As soon as Xian Yu saw her sister come to see her, she was immediately very happy, and directly put aside the quarrel with the agent just now, and pulled Murong Qiao to sit on the comfortable and soft sofa together.

"I just finished filming, and Jojo came just in time." Xian Yu stuffed the potato chips next to him into his sister's arms, and put a bottle of yogurt for others.

It's as if the person who just put on a stinky face and played a temper in front of the agent is not him.

"Hello Miss Murong." The agent also greeted him, and he didn't mention the incident just now.

"I'm going to school soon, I want to see you." Murong Qiao sat obediently beside the person and also said hello to the agent. "Hello."

"I just have some things to deal with, so I won't bother you." The agent was interested and found an excuse to slip away, leaving space for the two brothers and sisters.

In the end, they thought that Murong Qiao was a student, and both of them tacitly did not tell her about it, and Xian Yu didn't want her sister to be troubled and sad because of her own affairs.

Murong Qiao's eyes drooped, hiding the thoughts in his heart, and secretly wrote down the matter of the fifth brother.

"I asked Director Liu Cheng, and he said that you have been filming for the past two days." Murong Qiao looked at Xian Yu, and his gaze fell on the other party's face that was obviously a little thin.

The last time I saw the fifth brother, when the other party laughed, I could still see the slightly protruding flesh on my cheeks, which made people feel a sense of youth.

Xian Yu smiled, "It's all to blame for the male protagonist you wrote is too good, I'm addicted to acting." ”

He said it easily, but Murong Qiao felt distressed.

Acting is not an easy task, it is common to wear a white shirt when standing in Sanjiu, seeing the temperature plummeting in the past two days, Murong Qiao can't help but worry about Xianyu.

"Brother, don't work so hard." Murong Qiao tore open the potato chips, but took out a piece and stuffed it into Xian Yu's mouth first. "I can support you when I make money in the future."

Her tone was sincere and unpretentious, as if she were talking about something very common.

Xian Yu looked at her sister, just in time to see the extremely serious glint in Murong Qiao's eyes, and knew that she was not joking.

The anger that had just been provoked suddenly fell, disappeared without a trace, and the heart softened for no reason.

"Okay." Xian Yu agreed with a smiling voice, and ate the potato chips that his sister fed him by the way.

He seemed to have forgotten that he was going to participate in Fashion Week in two days and needed to deliberately keep in shape, so he ate all the potato chips with Murong Qiao.

"Then it's settled." Murong Qiaoyan smiled and made an agreement with someone.

She didn't stay in the crew for a long time, Xian Yu still had to film, Murong Qiao also had to go to school, and the two said goodbye after chatting for a while.

After leaving the crew, Murong Qiao called Jiang Chi and asked for the contact number of Xianyu's agent.

"Hello?" Xian Yu's agent connected, "May I ask who it is?" ”

"It's me." Murong Qiao spoke, and his clear and soft timbre immediately let the agent know the identity of the person who came.

Miss Murong?

The agent was a little surprised, he didn't expect her to call him.

"When I went, I heard you and my brother talking about endorsements, what was going on?" Murong Qiao asked bluntly.

Xian Yu didn't want her to know, but Murong Qiao also had her own way, and it was vague to listen through the door, so she even heard that the fifth brother skipped class in order to see herself, as if she was held a grudge by the director.

To be more specific, you have to ask the broker.

"Ah, this matter......" The agent listened to Murong Qiao's inquiry about this matter at this time, and he didn't have any scruples, and told the whole thing completely.

In general, it is the director who grasps the mistakes of the envy feather and wants to use the value of the envy feather.

"You don't have to worry about this." After Murong Qiao understood what had happened, he only said this sentence and hung up the phone.

The agent looked at the beeping mobile phone, and didn't understand what Murong Qiao meant for a while.

Murong Qiao returned to school, she was the only one in the dormitory at this time, everyone went home in the past two days, and Murong Qiao was the first to come back.

[Boss, you found what you wanted.] [Document]] is a message from Jiang Chi.

Murong Qiao clicked on the attached document, it was a script, and the source was the director said by the agent, surnamed Jiang, I heard that the shooting technique was good, and he planned to win a gold award this year.

She glanced at ten lines and quickly got a rough look.

Since it is going for the Gold Award, the script is indispensable for deep meaning and some sensitive topics, there is no laugh in the whole story, and the overall look is more in line with foreign tastes.

After reading it, Murong Qiao had a plan in his heart, and directly clicked on the official website of radio and television on the computer, and reported the script to it.

Her writing ability is not bad, and the reasons for reporting are also well written and reasonable, and several violations in the script are mentioned at the beginning, and some places suspected of leading crimes are not let go.

Didn't that Director Jiang want to win the award? Then let him not broadcast it, and see how he wins the award.

Radio and television has always had a rigorous attitude towards film and television works, and responded quickly to Murong Qiao's report.

[We have received your report, and after verifying the information, we will manage it in accordance with the law.] 】

When Murong Qiao saw this news, his tense mind relaxed a lot, and his attention drifted away, and he heard footsteps getting closer and closer to the door.

"Jojo! You're back so soon! Yang Xin's voice came from the door of the dormitory.

Murong Qiao turned his head and saw Yang Xin carrying a suitcase, looking at him with a red face and surprise.

Yang Xin put his things away in two or two times, and then took out a bag of chestnuts from the suitcase and stuffed it into Murong Qiao's arms.

"This is our family's specialty, and the chestnuts we grow are sweet and fragrant!" Floating to Murong Qiao's side with Yang Xin's words was the strong fragrance of chestnuts in his arms.

Murong Qiao was melted by this aroma, and his heart was also warm, and he hugged the chestnut and laughed happily.

But the opposite of Murong Qiao's happy mood was Director Jiang, who had just received the radio and television notice.

He was going to go out for a good time at night, but suddenly learned that the drama he filmed was banned.

"Who the did it!" The script was slammed to the ground, Director Jiang's face was flushed, and his eyes were bloodshot and scary.

He just talked about endorsement with Xian Yu's agent, and he should have been very happy one day, but suddenly learned the news of radio and television, saying that the drama he filmed was banned.

It was the work of his work for many months, and it was a work that he carefully carved to become famous in one fell swoop.

"No, I don't know." The staff trembled and didn't dare to speak more, for fear that Director Jiang would be angry if they popped out one more word.

It was originally good, but it was suddenly banned, and now I can't find a reason to say, and more importantly, I can't make money if I can't broadcast it.

Director Jiang also thought of this after getting angry, and before he could come up with a solution, he was interrupted by a phone call.

He impatiently took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and his face changed instantly when he saw the caller's name, the kind that Sichuan opera is ashamed of.

"What do you command?" Director Jiang's tone is flattering, his posture is low and small, obviously afraid of the person who is talking on the other end.

……

I don't know what the person on the other side said, the staff only saw that Director Jiang's originally angry face was also white, the kind that was whiter than the dead, but it made his bloodshot eyes even more frightened and terrifying.

"I see." Director Jiang hung up the phone with a smile.

There was despair in his eyes, and after dealing with the phone call from the crew's financier, his brain went blank.

(End of chapter)