After reaching the pinnacle of life, cheats came [Entertainment Circle]

Liancheng's face turned pale visibly, Zhang Shuhua saw it, and waved to Wu Hanying: "Did you give the reporter a red envelope today?"

Wu Hanying looked at Liancheng who was on the phone, nodded, "Yes, the number is one person." He stretched out two fingers.

"Then?" Zhang Shuhua hinted at Liancheng lightly.

"It's probably not the cause of the trouble." Wu Hanying smiled wryly. He was discussing with Qian Wensheng how to deal with public relations.

After showing Zhang Shuhua the most searched news on Li Ming, he snorted heavily, disdainful, "That's it?"

Wu Hanying didn't expect him to trust Liancheng so much, she laughed and said, "Then the crew will keep up?"

Director Zhang Da has been in the industry for 40 to [-] years. He has never seen any monsters and ghosts, and his heart is like a mirror.Including Qi Yue's unhappiness this afternoon, in front of him, it was as ridiculous as a maid who had just entered the palace fighting in front of the old lady.

But as a director, he can't say too much, he can only beat and beat, the actor will get it if he can, and find a way if he can't.

"This kid is not bad. He was very good at filming this afternoon. Let's see how he responds first." Zhang Shuhua pointed out.

Liancheng stood up from his chair, walked to a remote place, and calmly explained to Darren: "In the last drama I filmed with her, kissing was an excuse, and it was impossible to harass her in the workplace. At that time, the crew members all I can testify, but..."

But the filming of this drama is the director invested by Tiansheng Company, isn't it obvious whether Bang Liancheng or Li Ming?

Darren knew this would happen a long time ago, so he couldn't help but comfort Liancheng: "Unless there is an explosion in her backyard, I can't explain it clearly. You can post a blog post on Weibo, and the clearer will clear up." , the rest can only wait for time to tell."

Hanging up the phone, it was cold and windy.Liancheng stood in a dim place, the shadows hit his face mottled and unclear.

Liu Shiru didn't know why, but felt extremely uncomfortable.

Before she could think of words of comfort, Liancheng had already walked towards the set.

Qi Yue greeted him and said with a smile: "I've had a good rest, I'm really sorry for you today. Shall we do it again?"

Liu Shiru followed behind Liancheng, clenched her fists, wishing to punch Qiyue's bright smiling face.

Zhang Shuhua didn't seem to notice their dispute, and clapped his hands, "One more time, one more time and we'll call it a day."

The staff cheered and stood up.

Liancheng took off his military coat and handed it to Liu Shiru, the coldness on his face gradually melted, he looked at Qi Yue gently: "Then come on."

In this scene, when Ji Mingcheng returns to China, he finds out that his parents are already dead, and he prepares to leave after having a big fight with his brother.

He resented his brother's concealment, so that he didn't even see his parents for the last time.

Wearing a long gown and gold-rimmed glasses, Ji Minghong faced his younger brother's crazy questioning, but his tone was still cold: "They died in the bombing of the Japanese army, so what can I tell you? Do you want to kill a few people in Japan?" Personally avenge them?"

A sentence pierced Ji Mingcheng's heart like a sharp knife. He wanted to cry but couldn't hold back his tears. He took a few steps back and looked at the tablet of his parents in the ancestral hall behind him. His eyes were bewildered, like a child who lost his parents in a busy market.

His nose was sore and his throat seemed to be blocked: "At least... at least I can come back sooner."

Ji Minghong looked at his younger brother. When he returned home in the morning, he was dressed in a western-style suit, and anyone could see that he was in high spirits.But now, he was in a mess, like a homeless dog.

The secret pleasure in his heart crawled through his heart like a little snake.

They are like a real family.Ji Minghong lowered his eyelids, and the light hit his face, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

He remembered that a week before his parents died, they urged him to send a telegram asking his younger brother to come back from Japan early.

Their original words were: "The country is so unsafe now. The Japanese are like mad dogs who catch and bite. Isn't it more difficult for your brother in Japan?"

The parents insisted on not leaving, and had to wait for the younger brother to come back before the family could move.

But before his telegram was sent, his parents died in the bombing of enemy planes.

Raising his head, Ji Minghong looked at his younger brother with compassion, this younger brother who doesn't care about world affairs, is like a treasure wrapped in silk and hidden in his breast pocket.He stretched out his hand, trying to comfort his younger brother's anxiety, but the hand stopped in midair.

Because when Ji Mingcheng saw him stretching out his hand, he seemed to see something disgusting, and hurried away.

"Don't touch me! It's disgusting!" Ji Mingcheng was on guard against him.

From a young age, everyone around obviously said that my elder brother is mature and stable, and he will surely make great achievements in the future.But Xiao Ji Mingcheng always felt that his brother in private was different from what they said.

He just wanted to climb up the tree to have a look, but he cried loudly on the tree because he couldn't get down. He waited on the tree from noon to sunset that day, and was found by the servant who was looking for him. When he was carried down from the tree, he saw his elder brother. Just hiding behind the flowers, I don't know how long I looked at it with that unfathomable gaze.

Ji Mingcheng stared at his brother with horror in his eyes, his back was cold, and he didn't want to have a pointless quarrel with his brother, so he picked up the box and was about to leave.

He's going to take a cruise to Japan.

Ji Minghong stopped him, and only raised his head slightly, two people came over, one of them smiled with a baby face: "Mingcheng, don't go back."

"Don't you want to avenge your parents?"

These words were like a lead, Ji Mingcheng looked at him helplessly, and finally slowly put down the box in his hand.

He is ready to stay.

"Crack!" Zhang Shuhua sat behind the camera and called to stop, and the recorder came out to play the board.

Liancheng was still a little out of action, standing there in a daze.

"Okay, that's all for today, pack up and go back to rest!"

Liu Shiru put a coat on Liancheng, and handed over a cup of red dates and ginseng tea, her eyes sparkling.

Today was the first time she saw the filming scene of a film and television drama with her own eyes, and it felt completely different from watching it in front of TV.

Because there are staff around, it is inevitable that there will be sounds to attract others' attention when walking around, but Liancheng standing there is like the brightest star in the sky, which is enough to attract everyone's attention and immerse people in it.

Liu Shiru watched from the side, knowing that Liancheng was acting, but still felt that he was so pitiful.

Get in the nanny car and go back to the hotel. There is a water pipe connected to the backyard in the hotel, so you can carry water directly.

Miao Yu didn't play today, but she was also studying on the spot, and when she came back, she took Liancheng's car.

The first day of filming lasted until late at night, and Liu Shiru didn't dare to think about how tired she would be later.

She boiled water for Liancheng to take a bath, while she went to the hotel kitchen to order a bowl of noodles in clear soup.

Liancheng opened Weibo, hesitated for a moment, and clicked on the bunch of red reminders.

As expected, a lot of doubts appeared in the comment area of ​​his last Weibo.

Liancheng looked a little dazed, resisting the thought of turning off the phone, typed out a blog post with difficulty, but deleted it all before sending it.

It took all his strength.

"Are you okay?" Liu Shiru asked worriedly with a straight face.

The clear scent came from the tip of the nose, temporarily attracting Liancheng's attention, "Do you know how to cook?"

Liu Shiru smiled embarrassedly: "I have been cooking by myself since I was a child."

She did not apply for this position solely on the recommendation of the teacher.

Liancheng hadn't eaten for nearly ten hours, and Liancheng was already too hungry. He didn't eat at night, and the next character he played would smoke opium and lose weight.

"Take the food away, I didn't say you don't need to make it for me in the future." Lian Cheng didn't even look at it, and went back to the bedroom bravely.

Liu Shiru is very obedient.

Liancheng lay on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep, and took out his phone like a maniac to read the comments one by one.

Although there are many doubts, there are also those who believe in him.

For example, this person whose id is "Liancheng's Husband".

Male fans?Liancheng frowned, thinking it was a little funny, he posted on that person's Weibo.

Then I saw countless rainbow farts.

There are more than 1 entries.

The Weibo at the top, with all the achievements of Liancheng, and the portals are attached by category.

The final epilogue is, "The seventh year with him, the mountains are high and the waters are long, and we have been here all the time."

This Weibo has been forwarded a million times and has 10,000+ comments.

The earliest comment was left by the blogger seven years ago, when Liancheng had just debuted.

The heart is sour and swollen.

At two o'clock in the morning, Liancheng finally came out to respond.

[Such ambiguities are boring, like the sword of Damocles, before it falls, no one knows which unlucky ghost it will hang on.Unfortunately, this time I became the unlucky ghost.I didn't want to make any response to this at first, because a response without evidence would be a weak refutation, but today, I accidentally clicked on a Weibo account of a fan who was worried about me.I think, maybe this is the unknown reminding me that there are always people who trust me and are waiting for my response.Even if they are pale and weak, they will have the courage to continue to believe.So, I would like to say that I have never had workplace harassment, never have, and never will. 】When Wen Yanqing saw this Weibo, he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. He looked at the Weibo visitors, the person he was on the top of his heart day and night, the mouse hesitated, and he still couldn't bear to click delete.

His thoughts were heard by the gods.

The night owls came out one after another. As soon as this Weibo was posted, it was reposted by major marketing accounts. This time the words were much more pertinent.

Darren is also wondering why these marketing accounts have turned around one after another. It can only be explained that the sky has eyes.

After Liancheng Studio forwarded it, Zheng Rong's crew followed suit, and it was Zhang Shuhua who spoke in person, releasing a piece of material from the afternoon shoot.

In the short 30-second edit, the director yelled "cut" countless times, and Liancheng was always patient, accepting criticism and teaching with an open mind, until the night fell, and he looked nervously at the darkness behind him.

The screen freezes here.

The crew issued an article: "Liancheng is a rare good actor who has faith in acting in recent years. His respect and love for the set let everyone understand that this is his holy land and the home of his soul."