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When Song Yishen pushed the door and came in, Xia Shiyou had just cleaned off a bit of dark green paint from the nail cover of his right index finger, and squeezed the sweat from his palm.The sweat was salty, and when it stuck to the scratched part of the palm, it was hot. Xia Shiyou looked at the blood streaks, lowered his head and blew gently. Before he could raise his head, Sister Ming who was sitting beside him couldn't wait to pull his arm up. Lah, next to my ears is the cheerful voice of director Wang Qu saying hello.

"Congratulations! To be honest, when the Academy of Film and Television announced the nominations, I thought there was something going on! The Golden Bear should be close to each other!"

Wang Qu didn't waste his talents as a director at all, but he almost didn't do it as a publicist.In Shengyu's venue, I wished Song Yishen the golden bear face to face, and didn't know how he survived in the dire domestic entertainment circle in the past few years.

Da Chao murmured, licked his upper molars rather annoyedly, and went to the side to blow on the air conditioner.

Song Yishen held Director Wang Qu's extended hand and said with a smile, "I don't know yet."

Xia Shi Youzao was ready to bow his head and play dead.

Even when Sister Ming called to remind him, he had already run away, and the car was about to drive out of the Shengyu parking lot.

If it wasn't for sister Ming's threat, you were the one who stalked your father with all your heart and soul. If you don't show up, let's just leave this meeting alone!Anyway, it's your idol, not mine!At that time, Idol's face will not look good, and that has nothing to do with Shengyu.

Xia Shiyou almost vomited blood in the car.

That's right, Song Yishen is what he wants to invite.But he never thought of meeting his idol like this!

Sneaky, not to mention being caught on the spot, Xia Shiyou even fled after realizing what stupidity he had committed, and even forgot to take back his wooden dowel.

"What don't you know?" Director Wang Qu's voice was full of admiration, he smiled and walked a few steps, across the conference table, he happened to be between Song Yishen and Xia Shiyou, blocking Song Yishen "I think you and Yang Yilin are the most popular ones on the internet now. Have you seen his movie? The script is good, and my brother edited the movie."

"The script is good"?

Da Chao couldn't hold back, and let out a chuckle from his nose.

He knew that Yang Yilin from Shengyu was just a vase.

Song Yishen paused for a while, but still said truthfully: "I didn't have time. You know, I just got off the plane, so there must be a chance."

Away from a person, Xia Shiyou looked up in Song Yishen's direction.

In fact, as long as Song Yishen speaks, it will be his Achilles' heel.

Whether it is the usual tone or the delicate voice when humming, he is very familiar with it.Because I have listened to all the songs of SOW since its debut countless times.Xia Shiyou clearly remembered which line of the song happened even with the slightest breath change.

But in the stairwell, Xia Shiyou noticed a slight change in Song Yishen's voice, a little hoarse, and it was easy to ignore it if he didn't listen closely.

Thinking of this, Xia Shiyou's fascinated eyes still stayed on Song Yishen after director Wang Qu took his seat and read the script carefully for a long time.

After a while, the rest of the people in the conference room noticed it too, with different expressions.

Sister Ming had a funny face as if looking at her own silly son.

Zhou Chenghe also suppressed a rare smile, and couldn't help it, so he looked down at the contract and coughed a few times.

Song Yi looked back at Xia Shiyou who was stunned where he was, and found that the other party seemed to be looking at him, but he wasn't really looking at him.

It's like a lack of muscle, I don't know where to immerse.

Are you recalling what happened in the stairwell just now?

Song Yishen frowned secretly, the matter of eavesdropping has not been resolved yet.If something goes wrong because of this person in the future, don't say anything, promise Wan Xun's evidence and never get it again.

Sister Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she pulled Xia Shiyou and introduced her with a brisk tone: "This is Xia Shiyou, the creator of the "M" script, a third-year major in Dongxi drama performance. This is his graduation work."

With a nerve, Xia Shiyou blushed faster than he opened his mouth to speak, and he bit the bullet and stretched out his hand to Song Yishen in the obvious gesture of Sister Ming.

"Hello. Song Yishen."

Song Yishen smiled just right, and shook hands politely.

Xia Shiyou's palms were sweaty and sticky.

Song Yishen smiled even more intensely, and let go after a few seconds.

Sister Ming let go of Xia Shiyou's arm, and then introduced neatly: "Shiyou, his name is Mr. Song. This is Mr. Song's agent, Mr. Qian—"

When Da Chao heard the words, he laughed directly, looked at Song Yishen who was thinking about something with downcast eyes, turned around and waved his hands: "This 'Mr. If you train well, you will be the top traffic in the future!"

Sister Ming laughed, "What kind of young master, Shi You is still in school, he is still a student."

It's like saying nothing.The focus is not on one.

It seems that the inquiring was correct.He is really Mr. Shengyu Xia's only son, so he watches so closely.

Even Zhou Chenghe and sister Ming, the manager's top manager, were used as escorts.

Dachao laughed knowingly, and stretched out his hand across the conference table, "Qian Tangqiang. The Jianghu name is 'Dachao', you are still young, just call me 'Brother Chao'!"

Zhou Chenghe on the side put down the contract at hand and cut off Dachao's hand, "Dachao, I'm in charge of the contract this time, please give me more advice."

Da Chao smiled but didn't smile, and shook Zhou Chenghe's hand within a second before shaking it off.

"Ugly speaking, it's not yet decided whether to cooperate or not." Da Chao was not polite. He found a chair and sat down. He clicked on the cover of the contract in front of him with his right index finger, and went straight to the point: "Song Yishen has just returned to China, and the schedule is tight. Tomorrow There are only five announcements. Isn't it more convenient for you to find Yang Yilin?"

Director Wang Qu was obviously not on the channel. He raised his head seriously from the script, and said frankly: "This script has been carefully planned, and it will not be wasted with deep acting."

Dachao: "..."

However, Da Chao's words were too direct, and Zhou Chenghe was about to refute. Sister Ming winked, turned her head and smiled, and said in a calm tone: "Director Wang is right. Yang Yilin's acting skills still need to be honed, and we can't waste time." Great script for-"

"Isn't this a good opportunity to hone in?" Da Chao was not fooled, took out his phone, and clicked on Weibo, "You think I'm blind? #杨一林演技# has been trending since the morning. Playing modesty?"

In fact, Dachao just wanted to ask and make a gesture. If he wanted to fool them, there was no way.

Song Yishen watched the fire from the other side, sat down too, looked at Xia Shiyou, and waited.

"It was bought by Yang Yilin's own studio. It has nothing to do with Shengyu."

He spoke Chinese with perfect accent, Xia Shiyou thought of the sentence Song Yishen asked him in the stairwell. At this moment, he didn't dare to look at Song Yishen, but looked at Da Chao: "Yang Yilin has no acting skills. He can only buy hot Search, make human settings. The same is true for the amount of forwarding, in fact, it is all for data.”

Da Chao suddenly realized, wishing to hear more about it, he was already laughing madly in his heart.

Is this little boy, Sheng Yu, a weakling?This kind of thing, whether inside or outside the circle, is well known to some extent by everyone.But it's always a little strange to say it from Xia Shiyou's mouth.

Sister Ming Zhou Chenghe on the side looked strange and looked away, but no one interrupted.Anyway, they are all messing around in the circle. No one has ever used such a trick.

A smile appeared on Song Yishen's face again, that's why.

Sheng Yu put so much emphasis on this cooperation, not because he is famous and good at acting, but because someone needs him.

It was this Xia Shiyou who needed to play the role himself.

really--

Xia Shiyou's voice became lower and lower, his speech became slurred, and his speech speed also accelerated: "I have watched the Hong Kong screening of "Rotterdam", and Mr. Song's performance fits the script very well, so... .So I hope, ahem—Ms. Song can join in."

"it is good."

Da Chao was full of embarrassments, and Song Yishen's "good" was all choked in his throat, and he couldn't get up or down. For a while, he didn't know what to say.

Zhou Cheng and Sister Ming exchanged glances, a little surprised by Song Yishen's sudden statement, but they didn't say anything.

Director Wang Qu raised his head from the script again, nodded approvingly to Xia Shiyou who was stunned, "The script is really good", and said to Song Yishen: "If this drama is successful, we can adapt it into a movie."

Everyone present: "..."

An invisible gunpowder suddenly disappeared.

Sitting back in the car again, Da Chao still didn't understand why Song Yishen agreed so quickly.

After Song Yishen came back from the front desk of Shengyu, he was stared at by Da Chao for a while, and then he said something specious, which sounded like the reason but not the reason: "He heard me talking to Wan Xun."

The studio had just released the press release for the screening in Hong Kong and the upcoming cooperation with Shengyu, and the retweets and comments skyrocketed in an instant. Before Da Chao had time to check them all, Song Yishen was so frightened that he almost jumped out of his seat.

"Why are you so careless!? What did you and Wan Xun say! Do you know that what you say now is wrong? He was in love with Wen Yuan back then, and now he sees you and he can't take your skin off! No! ——Isn’t it Xiaohui? When did you meet Wan Xun?”

Song Yishen leaned his head back on the chair and didn't speak for a long time.

Dachao hates iron but doesn't make steel, and doesn't care about the number of retweets, comments, and likes, "This guy is called Xia Shiyou, and he is a Shengyu person. Now, let's cooperate! That kid looks like he has no roots." Muscles, I shouldn't say anything nonsense..."

"Let me tell you, just this once, let's get out after the performance! Anyway, I don't want to see Zhou Cheng and that dead face again in my life!"

The car drove steadily all the way to the studio, Da Chao sighed all the way, Song Yishen actually fell asleep, and when he got out of the car, Da Chao was so angry that he almost smashed the car door.

Song Yishen woke up from a dream, knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, yawned and followed behind Da Chao, and suddenly asked lazily: "The amount of retweets is really based on data?"

Dachao turned his head and rolled his eyes, "What do you think? Who doesn't do it now? Just Yang Yilin, whose personal Weibo reposts have exceeded one million times several times. Do you think someone really reposted it? You reposted it? Anyway, I didn't." He said with a snort, "He has a large group of ten fans and five data stations, who knows if he doesn't do it?"

Song Yishen nodded to show that he had learned, and his thirst for knowledge was strong for a second: "What about me?"

Dachao felt that with Song Yishen here, he should build up the ambition of others and destroy his prestige, so he said coolly: "You only have three fan groups, what are you thinking? Little star, you lost 600 of your 250 million fans, you know ?"

Song Yishen walked away.

"Do you know how many days you haven't posted on Weibo?"

"Do you know what long grass means?"

"Your Weibo is full of grass! It's so green! It's so green!!!"

The tide was hoarse.