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"And this Quan Renquan, isn't he taking drugs, just start from this aspect and get him to the end." Hee Sung pursed his lips contemptuously, and a large part of the reason why he wanted to take care of this idle matter was that he was unhappy with this so-called "godfather of music", and this kind of person dared to call himself a godfather.

Let's go to prison and be a godfather.

This proposal was like a bombshell, exploding in Lee Kuan Da's ears, and even after the first few waves of shock, it still made him dizzy.

The South Korean police are now taking drugs not once or twice, and there is even conclusive evidence that he brought ice and drugs into the country, but they have to consider the consequences of dealing with Quan Renquan.

As a godfather of the music world, the fifty-year-old Quan Renquan is recognized as a senior in the entertainment industry, except for a few special people who are as old as him, no matter who sees him, he must salute respectfully.

Just because of drug use, it's really not worth such fanfare.

His fans range from half-hundred-year-olds to ignorant teenagers, covering a wide range of areas. The kind of public opinion that these people gather together, even if it is a state machine, has to think about the consequences.

In fact, the sentence of Quan Renquan in later generations was in 07 years, and the sentence was only one year.

"It's indeed a big fish, but this fish isn't delicious," Lee Kuang-ta looked through the information a little nervously, muttering about how feasible this matter was, "Why deal with him, he has no chance to offend you at all." ”

The information given by Hee Sung is incomplete, at least there is no matter of Jeon In-kwon's dozens of text messages harassing Lee Eun-joo.

Therefore, Lee Guangda couldn't help but slander himself in his heart, it wouldn't be because Lee Eun-joo was a fan of Jeon In-kwon, and Hee Sung was jealous and wanted to bring him down.

Of course, he would not say this, otherwise he would inevitably make the young man in front of him angry.

"Is it difficult?" Hee Sung is also a little uncertain, no matter how he says it, he is just a young man who has no experience in the world, he knows how to do it at all, and if he can find Lee Guangda, he can be regarded as having a flexible brain.

"If you really want to fix him, what's so difficult," Li Guangda smiled and flicked the photo in his hand with his finger, "Wait for my good news, at least for a few years, you won't have a chance to see him again." ”

After saying goodbye to Lee Guangdae, Hee Sung stopped thinking about it, as if a fisherman had patched up a circle of wire nets in the river, and now all he had to do was wait for the harvest to bear fruit.

Whether it succeeds or not, it depends on the will of God.

He took a taxi to the filming location of "Shamrock" and prepared to hand over the song "Lalala" to Lee Hyori.

The time for the re-broadcast of "Shamrock" is March 28th, and there is still more than a month to go, which is very generous, but because the script has been changed too thoroughly, the actors have to overturn the plot that has been fixed in their minds and accept the new plot again, so that it is more difficult to shoot than the first shot.

Fortunately, the Korean actors are more dedicated, and no one dares to complain in the crew, and when Hee Sung arrived, they were filming a crying scene.

The hero and heroine held hands and looked at each other with teary eyes, speechless.

Maybe the effect of the broadcast will be very good, but the scene doesn't feel anything, it just feels weird.

However, it is precisely because of this weirdness of the distortion and interweaving of time and space that the limits of the actors are more challenged.

"How about it, do you feel the charm of acting," Daniel Zhang's assistant stated that he was in charge of receiving Hee Cheng, everyone else was very busy, there was no time at all, and the more Hee Cheng came, Daniel Zhang Yu no longer treated him as an outsider.

"It's really fascinating, it's completely amazing," Hee-sung wasn't sure if he could do it if he was allowed to cry like this in front of so many people.

The statement laughed and said very seriously: "You can give it a try, really, a type like you who is more idol on the outside, it will be more difficult to get recognition for your acting skills." ”

"I always want me to act," Hee Sung looked at him suspiciously, "Is there any special reason?" ”

"Of course," the statement was not hidden, and said generously: "Brother Taehyun has received a lot of scripts recently, and I think some can be considered, and I personally hope to be able to serve as the deputy PD of the new drama." ”

"You want me to help you speak?" Hee Sung shook his head and didn't show any affection, "If you have that ability, you can win the position of assistant director without me saying it, and if not, I can't speak for you." ”

"It's not that simple," the statement sighed with a sigh of relief, "It's not that you can be reused if you have the ability, it's mainly because I'm a foreigner, Brother Yongyu helped me introduce a few crews, and as soon as people heard that I was Chinese, they directly refused, and even Brother Yongyu didn't give face." ”

Xicheng scratched his head and thought about it for a while, and replied: "I think you and Mr. Zheng can talk very well, and I often see you talking and laughing together." ”

"That doesn't mean anything at all," said the statement with a wry smile, "Brother Taehyun is laughing with me because he is curious about the China I described, and it has nothing to do with work." ”

"What do you want me to do?" Because there are too many Chinese things in the memory that the otaku gave him, Xicheng has an inexplicable affection for the Chinese, and he doesn't mind doing something within the scope of his ability.

"I've already called him," Statement raised his hand, "Don't get me wrong, didn't you say you had time to talk together when you last met, and then Brother Taehyun asked me to say hello to him when you came." ”

"It's okay, is he coming?" For Zheng Tae-hyun, a good-tempered fat man, Hee-sung doesn't hate it, after all, he made him earn the first pot of gold in his life.

"Yes, I should bring some scripts here," stated that he was going to teach Hee-sung how to judge whether the script was good or bad, but after hesitating for a while, he still didn't say anything.

When Daniel Zhang introduced Hee-sung, he said that he was a friend's son, and he came to the crew because he was curious, so he didn't even know that the boy in front of him was Hades he had always admired, and as for Zheng Tae-hyun's importance to Hee-sung, he also interpreted it as something else.

"Hee-sung, I can be regarded as seeing you," Jung Tae-hyun began to greet Hee-sung from afar, he was carrying a one-shoulder leather satchel in one hand, waving it in the other, looking very enthusiastic.

With his net worth, it is naturally understandable to have an assistant, not to mention that this Lao Zheng didn't even have a car, and when he came, he actually took a taxi like Xicheng.

"Brother Taehyun, it's not been a few days, didn't I just see it years ago," Hee Sung stood up from his chair and greeted him.

"Haha, you don't know this," the fat man trotted over, grabbed Hee Sung's hand and shook it, "In their words, this is called a day of not seeing each other like three autumns, and we haven't seen each other for several years." ”

"Brother Taehyun is joking, is there something wrong with me?" Hee-sung unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, handed it to him, and sat back in his chair.

The place where they stayed was not far from the filming site, a table for drinks, piled with mineral water, and a few folding chairs for the actors to rest next to it, which was very simple.

But it's such a humble place, Xi Cheng sat in a daze as if he was in a high-end club, and there was no cramped appearance at all, this is a table that only people who have never been tired by life will have, simply put, it is a good background and bearing.

Jung Tae-hyun threw the backpack in his hand at Hee-sung's feet, rubbed his hands and said, "This is the script I received recently, I read a little bit of it, and I don't think it's good, really, these people are wronged by me." ”

"Of course, the script is not as good as the TV series," Hee Sung picked up the bag on the ground disapprerovantly and took out several large scripts inside.

"Autumn Showers", I didn't hear of it, Hee Sung turned a few pages and threw it aside.

"Sky", the name is from, heaven, earth, why are our ratings so low......

"Wild Chrysanthemum", too old-fashioned, it is estimated that it is not as good as "Clover", Xicheng roughly flipped through dozens of pages, and also threw it away.

"Princess Lulu" seems to be the bottom of the TV series ratings in 2oo5.

After reading a few books, it can really be said that it is anticlimactic, and the more Xicheng reads it, the more boring he becomes.

"Well, none of this works?" When Jung Tae-hyun first arrived, he was dismissive of these scripts, but in fact, he still hoped to come across a stunning masterpiece in his heart.

"If you're not afraid of losing, then you might as well invest and try," Xicheng looked at the script in his hand without raising his eyelids, and his tone was ridiculous and joking.

Zheng Tae-hyun naturally heard it, he stupidly threw the script he picked up back to the ground, and stood up with difficulty holding his knees, "These dogs, take some garbage to fool me." ”

"There are only a few of them that break out of the encirclement every year, and there are more bad movies than good movies, which is called normal," Hee Sung quickly flipped the script in his hand, the plot seemed to be a little wrong, he raised his head suspiciously, "Brother Taehyun, why doesn't this book have a cover." ”

"Oh, you said that book," Jung Tae-hyun thought for a moment, "the cover was torn off by my little princess, and I thought the plot was too bad, so I didn't stick it back." ”

"Is my name Kim Sam-soon," Hee-sung solemnly put the script on his lap, "I remember that it was a romance novel written by Ms. Ji so-hyun, and I used to hear my classmates talk about it." ”

"It should be," Jung Tae-hyun scratched his bare head, "This book is the most uncomfortable, you say that a fat and ugly old woman, how can a man like it, if it were me, I would never have this kind of thought, I guess ah, the Ji so-hyun who wrote the novel, is likely to be like what she described in the book." ”

"Ahem...... Hee Cheng was almost choked by him, and said angrily: "If your estimate is useful, what else do you want me to do?" ”

"Cut, you kid won't want to tell me that this script is good," Jung Tae-hyun opened his small eyes, and the muscles on his face were almost frozen.

"Anyway, you have a lot of money, what are you afraid of," Hee Sung was amused by his expression, "Let's shoot this one, I'll pack tickets for your ratings, and less than thirty percent will count me as mine." ”

Of course, he doesn't have that much money, and if he dares to be so confident, he naturally uses otaku memories to cheat.

The things in the memories of otaku, except for the songs, which are more difficult to obtain directly, other things, even if they can't be moved out of their original form, can always get a general impression.

"My Name is Kim Sam Soon" is famous in the history of Korean dramas, although I don't know the specific ratings, but 30% of them have no run.

"Really?" Jung Tae-hyun now strongly suspects that Hee-sung is talking about him or making fun of him.

He almost didn't put Hee-sung's head on his face and looked for an expression on his face to see if there was any joke.

"Really," Hee Sung patted the script in his hand, "If it's less than thirty percent, I'll pay you for the production fee, but Brother Tae Hyun, what if it's higher than thirty percent?" ”

"Are you kidding?" Jung Tae-hyun jumps to his feet, he usually likes to joke with people the most, but at this time, he doesn't want Hee Sung to be joking.

Xi Cheng raised the smile on his face and nodded solemnly, "If you don't feel at ease, then let's make a note." ”

Jung Tae-hyun was a little convinced that Hee-sung was serious, he reached out to wipe the thin sweat on his forehead, and sat down on the chair slowly but steadily, the chair with his fat ass creaking.

"Okay, I'll just say this to you, I filmed this drama, it's not necessary, if the ratings exceed 30 percent, I will give you 100 million for every point that passes," the fat man gritted his teeth and stared at Xi Cheng, "If it doesn't reach 30 percent, you will be my son-in-law." ”

"How old is your daughter this year," Hee Sung asked stupidly, just now Jung Tae-hyun seemed to have mentioned his family's "little princess", who is still at the age of tearing paper, so it shouldn't be time to talk about marriage.

"Three years old," Mr. Jung said seriously.

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