Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Because of Wu Qi's presence, the crew set aside a small dressing room for her to rest, she couldn't help but drag Jing Luo into it.

When Jing Luo left the dressing room, Wu Qi was still slapping the table and cursing.

"A ghost like you who must repay you will not end well!"

"I want to increase the price of my incense ash!"

"You poor bastard!"

Song Yi sat on the side calmly, with a classic book in his hand, as if he had never heard Wu Qi's words, without raising his head.

The scene record passing by walked side by side with Jing Luo, and asked in a low voice: "Did the expert just say that ghosts are not ghosts? Are there really ghosts on our set? Will they come out to harm people?"

"You heard wrong," Jing Luo babbled, "She said expensive."

"Expensive?" The reporter thought for a while, "Her appearance fee is quite expensive, no wonder I heard about the price increase... It's different if you have the ability."

It's all and nothing.

Jing Luo walked into the shooting scene with a broken smile, where a major scene of Mu Chenxi was being filmed, and the atmosphere was tense.

It's not unreasonable for Mu Chen to be popular. He not only has rich acting skills, but also has a good command of lines. He can speak every line in a cadence and full of emotion.

The new heroine is a newcomer who has just entered the circle, and for a moment she missed the scene of King Mu, and was stuck for two seconds.

"Cut!" The director looked a little embarrassed, "You are talking about lines, what are you doing so stupidly?"

The actress looked embarrassed: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't keep up..."

"Have you memorized the lines?" Mu Chenxi's tone was a little cold, neither gentle nor angry.

Actress: "I know everything by heart!"

"Forget it, take a break, you go to prepare your emotions," the director said, "makeup artist, touch up the makeup."

Jing Luo just remembered that he should have asked Wu Qi if he saw anything wrong with Mu Chenxi, so he turned around and wanted to go back to the dressing room.

"Jing Luo!" Before seeing anyone, he heard an angry call, and then a fleshy arm rested on Jing Luo's shoulder.

"Brother Qiu," Jing Luo turned around, saw the person behind him, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Behind him was Qiu Lin. Not only did he come, but he also had a lot of food in his hand: "I'll come and see you, how is it going, is there any role for you?"

Jing Luo: "It will take a while."

"That's just right, let's go in and talk." Qiu Lin said and was about to go to the dressing room.

"Qiu Lin." Mu Chenxi, who was sitting on a folding chair, called out to the two of them.

Qiu Lin turned around and smiled when he saw him: "Hey, King Mu, are you taking a break at halftime?"

"Well," Mu Chenxi glanced at Jing Luo with a disdainful tone, "Why is your talent for picking artists getting worse recently?"

Knowing that Mu Chenxi was going to say something to himself, Jing Luo twitched the corners of his mouth and refused to disagree.

As soon as Qiu Lin heard it, he knew that the other party was referring to Jing Luo, he didn't know the inside story, he just thought that Jing Luo cut too many times and provoked the dedicated actor Mu, he laughed twice: "The actor Mu really likes to joke. After finishing speaking, he opened the plastic bag in his hand, took out two oranges and handed them over, "Do you want to eat oranges?"

Mu Chenxi seemed to have punched the cotton: "...don't eat it."

Leaving the scene, Qiu Lin couldn't stop looking Jing Luo up and down, and finally couldn't help but sigh: "My God, you even healed those scratches on your face? Your self-healing ability is too inhuman." Bar."

Jing Luo had a few obvious scars on his face after the operation. Qiu Lin also confirmed to the doctor that there would be no scars for a long time before he was relieved. He didn't expect that the scars would be too thorough. It's only been so long, and there is not even a scab.

The scar on Jing Luo's face disappeared 5 minutes after seeing Song Yi.

Too many words and too many mistakes, he simply didn't speak, and smiled with the corners of his mouth open.

"I thought you powdered your face to reassure me," Qiu Lin said to himself for a while, and then changed the subject, "Don't let go of what Mu Chenxi said just now. In my heart."

Jing Luo: "Well, I understand."

"That's good." Following Jing Luo to the dressing room, Qiu Lin saw Song Yi and Wu Qi sitting inside, thinking they were new actors again, he smiled at them, and then whispered, "I Colleagues are also working hard, unknowingly there are so many new faces in the circle."

"...This is my assistant," Jing Luo introduced to him, "The other one is an expert Taoist priest from the investor."

"..."

Qiu Lin glanced at Song Yi repeatedly, laughed dryly, pulled Jing Luo aside, and said in a low voice: "You should also know that the assistant salary approved by the company for you is the price of a low-level artist assistant. Not responsible for reimbursement."

"I know," Jing Luo said, "The price I negotiated with him is also at that price."

Qiu Lin's eyes widened, and he blurted out: "With his appearance, he can make a lot of money by connecting planes casually, so he will come to be your assistant if his head is broken?"

Jing Luo: "Actually, he is my cousin from afar. He just came up from the countryside and wanted to find a solid job."

Qiu Lin pressed on step by step: "You don't have a rural household registration, where did you come from as a rural cousin?"

Jing Luo was speechless, and didn't know how to write it down. At this moment, a big hand wrapped around his neck from behind, and a deep voice came: "Are you Brother Qiu?"

The two got close, and Jing Luo's back was directly pressed against the chest of the person behind him.

Qiu Lin looked at the shoulder-to-shoulder person in front of him, and raised his brows into an exaggerated arc: "Yes."

"I'm his new assistant." Song Yi smiled gently and shook hands with Qiu Lin.

Qiu Lin: "I know, Jing Luo told me that you are his... distant cousin."

"Cousin?" Song Yi was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled, "Is that what he said?"

Jing Luo: "..."

Song Yi's tone was a little helpless, with an invisible pampering: "That's it."

Jing Luo was stunned, the cousins ​​were the ones they had agreed on before, why did Song Yi come to this place, and abruptly said something that was trying to cover up...

Qiu Lin immediately put on a meaningful smile: "Okay, since it's my own, then I can rest assured, walk around, go in and sit."

As soon as they sat down, Wu Qi stood up and said, "Let's go."

"Hey, master, wait!" Qiu Lin hurriedly called her to stop.

Wu Qi didn't stop walking: "Is there something wrong?"

Qiu Lin smiled: "Can the expert leave a contact information?"

He heard the staff say it when he first entered the theater, but he didn't expect the other party to be so young.For this kind of expert who has contact with gods, ghosts and ghosts, it is natural to get acquainted as soon as possible.

"Jing Luo has my contact information," Wu Qi said before going out, "But my appearance fee is very expensive, so please contact me when you really need it."

After Wu Qi left, Qiu Lin went out with big bags and small bags to share with the staff, and then slowly returned to the dressing room.

Thanks to Wu Qi, there is no one in this small dressing room, and there is no need to avoid anyone, Qiu Lin said directly: "Jing Luo, the company discussed your future development plan at the meeting that day, and finally came up with a result, listen to it." See if you can accept it."

Jing Luo nodded: "Say it."

"Originally, the company's plan was to enroll you in a few training classes, and then hone your acting skills, but you had that hot search before, and the popularity has increased a lot. You can't just waste this time..."

"Wait," Jing Luo couldn't hold back, and interrupted, "Is the hot search last time still hot?"

I remember the first time I was on the trending search, the contract between Jing Luo and the company hadn't been negotiated yet, and netizens couldn't even find his personal Weibo, so they hurriedly flipped through the article within two days.

Qiu Lin: "There is still heat left, haven't you seen how many followers you have gained on Weibo?"

"...Look, I saw it." He thought it was a zombie fan bought by the company, "Go on."

Qiu Lin: "Recently, I can't find the resources for filming, but there are a lot of resources for reality shows."

"A reality show?" Jing Luo confessed, "Brother Qiu, I don't have much sense of humor."

"It's okay, the guests of the reality show don't only have the humorous route to go," Qiu Lin said, "We've already figured it out for you, you can go the warm guy or the honest route."

Jing Luo: "Warm man?"

Qiu Lin: "Responsible for taking care of the role of comforting female guests, I think this is good."

The corner of Jing Luo's mouth twitched: "The honest route..."

"It's the game black hole that is often fooled, the kind that is always bullied."

Just as Jing Luo was about to say something, the scene recorder knocked on the door and came in: "Jing Luo, it's time for you to play."

He stood up and said, "Okay, come on."

"Okay, I have to save a trip for the plane in the afternoon. You can shoot it first. We will discuss the route and see what reality show resources we can get." Qiu Lin stood up and patted him on the shoulder, " I think this is an opportunity, if you can seize it, you will definitely be popular."

Before leaving, Qiu Lin also gave Song Yi a business card.

Song Yi didn't even read it, and put the business card in the book as a bookmark, and then said, "I don't think what the person said just now is okay."

Jing Luo was taken aback: "Huh?"

"The line he just said," Song Yi said in a serious tone, "it's not good if it's a fake or a sensationalist."

Looking at his serious expression, Jing Luo couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth: "Well, I think so too."

"You don't need to deliberately create an image," Song Yi continued, "You are already very good."

Jing Luo was amused, and suddenly became curious about Song Yi: "What did you do when you were alive?"

Unexpectedly, he would ask this, Song Yi was silent for a while: "I forgot, what's wrong."

Jing Luo joked, "You have a sweet mouth, which makes me want to give you a raise in private."

"No," Song Yi asked suddenly, as if thinking of something, "The salary doesn't need to be raised, can I ask for something else?"

Jing Luo didn't expect Song Yi to climb up the pole: "What?"

Song Yi: "Go to the movies, can I?"