360 degrees being pursued manual [entertainment circle]

At night when the play was over, Zhao Ji called and told Xiao Yan that today's audition had passed, and that the second audition would be held five days later to finally decide on the candidate.

"Keep working harder. If I get selected, I will step into the big screen with Director Han's movie, and the film industry will be much easier in the future."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yan continued to watch the scenes that will be filmed tomorrow. After all, he is only the third male, and he can finish filming and leave the group in two days.

As for the audition that made the agent nervous——

Everything that needs to be prepared and can be prepared has been prepared, and he is very calm.

Before the filming started the next day, Director Chen stared at the replay in the camera with a look of maddened joy, with two huge dark circles under his eyes.

When Xiao Yan passed by him, he was grabbed by the mad director Chen, patted on the shoulder, and said while patting, "You are really my lucky star."

He didn't explain, and continued to enjoy the script.

Chen Liang's weird behavior was explained when the screenwriter Yang came.

"The rights to broadcast the first round of our show have been sold!" Yang Ming, who was always calm when announcing the news, was a little excited.

"And it's still a pineapple table." Chen Liang added on the side.

Most of the current TV dramas are looking for buyers after they are all filmed, but there are also many that cannot be sold in the end. Chen Liang is not worried about this because of his grandfather's face, and the quality is not bad, but he did not expect to be sold by Pineapple TV. buy it.

Although Pineapple TV is not as good as Tomato TV, it is also in the middle and upper reaches of local satellite TV, let alone bought it in advance.

This was borrowed from Qi Ershao, and why Qi Ershao took such effort, Chen Liang also understood very well, and put the favor directly on Xiao Yan's head.

Taking advantage of his joy, Chen Liang continued to announce: "The gold master's father intends to hold a celebration banquet for us just for this. Please don't ask for leave tonight if you have nothing to do."

Others only knew that Qi Mo was a high-ranking member of Tianhua, but didn't know his deeper background. Although they were pleasantly surprised, they were not so flattered or very surprised.

Some actors even thought of the incident about investors at the wine table before, and thought of Qi Mo's good-looking face, and their hearts began to stir.

Qi Mo looked like a rich second generation, or a high profile version.

The rich second generation has always been easier to serve than the rich generation, and if it is handled well, it can turn the nurturing relationship into a love affair.

Besides, he is so handsome, if he can talk about a boyfriend like this, even if he doesn't give him resources, he won't lose money.

There are not just one or two people with this thought.

When Qi Mo came, he still brought a lot of snacks for the crew, as well as special pastries for Xiao Yan.

Because the things you buy are not uniform, most people get different ones, and no one is surprised.

While eating jerky, the makeup artist Xiao Liu praised Qi Jinzhu's father again and again, with very exaggerated words.

"Boss Qi is not only handsome, but also outshine a lot of people in the circle, and he is also so generous. No wonder Tianhua is getting better and better."

... The company's better and better performance has nothing to do with being handsome, but Xiao Yan wisely did not refute the girl's words at this time.

As soon as little Liu finished his makeup, Chen Liang was calling for someone to prepare it.

[Ming Wan leaned out of the window and asked curiously: "Are you an immortal? Will you go back to the sky? What is the sky like? Is it like the ancient books that say 'the golden light is ten thousand feet, and the auspicious energy' ah?"

The man hanging on the lake outside the window restrained his indifference, and revealed a silent tenderness in his solemnity. He answered the girl's question: "I am not a fairy. But if you are curious, I can become a fairy. Come back and let me know."

The woman in the pink dress chuckled: "Okay! I just don't know if Tiangong will allow you to visit relatives?"

Xuan Yang was also stumped by this question.

After a long time, he said seriously: "If you don't allow me, then I won't be a fairy anymore, I will accompany you."

Ming Wan covered his lips with her hand, and said with childish seriousness: "Xuan Yang, I can live well by myself, so you go to become a fairy, don't accompany me."

The fairy on the surface of the lake turned cold and disappeared, obviously angry.

The little girl who was going to pick flowers opened the door and came in to clean up the books on the table. She looked at the story of the fairy and Dong Yong recorded on the case, and said to her young lady: "The love between immortals and mortals is really touching when you think about it."

Ming Wan restrained her smile, and she looked a little like Xuan Yang sitting by the window: "Silly girl, life span is different, so what if it is touching? How can there be good results. A mortal life is only a hundred years, After a hundred years, their souls will return to the underworld, so what about those who are left behind?"

The little maid thought for a while, then frowned and said, "Then it's better not to be together."

The woman murmured: "Yes, don't be together."

There was a light knock on the window, and a snow-white sparrow was sitting on the window lattice with a peach blossom in its mouth.

No need to say who sent the flowers.

Ming Wan picked up the flower branch, burst out laughing, and smiled, but tears flowed down, drop by drop on the peach petals.

She said, "You will become a fairy."

After a pause, she said again with more certainty: "You will become a fairy."]

Qi Mo watched from the sidelines in the name of curiosity, and felt uncomfortable seeing the plot.

He pursed his lips and thought, if it was him, he would not let the person he loves go to become a fairy, even if he is despicable and selfish, he would have to stay together for a hundred years, and then drag the person he loves most to go to hell with him when he dies.

This is Second Young Master Qi.

During the celebration banquet in the evening, because Xiao Yan was an artist of Tianhua, he was arranged at the main table where Qi Mo was.

At the dinner party, the hot pot was the easiest to arouse the atmosphere. Before eating, Qi Mo removed the bowl and asked the waiter to prepare another pair of chopsticks for him.

Who in the entertainment industry is not a genius, and immediately guessed that the rich man might have a cleanliness habit, and they all asked the waiter for chopsticks.

Yan Yun smiled and said, "The country is currently rectifying food hygiene and safety. Does this count as a response policy?"

Jiang Hao said while removing the chopsticks: "Let's eat in private, how can we answer the call, we should pay attention to personal hygiene habits, Mr. Qi, don't you think so?"

Qi Mo let out a "hmm" and didn't intend to answer.

Prince Qi's temper has always been not very good. It is normal for him to ignore what ordinary people say, but it is strange if he pays attention to it.

Li Can also spoke beside him: "If Mr. Qi hadn't noticed, I would have never thought of this problem. Mr. Qi's daily life must be very regular and meticulous."

The young girl leaned slightly when she was talking, revealing a small piece of white breasts and a small collarbone, with a light green skirt, like a fresh and tender little white lotus.

What's more, her voice is soft and full of unconscious admiration. Even if you know that she is deliberately trying to charm you, it is hard to be indifferent.

Even this little scheming is very cute.

Of course, the premise is to ignore Shen Congbai's dark face at the next table.

Yan Yun watched Li Can's performance coldly, and didn't care about her offside, just planned to see what she could do.

Facts have proved that there is still a difference between eating a few years more rice in the entertainment industry and eating a few years less rice.

Because in the next moment Li Can's target of charm frowned, and said very bluntly, "Stay away from me! You smell too bad."

He didn't even give a glance, and interpreted the arrogance and defiantness to the fullest.

Qi Mo: Don't think I don't know if I'm not on the set. Your boyfriend often picked on Ah Yan some time ago.

Ever since he got the news that Xiao Yan was being bullied, Second Young Master Qi has been suffocating to find fault.

Feeling that the two sentences just now were too gentle, Qi Mo added another sentence: "It's too ugly, it hurts the eyes."

There was silence all around.

There was a full second of silence, and the embarrassing atmosphere was broken after Chen Liang raised his glass to toast, and Li Can covered his face and cried to go to the toilet as early as when everyone was silent.

The other people who were also ready to move couldn't help shaking their bodies, throwing the hook-up plan into the trash can, and all of them raised their wine glasses and smiled very dignifiedly.

After the whole meal, it was really just a meal.

Everyone: This patron's father is really pure and unpretentious.

Xiao Yan basically stopped eating when he was seven percent full. He sat at the dinner table and watched the scene where everyone flattered the patron's father and was choked back by his father.

For example--

Assistant director: "Mr. Qi has made such a career before he even arrived. It really makes us old people feel ashamed."

Qi Mo: "Why don't I know what career I have done?"

Drama Manager: "Mr. Qi is an outstanding talent, which is rare in the entertainment industry."

Qi Mo: "You have a good eye."

Editor Yang: "President Qi has a keen eye for treasures, otherwise why would he invest in our crew?"

Qi Mo: "Don't turn a corner and praise yourself."

Actor: "With a talent like Mr. Qi, I don't know what kind of beautiful lady can be worthy of him in the future."

Qi Mo: "Well, I also think no woman is worthy."

Everyone: Damn, this conversation can't go on.

In fact, for these noises, Qi Er Shao only wanted to give back an "oh", but the sweetheart was here, so he had to pay attention to his image, so he changed it to choking to death.

Chen Liang and Director Chen have always had a cheerful attitude about his own people being choked and rolling their eyes.

No way, anyone who knows Second Young Master Qi's background and past glorious resume will be flattered by his current attitude of answering all questions.

People should be contented and happy.

Watching Qi Mo's choking process, Xiao, who was 37 years old in his last life, felt that he had entered old age. The Taifu thought to himself, his young friend is quite straightforward and lively.

Qi Mo didn't stay overnight this time, and left with a group of people after dinner.

……

The next day Xiao Yan will be filming his last scene, which is also the last scene of this role.

[The cloud emerges from the moon, Xuanyang sits kneeling on the ground above the high altar. He is not wearing the blue shirt he used to wear, but a white robe with wide sleeves. The layers of runes outlined are solemn, dignified, solemn and quaint.

This was the clothes Ming Wan wore when he died.

In the camera, the sky is dim and the altar is dark, but when the back of the person sitting on the altar appears, it seems that a handful of peerless magic soldiers cut through the darkness, bringing a bloody aura mixed with rust spots.

Heavy and ancient.

Before showing his face, he has already caught all eyes.

I have to say that Xiao Yan is really suitable for this kind of role that is mixed with ancient atmosphere and washed by the years.

Camera No. [-] shot from the angle behind him, and the picture presented by the lens was cut into two parts, half of which was the back of the long-haired and white-clothed black pattern, and the dilapidated old altar seemed to be covered with blood.

The owner of the back view tilted his head slightly, revealing facial features like ink painting, and sharp and cold eyes.

In this picture alone, the color contrast is strong and the tension is fully displayed.

In another set of shots, the protagonist and his party, except for Rouluo, are tied to the pillars under the altar. The male protagonist Su Heng is dressed in rags, and he is in a state of embarrassment, but he still doesn’t look depressed. It’s just hard to hide his eyes when he looks at Rouluo. Worried and anxious, he was cutting the rope as fast as he could with a blade between his bound hands.

Xuan Yang didn't give him his eyes, he looked at Rou Luo intently, stretched out his slender white hands from his wide sleeves, and said to Rou Luo who lost her mind and looked misty-eyed: "Come."

The girl's pink skirt slid across the high stairs, step by step to the top of the altar, then raised her hand, and dropped it to Xuanyang's outstretched palm.

At the moment of contact, her ignorant and lifeless eyes suddenly regained clarity, and the other hand hidden in the sleeve held a talisman, and stuck it straight to the heart of the altar owner.

This was a foolproof strategy, but it was stopped by two slender white fingers a second before it approached the heart.

These two fingers pinched Rou Luo's wrist lightly and delicately, effortlessly, but this powerful blow failed to advance an inch.

Then Xuan Yang raised his outstretched hand, put his two fingers together on Rou Luo's sad and silent tears, and on the sound of Su Heng's rushing footsteps, and touched the forehead of the child he raised with one hand.

At the beginning of the sacrifice, the runes rising from the altar blocked Su Heng's rescue steps, and Rou Luo fell limply in Su Heng's eyes that were about to burst.

A singing sounded in the distance, and with the ancient singing, the fallen Rouluo opened her eyes again.

Her eyes were no longer innocent and agile as before, but replaced by watery gentleness and elegance.

"Rouluo" smiled slightly and her eyes were like water, she said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, how is the immortal doing well?"

"I didn't become a fairy", Xuanyang lost his indifference, his eyes were as gentle as the moonlight, "You are still here, I won't become a fairy."

Ming Wan's gaze flicked across Su Heng's grief-stricken face, and she was silent for a moment, amidst the whistling of the mountain wind, she said: "I don't know how you resurrected me, and I don't know how many years have passed, But you must have paid a lot, and you must have waited for many, many years. But Xuanyang, I don’t want you to pay like this—”

"It's not giving—" Xuan Yang stubbornly corrected her, "This is my wish, not giving."

Fingertips slid across his handsome eyebrows, Ming Wan told him: "But no matter whether it is giving or not, I want to tell you again, without Xuan Yang, Ming Wan can live well by herself, so I hope that there will be no Ming Wan." , Xuan Yang can also live a good life, cultivate Taoism and become an immortal, admired by thousands of people."

"Xuanyang, don't do anything for me, don't stay for me," she said, "I'm already dead, and I don't want to be resurrected and live again."

After the words fell, her beautiful eyes slowly closed, and tears rolled down from the end of her eyes.

Catching the teardrop with his fingertips, the immortal in white lowered his head slightly.

In another camera that captures his expression, his eyelashes are slightly closed, and the eyes presented on the screen are neither out of control nor sad, just empty.

And a loneliness that hurts the beholder more than sheer grief.

He leaned down, wanting to kiss Ming Wan's forehead in his arms, but stopped at a little distance away, and leaned against the neck instead.

A very cold and clear voice sounded from the altar: "If you don't want to live, then I will let no one in this world disturb your sleep."

Blood dripped from the corner of his lips, and as his face became paler, the girl in his arms turned rosy.

Just before Rou Luo blinked her eyelashes and was about to wake up, Xuan Yang said softly: "I can live well by myself, don't worry."

"Goodbye, Awan."

In the next moment, his body turned into shattered light, and his soul flew away, leaving no trace.

Rou Luo wakes up, still confused in Su Heng's tight embrace: "I seem to have...a long, long dream."

She tilted her head and said to Su Heng: "Although I don't know why I'm still alive, I have a hunch, idiot, we can live together forever."]

The director had already called the card, but the set was silent for a long time.