I, Fu Niao, play money

Xu Shi felt tired from the repeated auditions today, and Tang Mingjiang began to close his eyes and rest his mind not long after he got in the car.

Fu Yan was still a little energetic, and he tilted his head to look at the actor who had killed tens of thousands of young girls in a flash by the flickering lights outside the window.

Assistant Hua drove the car well-behaved. Although he was a bit chattery at ordinary times, his driving skills were stable.None of the four people in the car opened their mouths, except for the pure music playing, there was a sense of comfort.

As soon as Wen Changmeng turned his head back, he saw Fu Yan staring at Tang Yingdi in a daze.

Fu Yan, who was hiding in the darkness, showed his chin and tight lip line, his eyes were expressionless, and he looked like he was in a bad mood and was waiting for his teacher to question him.

She opened her mouth to remind in a low voice, "When I join the group in the future, I need to ask Teacher Tang for more advice, just be humble..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw that Fu Yan turned her head ninety degrees and covered her mouth with a slap.

wipe!Grandma's lip makeup!

Wen Changmeng opened the hand of his artist mercilessly, "Speak well and move your hands, you..."

Fu Yan withdrew his hand and rubbed it.

……Conditioned reflex!

The hotel Wang Yun booked was not far away, and the group got out of the car one after another, and the few who left first were already standing at the door of the shop and waiting.

"Hey, come here, here!" The screenwriter waved while beating the mosquitoes, "If you slow down, I will be eaten."

Yuan Zuo glanced at the dense red bumps all over her legs, and thankfully said, "Fortunately, I'm not type O blood."

Tong Xiangsheng had already started the stocking mode after Tang Mingjiang won the Golden Ouija Award. Recently, like Wen Changmeng, he recruited a newcomer to teach him from scratch. Naturally, he would not go where he used to.Fu Yan looked at Tang Mingjiang's eyes with redness, "Did you sleep well?"

Tang Mingjiang woke up from his dream for the first time, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while, "Huh? Well, yesterday..."

"I played with Huang Yao last night."

Hired a broker?

Is this why his agent didn't come today...

Fu Yan glanced at Wen Changmeng, who was walking in front with an LX bag and high heels, and didn't know how to answer the following words.

Isn't this a society ruled by law?this!Can this be played too!

Unexpectedly, Tang Mingjiang added a sentence, "Do you want to fight?"

"I don't fight." Fu Yan's opinion of him changed instantly, "Do you often fight?"

Tang Mingjiang shook his head, "I'm not addicted, Huang Yao is difficult to deal with, he just insisted on pulling me."

Oh, it turns out that someone forced him to be an agent, um, there is still help.

Fu Yan took a deep look at him. This is the so-called inadvertent making friends. Tang Mingjiang is really pitiful.

If you dare to tell him such a thing, you must regard him as a friend.Then he will definitely not disappoint the other party and keep this secret for him!

"However, if you are interested, I can fight with you." Tang Mingjiang said with a light smile, "It's kind of interesting."

this!no! ! !

Humans and demons should live in harmony!How can you hit someone!What's more, you just said that you are not addicted! ! !

Fu Yan took a deep breath, "We can do something else, it doesn't have to be an agent..."

The two walked to the door of the box. Fortunately, the restaurant was high-end enough, and the people who came and went were all dignified people. Tang Mingjiang stopped and asked him, "Oh? Then what do you usually do?"

Fu Yushen has a sense of mission to lead good young people on the right track, "Just look at writing and writing."

Pooh!He watched the words written by the people on the mountain for 20 years, and he would be crazy if he didn't write them!

"My old man likes to practice calligraphy very much. If there is a chance, you can learn from each other." Tang Mingjiang opened the door and turned slightly.

Fu Yan hummed and walked inside, "Of course there is a chance."

It can't be seen that Wang Yun is a talkative person in private, and she blushed after drinking some wine and kept praising Tang Mingjiang.

"Xiao Tang, whoever is good! Act, what is good to act! It's been so long, Wang, my old Wang, thanks to you, I have never been disgusted with the nest..."

It is said that Wang Yun was not well-known when he first became a director, and not many actors were willing to act in his plays.At that time, Tang Mingjiang was already in high school, and he had accumulated a lot of fans after debuting in the circle for four or five years, but he was also the only one who was famous but did not reject him.

Wang Yun's debut novel, "Heart River", tells a beautiful love story in adolescence. With Tang Mingjiang playing the role, it immediately attracted the attention of many people, and his acting skills raised the whole drama to a higher level. .The ignorance and youthfulness at that time were all written into this movie.

Tang Mingjiang poured himself wine, stood up and respected him, "Where is it, if such a good script was rejected at that time, I would regret it today."

Wang Yun clinked glasses with him nonchalantly, but the wine spattered into the dish.

After complimenting Tang Mingjiang, he looked at the screenwriter beside him, "You! You too! This... half border, thanks to your editing... ability, it is you who can show it when the time comes! You gave it more Everyone knows the opportunity!"

The screenwriter probably drank too much, his face was flushed, and the ponytail that was originally tied was pulled by the hair tie at some point, and it was draped around his back in a mess, "No! Yes! It's Xiaowen! It's Xiaowen who wrote well! So! Such a good plot! It's Xiaowen!"

Xiaowen, the original author who is allergic to alcohol, silently listened to the nonsense of the two people who were playing drunk, and looked at Tang Mingjiang calmly, "Mr. Tang, I can't go to the scene after the phone is turned on. I believe you can play the role of Jiang Yance." Well, I have never been worried about your acting skills. After watching Xiao Xi's audition today, I am also relieved of Du Jianyue's role. But..."

Tang Mingjiang nodded, and just happened to tilt a head beside him. He squinted and held it firmly, "If you have any difficulties, you can continue to talk about it."

Xiaowen continued, "I know that the actress is Cao Miao."

Cao Miao, a popular actress, has an empty face and a pair of light blue eyes because of mixed blood. She looks harmless and pure, so she is called "the elf in the circle" by fans.

Logically speaking, Wang Yun would never allow such a vase actor to join his crew.The embarrassment is the embarrassment, Cao Miao brought money into the group.

People bow their waists for five buckets of rice. Although Wang Yun is very popular, the investment in each drama is also very high.Banjiang is a drama that he expects to cost a lot of money. When Cao Miao's agent proposed to bring money into the group, he first got angry, then hesitated, and finally gave it a chance.

Wang Yun took a step back and promised to give Cao Miao a chance, if not, get off the car halfway.The two parties reached an agreement, and the heroine decided by default.

Fu Kui had a small belch, and was still shaking his hands to add Sprite to his red wine, "Sure enough, you won't get drunk if you mix Sprite with red wine!"

Tang Mingjiang, "..."

Wen Changmeng went back early on the grounds that he had just married her husband, and the assistant didn't drink the whole time, so he sent her back on the way.

"It's okay," he reached out and took away the wine glass in Fu Yan's hand, ignoring the murmurs, poured a glass of boiled water and handed it to him, lowering his voice to his ear, "Drink this."

Fu Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the cup, "You lied to me."

Tang Mingjiang calmly put the cup back, and opened his eyes to talk nonsense, "The wine here is not good. If you drink too much, you will have a stomachache. Save some stomach and drink better when you go home later."

Xiaowen twitched the corners of her mouth. The wine here costs tens of thousands of dollars a bottle, and anyone with a discerning eye can taste it. You can't tell anyone here...

"Mm,...mmm." Fu Yan unexpectedly became quiet, and lay still on the table.

"..." Okay, just coax this little newcomer who has just set foot in it.

After dealing with Fu Yan, Tang Mingjiang held up the lighter cup and sipped, "Everyone in the circle of Wang Yun understands Wang Yun's temper, not to mention that he really values ​​the drama Banjiang. If it doesn't work, it will definitely make people Get out, the fee matter... we will talk about it when the time comes, you don't need to worry about it."

The original author nodded, "I am relieved to have your words. After all, I have written Banjiang for five years, and I have changed it countless times during the period. I have long regarded it as my own child."

"That's natural. Good works are obvious to all." Tang Mingjiang smiled slightly and raised his glass to her. "I'll trouble you to take a taxi for them later. You don't need to accompany them, just tell the driver the address. Although they seem very unreliable, but At least I can recognize the family. Fu Yan is drunk, I will take him back first."

Xiao Wen drank all the Sprite in the cup in one gulp, pushed her glasses, stood up and stretched out her hand, "Okay, see you sometime."

Tang Mingjiang stood up and shook hands, then bent down and patted the uncomfortable man on the shoulder, "Fu Yan."

Fu Yan opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the person in front of him with a demented look on his face, "Huh?"

The voice of the baby is childish, completely gone from the indifferent posture of the day.

Tang Mingjiang paused, helped him up and walked out.

"You, what are you doing, I don't want it, you hurt me!" Fu Yan was dragged by the soft flesh on his arm, with an unyielding expression on his face.

Tang Mingjiang let go, coaxing patiently, "Go home and read and write."

Unexpectedly, after being coaxed, Fu Yan struggled even more intensely, and put on a posture of death, "I don't!!!"

vomit!I don't write!I do not watch!

"..." Tang Mingjiang glanced at the original work with a slightly astonished expression from the corner of his eyes, and then looked at the two people who were still pouring tens of thousands of yuan of wine as plain water. He put on his glasses, spread his legs, and hugged the man wrapped tightly in his coat, walking outside without turning his head.

The restaurant waiter opened the door for him without looking sideways, and asked politely if he wanted to help with a taxi.

After getting into the car, Fu Yan suddenly calmed down and stopped making noise. He just pulled off the clothes covering his face and took a deep breath.

Tang Mingjiang sat beside him, looking at the young man in front of him with disheveled hair, empty eyes and red lips.

"Shall we go to Jinling Garden?" The driver turned around and glanced at the rearview mirror, "Hey! The young man looks very much like that big star."

Tang Mingjiang leaned on the back of the car and hid himself deeper, "Please drive steadily, my friend is not feeling well."

"Okay, I've been driving for more than 30 years, I'm sure it will be stable!" The driver vowed.

Fu Yan was eerily quiet. If it wasn't for the silly look on his face, Tang Mingjiang almost thought he was sober.

It's a little trouble, I don't know how to drink and I drink so much.Who told him he wouldn't get drunk if he mixed red wine with Sprite, what a nonsense...

Suddenly a warm and soft body came close to him, covering the cold air blown by the air conditioner tightly, and the other person's soft hair stuck to his cheek, as if acting like a baby, and rubbed it twice.

Tang Mingjiang froze instantly. He reached out his hand to push the person away, but stopped in mid-air, unable to move his hand no matter what.

Pretending to be crazy while drunk?

For so many years, there have been countless people who have wanted to climb into Tang Mingjiang's bed. From the big bosses when he first entered the circle to all kinds of stars now, he has been hiding as far as possible. One seat.

He sighed inaudibly, flipped his rejecting hand over the other's head, and whispered in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

I don't know what kind of magic the other party has.

After thanking the driver, Tang Mingjiang patted the face of the man who had fallen asleep comfortably after he said a word, but he didn't dare to be too hard. He patted him seven or eight times, and finally woke him up.

Fu Yan made some unintelligible noises, clutching his temples and feeling dizzy for a while.

Holding the person in his arms, he swiped his card with difficulty to get into the elevator, and stuck in the aisle when he got out of the elevator. The film king Tang fell into short thoughts.

Fu Yan had the key on him, but he was so drunk, if he vomited when he went back...

He silently took out his own, opened the door of 1801, and before he could take off his shoes, he hugged him to the sofa in the living room.I don't know if Fu Yan sleeps well, will he fall off the sofa in the middle of the night?It seems that when most friends go to live at home, the owner sleeps on the sofa.

... However, when Huang Yao came, Huang Yao slept on the sofa by himself.

He made a detour, pushed the bedroom away, and put him on his bed.Forget it, it's okay to sleep on the sofa once in a while, after all, he still owes half his life to the other party.

Just as the person was put down, the soft bed collapsed. Fu Yan suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Tang Mingjiang by the collar.

Sure enough, she pretended to be crazy and went to bed with him?

Tang Mingjiang squinted his eyes, and when he pulled some slender wrists to pull them away, he saw the other party's lips parted, and asked aggressively, "Where are the eggs and cakes?"

Did you forget to eat when you were drunk?

Tang Mingjiang was dumb, and after thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have some desserts hidden in the refrigerator, so he thought it was funny and said, "I'll get them for you."

Fu Yan let go of his hand immediately.

Tang Mingjiang's refrigerator can be said to be full of goods. Every other week, he has to fill it regularly to satisfy his empty stomach.

Although the taste of strawberry cheese is not the same as that of chestnuts, Fu Yan, who has lost most of his IQ, would not ask at all, and stuffed mouthfuls with a fork.

Seeing that people finally settled down, Tang Mingjiang heaved a sigh of relief, and he was quite coaxable. Does this guy follow him as long as there is food?

The phone dinged in his pocket, and he took it out to look at it.

Huang Naive: Brother!Is it black?One short of three!

He simply pretended he didn't see it, and stood up. Fu Yan's gaze was fixed on the cake all the time, and he didn't share any of it with him, "I'll go cook some porridge."

Fu Yu nodded without looking sideways, not sure if he understood.

Tang Mingjiang wanted to say something again, but he kept his mouth shut and went out. Forget it, this person wouldn't listen anyway.

I don't know how long he hasn't used the kitchen, and there are only dried shrimps, ham and eggs in the refrigerator. He pinches his chin and glances around, but he still plans to give up showing his cooking skills and cook a white rice porridge.

He yawned, looked at the clock and it was about to point to twelve o'clock, and the two of them didn't take a shower.

...He actually let a man who didn't take a shower go to his bed?no!Can't bear it!throw it out!

Tang Mingjiang turned off the fire belatedly, and opened the half-hidden bedroom door with his slippers on, exuding displeasure.

Under the soft orange desk lamp, a small plate was stuck upside down on the quilt, and there was a trace of powder on the original white quilt, as if a strawberry had fallen here.

But what about this person? !

He walked around to the other side of the bed. There was no sign of anyone falling on the ground, and the windows were tightly locked. Could it be that he slipped into another room while he was away?Just as she was about to go out to look for the missing person, she saw a touch of soft pink protruding from under the quilt, which was colored orange by the light.

Tang Mingjiang took a breath, and couldn't help but lighten his steps to the extreme, his arms trembled uncontrollably because of his caution.

A pink and tender bird is leaning on the pillow with its eyes closed, its two small paws are retracted and hidden under the fluff, and its long tail is retracted and dragged behind, but it is shining with a hint of luster.

This is exactly...

The bird he never forgets.