When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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"It's up to you to play the leading role."

Ah? ? ?

This turning point came so quickly that Qianling was stunned, not understanding what he meant.

The others exclaimed and started whispering.

"Isn't it? It's halfway through filming and the protagonist needs to be changed, so Man Ziming is going to die of anger hahaha."

"Obviously Qianling is more like a protagonist. Director Wen has a really poisonous vision."

"I heard that the actors selected by Wen Bai all became first-line actors in the end. Qianling is very lucky. I'm so envious."

Man Ziming glared at Qian Ling bitterly, "I object, why should he be the leading actor as a rookie, and we have already signed the contract."

The assistant director looked a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice next to Wen Bai: "Director Wen, this is a commercial film. Qian Ling is a newcomer actor, so I'm afraid he doesn't have box office appeal..."

"The script can be changed, but why can't the characters be changed?" Wen Bai's face was still cold, "If you can't do this, then there is no need to discuss other things."

"This……"

The assistant director couldn't decide to pay attention, so he went out on the phone and called other investors, "Director Wen, please wait a moment."

After the door closed, Wen Bo's eyes fell on Qian Ling again.

"come over."

He spoke softly.

The seat in front of her was quickly moved away, making way for Qian Ling to come out.

"..."

Qian Ling pursed her lips nervously. Although she didn't understand the other party's behavior, she still walked over slowly.

Wen Bo's dark and indifferent eyes gradually became complicated and dark as Qian Ling approached. He looked at him almost intently, and nothing around him could take away his attention to Qian Ling.

It's like an artist who is obsessed with painting has found a model that satisfies him, and he can't put it down.

"You are so pretty."

Wen Bo raised his hand, his slender and clean fingers touched his cheek.

Fingertips are cold.

Qian Ling shrank her shoulders slightly from the cold temperature, raised her head, and glanced at him cautiously.

Wen Bo's piercing black eyes were full of hot admiration.

"Our cooperation will definitely be very pleasant. I have thought of countless ways to present your unique beauty on the screen."

The bullet screens have been interpreted:

——Wen Bo: You are my God!

——My wife is about to play the leading role!About to play the leading role!

——I love this director who is indifferent to others. After meeting his wife, his eyes are full of snakes.

——This hand is really astringent, who knows, the thin and slender fingers are slightly exerting force on the soft and fair cheeks, the protruding veins seem to be restrained to the extreme, and all the thoughts are silently expressed from the eyes.

——Let's just say I'm looking forward to it, Director Xiaowen, I'll leave the filming of the wife to you!

……

Qian Ling was so stared at him that she couldn't move, and even her breathing stopped for a few seconds.

At this moment, the door was opened from the outside.

Qianling quickly took two steps back.

The assistant director came in with the phone in hand, facing Wen Bo's dark eyes, feeling a chill down his spine for no reason.

Did he come in at the wrong time?

Wen Bo said: "Have you discussed it?"

The assistant director came back to his senses and nodded, "The investor said that as long as you are willing to continue filming, Director Wen, all changes will be fine. As for the signed contract, they will take care of it."

"Impossible, I don't believe it!" Man Ziming angrily slammed the door and left.

There was a burst of laughter behind him.

"He thought that if Director Wang died, he would be able to continue acting easily, but now he can't even keep the leading role."

"Who told him to say that we are fools."

"Then it's time for him to play a supporting role. Let's see if he dares to put on airs."

……

Qian Ling stood there in a daze, listening to the actors walking out congratulating him one by one.

Some of them are unfamiliar, but they are more willing to let this beautiful newcomer take over than to let Man Ziming, who is obviously not strong enough and difficult to approach, be the protagonist.

Wen Bai, who was the last to leave, bent down, "Then we'll see you later."

Qian Ling twitched her eyelashes and hummed.

Wen Bai smiled lightly, shaking the script in his hand like melting ice and snow, "Don't worry, I will definitely change it to suit you."

"Okay, okay, Director Wen."

Zhang Hong, who had been waiting outside for a long time, as Qianling's manager, saw Man Ziming rushing out with a fierce face, and saw other people coming out one after another.

He finally couldn't hold back anymore and walked in after everyone left.

Qian Ling stood there with a dazed expression on his face.

Zhang Hong's heart skipped a beat, thinking that the new director would replace him.

This is also normal.

Director Wang has a little friendship with him, so he waived the audition to let Qian Ling enter the group, and the new director is notoriously indifferent in the industry. In order to make a good film, he will do anything.

Seeing Qian Ling's ecstatic expression, Zhang Hong felt more and more aggrieved, he muttered, and inexplicably began to feel some distress for this artist who was not sad at first.

"You, don't be too sad. We won't shoot if the role is gone. I have a lot of resources, so I will contact you for the talent show and become an idol."

Qian Ling slowly turned her head to look at him, "Director Wen, he asked me to play the leading role."

Zhang Hong was ready to comfort him again, but was stunned by his words, he was stunned for a few seconds, his eyes were full of disbelief, "Ah? What did you just say? Wen Bo asked you to play the leading role???? "

Qian Ling nodded.

"I'll go! I'll go!" Zhang Hong didn't expect such a big cake to be thrown on their heads, "No wonder I saw Man Ziming running out so strangely just now."

Qian Ling worried: "Will I not do well?"

After all, judging by everyone's attitude, this literary director seems to have high requirements for his own works. He has no experience in filming, so he may not meet his expectations.

"What are you afraid of, someone like Man Ziming can be the leading actor," Zhang Hong patted him on the shoulder, "Remember, in this entertainment circle, as long as someone is willing to praise you, you can become popular.

As for how it became popular, no one cares. "

Is that so?

After a brief rest, Qian Ling was called to do styling, and he was surrounded by a group of makeup artists and stylists.

This is the treatment he didn't have on the first day.

The makeup artist stroked her chin, looked at Qian Ling's face in the mirror in front of her, and sighed after a long silence, "What should I do, I feel the Waterloo of life."

"This face is so perfect, I have no place to play."

It is also a pity for the stylist.

He touched Qianling's soft hair, and was immediately shocked by the smooth texture, "Oh my god, how do you take care of it? Is such beautiful hair really going to be dyed black according to the script? Then It is indeed a pity."

The makeup artist and stylist exchanged glances.

They closed the door of the dressing room, chattered for a long time, and picked out a small black vest and white shirt from a pile of clothes.

"Go and change your clothes first."

"Oh, thank you."

Qian Ling walked into the fitting room with the clothes, and smiled at them before closing the door. The make-up artist and stylist outside the door couldn't help screaming anymore.

"He's really cute, and he's so polite."

"I announced that he is my wife, and I will use all the makeup skills I have learned all my life. Although I think my wife's skin is fragile, I may not be able to use it..."

Qianling put on her clothes and opened the door gently.

Hearing the slight creaking sound of the door opening, the sisters who had lost their trousers during the discussion stopped at the same time and turned their heads to look over.

The version of the shirt is loose, and the cuffs have long ties like two cute bows.The shape of the black vest is slim, and the silver side clip is matched with a small black bow tie. The whole outfit will not look too serious, but also has a sense of extravagance.

Qian Ling tugged at the waist of the little vest, "Is this okay?"

"Okay!! It's not too good!!"

"Woooooo my wife, no, Qianling, you are so beautiful, can I take a photo with you?"

At this moment, the door of the dressing room was pushed open from the outside.

Surrounded in the middle, Qian Ling blushed and saw Wen Bai walking in, and softly called out, "Director Wen."

The make-up artist and stylist who had been to the sidelines finally regained some sense, stepped aside, and then whispered, "Director Wen, we are playing, and we will start styling later."

Wen Bo didn't give them a look, but went straight to Qian Ling, and his heavy eyes fell on the waist wrapped in the small black vest.

It is so thin that you can wrap it around without using one hand.

"Director Wen?" Qian Ling called out again in a low voice.

Wen Bai hummed softly, took off the bouquet of props placed next to him, folded off a thick and gaudy rose, and handed it to him, "This dress suits you very well."

Qianling took it helplessly.

Only then did Wen Bai turn his head to the stylist and makeup artist and said, "There is no need to adjust any more, this body is very good."

"what?"

Although they felt the same way, they still asked, "But what is written in the script is..."

"I've already revised the script." Wen Bo handed the revised script to Qian Ling, "You go back and read it carefully today, if you have any questions, come to me to discuss, my room is next to you."

Qian Ling took it with both hands and nodded vigorously.

"I'll take a good look."

Wen Bo nodded, "I still have things to do, if you want to find me, you can also call me."

A business card was handed over.

For some reason, Qian Ling always had a feeling that Wen Bai was a little too responsible.

Like... looking forward to his active contact?

Qian Ling took the revised script and left the dressing room. When he was around the corner, a figure suddenly jumped out, startling him.

Man Ziming said, "So afraid of me?"

"What's the matter with you?" Qian Ling was still worried about how to finish the script in one night, and had no time to waste time here.

"You're proud of being the protagonist?"

Man Ziming bit his eyes on the script and business card in his hand, and when he saw Wen Bo's name, he showed a jealous look, "What shameful deal did you make with Wen Bo, so that he would not hesitate to offend the investors, but also Want to change me?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. It's not my idea to replace your role. If you have any opinions, you should talk to the person in charge."

After saying that, Qian Ling left from his side.

Man Ziming turned his head, looked at his leaving back, and said loudly: "Don't think that you can continue acting if you get this role now, and you can't get what I can't get."

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