Hehe, the whole world is forcing me to be a stand-in BE version

Fang Yingdi didn't agree immediately, but looked at me with some worry.

I wanted to refuse, but I didn't expect Assistant Liu to secretly wink at me.

It was only then that I belatedly remembered the two things that she had deliberately dragged me into a private room when I was in the VIP room and gave me serious orders.

The first thing is to let me pretend that I have a sore throat and cannot speak.

Of course, I agree with both hands and feet.Originally, I didn't understand the situation, so if I spoke rashly, I might expose the truth of "I am Ouyang Jiaming's stand-in".Now that Xue Yi's ten-day deal has been agreed, it is better not to cause trouble.Therefore, when I was attacked by a large group of reporters at the airport, I kept a cold face wearing sunglasses from the beginning to the end, and I didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

And the second thing Assistant Liu asked me to do was to ask me to agree to someone who knew Xue Yi when he asked to talk to me alone.Then, no matter what the other party said, when the other party paused for 3 seconds in a row, I recited the corresponding lines in order.

Although I don't know the reason behind it, since it was agreed at the beginning, I acted according to Assistant Liu's request.

I couldn't think of a reason for the refusal, so I nodded and agreed to the other party's request.

The man in a suit surnamed Xue and I walked to a corner where others could not hear the conversation.

Immediately afterwards, I had the following conversation with him.

【276】

The man in a suit surnamed Xue said: "Don't pretend, I know it's you. Ouyang Jiaming... Hehe, this is the fake name you have used outside these years? Jiaming, Jiaming... a fake name. Ouyang's fake name!? Are you Do you deliberately want people to find out!? Madman, you are such a madman! You should be locked up in a mental hospital for the rest of your life!!!”

I said: "The NO.13 file is real."

The man in a suit surnamed Xue said: "What!?... No, no, no, I warn you, don't try to lie to me again! You have already tricked me once... Oh, no, definitely more than once... In short, I am not Will believe anything you say again. Damn! How the hell did you escape from there!? Do you know that you are actively seeking death! Father locked you up, except for punishing you for wrong things , more to protect you. You devil! How did you get out!? My father even sent the mute Xue, who is the most important, to guard you, why did he let you slip out!?"

I said, "The U disk is not in my hand."

The man in a suit surnamed Xue said: "How could it not be in your hands!!! Don't think of me as an idiot, Xue Derong created such a big camp, even his father was alarmed, why do you think you can still live until now!? "

I said, "But I know where."

The man in a suit surnamed Xue said: "Where are you!?... Wait... Oh, I see, you're trying to fool me again... Let me tell you, I won't believe it, every word you say , I won’t believe every single word! Don’t even think about dragging me into the water! Let me ask you, what are you planning to do now that you’re pretending to be Ouyang? You’re hooking up with Fang Baichuan. What? What are you planning in secret? I warn you, you'd better tell the truth, or I will tell others about your whereabouts, if others know where you are...especially the Qiao family...Hmph, you just Just wait to get shot!"

I said: "I really sympathize with your IQ. You still have to ask me such a simple question. Is the closed-circuit surveillance a display? Or, do you naively think that only doctors and nurses can see patients?"

The man in a suit surnamed Xue said: "... Xue Yi, you are a fucking devil! You actually made me fall in love... No, I have to think about it... Whenever you talk to me, I get confused ...I want to go back and think about it, don't think I will be fooled by you again... What is your mobile phone number now? Wait...Forget it, don't talk about it, I still don't know, or you will know me Will definitely call you. Don't contact me! I won't contact you either! I don't want to get involved in any of your shit. Goodbye, never see you again... I'm going to go back and think about it... How is it possible Is it not in your hands? Could it be taken away by the eldest brother... Then how could Qiao Si not respond at all...I have to think about it..."

【277】

NO.13 What is the file?

What is the U disk?

do not ask me.

I'm just a puppet who recites my lines on demand.

All scripts are written by Xue Yi.

Xue Yi knew this new man in a suit surnamed Xue very well, and with just a few words, he had already changed the other party's mind.If I'm not wrong, he just refused to admit it, but his heart has been shaken, and he has become greedy for this so-called No. 13 document.

Although I don't know what Xue Yi's plan is, I feel that everything is proceeding in an orderly manner according to his plan.

【278】

Somewhere, there seems to be a huge chessboard.

Xue Yi is the chess player.

And I was a pawn in his hand.

The pawn has crossed the river.

Except moving forward.

There is no choice.

【279】

So, who is sitting at the other end of the chessboard?

【280】

After leaving the airport, the team split in two.

Half of the people went back to the hotel with their luggage to rest.

The other half went to see the director.

Director Ji Zongming is a fat man who likes to hold a folding fan to pretend to be romantic.

A man in his fifties, wearing a white brocade buttoned Tang suit, his whole body trembles when he laughs, but if he keeps a stern face and doesn't speak, his double chin is actually quite intimidating.

When excited, it was like a machine gun firing wildly, which was overwhelming.But most of the time, he is silent, his small eyes are hidden behind the fat, and when he glances over occasionally, he will shoot a piercing cold light.

And his partner, deputy director Deng Wenhe, is a thin and kind man, wearing a pair of thick glasses, looks very much like a great writer who mourned the country and worried about the people in the Republic of China.He speaks without haste or impatience, and acts in a gentle manner. The expression on his face is indifferent, neither overjoyed nor sad, and his eyes are shining with wise light.

Film Emperor Fang told me in private that Deputy Director Deng was ten years younger than Director Ji.

Don't underestimate him as an assistant director. This talent is very talented. He not only serves as art director, photography, post-editing, etc., but also works as a screenwriter occasionally. "With the Dog Leftover" is the script he wrote.

Director Ji had already let go of the word a few years ago, if he quit the job one day, then Deputy Director Deng would take over his career with full authority and directly become the second "Ji Taidou" in the film and television industry.This is the highest level of recognition for Deputy Director Deng, but it also caused a feud between father and son - Director Ji's son is also a director.

【281】

We arrived on time at the scheduled time, but Director Ji was still having a meeting with the crew and management and other backstage personnel.

Far away in the corridor, I heard the sound of disputes inside, and when I arrived at the door, I felt like I was in a vegetable market.Even through a door, you can feel the intense atmosphere inside.

The door is not locked, it opens with a twist.

Fang Yingdi did not go in rudely, but knocked lightly on the door twice, trying to attract the attention of the two directors.

It's a pity that no one cares about us at the moment.

A large circle of people sat around the sofa, frowning in thought, or impassioned, but without exception, everyone was holding an A4 printing paper—I guess, what they took was probably a movie script.

They are obviously discussing the most intense point. I heard several people mention "box office", "cost" and "budget", and they seem to be dissatisfied with Director Ji's being too picky.

Director Ji finally lost his composure after refuting several people.

"That's enough! Shut up!" Director Ji threw the script on the coffee table angrily, "The most fearful thing about making a movie is meeting laymen like you who don't understand farts and have to point fingers! After all, I'm the director, Or are you the director!?"

His face burned into a terrible cockscomb red due to anger, and I was startled by Director Ji's sudden outburst, and I subconsciously pulled the corner of Yingdi Fang's clothes.

Fang Yingdi smiled and bowed his head, and gave me a puzzled look: What's wrong?

I moved my eyes and glanced at the corridor outside the door: Did we come at the wrong time?How about... withdraw first?

Actor Fang raised his head and looked around the room. Director Ji had already turned a peaceful meeting into a sex meeting, and Actor Fang frowned, as if he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

At this time, other people were sitting with their backs to us, but Assistant Director Deng turned his head sensitively.

The three of them looked at each other, and Deputy Director Deng couldn't help being taken aback.

I pointed to the corridor outside, and Deng Wenhe frowned and smiled back at me kindly.

He shook his head slightly, pointed to the empty chair on the right, and then raised his index finger to his mouth, signaling to keep quiet.

Film Emperor Fang and I looked at each other, and Film Emperor Fang smiled and nodded at Deputy Director Deng, then pulled me to sit beside him, and did not bother Director Ji rashly.

On the other side, Director Ji was still screaming majestically.

"Money, money, money! How can you make any good movies if you only think about making money!? One or two brains are muddled by shit, and you can't even tell what is more important! A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, you guys What I should think about now is how to make the movie in front of me well. This is the most fundamental and most important thing! I haven’t written my horoscope yet, and everyone is imagining what will happen after success in advance, what box office, What trophies, what product placements... I beg you all to wake up!"

I looked at Director Ji with some surprise.

Hey!I didn't expect this middle-aged fat man to be quite majestic.

Once he got angry, no one around him dared to meet his gaze.

The few people who yelled the loudest just now turned into squibs that turned off in an instant, turning their heads to avoid Director Ji's sight.

After a long while, a bald middle-aged man from the Mediterranean broke the silence.

"Well...I said...Director Ji, you misunderstood us, we didn't mean that." He wiped his sweat, while defending resentfully, "It's just... these days...you know it well, literary films There is no market at all. It is not easy for everyone to eat together, and it is easier to earn back those Hollywood-style commercial blockbusters..."

Before he finished speaking, he asked Director Ji to cut off the topic.