The bumpy ride almost cost Chen Yun half his life.
Wrap your head and act like a dead fish.
Zhou Wang couldn't bear it anymore and asked the master to open all the windows.
After going through eighty-one difficulties, Chen Yun finally arrived at his destination and got off the car with a shaky step.
There was no movement behind him, so Shen Yun turned around.
The lights in the car dimmed, and the night seemed a little lonely. Seeing that the person didn't move to get out of the car, he knew that he would not stay overnight at Shen's house, so he smiled and waved goodbye.
The black car turned around and rushed into the night.
When I got home, except for a few aunts, the Shen couple were not at home.
There was no sound in the huge villa, and Chen Yun hurried back to his bedroom.
Nothing gained today.
It cannot be said that she knows nothing at all. At least she knows Jiang Huaian's secret, even though he also doubts herself. As long as she doesn't say it, no one will know.
She would find a time to get some information out of the original body and find out what had happened to her that forced her to jump off the building in despair.
the next day.
Tiantian Entertainment Company.
In the office with floor-to-ceiling windows, a set of tea sets is exquisite, elegant and retro in style, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of tea.
The two sat face to face, staring at each other.
Zhao Donglai cleared his throat, his face showing admiration, which he didn't express out loud. He had never expected that his new young artist was so amazing, and the trending searches, both negative and positive, were on the list one after another.
The traffic is under strict control.
Think about the artists in his company. They usually don’t make any noise, and if they do, it’s all negative news. Their positive image and hot searches are all caused by destroying them. They don’t know how to save money for him at all.
"Xiao Shen~" he sighed.
"Brother Zhao~" Chen Yun was no less impressive.
Zhao Donglai's scalp tingled, and he reached out to push the tea closer to her. "Taste the tea, this is a good thing I just got. I wouldn't be willing to give it to others."
Chen Yun smiled, picked up the cup and drank it down without hesitation, playing with the cup in his hand, "I'm a vulgar person, I don't know what is good and what is bad. I can't help it, I'm just honest, unlike Brother Xiao Zhao, who is secretive about things."
This is hard to respond to.
Zhao Donglai smiled but secretly complained in his heart. He was really caught in a dilemma and it was difficult to be the middleman.
When he first received the message that Zhou Wang wanted to send him an artist, he went to pick her up in person, wanting to see with his own eyes what she looked like. Who would have thought that the artist, who looked well-behaved and easy to control, was actually a rose with thorns.
From the classic quote of her artist: the sponsor is a dog, he knew that this girl was not to be messed with.
Don't force a conversation if it's too late. Only by diverting attention in time can good communication be maintained.
He uttered an "Ah," his voice slightly agitated. "Our company has been doing well lately, and we've found a few good scripts. Are you interested in trying a short play?"
Zhao Donglai, who was well prepared, placed the script neatly under her nose.
Chen Yun didn't come here to cause trouble. She had let Zhou Wang, the big head, go, let alone him.
She placed the teacup gently on the table and curiously flipped through the topmost book. After a closer look, she murmured, "I've traveled through time and space to become the male protagonist's mother's future sister-in-law who hasn't even married yet?"
Chen Yun was silent for a moment, trying to figure out the relationship, and was almost confused by this stupid name.
He opened another book, "My father doesn't love me, my mother doesn't care about me, I help my grandfather sell tea in the mountains."
Then comes the next book, "The Broken Him, the Happy Zan, the Loveless Male Protagonist and the Virgin Her!"
"I throw the stone and you throw the knife, rock-paper-scissors, hammer-crack."
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Chen Yun flipped through several so-called good scripts in succession, and glanced at Zhao Donglai who was eagerly waiting with an indescribable expression on his face.
Choose your words carefully. "Your script doesn't look serious, does it?"
Whose serious script would be named like this? It’s not convenient to say the name.
As if speaking to Zhao Donglai's inner heart, he slammed his hand on the table and spoke passionately, "The trend now is not serious. Seriousness does not suit the current situation of young people."
"Although these are short plays, they're small-budget, stress-relieving, and quick to produce. They don't require any acting skills; the main thing is exaggeration!"
"The plot can be nonsensical, but it must be engaging."
Zhao Donglai gushed, "Based on my observations and reviews of short plays these days, I think it's a good idea to enter this industry."
"I haven't shown them any of these scripts. I've left them for you. Come, pick one. No need to hire a production team. I'll personally direct it for you."
As the saying goes, an agent who doesn’t want to be a director is not a good leader.
The short drama industry has huge profits, small investment and big returns, saving you time, effort and money.
Chen Yun has no taste for acting and no experience but a bad temper. He is really not suitable to be in the acting circle and overthrow others.
After thinking it over again and again, Shen Yun reluctantly agreed.
The boss gives her special treatment, what can she say? Even if it is a poop, she has to smell it twice.
Zhao Donglai put his heart back in his stomach, fearing that this girl would be unhappy and quit, and said cheerfully, "Okay, you pick the script."
Chen Yun glanced at the title of the script with pain in his eyes, his eyebrows twitching. It was not because he disliked the small production team, but just looking at the name, he inexplicably felt a little ashamed in his heart.
Zhao Donglai didn't rush him. He picked up his phone and sent a message, discussing the next step in the script. "Today, half an hour before you arrived, I just signed a contract with an amateur. He's a good-looking guy. I'll let him play the male lead for you. I'll have him come over to show you."
Although Chen Yun was not optimistic about the script, Zhao Donglai had a backup candidate for the male lead.
These scripts are like batches of leeks, all looking pretty much the same. It's hard to pick out the tallest among the short ones. Chen Yun was just about to pull one out when Yu Guang saw one of the ones he had flipped through at the beginning.
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