Now he is the one whose heart is hurt and needs to be appeased, okay?Xiao Zhe rolled his eyes and looked, only to meet the other party's uncontrollably amused look.

"Why are you laughing?" This time it was his turn to speak sinisterly.

"Where did you almost get raped? Didn't you get up?"

"You are almost enough." Xiao Zhe suddenly had the urge to strangle someone to death.

It was rare for the other party to burst out into a burst of laughter in a very inconspicuous manner.

"Wen Sheng!"

"Women beat men?" Wen Cheng still had an uncontrollable smile in his words, "This society is really amazing." He looked at Xiao Zhe whose face had turned into a pig's liver, and forced himself to be serious, "It's just I found out that no matter where you go, you are always down there.”

Look, how can there be such a person in this world?Boyfriend was molested and almost got submerged. Is this the reaction?

Xiao Zhe was so angry that he didn't hit one place, as usual, he punched him again.

It's still an old habit, you can't beat someone, and you are suppressed with all your strength.

The full moon is hanging high, so it is already fifteen.

Glancing at Xiao Zhe who was already sound asleep, Wen Sheng got up from the bed and walked out of the balcony with his upper body bare. It seemed that there was no doubt about what the next step was.

"In the middle of the night, why do you think of me in such an elegant way? I'm still in Guilin, do you want it?" Wu Bailiu was pleasantly surprised when he received his call.

"I want to see Mo Lian, together."

"Why do you see her? Want to make her drama? Or do you want to pry Yang Nian over? Although that person is innocent, he has a really good face...Hello? Hey..."

Wen Sheng hung up the phone, turned around, and found that Xiao Zhe was staring at him. For the first time, he noticed that his eyes were very bright, as bright as the reflection of a dagger with blown hair and broken hair.

"Who are you calling? Why are you meeting Mo Lian? Who are you going to meet her with?"

He bowed his head and smiled, walked in leisurely, forced a kiss on the other's lips, and then replied, "Wu Bailiu."

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