Be good, stop making trouble [entertainment circle]

The Lord nodded, and the matter of debut was on the agenda in an instant.The staff, who had always been procrastinating in everything, suddenly started to work quickly, with everything from person settings to routes. When he went to the office the next day, the house number had changed from "broker's office" to a customized "artist lounge". Yu Xing's name is also written on it, indicating that this is an exclusive lounge.

This treatment is also quite special. After all, artists are not job-jobs. Except for a few very special ones, even Xing Yilan couldn't get a room. Compared with the practical value, the establishment of the lounge is more like an honor. .For example, when Li Yixuan took the Best Actor, he immediately had a place in this office building.

Although the Yu line is a special case.

Sitting in this office, which had not had time to change the interior, he contacted Shao Xiaowu to discuss investment issues.After the call was connected, Shao Xiaowu hesitated for a long time. As a director, this kid's acting skills can be said to be so bad most of the time, and he heard something wrong.After a little pressing, Yu Xing came up with something.

Early this morning, someone anonymously invested a large sum of money, and contacted the filming team for him—he just came up with the configuration of the TV series for the online drama, and they were all teams that Shao Xiaowu had often cooperated with in the past few years.What was originally a random book to praise newcomers has suddenly transformed into a major production of conscience web dramas.

There is no such thing as a free lunch. The anonymous investor made a request and appointed two leading actors.

Yu Xing: "...Didn't you let me do it?"

"Yes," Shao Xiaowu said angrily, "the other one is Su Cheng. I didn't take his money. Do you have the contact information of Fanxing? .”

It was only after seven o'clock in the morning, and he could feel that he was not awake through the phone.Yu Xing persuaded: "It's okay, I'm free, I don't care about this."

Yu Xing's original intention was to persuade him.Shao Xiaowu has just terminated the contract with the company, and is planning to set up his own studio, the last thing he can do is to offend anyone.Unexpectedly, this kid became even more angry when he heard this: "Brother Xing, don't force it, you can't afford to worry about me. In the past two years, foreign people came to poach me, and we can be regarded as learners who can't go hungry anywhere—I |Wait, is he threatening you? Yu Xing, let me tell you, this time you have admitted that you love me, Shao Xiaowu, without you as a buddy! I|I have gone to the biosphere because of his mixed blood? What is this? It's really irrelevant..."

"Okay," Yu Xing interrupted his fancy complaints, "Leave what you said, as if I told him to take care of it. It won't be enough to shoot a scene. That's it, send the script to my email, I didn't wake you up Go back to the cage and sleep, don't be ashamed of running around the stars."

"Remain--"

"Don't talk about it, the boss is here." Someone knocked on the door outside, and Yu Xing opened it with his mobile phone between his hands.Shao Xiaowu still didn't believe it, and was arguing over there, "Did Su Cheng's mixed blood go to outer space?", "Yu Xing got into the dark food on the second floor of the cafeteria in his mind."

Zhou Zhaozhi heard it clearly, endured it and still laughed, took out Yu Xing's mobile phone, put it next to his ear, and said as he entered the room, "Xiao Wu? It's me, Zhou Zhaozhi."

The voice on the other side of the phone suddenly disappeared, and it took a long time before he said: "Boss Zhou...?"

Yu Xing embarrassedly took out the plain glasses from his pocket, put them on and closed the door.

But the moment he pulled the door, one hand got stuck on the door frame.Yu Xing quickly stopped his movements, and Su Cheng quickly got in, almost jumping directly on Yu Xing.

"Film the movie well, don't think too much... Well, well, I'll watch for you. Well, see you tomorrow." Zhou Zhaozhi finished a few words of comfort, put down the phone, and said helplessly: "You young people now, I'm really in a hurry to do things. Claude, didn't you agree, you wait outside first."

"Sorry," Su Cheng apologized, and graciously pulled the corner of Yu Xing's shirt, "I want to see him, and I can't wait."

Yu Xing was really surprised at Su Cheng's face, he struggled twice, but he didn't pull it out, and he really couldn't do it here: "..."

Zhou Zhaozhi sighed, and smiled apologetically: "Okay, then I'll say it directly. Xiaoyu, the boss is a lobbyist this time. Take Xiaowu's web drama. As an economic Someone will accompany you into the group."

"Okay." Unable to pull out the clothes, Yu Xing gave up struggling, and simply pretended not to look at Su Cheng, "I want the script, and I will prepare it after sending it in two days."

Zhou Zhaozhi must have heard about the love and hatred in it, and said a little sadly: "...Thank you for your hard work."

The master nods again, and the crew will be fully prepared the next day. The stylist will enter the set at [-]:[-] am, the logistics will arrive at Hengdian at [-]:[-] am, and the opening ceremony will begin at [-]:[-] pm.Yu Xing was woken up at five o'clock in the morning, and rolled directly to the airport to board the plane at six o'clock, and got into the car sent by the crew to pick up the people. He was still awake, and stared blankly at Zhou Zhaozhi.

Fortunately, many years of agent career have developed good professionalism for the two, and they are quickly entering the state separately.

"...Xiao Yu," Zhou Zhaozhi asked mechanically, "Have you read the script?"

Yu Xing: "...No."

So Zhou Zhaozhi said: "This is not acceptable. Acting... You have to read the script, you have to memorize the lines, ah... Let's take a look now, I will accompany you to check it out."

"Okay." Yu Xing groped his body for a while with blank eyes, took out his mobile phone, and just remembered, "Boss... Shao Xiaowu hasn't released the script yet."

"No, I didn't post it..." Zhou Zhaozhi nodded, and almost started the awkward chat mode, "Well, Director Shao is also working hard...then let me remind you. Xiao Yu, the script is very important..."

It was the driver who couldn't bear to watch this embarrassing chat first, and turned around at the red light: "Brother, can you two sleep? We still have a little bit here, there is a U-shaped pillow in the back seat, the old driver drives steadily!"

Hearing this, Zhou Zhaoyi fell down in an instant, and murmured nonsense in a half-dream, "...Xiao Yu, this time... I don't seem to want to persuade you to make peace."

Yu Xing couldn't sleep well in the car, and felt uncomfortable half asleep, so he simply got up to read the article.This time, he paid attention to the comment area first, and it was much more peaceful than Xing Yilan's book. The main problem was the debate between top and bottom.

"...isn't he under the age!!! My god qaq

"Let's go upstairs, Xuan Lingdao's Kaolin Flowers are unmistakable.

"Wait, master, it's the next year, hey???"

"The author has already marked CP not to be rebellious, and Master should be the domineering president hahahahahaha."

"Since ancient times, red, blue and red have been subordinated, and the fire-type Qing'er has no mistake~

"The Valley of the Wicked is not convinced!

"Dissatisfied with Lao Wang's flute!"

"Speak in a low voice, master's father is so talented, it's more suitable to talk about above..."

"Qing'er is really miserable. The beginner ran around downstairs, and the bridal chamber was beaten down below."

"The leader turned out to be Gong, I'm surprised!!!!!! Wow, Qing'er has worked so hard!"

These are just the comments that can be seen. In addition, there are many messy speeches such as "I want to see the two of them".

Yu Xing couldn't understand the meaning of those years, but the philosophical symbols and shielding words that were brushed everywhere made him have a very bad guess-this article seems to be quite evocative...

Yu Xing suddenly wanted to get off the car, in various senses.