The little prince and the head of the small pavilion shared the same mobile phone. After reading it once, they silently scrolled to the beginning and read it again.
Little Pavilion Master: "Wow, I didn't think so when I took the picture, but it looks really nice when I cut it out..."
The little prince: "Well, yes..."
Little Pavilion Master: "Wow, you're such a handsome fan!"
The little prince: "Oh, you turned around and made a show of it!"
Little Pavilion Master: "You really deserve to be a great actor!"
The little prince: "You really deserve to be Ziwei Xing!"
Business bullshit, who else but me.
With the encouragement of the trailer, the originally restless filming set seemed to be pumped up, and the progress was rushing. An Wangjun was still his rimmed second male lead, and he was enough to pretend to be the male lead in Su Yang. After the forceful style, he appeared in a fairy-like manner and killed with a sword.
The two of them simply lived on the set for the past two days. After all, no one dared to provoke the traffic in the imperial capital during the holidays.It is said that there are two rooms, so it is obvious how to live here.
Le Xingzhi rolled his eyes with the supper in his hand, thinking that the paparazzi skills in this class are really bad, you can't even take a picture of them entering a room from the head to the end of the bed, you still have the face to be a basket.
King Su happily opened the door, took the takeaway happily, and was about to close the door happily to give away.
Le Xingzhi knocked at the door, heartbroken: "Won't your conscience hurt!"
Su Yang picked up the takeaway pockets in disgust: "You don't even have a fried chicken coke, won't your conscience hurt?"
Le Xingzhi squeezed into the door: "Fuck you, don't eat if you don't want to eat."
"Hey, I still want to eat." Su Yang wrapped an egg tart in one bite.
Le Xingzhi turned around and left: "I'll put in the paparazzi who took the photo of you two by the river."
"Come on, I'm afraid of you." Su Dashen was not afraid, and as he spoke, the pastry crumbs of the egg tart shell sprayed out at 180 degrees like snowflakes.
An Wangjun brushed his hair silently, grasping the information accurately: "Brother Xingzhi, what do you mean, have you found out which paparazzi took the photo?"
"Yes," Le Xingzhi stuffed an egg tart as quickly as he said, and then sprayed the crumbs with Su Yang.
An Wangjun: "...You guys spray slowly, I'll go back and wash my hair."
Although Le Xingzhi is buried by Su Yang every day, he is really an excellent gossiper who listens to all directions. Even with a head of pastry crumbs, he still talks about those little bastards with joy.
"Clairvoyance Weekly knows that it's the one who stuffs all kinds of young models and actresses on your brother's bed every day," Le Xingzhi asked.
An Wangjun ate the sushi obediently, and nodded obediently: "Didn't you arrange for Brother Zhou and Yuanyuan Jinling to live in the Spring Breeze before? They are habitual offenders."
Le Xingzhi patted his thigh: "Hey, it's not them this time!"
An Wang-jun: "..."
Su Yang: "...if you fart, let it go." Then he stuffed another egg tart into his mouth and stood by.
Le Xingzhi immediately sat upright: "Well, there is a gossip media recently, that is, the one who became famous by taking pictures of the two celebrity couples cheating in marriage, called Nasha, yes, Magic Eagle Society, what a shitty name. They filmed it. They have been following you since Su Yang came out of the crew. However, we Anonymous have too high anti-reconnaissance capabilities, so we just threw them away like other trash. Helplessly, a certain person pretended to be coercive, went out to buy coffee in the middle of the night to watch the night view, and gave them their heads for nothing. It’s really sad that you can’t die if you don’t do it!”
Someone raised his hand to pick up the last egg tart and took a big bite. The sound of the crispy tart skin cracking was like the sound of a knife being sharpened. The other half of the egg tart was still in his mouth, so he was ready to go. Staring at him silently, Le Xingzhi's whole body froze in an instant, and he only used a pair of small steps to move horizontally, moving behind An Wangjun for protection.
An Wangjun was fed up with the two of them, so he grabbed the other half of the egg tart from Su Yang's mouth and swallowed it in one gulp, completely destroying the tools used to commit the crime. "Brother Xingzhi, then after they finish shooting, they will contact the major media directly and post it directly? They don't discuss with you, such as selling a photo or something? This is obviously more profitable, right? You see, clairvoyance only hit the [-]th line, the first line Just sell photos."
Le Xingzhi was super disdainful: "Clairvoyant wants to use people's privacy to make money after he has achieved fame. The old man said that Su Yang's fake material is also for the benefit of the other party. This shit is still in the stage of starting a business, so it must be used a few times first. You two are so desperate to catch up. You deserve it."
The old movie king Su collapsed on the bed, and said very embarrassingly: "Then if they want to expand their popularity, they can learn from their predecessors clairvoyance. First, they will make a notice a week in advance, and then write a nonsense poem that makes no sense. Go into the water, and then slowly burst out. Like this, the photos taken at two o'clock in the morning will be posted on the whole network at ten o'clock in the morning, and the copywriting is still like that. They are really newborn calves who are not afraid of death."
Le Xingzhi snapped his fingers: "That's right! That's the point. Our public relations department just went to ask, and they just took a picture of the bullshit, because it's really, uh, there is a hot spot, and they were also thinking about it. I didn't expect to tell the whole story so quickly, I didn't expect, I didn't expect, someone came to them, bought the original film for a big price, and then pushed the disgusting Bala's copywriting to that person."
Mr. An Wang was a little angry: "Someone wants to harm us on purpose?"
"Fool, what's the harm?" Su Yang sat up from the bed and sat next to Mr. An Wang, "You block other people's way, and they want to move you away, it's that simple." He said touching An Wang Juntou: "Silly boy, the world is cruel."
An Wangjun curled his lips, turned to Le Xingzhi and asked, "Does Brother Xingzhi know who that bastard is?"
Le Xingzhi spread his hands: "You have to ask your brother to see whose way he is blocking."
Needless to say, the three golden movie kings, there is more than one person blocking the way behind him?
An Wang-jun sighed.
"However," Su Yang collapsed on the sofa again, "Compared to the previous gossip that described me as a human-shaped sex machine, this time it's a bit sensual and pure-love, which can be regarded as restoring my image. Besides, compared to always It’s better to put an [-]-line snake-faced female star on my bed, or my beautiful little Ziwei Xing, isn’t it?”
An Wang-jun didn't want to make fun of him.
Su Yang opened his arms: "Come, come, come, serve the bed."
Le Xingzhi felt that if he didn't go back to wash his hair, his hair would be disgusted.
The next day, Director Gu Da, who we went home for the holidays, finally appeared on the set, and the first thing he announced when he came back was that the crew would hold a media visit meeting tomorrow.
The set was filled with grief in an instant.
Boss, three times the salary for working overtime during holidays!
Naturally, Gu Chang'an would not pay attention to them. The director, who was fully charged, was directing the crowd around in a hurry. Today, he filmed the group scene where the master of Xiaoyao Pavilion enters the palace to face the saint, and all the main characters of the court line are present.The little rookie An Wangjun was still a little nervous, he dragged Su Yang to a corner and played the scene again and again.
Fang Yi on the side looked at the two of them, and then at his manager Sun Zhibin.Sun Zhibin silently threw countless knives at them, and then dragged Fang Yi to find Gu Changan.
Le Xingzhi, who was secretly observing, secretly watched the whole process, and then concluded his resignation to Meizi Du in a rather high-spirited manner: "Tell him to play, ha ha."
Du Ruoheng swiped his phone to check, coincidentally, the press conference of Fang Yiya's "Fairy Demon" is also tomorrow.
Too much greed is more than chewing, too much greed can really choke people to death.
He explained that he would arrive tomorrow, and even if there was an interview that day, Gu Bapi didn't want to waste the precious late spring time, so everyone put on their makeup and patted the interview first.
An Wangjun hugged the big tree and stretched his muscles, and he began to feel guilty again.
"You look like an ugly daughter-in-law who is about to meet her parents-in-law." Assistant Du hit the nail on the head.
However, An Caiji was so vain that he asked cowardly, "Is it really ugly?"
Du Ruoheng looked at his long legs hanging on the tree trunk, his delicate and coquettish costume, his long hair fluttering in the spring breeze, and his big black eyes that were wet after putting on make-up. so angry.
Jealousy makes you ugly, girl!
An Wangjun was still ignorant, seeing Su Yang off the scene, he immediately ran over and looked at him with a troubled expression.
"What? Are you constipated?" Su Yang asked sincerely.
An Caiji: "..."
An Wangjun: "No, I'm worried that if I can't hold it back, I will tell you all about your true colors in front of the reporters."
Su Yang's big innocent eyes widened: "The senior brother should thank you very much! The transformation depends on you!" He clapped his little hands happily as he spoke.
An Wang-Jun: "... Where are the two swords of the pavilion master? How can a group visit with makeup not wear swords!"
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. There's nothing to be afraid of." Su Yang touched An Wangjun's head and couldn't help laughing. The key point was that he probably wanted to take into account An Wangjun's fragile face. I felt that I couldn't laugh too exaggeratedly, but the upturned corners of my mouth couldn't be pulled away, and finally there was a strange expression.
An Wang-Jun's expression was not much better: "It's mainly because we made such a big deal yesterday, today they will be ghosts if they don't follow up and ask!"
Brother Su patted his chest very responsibly: "I'm not here. When the time comes, bullets and bullets will come at me, and you just need to be responsible and nod next to me."
An Wangjun lowered his head and looked up at him, a little aggrieved: "That's not good."
Su Yang knew that An Wangjun had good eyes since he was born, especially when he looked up, his eyes would bend like small fish, swimming and swimming into Su Dikong's heart.
Especially now that she is still wearing makeup, the tails of her eyes are slightly raised, and the shadows are still smudged, no matter how you look at it, she looks good in capital letters.
So Dikong Su had no other choice, and slapped his chest loudly: "Leave it to me! Really! I... cough cough cough... oh my god, I'm choking... cough cough cough cough... ..."
No matter what An Wang-jun does to build his mind, when he sees the reporters with long-guns and short-guns standing in several large arcs and completely enclosing the main creative area, he will still hesitate for a second.Especially when Su Yang pulled him from the corner to the main creative area, the overwhelming sound of the shutter was like a machine gun. An Wangjun felt that he was the sieve, with holes all over his body.
Director Gu Da made an opening remark lightly, and then said a few scenes in an understatement, then happily dumped the blame on our hero and slipped away.
Su Yang faced the camera that was aimed at him instantly like a sunflower shaking his head, with an indescribable greeting in his smile.
However, our journalist friends have been waiting for a long time, and of course they have more important questions to ask.
such as:
"Suyang Suyang, what do you think of the photos leaked yesterday?"
"Susu Susu, how do you explain those photos?"
"Susu Susu, are those rumors true? Now there are rumors on the Internet that you and your junior brother have a special relationship, is it true?"
The author has something to say:
Today, I also keep writing and insist on updating!
But after taking a look at the archive... Ah Cao is more guilty than Xiao Junjun now... OTZ
Little Pavilion Master: "Wow, I didn't think so when I took the picture, but it looks really nice when I cut it out..."
The little prince: "Well, yes..."
Little Pavilion Master: "Wow, you're such a handsome fan!"
The little prince: "Oh, you turned around and made a show of it!"
Little Pavilion Master: "You really deserve to be a great actor!"
The little prince: "You really deserve to be Ziwei Xing!"
Business bullshit, who else but me.
With the encouragement of the trailer, the originally restless filming set seemed to be pumped up, and the progress was rushing. An Wangjun was still his rimmed second male lead, and he was enough to pretend to be the male lead in Su Yang. After the forceful style, he appeared in a fairy-like manner and killed with a sword.
The two of them simply lived on the set for the past two days. After all, no one dared to provoke the traffic in the imperial capital during the holidays.It is said that there are two rooms, so it is obvious how to live here.
Le Xingzhi rolled his eyes with the supper in his hand, thinking that the paparazzi skills in this class are really bad, you can't even take a picture of them entering a room from the head to the end of the bed, you still have the face to be a basket.
King Su happily opened the door, took the takeaway happily, and was about to close the door happily to give away.
Le Xingzhi knocked at the door, heartbroken: "Won't your conscience hurt!"
Su Yang picked up the takeaway pockets in disgust: "You don't even have a fried chicken coke, won't your conscience hurt?"
Le Xingzhi squeezed into the door: "Fuck you, don't eat if you don't want to eat."
"Hey, I still want to eat." Su Yang wrapped an egg tart in one bite.
Le Xingzhi turned around and left: "I'll put in the paparazzi who took the photo of you two by the river."
"Come on, I'm afraid of you." Su Dashen was not afraid, and as he spoke, the pastry crumbs of the egg tart shell sprayed out at 180 degrees like snowflakes.
An Wangjun brushed his hair silently, grasping the information accurately: "Brother Xingzhi, what do you mean, have you found out which paparazzi took the photo?"
"Yes," Le Xingzhi stuffed an egg tart as quickly as he said, and then sprayed the crumbs with Su Yang.
An Wangjun: "...You guys spray slowly, I'll go back and wash my hair."
Although Le Xingzhi is buried by Su Yang every day, he is really an excellent gossiper who listens to all directions. Even with a head of pastry crumbs, he still talks about those little bastards with joy.
"Clairvoyance Weekly knows that it's the one who stuffs all kinds of young models and actresses on your brother's bed every day," Le Xingzhi asked.
An Wangjun ate the sushi obediently, and nodded obediently: "Didn't you arrange for Brother Zhou and Yuanyuan Jinling to live in the Spring Breeze before? They are habitual offenders."
Le Xingzhi patted his thigh: "Hey, it's not them this time!"
An Wang-jun: "..."
Su Yang: "...if you fart, let it go." Then he stuffed another egg tart into his mouth and stood by.
Le Xingzhi immediately sat upright: "Well, there is a gossip media recently, that is, the one who became famous by taking pictures of the two celebrity couples cheating in marriage, called Nasha, yes, Magic Eagle Society, what a shitty name. They filmed it. They have been following you since Su Yang came out of the crew. However, we Anonymous have too high anti-reconnaissance capabilities, so we just threw them away like other trash. Helplessly, a certain person pretended to be coercive, went out to buy coffee in the middle of the night to watch the night view, and gave them their heads for nothing. It’s really sad that you can’t die if you don’t do it!”
Someone raised his hand to pick up the last egg tart and took a big bite. The sound of the crispy tart skin cracking was like the sound of a knife being sharpened. The other half of the egg tart was still in his mouth, so he was ready to go. Staring at him silently, Le Xingzhi's whole body froze in an instant, and he only used a pair of small steps to move horizontally, moving behind An Wangjun for protection.
An Wangjun was fed up with the two of them, so he grabbed the other half of the egg tart from Su Yang's mouth and swallowed it in one gulp, completely destroying the tools used to commit the crime. "Brother Xingzhi, then after they finish shooting, they will contact the major media directly and post it directly? They don't discuss with you, such as selling a photo or something? This is obviously more profitable, right? You see, clairvoyance only hit the [-]th line, the first line Just sell photos."
Le Xingzhi was super disdainful: "Clairvoyant wants to use people's privacy to make money after he has achieved fame. The old man said that Su Yang's fake material is also for the benefit of the other party. This shit is still in the stage of starting a business, so it must be used a few times first. You two are so desperate to catch up. You deserve it."
The old movie king Su collapsed on the bed, and said very embarrassingly: "Then if they want to expand their popularity, they can learn from their predecessors clairvoyance. First, they will make a notice a week in advance, and then write a nonsense poem that makes no sense. Go into the water, and then slowly burst out. Like this, the photos taken at two o'clock in the morning will be posted on the whole network at ten o'clock in the morning, and the copywriting is still like that. They are really newborn calves who are not afraid of death."
Le Xingzhi snapped his fingers: "That's right! That's the point. Our public relations department just went to ask, and they just took a picture of the bullshit, because it's really, uh, there is a hot spot, and they were also thinking about it. I didn't expect to tell the whole story so quickly, I didn't expect, I didn't expect, someone came to them, bought the original film for a big price, and then pushed the disgusting Bala's copywriting to that person."
Mr. An Wang was a little angry: "Someone wants to harm us on purpose?"
"Fool, what's the harm?" Su Yang sat up from the bed and sat next to Mr. An Wang, "You block other people's way, and they want to move you away, it's that simple." He said touching An Wang Juntou: "Silly boy, the world is cruel."
An Wangjun curled his lips, turned to Le Xingzhi and asked, "Does Brother Xingzhi know who that bastard is?"
Le Xingzhi spread his hands: "You have to ask your brother to see whose way he is blocking."
Needless to say, the three golden movie kings, there is more than one person blocking the way behind him?
An Wang-jun sighed.
"However," Su Yang collapsed on the sofa again, "Compared to the previous gossip that described me as a human-shaped sex machine, this time it's a bit sensual and pure-love, which can be regarded as restoring my image. Besides, compared to always It’s better to put an [-]-line snake-faced female star on my bed, or my beautiful little Ziwei Xing, isn’t it?”
An Wang-jun didn't want to make fun of him.
Su Yang opened his arms: "Come, come, come, serve the bed."
Le Xingzhi felt that if he didn't go back to wash his hair, his hair would be disgusted.
The next day, Director Gu Da, who we went home for the holidays, finally appeared on the set, and the first thing he announced when he came back was that the crew would hold a media visit meeting tomorrow.
The set was filled with grief in an instant.
Boss, three times the salary for working overtime during holidays!
Naturally, Gu Chang'an would not pay attention to them. The director, who was fully charged, was directing the crowd around in a hurry. Today, he filmed the group scene where the master of Xiaoyao Pavilion enters the palace to face the saint, and all the main characters of the court line are present.The little rookie An Wangjun was still a little nervous, he dragged Su Yang to a corner and played the scene again and again.
Fang Yi on the side looked at the two of them, and then at his manager Sun Zhibin.Sun Zhibin silently threw countless knives at them, and then dragged Fang Yi to find Gu Changan.
Le Xingzhi, who was secretly observing, secretly watched the whole process, and then concluded his resignation to Meizi Du in a rather high-spirited manner: "Tell him to play, ha ha."
Du Ruoheng swiped his phone to check, coincidentally, the press conference of Fang Yiya's "Fairy Demon" is also tomorrow.
Too much greed is more than chewing, too much greed can really choke people to death.
He explained that he would arrive tomorrow, and even if there was an interview that day, Gu Bapi didn't want to waste the precious late spring time, so everyone put on their makeup and patted the interview first.
An Wangjun hugged the big tree and stretched his muscles, and he began to feel guilty again.
"You look like an ugly daughter-in-law who is about to meet her parents-in-law." Assistant Du hit the nail on the head.
However, An Caiji was so vain that he asked cowardly, "Is it really ugly?"
Du Ruoheng looked at his long legs hanging on the tree trunk, his delicate and coquettish costume, his long hair fluttering in the spring breeze, and his big black eyes that were wet after putting on make-up. so angry.
Jealousy makes you ugly, girl!
An Wangjun was still ignorant, seeing Su Yang off the scene, he immediately ran over and looked at him with a troubled expression.
"What? Are you constipated?" Su Yang asked sincerely.
An Caiji: "..."
An Wangjun: "No, I'm worried that if I can't hold it back, I will tell you all about your true colors in front of the reporters."
Su Yang's big innocent eyes widened: "The senior brother should thank you very much! The transformation depends on you!" He clapped his little hands happily as he spoke.
An Wang-Jun: "... Where are the two swords of the pavilion master? How can a group visit with makeup not wear swords!"
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. There's nothing to be afraid of." Su Yang touched An Wangjun's head and couldn't help laughing. The key point was that he probably wanted to take into account An Wangjun's fragile face. I felt that I couldn't laugh too exaggeratedly, but the upturned corners of my mouth couldn't be pulled away, and finally there was a strange expression.
An Wang-Jun's expression was not much better: "It's mainly because we made such a big deal yesterday, today they will be ghosts if they don't follow up and ask!"
Brother Su patted his chest very responsibly: "I'm not here. When the time comes, bullets and bullets will come at me, and you just need to be responsible and nod next to me."
An Wangjun lowered his head and looked up at him, a little aggrieved: "That's not good."
Su Yang knew that An Wangjun had good eyes since he was born, especially when he looked up, his eyes would bend like small fish, swimming and swimming into Su Dikong's heart.
Especially now that she is still wearing makeup, the tails of her eyes are slightly raised, and the shadows are still smudged, no matter how you look at it, she looks good in capital letters.
So Dikong Su had no other choice, and slapped his chest loudly: "Leave it to me! Really! I... cough cough cough... oh my god, I'm choking... cough cough cough cough... ..."
No matter what An Wang-jun does to build his mind, when he sees the reporters with long-guns and short-guns standing in several large arcs and completely enclosing the main creative area, he will still hesitate for a second.Especially when Su Yang pulled him from the corner to the main creative area, the overwhelming sound of the shutter was like a machine gun. An Wangjun felt that he was the sieve, with holes all over his body.
Director Gu Da made an opening remark lightly, and then said a few scenes in an understatement, then happily dumped the blame on our hero and slipped away.
Su Yang faced the camera that was aimed at him instantly like a sunflower shaking his head, with an indescribable greeting in his smile.
However, our journalist friends have been waiting for a long time, and of course they have more important questions to ask.
such as:
"Suyang Suyang, what do you think of the photos leaked yesterday?"
"Susu Susu, how do you explain those photos?"
"Susu Susu, are those rumors true? Now there are rumors on the Internet that you and your junior brother have a special relationship, is it true?"
The author has something to say:
Today, I also keep writing and insist on updating!
But after taking a look at the archive... Ah Cao is more guilty than Xiao Junjun now... OTZ
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