Not like a good thing
【I, a male celebrity, am rich! 】
Ji Rongyu opened Lu Xinyang's Weibo for the umpteenth time, savoring the strong nervousness revealed in these short three punctuation marks and six large characters. He regretted for the umpteenth time why he didn't stick to it and why he agreed to let this guy play the role of the cold-blooded bodyguard Fu Qianyu, whom he had worked so hard to portray.
Son, it’s all your fault.
But my father is also innocent because of the pressure of life.
If your soul in heaven cannot rest in peace, remember that every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor.
Ji Rongyu rubbed his face vigorously, then plugged in the data cable to charge his mobile phone, lowered his head and continued to pack his luggage.
Ever since the "Trapped in Color" WeChat group was established, the entire crew had been visibly moving at full speed. Production managers, production managers, supervisors, and coordinators were all appointed one after another, and various announcements and arrangements flowed through the group like a stream.
The filming hasn't even started yet, but Ji Rongyu is already dizzy from just the early planning and operation. Although he won't be included in any of these activities, all he has to do is pack himself up and check into the Yuntu Hotel with the crew.
The life producer added him as a friend and sent him his room number a long time ago.
As a screenwriter on the crew, his treatment was pretty good. He had a high floor and a good room, and he was able to move in yesterday.
Although he wanted to stay at home with his grandfather for a few more days, he was embarrassed to waste the crew's money. In addition, Ji Rongyu had overturned all the tens of thousands of words he had just written. He was so frustrated that he simply packed up his things, thinking that changing the environment might help break the bottleneck.
As for Ji Guanghui, he firmly disagreed with hiring a nanny. Ji Rongyu couldn't persuade this old man, so he had to ask Ke Yule to come to the house more often to help when he was free.
After dinner, Ji Rongyu changed into a comfortable sweatshirt and white down jacket, waved goodbye to his grandfather, dragged his suitcase out and took a taxi.
But today seems to be a bit of Mercury retrograde.
When he couldn't get a taxi, he thought there was something wrong with the car.
After getting on the bus, he was stuck in traffic again. He felt that there was something wrong with the road.
It was not until the vigilant security guard stopped him outside the Yuntu Hotel and refused to let him in that Ji Rongyu reluctantly admitted that it seemed that there was something wrong with him.
He forgot that today was the annual ceremony held by Zhuoxing Media, and the organizer was Yuntu Hotel.
Ji Rongyu calmed himself down, held his suitcase tighter in his hand, and turned his head to look around.
In front of him were elegantly dressed women with dazzling brilliance, and behind him were surging crowds and constant cheers and screams. Fans and reporters who couldn't get in were holding up their phones and cameras and taking photos outside. Only he stood out in the crowd, dragging a large box in his hand that was particularly suitable for hiding props or results of illegal riots.
The more I look at it, the less he seems like a good person.
The security guard raised the walkie-talkie in his hand and looked at him with eyes full of eagerness to try.
Time seemed to freeze for a long ten seconds. Under the vigilant gaze of the security guard, Ji Rongyu silently took out his phone and called the Life Producer for help...
…
"Okay, let's get ready to go."
Chang Xue looked up and down at Lu Xinyang, who was about to finish his styling. He was wearing a classic white shirt, a peaked lapel suit and a black long coat. He looked elegant throughout, and the dripping sapphire tassel necklace hanging on his chest was just the right touch of bright color.
Feeling that the chances of winning were very good, the agent nodded with satisfaction: "I'll take you in later. Remember your expression, momentum, and state. Show them all. Also, when you greet people, try to recognize as many as possible. Don't call out to those you can't remember."
She knew Lu Xinyang was prone to face blindness, so she reminded him. Then, without further ado, she walked away briskly in her high heels: "I'll go check the schedule again. Hurry up and follow me. We'll meet at the door."
"I understand, sis."
As Lu Xinyang walked out, he was reluctant to put down his phone. His Weibo had gained dozens of followers recently, but most of them were from the friendly sponsorship of the "Tianse" crew. The remaining few were small accounts registered by Tang Lin using his parents' and grandparents' phones, which were specifically used to like posts and flatter him.
This is the treatment that male stars deserve. Give him more, he loves to watch it.
He scrolled down happily, but accidentally switched back to the homepage and saw the business grid that his ex had just posted half an hour ago.
Seeing that familiar name, Lu Xinyang's tone immediately turned fierce: "Lao Tang! Did you secretly follow that bad woman for me?!"
"It's not me," Tang Lin came over innocently, "I haven't touched your account."
Lu Xinyang clicked on the prettiest photo and angrily stood before Tang Lin. Tang Lin narrowed his eyes and pointed at the small gray text above the Weibo post to prove his innocence: "This is an ad she bought. The algorithm automatically pushed it to you."
"This algorithm is really blind!" Lu Xinyang unskillfully clicked on a series of "dislike", "don't read", and "block" for her.
"Don't worry, when you become a big star, we'll become her rivals, target her, exclude her, and forbid your fans from buying the products she endorses!"
"Of course, I have to," Lu Xinyang raised his chin and said arrogantly, "I'm going to snatch her resources! I'm going to make sure she doesn't have any commercials to shoot!"
Tang Lin nodded vigorously, "That's right! We're going to snatch her..." Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt something was wrong. "Wait a minute, why are we going to snatch her resources? You're going to play the leading lady? You're going to wear the fairy puffy skirt? You're going to endorse high heels with your long flowing hair?"
Lu Xinyang: “…”
Lu Xinyang: “…………”
In the particularly silent silence, Lu Xinyang stared at him without saying a word, and Tang Lin's eyes wandered: "Oh...should I not remind you?"
"Yeah, you just found out," Lu Xinyang put his hands on his hips, "Do I need you to remind me? I was just bragging when I said I was going to steal her resources! But you're already ready to divide the spoils! How come you're even worse than me!"
"I didn't do that. I'm not a bad guy." Tang Lin quickly denied it, but Lu Xinyang had already shouted outside: "Come and help me catch the bad guys!"
He clapped his hands in a camera-ready manner, and the driver waiting outside also cooperated and stepped forward, tucked Tang Lin under his armpit and pulled him up.
Tang Lin kicked his legs twice and wanted to say something to fit the situation, but Lu Xinyang covered his mouth with his hands, excited like a thief: "Hurry up, hurry up, enter the village quietly, and don't shoot!"
After I finished saying it, I realized that this line is not something a male star should recite!
Lu Xinyang continued to cover his mouth with regret while striding forward. Suddenly, he thought that it would be great if Ji Rongyu was here. He would definitely be able to write a line for him that was particularly nice and handsome.
He is so handsome that even if he really wore high heels and a long skirt today, he would definitely stand out from the crowd. A handsome guy is cheating on his wife!
Lu Xinyang rushed to the Yuntu Hotel with this unrealistic fantasy in his heart, and walked the red carpet in a hurry with his coat draped over his shoulders.
Chang Xue was just about to praise his debut performance when she saw him drooping face and holding onto the wall with both hands as soon as he left the live camera. His eyelids fluttered like he was having a cramp, and he fumbled around while taking small, terrified steps forward. "Oh my god! The flash is blinding me. I can't see. I don't dare to move! Sister! Sister, are you still with me?"
Chang Xue: "..."
"Didn't I remind you to practice this?" Chang Xue brought eye drops with her, but she couldn't give them to him for fear of ruining her makeup. "You ignored my advice. If you take a bunch of photos of yourself unable to open your eyes, don't ask me to delete them."
"If you don't want to delete it, then don't. I'll keep it as a souvenir." Lu Xinyang leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, his mouth harder than the wall. "Sister, please walk slower..."
Chang Xue glared at him angrily, and the two of them walked towards the main venue at the slowest pace. Lu Xinyang was nervous and took a long time to relax before slowly coming back to his senses.
"Are you okay?" Chang Xue waved her hand tentatively in front of him.
"It should be fine now. Let me see... Ha!" Lu Xinyang looked around and immediately regained his composure as if he was the best in the world. "I told you that there's no male celebrity here who's more handsome than me! Haha!"
Chang Xue: “…………”
"It's okay, I'm fine. It's just my first day at work, and it's just a few flashes of light. I've completely gotten over it." The heating in the conference room was turned up high. Lu Xinyang tried to open his coat, looking for opportunities to show off his straight waist and straight legs. "Sister, do you think I can be selected as our company's chief judge at the selection meeting later?"
"No, we don't have this project planned," Chang Xue maintained a proper smile, moving her lips slightly. "Don't stand like a peacock spreading its tail feathers! Come on, follow me to the front to recognize the people. Those seniors are very temperamental, so you have to listen carefully to what we say later. Don't offend anyone by mistake, okay?"
"Yeah." Lu Xinyang immediately perked up and followed obediently.
Chang Xue fixed her sight on the three veteran actors chatting and laughing in the distance, and quickly composed a script in her mind.
She had trained an actor with good acting skills before, and that person had studied acting with an old movie star named Song for a period of time, so he could be considered as half a disciple of Teacher Song. Later, she maintained a good relationship with Teacher Song, and she felt that she should have the face to ask him to help take care of Lu Xinyang.
Seeing them approach, Teacher Song looked up. Chang Xue was about to speak with a smile when Lu Xinyang behind her called out happily, "Hey? Hello, Grandpa Song!"
Chang Xue: “?”
"Hello, Xiaolu, you're here too!" Teacher Song walked up and patted him on the shoulder affectionately. Another actor next to him also turned to look at him: "Xiaolu, why didn't you say hello to me first? Do you still remember who I am?"
"And me?"
Lu Xinyang was even happier when he saw them. They were all familiar faces. The tight grip Chang Xue had just tightened on him immediately relaxed, and he smiled sweetly: "Hello, Grandma Zhang! Hello, Grandpa Chen! Why are you all here? Did you miss me and come to see me?"
This series of calls of grandpa and grandma were so clear and crisp that Chang Xue was stunned.
The manager gave his artist a look that demanded an honest explanation. Lu Xinyang whispered, "Sister, if you had told me you were coming to chat with them, I wouldn't have been nervous. My mom invites these grandparents to dinner at home every year, so I'm pretty familiar with them."
He blinked and added, "My dad said that when I was just born, they all gathered around to watch me take a bath with my naked bottom."
Chang Xue: "..."
Okay, he is worthy of being the eldest son of the Lu family. Only a movie star can see his naked butt.
It was at this moment that Chang Xue suddenly recalled a piece of gossip that hadn't been widely circulated. It was said that many years ago, during a period of film slump, the elders of the Lu family had lent a hand to them in their most difficult situation. Thinking about it now, that hand must have been as strong and powerful as a palm-leaf fan...
Lu Xinyang's signing with Zhuoxing had not been widely publicized yet. Today was his first official public appearance, and he demonstrated his huge network of contacts. Chang Xue glanced at most of the venue while holding a glass of champagne, and indeed received many surprised glances.
She took a sip of wine, leaned over to take out her cell phone, and sent a WeChat message to Wen Zhuo: Where are you?
The other side responded quickly: Coming right up.
Chang Xue tapped the screen with her fingertips, and the abacus in her mind was clacking.
In fact, being envied is not a big deal. Although the entertainment industry is in a capital war nowadays and the Lu Group cannot cover everything with one hand, in Zhuoxing's small piece of land, if Lu Xinyang wants to see Calabash Brothers saving his grandfather, no one else can play Snow White.
Therefore, she cares more about what the public thinks than what her peers in the industry think.
Being too high-profile can easily lead to trouble. She wanted to stand in front of Lu Xinyang alone to help him attract more fire.
"Sister Chang," Lu Xinyang's voice drew her attention back, "What show is going on over there? It looks like it's about to start."
Chang Xue looked up and saw that the host had already come on stage with the microphone. She put down her wine glass and apologized to the movie stars, then took Lu Xinyang to the backstage to make preparations.
"Before you go on stage, there will be a live interview to warm up the audience. The questions have been revised over and over again," Chang Xue handed him a slip of paper. "Here's what you need to say. Memorize it quickly. Once the live broadcast begins, the camera will follow you closely, so you must memorize it and don't make any mistakes. Do you understand?"
"No problem, don't worry! My memory is as good as my appearance!" Lu Xinyang straightened his collar proudly, walked through the crowd and came behind the scenes, just in time to see a beautiful big cake that was two meters high being pushed over, and there were several handsome men and beautiful women around it taking photos with the cake.
Lu Xinyang looked down on the crowd with his 185cm height without even adding insoles. His face was calm and composed, and he laughed in his heart: "Sure enough, none of them are as handsome as me!"
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