Chapter 31 Kidnapping

Jun Qiulan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.

However, the assistant's look was different from Director Yang's just now, and it did not make him feel uncomfortable.

"Is there something wrong?" Could it be that I didn't remove my makeup thoroughly today?

"No, no." The assistant waved his hand. "It's just that we rarely see actors as handsome as you."

His boss is stunningly handsome, and as a straight man, he has to endure the beauty attack every day.

No wonder the boss explicitly said he wanted a married straight man when he was recruiting an assistant.

This handsome boy has a good-looking appearance, but it's not just his good looks. He has charm in his looks and temperament.

This kind of appearance is indeed quite popular in costume dramas.

But seeing him wearing a T-shirt and casual pants, it seems quite suitable.

The room was on the top floor. When Jun Qiulan got on the elevator, she felt a little weightless, and she unconsciously held onto the wall of the elevator.

I have seen elevators in TV dramas before and know what they are. I also know that these high-rise buildings must be equipped with elevators to make it convenient for people to go up and down the stairs.

But the personal experience is still different. The speed is also faster. In just a few breaths, I reached the top floor.

"Boss, the actors are here." The assistant opened the door.

Jun Qiulan and Yan Jing were both stunned.

Yan Jing wore a black shirt today. Maybe it was because it was hot, or maybe it was because he was indoors, so he was more casual. He unbuttoned the top two buttons, revealing his collarbone and chest, and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong forearms.

Compared with his previous meticulous appearance, he now has a more unrestrained and uninhibited feeling.

Jun Qiulan only took a glance and then looked away.

The assistant brought the person over and closed the door and left. His boss was such an upright man that he would never take advantage of an actor.

Yan Jing looked at Jun Qiulan, then looked at the script storyboard in his hand, seemingly lost in thought.

After a moment, he asked, "Can you dance?"

Jun Qiulan: “??? Wh, what?”

What dance?

What to dance?

Is that what he understood?

Isn’t he here to deliver calligraphy and paintings today?

What dance?

Yan Jing paused for a moment, "Nothing, let me take a look at the calligraphy and paintings."

Jun Qiulan handed it over and said, "I took a photo before coming here to show you. If you are not satisfied and want to change it, you will have to wait for a while."

"Very good." Yan Jing was very satisfied.

The folding fans he had before were a bit crudely made, and he even felt that the fans were not worthy of the paintings and calligraphy.

Today's birthday calligraphy and paintings are probably made of regular commercial drawing paper that I bought specially. Although it is not very good, it is much better than a folding fan.

It doesn’t matter. The words and paintings are more important.

Such beautiful calligraphy and such beautiful paintings, were they really created by learning and copying by yourself?

He had a question mark in his heart.

This time, the calligraphy and painting has a signature, which is a small seal character "Lan".

Yan Jing admired it for a long time and repeated, "It's very well drawn and well written."

He transferred 20,000 yuan to Jun Qiulan.

Jun Qiulan: “!!!”

Are you having trouble getting over the number of 20,000 today?

"That's too much." Jun Qiulan returned the money. "Give me one thousand."

I wrote poems and two pieces of calligraphy for Uncle Hua and Uncle Wang before, but no paintings, and only received 800 yuan in total.

Today's birthday painting is not too complicated and was finished in less than half an hour. I earned one thousand, which is about right.

Yan Jing raised his eyes: "Aren't you short of money?"

Jun Qiulan: "Being short of money is one thing, but I also know what I'm capable of."

He looked at the calligraphy and paintings of that era and found that there were many famous calligraphers and painters who were good at writing and painting, and their calligraphy and paintings were also priceless.

Jun Qiulan knows how to appreciate things, and he also knows that if he becomes famous, a painting can sell for a lot of money, but he doesn't want to use this for marketing and hype.

It’s just like the calligraphers and painters in many scenic spots, who have to give themselves the title of being a member of some association, etc., and a piece of calligraphy or painting only costs a few hundred to a few thousand yuan.

However, truly talented and famous artists would not bother to sell their calligraphy and paintings.

Yan Jing smiled.

When this person smiles, he actually has a bit of evil in him, but his features are also very gentle.

Paradoxically, his eyes were too sharp, making him look like a scoundrel among gentlemen.

Jun Qiulan secretly complained.

According to Jun Qiulan's words, Yan Jing transferred another 1,000 yuan to him.

This time Jun Qiulan accepted it and sent a thank you emoticon to the boss.

He today is no longer the same person who just came into this world.

Yan Jing looked at the middle-aged and elderly emoticon and smiled again, "Show me your hands."

Jun Qiulan: “???”

What the hell?

For some reason, he felt like he was being teased.

Yan Jing explained, "I know an actor whose hands are not very good-looking. We need to find a replacement for him, and he has to know calligraphy."

I see.

Before this, he had only heard of stunt doubles, and they were mostly martial arts stunt doubles. For example, if there were some difficult or even dangerous actions for non-professionals to do, a professional stunt double would be asked to complete the action instead of the actor.

I just didn't expect that hands could be used as a stand-in.

Jun Qiulan stretched out his hands.

His hands were undoubtedly beautiful, with distinct knuckles, slender and long. Perhaps because of his naturally fair skin, one could slightly see the blue-purple veins on his arms.

Yan Jing's expression was subtle for a moment, "Do you mind taking a photo and sending it to me?"

"No problem."

This person introduced him to a job, and he was so happy that he couldn't contain his joy.

"Sit down and wait for a reply from the other side. You're not in a hurry, are you?"

Jun Qiulan thought to himself that he was just anxious and wanted to rush back to see how his parents were doing.

Fortunately, I can take a taxi back later, which saves a lot of time.

Yan Jing made a cup of tea and said, "Take a break."

Jun Qiulan nodded slightly.

He had only met Yan Jing a few times. They were not familiar with each other and did not communicate much, but he could understand the alienation beneath Yan Jing's friendly attitude.

It is a sense of propriety hidden under good upbringing.

People who are not familiar with Yan Jing may find him difficult to get along with when they meet him for the first time. Perhaps it is because he looks too aggressive?

After chatting with him for a few minutes, you might think that he is a person with a good personality and temper, but in fact, it is just his upbringing.

Yan Jing is not an easy person to get along with.

Fortunately, I hadn't even finished my tea when the message came back.

"I'll give you the contact information. They said there's no problem." Yan Jing pushed the business card over directly.

"There are about seven or eight scenes of doubles, and we need to complete the reshoots in one day. Can you arrange the time?"

Jun Qiulan just got the filming schedule for Strategy of a Bastard. Although it is not completely accurate, it is a reference so he won't feel uneasy.

He said, "It depends on when the stand-in scenes are filmed. I've got a small role with a few scenes, so I need to coordinate with the crew's filming schedule."

Yan Jing understood, "Then you guys can communicate on your own and coordinate the time. It shouldn't be a problem."

Jun Qiulan said sincerely, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

Yan Jing also nodded.

Everything was done, and Jun Qiulan didn't stay any longer. "Then I'll leave first. See you later, Mr. Yan."

"Goodbye."

Yan Jing looked at his back as he left, then looked at the storyboard in his hand, and then he sighed as if he didn't know what he was thinking about.

After Jun Qiulan walked out of the room, he was also thinking about a question.

It seems that Yan Jing's assistant mistook him for an actor applying for a job?

As soon as he entered the door, Yan Jing asked him if he could dance.

this?

Could it be that Yan Jing really has a role that suits him?

Yes, it is a role, not an extra.

A well-known character and an extra who flashed by in the camera, nothing else matters, whether they are popular or not, whether they can become famous or not, these are not his concerns. He has a deep understanding of the issue of income alone.

Jun Qiulan thought about it for a while and decided to give up. The other person didn’t say much and he was too embarrassed to ask directly.

Besides, he can't dance.

In ancient times, people would use colorful clothes to entertain their parents, but his relationship with the emperor, empress, and queen mother was not very close, so he had no such experience at all.

Just after going downstairs, Jun Qiulan was still marveling at the ingenious mechanism of the elevator when she saw Yang Zhong still sitting in the lobby.

Jun Qiulan ignored him, but was stopped by him.

"Handsome boy, you're coming down so soon?" Yang Zhong's tone was very frivolous.

Jun Qiulan was displeased. "Sorry, I have other things to do, so I won't talk to Director Yang anymore."

After saying that, he turned sideways and walked around Yang Zhong.

Yang Zhong laughed. "I have a role that's perfect for you. I can give you 500,000 yuan. How about it? Do you want to talk to me?"

The 500,000 yuan pay did make Jun Qiulan stop.

If he could have 500,000, according to the purchasing power of this world and their needs, he probably wouldn't have to work for the rest of his life. This money would be enough for his family to live a very comfortable life in the border town.

But there is no free lunch in the world.

He hesitated for only a moment and turned around: "What are the conditions?"

Yang Zhong's eyes turned lustful. "As for the conditions, I need to see your acting skills first. Come back to the room with me and try out a scene first."

Jun Qiulan was too familiar with this kind of look.

On the road to exile, he had fought off too many people like this for his younger sister, but he didn't expect to meet one again.

He knew Long Yang's love, and he was also one of them.

But definitely not with this kind of person.

"I'm sorry, Director Yang, I'm probably not suitable for your role."

After saying that, he was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Yang Zhong was a shameless man. He waved his hand and four bodyguards in black came over and blocked Jun Qiulan's way.

"Can we have a good chat now?"

Jun Qiulan frowned: "Mr. Yang, it's a bit embarrassing for you to do this."

Yang Zhong laughed, his big belly shaking, "I said I'd give you a good role, so don't be so shameless."

As he said that, he called the bodyguard to pull Jun Qiulan's arm.

Jun Qiulan has been in this world for so long, but this is the first time he has met such a disgusting person.

Last time, the male lead didn't let him play a prominent role, but now it seems that he was just being petty.

This Yang Zhong is really disgusting. He actually wants to force himself on me.

Isn’t this a world ruled by law?

Does this person still have any respect for the law?

Jun Qiulan didn't want to get entangled with these people, so just when one of the bodyguards was about to touch his wrist, he jumped up and kicked him.

Kick the person three meters away.

"Oh, he's still a tough guy." Yang Zhong was obviously unhappy, "Take him away."

This guy is good-looking and young, just the type he likes.

Judging from his clothes, he is obviously a small artist who has not signed with any company, and is more likely an extra in a film and television base.

The fact that he offered a price of 500,000 was a compliment to the boy. If the boy was knowledgeable and sensible, it wouldn't be impossible to give him some resources later.

I didn't expect this kid to be so unruly and have such a bad temper.

The more this happened, the more he wanted to see a pleading expression on such a defiant face.

Jun Qiulan glanced at the black-clad bodyguards and then at Yang Zhong. This matter probably couldn't be resolved peacefully.

As soon as Yan Jing went downstairs, he saw Jun Qiulan fighting four people alone and not being at a disadvantage at all.

Several bodyguards were beaten so badly that they were unable to fight back.

There are also hotel security guards who have no idea where to start if they want to arrest people.

He knew that people could practice Tai Chi or other health-preserving boxing techniques in Taoist temples, but would he teach people to use this kind of martial arts that could almost kill people?

He could see that Jun Qiulan had obviously held back and knew the limits of severity. Although he was ruthless, he would not kill anyone, and no one would even be seriously injured.

Jun Qiulan's face was also very cold, which made Yan Jing's heart boil for a moment for no reason.

"Call the police," he told his assistant.

The assistant hurried to do it.

Yan Jing didn't delay, but he just walked over calmly, "What is this for?"

Yang Zhong was just about to ask who was so blind, but when he looked up he saw Yan Jing.

But he didn't show any worry at all, instead he showed a more subtle expression.

"So it's Director Xiao Yan." Yang Zhong looked at him and said, "I just wanted to ask this guy to discuss the script and the role, but he got angry. What do you think? Oh, you're a professional too, so why don't we go and discuss it together?"

The tone of voice showed that he didn't take her eyes seriously at all.

When people are speechless to the extreme, they will really laugh.

The assistant who had just called the police came over and saw the boss's expression, thinking, this man is in trouble.

The boss never reveals his identity in the circle, and not many people know Yan Jing's true identity, but Yan Jing's first work has been a big production, and smart people should know that Yan Jing has an extraordinary background.

I didn't expect to encounter such a clueless thing again.

"Why did you come down here?" Jun Qiulan breathed a sigh of relief. "Isn't it okay to call the police? They're trying to kidnap me."

Yan Jing glanced at his slightly messy bun and said, "Well, I've called the police. What happened? How did you get involved with this kind of person?"

Jun Qiulan explained it in a few words.

Yan Jing looked at Yang Zhong again as if he was looking at a dead person.

There are many strange things in the entertainment industry. Some people are willing to do something, and Yan Jing has no right to interfere, but he despises people like Yang Chong the most.

Garbage in the garbage.

He had heard of this person. It was said that he had a powerful background, but his private life was disgusting. He had never met him before, let alone met him.

I originally thought that this person would just use some tricks, but I didn't expect that he could rob people in public.

"It's okay, leave this to me. When the police come, just tell the truth." He comforted the young Taoist priest who had just come down the mountain to make a living.

Jun Qiulan only felt disgusted and troubled, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

"You're welcome. My grandfather and your master are old friends."

Speaking of this, Yan Jing's first reaction was that he and Jun Qiulan were one generation apart.

The police officer responded very quickly and went to the police station to take a statement.

It was Jun Qiulan's first time entering the public security department of this world, and she felt a little curious.

Completely different from the yamen of Dasheng.

Everyone was wearing the same uniform, coming and going in a hurry, and no one was using a baton to intimidate the people who came to report the case.

The person responsible for taking Jun Qiulan's statement was a young man.

Jun Qiulan told the truth from beginning to end.

After all, someone was beaten and a physical fight took place, which still needs to be investigated and verified, so Jun Qiulan has to wait a little longer.

Yan Jing was also there, and after making a phone call, the matter was handled much faster.

Jun Qiulan was still a little dazed when he walked out of the police station.

Assistant Yao drove and waited at the door, "Boss, Mr. Jun."

"Let's go. I'll take you back."

Jun Qiulan said again: "Thank you."

After getting in the car, he asked again, "What will happen to that guy named Yang?"

Yan Jing thought for a moment, "This matter is big, but not big either. My people will continue to follow up, so you don't have to worry about it."

If Jun Qiulan were to deal with it, he would probably be bitten back. After all, it was he who asked someone to deliver the things and that’s why he encountered this scum.

It is reasonable and logical for him to continue to take responsibility.

Jun Qiulan sighed. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing today.

Yan Jing added, "The entertainment industry is full of all kinds of phenomena, both good and bad. You came from the mountains, so you may not have heard of these things before. But it doesn't matter. If you encounter any problems, find the police and stick to your heart. Don't do things that go against your original intention for the sake of temporary benefits."

Jun Qiulan raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Jing. "Have you ever encountered such a problem before?"

Yan Jing was stunned for a moment.

Assistant Yao, who was driving in front, almost laughed out loud. It was obvious that this little actor didn't know the boss's background either.

Don’t say that, don’t say that.

A few years ago, the boss did encounter this kind of thing.

To make a movie, you always need to attract investment. The boss didn't want to use his family connections, so he followed the market and met some investors.

As a result, an investor took a fancy to the boss and also used despicable means.

result……

It turned out that the investor could no longer be found, and it seemed like he would have to work on a sewing machine for the rest of his life.

Yang Zhong will not have a good ending this time. He has been with the boss for several years and understands his temper.

Seeing that Yan Jing had no intention of answering, Jun Qiulan felt a little amused.

I have seen many such things in the past during the prosperous period, such as the powerful and wealthy forcibly abducting women in the streets. I didn't expect to see such a problem in this new world.

But the one who was robbed was actually a grown man like him.

In this world, is the acceptance of Long Yang's goodness so high?

In Dasheng, Longyang was not popular. Some powerful people who had this habit would just secretly keep two in the backyard.

How could someone in this world snatch a man away in public?

When Yan Jing and the others saw it, they didn't seem to find it strange.

Jun Qiulan was in a daze, "This is it."

He got out of the car and said, "Thank you very much for today, Mr. Yan. If you don't mind, I will give you another painting or calligraphy another day."

Yan Jing raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Okay."

After being delayed for so long, Jun Qiulan was hungry.

But it was getting late and he had to go back quickly.

It's been a whole day, and Mom and Dad should be back from Mr. Su's place.

Jun Qiulan changed her clothes directly in the rental house and then returned to the courtyard in the village.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Jun Qiulan heard someone talking in the room. This time he did not act impulsively.

The room door was closed.

Jun Qiulan pricked up his ears and listened. It was over, it was over, it was over.

Why is Mr. Su here again?

Jun Qiulan was extremely anxious.

He guessed that Mr. Su must have heard that he was sick and came to see him?

My parents certainly can't stop me.

After I came over, I saw that he was not in the room. I guess his parents made an excuse.

Jun Qiulan sighed in his heart, why are there so many things to do every day.

If I hadn't wasted time there, maybe this wouldn't have happened.

Thinking of this, he felt even more disgusted with Yang Zhong.

The only way now was for him to climb out of the window and then pretend to have just returned.

It’s a good thing that I was a prince in the past.

It can also be said that he is both civil and military.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to deal with those black-clad bodyguards today. He didn't even make any noise when he climbed through the window.

Instead of going back directly, he ran to the barefoot doctor's house in the village as quickly as possible and asked the doctor to prescribe two packets of herbal medicine to treat colds.

Perhaps because he ran too fast, when he returned to the courtyard, his face was flushed and his steps were a little unsteady.

He really looks a bit sick.

Jun Qiulan cleared his throat, opened the door and went in with the herbs.

"Father and Mother." He coughed twice more quickly. "Sir, why are you here again? I've caught a cold, and it's really not good to bring my illness here. I apologize to you here."

Jun Yu and Song Xirong breathed a sigh of relief.

They went there a little later today just to make their son's sudden illness more plausible.

I have to show that I am concerned about my son's condition, but I can't break my promise to my husband.

When I first arrived at Mr. Su's house, Mr. Su heard that his son was sick and was very worried for a while. He also said that he would come over to see him.

They stopped me and just said that my illness was not serious, just a cold. The weather has been getting colder these days and I just need to rest for two days.

Mr. Su had originally given up on this idea, but in the afternoon, a servant came to report that there was a suspected plague spreading in the city and many doctors had gone to the government office.

This is a border town, not the capital. If a plague really breaks out, the higher-ups probably won't provide any major rescue and will just let them fend for themselves.

If the news spreads to the military camp, there will probably be no peace in this place.

Now, Mr. Su couldn't sit still anymore, and neither could Jun Yu and Song Xirong.

They knew their son did not have the plague and was just faking it, but they couldn't act completely indifferent.

Even if this problem is ruled out, if there really is a plague in the city, it would be a big problem.

Mr. Su wanted to follow them back at this time, but they tried to stop him, saying that it was not safe outside and asked Mr. Su to take shelter at home.

As a result, Mr. Su was extremely worried and planned to send someone to the mountains to find an imperial physician who had offended the imperial concubine and was exiled.

It was only after the couple repeatedly assured him that it was just a mild cold that Mr. Su gave up the idea of ​​seeing a doctor.

But he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, so he was a little worried.

The couple had no choice but to bring the man back first. However, when they saw that their son had not returned yet, they quickly found an excuse.

He said his son should go see a doctor.

Fortunately, Jun Qiulan brought two packets of herbs when he entered the door.

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