Chapter Seventy-Seven: Love Strategy in the Entertainment Industry Thirty-five
Zi Yao shook her head, "I don't understand, isn't it up to you to manage it in a unified manner?"
Mary was stunned: "Do you know how much this is going on? The power is also very big, how can you hand it over to me so easily?"
Zi Yao blinked, "There's a lot of work, can't you keep busy?"
Mary shook her head, and Ziyao continued to eat the fruit, "Then you can get it!
Mary nodded with some emotion: "Demon, thank you for your trust!"
Situ felt a little sympathetic to Mary in his heart, the demons were not all because of the relationship of trust and because she was afraid of trouble, she must not tell Mary, otherwise she would hear the roar of the Hedong lion again!
Mary's phone rang just after chatting, and she looked at the unfamiliar number and cautiously picked it up, "Hey!"
"Yes, I am Mo Ziyao's agent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”
"Oh?" said Mary, standing with a very serious expression.
"Oh!" Misty look, Zi Yao didn't know what was wrong with Mary!
"Good!"
"Hehe, thank you!"
"I'll let her know to be on time, thank you!"
Zi Yao and Situ both looked at Mary and wanted to know what happened to her just now? What a strange look, how do you feel that the things mentioned on this phone call have something to do with Zi Yao!
Mary took two deep breaths, her fingers still trembling slightly!
Holding Zi Yao's shoulders with both hands, he patted him hard, "Demon demon, do you know where you called me just now?"
Zi Yao shook her head, wanting to put the peeled grapes in her mouth, Mary grabbed Zi Yao's hand and told her to stop, "The one who called me just now was from the Organizing Committee of the Tianma International Film Festival, and they informed me that Yin Qingyi in "The Legend of Shushan" was nominated for Best Supporting Actress, and "The Legend of Shushan" also won the Best Director Award, the Best Cinematography Award, The nomination for the three awards of the Best Screenplay Award, I just called to inform you to attend the awards ceremony in S City on February 17, and you must attend with Director Zhang, and other personnel can not attend if time does not allow. ”
Hu Yifan stopped the car with one foot on the brakes, and asked with wide eyes as if joining in the fun: "What does it mean to be there?
Mary nodded, "Theoretically, yes, I'll ask Director Zhang." ”
Just about to dial Director Zhang's phone, Zi Yao's phone rang, and Zi Yao saw that it was Jing Xiang, "Brother, do you have something to do with me?"
"Well, did you get a call from the Organizing Committee of the Tianma International Film Festival?"
"Sister Mary received it, saying that I was shortlisted!"
"Hehe, yes! Great, demon! I didn't expect you to be able to achieve such good results in the first time you participated in the filming of the movie, it's really good, I just talked to Director Zhang on the phone, on the 17th, I accompanied you with Director Zhang and Situ to attend the Tianma International Film Festival, you must protect yourself recently Don't get hurt and don't have accidents, the people in the costume department of dresses and jewelry will customize it for you later, that's it, I'm going to be busy first!"
Ziyao is now completely in a state of death, she knows that her film was selected for the Tianma Film Festival, she knows that the box office of "The Legend of Shushan" is good, but she didn't expect that the person who picks up the grass and beats the rabbit and carries the feet can still have this good harvest!
Situ rubbed Zi Yao's head, "Silly girl, are you unhappy that you are taking a step forward towards your goal?"
Zi Yao nodded, "I'm happy, I didn't expect it to go so well!"
Mary rolled her eyes, it was very smooth for the demon, and at the same time, she paid a lot more than the average person!
After thinking about it before and after, I immediately called Director Liu: "Hello Director Liu, I am the demon manager, Mary, I want to discuss with you whether the demon will arrange a scene around February 17, she will participate in the Tianma Film Festival awards." ”
"Oh, you already know! That's great, see you in a minute. Mary hung up Director Liu's phone and was very emotional. There is really no secret in the entertainment industry, and what just happened is already known to everyone before it can be confirmed.
After a while, the car entered the Kyoto Film and Television Base, and came to the studio of their "Butterfly" crew, as soon as they entered the studio, a warm applause resounded throughout the audience, Zi Yao may not have felt it before, but at this moment she was deeply moved, bowed to everyone and thanked her, Director Liu walked over quickly, "Demon you are awesome! I didn't expect the first movie to achieve such good results, our crew will also take advantage of your east wind to work hard, strive for the best picture and best actor and actress, and let us be glorious once!"
Zi Yao also smiled and nodded, went back to the dressing room to change clothes and makeup, today she and Situ had a scene in the dance hall, Hu Die performed on stage for the first time, Chen Haoran played the piano accompaniment for her personally in order to relieve her tension, and saw Bai Ming who had been looking for a long time at the scene of the dance hall, Hu Die was at a loss and almost fell on the stage, Chen Haoran wittily caught Hu Die and danced for a while, and the audience applauded warmly.
Zi Yao was wearing a high-necked cheongsam with white dark flowers inlaid with royal blue teeth, holding a colorful feather fan, her long hair was loosely coiled on her head by a few pearl hairpins, and she was wearing a pair of royal blue high heels on her feet, making the whole person look even thinner and taller, the blue-purple eyeshadow and bright red lipstick were extremely exaggerated, but it was very suitable for Hu Die at this time, she seemed to have just transformed from a tea picker into a beautiful butterfly.
She walked to the center of the stage and tried the microphone, raised her eyes to see the position of each camera, took two steps back, and nodded to Director Liu, who then shouted "action!" Hu Die's eyes glanced left and right, and when he saw Chen Haoran, he slightly showed a pleading gaze, Chen Haoran sighed, walked to the piano and made a deep breath towards Hu Die, Hu Die understood that he wanted to accompany himself, so he slightly cocked the corners of his mouth, walked towards the microphone, breathed twice according to Chen Haoran's method, and the prelude to the music also remembered, and opened the feather fan with a brush, blocked his face and only showed his eyes and began to sing, without any cowardice just now.
"There are no flowers at the grave,
Let me remove the sand and plant some with my tears!
Is it you who is buried for a long time,
Why don't you say a word, just leave me and answer!
Last time, I hurriedly said goodbye to the appointment,
Go together with you to meet the bridge,
I can't change the agreement,
Even if your heart is no longer beating at this point,
You're about to meet;
Back to that second,
How to go back to that time,
It's like when a couple is in love.
Memory can,
Imagine a pair of butterflies flying in the depths of time,
The roses are too red to turn into withered branches,
Flesh and blood will not be able to keep,
Only spring can be remembered,
The platform was erected again, smiling, and insightful of life and death.
Beyond another world,
If you don't have time to sleep,
turned into butterflies to visit their hometown,
There's you under six feet of wasteland,
agreed that I will be more legendary in the next life.
That last breath,
Spit out a word of love you that I didn't say at the time,
Suddenly, the whole body is as light as flying.
How to go back to that time,
It's like when a couple is in love.
Memory can,
Imagine a pair of butterflies flying in the depths of time.
The roses are too red to turn into withered branches,
Flesh and blood will not be able to keep,
Butterflies love flowers, and the soul is also willing.
How to go back to that time,
Get back the key to time reversal,
Memory can,
Even if this time is sad, it has also been a spring solstice,
A poem that mortals can't hear,
Planted in my heart for all catastrophes, I know,
How to go back to that time,
Just like when a couple is in love,
Memory can,
Imagine a pair of butterflies flying in the depths of the sea of clouds.
The roses are too red to turn into withered branches,
Flesh and blood have no meaning,
Souls can also coexist. ”