I have to admit that Rong Chuqin's choice of spokesperson was somewhat because of Song Tang's relationship, and gave Jiang Fanxing's artist the green light.

Song Tang also knows this.

Since she left the relationship because of herself, she has to check it.

That day, I met in a hurry in the box of the Xingyao Club, and I only felt that Ming Tian himself was almost the same as on TV, he was indeed tall and handsome, and he didn't talk much and was not a demon, and Rong Chuqin had a good impression of him.

After that, the interview with all the candidates was directly canceled, and Mingtian was directly determined.

The new product launch conference is next month, and it is imminent, and Mr. Zheng of the brand department does not object, but he made another round of phone calls to cancel the interview.

This time, in addition to posters and advertisements, Rong's also sponsored three big variety shows, all of which will be recorded by the spokesperson in the next two months.

People in the industry are red-eyed, especially those who have been notified of the interview and suddenly canceled.

After Song Tang arranged the work in the office, he drove to the address sent by Jiang Fanxing.

This is a newly built shooting base, in the suburbs, the road to the entrance is still under construction, and there is no façade, if it is not for the positioning, she will not be able to find it at all.

After entering, it is another scenery, several sheds, there are quite a lot of people, and they are all busy.

"No, Mr. Zheng, what do you mean? It's the dancer you're looking for, why blame Mingtian? ”

It was Jiang Fanxing's voice.

Song Tang followed the prestige, only to see that behind a bunch of machines, Jiang Fanxing was confronting a middle-aged man with his waist crossed.

That man is Mr. Zheng of the Rong brand department.

"Mingtian arrived an hour early to prepare, earlier than the makeup artist, and cooperated with all of you to shoot for a day, today hangs Weiya, without a complaint, what do you mean now?"

The director has said it, but this Mr. Zheng is not satisfied at all, and remakes one after another.

Mr. Zheng was the same as when he had a meeting that day, complaining, "No matter how long you shoot, what's the use of something that isn't what I want?" ”

Ming Tian silently pulled the corner of Jiang Fanxing's clothes on the side and said, "Sister Jiang, it's okay, just shoot again." ”

Jiang Fanxing took a deep breath and digested this evil breath, took a step back and said: "Okay, then I bother Mr. Zheng to communicate clearly with the director, set a plan, don't change it while shooting." ”

Mr. Zheng nodded in agreement on the surface, but at the moment he turned his head, he sneered disdainfully, "Isn't it just a related household, drag a fart!" ”

"You ......"

"Sister Jiang, Sister Jiang," Ming Tian grabbed Jiang Fanxing, "Forget it." ”

The director took the big and said, "The actors are in place, the actors are in place, and the shooting will start in ten minutes." ”

Ming Tian patted Jiang Fanxing's shoulder, "I'll go, don't worry, I'm young and can carry it." ”

"Be careful."

"It's fine."

The shooting started again, Jiang Fanxing stared nervously at Ming Tian, who was slowly hanged up, and he didn't even notice that Song Tang walked to his side.

"Fanxing, what's the problem?" Song Tang asked softly.

Jiang Fanxing only glanced at it with his peripheral vision, and then looked at Mingtian who was slowly rising, "Tangtang, you're here, just shooting." ”

Ming Tian was slowly hoisted to the top, but the person in charge of dancing below was not in place, and the planned five-person group was missing the C position, and it was the main dancer who had a problem.

Song Tang felt that the atmosphere was weird, and he didn't want to talk too much, but when he saw Jiang Fanxing's aggrieved expression, he couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Zheng...... What's the situation? ”

"That's it, a group of boys and girls are dancing below, no music, dry dancing, and then Ming Tian plays music on the rooftop, they start to look for the source of music, Ming Tian rushes down from above with his mobile phone, and rushes down this one, thirty in a row, this is the thirty-first one."

"What?" Song Tang was also surprised.

The advertising plan has been approved a long time ago, the 30-second advertisement was shot in three days, one day in the studio, two days outdoor, she remembered that this shot of Hanging Weiya was the third shot in the whole film, that is to say, from morning to evening today, the third shot was not finished.

said that slow work makes meticulous work, she understands, but imminent things are not allowed to be slow.

Song Tang watched from the side for a while, and before the director could say anything, Lao Zheng began to compare his hands and feet, Mingtian is up and down, time-consuming is secondary, and consuming talents is the key.

Jiang Fanxing looked at Ming Tian's condition and felt distressed, "Look, Mr. Zheng is just picking on thorns, don't you Zheng always have a problem with your brain?" ”

Song Tang was also speechless.

Wei Ya hung for too long, Mingtian was a little physically exhausted, and he kept sweating, which affected his makeup and hair, and he had to touch up his makeup.

"Ka," the director shouted helplessly, "Okay, rest on the spot for ten minutes, and the makeup artist will make up the male lead." ”

However, the director didn't seem to be angry at all, holding a thermos cup and drinking health tea slowly.

Ming Tian was put underground, but the equipment on his body couldn't be dismantled, otherwise it would take time to wear it for a while, Jiang Fanxing trotted over and asked, "How is it?" Can you still hold on? ”

Ming Tian's face was obviously not very good, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and the autumn clothes on his body were already soaked.

But he still gave them a smile, "It's okay, hello Song Mi." ”

Song Tang admired the young man's hard work, but the Rong family signed him as the spokesperson, and he didn't let him suffer in vain, "Well, do you know what the problem is?" ”

Ming Tian looked in the direction of the director and Mr. Zheng, and when he saw that they didn't come forward, he whispered: "I filmed according to the requirements, and the director couldn't find my problem, but the shooting plan was changed again and again." ”

Ming Tian said more vaguely, he didn't think of people in the worst way, "There are also dancers, a few girls can't remember the movements, and there is a boy over there, named Shen Zhou, who is an artist of Rainbow, I feel ......"

He wanted to speak, but he stopped.

Song Tang: "Say! ”

"I took two shots in the morning, but Mr. Zheng was not satisfied, so he changed the plan to shoot him, and in the third one, Mr. Zheng may still want him to appear on the camera."

Jiang Fanxing really endured it again and again, and the artists she brought were bullied, which made her even more uncomfortable than bullying her.

The makeup artist came over to touch up Mingtian's makeup, and Mingtian couldn't say anything more.

Song Tang looked at Shen Zhou from a distance, she was not familiar with this name, but she had an impression of this face, and the first list of candidates submitted by Mr. Zheng was him.

At this moment, Shen Zhou was watching the picture with the director, Mr. Zheng was talking and laughing beside him, and the three of them were talking and laughing, especially like the golden triangle combination of the gold owner, the director, and the artist.

It doesn't make sense.

Song Tang pressed Jiang Fanxing's shoulder, then turned around and walked towards them.

"Mr. Zheng."

"Yo, Song Mi?!" Lao Zheng was very surprised, with a smile on his face, "What kind of wind blew your big Buddha here?" ”

Song Tang smiled faintly, "Mr. Zheng is too uplifting me, I just came over to see the filming progress." ”