"This is really, this is really..."

The director talked for a long time before finally uttering a complete sentence: "This is really great!"

The staff all looked at the director in shock; he was laughing too wildly.

This is the male lead. If his reputation is ruined, it will also have an impact on the drama they are filming.

But they also understood that taking four or five days off after filming one day like Ji Rufeng was truly unprofessional. The director was depressed for several days because of this. If it weren't for the other actors' strong performance, the director would definitely have been furious.

Bai Luo also smiled. The thought of Ji Rufeng's greasy face made her feel uncomfortable. Even the normal lines sounded greasy when spoken by Ji Rufeng. Not to mention that he was trying to take advantage of her.

Somehow, Yan Mofei's face suddenly appeared in my mind. If he played the male lead...

Bai Luo shook his head. Even if Ji Rufeng was fired from the production due to his bad reputation, it wouldn't be Yan Mofei's turn to be the male lead. After all, his status was too low to bring the corresponding value.

After seeing the trending searches, the director called the producer and asked, "Can we discuss the male lead?"

At Ji Rufeng's strong request, even though there was nothing wrong with his face, the doctor still gave him medicine three times and wrapped it with gauze for a whole night.

In order to avoid the media, he requested a thorough physical examination for various reasons and stayed in the hospital for a whole day.

Then, because of bed shortage, the doctor rushed me out of the hospital.

"Now, book a new place for me to stay, and no one can know about it." As soon as he got in the car, he started to order his assistant around.

The assistant was on the phone and didn't answer him.

Ji Rufeng was angry: "Are you deaf or blind? I asked you to find a place to live, didn't you hear me?"

The assistant handed the newly bought mobile phone to him with an expressionless face: "It's Brother Ma's call."

Then he stared at the phone intently, holding it in both hands, ready to answer the call at any time.

Ji Rufeng frowned, a little impatient. This agent kept bothering him for no reason. He was really sick.

"Hey, Ma, have you eaten yet?"

"You have no idea how disgusting those unscrupulous reporters are. They actually surrounded me outside the hotel where I was staying. I feel sorry for my face..."

There was no time to listen to his rambling, so she said directly: "You don't have to go anywhere else, come back to the company now."

Ji Rufeng was stunned for a moment: "But, I'm still filming."

"No need to shoot, go back to the company now. I've already booked a flight for you."

The driver was driving the car to the airport.

"Why?"

"Don't ask so many questions, you'll know when you come back."

Ma Ge's voice was very calm because he no longer had any temper.

The call was hung up. The assistant wanted to get his phone back, but Ji Rufeng held it tightly and glared at him.

"What's going on? Why are you suddenly asking me to go back to the company? What about my play?"

The assistant was already preparing to resign as soon as she got home, and now she didn't intend to tolerate him any longer. She sneered, "Your role is still yours. The crew doesn't want you anymore, and they're looking for a new male lead."

Don't you have any self-awareness? This matter has become so serious that the Internet is almost blown up by him, and you still have the nerve to think about the male protagonist.

Also, Ji Rufeng's cell phone was broken during the jostle, causing him not to look at his phone for the entire day.

"What? That role was tailor-made for me. What right do they have to choose a new male lead?"

“Without me, who else can act?”

Even his assistant applauded his shamelessness. This guy is really good at flattering himself.

At first, an investor was attracted by his face and asked him to play the role. In order to avoid criticism, he even went through an audition process.

How could he think that the role was tailor-made for him?

"I'm going to call the director and producer right now and ask them a question."

The assistant rolled his eyes and said, "Don't ask. It's pointless to ask."

Ji Rufeng didn't listen and had already called the director.

As soon as I answered the phone and revealed my identity, the director on the other end started scolding me.

"How dare you call me and ask me why I let someone else play the male lead? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? If someone hadn't chosen you to be the male lead, would I have let you do it?"

"What do you mean by tailor-made? That's just crap in your head, right? No wonder your acting is so bad and your lines are so greasy. You're ugly but you're a playboy, and you're always calling in sick. It turns out that thing the size of a needle tip and the size of your little finger is sick."

"Don't contact me again in the future. I refuse to cooperate with you!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The director spoke so quickly that he didn't give Ji Rufeng any chance to refute.

He was scolded like this, and when he came to his senses, he was furious and his chest heaved up and down.

"What the hell! How dare you scold me! Get the hell out of here!"

After saying that, the moment the assistant was about to pick up the phone, he threw the phone out of the car window.

"My new phone, my six thousand dollars!"

The assistant was heartbroken as he watched his cell phone being crushed to pieces in the traffic.

He couldn't bear it anymore and slapped Ji Rufeng in the face.

"Why did you smash my phone twice? Twice! It's my money, my money!"

"You have to compensate me for my phone and my money!"

Ji Rufeng was also stunned by the slap, and then he was furious. A small assistant was so bold as to hit him in the face.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you hit me!"

As he said this, he was about to fight back.

Who knew that he would be slapped twice by the assistant.

Ji Rufeng was very angry, and the consequence... When his assistant pressed him on the car seat and slapped him until his face was swollen, Ji Rufeng raised his hands in surrender with tears on his face.

"I'll compensate you, I'll compensate you!"

On the third day after the incident, the buzz on Weibo was still there, with fans who had been slept with by Ji Rufeng all clamoring to sue Ji Rufeng, but the company settled the matter one by one with money.

That evening, Ji Rufeng's agency issued an apology, stating that it was the company's failure to properly control its artist, which had led to his corrupting of his artistic ethics. The company therefore terminated the contract with Ji Rufeng and would no longer have any connection with him.

As soon as the statement came out, all the fans fell silent, and only passers-by cheered.

The crew quickly chose a new male lead, also a third-tier actor, whose acting was slightly better than Ji Rufeng's. What pleased the director most was that he didn't take sick leave.

Yan Mofei looked at the continuously growing popularity value, which had now risen to 835 points, and was stunned.

"So, as long as it's something I did myself and someone truly believes in and likes it, I can get it, even if I don't show my face?"

A positive voice came from the system: "Yes, host."

Yan Mofei's eyes lit up and he opened the door to the new century.

It turns out that being a paparazzi behind the scenes makes him more profitable than being a celebrity!

He gave a meaningful smile: "Very good, I understand."