Cannon fodder in the entertainment industry

It took a year from the shooting to the release, which also included the commercial participation of the three-month TV talent show.The first three days of playing were mediocre.But on the fourth day, the audience ratings suddenly increased. Even Xiao Yun didn't expect it. This book originally had a lot of fans. The collection of works on a certain literary website is 40, and the author is even more serious. God of buckle.Coupled with the topicality of the hype and the addition of Shen Qinghe, the show earned all its capital in commercials.

The same mixed reputation, Shen Qinghe's performance this time is really nonsensical, which made it difficult for his original fans to accept: the slogan of boycotting Leiju was loudly shouted.But the ratings are rising little by little.A midnight program, the ratings are the highest ratings for the same period.

This drama is probably the most relaxing drama he has filmed. If it is considered luxurious and extravagant to shoot one in the past, then in this drama, it is done together from beginning to end.Much easier than playing games.

Everyone has the burden of becoming popular, and some people have already been strictly defined by entertainment companies as a certain kind of artist, and they cannot act as they like.According to this statement, meeting a boss like Xiao Yun is not bad.

This show not only made a lot of money, Xiao Yun also had a good time, and his cute husky also played a cameo role as a police dog in it, which was enough for him.Chic and handsome, full of sense of camera, he is still reluctant to leave when he is about to leave.Both kiss and flirt with Shen Qinghe.Xiao Yun refused to accept it and dragged her over: "Little heartless, I feed you every day, you forgot your last name after two fucking episodes, are you sorry for me?"

Mengmeng seemed to understand what he said, and yelled at him a few times, expressing her dissatisfaction with her eyes and heartbeat, planning to become the no.

After returning home, he went on a hunger strike for three days, not even eating his favorite sausage, as if to let Xiao Yun see his determination.

"It's evil." Xiao Yun was also angry this time: "If you don't eat, you will be hungry." After speaking, he dumped all the sausages into the trash can and rushed into the office by himself.

Leave a bang.It seems to be very angry.

Inside the house, Xiao Yun secretly called the screenwriter.

As soon as the connection was made, the screenwriter yawned and said, "Why, add another scene to your dog? Let me tell you, didn't he die heroically in the last explosion shoot? Add another scene unless you change the dog. "He stayed up all night writing, and now he just got this call when he lay down.

Xiao Yun said furtively: "It's not to add drama to it, but to add drama to me."

"What." The screenwriter yawned and almost bit off his tongue, but this time he was completely awake: "I heard it right, right?"

Xiao Yun rubbed his hands together: "No, I'll try. Add a positive image to me."

The screenwriter had already scolded him [-] times in his heart, but he could only say: "Okay." He opened a can of coffee, stayed up late to write the script, and faced all kinds of weird requests from the superiors at any time.This job is really hard.

After Xiao Yun took the script, he counted it: "It's only ten pages."

The screenwriter almost wanted to hit him.Just ten pages.This is already considered overcapacity, if what he said is considered, he would like to give a cannon fodder who was killed by the protagonist within a second so as not to take up time.Although he wrote the Tianlei drama, he also has his own pursuit of art, okay?

Xiao Yun comforted himself well, thinking about what to do if he played too well and took away the glory of the protagonist.

The first time he got the script was to ask Shen Qinghe to learn from it, but he was surrounded by a group of girls, asking questions. Shen Qinghe has a good temper and is quite popular with women. He already has no less than three women Offered a pillow seat, but he declined one by one.

Xiao Yun took him out of the group of women with the attitude of a boss.When there is no one there, he immediately returns to his usual appearance: "How do you perform this play?"

"Just want to come. Don't be nervous."

Xiao Yun's eyes widened immediately, and he snorted: "Joke, will I be nervous?"

When the filming started, even the director started to sweat. This kind of literary drama with a few words is the best to shoot. Besides, the requirements of this drama are not so strict, and it is almost enough. Xiao Yun is still his boss, and he even intends to mess with it. The fooling is over.

But it was ng about thirty times.

Either he forgot the words, or he recited them stiffly. He didn't know where to put his hands. His identity was so special. When he heard that the boss was coming to play, all the actresses in the crew were all dressed up and stared at him. look at him.

For some reason, when the lights turned on, his mind went blank, and finally the director said to take a break.

Xiao Yun's expression turned bitter: "Why are my lines so long?"

Shen Qinghe looked at him speechlessly: "Is a line of less than forty characters called long?"

Xiao Yun felt deeply depressed at the moment: "I won't shoot anymore." He lost all his old face.

"Great, let's bring Mengmeng next time!"

Xiao Yun refused to accept it, and said word by word: "Don't even think about it." After speaking, he turned around and walked outside.

"Are you angry?" Shen Qinghe asked.

Xiao Yun said: "Go and see if my dead dog has eaten."

Finally finished filming the film, and the online response is so good, it seems that everything has nothing to do with him.

"I won't come back to eat tonight." Ye Juncheng called, which was also good for Shen Qinghe to go to Chengyu's place to grab a meal when he was idle and bored.

Cheng Yu was lying crookedly on the sofa, his posture was like that of a lady in the palace.

Lin Junxi was busy in the kitchen, and there was a burst of aroma from time to time.

Lin Junxi was an out-and-out prodigal son, even Shen Qinghe was secretly surprised that he could do this now.

Cheng Yu seemed to see what was going on in his mind and said with a smile: "We are almost 30 years old. When we were young, there was still room for change. Now we have no ideas, and this is the real life."

"Not bad." Shen Qinghe grabbed the beer. Ever since Lin Qingning disliked it so much last time, he didn't like this brand of beer very much. Probably because of psychological hints, he always felt that this brand of beer was too bad to drink.

Cheng Yu sighed: "It's you, can you still get clear with that person?"

Shen Qinghe didn't care: "Let's just count it as a day."

"You like him?" Cheng Yu frowned, Shen Qinghe is almost 28, it's too pretentious to talk about what he likes and dislikes if he gets married early and the children can make soy sauce.

"Not counting." Shen Qinghe took a sip.

"You don't like it?"

"No."

"What the hell is it?"

"Actually, I don't know either." He was telling the truth, and he had always reserved a place for that person in his heart, but it was not clear exactly where that place was.

In the evening, when Ye Juncheng came home reeking of alcohol, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, but Shen Qinghe didn't sleep until he came back.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Ye Juncheng frowned.

"Wait for you."

Hearing him speak like that made my heart a little soft.Ye Juncheng walked over to hold him in his arms and rubbed his hair: "You don't have to wait for me next time." He said that I took out a beautifully packaged box from my arms.

Open it and see that there is a whole black wrench inside.Putting it on his hand, the originally beautiful hand looked even more slender and domineering: "I saw it at the charity auction tonight. Do you like it?"

Speaking of which, Ye Juncheng is really a good lover, and he didn't know how many luxury houses, famous cars, and famous watches he bought in the past year.

"Do you love me?" Shen Qinghe suddenly opened his mouth.

The two spent a lot of time together this year, and he would come back even if the party was late.But his sense of security will not increase because of this.

As early as a week ago, a beautiful woman with glamorous elegance and exquisite make-up contacted him and gave him a check of 5000 million: "Hi, I am Ye Juncheng's mother. I have seen your acting, and I am worthy of an acting background." Yes, it's really good to be able to entangle my son like this."

Shen Qinghe stirred the coffee with a spoon and did not speak.

"My son is getting married soon, and his partner is the three daughters of Xuyun Company, Xu Meihua, he hasn't told you yet." The middle-aged beautiful woman laughed: "My son is just too nonsense." She would not say , His son took the initiative to go to Xu's house and said that he could not get married.Since it was decided by the elders, they are willing to compensate the loss of the woman. They also said that they will go to Sweden to marry a man first. Their recent whereabouts have been very suspicious. two rings.

"Auntie, what do you want to say?"

"My son is just playing with you. You should give up on it. Don't think that he can protect you by climbing to Xiao's house. Leave him in three days. This is my compensation for you. If you don't follow I do what I say, and I will bear the consequences." After speaking, she stared at him with gloomy eyes.

"Sorry." After saying that, he got up and left first.

But those words remained in my heart for a long time and could not be shaken off.

Shen Qinghe looked at him at this moment, always wanting an answer in his heart.Unspeakable feelings in my heart.

"Fool, go to sleep."

The moment he saw Ye Juncheng's back, he suddenly felt sad in his heart.

Sometimes hope is more torturous than disappointment.

Rubbing the ring with his hand, many things he wanted to say seemed to be choked in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.At this moment, he was even a little angry at his own weakness.

He was with that person so vaguely.Once a man is over thirty, he will start to age faster, his body will get fatter, his hairline will move back, and his energy and other things will be far less than before.This circle has always been a place for young people to stay.

There are some self-deceiving words that he has not told himself.

He was never the same as himself.

If there is a time limit to wait, even if it is 100 years, at least there is something to look forward to. If not, he doesn't know how many days he can last.

Mo Cui's finger wrench is low-key and luxurious. He put the wrench neatly in the box and sealed it up. Facing such a rare treasure, he didn't even look at it twice.

It's just a dead thing, too much emotion, it can't bear it.