I heard that the actor has tracheitis

Only heard on the phone, Yingfeng explained: "This time I probably saw you playing that harp on the show, so I wanted to invite you. It's the protagonist, a musical genius. He is exactly 19 years old. What, it's really similar to you, so I sent an invitation, let me tell you, this script, unless they don't want you, you must not refuse it at first."

"I know, and I didn't intend to refuse. Is the audition time set?"

As soon as An Jing finished speaking, Yingfeng laughed on the phone, "No audition required."

"No audition?"

"Well, there's no need for an audition, Liu Mian said, if you agree, I'll fix you directly, as long as you arrange the time and join the group." After finishing speaking, Yingfeng looked down at the time, and then said: "If If your current TV series is going well, you can probably rest for about a week, and then you will be ready to join the group."

"In such a hurry?" An Jing was a little surprised. His side will be over in two weeks at most, but his side will be preparing to join the group next month.

"What? Are you tired now? How about I refuse for you?" Yingfeng joked.

An Jing quickly responded, "No, I'll take it, you can communicate with Director Liu, I won't call anymore, I still have to film, so hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, An Jing thought of a man with a bad temper, and felt that he was in a bad mood. Sure enough, as soon as he picked up the scene, Pei Shaoling called over there.

I have to say, this picture is really strikingly similar.

"Hi, good afternoon~"

Ignoring his flattering smiling face, I only heard the man's indifferent voice: "Are you taking on the show again?"

"Hmm..." Anjing responded softly, closing her eyes and waiting for the man's harsh criticism.

"Got it, finish it soon and stay with me for a week." Surprisingly, the man's speech was very flat, and he wasn't angry yet?

An Jing looked up at the sky in surprise, and still couldn't believe it, "Are you serious?"

"If you hope it's fake, then I'll pick you up now, and you won't be allowed to pick up the next play."

"Don't, don't, really, really, don't come, I will finish as soon as possible, and then I will accompany you. It's such a happy decision!"

Afterwards, the two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone. An Jing's scene officially ended a week later. At the finale banquet, Yan Qi smiled happily.

"Li Nan said that he would be in a good mood to film with you. It seems to be true, and the time is much longer than I expected. You kid, you really have a bright future."

An Jing smiled and clinked glasses with Yan Qi, and praised: "It's all because of the hard work of the crew. Of course, the director is the most powerful. You must know that Director Yan is the soul of the crew. If it's not you, I am No matter how little ng is, it can't end so quickly, can it?"

"Hahahaha, let's stop praising each other. It's up to the audience to decide whether it's good or not. If the audience doesn't like it, it's useless."

As soon as Yan Qi finished speaking, Li Ru walked over and slapped him on the back fiercely, "Dare you say my script is not good? Shit, the audience will definitely like it. They don't like such a good-looking drama." If you like it, then you are blind."

"Hey, didn't you see that our screenwriter Li Da is so confident? Since you are so confident, let's make a bet, dare you?"

Li Ru put her hips on her hips and stared back, "Why don't you dare, what are you betting on!"

The sixth sense told An Jing that he should avoid now, but just as he stepped out, Yan Qi grabbed his arm by the side.

I saw Yan Qi looking at An Jing and said: "It just so happens that An Jing is here, so let's make a bet together. Each of us will say what we think is the most likely ratings. Whoever falls farthest will lose. As for the bet Well, just expose yourself on Weibo and post an ugly photo."

Anjing: "..."

You are a director and a screenwriter, isn't this bet just to black him?

An Jing pulled her hand away, trying to leave Yan Qi's hand, while moving back in small steps, the sharp-eyed Yan Qi immediately noticed it, and pulled him back with a smile.

"Hey, kid An dare not?"

Having said all this, how dare he dare?Anjing nodded feebly, "I'm touting 200 billion views."

"Ho!" As soon as he said this, both Yan Qi and Li Ru gasped, they didn't seem to have guessed that An Jing would directly bet so big.

Li Ru looked directly at An Jing with starry eyes, "Young Master An, I didn't expect you to have such confidence in my script. I will definitely not let you down. I bet 150 billion views."

An Jing silently thought in his heart that you might be missing, because it happened to be on summer vacation, so he remembered that the broadcast volume of Cultivating Fate in his last life seemed to have directly exceeded 200 billion. Although there is such a change in this life, it should not There will be too much difference.

Yan Qi, on the other hand, looked at An Jing for a while, and Li Ru for a while, and said with a smile and teasing: "You two, if I remember correctly, I'm talking about the ratings, right? Tell me about the number of broadcasts, that's all." , the amount of views is the amount of views, since you are all so confident, then I will bet on 250 billion views."

An Jing thought, he probably already knew who lost, 250 billion, too much.

Because of the misunderstanding last time, Anjing didn't dare to drink too much wine at the finale banquet. He fooled everyone who came to drink him up. After the whole show, he only drank a bottle of red wine. Yan Qi was also amazed.

The banquet ended at eleven o'clock, and most of them were public figures, so they didn't dare to make a fuss too late. As soon as they left the hotel entrance, An Jing saw a familiar vehicle opposite with its lights on.

He turned his head and waved to Yan Qi and Li Ru, "I'm leaving first."

Yan Qi looked around, "Is anyone picking you up? Otherwise, I'll see you off."

An Jing looked at him with raised eyebrows, which seemed to mean that you were drunker than me and you sent me off, "Don't bother Director Yan, my assistant is here to pick me up."

After finishing speaking, An Jing bowed politely and walked directly to the car in the distance, walked to the rear door, and got in the car, leaving Yan Qi and Li Ru staring blankly. ,

Yan Qi wiped his eyes a few times, widened his eyes and said in doubt: "Assistant, Ye Mei? When will Ye Mei afford to drive an Aston Martin? Am I right?"

Li Ru nodded blankly: "That's right, you read that right, it's Aston Martin, is Ye Mei so rich? Or is it Anjing's car? But why haven't you seen him drive it before?"

While the two of them were puzzled, An Jing was also teaching someone here: "Tell me about you, it's fine to drive here at night, and you still drive such a ostentatious car, if I didn't see you just now, What should I do if I drive back by myself?"

Pei Shaoling hugged the boy silently, and let him speak without saying a word.

After talking too much, Anjing herself was tired.