When she got home, Zheng Xing boiled her a big bowl of ginger soup, and Wu Jiaer pinched her nose and drank it. www.biquge.info She didn't mention the pool because she knew that it was useless to mention it, and now she could only endure it. Half-nested on the sofa, Wu Jiaer watched Zheng Xing smoking on the balcony, smoky, just like the mood of the two of them now.

In a room, the two of them had their own affairs, and they smoked two more cigarettes, and Zheng Xing came out with the smell of cigarettes. said to her: "I'll help you contact the crew of "Far Married". "Far Away Marriage" is the name of that rural script. Wu Jiaer curled himself up in a ball and nodded slightly. Yesterday, I didn't want to act, but now I have to act, life is so ridiculous.

The next morning, Zheng Xing came to the apartment with the script, but there was still a sadness between his eyebrows. Wu Jiaer took the script and asked casually, "What's wrong?" Zheng Xing moved his lips, wanting to speak but not knowing how to say it. Originally, Wu Jiaer just asked casually, but when he looked at him like that, he thought something was wrong.

Tugging on her sleeve, he nervously asked, "What's wrong?" You mean! Zheng Xing stared at her without blinking, and said in a negotiating tone: "Jiajia, if you are resting for a while, I am asking someone to find out if there is a suitable role for you" Wu Jiaer didn't understand what he meant, let go of his sleeve, took two steps back, and asked with great difficulty: "Has someone played or does the director not want me?" ”

"No, it's neither, it's that I don't want you to act" Zheng Xing sat on the sofa reflexively, Wu Jiaer felt that there might be something wrong with his ears, otherwise how could there be auditory hallucinations! "Why?" Wu Jiaer felt a little incredible, what was the reason why she was not allowed to shoot a script, but let her sit at home and rest. Zheng Xing lit a cigarette and explained while smoking: "I went to see the director and his team yesterday. ”

"They have a problem?" Wu Jiaer asked curiously, Zheng Xing didn't answer her directly, and asked her another question: "Do you know what is the most expensive thing in their crew?" "What?" Wu Jiaer didn't know what he wanted to say. Zheng Xing pursed his lips and said with a smile: "The most expensive camera in their crew is the actor's salary." The whole crew adds up to less than 30 people, except for you and the male lead, they all use the kind of actors who are sponsored by friendship and don't cost money.

Your entire salary doesn't add up to the money for an episode of "I Want", and more importantly, they don't have the money to rent the scene, and they are going to a remote rural area to shoot on the spot, what kind of suffering can you suffer? And the director is only about 20 years old before, and he is completely a group of children who are in adolescence and tossing blindly" Hearing a lot of what he said, Wu Jiaer was also a little worried.

"Is this so poor?" Wu Jiaer still didn't believe it, they were organized into a crew so poor. She forgot that there is a power called dreams. "Their actual situation is even better than what I said," Zheng Xing recalled yesterday's scene of the two sides meeting happily in the basement, and suddenly felt that his words were not enough.

If you can describe it in one word: poor. If you describe it in two words: wonderful. "Then how can I hear you say that there are still people who take this play" Wu Jiaer remembered the male number one mentioned by Zheng Xing, I really want to be as poor as Zheng Xing said, how can there still be people to take it. It's okay not to mention this, but when it comes to this, Zheng Xing wants to open the director's brain to see what is inside.

Have you seen the Korean Oba perform idol sentences, so have you ever watched the Korean Oba perform a Chinese rural drama? The director actually had a brain draw to let a handsome Korean Oba play a simple and honest northern rural man, and he can't even imagine that picture now. Let Wu Jiaer take the laptop, point to the computer and say weakly: "Check it yourself, he is more famous than you, his name is Chi Junze"

Wu Jiaer entered her name suspiciously, it's impossible, it's better than her fame to take this play? She is now like a delicately packaged chocolate, and although it is bitter inside, it still looks beautiful on the outside. There are quite a few directors who are looking for her to film, but the company stopped her, otherwise she wouldn't be angry.

The search results came out, Ji Jun-taek, a Korean, graduated from the Seoul School of Art. Then there is his detailed personal information, scrolling down, a glittering award record. No way! This is simply a god in the music industry, who can play, sing and compose, and is simply a palace-level god. The crew is so poor, won't they use all the money to invite him, Wu Jiaer's brain is open.

"You go down" Zheng Xing interrupted her conjecture, and then went down... Hey... Ji Junze is suspected of plagiarizing the works of the same team and taking it for himself. Chi Junze's agent has acquiesced, and the company is suspected of issuing a 'refrigerated' statement on Chi Junze..."Chi Junze's fiancée Lin Li cried to the media about domestic violence, and fans asked Chi Junze to come forward and apologize. A staff member burst Chi Junze playing a big name and scolded the staff. Ji Junze fell off the altar, and fans took it one after another, shouting for him to get out of the entertainment industry" Looking at Wu Jiaer, he couldn't help but read it.

It turned out to be a notorious god who fell off the altar, no wonder he would go to such a poor crew. The commentary is also accompanied by two photos of Ji Junze, who is very handsome, and plays a rural drama with the appearance of an idol drama. It's really down-to-earth, he was assigned to the frontier by the company, tsk, it's a pity that he looks good.

I specially found a few photos of Chi Junze, and the more I looked at it, the more pity I felt, my eyes were so clear, no matter how I looked at it, it didn't look like the scumbag in the news. The computer screen was pressed, Wu Jiaer looked up at the initiator, Zheng Xing looked at her very seriously and said: "This crew is too unreliable, you are waiting for a while, I will help you find it..."

"When will you join the group?" Wu Jiaer quickly cut off Zheng Xing's words and asked. Zheng Xing was stunned by her question, and almost screamed in response: "You... You're going to act, you're not sick, are you? Wu Jiaer looked at him with very firm eyes and said: "I believe that I can do it myself, a good actor must have the courage to try various roles, instead of living in a world built by fans with the burden of idols." When I read the introduction, I felt that this role was great, and if I played it well, it might not be popular. The crew is poor rather than incapable, maybe they will bring me a surprise! ”

The words have come to this, Zheng Xing is not easy to persuade anymore, so she can only go. The director hopes that the sooner the better, because if you are delaying, you will have to spend the New Year in the countryside. The two discussed it, and the ticket was set for the day after tomorrow, and they set off with the crew. Xiao Su followed the group again and helped her pack her things, while she raced against time to study the script.

What she didn't know was that her biggest rival in her life had returned to China, which made her and Deng Yu's love even more unpeaceful, of course, this is all a later story. Now Deng Yu's office is quiet, a man and a woman are relatively silent. In the end, Deng Yu spoke first: "You... How did you get back? The voice was actually very helpless, and he was opposite a very beautiful and elegant lady, she smiled lightly and said, "I'll come back to see you, I'm not welcome!" "The sound is very pleasant, like the tinkling of spring water described in the book.

"How have you been doing these years?" The lady spoke again, with a hint of concern in her voice. "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine. I have a meeting to open, you can do it yourself" Deng Yu seemed to have regained his indifference to others, but the document he held tightly revealed his inner unpeace. Deng Yu left the office as if fleeing with the papers, leaving the lady standing alone.