Chengxi Film and Television City.
Today's scenes basically feature Sheng Yuan and Xia Xicheng in the same frame.
Most of the morning had passed, and whenever Jiang Mingxin shouted CUT, Young Master Xia would immediately stare at Sheng Yuan without blinking.
To be precise, he was staring at her head.
He bit his fingernail, over and over again, back and forth, glancing at him again and again, with a complicated expression as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
It wasn't just Xia Xicheng. Since Sheng Yuan came to film this morning, there had been many secret glances like this on the set. Even the usually experienced Director Jiang, who was sitting in front of the small recording screen and looking at Sheng Yuan, had a half-smile on his usually serious face.
Faced with these, the girl was in a very low mood and just let them look at her as they pleased. She didn't care.
During the intermission, she sat on a folding chair in a quiet corner, with a slender figure, a casual and relaxed posture, occasionally flipping through the script.
Very quiet.
But it wasn't long before the peace was broken when the sound of a marimba came from a cell phone nearby.
Sheng Yuan lifted her light and translucent eyelids and took a look. The caller ID showed "Zhang Bai". She raised her finger to pick up the phone.
As expected, the first words from the person on the other end of the phone were -
"Little ancestor!" an enthusiastic male voice.
“…”
"The fan welfare lottery list is out. I'll send it to you on WeChat after I've compiled the list. You can announce it on Weibo now~"
Zhang Bai has learned his lesson now. Whenever there is something important, he has learned not to send WeChat messages to Sheng Yuan because the little girl won't even read them. He can only call her instead.
"Okay, got it."
After saying that, Sheng Yuan was about to hang up the phone.
"Hey, wait a minute—" Zhang Bai obviously had something else to say. After hesitating for a long time, he asked tentatively, "Hey, little ancestor, the 'sports-style celebrity promotion' event on Weibo is about to start in an hour. Are you really not going to participate?"
After all, Zhang Bai still wanted to persuade Sheng Yuan.
After all, the topic of the little ancestor has been very hot recently, so why not strike while the iron is hot? Moreover, this event is not troublesome and you don’t need to be there. You can just set up your phone and start broadcasting within the specified time. As long as the little ancestor chooses to participate, Yichun has also proposed to allocate the majority of the brand traffic resources to her. This is a good opportunity to increase her exposure.
Then, as expected, it was no surprise that -
"No." The girl rejected him cleanly with just one short word.
"Sing, sing, then remember to announce the list on Weibo."
…
At this time, Zhang Bai, who was in the agent's office in a certain entertainment company building, sighed. After hanging up the phone, he looked into the bright and expectant eyes of the head of Yichun's publicity and promotion team.
He shook his head helplessly.
It clearly means, don't flirt with me, this is a no go.
However, the person in charge of Yichun did not feel too disappointed after receiving Sheng Yuan's rejection, let alone disappointed.
After all, the fan welfare lottery that Sheng Yuan held on Weibo in conjunction with their products greatly increased the popularity of their brand's new products.
The original goal of breaking into the upper echelon of sports brands within half a year was achieved in less than two months. All the staff in the new product studio breathed a sigh of relief, and a large part of the credit for this went to Sheng Yuan.
They can’t even pamper this kind of treasure spokesperson enough!
"It's okay, it's okay. Next time, we'll talk about it when we have a chance." In the end, Yichun, the person in charge, comforted Zhang Bai.
Zhang Bai smiled at the man, then lowered his head and muttered softly, "Ah, who made me have such a love-loving little ancestor who neglects his career?"
"If this has anything to do with the young master of the Shi family, don't even wait for me to say anything. I'm afraid the little ancestor will buy a standing ticket to attend the event overnight." He finally understood.
"Oh, I admit it."
Yichun, the person in charge, didn’t hear clearly: “What’s important?”
…
* An hour later, with the latest official announcement on Weibo, the event officially began.
The "Sports Style Celebrity Product Promotion" event held by Weibo this time is a huge hot topic in the eyes of many artists.
This includes Xu Miaoyin.
The new star girl this year who almost signed a contract with Yichun as the C-position spokesperson - Xu Miaoyin.
Originally, she was the first artist Yichun approached, but she was the spokesperson for a new brand of products under his company. Although she had the support of an employer, Xu Miaoyin still looked down on her.
It's similar to the idea that it's tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away.
Therefore, when negotiating the contract, Xu Miaoyin's attitude was always ambiguous. She didn't refuse but she didn't take the initiative either. Yichun had sent the contract to her three days ago, but it was still stuck in the Legal Department. They said it was under review, but in fact they were just being pretentious and hoped that Yichun would give her a more "generous" reward.
But who would have thought that after just a new product promotion conference, the C-position endorsement fell directly on Sheng Yuan. It took less than a day from confirming the contract to the official announcement.
This kind of operation was like a slap in the face to Xu Miaoyin. She was very angry. At first, she was simply unwilling to accept it, but the main reason was that the other party was actually an 18th-tier female artist who was much less famous than herself. It would be fine if she was a big star.
Not long after, Yichun's new brand gained popularity, like a carp leaping over the dragon gate. Even her agent openly and secretly accused her of being "too ignorant" this time.
Xu Miaoyin began to hate Sheng Yuan.
And he secretly made up his mind that sooner or later he would get back on track in this matter.
Anyway, she has two or three sports brand endorsements, so she would naturally not miss this Weibo live broadcast event.
…
Set.
Actor rest area.
Xu Miaoyin placed her mobile phone on the stand. On the medium-sized screen of the fruit phone, a girl's lively and lovely face was reflected.
Her personality in the circle has always been that of a fresh and clean style, with a friendly and gentle personality, and most of her audience are otakus.
Because I announced it half an hour in advance in my dynamics, a large number of fans immediately flocked in when the live broadcast started——
[Here we come, so punctual~]
[Wuhu~Good morning, Yinyin~]
[Oh my god, Yinyin, your live broadcast equipment is so simple, just a mobile phone. The actress in the live broadcast room next to you has a studio full of flash lights, but she is not half as pretty as you. Yinyin is really a natural beauty! Crazy kiss! ]
【Call for Yin Yin! Go for it! Go for it! 】
【……】
"Thank you all for your support, I'm here to thank you~" A girl's sweet voice was heard in the camera, and she made a playful gesture and winked, which aroused the frenzy of the barrage.
Xu Miaoyin glanced at the popularity ranking display in the upper right corner.
In less than thirty minutes, her live broadcast had already reached the top thirty.
She curled her lips proudly.
I felt as if I had proved something to Yichun or someone else, and thought to myself—
Humph, see, she is no worse than Sheng Yuan.
Xu Miaoyin looked at the comments and responded to the fans enthusiastically. Suddenly, she was attracted by one of them——
[Eh? Judging from the background, Yinyin is broadcasting live from the filming location of "Glory Crew", and Sheng Yuan is also there.]
Thanks to YD, book friends, Jiang Xiang, the microphone in Huahua's hand, the emperor, it's Wanwan, waiting for the reward from the baby~ Thanks to Baozi for sending me the monthly ticket~~ Love you~ (End of this chapter)