I became popular in the entertainment industry after I took the boss's cub

A month later.

The whole drama of New Fermented Wine has been finished, Yuan Jiayu bid farewell to the seniors one by one, tidied up, and joined the new crew in a few days despite his reluctance.

Yuan Jiayu couldn't explain the situation of the new crew.

"Xiao Yuan," Tong Ruo looked at Yuan Jiayu who had just entered the room while drinking the coffee made by his assistant slowly, and said, "Call me the field manager."

"I just saw that there is something wrong with the configuration of the crew. Go and call the scene manager for me, and tell him that I'm looking for him. Xiao Yuan, are you busy right now?"

Yuan Jiayu had just rushed to the set, and hadn't even eaten a bite yet, so she had to forcefully respond with a smile, shaking her head, "It's okay, I'm free, I'll call."

Before the stool is warm enough to sit on, I have to go out again.

As soon as he walked out of the lounge door, Yuan Jiayu's assistant couldn't help muttering: "Who... just knows how to send us, just call someone, why doesn't her assistant go? It's only been a few days... every day I call You help, how can there be such a bully, really speechless."

"Oh, there's no way," Yuan Jiayu rubbed his hands, warming up a bit, "Whoever makes someone a movie queen, enters the circle in his teens, even if he's a senior who has been in the circle for 20 years, it's not bullying It’s me, I’m just looking for an errand.”

The assistant curled her lips, "What's so great about being an actress... It's because you are so easy to bully."

"It's okay, it's not too much," Yuan Jiayu poked his assistant with his elbow, "Don't worry. I'm not without temper."

"Huh. You'd better be." The assistant snorted, and gave Yuan Jiayu the soy milk in his hand, "Drink it first, or it will be cold in a while."

Yuan Jiayu was hungry, and just as he stretched out his hand in the air, a figure flashed past, and Yuan Jiayu was hit hard on the back.

"Ah!" The assistant exclaimed, Yuan Jiayu staggered forward and knocked over the cup in the assistant's hand.

Just like that, the whole cup of soy milk was poured on Yuan Jiayu's body.

"Hiss..." The soy milk dripped down Yuan Jiayu's sleeve, burning the back of his hand red.

The splashed soy milk also spilled on the visitor.

"Who walks without looking at the road?" The young man took out a tissue to wipe the splashed soybean milk with a look of disgust.

The assistant was in a hurry to pass the paper to Yuan Jiayu, and when he heard this, he immediately became furious, "Who are you? Is there something wrong? You didn't apologize for bumping into someone?"

"Don't you blame me for not looking at the road yourself?" The young man glanced at Yuan Jiayu, and the disgust on his face grew even stronger.

"A little artist's assistant, what are you talking about here?"

The assistant was so angry that he rolled his eyes, wishing he could punch this idiot immediately, "Today is the king of heaven, and I have to apologize if I hit someone!"

"I won't, what can you do to me?" The young man has a good hand at playing rogue, "I haven't told you to pay for my clothes yet, why are you so arrogant?"

Seeing the momentum, the assistant took a step forward and grabbed the young man's sleeve, "Apologize."

The young man said loudly, "Relax! I still have work to do. If you delay, be careful, your master will be kicked out of the set tomorrow."

The assistant gripped tighter.

"Forget it." Seeing this, Yuan Jiayu tugged at the assistant's clothes, "Let's go, there's no need to argue with such an unreasonable person."

The young man was about to reply, "Don't be ignorant..."

"What's the matter, what's the matter, Xiao Cui," the sound of high-heeled shoes came, and a female voice interrupted the young man's words.

"Sister Yangyang, you're finally here." The young man's aura instantly became eight times more arrogant than before, "These two people blame me for not looking at the road when they walk. I apologize."

The one called Sister Yangyang is the newly promoted floret Song Yangyang. She has delicate eyebrows and black hair with a shawl. She is the second female number who just entered the group today.

Song Yangyang glanced at several people, as if he understood what was going on, he immediately smiled at Yuan Jiayu.

"Sorry, my assistant is not sensible," Song Yangyang squinted and smiled, "I apologize on his behalf. Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yuan Jiayu glanced at the time and didn't want to say more, "I still have something to do. You are all busy, so I'm leaving first."

"Hey, good," Song Yangyang watched the two leave, the smile on his face slightly subdued.

"Sister Yangyang!" The young man was angrily, "Why is he so transparent to give him face! Judging by his appearance just now, he must not have taken you seriously!"

Song Yangyang brushed his hair, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the young man.

"Who said I let him go." Song Yangyang said softly, and after finishing speaking, he smiled at the young man, "Why are you in a hurry."

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Yuan Jiayu didn't bring any spare clothes, so he simply rinsed his splashed sleeves with water. The clothes were soaked in cold water and stuck to Yuan Jiayu's skin, which made him shiver a few times.

Running back to the air-conditioned lounge, Yuan Jiayu huddled into a ball to keep warm, and took out his cell phone from his bag.

He sighed and opened the chat box.

[Yuyuyuyu]: /Big cry//Big cry/It was really unlucky just now QwQ

[Yuyuyuyu]: woo woo woo woo woo I am so sad I play Chopin in the rain

Yuan Jia Yu Ba La Ba La Ba La sent more than a dozen messages, describing what he had just experienced with emotion, and sent them all at once.

10 minutes later, no reply yet.

Yuan Jiayu felt empty for no reason.

[Yuyuyuyu]: Brother Lang, are you busy these two days?

Yuan Jiayu looked through the chat history, and found that the previous chat was quite normal, Brother Lang has always been very good, and chatted with him a lot.Why has the frequency of replies suddenly decreased a lot in the past two days, sometimes it takes several hours to reply, and the reply is only a few short words.Yuan Jiayu suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Start work, get ready soon, stop playing with your phone," the assistant director came over to urge people, Yuan Jiayu responded, put away the phone, and set off to change costumes.

Forget it, I'll ask when I pick him up at night.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Song Yangyang, who we just joined today." The director personally introduced Song Yangyang to everyone, "Yangyang is a very good actor, I hope we all will work together in the future, so that the filming work can be completed as soon as possible!"

"Thank you director for your praise," Song Yangyang chuckled, "I am the one, and I have to learn more from you seniors."

"What are you wearing?"

Although the voice was very low, Yuan Jiayu still heard Tong Ruo muttering softly.

"Isn't it just because I have a rich father, who brought money into the team," Tong Ruo chatted with his assistant, "The director is trying to curry favor with her now, and he will definitely regret it later."

really.As Tong Ruo expected.

"Cut!" NG over and over again, the director finally ran out of patience, blushing and wanted to curse, but couldn't speak.

"Yuan Jiayu, raise your arms higher, don't walk so stiffly! Keep a distance from Song Yangyang, how many times have you said that!" The director waved, "Song Yangyang, come here, I'll tell you about the play."

"Just picking soft persimmons." The assistant was a little fond of Song Yangyang's apology at first, but now he has completely lost it. "I can see clearly that Song Yangyang deliberately insisted on walking towards you. The director can't scold her, he can only vent his anger on you..."

Yuan Jiayu waved his hand, "It's okay, I came here from Director Xiao, and I'm already immune to these things."

"Ah..." The assistant also felt sorry for Yuan Jiayu, but after all, he couldn't help much, so he could only give Song Yangyang a hard blow in his heart.

The shooting in the afternoon was almost the same as the shooting in the morning.Because of Song Yangyang's deliberate mistake, Yuan Jiayu ran around bitterly, wanting to become the director's punching bag.

However, Yuan Jiayu didn't think it was Song Yangyang who deliberately made things difficult at first, until Yuan Jiayu met the prop boy in the bathroom during the break.

"That..." The little brother hesitated, "Jiayu, come here."

"Huh?" Yuan Jiayu was curious, "What's the matter?"

The little brother observed that there was no one around, and whispered to Yuan Jiayu.

"Jiayu...have you offended Song Yangyang?"

"Me?" Yuan Jiayu was puzzled, "Well... maybe there is."

The little brother sighed helplessly, "Song Yangyang came over at noon and ordered some of our Lavia ropes, and said that you should pull harder when you go up, so that you will suffer more."

Yuan Jiayu opened his eyes wide in surprise.

The little brother is obviously not surprised by these things, "It's okay, we won't listen to her, just pretend a little when you go up later. Mainly...my younger brother is about the same age as you, you two are quite alike...after you Watch out for her."

"Thank you, thank you very much," Yuan Jiayu realized, and quickly thanked the younger brother.

The little brother still has something to do, so he left in a hurry.

After the little brother left, Yuan Jiayu squatted helplessly in the corner, took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a message, but held back after holding it tightly.

In the evening, the day's filming work came to an end.

The director received a call from the producer and greeted everyone happily.

"Tonight, the producers and investors will have a meal with everyone. If you have nothing to do, go there as much as possible. Maybe you can get new investment."

Yuan Jiayu sniffed his sleeve, it still smelled of soy milk, he just wanted to go back to the dormitory and change clothes.

"Director, I have something to do, tonight..."

"Can't you push something a little bit?" the director said persuasively, "Look, several of the leading actors have gone, it's not good if you don't go, the producer might think you don't want to give him face. And you are also a What a rare opportunity to show up in front of producers and investors."

Yuan Jiayu struggled for a long time, but finally compromised.

"All right……"

The director nodded in satisfaction.

But it is also strange to say.The investors didn't ask Song Yangyang to go by name, but even called the newcomer by name.

The director shook his head, how strange.

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at the same time.

Huo Lan looked in the mirror, trying to wear his oversized shirt.

awful.The buttons don't close at all.

"Ah—how could this happen!" Huo Lan angrily threw the shirt on the shelf.Why haven't I bought particularly loose clothes before?

He has been wearing a sweater for a week and going out to walk his dog.

I finally wanted to go out for a walk today, but I couldn't even wear the nicer clothes!

hateful!

In the previous three or four months, I was not particularly pregnant because I was relatively thin.

Why, after spending a month at home reading a book and walking the dog, my stomach suddenly became so big that I couldn't even wear normal clothes.

Even if you can barely get in.There will be many problems that will follow.

For example, he and Cen Liming are enough attention-grabbing existences in themselves. If you add the identity of a pregnant woman and a big belly, the eyes of passers-by will fall on them in all likelihood.

What if the concealment measures are not done well, and passers-by accidentally recognize it...

Thinking about it is troublesome.

"I've only been like this for more than five months..." Huo Lan suddenly felt sad, "It's still a few months before I die. Is it possible that I can't even get out of the door these few months..."

Cen Liming tried to comfort her, "Why don't we go to the hot spring? Go to a place where there are few people."

"I want to go shopping..." Huo Lan was aggrieved.

Cen Liming kissed Huo Lan's forehead, "... Is there anything you want to buy, I'll buy it for you."

Huo Lan didn't speak.

There was a long silence.

"I have a solution."

Huo Lan stood up abruptly.

"what?"

Huo Lan walked to the cloakroom.

Opened the wardrobe containing Lolita.

"wait for me."

[The author has something to say]: As long as the thinking is not slippery, there are always more solutions than difficulties

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