A week later, Hawke received a notice from the crew of "The Royal Ring" as scheduled.

"I joined the group at the beginning of February, and the shooting time is expected to be one month. Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Congratulations on winning this opportunity." ”

At the beginning of the interview, he was hinted by Director Jiang Shan, and Hawke was not too excited at this time.

And Fang Zheng changed to an indifferent expression after a simple congratulations, obviously he still had something to say.

"They didn't say when they would send the script, but told us to wait a little and give a reply in two weeks. ”

"What does that mean?" Hawke encountered for the first time, "Is there any variable?"

"It's rare, but it's not impossible. "As an old Jianghu, Founder's experience in the entertainment industry is countless grades higher than Hawke's.

"Generally speaking, there are two scenarios. Fang Zheng held up two fingers, "First, it takes time to revise the script by adjusting the established roles, and second, the casting person has a disagreement about the auditioner's choice of role, and there is a certain possibility that he will change to another role - either way, the final result will most likely be in a good direction." ”

Otherwise, why would the crew spend extra time tossing?

That's good news for Hawke.

He thought about it again and again, but he still couldn't suppress the desire in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Zheng thinks, is it possible for me to replace him and play that role?"

It is necessary to prevent the partition wall from having ears, but Hawk still did not directly say Geng Jie's name.

"Who knows about the audition?" Fang Zheng replied in an unfathomable voice.

......

Hawke's side was anxiously waiting for the final reply of "The Imperial Ring", and a similar situation also happened on the fourth floor of Century Entertainment.

The hour hand pointed to one o'clock in the afternoon, which was supposed to be a golden moment for an afternoon nap, but the employees were distraught by the noise of the decoration.

"Can't you be quiet?" said a male assistant with a somewhat shrill voice to the workers, "We are still in a meeting here, can we do it later?

I have been tormented by this decoration sound for two weeks, and the assistant, who has always had a good temper, is also angry in his heart.

"How can you assemble it without hitting the nails first?" said several workers, who were tall and tall, and looked at the male assistant mockingly, "Why don't you come and put one on for us to see?"

The foreman pointed to the sign at the door and said, "Start work on time according to the regulations, is there a mistake?"

The male assistant found that he was not taking advantage of it, and whispered "then you continue" and ran away.

When there was a brand-new sign at the door of the path that read "Qiao Ran's Personal Studio", the male assistant snorted lightly and spat at the concrete floor that was still under construction.

After turning two corners, he saw the "Geng Jie Personal Studio" sign on the side, which was a little painted, he sorted out his expression and walked in with a smile.

Seeing the male assistant come in, Geng Jie, who was lying on the recliner, took off the noise-canceling headphones and sat up slowly.

"How?"

"Those people dragged them up to the sky, saying that it was useless, and the force of the beating was even greater. The male assistant rolled his eyes across the wall, "I really don't know what capital to pull." ”

"Collect money to do things, and if it doesn't work, forget it. Geng Jie waved his hand, "Tomorrow I will find two people to put my collection in the east room." ”

"Brother Jie, this Qiao Ran is also too deceitful! He has only been here for two years, and even if he gets his own studio, he can choose the floor of the building across the street, but he has to come to the fourth floor, which takes up one-third of our space. ”

"Do you really think he wants to come?" Geng Jie pointed to it, and then motioned for the male assistant to shut up.

The male assistant immediately muffled and stood quietly.

After waiting for almost a minute, Geng Jie continued to speak: "Is there any news from Director Jiang?"

I went to the audition the day before yesterday, and you've asked me four times.

Of course, the male assistant wouldn't be stupid enough to say that, but the response was still waiting for the notification.

Waving his hand to signal the assistant to go out, Geng Jie grabbed a squash ball and rubbed it back and forth in his hand.

When he first entered on the day of the audition, the three people opposite him were expressionless when they saw his appearance.

After that, he was tested for archery according to the audition scene, and he tried to adjust his breathing, standing still and shooting the arrow to hit the target.

At that time, he saw that the woman among the three people was talking to Jiang Shan in a low voice, and he stood not far away and even barely heard half of the sentence.

"Look, I'm right, right?"

That sentence was definitely not a compliment to him.

Wait until the end, Director Jiang Shan simply said, "I'll give you news in a week." ”

This almost sentenced him to death!

The sound of construction next door is getting louder and louder, and the frequency of Geng Jie's kneading squash balls is also accelerating.

The shrill sound of chainsaws could be heard from afar.

"Grass!"

As if touching the final mechanism, Geng Jie finally reached the critical point of patience, and used all his strength to smash the squash ball against the opposite wall.

Boom!!

The echo of the impact resounded on the fourth floor.

......

Waiting is always an ordeal.

It was another Wednesday night, and the No. 3 studio of Shanghai Satellite TV was full.

The second week of November every year is crucial for major TV crews, which is directly related to whether they can have a good vacation in the last three weeks of the year.

There are countless tragicomedies here every day of the week.

"I'm afraid I'm going to concede it this time, from the cloud. The beer-bellied man smiled and said to the person opposite.

Looking directly at the big screen of data statistics in front of him, Liu Congyun's face remained unchanged and said: "It's too early, we can't draw conclusions until today's program is broadcast." ”

"The average viewership of "French Open Recovery" in the first half of the season was 9.1 million, and it has remained stable. The beer-bellied man said.

In fact, the second half of the sentence that was not said is the point, but the beer-bellied man can't say it directly if he doesn't like watching idol dramas.

Your "Star Girl" premiered more than 11 million this year, but the highest number of the last ten episodes is only 8.5 million.

Following this trend, after today's meeting, the privilege of primetime airing in the second half of the season will inevitably change hands.

"Who knows what will happen in the future?" Liu Congyun didn't care about the provocation of the beer-bellied man, but some white knuckles betrayed her mood at this time.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the 21 episodes of the second season of "Star Girl" aired on time.

Everyone here is an expert in making TV series, and there are TV series on the small screen next to the main screen, but at the moment, no one cares about the performances of the characters in the play.

The ratings statistics on the big screen in the middle are the only indicators that determine life and death.

At 7:15, the average number of viewers was 7.2 million, down 100,000 from the previous episode;

At half past seven, the number of viewers was 8 million, barely passing;

At the end of this half-hour, the scene of Hawke's hero saving the beauty appeared on the small screen.

It's a pity that except for the assistants in the crew of "Star Girl", no one will focus on watching the show.

Even if the teasers and publicity are increased, isn't it enough?

Liu Congyun was a little frustrated.

"At this rate, it seems a bit difficult to surpass 9 million by the end of episode 22. The beer-bellied man sat back and said comfortably.

As a legal drama screenwriter, the ratings of the finale of the last season were actually overwhelmed by idol dramas and lost prime time, which made the beer-bellied man suffer from countless jokes from his peers in private.

Fortunately, after today, the shame of half a year can finally be turned over.

Thinking of this, the beer-bellied man also calmed down, and found a seemingly comforting reason to say: "In fact, idol dramas will be broadcast after 9 o'clock will be more advantageous, and many teenagers need to complete schoolwork and sports activities during prime time." “

"Really?" It was useless to say more, and Liu Congyun decided not to pay attention to the other party anymore.

When the ratings statistics of 7:45 were about to come out, the beer-bellied man stood up and moved his muscles, ready to shake hands with Liu Congyun in the posture of a victor and accept the sincere persuasion of his old opponent.

After sweeping to the main screen to refresh, he was confident that he didn't take a closer look, and walked quickly to Liu Congyun's side and stretched out his right hand.

"Bear—"

Halfway through the beer-bellied man's words, an exclamation suddenly rang out in the entire venue.