Chapter 55

Yi Ming picked up the biscuits and rushed out. Yu Wen was a little embarrassed. He was very familiar with eating melons, but this was the crew he would be working for in the future, and...

Yu Wen turned his head and met the eyes of Feng Chengzhou, who was sitting there without reacting, and smiled obediently.

And.

The producer is still there.

"Mr. Feng, do you want to go and see? There are media outside." Yu Wen reminded him.

Feng Chengzhou finally realized what Yi Ming's excited scream just now meant. The female lead was so excited, so the media outside would definitely eat the door? Once the news spread, this new drama, which had not even selected the actors, would have an adverse impact.

The prince stood up and nodded politely to several producers in the room, "I'll go and take a look."

It is common for directors and screenwriters to have different opinions on the set, but arguing in front of the media is a bit like exposing the family shame. Feng Chengzhou has worked with Director Miao before, and he has the impression that the latter is an organized person. A little reminder should stop arguing.

... No way.

Feng Chengzhou just opened the door and a stack of scripts came towards him, slapping him on the right cheek steadily and fiercely, like a loud slap.

Yi Ming, who was peeking in through the window, witnessed this scene impartially, and leaned against the wall with his feet, not daring to say a word.

... Oh my God.

She laughed out loud, she would not be fired from the crew.

The media gathered at the door also witnessed this scene. No one spoke for a while. Everyone's face was pretending to be calm and a forced smile.

The camera that had been turned on honestly recorded these scenes.

Director Miao had his back to the door and didn't pay attention to the movement here. He was still talking nonsense, "We have enough time reserved. We can just work overtime. Later, let President Feng give us a red envelope. Everyone knows President Feng. His nickname is the money-spending boy in the entertainment industry..."

Yu Wen walked to Yi Ming's side and planned to watch the excitement from the window. When he heard this, he turned around and wanted to go back to the house.

Can't eat it, can't eat it, the spinning melon, the melon hit him.

Yi Ming grabbed his arm, gave him a puzzled expression, and nodded his chin inside, meaning: Don't leave, there must be more excitement to watch.

Yu Wen had no choice but to stay where he was, carefully pricked up his ears, ready to run away if the melon spread to him.

"..." Feng Chengzhou's expression was very colorful, which could probably be expressed as "I treat you as a business partner, and you treat me as an ATM", with a bit of disbelief and heartache.

When he walked in, the media at the door took a step forward tacitly, and aimed their long guns and short cannons at the house.

Director Miao was still speaking, completely ignoring the reminders from the screenwriters. "...Really, I'm serious. Mr. Feng is very easy to deceive. As long as the third version can be released within a week, I, Miao, swear that all the money I cheated from the Crown Prince will be used as bonuses for you. I will keep my word--"

He waved his hand, and he didn't know what he waved, but it felt like human skin and the sound was very loud.

"Pah--"

"Oh my god, what the hell."

Feng Chengzhou was in Mercury retrograde today. After being hit in the face by the script, he was hit by Miao Yifei for no reason.

This time it was unexpected, and the Crown Prince couldn't help but turn around, like a fluttering butterfly, covering his face and leaning against the wall fragilely.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha——"

Yi Ming and Yu Wen, who were holding onto the window, burst into laughter at the same time. Yi Ming laughed so hard that tears were about to come out, and pointed inside, "Hahahaha, look, he's spinning in circles..."

Yu Wen: "Goose goose goose goose goose, so beautiful..."

After laughing for a while, the surroundings became a little quiet.

Yi Ming realized what was going on and stopped laughing. He glanced over and found that the media friends were all looking at them. He looked inside and met the eyes of the Crown Prince.

She straightened her mouth and said seriously, "Xiao Yu, I just heard a laugh, was it yours?"

Yu Wen said in a more serious tone than her, "Impossible, Yu Wen doesn't like to laugh by nature."

Yi Ming said, "It's really strange, I don't know who is so ignorant of the signs."

Yu Wen nodded and said, "Really, we were almost misunderstood."

Miao Yifei was stunned by the two-person show, and then he came back to his senses, looked at Feng Chengzhou, and said awkwardly, "Boss Feng... when did you come?"

Feng Chengzhou stood up straight, didn't answer, and winked at the secretary standing outside. The secretary immediately understood and politely ordered several media to leave.

The long guns and short cannons were finally withdrawn, and the reporters left reluctantly.

Yu Wen quickly retracted his head, not letting Feng Chengzhou notice his presence. Yi Ming was a little slow, squatted down and gave him a thumbs up: My disciple is really experienced.

Yu Wen waved his hands modestly, indicating that it was a routine operation and there was no need to exaggerate.

When the voices came from the room again, the two quietly climbed onto the windowsill and stuck out their heads.

Scripts were scattered all over the floor. Feng Chengzhou raised his eyebrows in pain and said helplessly, "Director Miao, what are you guys arguing about?"

As soon as he asked, the scriptwriting team immediately started complaining as if they had found a backer: "Boss Feng! Old Miao wants to change the script!"

"He also asked us to work overtime!"

"He actually wants us to come up with a third version within a week. He's simply crazy--"

Someone was shocked and said, "He also wants to cheat you out of money!"

Feng Chengzhou: "..."

Yu Wen outside the window thought, I know this, you should have told me earlier, I'll teach you.

Yi Ming watched with great interest, took out his own collection of snacks from his pocket, gave half of them to Yu Wen, and told him, "If you eat my snacks, you are mine. Don't tell the agent that I ate them secretly."

Yu Wen frowned and nodded seriously.

After eating two small cookies, he looked around the room and asked quietly, "Second Master, are they arguing about my role?"

Yi Ming munched on pickled peppered chicken feet and said vaguely, "Probably... Don't worry, Director Miao will win the argument. He has never lost an argument on the set."

Miao Yifei appears to be a cheerful and somewhat sloppy middle-aged man who always gives people the illusion of being good-tempered, but he is actually extremely stubborn and no one can convince him once he makes a decision.

Feng Chengzhou obviously knew Director Miao's temper, and said, "Hui Teng Group unconditionally supports your idea. As long as the third version of the script can be released as soon as possible, the bonus is not a problem..."

The screenwriters complained, "Mr. Feng! Our lives are also lives!"

After a few words, both sides started shouting again. Director Miao stood on the table and said with the momentum of commanding the world, "I say change and I change! In this crew, I am the king - hey, don't pull my pants -"

Seven or eight adults wrestled in a ball, some pulled his pants; some shook Director Miao's shoulders, trying to shake the water out of his head; and there was another one whose mental state was worrying, with a bloody mouth wide open, intending to eat Director Miao alive -

Yu Wen and Yi Ming watched with great interest outside the window.

Yi Ming said, "Xiao Yu, no wonder everyone calls you the King of Melon. Being friends with you is such a good life."

Yu Wen said humbly, "It's a small scene, a small scene."

He had witnessed the live broadcast of the prince's coming out, so a group fight was nothing.

The script was scattered all over the floor, and the room was a mess. Feng Chengzhou was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and he was a little reluctant to participate. After thinking for a long time, he took off his suit jacket and tried to appease both parties, "Director Miao, everyone... if you have anything to say, sit down and talk it out. Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem. Give me a favor, so that the bonus will be doubled--"

He hadn't said the sentence "the bonus will be tripled" yet, and a foot flew from nowhere and hit him in the chest.

Feng Chengzhou was a half beat slower, and slowly lowered his head, and saw an eye-catching footprint on his white shirt.

A prince passed away quietly.

Outside the window, Yu Wen and Yi Ming laughed silently, and the latter decisively took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "Take a picture, take a picture, and share it with my little sisters later..."

Feng Chengzhou was tired and exhausted. He sat against the wall, his hands folded across his chest, silently watching the chaos in front of him.

Suddenly, a flash of white light in the residual light attracted his attention. He looked over and saw two heads staring at the window, one of them holding a mobile phone.

The two of them had not yet suppressed the smiles of interest on their lips.

"...Second Master." The sudden eye contact made Yu Wen dare not move. He looked straight ahead and pretended to be calm. "Feng Chengzhou seems to have discovered us. Did you leave the flashlight on?"

Yi Ming did not dare to move either. He was silent for a long time and replied, "Yeah."

Yu Wen: "..."

Yi Ming: "Disciple, according to your experience, what should we do now?"

Yu Wen said decisively, "Retreat."

You can only eat melons secretly. If you eat in front of others, things will become very embarrassing.

Yu Wen slid down from the windowsill, bent over, tiptoed, and ran away along the wall.

Feng Chengzhou opened the door and saw a man and a woman, one in front and one behind, quietly walking forward like thieves, with the same posture and frequency. The picture was particularly funny.

"...Yu Wen, Yi Ming."

Yu Wen turned his head subconsciously, and at a glance saw the big footprint on the prince's chest. He immediately turned his face away, afraid that he would laugh if he looked at it any longer.

Yi Ming: "Pfft——"

He held back, but his master couldn't.

Feng Chengzhou: "...Is it funny?"

"Oh my God, Mr. Feng, why are you here?" At the critical moment, Yu Wen had an idea. He was three parts confused, three parts asking, and four parts surprised when he asked: "We came out to find a toilet, and we were worried that we couldn't find it, but we met you. It seems that this is God's favor to us. I always admire Mr. Feng's young and successful in my heart. Maybe the Bodhisattva heard my voice and made this destined encounter..."

Feng Chengzhou: "..."

"Boss Feng, are you willing to tell us where the restroom is?"

Feng Chengzhou: "I don't know where it is either."

Yu Wen: "Oh, that's such a pity. It seems that I haven't praised Boss Feng enough. Fate brought us together, but it didn't write the same ending for us..."

Feng Chengzhou finally closed his eyes and said, "I won't ask, and you don't say it either."

He felt that if he dared to question, this chatterbox could write an essay.

Yu Wen and Yi Ming were pardoned and got away with it.

In the evening, a Weibo post titled "Surprise! Casting dispute in the crew of "Moon Harbor", Prince Huiteng was slapped!" became a hot search.

When seeing this trending search, Yu Wen was chatting with Xie Jialin about the funny incident of the crew fighting during the day. The uncle listened with great interest and even searched for him online. He then learned that he also had a nickname, the Melon King.

The uncle asked, "What does Melon King mean?"

Yu Wen answered immediately, "It means that people on the Internet respect me very much and regard me as a king."

Xie Jialin looked at his proud little expression and was overjoyed, "Okay, whatever you say is right." Yu Wen

scrolled through Weibo for a while and saw this trending search.

The media and marketing accounts are basic operations to catch wind and shadow and cut off the beginning and the end. The previous synopsis that was not explosive enough was ignored. The hot search only said that the crew of "Moon Harbor" was not harmonious and had a fight with the producer on the spot, and it was accompanied by a GIF of Feng Chengzhou being slapped in the face by the script and Director Miao respectively.

Yu Wen thought to himself how presumptuous it was, the GIF of the Crown Prince being beaten was played on a loop in front of tens of thousands of netizens, how could he live his life in the future.

Then he moved his fingers, saved the GIF honestly, and forwarded it to Yi Ming.

The Second Master replied him with a bunch of hahaha emoticons.

Ten minutes later, the trend of the hot search was a bit wrong. It changed from "what a hellish joke" that netizens were watching for fun to "it's bloody before filming even started, is "Moon Harbor" really worth looking forward to?" There was

a long list of conspiracy theories below, and some people even suspected that the director and the producer had some financial conflicts, and it was difficult to say it directly, so they used the quarrel to vent.

Yu Wen scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable, so he switched to a private account and replied: [It's not that complicated. It was the director and screenwriter who were arguing. President Feng went to mediate and was accidentally injured.]

Someone replied: [Why did the director and screenwriter quarrel?]

Yu Wen: [It's normal for the director and screenwriter to have different opinions. Without diverse views and opinions, how can there be a wonderful script?]

The person said: [...How do you know so much?]

Yu Wen scratched his hair again and said honestly: [I was at the scene.]

He boasted that his answer was very comprehensive, but he never thought that after a while, this comment was pushed up, and netizens said: [Such a familiar sentence, seeing the ID, it makes sense. 】【Who is so arrogant? Yu Wen, that's normal. 】【Hahahaha, I'm fucking laughing to death, the king of melons is here again... 】【If you had said it earlier, I would have asked you directly. 】

Yu Wen's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't understand how everyone figured out his identity. He quickly read his own comments several times and felt that there was no problem. Until he went back to the backstage and saw, oh no, the account switch didn't work.

He replied with a big account.

Xie Jialin was washing fruits in the kitchen when Yu Wen suddenly ran in, looking particularly depressed and crying. He said aggrievedly, "Uncle, I want to immigrate."

Xie Jialin was confused and said, "...where to?"

Yu Wen: "Outside the solar system."

Xie Jialin: "..."

He can't stay in this solar system for even a day!

The public opinion of Huiteng Group was a little slow today because Bian Ce was on a business trip and left Vice President Bian. Who still pays attention to President Feng's Internet reputation? Who still treats President Feng as a child?

After being on the hot search for three hours, Feng Chengzhou slowly came out to clarify.

Feng Chengzhou: [I was hit not only twice? I was kicked. 】【Attached picture.jpg】

The attached picture is the one that Yi Ming secretly took outside the window. In the picture, seven or eight adults are pushing and shoving together. Feng Chengzhou is sitting in the corner with his arms around his chest, looking indifferent to life and death.

There is also a conspicuous big footprint on the chest of his white shirt.

Netizens burst out laughing.

"God Jin, you guys made me laugh for no reason."

"If I had known you were so funny, I would have saved it for the Spring Festival Gala."

"Give me, President Feng, some captions! This picture is dry and a bit choking. It doesn't match the temperament of President Feng."

"Tired, exhausted.jpg Is that so?" "

How dare you! How dare you make our Prince Huiteng into an emoticon! Where is the morality, where is the integrity, where is everything else!"

Yi Ming laughed his ass off and crawled all over the floor under President Feng's Weibo post.

Ten minutes passed.

Yi Ming: [Fuck, I forgot to change my account.]

Seeing her laughing so happily, Yu Wen thought this was part of her and Feng Chengzhou's plan, and almost laughed too. Fortunately, he restrained himself.

... Mainly because netizens were using some messy gossip to look for him all over the world, asking if he was at the scene, and he didn't dare to show up for the time being.

President Feng came out to clarify in person, and Huiteng also responded. In less than half an hour, the trending search was removed. Netizens are still talking about it with relish, which is fine. As long as it is not negative news, it is all heat that can be used.

Yu Wen checked the private messages in the backstage, and it was jammed. He randomly clicked on one of them and it was asking if he was at the scene? He quickly turned off his phone, and he was still scared.

It was scary, scary, I almost became an Internet connection of netizens.

Fortunately, he hid quickly.

Just as he turned off his phone, Xie Jialin said at the door: "Puchi Puchi, Xiao Yu, the silent one is back, hurry upstairs and wait for my signal before you show up!"

Yu Wen was happy, very good, very good, now it was his turn to play with others.

He ran upstairs lightly in a few steps, and did not forget to lean on the railing to remind, "Uncle, don't forget the code--"

The uncle gave him an OK gesture.

The code was "Show up, beautiful, generous and kind you!" Although he didn't understand the uncle's psychological activity when he set the code, Yu Wen felt that he could barely be associated with beauty, generosity and kindness, so he gladly accepted it.

He hid in the corner of the second floor, waiting for Xie Heyu to enter the house with great joy.

The atmosphere in the house is a little strange today - Xie Heyu noticed this as soon as he entered the house.

Xie Jialin sat on the sofa, his expression heavy, his shoulders slightly hunched, as if he had aged ten years overnight.

The light in the living room was a little dim. After Xie Heyu changed his shoes, he said, "Why don't you turn on the light--"

"Xiao Xie, our family is bankrupt."

"..."

On the second floor, Yu Wen covered his lips in shock, thinking that the uncle was playing too big.

What if Teacher Xie really believed it?

After pausing for a moment by the switch, Xie Heyu turned on the light and walked over without any expression.

"Normal." He put down his bag, poured himself some water, and said calmly, "Our family often goes bankrupt."

Xie Jialin: "...Huh?"

"This rhetoric has been used by my aunts before, plus my eldest aunt and my youngest aunt...our family has gone bankrupt ten times in total." Xie Heyu took a sip of water and said calmly, "This is the eleventh time."