Chapter 282 Just Think of Lao Xu
Even though Tang Songhe has a big belly and a bald head, Liu Wangxue will never forget that face.
When Tang Songhe saw Liu Wangxue, he just felt that she looked familiar, so he turned around and took another look.
Unexpectedly, Liu Wangxue also turned around to look at him, but he really couldn't remember where he had seen this girl before. So he just treated her as a young person who knew him, gave her a polite smile, and then turned and left.
The boy next to him asked, "Master, who is she?"
Tang Songhe shook his head: "I can't remember."
Liu Wangxue stared at his back as he left for two more seconds. After leaving Shenghai Entertainment, she rarely paid attention to news in the circle because she felt sick when she saw this person's face or heard related information.
At this moment, she was really surprised that the handsome man five years ago had turned into such a fat and bloated person.
Yes, even more disgusting.
I can't watch it anymore, it's going to blind me.
"Wow, screenwriter Tang is really here!" Xiao Qing exclaimed quietly beside Liu Wangxue, "And the little brother next to him is so handsome!"
Liu Wangxue turned around and found that the little girl was a little stunned. He raised his hand and waved in front of her: "Come back to your senses, let's go."
Xiaoqing rubbed her fat face shyly and followed Liu Wangxue. Seeing that she was going in the wrong direction, she quickly pulled her back.
Liu Wangxue thought she was really funny: "Aren't you just in the entertainment industry? You've seen all kinds of handsome men and beautiful women, but you can still be dazzled by a little guy?"
Xiao Qing smiled and said, "It's different. People in the circle are basically packaged, but this guy is an amateur handsome guy! Sister Xuxu, just think about it, if you were walking on the street and suddenly met such a handsome guy, wouldn't your mood become better for the whole day?"
That's right, Liu Wangxue thought. When she had nothing to do on weekends during college, she and Wenxi would just sit down in a shopping mall, park, or street corner and observe the people coming and going around them. One was designing characters, and the other was designing costumes. Occasionally, they would meet some handsome guys and beautiful girls, and the two of them would discuss them with great interest for a while. One wrote the plot, and the other drew the clothes. They really came up with a lot of little stories.
But I didn’t pay much attention to the little brother Liu Wangxue just now, so I used Xu Qingsong’s face as a substitute. Well, I feel much better indeed.
She asked Xiaoqing: "What did you mean when you said 'screenwriter Tang is really here'?"
"There's also a crew filming over there, it's a drama produced by Shenghai Entertainment." Xiao Qing pointed in the opposite direction and said mysteriously, "But they have stopped working for three days. It is said that there is a problem with the script."
"What do you mean?" Liu Wangxue became interested.
The actors had already arrived at the hotel yesterday afternoon. Xiaoqing went out to help Ni Jia buy something and met a little girl about her age on the way. Xiaoqing saw that the girl had fallen on the side of the road and her things were scattered all over the ground, so she helped pick them up and put them away, and even helped the girl up.
The little girl's eyes were filled with tears. When Xiaoqing reached out to help her, she suddenly hugged Xiaoqing and burst into tears.
Passersby looked at her sideways and Xiaoqing was at a loss as to what to do.
"What's wrong with you? Don't cry, let's talk it over nicely!" The little girl hugged him tightly. Xiao Qing used all her strength to pry her arms open but failed. She nervously told passers-by, "I didn't bully her. I really didn't bully her! She was the one who held me tightly and wouldn't let go!"
Xiaoqing had no choice but to let the little girl hold her, thinking, she looked so thin, how could she be so strong. She rummaged through her bag and took out a pack of tissues, wanting the little girl to wipe herself so that she wouldn't get her clothes wet because her clothes would show color when wet, which was particularly ugly.
When she lowered her head, Xiao Qing found a glaring red mark on the girl's exposed neck, and the blood had dried up.
She was so frightened that she thought the little girl had attempted suicide, and she dared not move.
When the crying gradually stopped and the little girl loosened her grip, Xiaoqing picked up the things in one hand and pulled the girl up with the other hand, and took her to sit on a bench at the door of the store next to her.
She didn't know what to say. After she calmed down and thought about it, it probably wasn't suicide. When she was helping the little girl pick up things just now, she found some medicine for treating wounds, so she was probably injured accidentally.
Xiaoqing rummaged through the bag, took out those things, carefully treated the little girl's wound, and put a piece of gauze on it.
The little girl was like a puppet, letting Xiaoqing do whatever she wanted. When Xiaoqing finished, she stared at Xiaoqing, blinked, and looked like she was about to burst into tears again.
Xiaoqing took the initiative and grabbed her hand: "You, did something happen to you?"
The little girl's tears welled up again, falling down like beads from a broken string.
Xiaoqing held her hand and wiped her tears with a tissue.
After a while, the tears finally stopped. The little girl sniffed and cried, "You are so nice. I haven't met a nice person like you for a long time..."
She was about to cry again, and Xiaoqing had to comfort her repeatedly until she calmed down.
I thought we were just casual acquaintances, but when we were about to leave, I realized that we were going to the same destination. After talking to each other, I learned that we both had the same job, both were artist assistants.
The girl's name is Linzhi. She tentatively asked Xiaoqing: "Is your artist good to you?"
Speaking of this, Xiao Qing became even more talkative. She began to talk about Ni Jia's advantages and how good he was to her and others. Lin Zhi was extremely envious.
This morning, Xiaoqing came out and met Linzhi again. She was sitting by a flower bed wiping her tears.
Although Xiaoqing didn't know what had happened to her, she still went over to comfort her.
This time Linzhi couldn't keep it to herself and told Xiaoqing everything.
It turned out that the artist she followed had a bad temper and was a bit violent. Lin Zhi was a fan, and when she saw the studio was recruiting assistants, she submitted her resume and was excited for several days after she was hired.
When she really came, she understood why her brother always changed assistants.
When she was a fan, she felt sorry for her brother along with other big fans and scolded several assistants. When this job really fell on her, she realized that it was not a human job at all.
The "brother" would get angry at her whenever he was not satisfied, and he always enjoyed torturing people.
Asking her to kneel down to put on socks and shoes was nothing. He forced her to shave her head when he had to shave his head for filming. He pushed her into the water to test the water temperature before filming a drowning scene in the middle of winter. He forced her to drink ice water during her menstrual period. He slapped her in the face when she got mad at him on the set...
Yesterday, she was photographed throwing cigarette butts around. After seeing the comments from netizens, she became angry and picked up a glass and threw it in front of Linzhi. Although Linzhi dodged, the broken glass happened to fly past her neck.
She was almost slit in the throat, and her "brother" smiled and said, "Why didn't you die?"
Lin Zhi, who was devastated, had to go out to buy cigarettes for him.
I met Xiaoqing and chatted with her for a while. In the end, I went back late. As a result, the "brother" checked out of her room and made her sleep in the corridor for the night.
Lin Zhi felt like she couldn't hold on any longer. No one from the studio helped her, and even less from the crew. She couldn't tell her family and friends about these things.
She wanted to resign, but her agent asked her to read the contract first. Unexpectedly, those terms that tricked her into showing loyalty turned into shackles that tightly bound her.
Yesterday afternoon she fell on the side of the road because she was in a trance and wanted to rush into the traffic to end it all, but was stopped by a passerby.
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