You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

Regarding screenwriting, to be honest, Jiang Qiyu is more interested in acting than acting.

So even if Director Yuan didn't speak well, he made an appointment with him in a few days to discuss the details.

After she finished talking here, Gu Xunjian suddenly received a call for an audition.

Just now she was talking about quitting the showbiz, but she turned around and grabbed the new Lamborghini key on the table and left.

Of course, this car is definitely not hers.

It belonged to her second brother Gu Tianlin.

After all, her grandfather was a big boss who used to say that "every piece of steel falling from the sky in X city has to be surnamed Gu". If he didn't give her financial support, he wouldn't give her a dime.

Not long after Gu Xunjian left, her cell phone rang again.

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[The spear sticks in shit and pokes whoever dies: [Girl misses me again? ].jpg】

[Hot Mom's Diary: Qiyu, I have something to ask you. Actually, I wanted to ask you a few days ago, but I was afraid of disturbing your recuperation. I didn't fall asleep all night last night. Today, I don't think about tea and food during the day. I really want to hear you tell me in person. In fact, you have the answer in your heart, and you should know what I want to say...]

[The spear dipped in shit pokes who dies: Playing games? 】

[Hot Mom's Diary: [呲牙] Come to have a meal?Agree to deduct 1. 】

"..."

[Hot mom's diary: Qi Yue's father brought a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite. 】

[The spear sticks shit and pokes whoever dies: one person says one thing, I generally can't believe one point of this kind of statement. 】

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In the past few days, Qi Yue didn't know what he was busy with, and Mr. Qiao even banned her from going out alone.

But Sister Mingxue's kindness was hard to turn down, so Jiang Qiyu was naturally embarrassed to refuse.

But it was impossible to walk out from the front door, so Jiang Qiyu found Qiao Xinxin who was at home during the summer vacation and was just as busy as herself.

Using the condition of posting the co-produced short video on her personal account, she successfully switched to using the little guy to cover her going out.

"..."

After some twists and turns, the two finally managed to slip out under the strict surveillance of Butler Zhao.

Since they couldn't drive, they simply transferred from the nearby bus stop to the subway station.

Qiao Xinxin had never taken the subway since she could remember, so as soon as she got on the train, her eyes widened and she looked around with curiosity.

But she still kept in mind Aunt Long Spear's teachings, and followed her closely, holding her hand.

Jiang Qiyu didn't wear makeup when she went out, and she wore a mask that covered 2/3 of her face, so even in a crowded subway station, the probability of being recognized was not high.

But now is not the peak season, and there are still a few seats on the bus, and the two of them found an empty seat very smoothly.

As soon as she sat down here, the phone rang.

It's Gu Xunjian.

She made a "shh" gesture to Qiao Xinxin beside her, picked up the phone, and before she could speak, she heard a wail from the other side:

"Teacher sb!!!"

Concerned that it was still a public place, Jiang Qiyu lowered her voice:

"what happened?"

"I just finished auditioning, what role do you think it is?"

"A maid? A vicious female colleague? Or the ex-wife of the hero?"

Gu Xunjian went to audition during this period, and eight of the ten roles were like this.

Jiang Qiyu persuaded her to go back and beg her elder brother to invest in a heroine movie, but she was so stubborn that she would rather die than eat the cheap food. She would rather go back to be a beauty blogger than rely on the help of her family.

In this regard, a person who is confident in the name of "filial piety" said:

Interlacing is like a mountain, I wish her success.

She was thinking endlessly, when the startled voice sounded again:

"You don't know! Before I went, the casting director said that most of the roles in this audition were sex scenes."

"That's a good relationship, haven't you always wanted to take the sexy route?"

"Ha ha......"

Gu Xunjian almost laughed angrily, wishing she could stuff the script in her mouth and tear it up:

"Playing a vegetable, from the second episode to the end of the show."

"..."

"The appearance rate is 70%! My mother is afraid that I will get bedsores after acting for two months!!!"

"puff--"

Jiang Qiyu still couldn't hold back, she covered her mouth and laughed in a low voice, but she was worried about the passengers around her, so she didn't dare to laugh too loudly.

"..."

She was trying to comfort Gu Xunjian.

Suddenly, the subway door not far away opened, and a fierce and loud scream instantly pierced everyone's eardrums.

For a while, everyone followed the prestige.

I saw an old lady in her 60s and 30s walking in front, followed by a woman in her [-]s.

And the source of that sharp cry was the five or six-year-old boy in the woman's arms.

As soon as the three of them got into the car, the fit old lady took the seat opposite Jiang Qiyu first.

When the young boy next to him saw the situation, he naturally got up and gave up his position to the woman who was one step behind holding the child.

The woman nodded her thanks to the boy, and then sat down and comforted the crying boy in her arms.

But the child cried more and more vigorously, making the whole car restless.

The old lady sitting next to the child's mother not only did not help the mother to coax her, but even scolded her with her mouth curled up:

"It's not that I'm talking about you. The child just wants a toy. What can you do if you buy it for him? I really don't know how to take care of children at all. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let my grandson come to this big city to suffer with you..."

For a while, the crying of the child and the censure of the old man made the mother who was already very tired get angry.

She first turned to the old lady and said:

"Mom, the child can't be spoiled like this, he will raise the child to waste."

Then, ignoring the old lady's immediately raised eyes, she looked down at the son in her arms who was thrashing about looking for grandma, threatening half-truths:

"If you cry again, I'll sell you."

However, this sentence had no effect, the boy cried even more vigorously, crying to the woman like a demonstration:

"I don't believe it! I want toys! Grandma bought me toys, wow..."

And the people in the whole carriage were more or less affected, frowning and looking at the three grandparents and grandchildren.

Jiang Qiyu's strong sense of justice caused trouble, she pulled up her mask, and then pulled down the brim of her hat before she asked the woman in a muffled voice:

"Sister, how did you sell this child?"

"—"

For a while, the carriage was suddenly quiet.

Everyone looked at her with wide eyes, including the little boy who was still flaunting his power just now and kept rolling around.

But Qiao Xinxin beside her understood her aunt's meaning in an instant, grabbed her hand and asked innocently and childishly:

"Auntie, we don't have a place to live in our house. Where will you buy him back?"

"..."

Jiang Qiyu's eyes lit up, and she patted the little girl's head lovingly, still keeping her voice down:

"Clean up the pigsty, it's the same."

Now, the little boy really didn't dare to cry anymore.

Not right either.

I didn't dare to cry loudly anymore, so I could only cover my mouth and squeeze tears out, and at the same time squeeze hard to the side of my grandma.

The child stopped crying, but when the old lady saw that her grandson was frightened, she immediately changed her face.

"Oh, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, grandma won't sell my good grandson..."

While snatching the child from his daughter-in-law's hands and coaxing him, he turned his head and glanced unkindly at Jiang Qiyu who was tightly wrapped in a mask and hat.

He muttered uncleanly in his mouth:

"Nowadays, the little girls are so ugly that they don't dare to look at others, but their mouths are getting worse..."

Of course, Jiang Qiyu wasn't used to her either.

He raised his hand to cover Qiao Xinxin's ears, and opened his mouth with an even more sinister sentence:

"The current Lao Deng is not very particular about people, but his life is longer than one..."