After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

"Aren't you at home next month?" Hang Xiutu tapped his fingertips on the table, his brows furrowed, "You took the show?"

Hang Yang, who was still baring his teeth and claws just now, instantly turned into a cat whose nails had been pulled out. He quietly shrank a little into his mother's arms, nodded cautiously against Hang Xiutu's eyes, and then shook his head again.

"What's going on? Why didn't you come with me and Lan Xinrongshang—"

Before Hang Xiutu finished speaking, the phone in his pocket rang suddenly, and he took it out with a frown: Said Cao Cao Cao Cao was here, and the caller was Lan Xinrong.

"Hey."

As soon as Hang Xiutu got on the phone, Lan Xinrong slapped his face: "Director Tao Hongbo invited Hang Yang to audition for the male lead. He just called me and said that the artist himself has agreed? I was busy two days ago because of your family's mess. You have to be like a dog, how could there be such an extra thing if you don't pay attention? What's going on?"

"Director Tao Hongbo..." Hang Xiutu's face became more and more serious, he turned his head to look at Hang Yang, and after getting a timid nod, he put the phone to his ear again, "It seems to be true."

The voice on the other side of the phone suddenly raised a level, and Lan Xinrong's surprise could be heard: "You just found out, too?"

Hang Xiutu closed his eyes gently, turned to Hang Yang with a cold face, and saw that most of his face was buried in Mrs. Hang's arms, with only one pair of eyes exposed—this child has big eyes, and as an actor, he has a natural advantage in conveying emotions. It was the same at this moment, his big watery eyes looked pitifully here, more piercing than the so-called "frightened deer".

Hang Xiutu couldn't say a word of blame for an instant, he turned to the phone: "What's going on here with you! How did the director's team get the artist's contact information across the management team? How did his personal contact information be leaked?"

Lan Xinrong never expected that this unscrupulous bastard would turn his anger on him: "Hang Xiutu, what are you doing! You don't know that Director Tao and Director Lu have a personal relationship. They recommend actors to each other. What do you want me to do?" Control?! You have the guts to scold your precious brother! Why are you blaming me for no reason here!"

"What about the script, did you get it? Did the investor check it out? Did you understand the cast?" Hang Xiutu tapped on the coffee table again.

Lan Xinrong: "...No."

Hang Xiutu was expressionless: "Then why call me if you don't know anything."

Lan Xinrong's little heart was almost overwhelmed by grievances: "Hey, you—"

Hang Xiutu hung up the phone with a "snap".

He took a deep breath and walked towards his parents: "Dad, Mom, let's talk about travel and other things later. You two have been busy these two days, and you should have accumulated a lot of work. I want to talk to Hang Yang chatted about his future work arrangements."

It was rare for Hang Sui to speak ill of the two sons' occupations, and even simply nodded, turned to Hang Xiutu, and said something that made him wonder if he was hearing hallucinations: "You, follow Xiao Yang's will He tosses, as long as he is happy. If..."

Hang Sui hesitated for a moment, and then said: "If you encounter any unjust things, come to me, understand?"

Hang Xiutu: "...um."

Mrs. Hang put her hands lightly on Hang Yang's shoulders, and stared at him with gentle eyes like water: "it's okay, there's nothing wrong, Xiao Yang can do whatever he wants."

She stuck to Hang Yang's ear and said softly, "discuss with brother. If he kills you, tell mom and see how mom treats him."

After finishing speaking, he blinked slightly at Hang Yang.

With great difficulty, Hang Xiutu "fished" Hang Yang out of his parents' hands, took Hang Yang to the room on the second floor, and asked the nanny along the way: "Sister Zhang, prepare a glass of milk for Hang Yang."

While Hang Yang was worried, he still didn't forget to shout to Sister Zhang in a low voice: "Remember to add bananas."

Hang Xiutu turned his head and glanced at him lightly, Hang Yang quickly retracted his head with an innocent face.

The two entered Hang Xiutu's room, and the movie star of Hang Da first rubbed his brows, and stretched out his hand to Hang Yang: "Where's the script?"

"Uh," Hang Yang twitched, "That, that, only the outline..."

The lines between Hang Xiutu's brows deepened a bit: "According to Director Tao's temper, he has spotted you when he finds you, and he said he was going to audition, but he just chatted with him. Your promise... let's not talk about it, you Do you know Tao Dao is different from Lu Dao, this boss has a high upper limit, but his lower limit is really hard to say, how can you-"

He sighed again, and stopped complaining: "What type of drama is it?"

Hang Yang twisted his hands together: "campus."

Hang Xiutu's brows finally relaxed a bit, and he nodded: "Well, it's okay, he is good at shooting pure love."

"Do you know the other team members?"

Hang Yang shook his head.

"The main actor? The heroine?"

Hang Yang shook his head guiltily again.

Hang Xiutu pressed his temple: "Did Assistant Tao contact you? Or..."

"Uh, yes, it's him."

"You mean, you promised Director Tao himself to audition on the phone, right?"

Hang Yang finally nodded this time.

Hang Xiutu: "..."

"When did you get in touch with Director Tao? I stayed with you in the hospital yesterday, why didn't I know?"

"You were also going out to answer the phone at that time." Hang Yang looked up at him carefully.

"Just a phone call?" Hang Xiutu couldn't believe it.

"It's just a phone call." Hang Yang nodded sincerely.

"What are you thinking?" Hang Xiutu became curious.

"At that time, I was, I was," Hang Yang stuttered, and lowered his head, "I don't know how to face my parents for a long time, and I thought that if Gu Yuan really lived in our house, I don't know How to get along with him, I was really... I was flustered, and my mind was full of thinking that it would be great if I could go a little farther away quickly. "

Hang Yang felt guilty, and his voice softened involuntarily: "Director Tao's call came in at that time, brother, I, I'm really sorry..."

Hang Xiutu was silent for an instant, and the anger just now dissipated completely. He walked up to Hang Yang and patted his head lightly: "Why are you so insecure?"

"Rely on your family more, parents like you feel distressed, and—" Hang Xiutu stopped suddenly, he coughed lightly, and changed the subject, "Okay, it's not a big deal. If it's really inappropriate, when the time comes Let's negotiate again, brother will help you arrange everything."

"Come on, send me the outline."

Hang Yang nodded obediently, and just took out his mobile phone to fiddle with, when Hang Xiutu's mobile phone suddenly rang a series of WeChat prompts.He was just about to watch when Lan Xinrong made a phone call.

Lan Xinrong made this call very vigilantly, protecting his physical and mental health before saying anything: "Hang Xiutu, I can make a statement in advance! If you spread fire on me again, I will hang up the phone on the spot, and I will do what I said!"

Hang Xiutu comforted Lan Xinrong for a while before he smoothed out Lan Xinrong's hair. Lan Da's manager cleared his throat and reported: "Xiaohang is lucky, I sent you the list of crew members, and the actors are basically determined. The configuration is in This theme is really quite good, you have a look."

Hang Xiutu said "hmm", and looked through the files that Lan Xinrong had just sent: "Camera, make-up, hair, set... Well, it seems to be similar to the team of his previous films?"

"Yes," Lan Xinrong on the other side of the phone nodded, "This configuration can be regarded as his old man's wealth."

Hang Xiutu opened the outline just sent by Hang Yang again, and after a long while, he nodded Jingui's head under Hang Yang's apprehensive gaze: "It's not bad, there is something to play."

Only then did Hang Yang breathe a sigh of relief.

Hang Xiutu noticed the change in Hang Yang's slight expression next to him, and unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth that had been depressed, and opened the list of actors.When he saw the leading actress, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "This Yuan Li, does the name look familiar?"

Lan Xinrong: "Boss Hang, my big boss, this is the newcomer we've been promoting recently!"

Hang Yang looked over in surprise, and Hang Xiutu casually picked up a notebook on the table and patted it on top of his head: "How many artists have I signed? Do you really think that I will control others like I stare at you?"

Hang Yang squatted down next to Hang Xiutu's seat, leaned his face on his arm with a smile: "brother, what does she look like, do you have any impression?"

Hang Xiutu: "..."

"Hey," Lan Xinrong on the other side of the phone cheered up, "I'm asking you about this, brother Lan, Hang Xiaoyang! Think about it, can the new actor we're so excited about look bad?"

"What?" Lan Xinrong said that he owed something really unusual, "We, Xiao Yang, are looking forward to it?"

"No, no, no," Hang Yang denied first conditioned reflex, then his face slowly blushed, and he nodded silently, and said falteringly, "I, I'm just a little curious, I haven't filmed emotional scenes, and, I've never talked about love..."

Lan Xinrong got even more excited, "Hey! I—"

Hang Xiutu hung up the phone suddenly, and Lan Xinrong's noise disappeared in the room, and it quickly became quiet.

Hang Yang raised his head in surprise, facing Shang Hang Xiutu's eyes: those beautiful light brown eyes are always extraordinarily beautiful when they focus on people, as if they are integrated into the light, Hang Yang looks slightly absent-minded for a moment.

Hang Xiutu stretched out his slender fingers and pinched Hang Yang's chin. The child was lying beside him like a cat, and the height was just right.

"Huh?" His voice was deep and mellow, "Are you looking forward to it?"

I don't know why, Hang Yang suddenly couldn't nod his head, his eyes fluttered: "No, it's not..."

Hang Xiutu glanced at the script outline on the phone again: "There will be no intimate physical contact, and there will be no kissing scenes."

Hang Yang nodded, the tips of his ears were red: "I, I'm not quite ready yet."

An imperceptible smile slowly leaked out of Hang Xiutu's eyes. He lightly rubbed Hang Yang's chin with his fingertips, felt his small body tremble slightly, and then lowered his hand as if nothing had happened: "The script is good, and the production team is also good." Believable, this play can be accepted."

Hang Yang’s eyes lit up all of a sudden: “Well!”

"As for the audition time, Lan Xinrong will negotiate with Director Tao, and the script will be brought over to you as soon as possible. You don't have to worry about things outside the play." Hang Xiutu tapped his temple, "By the way, Your executive manager has already been selected, and I will arrange for you to meet in two days, so that Lan Xinrong can relax in the future."

"Hmm." Hang Yang nodded vigorously, looking very well-behaved.

"Also," Hang Xiutu's voice was slightly mocking, "The female lead you're looking forward to can also be arranged..."

"No, no! I'm not looking forward to it!" Hang Yang learned his lesson this time and firmly retorted, "We will meet again after joining the group!"

"Okay." Hang Xiutu agreed.

"I thought I could rest for a while after the finale, but I didn't expect you to take over the job for yourself." Hang Xiutu's voice softened, and he rubbed Hang Yang's hair, "But since you said you will do it, then do your best and don't let go." Take every opportunity to prove yourself."

"Ok!"

"But there is one thing," Hang Xiutu suddenly lowered his head, and pressed his index finger on Hang Yang's lips, "it's very important, you must remember. This role is not difficult for you, and you can control it perfectly with your ability, so, don't Overly brought in, understand?"

Hang Yang understood that when he was playing "Zhihua Gai", Hang Xiutu was worried about his state every day, and most of his thoughts were on himself, fearing that it left a psychological shadow, so he quickly nodded and firmly promised: "Understood."

"I'm not busy now, if it's okay..." Hang Xiutu paused, but still didn't continue, "Forget it."

He gently wrapped Hang Yang's No. [-] hand: "I'm not by your side this time—"

"Brother," Hang Yang interrupted him a little embarrassedly, "It's still a long time before joining the group!"

At this moment, Lan Xinrong called again, and Hang Xiutu forcefully interrupted his long-winded cursing: "Get down to business, or I'll hang up."

Forced by the boss's domineering power, Lan Xinrong could only drink tears of hatred, and said angrily: "The second male has just been appointed over there, and he is also a newcomer. His surname is Gu, and his name is Gu Yuan."

Wish!

Hang Yang's eyes turned black all of a sudden.

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