The show turns over the car scene

At 3 o'clock in the morning, Miao Ang couldn't even open his eyes, like a sapling that hadn't seen the rain for a long time, staggering to play, "Success, let's have dinner together," he sat down on the bed after saying this, Zhang He opened his hands and fell down again, with a look of not wanting to get up, "It's almost there, I promise you, he will agree to have dinner with you, just rest assured, if you don't eat with you, I will compensate you 800 million." He touched the pillow, hugged it quickly and turned over, but he was too sleepy and too tired from acting, so it's better to sing.

"Then let's practice what happens when we eat." Wu Ao took a pen to write and draw on the paper. The paper was densely covered with marks, layer upon layer, more dazzling than the cheat sheet for exams. .

"No more practice, no more..." Miao Ang covered his head with a pillow, his voice came from under the pillow indistinctly, full of grievances, "I'm sleepy."

Wu Ao put away the paper helplessly, preparing himself to think about it tomorrow, "Then come here. It's a bit late, why don't you sleep here? I've already paid the money, you just check out tomorrow."

The customer was finally satisfied, Miao Ang picked up the phone to check the time, shook his head, trying to keep himself awake, "No, I have to go to the next game." After he finished speaking, he called and asked the driver to pick him up and leave .

"Okay." After realizing what the next scene meant, the actor felt sorry for this wandering young man, and asked after a pause, "How much will I call you?"

Who would have imagined that two young men opened a room and rehearsed persistently from 9 o'clock to 3 o'clock, just to make an appointment for a meal.Miao Ang was hungry and sleepy, and he was not sure about his worth. He wanted to take 100 million 100 million every time, and always felt uneasy, "No money, if we act together in the future, just take care of me."

After getting in the car, Miao Ang quickly changed his clothes in the back seat. He left in such a hurry to take the 6 o'clock flight to S City, and be a guest on the variety show recorded by Ye Zhewen.He wasn't interested in talent shows at first, but when Ye Zhewen wanted to sing a song he wrote to participate in the finals, he was a little curious about what the scene was like, and was willing to join in the show.

Drowsiness hit him, and he didn't have much energy along the way. He raced against time to catch up on sleep, and he couldn't sleep even on the plane.When he arrived at his destination, he turned on his phone and looked at the green letter. Wu Ao sent a message to Xiao Zhang, "What a coincidence, Miao Ang brought you the same earrings today!" He quickly replied two words "what a coincidence", cut back his own green letter, quietly, Wu Ao didn't send him anything, they didn't send any messages after chatting last time, it might as well be Xiao Zhang This number interacts frequently.

He just went to record the live makeup with cotton in his head, and after putting on the makeup, he became a little more energetic. He found out that Ye Zhetian was doing makeup next door, and hurriedly entrusted the makeup artist to call him over.

Ye Zhetian came after half of his hair was done, his face was full of excitement, "Mr. Miao, are you looking for me?"

"Well, how is the song practice?" Miao Ang asked with concern while sitting on the makeup chair without getting up.

"I think it's pretty good." The young man is confident, "I'm going to sing in the last round, and I'll be the trump card."

"I told you not to say that I changed the song for you, did you keep it a secret?" Miao Ang asked knowingly, but he had already been sued by the actor.

When this question was mentioned, Ye Zhetian scratched his head in embarrassment, lowered his eyes to look at his shoes, "I told my brother, and... and Teacher Wu Ao." The more he spoke, the lower his voice, as if he was afraid of blame.

"Telling your brother, I can understand. Why did you tell Wu Ao? Are you in a good relationship?" Master Miao Angxing asked, resolutely eradicating the unstable factors on the road of love.

"I wanted to chat privately, but I sent it to the best man group by mistake." Ye Zhetian looked up secretly, and Miao Ang didn't seem to be very angry, so he asked, "Why don't you let me tell others that you changed the song for me?"

"You are participating in the competition and singing the song I changed. If you win, others will say that you are a parallel importer. It is all due to me and bury your brilliance; if you lose, it means that you did not sing well and blinded my mind. You have become a dou who cannot be supported." Miao Ang tilted his head and said, "Do you understand?"

In fact, there is another meaning that he didn't say. Over the years, many people have asked him to write songs, both from his own company and from other companies, and he has rejected them all.Now that Mao rashly wrote a song for a newcomer, even if it was just a modified version of an old song, after it got out, it would be hard to refuse an invitation.

Why on earth did he write songs for him, causing a lot of trouble, Miao Ang thought for a while, probably because his voice sounded too much like love, and he happened to have an opportunity to fall in love.