Mr. Jiang's loyal dog

"What do you mean? You know, I always wish you well... You are a person with a natural talent for acting. People like you should be remembered by the film industry." Sister Ling earnestly said.

Jiang Zun was also rarely seen angry: "But I thought it would be easier."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, maybe Sister Ling didn't expect that he would say such a thing.

After a long time, Sister Ling said with disappointment in her tone, "You are no longer the former Jiang Zun."

She never dreamed that one day the two of them could speak in such a tone.Immediately afterwards, Sister Ling gasped heavily: "That's it, I think you need to calm down."

Soon there was a beeping busy tone on the phone.

Jiang Zun threw the phone aside and frowned.

I don't know when it started, he became very unhappy, as if a stone was pressed in his heart.

He thought that having a meal with an old friend would at least relieve him, but he was wrong.

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The next day, Jiang Zun got up very early, packed up and rushed to the film and television city to catch up with the filming progress.

There were too many discordant voices during this time, if he procrastinated to shoot, he didn't know what would be waiting for him.

The popularity accumulated over the years is not always good to be exhausted like this.

"Master, please..." Seeing him walk into the studio, the makeup artist greeted him enthusiastically, and he returned his martial arts smile with the corners of his mouth curled up: "Trouble."

He sat down on the chair and fell silent.

"Master, that is you, such a big bowl, you are always so polite to us. If it were someone else, they would just ignore us." The makeup artist said with a smile on his face .

The little assistant on the side continued: "That is, only people who have reached a certain level can have the cultivation of gentleness and humility."

The little assistant's words amused Jiang Zun: "Master, I didn't realize that your little apprentice's education level is not low."

"Hey, my lord was joking. What kind of culture does he have there? He just likes to read some books!"

Several people are joking.

The door of the dressing room was suddenly pushed open, and Yulong strode in: "Brother Zun, we will cooperate in the future. Happy cooperation!"

Jiang Zun stared at his outstretched hand, thoughtfully: "What role are you?"

"Naturally it's the male second." Yulong smiled.

"The second male? Didn't the director say to use Guantai's before? Why..." Jiang Zun looked at Yulong's complacent look, and felt displeasure in his heart.

A strong, bad intuition began to linger in his mind.

"What method did you use?" Jiang Zun said after taking a deep breath, and then asked the makeup artist and apprentice to go out.

This kind of thing is not good for others to hear.

It's not good for anyone to spread the word.

Yulong's face was stunned, and then he still smiled warmly: "What's wrong? Am I worse than Guantai? Means? I am really wronged. I really didn't use any means! It was Guantai's mother who got sick. He really doesn't have time."

"What a coincidence?" Jiang Zun's brows furrowed even tighter.

Why was everything fine before, but Guantai's mother was sick these two days.

I really can't tell.

"You doubt me?" Yulong asked softly.

"No! I just find it strange. Since Guantai's mother is sick, I, as a friend, should go and see. Master Liang, Master Liang..." Jiang Zun shouted a few times, and the makeup artist hurried over.

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