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Before Yan Shizhang got sick, Mu Ning and Fan Chengxi's earliest manager, Wan Tingrun, had already left Taihe Entertainment.He is now the manager of Zheng Duan, a popular traffic niche student.

Zheng Duan protects his private life very well. Unlike those celebrities who make trouble in the media due to uneven distribution of benefits, he gets along well with his team because he is knowledgeable and interesting.He knew that any opinion from the team was for his own good. Wan Tingrun led him for three years, and it went smoothly until Lin Jiayang broke out and disrupted the situation at that time.

Up to now, every time Zheng Duan and Lin Jiayang attend the same event, it is a battle.

Both of them went to a domestic awards ceremony today. After the long red carpet and awards ceremony, the struggle between them has just begun.

Wan Tingrun was sitting in a simple conference room, with some messy handwriting and lines on the writing board, and the propaganda director was standing aside to assign tasks.Wan Tingrun is here to supervise.

"Nancy, is our big article done?"

"There are still a few pictures left, so I will press now."

"Lin Jiayang's fans are more organized than Zheng Duan's, so we have to use the advantages of new media to suppress them." The propaganda director circled a few words on the clipboard with a marker pen, and paused heavily: "These few I'll leave the big task to Sherry. Give it to me before 8 o'clock tomorrow night, okay?"

"It's a bit late at 8 o'clock..." As soon as Sherry finished speaking, the publicity director's face darkened, and she had to change her words: "I will try my best to finish it!"

"Then this red carpet video—" the director of publicity interrupted, tapped his forehead with a marker in his hand, and continued: "If you really can't find a hot spot, you can post it directly. You can cut a little sound and enter it. There is almost no radio on the side. When will the exclusive interview content come out, time is running out."

"Understood." "Go to remind me now." The male colleague in charge of video production and the editor replied at the same time.

"Then let's do this for today, everyone is free to get off work."

The publicity director thought it was a calm day, and Wan Tingrun didn't speak.When the crowd dispersed, the two of them got together and planned to find a glass of wine to drink.

Huang Shan is far less leisurely than they are.

Lin Jiayang is now in a critical period, she must not lie in the office and dream of spring and autumn like Zheng Duan's team.She urged the publicity to write an article on the official account before the red carpet started, so this time Lin Jiayang was invited by the brand to attend the event, but Zheng Duan only because of the close relationship with the brand's cooperative media in China, fans may not feel this. There are differences, but if you want Lin Jiayang's limelight to overwhelm Zheng Duan's "Beautiful Press" draft released earlier, you have to make a fuss about these minor details.

An article titled "XX Brand Charity Red Carpet Competition--A Battlefield for Traffic Peanuts" came out as the times require.

A few hours after the end of the red carpet, it was the moment when gossip people in the entertainment circle browsed various platforms with their phones in their hands. Huang Shan pushed the manuscript to 10:30 and released it on time.

It is worth mentioning that the current price of a single Weibo hot search is [-] once, and the ranking and time on the list are not guaranteed.Huang Shan arranged for fan operations to communicate with Lin Jiayang's fan organization in advance, and used one entry to make efforts at the same time-"Lin Jiayang Red Carpet" immediately airborne into the top five.In addition, Lin Jiayang has been included in Weibo's white list since the beginning of the year, saving a lot of extra expenses.

This manuscript not only exposes the incompetence of Zheng Duan's studio's business work, but also clarifies the plight of traffic stars and the class division of the entertainment industry.Most of the traffic Xiaohua and Xiaosheng are named in the article, and Zheng Duan is one of them.When it comes to the channels of participation, the article naturally mentioned the difference between Zheng Duan's PR media invitation letter and Lin Jiayang's brand cooperation.But because the tone of this manuscript is fair and involves many celebrities, it did not cause an uproar at the beginning, and everyone did not understand the origin of the manuscript.

Huang Shan still has cards to play.Some Weibo accounts brought entries and materials already arranged by Huang Shan, and fans spread public opinion on various social platforms. When Zheng Duan's team reacted, the label "Zheng Duan is not favored by the brand side" has become like a label. The screws that go into the iron plate are generally fixed on Zheng Duan’s impression plate.

Of course, Wan Tingrun immediately realized that Huang Shan was behind the incident, but he had no choice.Just before Huang Shan's empress issued a press release, they had just issued a press release, and this time the inviter was indeed the public relations media with which they had a close personal relationship.

At this time, he jumped out and took a bite of Huang Shan, which made her look small and ugly.Wan Tingrun had to suffer from this dumb loss.

Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.he thinks.

……

The progress of Bai Xiaotan and Chen Shuang is obviously not as smooth as they originally expected. Mu Ning's private life is almost transparent, but they can't find any clues.

The same goes for Chen Shuang, he even wondered if Bai Xiaotan was lying to him——

"How could I lie to you!" Bai Xiaotan testified anxiously: "I am the person in this world who most wants Mu Ning to disappear!"

"But you see, Mu Ning is living a good life now, and there is no scandal. The ones I photographed, he, Wu Chao, and Lin Jiayang, are just ordinary friends. As for that... you said, the background is too big Move. Since participating in "Sleeping with the Enemy", Mu Ning's popularity has been getting better and better, I think you should just... give up?"

"How can you give up!" Bai Xiaotan slapped the table and stood up.

Chen Shuang was taken aback by him, and said, "Hey, sit down first."

Bai Xiaotan sat down angrily, and said, "Chen Shuang, I'm ugly to say the least, if I can't get Mu Ning photographed, I won't give you the money I promised you."

Chen Shuang snorted: "Hmph, how long do you think your little money will be enough for me? If I capture Lin Jiayang coming out of the closet, it will be a big hit. It will be more money than Mu Ning can make."

Bai Xiaotan suddenly frowned, as if thinking.

"By the way, you said before that Lin Jiayang might be gay?"

"I heard." Chen Shuang tore open a bag of white sugar and poured it into the coffee at hand, stirring absently while saying: "I have a friend who works at Zheng Duan's, he heard from others."

Bai Xiaotan asked again: "Muning has been very close to Lin Jiayang recently, right?"

Chen Shuang was choked, "Ahem, ahem...you mean, the two of them? Impossible, I think the two of them are like that, 'they are in heat and end with courtesy'..."

Bai Xiaotan said: "Muning is gay, and according to what you said, so is Lin Jiayang, so what are the chances that they will be a 'pure friendship' together?"

Chen Shuang was enlightened, "That's right, it's a way to do both!"

……

"I raised you for more than ten years, is this what you give me in return?"

"Sorry, I……"

"Again."

Mu Ning cleared his throat.

"I raised you for more than ten years, is this what you give me in return?"

"Sorry, I……"

"No, start over."

Mu Ning put down the script in his hand.

"I raised you for more than ten years, is this what you give me in return?"

"Sorry, I……"

"Start again."

Mu Ning found a bench and sat down.

"I raised you for more than ten years, is this what you give me in return?"

"Sorry, I……"

"Again."

Mu Ning couldn't bear it anymore: "At least let me finish this line!"

Gu Qiming leaned comfortably on the wheelchair of "Cheng Anzhi" with the hot water bottle in his arms, and said a few words lightly from his mouth: "Don't be silly, start again."

"I have raised you for more than ten years, and this is what you give me in return?" Gu Qiming is very patient with performances, and he can repeat his lines tirelessly.

"Sorry, I can not do it."

Mu Ning finally said everything.But he didn't continue talking, and quietly raised his eyes to look at Gu Qiming.

"What are you looking at, did you stop?" Gu Qiming scolded angrily.

Mu Ning smoked from his seven orifices: "Old Gu!"

Gu Qiming squinted at him with a stern look.Mu Ning immediately faltered, and said in a low voice, "...then you've beaten me back so many times with just this one line, you have to tell me what's wrong, right?"

Gu Qiming closed his eyes and said in a spirited voice, "It doesn't feel right."

"What kind of feeling is right?" Mu Ning was puzzled.He has written four biographies of Lin Tai's character, and every day he opens and closes his eyes to speculate on this character. He thinks that he is not perfect in grasping this character, but most of it fits well.

But Gu Qiming was still dissatisfied, it seemed that no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

"I think Lin Tai is very guilty at this time, he betrayed his adoptive father." Mu Ning said.

"Not enough, Lin Tai is even more complicated than this." Gu Qiming sighed at the sky and said, "Go back to the hotel."

Mu Ning consciously came up to push the wheelchair.

"You haven't realized it yet." Gu Qiming said: "This scene will be played the day after tomorrow, and there is still time."

"I don't know...Maybe I'm not suitable for this job." Mu Ning was dejected. He used to listen to those beautiful words, and no one would criticize him like Gu Qiming - that's fine, the most important thing is Mu Ning He knew in his heart that Gu Qiming was doing it for his own good.

Comforting people is not Gu Qiming's forte, he kindly reminded: "Ask Zhuang Yao, he knows you well and should be able to know what the problem is."

Mu Ning shook his head again and again, pushing back and forth: "I don't want to go to him anymore."

Gu Qiming tapped the armrests of the wheelchair one by one with his fingers, without speaking.

"...Besides, he didn't study acting."

"Muning, you don't know how to act in dramas, do you?" Gu Qiming asked suddenly.

"will not."

"When your master was still alive, we went to London to watch his play together."

Mu Ning still didn't react: "My master?...Wait, you mean, Zhuang Yao?!"

Gu Qiming let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity, as if mocking Mu Ning's ignorance: "He acted very well, and your master and I were very optimistic about him at that time. I didn't expect that when he returned to the country, he would give up this road completely. .”

"He never mentioned it to me..." Mu Ning felt a little sour and disappointed.He has been with Zhuang Yao for ten years, and was once so close to him, but he seems to know nothing about Zhuang Yao.

"I don't know what's going on between the two of you, and I don't care. But regarding acting, believe me, he can help you." Gu Qiming said lightly.

Since the conversation on the set that day, Mu Ning has not spoken to Zhuang Yao again.Mu Ning also deliberately didn't think about things related to Zhuang Yao.During this period of time, he and Lin Jiayang were like glue, and everything was fine.

But Lin Jiayang... It is impossible for Mu Ning to ask him for advice.

This is what Mu Ning finds very embarrassing.

His feelings are peeling off the old paint on Zhuang Yao little by little, gradually glowing with new brilliance, but Zhuang Yao is still older than him, still better than him, and he is still 100% professional Believe in Zhuang Yao.

Mu Ning called Zhuang Yao.

"Munning?"

"Mr. Zhuang, it's me." Mu Ning said anxiously, "There is something I want to ask you."

Zhuang Yao was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time, the sound of sizzle electricity was like the drizzle outside the window in the middle of the night.Mu Ning didn't urge him. When he came to ask for advice, he must be more modest. This is what Gu Qiming taught him.

Holding the phone, Zhuang Yao sighed vaguely.

"Don't call me Mr. Zhuang, and don't say 'you'." He paused unnaturally for a few seconds, "Just ask if you have anything."

Only then did Mu Ning explain his confusion in detail.

After Zhuang Yao listened, he didn't make a sound, but there were some rustling voices on the phone.

"Are you still there? Did I talk too much?"

"...I'm listening. In the wine cellar just now, the signal wasn't very good." Zhuang Yao replied, "Is it finished?"

"Well, it's over."

Zhuang Yao picked a comfortable sofa and sat down, clamped the phone on his shoulder, poured half a glass of red wine with one hand, and said, "You mean, you think Lin Tai should feel guilty because he betrayed Cheng Anzhi?"

"Yes."

"Muning, the first point should not be what you think of Lin Tai, but, 'You think'."

Mu Ning was still confused: "I don't quite understand..."

"Regardless of movies, TV shows, or even dramas, as long as there is an audience watching, or a camera shooting, from that moment on, you should not exist. ——For example, Lin Tai, no matter whether it is a rehearsal or an official shooting, From the moment you started, you were Lin Tai."

"Gu Qiming also said the same, he said I am Lin Tai." Mu Ning repeated, and after a while he asked in confusion, "But I can't be Lin Tai, I am Mu Ning."

Zhuang Yao understood Mu Ning's situation, and didn't force anything: "This...you can learn it slowly. Sometimes the characters are too far away, and it's really hard to meet them."

"What about the second?"

"Secondly, have you read the script carefully? It says in the script that Lin Tai worships Cheng Anzhi and respects him. Throughout the script, in order to gain Cheng Anzhi's approval, Lin Tai has been doing things he doesn't want to do. .”

"Yes." Mu Ning nodded, he had indeed discovered this.

"But how did Cheng Anzhi treat Lin Tai?" Zhuang Yao asked persuasively.

Mu Ning thought for a while, and said, "He... is not satisfied at all."

Zhuang Yao didn't answer any more.

Mu Ning was holding the mobile phone, suddenly his eyes lit up, Mao Sai suddenly realized, and said happily: "Yes! Cheng Anzhi is not satisfied, he doesn't seem to love Lin Tai, and only uses him as a tool for revenge. So at this time, Lin Tai, There should be..."

"There's still hatred!" Mu Ning said, "So not only does he feel guilty, but he also has some joy in his heart..."

Zhuang Yao smiled slightly and said, "That's right."

"Thank you!" Mu Ning was immersed in the long-lost joy of figuring out a character, and even his voice rose a lot.

Zhuang Yao replied, "You're welcome."

Mu Ning was happy for a long time before he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Zhuang Yao, you seem to be familiar with the script. Have you read the script of Speedstorm?"

"I've seen it." Zhuang Yao frankly admitted, and then took the trouble to explain: "It's my habit to read scripts."

Mu Ning was very satisfied with this answer, and after a while, he asked cautiously: "Gu Qiming said, you have acted in dramas before."

Zhuang Yao was surprised, and immediately smiled, as if unwilling to mention it again: "It's all in the past."

Mu Ning was very knowledgeable and didn't ask any further questions.

Zhuang Yao didn't hang up the phone, listening to Mu Ning's breathing on the phone seemed to calm his messy state of mind.He yearned for the little noise that was almost inaudible, and the light was on only around him in the whole house.

Mu Ning didn't hang up either, he was waiting for Zhuang Yao to speak.

"I miss you very much." Zhuang Yao said.

Mu Ning's thoughts were confused and he didn't know how to answer.

"So I think, even if you reject me, I still have the right to continue pursuing you." Zhuang Yao put down his wine glass, his tone was soft, but he could not speak.

"I'm with Lin Jiayang, we're dating."

"I'm not some young and naive high school student, and of course I won't affect your life."

Mu Ning thought for a while, bit his lower lip and replied, "Zhuang Yao, as long as you are by my side, it will always affect my life."

Zhuang Yao chuckled on the other end of the phone and said, "See you tomorrow."

Mu Ning wanted to say more, but the other party had already hung up.

"See you tomorrow?" He murmured in his heart, "I hope it's just a joke."

Zhuang Yao sat by the lamp, staring at the red wine in his hand.The house was as silent as if his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were submerged in a piece of water.

He stood up and turned off the only light around him.