Director Yang Mo couldn't help himself with excitement, but after two consecutive messages were sent, no one paid attention to him, he was like walking into a different space, and the people in the space did their own thing, but no one saw his existence.

Sad Mr. Rabbit: At the end of the film in my hand, I have already bought my plane ticket, and I will be there in the evening, and it will be early tomorrow morning.

Mr. Sad Fox: I went to Nepal to shoot! I won't be able to go back for a while!

Melancholy Wolf: Hey, I'm already in the taxi, I'll be there in a moment, you wait for my news.

Director Yang Mo was confused, where are you in a hurry? Also, how the prefix has changed, one by one is either sad or sad, he subconsciously looked out the window at the sky, although it was gray, but it didn't collapse!

Sheep bleating: What are you doing here, what has happened, why are the prefixes either sad or sad?

Unhappy Marshal Tianpeng: Old Yang, don't you know? Director Qin Chong had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, and he will be operated on tonight!

Director Yang Mo screamed in his heart, how could it be, it was really the sky falling!

Director Qin Chong's status in the domestic entertainment industry can be easily seen from his preparation for the filming of the mythological blockbuster series of the flood famine, the casting of the female No. 1 Nuwa, and the easy call for the participation of more than 100 directors.

Although there is also director Sun Yifan and he are called Taishan Beidou, director Sun Yifan is mainly famous because of the films he has made and won awards at international film festivals, and in terms of status, he is still far less important than director Qin Chong in the entertainment industry.

Mr. Qin Chong likes to be lively, and from time to time he calls their junior directors to their home for a small gathering, such an old man, talking about the news of the international film industry, but he is also familiar with various shooting techniques, so that they are embarrassed, and they have to desperately enrich themselves.

If it weren't for Mr. Qin Chong's example and words, who repeatedly emphasized that the film industry needs to bloom, I am afraid that everyone would have swarmed to make commercial films.

I don't know how far my thoughts have drifted, but my face is a little cold, Director Yang Mo raised his hand and touched it, his hands were wet, he sniffled, turned his head and called the assistant director over: "Buy me the fastest ticket to Sijiu City!"

He paused, swept the actors not far away, stopped his gaze on Jian Han for a moment, and ordered: "You take charge of the camera for me, let's shoot Jian Han's scene first." ”

Although I don't know if Nuwa's audition will still exist, whether this trial will continue or not, he is here, just keep it the same for the time being!

……

Old Jason was in a little depressed, knocked on the door a few times, and waited for a low invitation to come in, he tugged at the cuffs of his suit, tried to hook the corners of his mouth up, cheered up, carefully pushed the door open, and walked in lightly.

The man sat in a high-backed chair behind a large wooden desk, facing him sideways, his body mostly hidden in the shadow of the velvet floor-to-ceiling curtains, the afterglow of the setting sun shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows, only darkening his place.

In the darkness, the man's eyes became brighter and brighter, and Jason shivered subconsciously, unable to tell whether it was his moody boss or a beast lurking in the jungle in the shadows.

The man's somewhat hoarse voice sounded, but the question was unexpected: "Mr. Jason, you don't seem to be good, did you quarrel with your wife?"

Jason looked up in disbelief and blurted out, "Oh my God, sir!" How do you know!"

The man's voice was slow and unhurried, as if he was stepping on a strange drumbeat, and his words were unusually convincing: "Half of your collar has not been turned out." ”

"By the way," as Jason was scrambling to straighten his collar, the man casually opened his mouth again, "Is it about the child's education?"

Jason's hands were stunned, his eyes were about to pop out, and he stammered: "Yes, yes, Coco, how, how do you know?!"

The man laughed lowly, and his laughter was full of demagogic magic: "At your age, the only thing that can trouble you is work and family, and at work, I haven't looked for you for the past few days, and I haven't troubled you, so only family remains." ”

His voice gradually lowered, but it became clearer, like the whispers of the devil, and every word exploded in old Jason's ears: "It's spring clothing shopping season, and your salary is enough for your wife to take her credit card and go to Fifth Avenue in New York, or Printemps in Paris, and splurge extravagantly, but you just admitted that your wife still quarreled with you, then, only the children are left, and now, it happens to be the critical moment when the long spring break is coming to an end and entering the new semester." ”

Old Jason was speechless, and he nodded stiffly: "Yes, you're completely right-"

The devil did not let him go, and still willfully analyzed his predicament, "Very good! Again, you admit that I'm right! So, let's go ahead and guess why you and Madame are arguing—"

"Yes!" The man's slender fingers were raised, dancing flexibly, and under the illumination of the setting sun, they were projected onto Jason's feet, like a group of entangled devil worms, trying to climb up his trouser legs with teeth and claws.

"You are kind, you are the best at playing round, and you can get by, and your wife is a vain woman, which has changed from the past, every spring and autumn clothing week, your appearance will become very bad, and you can easily judge it, then, the disagreement between you and your wife should be that you hope that your child can live a relaxed and comfortable life, and your wife insists that she apply for the Ivy League College——"

"Yes! You're right, you're very right, but could you please don't say it!" Jason couldn't stand it anymore, although he knew that the boss was a snake spirit disease, but like today, he cut into it layer by layer, exposing his personal ** without concealing it at all, making him feel as if he was standing naked in front of each other, this feeling is really very bad.

The man was silent for a long time, and his tall body stood up from the high-backed chair, and the handsome face that would make all the women in the world scream was exposed to old Jason.

Old Jason's eyes widened, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Eye!

The boss's eyes turned from a clear and moving lake blue to a gloomy and low, dark blue like the sea!

Although this makes him more attractive, it also makes old Jason secretly frightened, in the past, the boss only when he was in a very bad mood, his eyes would turn as dark blue as the sea!

...

(Nine-headed Bird Academy)