In the surrogate abuse article, I am possessed by the drama

"How much money did Mr. Mo sponsor you?! Could you afford the auction without sponsorship?!"

The quarrel continued, Feng Qiu and the black vest director were like two fighting cocks stretching their necks, confronting each other aggressively.

It's just that the skinny black vest director was the first to lose. He seemed to be strangled, staring at his drooping triangular eyes with a red face: "What's the matter with the sponsorship? You sit on the clouds every day Yes, do you think chasing your dreams doesn't cost money..."

Jiang Yu glanced up while playing Xiaoxiaole, the director's thoughts were almost written on his face, he obviously took Mo Songlin's investment out of conscience, but felt that Feng Qiu and him were filming As if it would dirty his script, he wanted money, but also wanted to appear as a "clean" artist. If this kind of person came to solicit investment, Jiang Yu in his previous life would definitely turn his head and let his assistant block him.

I can't even figure out what kind of thing I am, but can I figure out the film I made?

The director over there was completely defeated. Under Feng Qiu's staring eyes, his face was a little depressed, and there was still an imperceptible complaint hidden in his eyes: "Okay, don't say any more, it's meaningless to say more, you continue to act. Your fifth prince, the script will be given to you in a while, as for him..."

As soon as Jiang Yu put down his phone, he received the director's almost malicious gaze.

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Why did it burn him again?

"There is really no place in the crew." The black vest spread his hands: "You can figure it out, as it was agreed before, only you will come here."

Feng Qiu raised his brows high: "I just said let him play the servant of my palace - how about playing a father-in-law?"

All eyes were on Jiang Yu, some were contemptuous, some were speculating, some were appraising.

Feng Qiu: "I remember that in ancient costume dramas, there is that kind of servant who acts as a bench for others, right? I think he plays that kind of thing..."

"You betrayed my love, you owed your conscience, and finally I found out the truth, and I shed tears..."

The cheerful ringtone interrupted Feng Qiu's words. Accompanied by the vibrating and magical music, everyone's eyes were focused on the lit cell phone next to Jiang Yu.

There is a note on it: Director Wang.

In front of everyone, Jiang Yu picked up the phone and smiled shyly: "Excuse me, I'll answer the call."

As he said that, he also used this place as his own sofa, put his legs together, and raised his mobile phone: "Hello, Director Wang."

The surrounding area is very quiet, even if the speakerphone is not turned on, the voice on the phone can be heard clearly.

The voice of the person on the other side seemed a little dissatisfied: "Xiao Jiang, what's the matter? You can give me a letter of approval if you come or not. I have already joined the production team. Why can't you young people know how to do things at all?"

Jiang Yu pursed his lips into a smile, and said in a brisk voice, "Director Wang, if you give me a chance, of course I will come. I've already arrived at the studio, and I'll be there soon."

"Hey, here we come. It's almost the same. Come here quickly. The crew is in Studio 18. Let me introduce you to a big star." The other side hung up the phone muttering.

Jiang Yu stood up, stuffed his phone back into his pocket, put his hands in his pocket, turned his head and walked out, when he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and said: "Your crew doesn't have a role for me, right?"

More than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at him stupidly.

"The prince doesn't even have a slave, what a slut." Jiang Yu muttered, put it in his pocket, hummed a song, and walked away slowly.

"Betrayed my love~ You owed a debt of conscience~ When I finally found out the truth, I shed tears~"

The studio was quiet for a long time, and the director said in a daze, "Studio No. 18... which crew is it?"

"The actor's crew..." A staff member next to him came back to his senses, and said in a low voice, "That Director Wang, that's the one, Wang He!"

The director's dejected face suddenly became a little paler.

"Where did he get this kind of ability..." Feng Qiu pressed his hands firmly on the back of the chair, his knuckles were blue and white: "It's too much to deceive people...I'm going to tell Mr. Mo."

Over there, Jiang Yu has already strolled to Studio 18.

The door of the studio was ajar, he knocked twice symbolically, and seeing through the glass that everyone inside was busy, no one paid any attention to this side, so he pushed the door and walked in.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang is here."

The person who bumped into him was the brother who was filming with Jiang Yu last time, and Jiang Yu smiled and said hello: "Brother Zhao."

Jiang Yu glanced into the studio, where several photographers and lighting engineers were standing there, shooting something to a person in front of the white screen.

"What are they doing?"

"Taking a few photos, the crew hasn't turned on the machine yet, so I'm still idle." The cameraman pointed over there: "Director Wang is in the room over there, you can go find him."

Jiang Yu was still staring at the man taking the photo over there.This person...why does his outline look familiar?

"Are you stupid?" The photographer brother laughed: "Are you also a fan of Fu Dayingdi?"

"Actor?" Jiang Yu slightly opened his eyes.

"That's right, we are really a big crew, I didn't fool you, you kid, don't you think about us secretly filming pornographic movies without doing business, right?"

"That's good." Jiang Yu muttered.

"what?"

"I'll take a look." Jiang Yu looked at the studio over there and blinked.

"Go, go, you fans... I'll help you tell Director Wang."

"Thank you Brother Zhao."

Jiang Yu ran to the back of the cameramen with small steps, and tiptoed to look ahead.

The man in front of the white curtain looks less than 30 years old. He is wearing a light gray suit. He is tall, slender and straight, with very heroic features and sharp eyebrows. He is a "cold male god" that many girls will like of that kind.

——Jiang Yu likes it too.

But his heart belongs to Bai Yueguang alone!Don't even try to squeeze out the big fingernails!Don't think about it!

Thinking about it, Bai Yueguang's extremely handsome face appeared in Jiang Yu's mind again, and then the outline gradually overlapped with the face of the actor in front of the white screen...

Hey, why does it look a bit like it?

The resemblance is not very resemblance, but a clue can be seen between the eyebrows and eyes, Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then took a few more glances.

Come to think of it, isn't this the one who made Mo Songlin smash three TVs and 130 dinner plates?

Just such a small resemblance can be seen by Mo Songlin, Jiang Yu really admires it.

"How are you, isn't he handsome?" Director Wang suddenly appeared from behind Jiang Yu: "No matter how handsome you are, you can't keep staring like last time. Xiao Fu's acting skills are not so good. If you have nothing to do, go and follow him more often." People ask for advice."