Chapter 2 Chapter 2 "What's my name? Brother."...
Mingle's eyes were sparkling, his lips were curved in a smile, and shallow dimples appeared on his cheeks. He looked very cute.
Lou Ye glanced around casually and still managed to smile, it seemed that he was not hurt by the fall.
However, can offline support also choose the wrong person?
With his almost non-existent popularity, it is impossible for fans to pick him up at the airport, and the company is unlikely to find someone to support him.
Even if I find one, this unreliable minor in front of me...
Employing child labor?
It turns out that cheap things are not good.
Lou Ye has handsome and aggressive facial features. He is also tall, and his height of 192 cm stands out even in the entertainment industry. So when he looks at people, people feel like they are being looked down upon and feel oppressed.
His narrow eyelids drooped slightly, and his aura was cold, making him seem difficult to approach.
Ming Le was originally very excited, and felt the excitement of Gao Pengxuan and others in chasing stars. Now he is a little timid, but this does not affect his strong obsession with looks at all: "Brother, please give me an autograph." He held up the pen with both hands like a kitten bowing, and his bright black eyes were shining.
Lou Ye's fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints. His fingertips touched the pen. The cold white hand and the black pen, the colors clashing and compatible, perfectly satisfied the XP of some people with hand control.
Mingle is it.
He shamefully felt that he wasn't simply obsessed with hands, legs, or faces. He was more likely to be purely lustful, regardless of gender.
Lou Ye twitched his thin lips and asked jokingly, "What's my name? Brother."
He glanced towards the jammed airport and saw a guy with an afro. That should be the person the kid in front of him was cheering for.
When Ming Le heard the word "brother" spoken in his magnetic voice, he felt a little embarrassed for some reason. He quietly hid the banners and posters in his hands behind his back.
Ming Le felt a little embarrassed at being seen, and touched his nose guiltily.
"Hey, Xiaolou, how long have you been here? There are a lot of things going on in the company, and none of those young artists give me peace of mind." A middle-aged man wearing a yellow and white striped shirt, a belt, and two layers of fat on his waist, looking a little bloated, came over hurriedly.
Little artist?
It seems that this person is really a star in the entertainment industry. He said that with this figure and appearance, it would be a pity if she didn't become a star.
But it should be a vague one.
Mingle stood nearby and even felt tired of standing. He was ready to squat down and listen, with no intention of leaving.
Lou Ye didn't care, and the middle-aged man who had just arrived didn't notice him.
Lou Ye: "It's okay, I just arrived."
"You're a sensible kid. When we get back to the company, I'll have the HR department assign you an assistant. There'll also be someone to take care of your luggage."
Lou Ye raised his lips slightly, "No need, Brother Zhang. With my current workload, I don't need an assistant."
"Oh, you don't have to push it. There's a huge fight going on to hire an assistant with a monthly salary of two to three thousand. Hiring a college student and giving him an internship stamp is free, and it's easy to use."
"Just wait, I'll arrange it for you when I get back." Zhang Cailiang laughed to himself.
Lou Ye had a blank expression on his face.
He signed a two-year contract with the company, but apart from playing supporting roles in the crew, he never got any good roles. Many times, he had to go to the crew to fight for them, and the company never took any responsibility.
At the beginning, the company was very optimistic about him, but later they felt that he was neither capable nor easy to discipline, so they began to let him go, and finally completely ignored him.
Today, his agent was a little too enthusiastic...
"Do you understand everything my brother told you?"
Lou Ye: “Yeah.”
Mingle was still squatting on the ground like a mushroom. When he heard them say they were leaving, he quickly stood up and said, "Don't go, brother! You haven't signed for me yet!"
Is this kid not done yet?
As soon as he spoke, Zhang Cailiang, who had just glanced away, noticed him. After seeing Ming Le's face clearly, his squinting eyes opened.
"This kid has a pretty good foundation. He looks even more talented than those popular young stars in the circle now." He looked at her openly, "Do you have any plans to enter the entertainment industry? We are an experienced and established company with many well-known artists under our management."
Ming Le shook his head. He had no interest in being an entertainer. His eyes never left the tall, sullen man beside him.
A dark face?
Who is Zhang Cailiang? Their company is considered to be one of the best in the domestic entertainment industry. Although he brags and has never produced any first- or second-tier artists, it does not affect his status as a shrewd person who can deceive people.
He immediately understood: "You're a fan of our Lou Ye, right? Isn't he handsome? As long as he signs with our company, not to mention autographs, you can even meet him every day."
Zhang Cailiang thought to himself, with this kid's looks and clean temperament, as long as he is obedient and can accept training, getting angry won't be a problem.
By then, his fortune will also rise with the tide.
Not everyone is as stubborn and stubborn as Lou Ye. If you don't take advantage of your natural advantages, you are simply a hopeless person!
"Brother Zhang, this child is not yet an adult." Lou Ye reminded in a cold voice, and glanced at Ming Le lightly.
At first glance, he is a little brat who was spoiled and raised in a protected greenhouse at home. He has never seen the darkness and filth of the entertainment industry and is incredibly stupid.
Mingle is not a fool. He sensitively feels that this person is unhappy?
Lou Ye, his name is Lou Ye, is this his name?
It sounds pretty good.
"What's there to be afraid of for minors? As long as their families agree to sign the contract, it will be easier to educate them from a young age." Zhang Cailiang took out a business card from the black leather bag under his arm and handed it to Mingle.
Ming Le glanced at Lou Ye and carefully took the thin card in his hand. On it was the name of their company and the agent's name and contact information.
The wheels of the trolley suitcase in Lou Ye's hand made a crackling sound. It was obvious that his patience had run out. He turned and left without even saying hello to his agent.
"Brother Lou Ye, wait for me to contact you!" This guy has a bad temper, but even when he ignores people, he looks very handsome!
Ming Le thought to himself, his vision is really amazing! He caught a top-notch celebrity on his first try!
Lou Ye: ...
Seeing that the main person had left, Zhang Cailiang didn't care about You Mingle and hurriedly followed.
Ming Le held the business card in his hand and typed into the chat page with his uncle: "Uncle, I have a favor to ask of you!"
Mingle was in a good mood this time, and no longer blamed Gao Pengxuan for bringing him here to suffer in such hot weather.
[Actually, being a fan is pretty cool, hehe.]
Gao Pengxuan: ???
Mingle didn't reply to him.
He felt that although Lou Ye was an obscure person, he was more handsome than the popular star they had just supported who looked like a walking human popcorn. There was simply no comparison.
However, Mingle did not say this out loud, for fear of being scolded to death by Gao Pengxuan.
Starting today, he will pursue Lou Ye! This person will definitely become famous.
Even if he is not popular, I have a way to make him popular!
Mingle made plans and called his family driver to pick him up.
…
Lou Ye did not go back to the company directly. After talking with his agent, they parted ways unpleasantly and then returned to his rental house.
He sorted out the several scripts he currently had, all of which were supporting roles in low-cost web dramas, but this was also the best resource he could access at the moment.
Although he didn't have many scenes, he still read the script several times to understand the main line and context of the whole story, so that he could better interpret the role.
This is the most basic professional quality as an actor.
"Ding ding ding..." The cell phone rang, sounding a bit harsh in the cramped rental room.
After looking at the caller ID, Lou Ye closed the script and swiped his finger to answer the call.
"Hello, Mom."
"Xiao Ye, when are you free to come home?"
Lou Ye got up from the sofa, walked to the window, opened the old small window, and let the fresh air into the room.
"Let's finish the filming now, maybe next month if possible."
There was a noticeable pause of more than ten seconds on the phone before he began to advise earnestly, "What's so good about being an actor? You're so far away from home. Your dad's been out for three or four years, and you haven't spent much time at home."
Lou's mother didn't know whether her son had suffered psychological trauma because his father was imprisoned for manslaughter when he was a child, which led to his indifferent attitude towards family and blood ties and his cold personality.
"Even though you can't take the civil service exam because of your father, you're a graduate of a prestigious university and you can still find a stable job when you return home. You don't have to be an actor."
...Lou Ye was silent.
"Don't blame your dad, he's always been good-tempered. What parent can hold back their temper after something like that?"
Lou Ye felt a little headache: "Mom, I never blamed Dad. What did he do wrong? Who am I to blame him?"
Moreover, he has no obsession to go home and get a job within the system. These are what his parents hope for.
Lou Ye's parents are both teachers with stable jobs. When Lou Ye was in elementary school, his homeroom teacher was an abnormal person who liked to tease and bully young and pretty boys.
At that time, little Louye had excellent grades and was good-looking, so their class teacher had bad intentions and called Louye to the staff dormitory.
Lou Ye's father happened to be looking for the class teacher for something and ran into them. When he arrived, the child's shirt was torn, revealing his bare chest.
Xiao Louye was obviously frightened and huddled in the corner of the bed, shivering.
The person was rescued, but Lou's father accidentally killed their class teacher in a fit of rage. He lost his stable job and was sentenced to seven years.
That was the first time Lou Ye realized that his gentle father could be so angry.
To be honest, it was his fault. He felt sorry for his father.
Lou's mother talked a lot. After she finished talking about her sister Lou Xi who was taking the college entrance examination this year, her academic performance was not a cause for concern, but she asked Lou Ye to take some time to show his concern for her, so that she would not be like some other children who suffered from depression and committed suicide due to the great psychological pressure.
…
"I know, Mom."
The call lasted for almost an hour, with Lou Ye agreeing from time to time. There were several pots of green plants planted on the windowsill. He poked a small pot of half-dead succulents with his index finger.
“Pah.”
The rhizome is broken.
“…”
After the phone call, Lou Ye felt even more tired than when he was filming. He glanced at the time on the screen and it was 21:30.
Lou Ye walked over and put his phone on the table in the living room. There was still some instant noodle box left on it, which was enough to show how rough this person's daily life was.
He picked up the trash and went into the bathroom.
A thin layer of mist slowly formed on the glass door of the bathroom. Even though I couldn't see clearly, I could tell that the man in the shower was tall and had long legs, and had a great body.
Lou Ye took a shower very quickly and came out in just over ten minutes.
He was wearing a black bathrobe with the front open, his Adam's apple was like a peak rising from the ground, abrupt and sexy, and his strong chest was clearly visible.
The phone was buzzing and vibrating, and the screen kept lighting up because of the incoming message. Lou Ye picked it up and saw a drop of water on the tip of his hair dripping and spreading on the screen.
He frowned. A reminder for a stranger to add a friend?
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