After being forced to be a stand-in, I really smell like [Entertainment]

The two sat in the car for a while, Yin Wu really couldn't wait for Ling Cheqing's reply, so he decided to leave.

Just after pushing the car door, Ling Cheqing finally said calmly: "Since you hate me so much, let's forget about this scene."

Yin Wu got out of the car, closed the car door, and clapped his hands indifferently: "That's optional, anyway, the filming should have been finished long ago, I don't want to waste time with you at all, it's best not to meet again in future scenes!"

After finishing speaking, Yin Wu walked away without looking back. Just a few steps away, she bumped into Ling Cheqing's manager, Wu Ze.

He smiled and walked towards him, and said hello: "Morning, Xiaowu."

Although he is a clear and clear person, Yin Wu is not disgusted with the kind and gentle man, but feels comfortable, so he responded to him: "Ah, good morning."

"Why did you hurt your face, do you want to go to the hospital?" He asked worriedly again.

"It's okay, it will be fine after a while."

"Okay then, be careful on the way back."

"Yeah." Yin Wu nodded, and walked past him quickly, running in the opposite direction.

But Wu Ze went straight forward and got into Ling Cheqing's car.

In the car, Ling Cheqing was lighting a cigarette, with her hand resting on the window with the cigarette in her hand, the smoke drifted out from his fingertips like this.

"How many cigarettes do you smoke a day?" Wu Ze frowned and snatched the cigarette from his hand, extinguished it and threw it away.

"Not many." Ling Cheqing looked out the window: "Seven or eight."

"That's not much?" Wu Ze persuaded: "If you can quit, quit it, don't be addicted."

"I'm not addicted, I order one out of habit."

"I think you are habitually thinking about that person, right?" Wu Ze smiled softly and gave Ling Cheqing a look of understanding.

Ling Cheqing didn't answer the question, and deliberately changed the subject: "How did you get the medicine?"

"Of course it's sacrificing my appearance." Wu Ze put away his gentleness and changed into a more evil smile: "Rongjing has many beauties under his command, so I just picked one to play with him for a while." At night, he willingly stole the medicine to me."

Ling Cheqing glanced at him with a strange look in her eyes: "I always feel that you are trying to benefit yourself from public affairs."

"Ah Shui, you're blaming me for saying that. I'm really serious about doing things for you, okay?"

Ling Cheqing didn't bother to continue to tangle with him, and asked again: "The hype and public opinion on the Internet, have you contacted the media to delete it?"

"Yes, it's deleted." Wu Ze continued, "It was done by Rong Jing. What he is best at is selling his artists as playthings to rich and powerful people like you. While helping the artists become famous, he also Let the artist completely degenerate."

Ling Cheqing didn't reply any more, and assigned a new task after a long while: "Go talk to Wang Cheng, tell me I have something to do, and the next scene will not be filmed."

"Stop filming?" Wu Ze quickly guessed, "Is it because of Yin Wu?"

"It has nothing to do with him."

"I saw him get out of your car just now. He still has injuries on his face. You two... are you fighting again?"

"No."

Seeing Ling Che's perfunctory response, Wu Ze wisely didn't continue to ask.

After a while, Ling Cheqing started the car and left the alley.

……

After getting off Ling Cheqing's car, Yin Wu went back to the studio to look for Rongjing.

Rongjing bought a small villa in the city center as a studio, named "Jingyuan Studio", only three floors high.

Regardless of the fact that there are only three floors, if you can afford a villa on the second ring road in the city center, you are already considered rich.

Besides, this is only a small part of the property in his name.

Yin Wu went directly to his office, knocked on the door, and someone inside responded, "Please come in."

This was his assistant's voice. Yin Wu pushed the door open and saw Rong Jing sitting on the sofa in the office, holding an artist under him in his arms, flirting.

The assistant was still sorting out the files without paying attention.

The person Rong Jing hugged was Pei Qing, a very popular top-line celebrity recently, and Yin Wu recognized her at a glance.

Seeing Yin Wu come in, Rong Jing let go of his ambiguous hand, and reprimanded him unhappy: "If you need me for anything, call ahead."

Yin Wu stood where he was and didn't answer. He glanced at Pei Qing. The short skirt on her body was all up to her thighs, and she could see her back. The only place where there was cloth was her shoulders, and Rong Jing grabbed her and pulled it to the crook of her arm. .

What is alive and well at this moment is a picture of a spring scene.

Although Yin Wu is not familiar with Pei Qing, he knows that she is actually a very dirty artiste, because she is featured in many X-rated movies and social aid dating websites.

All the black fans on the Internet are also scolding her cousin, and she is even called the "Queen of Erotica".

She became popular because of those erotic things that made her popular. Of course, the hype in the middle was all done by Rongjing.

Seeing that Yin Wu didn't speak, Pei Qing in Rongjing's arms pulled on the clothes that had faded to her shoulders, and stood up calmly: "Maybe he is really in a hurry, why don't you two talk first."

"Okay, I'll look for you at night." Rong Jing waved his hand, signaling her to leave first.

After hearing this, Pei Qing nodded, put on her brand-name bag, and walked past Yin Wu with her slender waist twisted.

During this period, Yin Wu's gaze stayed on her all the time, but she never looked at herself again from the beginning to the end.

Until the back completely disappeared, it was Rong Jing's voice that pulled Yin Wu's gaze back: "Speak, what's the matter?"

Yin Wu turned around, took two steps forward, and sat opposite Rongjing's sofa: "I want to talk to you about the medicine."

But Rong Jing casually touched a pack of brand-name cigarettes from the counter of the coffee table in front of the sofa, took out one and put it in his mouth, and the assistant came over to light it for him tactfully.

After taking a deep breath, Rong Jing slowly raised his eyes, and looked at Yin Wu with contempt: "You found out."

"Yes, I found out." Yin Wu didn't want to go around in circles with him, and went straight to the point: "I won't take the medicine anymore, and I won't have anything to do with Ling Cheqing again."

"Oh?" There was a sneering smile on Rong Jing's wretched face: "You have a lot of backbone?"

"It's not a matter of backbone, it's a matter of principle. I'm a showman, not a prostitute."

"Then I want to ask, you don't sell yourself, and you expect me to do charity all the time? Do you want me to pay for your father's medical expenses?"

These words immediately choked Yin Wu to death: "I..."

But he still reluctantly replied: "The big deal is not to be an actor, I can do other things."

"Hahaha——" Rong Jing seemed to have heard the biggest joke, laughing so much that he almost spit out his cigarette: "Your father spends at least [-] yuan a month, your mother quit her job to take care of him, and your brother is You have to go to school, and all the expenses of your family are supported by you alone. You told me to do other things? May I ask, besides daydreaming, what kind of work can you do to earn so much money in a month as a newcomer? ?”

"..." Yin Wu was choked and speechless.

Rong Jing continued to reason with him: "I understand that young people have a bit of a temper, but once you enter this society, all your temper will be wiped out by the reality. The cruelty of this world is that no one wants to talk to money. If you have money, you can make other people lie down naked, but if you don’t have money...you have to lie down naked, and you even have to kneel down to lick other people comfortably, in exchange for a chance to survive.”

Yin Wu's heart was touched, and he knew very well that what Rong Jing was talking about was reality and the status quo of this society.

People at the bottom are just ants. If they want to live or climb up, they will always be empty talk without sacrifice, and they will always be trampled underfoot.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Rong Jing didn't continue to persuade him, but just reached out and handed him a cigarette.

Yin Wu raised his hand, wanting to accept it, but didn't want to.

But he finally picked it up, and as soon as he put it in his mouth, the assistant came over to give him the fire, but he said, "No, I don't smoke."

He never smokes, thinks smoking is harmful to health, and he doesn't like the smell of smoke either.

But Rong Jing snatched the fire from the assistant's hand, and forcibly lit it on Yin Wu: "You should learn to grow up, self-willedness is something only children deserve."

"Cough, cough..." Yin Wu took a puff and was choked, but he still learned to get used to it, and reluctantly took a second puff.

It seemed that it was not as uncomfortable as the first puff, and the chemical substances in the smoke also temporarily liberated his painful brain.

No wonder that person smokes so many cigarettes every day... Does he have a pain deep in his heart that others will never understand?

Even pheromones are bitter.

"I'm not forcing you either, I'll give you time to think about it." Rong Jing put down the cigarette in his hand, and breathed out lightly: "If you agree, please please Ling Cheqing as his dog and let him play with me. If you hold the top spot, if you don’t agree, then pay me 500 million liquidated damages and we’ll make it up and break it up, it’s all up to you.”

"And..." Rongjing continued: "Don't overestimate yourself. The capital of being proud of your talent is that you have to let the whole world see your talent. In the past, there were few competitors in this industry. As long as you are serious about acting, you can Famous, but now...hehe."

"An anchor who pretends to be crazy and foolish every day can attract people's attention, let alone those entertainers who want to be popular. If you don't try your best to find opportunities to let others notice you, no matter how hard you try How can you be talented, is it useful?"

is that useful……

Yin Wu shook his head knowingly.

He understood the truth, but...he still couldn't convince himself that, in order to become famous and make money, he humiliatedly catered to someone he didn't like.

So he stood up resolutely, just said: "I'll go first", and left the room.

The sky outside is very gloomy, as is the case in summer, the sky is still clear one second, and the next second may be a rainstorm.

Yin Wu walked aimlessly on the street, looking at the crowds, some were busy with their ordinary lives, some were holding hands with their lovers and spreading dog food happily, and some were teaching their children.

It's a pity that these are things that he can't experience in his life.

Can't live a normal life, can't be liked, can't get pregnant...

But now, he is forced to become a tool for others to vent their desires.

Probably the fate of this life is like this.

It's just drawing a lottery. If there is a next life, I hope to draw a good lottery.

At the very least, I can happily do the career I like, hold the person I like in my arms, and have a cute child to take him around the world.

That's it.