Fang Qiao is a rare young actor, so the director said.
Everyone in the crew looked at each other, apparently just as confused as Fang Qiao.
But no matter what, Fang Qiao's job was saved, and he was able to continue to perform the scenes for the next few days. And unexpectedly, no matter how much Han Jiayue blew his beard and stared at him when he saw him, he didn't make things difficult for him again.
Fang Qiao guessed that Lu Yanzhou probably took care of it.
At first, he thought he would be abandoned by the benefactor, but he didn't expect to get the protection of the benefactor instead. It's really a man's mind, don't guess.
Fang Qiao felt that he should make a phone call to express his gratitude, but he took out his phone and remembered that he didn't seem to have Lu Yanzhou's contact information, and he always contacted through his assistant every time he had anything to do.
So I sent a text message to Assistant Lu Yanzhou: Thank you Mr. Lu for me! I will definitely live up to Mr. Lu's hope and be a qualified secondary player!
The assistant was signing the document for Lu Yanzhou when he received this text message, when he saw the message reminder, he sprayed it out, and quickly showed it to Lu Yanzhou.
At first, Lu Yanzhou just said "um" and didn't care, but the more he thought about it later, the more he didn't feel right. How could the word "dragon" be so resonant
So he ordered to go down and add some drama to Fang Qiao.
So Fang Qiao, who played the domestic servant far away on the set, somehow had more emotional scenes with the little maid. The shooting, which was supposed to be over in three days, dragged on for a week.
A week later, Fang Qiao's role finally ended, and she was happily packing up in the lounge when a little boy approached cautiously.
Fang Qiao is quite familiar with this person, he is the makeup artist in charge of their outfits, and he is a little gay.
The little gay lowered his voice and said, "Little Qiao, I've been wanting to apologize to you for something... I was the one who bumped into you and Boss Lu that time. I have a big mouth, so... I didn't expect things to go wrong... "
Fang Qiao has a big heart, so he didn't take it to heart at first, and later he was favored by Lu Yanzhou because of a blessing in disguise, let alone blame him, so he patted the little gay on the shoulder with a smile, saying don't care.
The little gay scratched his head in embarrassment: "Little Qiao, I have something else I want to ask. Did you really get along with Mr. Lu? Well... Mr. Lu is still short of people, what do you think of me?" ah?"
"..." Why are there competitors everywhere these days
Fang Qiao immediately frowned and put on a look of bitterness and hatred: "Hey, don't mention it, that Ba Diao Wuqing surnamed Lu is really not a thing! Not only is he stingy and refuses to pay, he also threatened me not to speak out, otherwise I didn't even get to act in the role, I'm pitiful for my virgin body, woo woo woo... "
The little gay was stunned for a moment, and comforted Fang Qiao sympathetically. Fang Qiao instantly felt that he had some acting skills because he had acted too much.
After the little gay left, Fang Qiao's phone vibrated, and he clicked on it, and it turned out that there was an extra large transfer on the bank card. This card was given by Lu Yanzhou at the beginning, and money will be added to it during the New Year and holidays. To put it bluntly, it is the maintenance fee.
Fang Qiao looked at the money in the card and felt very happy. He didn't expect that this year's New Year's red envelope was quite big, and he didn't know how much he gave to Han Jiayue.
It was still early after leaving the set. Fang Qiao planned to visit his secret base. It had been a long time since he filmed the show.
As soon as I stepped into the door of the cake shop, I saw a girl with long hair in front of the counter asking Lin Yao for Wechat, saying that she had no cash and wanted to use Wechat to transfer money.
Lin Yao glanced lightly at Fang Qiao who entered the door, and then said to the girl, "I'm just a part-time job, not the boss here, you sweep the boss."
"Who is the boss?"
"Behind you."
After the girl left, Lin Yao and Fang Qiao were left in the shop.
Fang Qiao lay on the glass cabinet and hated iron and steel: "They want to chat with you on WeChat, why don't you understand."
Lin Yao didn't bother to talk to him.
Fang Qiao pursed her lips, so she had to change the subject: "The Chinese New Year is only a few days away, how are we going to spend this year?"
The two people without a home seem particularly lonely every New Year's Eve, and they can only depend on each other for life.
"you decide."
"Why don't we go on a trip? It's so boring to cook hot pot at home every year. It just so happens that President Lu gave me a big red envelope. I'll treat you!" Fang Qiao was eager to try, and his eyes lit up when he spoke.
Lin Yao's face changed slightly, and he said with a fake smile: "Okay, let's go to the hot spring."
Then, in front of Fang Qiao, he picked a five-figure hot spring hotel.
Fang Qiao stared at the numbers on the screen, feeling the pain in his heart so badly that he couldn't breathe, but he had to pay the bill even though he was crying.
Lin Yao chose the most expensive room type, and then selected the number of rooms. Seeing that the number was about to increase to two, Fang Qiao suddenly yelled: "One room is enough!"
Lin Yao looked up at him.
Fang Qiao smiled shyly: "Hey, living in two rooms is too much, so we have to exchange feelings, don't we?"
Lin Yao nodded unnaturally, his face flushed slightly.
The two quickly finalized the itinerary, put up a "Closed Business" sign in the cake shop, and then rushed to the destination city H the night before New Year's Eve.
Fang Qiao's eyelids started to twitch as soon as he got off the plane. Lin Yao said, "Fortunately, I didn't jump before getting on the plane, otherwise I wouldn't dare to take the same class as you."
Fang Qiao was rather dissatisfied: "Why do you always think of the worst? I just went to Baidu. Right eye jumping at this time represents good luck."
Lin Yao snorted: "Who is your peach blossom? Me?"
Fang Qiao smiled: "That's impossible, can you see me?"
Lin Yao didn't say anything.
The big red lanterns at the entrance of the hotel were already lined up, but there were very few people, and they probably all went home for the New Year.
When Fang Qiao stepped into the hotel gate, there was a man checking in at the front desk. He was tall and long-legged, wearing a dark gray shirt. Just looking at his back, he felt that he had a particularly good figure.
Fang Qiao rubbed her hands excitedly, and quietly joked with Lin Yao: "Do you think this is my peach blossom?"
Just as Lin Yao was about to speak, the man turned his face away.
Well, indeed, the face is also very good.
But why does she look so much like Lu Yanzhou...