- What's the situation, is the popularity of the first gold medal screenwriter in China so poor, so many brands can't borrow a dress, it's really miserable in the world!

- It's not that I'm sour, I heard that this screenwriter wants to borrow the YS family's seasonal collection dress, the old designer's mountain work, the dress is priced at more than 5 million, and many first-line female stars may not be able to borrow it, I don't know where this screenwriter got his confidence......

- That's not right what you say, as the saying goes, ugly people make a lot of mistakes, a few days ago, I heard that this screenwriter never took off her mask on the set, no one knows what she looks like, maybe she is a passerby girl who looks average and feels good about herself and engages in mysticism all day long, of course I don't know what the concept of five million dresses is.

——Upstairs is the right solution, I am an intern in the crew, and I can often see this well-known screenwriter in my work relationship. I have to say that it is really called a raunchy, always wearing a mask, and wearing a sloppy man every day, do you dare to imagine that the person in this photo is a little girl?

Saying that, netizens threw out a picture of Jing Jiaren's back working on the set. But perhaps because of the angle, Jing Jiaren in this photo is short in stature, with thick calves, and even the only exposed skin is extremely sallow, as described by netizens, she really looks like a sloppy man.

After a while, #祸心邋遢#的话题也爬到了热搜尾巴.

The corners of Jing Jiaren's mouth twitched when she brushed this one, netizens were really idle, and they bothered to take photos of her and P, but I don't know which employee of the crew it is, in short, it's not an ordinary netizen who accidentally eats melons.

At the end of the evening, Jing Jiaren told Director Hong that she would bring a dress over tomorrow, and Director Hong let her leave with a sad face. After returning to the hotel, Huo Tingxiao had not yet returned, and she began to pack her luggage for the film festival tomorrow.

She told Director Hong that she brought the dress, which was actually the one she saw last time Mr. Smith, and she bought it for 180,000 yuan for Huo Tingxiao, which should be enough. Jing Jiaren thought and put the dress into the box.

It was at this time that Huo Tingxiao pushed the door in, and immediately frowned when he saw her packing up her things.

"Where are you going?" The voice is low and doesn't seem to be very happy.

Jing Jiaren found that he was like this every time he said he was leaving, and he couldn't understand the old man's brain circuit.

"Film Festival, the whole crew will go to the scene tomorrow." Jing Jiaren returned.

"How many days?"

"Three days." Jing Jiaren typed.

"Come back in two days." Huo Tingxiao's voice was firm, and his eyes looked at her irresistibly.

Jing Jiaren: "...... All right. ”

Seeing her agree, Huo Tingxiao's brows gradually eased, he glanced at Jing Jiaren's luggage a few times, pointed to the dress box and asked, "This is the dress from last time?" ”

Jing Jiaren nodded.

Huo Tingxiao didn't speak again, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, walked out of the room and started working. Jing Jiaren was very confused, but she didn't ask if the other party didn't say anything.

The next day, Xiao Song drove away after sending Jing Jiaren to the set. When Jing Jiaren walked inside, she found that there was still a car parked at the door of the set, the window was ajar, and Jing Jiaren vaguely saw that the figure inside was very familiar.

Well, it's really familiar, it's Shen Hanyao who is driving, and Jiang Li is sitting in the co-pilot, and Jiang Li is being pressed by Shen Hanyao on the car seat at this time, and his cheeks are red.

Jing Jiaren hurriedly left and went to the crew, the main creative team had almost arrived, Director Hong took a few leading actors and screenwriters and producers to the airport together, Jiang Li was in a hurry when she was about to leave, Jing Jiaren looked at her teasingly, Jiang Li knew that she had seen it, and took out her mobile phone to play very weakly.

This time, there is also a little screenwriter Qing Pei in the team, everyone in the group knows that she was her father who came in to play with the ticket, and this time the film festival people also spent a lot of money to buy a ticket and went with the crew.

Jiang Li knew about the little girl, and secretly asked Jing Jiaren: "Hey, what's the matter with that little sister, why did she hold on to you?" ”

Jing Jiaren shrugged, how did she know. Jiang Li was about to say a few words, but Qing Pei suddenly walked over, facing Jing Jiaren with a spring breeze on his face.

"Hello senior, have you borrowed tomorrow's dress?" The tone of schadenfreude is obvious.

Jiang Li sighed, opened his mouth to teach this little girl a lesson, but was stopped by Jing Jiaren. The two glanced at each other and tacitly ignored the little girl.

Qing Pei saw that the two of them ignored her, and immediately became angry.

"Why, a big actor and a big screenwriter still can't look down on me as a little minion, too, blame me for being too good, I borrowed the dress before the big screenwriter, I'm so sorry!"

"Teacher Evil Heart, aren't you very powerful in the circle, why can't you even borrow a dress, this is too embarrassing, where do you put your name as a gold medal screenwriter?" Qing Pei is used to being arrogant and domineering, and relying on his own money, he has never spoken in a restrained manner, but he feels that he has been acting chivalrous.

If Jing Jiaren hadn't stopped him, Jiang Li would have let this little scum know what it means to call your father or your father.

Jing Jiaren listened to her words, but she sensed another meaning, she glanced at Jiang Li, and the other party immediately understood.

"What, you put those photos on the Internet?" Jiang Li glanced at her.

Qing Pei was quite complacent: "I'm just telling the truth, this woman squeezed out our little screenwriter, and she dominates the crew, which is also called a gold medal screenwriter?" I think her fame was stolen from other people's efforts! ”

"The matter of the dress is just to teach her a lesson, to let this person who eats human blood steamed buns know that there are more righteous people in this world!"

Jiang Li was simply embarrassed and bubbling, and instantly didn't want to deal with this nonsense girl, a self-righteous person had nothing to say to her.

Jing Jiaren never moved, so she didn't react to what Qing Pei said so much just now, but Qing Pei was even more jealous. She yelled at the two of them: "I can't even borrow a dress, just wait to make a fool of myself!" ”

The two of them didn't even look at it and left directly.

Qing Pei felt that she was about to be angry with the woman, she looked at the back of the two of them leaving, and made a phone call to go out.

"Open your mouth wide? Would you like to give you a ticket to tomorrow's film festival? Qing Pei asked.

Zhang Dazui is a blogger on Weibo, that is, the legendary entertainment paparazzi, who supports himself by posting some information in the entertainment industry to increase his popularity. There are countless stars who went to the film festival this time, and he started looking for someone to inquire about the ticket early in the morning but still didn't buy it, and when he heard an old acquaintance tell him about such a good thing, he naturally agreed very happily.

"Of course, what conditions are the old customers, you can say whatever you want!" Said with a wide open mouth.

Qing Pei sneered: "There is a screenwriter called Evil Heart, I don't know what my real name is, follow the crew of "Chaotianque" to walk the red carpet, you will stare her to death tomorrow!" Give me all your spears and cannons, this person didn't borrow a dress, maybe he will wear some copycat brand when the time comes, you will report my death! Start a live newspaper! ”

As soon as I opened my mouth and heard her tone, I knew that this person must have had a holiday, Qing Pei is also a little famous in the circle, a second-generation Bai Fumei is a screenwriter, and she knows celebrities with her father's money, and she has a promising future if she mixes well, so she agreed to it.

After hanging up the phone, Qing Pei laughed proudly, I will give you a live broadcast for free tomorrow, see how proud you are!

Jing Jiaren didn't know what Qing Pei did in private, she and Jiang Li took a plane to the neighboring city together, and after staying at the hotel, Jiang Li asked her what dress she was bringing, and Jing Jiaren took out the box.

"I bought it before." Jing Jiaren threw the box over, "The style is more retro, not very suitable for the red carpet." ”

At that time, it was a dress selected according to Smith's hobby, Smith is more old-fashioned and belongs to a classical gentleman, so the dress chosen by Jing Jiaren is relatively conservative and not very suitable for the red carpet of tomorrow night's film festival. But she thought that she was just a screenwriter, and not many people paid attention to it, so she felt that it was almost okay.

But the next moment, Jing Jiaren heard Jiang Li's scream.

"That's pretty too, isn't it? Where did you get the dress! Jiang Li's voice was so exaggerated that Jing Jiaren wanted to cover her ears.

Isn't it just an ancient ceremonial dress, as for such an exaggeration, she looked back, and with just one glance, she covered her mouth.

What Jiang Li has in her hand is not the retro dress she brought over at all, but a gradient starry sky embroidered blue gauze skirt, the starry sky on it is completely spelled out with broken diamonds, and it is shining brightly under the lamp, it is hard to imagine how eye-catching it will be to stand on the red carpet full of spotlights in this dress tomorrow!

Jing Jiaren was speechless in surprise, obviously she packed her luggage yesterday and put it in or the dress before, how could it suddenly become this artistic gauze skirt, her intuition told her that this dress must not be cheap! And besides Huo Tingxiao, she couldn't think of anyone else.

Jiang Li held the gauze skirt in his hand and couldn't help but exclaim: "My God, Jiajia, this dress is really beautiful, I say seriously, I have never worn such a fairy dress in my life, look at this embroidery, this workmanship, this diamond, this is called haute couture, the one borrowed in their crew is nothing at all!" ”

"Jing Jiaren, you are really unkind, you still say that it is retro style at this level, do you think that my Miss Jiang is not knowledgeable? I don't care, Jiajia, when the film festival is over, you must borrow me this dress to wear once! Certain! ”

Of course, Jing Jiaren was also confused, she could only keep nodding, and Jiang Li was also holding the dress and smirking on the side.

At this time, Jing Jiaren's mobile phone rang, and the number with the caller ID "husband" flashed on the screen, and Jing Jiaren quickly connected.

"Arrived?"

Jing Jiaren nodded, realizing that he couldn't see and quickly buttoned the mobile phone earpiece stupidly.

Huo Tingxiao asked again: "See the clothes?" ”

Jing Jiaren typed: "Well, why did you bring me clothes?" ”

Huo Tingxiao snorted over there: "My woman, can she dress worse than others?" ”

Jing Jiaren: "......"

Here it is again, and here it is, the president is here again with his second illness!