In terms of not doing business, Meng Shi's action has always been very high.

He put the script together, took out his mobile phone and dialed Ye Shangmo's number.

"What's wrong?" Ye Shangmo was a little surprised that Meng Shi called him so quickly.

Meng Shi said, "Let me ask, is the male protagonist of this book decided?" ”

"You want to come?" Ye Shangmo, who walked to the parking place with Lunzhu Zhuoma, couldn't help but stop.

Meng Shi didn't take his words seriously.

If Ye Shangmo had this idea, he would have said it in the old man's shop.

"You're a technical job, I don't have the skills."

Meng Shi didn't have much interest in these, just reading two pages and a hundred or so words in this book, his scalp was numb, not to mention anything else.

"Then why are you asking the male protagonist." Ye Shangmo said angrily and continued to move forward.

"I just..."

Meng Shi just wanted to know, there are 107 monk consciousness in his mind who are one step away from becoming a Buddha, and the reincarnated spirit boy in this life also involves love, how should this feeling be played?

Or rather, who will suffer this sin.

He didn't finish his sentence.

Ye Shangmo said again, "Han Lu, the male protagonist is Han Lu." ”

Han Lu?

Meng Shi doesn't know much about this world actor, but Han Lu really knows a little.

As for the only KFC in Qingshui Town, when he came out of the passenger transportation center and looked up at the big billboard, he picked up Lu Jia several times, and he could see Han Lu holding posters of various new products.

And when he watches TV, he can always see advertisements for his endorsements, cosmetics, facial masks and so on.

What is traffic?

It's clear that you don't pay attention, but there is always a way for him to appear in front of your eyes in various ways.

The most important thing is that you know the name, but you can't remember for a while, whether this person is singing or acting, and what masterpieces he has.

When Meng Shi heard it, it was really a little fresh meat, a traffic star, and grinned, "Director Ye, wonderful!" ”

Ye Shangmo felt the "malice" in this thing's words, and directly put the phone away.

He began to understand the Lu family brothers a little.

This product can sometimes really make people angry.

And there's nothing you can do with him.

People don't want to do things, but they are rigid if they don't want to.

Otherwise, let Boss Lu marry Nizi to him as his wife, and face his father-in-law to see if he can be so casual.

Ye Shangmo was amused by the sudden thought, shook his head and said to Lunzhu Zhuoma, "The drama will start filming in a few months, and I will lose more weight during this time." ”

Most of the investment he got in the early days was used to build the empty Zen temple, and now that it is almost completed, he will pull another amount of money to co-produce it, and "Empty Zen" should be moved.

Lunzhu nodded and said, "My script ......"

She wrote a lot of notes on the script to help understand, and now it has been taken away by Meng Shi.

Ye Shangmo thought for a while, "You read your character script and background information first, and the day after tomorrow, I will ask him to take the copy and send it to your school by courier." ”

"I can go get it."

Lunzhu likes to take the bus and look at the city through the window, which feels like following the elders around the mountain.

Every time she takes the bus, whether she has a seat or not, she loves to stand.

"Let's go back to school." Ye Shangmo started the car, "Stay away from Meng Shi." ”

Lun Zhu looked at him with some doubts, not knowing what he meant.

Ye Shangmo didn't speak again.

After a while, Lunzhu remembered the classmate who was picked up by a good car in the same dormitory.

So he was the kind of rich man?

It doesn't look like it.

Meng Shi rubbed his nose, lifted the collar of his vest, and put the phone back in the pocket of his big pants.

I thought I would have time to find out the works of Ye Shangmo and Han Lu and take a look.

Or simply go to the crew to watch the excitement, and learn some professional photography techniques and directing skills by the way.

The bus went from Xitiankou Hutong to Zhujia Street.

When I parked, a group of people rushed to hula.

The most important thing in Sijiu City is people, all kinds of people.

Meng Shi glanced up, saw that there was no one who needed to give up his seat, and opened the script again.

"Brother."

Before he could wait, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Meng Shi looked up, and it was a young man in his twenties who had just come up.

Wearing an age-appropriate polo shirt, the hem of the dress was tucked into the waistband of the trousers, and the hairspray was sprayed back with hairspray.

It's time to be looking for a job.

I tried to dress myself up sophisticated, but I couldn't hide the confusion of just graduating.

The young man pointed to a woman who looked to be in her fifties next to him and said, "Please take a seat." ”

Meng Shi looked at the aunt he was referring to, except for the roots of her hair, which had not been dyed for a while, she was a little gray, she was white and fat, her face was ruddy, and she was quite rich.

The aunt obviously didn't know the young man, and she was a little surprised to see someone help her get a seat.

However, she did not say anything, obviously wanting to sit.

Meng Shi didn't say anything, but looked at the two of them with interest.

The aunt seemed to be uncomfortable by Meng Shi, so she said, "I'll get off the ...... in two stops."

The young man looked Meng Shi up and down at him, and he didn't mean to get up, so he raised his voice, "Get up, don't sit down, I'm sorry." ”

At this moment, he had the spirit of college again, and perhaps he was still a student union cadre before graduation.

This kind of generous to others, and then feels that he is very noble, and the quality of others is low, Meng Shi really doesn't know how to evaluate it.

He scratched his head.

It's a bit much, and I wanted to use the time in the car to read the script.

Right now......

sighed helplessly, closed the script, grabbed the backrest of the seat in front of him, stood up "laboriously", and gave up his position.

Auntie sat down and said, thank you.

Meng Shi didn't speak.

The young man glanced at him, "It should be done." ”

At this time, Meng Shi grabbed the grip crossbar on the bus, bent one foot slightly, limped, and walked from the rear compartment to the exit door.

As Meng Shi stepped forward, the young man froze, obviously he didn't expect this situation.

The bus braked because of the red light, Meng Shi stumbled and "almost fell", and the script fell to the ground.

The passengers who witnessed the scene just now couldn't help but look at him and the young man, as well as the aunt who was sitting in the seat.

The young man's eyes were complicated, he opened his mouth to say something, and finally turned his head silently and looked out the window.

The aunt who was sitting in Meng Shi's position moved her buttocks, but her shame made her speechless and unable to stand up, only feeling hot on her face.

In an unfamiliar environment, admitting mistakes is the same as accosting a conversation, knowing what to do in my heart, but my body tells you that I can't, so I can only be silent.

"It's okay." A girl who was also standing reached out to support Meng Shi, and then bent down to pick up the script.

Meng Shi shook his head, signaled that he was fine, took the script, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Someone gave him a seat, but he didn't speak, just shook his head, and his hand tightly grasped the steel pillar on the steps of the door.

The girl couldn't help but feel distressed when she saw him like this, and she glared fiercely at the young man who gave up her seat at Meng Shi.

The young man kept peeking with his peripheral vision, and his feet writhed uneasily, but he was still silent.

The car quickly arrived at the next stop, Anping Hospital.

Meng Shi refused the girl's kindness to send him, got out of the car "with difficulty", and limped slowly in the eyes of the people in the car.

It wasn't until the bus disappeared from view that it returned to normal under the suspicious gaze of passers-by, and walked towards Anping Xili with long legs.

Meng Shi didn't know if this young man who had just entered the society would have any thoughts after this incident, and he didn't care about it.

However, he knows that most of these young people who have just left school still have thoughts and should have good memory.

I believe that for a period of time in the future, he will remember today's events when he gets on the bus, and he should have a taste in his heart.

Anyway, I won't be able to sleep at night!

Meng Shi rubbed his legs, feeling comfortable.

Back at Qingxue Media, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Mr. Meng, do you have an appointment?"

Qin Qian still looks like "I am a professional front desk".

Meng Shi was kicked out by Old Man Lu before he ate well, he was really hungry, and stretched out his hand to Qin Qian, "What about the buns I brought in the morning?" ”

Qin Qian's eyes immediately became round.

Meng Shi knew that the bun had been eaten by her at a glance, so he reached out to take a pen and paper on the table.

【Today I owe Meng Shi two taels of pork and green onion buns (six)】

"Sign your name and confirm it." Meng Shi handed her the paper, and the person walked inside, "If you don't pay it back tomorrow, you will add one to calculate interest." ”

Qin Qian took the "IOU" and felt that Meng Shi must have something wrong with his brain, "Add one a day, you put usury!" ”

Meng Shi took the script of "Empty Zen" and slipped to Qin Qingxue's office, and when he found that she was not there, he called her.

Qin Qingxue was in the practice room and explained their changes to the three girls.

The main thing is to tell them that in terms of life and practice in the future, the company will still be responsible, and they can just treat Meng Shi as the person who arranged their debut, and they don't have to think nonsense. It's the way to debut, maybe a little weird, pay attention to keep your mentality.

She had just finished explaining when the phone rang.

"Where are you? Running around during working hours, right, the general manager is amazing. ”

"What's the matter? You speak well to me! Qin Qingxue was upset when she heard Meng Shi's voice now.

Meng Shi looked at the glass round table in the office, there was an extra ashtray, sat down there, and lit a cigarette.

"I didn't go to have dinner with Lu Chengkang in the afternoon, there was a director named Ye Shangmo, he took a script and asked if you were interested in investing some money."

"Empty Zen?!"

Qin Qingxue's voice suddenly raised up, startling the three girls.

"Go back to the dormitory and rest, the dance teacher will arrange it tomorrow."

She explained and hurried to the office.

Pushing open the door, I found Meng Shi with Erlang's legs crossed, smoking a cigarette, and a bound booklet on the table, with the cover of "Empty Zen".

Qin Qingxue walked over, reached out and took down the cigarette that Meng Shi was holding, and pressed it out in the ashtray.

Then he slapped his hands on Meng Shi's cheeks, and then squeezed hard.

Meng Shi's mouth was squeezed by her, and the two looked at each other.

"You get out of here!" Meng Shi pressed Qin Qingxue's face and pushed her away.

Qin Qingxue's head was pushed back, but she still rubbed Meng Shi's face vigorously, "Your sacrifice, sister will remember." ”

"It's Ye Shangmo begging us, I'll sacrifice Nima, hurry up for me!" Meng Shi felt that Qin Qingxue was waiting for an opportunity to take revenge. The face hurts!

Qin Qingxue felt that Meng Shi's fingers were about to papple her nostrils, so she let go of her hand unsatisfied, and at the same time removed her face from Meng Shi's hand.

She rubbed her face and said regretfully, "You didn't get that in that way." ”

"What?" Meng Shi also rubbed his face.

Qin Qingxue raised her eyebrows, "Ye Shangmo is a 1, boys should protect themselves when they go out." ”

Meng Shi took back the cigarette that had been extinguished after just a few puffs from the ashtray, and lit it again, "Homosexuality, I have no prejudice against this, it doesn't matter what he is, as long as he doesn't like me." ”