After the fake business, the actor wants to become a regular [Transmigration Book]

"Ah? Why?!"

Fu Xingfeng's eyes widened. Su Ran had already marked off this page with a pen. The red pen crossed the handsome portrait of No. 25, which made him even more reluctant.

"If you invite me to help you choose, I will naturally be responsible for the result." Su Ran raised his hand and tapped this person's face, and the wet red pen was rubbed red by Su Ran. Pay attention to the average, acting skills can be high or low, and looks can't stand out."

"Okay..." Fu Xingfeng couldn't finish it.

"Mr. Su, you are not jealous," the assistant director said inexplicably, before Qiu Qiwu even had time.

Su Ran glanced lightly, and found that the assistant director was a young girl with a metal bracelet on her wrist and a small silver plaque engraved with the word "Fu Rong".

"Only Xingfeng can call me Teacher Su, others please call me Teacher Su Ran, or Su Ran. And..." Su Ran put his arms around Fu Xingfeng's waist, "I am indeed jealous, but as long as I don't want to, Xingfeng is I will not use him, after all I am one with Xingfeng. Your bracelet also makes me unhappy. Rong Suyu will not be happy when he sees it, he only likes to form CP with his brother Qiu Cheng."

"That's true." Fu Xingfeng said, craned his neck to look at the chain on the girl's hand, and smiled at his face: "Xiao Lan, your bracelet is so beautiful, do you have a link? I'll let Manager Jiang make a batch and send it out later." , as a fan benefit."

"Private workshop, not for export." The assistant director squeezed the small silver medal on his wrist and pursed his mouth in displeasure.

Ouch, it really opened the eyes with the drops of Kaiserlu.

What's the deal between him and Su Yu, he doesn't have the bad taste of being straight.

If Su Ran hadn't mentioned it that day, and he had glanced at Chaohua, he really wouldn't have known about this allusion.

Moreover, "Fu Rong"'s cp fans are very evil. He clearly posted two interactions with Su Ran that day, but he was still called a show by "Fu Rong" cp fans.

He even picked up the fan pendant that Rong Suyu gave him on the porch that he accidentally saw in the camera that day, so these CP fans started dancing again.

He seriously suspected that Rong Suyu had disappeared for a while, and Su Yufen had nothing to do, so he ran to him to find a sense of presence.

Fortunately, the old man knew the inside story, otherwise he wouldn't have been skinned.

Fu Xingfeng raised his eyebrows and hummed twice, but Qiu Qi thought he was upset, and hurriedly urged all the more than 30 actors outside the door to line up, diverting their eyes and avoiding the same story just now.

High and low, thin and thin.

Fu Xingfeng took a hasty glance, stood up abruptly, swaggered in front of the group of actors, put his hand on the head of the No. 7 short actor in the first row, and said coldly: "Mr. .”

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As soon as these words came out, half of the actors gasped.

Some people raised their hands, some screamed softly, and some discussed in whispers.

Looking at this little actor again, he was so nervous that his forehead was sweating and his lips were trembling.

"I think, as his students, you all know a lot of news. Today, as long as someone tells a clue, I can spare his life. Otherwise," he raised the "pistol" Facing the sky, he made a gesture to fire a shot.

"Boom" made a loud noise!

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Even he himself was taken aback.

Looking back, it turned out that Su Ran had already found the audio to cooperate with him.

Some people in the crowd laughed, and Su Ran lowered her head to write down the number.

He "coughed" and continued to act: "Otherwise! I invite you to eat bullets and brains!"

Fu Xingfeng took two steps, went around to the second row, put the "pistol" in front of No.3, blew lightly on the "gun muzzle", raised his eyebrows and said: "No. 13, you are the first to say .”

Before actor No. 13 spoke, actor No. 7 had already poured the mineral water into his crotch.

The sound of drizzling water attracted everyone's attention, and No. 7's legs were trembling.Someone has already exclaimed in unison: "Fuck, he actually pissed."

As soon as these words came out, all the people in the first row scattered around, and some people pinched their noses and waved their hands.

Su Ran lowered her head and chuckled, writing and drawing on the paper.

"Excellent!" Fu Xingfeng walked over in two or three steps, and picked up the semi-soft No. 7 from the ground.

No. 7 had a fair and clean face, his lips were bitten all over with teeth marks, his hands were helplessly clasped on his arms, and his eyes were red.

No. 7: "Sir, I, I go to school today for the first time, I don't know anything..."

The acting is good, but a little too weak.

At this moment, someone in the crowd yelled, "Mr. Mu was with me last night."

The voice is clear and clear, as sweet as a bell.

"Oh?" Fu Xingfeng put down No. 7, walked up to No. 26 who was talking, folded his arms and squinted, "And then?"

"I was making up lessons at his home. Mr. Mu and Mrs. Shi were on the phone. They spoke Shanghai dialect. I didn't quite understand it, but I saw..."

No. 26 improvised for a while and said it smoothly, but he couldn't listen to it at all. Only No. 7's sobbing sounded in his ears.

"Why are you crying? Come, someone, drag him down!" Fu Xingfeng raised his hand, and Qiu Qi wisely walked up and helped No. 7 down.

Fu Xingfeng continued to pick a few people to let them continue to perform.After one scene, he already had three or four candidates in his mind.

He went back to his seat and confronted Su Ran, and found that they had the same idea, and Su Ran preferred number 7.

"His appearance is good, but he looks too weak." Fu Xingfeng touched his chin and tasted, "When he climbed on me, he didn't feel strong."

"But he has the potential to be a spy." Su Ran crossed his legs, and the red pen was twirling quickly in his knuckle-boned hands, like a red thread dropped by the old man.

"How to say?" He propped his chin and looked at Su Ran. There were only two of them left in the room.

"I read the script carefully yesterday. As a spy pretending to be a student, if he is too resolute in front of the enemy, he will appear abnormal. A 17-year-old student faces the enemy and guns, even if he has the party state in his heart. Will be afraid. There is nothing wrong with that. But if he is too flattering to the Japanese, such as No. 17, he will appear too cheap in his role. And when No. 7 approaches you, he has already taken the note in his hand Stuffed it into your trouser pocket." Su Ran raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to look, and there was indeed a small piece of napkin, "You are a Japanese officer, but he stuffed the note into you. This means that he has already conceived a piece of paper in his mind. The whole story was told, not just on the spot. Maybe in his opinion, an officer who didn't think he was dirty and pulled him up from the ground was also a spy. So he imagined you as his partner. Otherwise you What kind of behavior..."

As Su Ran said, she stopped the red pen flying around her fingertips, clamped the penholder between her two fingers, and tapped lightly on the back of his hand: "It's a logical error, and the audience will scold me if I shoot it."

Fu Xingfeng withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, and scratched the back of his head: "Oh, then of course I... designed it!"

"Xingfeng is really smart." Su Ran smiled.

"That's, hehe. Then number 7! What's the name?"

"Xu Xiaofeng."

"Oh..." Fu Xingfeng dialed Qiu Qi's phone number, "Qiu Qi, the student spy role will be number seven. Yes, um, okay, okay!"

Fu Xingfeng hung up the phone, copied the number and wrote it down, and said to Su Ran: "Xiaofeng said he wanted you to give me some pointers, and I'll come over later. You've helped me by pointing him out, Aran , please~”

Su Ran didn't speak, just took his mobile phone and changed "Xiaofeng" to "Xu Xiaofeng", and said seriously: "He is Director Cao Feng's cousin and the fiance of Director Song's cousin niece. I have nothing to teach him, He did a good job."

Su Ran bit the word "female" so hard that even Fu Xingfeng could hear the meaning.

"Oh, I didn't want to date him. I choose actors normally. I'm not Fu Xingfeng. I mean, I'm not that Fu Xingfeng." Don't dare!

Su Ran glanced at him, put her mobile phone in front of him, opened Weibo, clicked on Chaochao, and said: "When I'm not here, besides interacting with me on Weibo every day, you also need to read more The movement in CP fans."

"I know, I will cater to them. Actually, I think, I don't have to do anything, they can still find a bunch of materials."

Fu Xingfeng pursed his mouth and spread his hands, and stretched his waist by the way. When he turned around and was about to retract, Su Ran grabbed his hand.

Before he could react, a diamond ring had already been put on his ring finger.

"Damn it, it's such a big one. Pigeon eggs!"

"Xingfeng, today is our wedding anniversary, it doesn't matter if it's in the sun or not, just don't take it off."

Probably because the ring was too shiny, he even felt that Su Ran's eyes were affectionate.

He tried to pull it out, and found that the ring fit his finger very well, as if Su Ran had measured the circumference of his finger.

Maybe it's the same as the previous Fu Xingfeng!

After all, when the two first got married, they should have acted in front of Fu Jin wearing a fake ring.

Fu Xingfeng turned his hand over and over, looked at it many times, and then commented: "This is so tight, it may not be able to get it off with soap. Really drilled?"

"Ah."

"That must be several million. I won't share the money with you equally! You have to give it to me yourself." He stuffed his hand into his jacket and hugged it, and then couldn't help taking it out to take another look.

"Okay." Su Ran smiled happily with her mouth curved.

Seeing that Su Ran didn't intend to share the money with him at all, he immediately felt that he was too small, and quickly added: "I'll give you one later...Of course it will be smaller than this, it's too inconvenient for you."

After hearing this, Su Ran's eyes brightened, and her voice raised her voice: "When will you send me off? My size is size 18."

You see, it was premeditated!

It seems that you can't just give one away, at least it should be equivalent to this.

Otherwise, Su Ran must feel that his brother is not kind!

"I also want to give you a surprise. Naturally, I can't tell you which day. You just wait, I guarantee your satisfaction!"

Fu Xingfeng raised his eyebrows at Su Ran, full of confidence.

A pair of peach-blossom eyes are black and white, with a slight blush around the corners of the eyes, seemingly drunk but not drunk, really beautiful.

Su Ran couldn't help but want to lean over and kiss her.

Why is there no one here? If there are audiences and fans, he can use an excuse to get close to Fu Xingfeng.

Cheeks or eyes, or even a mouth, is fine.

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