can you let me go

Sister Wang has been in the brokerage industry for so many years, and this is the first time she heard such a straightforward threat. The key is that the person who threatened her also asked her casually "Have you eaten?" In a word, carrying a bag containing snacks, Shi Shi ran around and walked towards the room.

Zhou Jibai's figure had disappeared into the room, and Sister Wang came back to her senses, and the elevator didn't get off. She turned around and went back to Guo Zixiang's room. Guo Zixiang was scolded by Sister Wang and was losing his temper in the room. Hearing the knock on the door, he asked in a shrill voice, "Who is it?"

"Open the door!"

Guo Zixiang opened the door reluctantly, and saw Sister Wang standing outside, with an unconcealable annoyed expression on her face: "What else do you have to do? Can't you finish it all at once?"

Through the gap, Sister Wang saw the wreckage of the broken ceramic cup on the ground in the room. It seemed that it was sacrificed to Guo Zixiang's temper just now. Pretending not to see it, he ordered straightforwardly: "You must never provoke Zhou Jibai and Pei Xiangli again, do you hear me?"

"Didn't you already say it many times just now? Don't smear the ink here, I heard it!" Guo Zixiang perfunctory, speaking, he wanted to close the door.

"I was preaching to you just now, and now I am an order to you, do you understand? If you make up your own mind and do those stupid things again, don't mention me, even the people behind you can't keep you, remember Are you staying?"

Guo Zixiang saw Sister Wang's drooping face, and when she spoke, the flesh on her face trembled, and he felt more and more bored and disgusted in his heart. Why did he listen to such a woman? What's the use of her besides losing his temper with him? None, all the resources I have are obtained by myself.What does it have to do with her?

Sister Wang looked at Guo Zixiang's seven dissatisfied and eight dissatisfied expressions, and she felt furious in her heart, thinking that she would be willing to be tied to him, an artist with little development?If it hadn't been for Zhou Jibai's warning just now, if Guo Zixiang caused any trouble again, the benefactors behind him would probably be unlucky too, so Sister Wang wouldn't bother to come back and ask him again!

It would be better for him to piss off Zhou Jibai again, so that he can't get along in the circle. If the company sees that he is no longer useful, can they change him to another artist?I would rather have a little-known artist, at least listen to my own words.

Guo Zixiang's current financial backer is still of great help to the company, so we can't turn against the financial backer behind him just because of one Guo Zixiang, right?

"In the future, no matter what you want to do, whether you want to post on Weibo or buy marketing, you must first get my consent, do you hear me?"

Sister Wang finished her tough confession, regardless of whether Guo Zixiang could accept it or not, she stepped on her high heels, turned around and left.

Guo Zixiang was gnashing his teeth in hatred in the room, but there was nothing he could do.

Pei Xiangli didn't have many roles in the little emperor's scenes. Even if it wasn't a concentrated filming, he was on the crew for nearly two months, and the filming was almost done. The previous major events were completely over.

The two scenes with Zhou Jibai are easy to complete, as long as they don't wrestle, there will be no problem.

The mood of the remaining few scenes was relatively low. Director Gao scheduled Pei Xiangli's last two scenes in the afternoon of the same day. If all goes well, Pei Xiangli can wrap up at night!

The young lady who has been putting on makeup for Pei Xiangli said regretfully while doing makeup for Pei Xiangli: "Hey, thinking that today is the last time I will paint you the little emperor's makeup, I feel quite uncomfortable in my heart!"

She paused for a moment, and said leisurely: "I even painted my emotions with makeup!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Young Master Zhou, who was playing with his mobile phone, suddenly raised his head, and his gaze was projected over. The young lady who saw it was clever, and hurriedly changed her words: "I mean, I mean, I don't like the makeup of the little emperor." Feelings, not feelings for Ali!"

After the young lady finished speaking, she saw that Young Master Zhou's eyes returned to her mobile phone again, and she let out a long sigh, although I don't know why, but I have a damn desire to survive...

As a result, when she lowered her head, she saw Pei Xiangli's face with the make-up of a little emperor, and there was doubt in those big wet eyes, which made people feel a little let down from inside.

Young lady: What do you two want from me?I'm just a passerby, I find it so difficult to be caught among you!

After Pei Xiangli finished his makeup, he sat in the corner of the lounge with the script in his hand. He didn't show it on his face, but he was quite nervous in his heart. After all, he didn't learn acting, and he had never been exposed to crying scenes. Especially when he thought about it, he had to Cry out in front of the camera.

Zhou Jibai was distracted by the words of the girl who made up the girl just now, and he failed miserably in a game. Wearing a wig that hadn't been adjusted yet, he moved to Pei Xiangli's side.

"What's the matter, frowning?" Zhou Jibai asked while picking up a wig with his hands, and scratched Pei Xiangli's neck.

Pei Xiangli shrank his shoulders, ignored Zhou Jibai's teasing, and asked seriously, "How did you cry in front of the camera?"

Zhou Jibai took Pei Xiangli's script and looked at the position he marked. Pei Xiangli was a good student when he was in school, and he is still like this now on the set. From the degree of notes he made on the script, it can be seen that Pei Xiangli is very serious about the situation. The anxiety level of the play.

"Heh, good guy, when Director Gao saw your script, he had to think that you were going to steal his job? You've already figured it out!"

On the page of the crying scene, Pei Xiangli wrote a lot of opinions on the scene over and over again, and there were a few small words written in the bottom gap: eye drops...

"Okay, have you mastered the core essentials of crying scenes before?" Zhou Jibai stuffed the script back into Pei Xiangli's hands: "Crying scenes with the help of external forces will not infect people... Your tears match your psychology and changes in your expression. When you take a close-up shot, the camera is almost on your face. Your eyes are crying, but your expression is empty. How can such a crying scene Infect people?"

"Don't even think about eye drops, Director Gao won't allow you!"

Zhou Jibai patted Pei Xiangli on the shoulder: "Anyway, don't worry about crying in the camera. Don't worry, if you cry badly, you will cry again..."

Pei Xiangli: .... I was not comforted, and I was worried about whether I could cry, not whether it would look good.

Zhou Jibai could see Pei Xiangli's worry, just now he deliberately talked about him from left to right, seeing that Pei Xiangli's nervous lips were biting his teeth, so he teased him.

Before he could continue to speak, the assistant over there came over and said that Director Gao asked him to come over and get off the seat with the group performers first, and later he was going to film the young general who led the soldiers out of the city and was accompanied by the common people. At the scene, Zhou Jibai wanted to ask Pei Xiangli if he wanted to go out for a walk first, but Pei Xiangli pushed him: "Hurry up, don't influence me to brew feelings here."

After Zhou Jibai left, Pei Xiangli put on the earphones. There was no sound in the earphones, but to isolate the voices around him. He huddled in the corner of the sofa, and repeatedly experienced and understood the last days of the little emperor's life from the thin sheets of paper. time.

For most of his short life, the little emperor enjoyed the overwhelming wealth that others would never be able to enjoy, but he was never truly loved by anyone.

In his whole life, he has never followed his own wishes. He didn't even know what his own wishes were. The only time he expressed his wishes was that he didn't want his childhood playmate, Major General, to fight on the battlefield. It was the eldest princess who died in vain, and the young general felt that he was hopeless. From then on, until the death of the little emperor, he never went to see him again.

He just lived his whole life in such a chaotic state, without being sober all his life, and he couldn't help himself to die at all. In the end, only a few lines of records were left in the history books, and not a single portrait remained. Cold and hard, leaving no trace of the young emperor.

The new emperor did not intend to kill the little emperor. After all, it is not a good thing no matter which emperor happened to kill his siblings. Every time I think of the little emperor, I can feel how wise he is by comparison.

This year's New Year's Eve was extremely cold, and the traditional fireworks in the palace were not set off. On New Year's Eve, the major general led his soldiers to fight against the barbarians. Frost.

On the night of New Year's Eve, the little emperor drank a bowl of cold sugar water, wore a set of half-new clothes, and sat on a table with a limping leg. The candle burned to the end. The little emperor looked at the dancing flames, and suddenly just cried...

He cried very sadly, but what Pei Xiangli wrote in his last note was that the little emperor himself didn't know what he was crying for...

When Xiaotian came to call Pei Xiangli, he saw him sitting there alone, with the staff coming and going around him, but there seemed to be a vacuum around him, and he didn't pay attention to others, and others didn't dare to disturb him.

"Brother Pei, it's time to prepare..." Xiaotian leaned over, took off Pei Xiangli's earphones, and whispered.

Pei Xiangli seemed to be still immersed in his emotions, nodded, his whole body was in a very low state, and his whole body seemed extremely fragile, Xiao Tian was glanced at by him, and almost held his breath.

When I arrived at the set, I found that except for the necessary staff, the rest of the scene had been cleared. Zhou Jibai suggested to Director Gao just now, and felt that the environment should be quieter, which is more suitable for Pei Xiangli to find status, while he himself sat behind Director Gao. , nodded to Pei Xiangli.

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