An Guyue sighed deeply, didn't say anything more, shook her head, and walked towards the door. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

also sighed, as well as the red-faced director Wang, a strong man who had been in the advertising industry and made a great fortune, looked at his hands suspiciously, and there seemed to be no age spots; He looked at his body again in confusion, and it didn't seem to be rickety.

But why, the once proud bookseller anger can only turn into a long sigh at this moment. Why is it that he still has thick black hair, but he is cowering and older than the person who is about to enter the earth.

Finally, the nearly fifty-year-old director personally snatched the scene marker from the scene notekeeper's hand, did not play the board, just gently checked it and threw it on the ground.

"Don't shoot anymore ......"

The entire seven or eight hundred square meters of large studio suddenly fell into a dead silence.

The college students who are waiting for their debut and fame are confused, and the old employees who have worked hard with Shengchang Company for many years are bitter, and Liu Yunwen, who is standing in the center of the field to show off her might...... Smug.

But gradually, the woman didn't seem to dare to be complacent, her face turned into an embarrassed sneer, flicked her sleeves, scolded and left.

"What bullshit crew, let me tell you, this is what you said you wouldn't shoot, and I didn't have any breach of contract......"

As if fleeing, she walked out of the set quickly with her tail between her legs, leaving a place with a choking smell of perfume.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and no one dared to go up to inquire, because the originally red-faced director was sitting on the ground at this time, and his face turned white little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

People bypassed Wang Jiangtao, and then shouted: "What bullshit, what about Lao Tzu's performance fee!" Damn, give it to Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu's box lunch! ”

"That's it, isn't this playing with us, you worked hard to call us over, and you dismissed us again without filming anything, your crew is sick, right?!"

……

Suddenly, Wang Jiangtao, who was sitting on the ground, stood up suddenly, picked up a stool on the ground and threw it at the crowd: "Get out!" Get lost! Get out of here! ”

"Damn, get the fuck out of the labor fees!"

The strong, red-faced man roared wildly, like a beast that had lost its mind.

"Get out! Go to Wentao Company, Wentao Company is your own mother, you go to it to drink milk! ”

"Lao Wang!"

Cao Jun, the production director who had not spoken, sighed and gently patted Wang Jiangtao's shoulder: "It's not the last moment yet, don't admit defeat......"

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An Guyue walked out of Shengchang Company, her heart was empty, and she didn't have the heart to ask for her own labor fees.

How could he not see that the third-tier female star Liu Yunwen was here to provoke at all, although he didn't know for what purpose, but it couldn't be good intentions.

Also, that He Zikang is clearly mixing the status of a male protagonist in the crew through his family background, and he has the temperament of an actor?

If a crew can be shabby to this extent, then there is really no need for it to exist.

As he was walking, he suddenly heard a cry not far away, intermittent and weak, like a puppy that had not yet been weaned and had left its mother.

An Guyue couldn't help but walk towards the source of the sound, but before she could take a few steps, she shook her head bitterly.

In the grass ahead, a graceful figure squatted, with long hair falling down his back and scattering messily.

If it's not Cao Shuying, who else can it be?

An Guyue gritted her teeth and stared for a long time, but she still didn't step forward after all.

He suddenly felt that after he came to this world, his attitude towards all problems was too naïve.

He thought that he had artistic accomplishment and craftsmanship, and what else could not be done in the sky?

So he arrogantly demanded himself according to the standards of an artist: you can't bow down for money, you can't bend down for the powerful, you can't participate in all kinds of darkness in the entertainment industry, and you can't do what you don't want to do with your conscience.

So when Cheng Wei wanted to perm Zhang Jingyao's hair, he decisively stood up to stop it; So when Song Ningqian suggested that he submit the design drawings, he refused without hesitation.

An Guyue has always thought that as long as you work hard, there is nothing that cannot be done, and being fair is the only way to success.

But now?

He saw a middle-aged director full of ideals, who couldn't even move his own actors, and he saw an excellent young makeup artist with only a poor assistant under his hands.

What else can I do?

Nothing can be done.

Walk up and hand Cao Shuying a piece of toilet paper?

Top fart.

When power and money from the outside world participate in An Guyue's self-perceived art, which one can dominate?

With this full stomach full of doubts, An Guyue abruptly got on the return bus.

He lacked too many things, and he still had too many things to learn, gritting his teeth and rushing into the waves, waiting for himself not to set sail, but to break his bones.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, An Guyue sighed, didn't look at the caller ID, and picked it up:

"Hello, I'm An Guyue."

"Xiao An, ......"

An Guyue frowned, it was Cao Jun, he left his phone number for Meng Yao when he left, presumably Cao Jun contacted him through Meng Yao.

He said softly, "Director Cao, is there something wrong?" ”

"Thank you for today......"

An Guyue sighed, and said in a bitter voice: "Director Cao is polite, I didn't do anything today, I just beat the shots." ”

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone.

After a while, a heavy voice came: "Xiao An, the current situation of Shengchang Company, you must have seen it." ”

"We don't have makeup artists, we don't have assistant directors, we don't have cinematographers, we don't have actors."

"It's hard for me to tell you a lot of things, but you must be able to guess, Shengchang, I'm afraid there isn't much vitality left...... However, I didn't want to give up after all, and I still wanted to continue to persevere until I watched Shengchang Company turn to ashes. ”

"I know, no matter how much I tell you now, it's hard to impress you, because you can just be a temporary worker, and you have no feelings for Shengchang."

"But I still want to say that I would like to sincerely invite you to join our team in Shengchang. Your salary will be paid according to the standard salary of a formal makeup artist in the market, and I swear that as long as you work for one day, we will pay you one day's salary, and we will never be in arrears ......"

"I don't know you, would you like to join us?"

An Guyue could clearly distinguish that the voice on the other end of the phone was trembling, with infinite hope, but it seemed that he had already fallen into despair.

An Guyue smiled bitterly, but finally shook her head and cut off the phone ruthlessly.

He didn't have the confidence to be able to lead Shengchang out of the trough, since this was the case, and then blindly walked in, like a moth to a fire.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, An Guyue walked into the Doctor's_Hair_Studio barber shop on time, said hello to Li Miaomiao at the front desk, and planned to start work.

"Lone Moon!" A soft voice sounded from behind her, An Guyue turned her head to look, it turned out to be Song Ningqian, the deputy store manager.

"Aren't you in trouble today? Is it done? Song Ningqian's voice is very gentle, just like her usual elegance.

An Guyue nodded, expressionless: "It's done." ”

Song Ningqian couldn't help frowning suspiciously, in her impression, she had never seen An Guyue show such a depressed look. Although he was as cold as ever, and although he was as quiet as ever, his eyes were no longer as sharp as they used to be.

Song Ningqian was exquisite, knowing that An Guyue must have encountered some difficulties, so she smiled and said: "Guyue, if there is anything inconvenient, you can go back and solve it first, and you won't have to go to work today!" ”

An Guyue shook her head: "Thank you Sister Ning Qian for your kindness, my affairs have been completed and I can work normally." ”

Song Ningqian sighed softly, then didn't say anything, took a deep look at An Guyue, and walked back to her office.

I have to say that An Guyue's haircutting skills are indeed superb, even if she is absent-minded, she still designs a very exquisite shape for every customer.

At this moment, everyone in the entire barber shop is convinced that An Guyue is the best candidate to take over as the next director. He has proved his strength with his strength, and the eyes of the masses are also bright, many of the new customers who have come to the door in the past few days are specifically for An Guyue.

Cheng Wei and several of his followers have been very honest recently, and they didn't trouble An Guyue, but just did their work seriously. If you don't know the situation, you will really think that the doctor is a harmonious mess, and everyone is like brothers.

Everything seems to be calm.

It's just that An Guyue knows that there will definitely be new waves waiting for her. He didn't know where the waves would be, but he had a hunch:

The days ahead will not be peaceful.

(Author's Note:

So far, I think this book has really begun, and it is a bit verbose in the early stage, because considering that everyone may not know much about the barber and makeup industry, I need to do some relevant popularization first, so the plot is relatively slow. But after more than 60,000 words, the background of the explanation has basically been explained, and the real curtain will be opened.

From now on, there will be less content that is not related to the story, and the speed of development of the plot will also increase.

There will be no more verbosity like the above, so I'll honestly code words, hoping to get everyone's support! ）