Luo Zhangwei is the chief director of "The Apostle" and is also a well-known chatterbox in the circle. A toast lasted for more than 20 minutes. From the film's conception to post-promotion to box office ambitions, there was a lot of confusion. But he is very prestigious in the circle. He has won the best director award at several influential international film festivals, so the main creators can only listen obediently and give warm applause from time to time.
But among the many faces that are worshipped, respectful, flattering, or smiling, there is one face that is getting more and more stinky, and that is Xiao Jiashu, who has just entered the industry. In order to catch up with the auspicious time, the opening ceremony was scheduled to be held at 12:30, just in time for lunch; the ceremony ended at 4:00 in the afternoon, and everyone got to know each other, chatted, had a good relationship, and then rushed to the hotel. It was past night. seven thirty. And Xiao Jiashu is used to eating at 12:30 noon and 6:30 pm. That is to say, all day today, he ate nothing but the bowl of white porridge in the morning, and his stomach has long been hungry.
He also wanted to smile and wait for the meal to start calmly, but when his stomach was empty and there was delicious food in front of him, he couldn't do it! He looked at a plate of roast chicken not far away, and imagined the scene where he suddenly stood up and shoved the roast chicken into the director's mouth to make him stop babbling. Well, this seems to be more comfortable, and I can endure it for another five minutes.
He nodded, then covered his stomach, not paying attention to Ji Daying, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly glanced at him, his expression was a bit weird, as if he wanted to laugh, and he controlled it again.
"... I wish the film a big hit." The director finally made a conclusion, and everyone stood up one after another.
Xiao Jiashu almost couldn't wait to raise his glass, touched Huang Meixuan and Huang Zijin next to him, and then picked up a piece of duck meat and put it into the bowl. Huang Meixuan tugged at his sleeve quietly, but he ignored it. He took a few bites of food before looking at it, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Huang, isn't the director finished talking? Can you eat?"
"Have a drink with the director, brother Ji, and brother Heng, hurry up." Huang Meixuan poured wine for Master Xiao while saying.
Shi Tingheng and Ji Mian are the male lead and male lead of the film respectively, and they are also big stars at the level of movie stars. The younger generation should give them a toast, but whether they drink or not is another matter. Although Xiao Jiashu has been abroad for many years, he is not unfamiliar with Chinese table manners. He picked up a glass of wine and toasted the director, Shi Tingheng and Ji Mian. Except for the phrase "take care", there was nothing else to say.
On the other hand, the other young couples came to the three of them one after another, toasting and flattering. The compliments came one after another, making Master Xiao more arrogant and ignorant of etiquette.
Huang Meixuan had a headache, but there was nothing he could do. He glared at Master Xiao, who was burying his head in the food, and asked in a low voice, "What are you eating?"
"Spicy chicken." Xiao Jiashu raised his head, his lips were red and bright, and there were still a few sparkling tears in his eyes.
"Who allowed you to eat spicy food! Sister Xue said it's good for you to have oral ulcers, but the anger hasn't subsided yet! Eat green vegetables!" Huang Meixuan said while picking up a lot of green vegetables and putting them into Master Xiao's bowl.
Xiao Jiashu moved the vegetables to the side and continued to eat the spicy chicken. After eating, he stretched out his chopsticks to the boiled pork slices. After drinking white porridge for half a month, he just wants to eat something heavy. Seeing that he was disobedient, Huang Meixuan picked up a clean spoon and knocked on the back of his hand.
"Why are you disobedient? Be careful I tell Sister Xue!" Huang Meixuan threatened.
Xiao Jiashu smiled ingratiatingly at her, and then continued to extend his "sinful" hand to the spicy shrimp not far away. Huang Meixuan was so angry that he tapped the back of his hand with a spoon, but he couldn't stop it. The interaction between the two is very intimate, not like an agent and an artist, but more like an elder and a junior at home. Everyone saw that, and they didn't mind Xiao Jiashu's behavior.
Without a strong background, can the legendary big devil Huang Meixuan serve Xiao Jiashu like a little ancestor? impossible! Since he has a background, he can't afford to offend him. If he likes to show off, let him do it. Thinking of this, several of the main creators started looking for Xiao Jiashu to talk, but they only got a few perfunctory words from him, and they were so embarrassed that they didn't dare to show it.
Xiao Jiashu was very good at eating, and even stretched out his chopsticks to the spicy dishes, making Huang Meixuan staring at him with anger. Her younger brother Huang Zijin suddenly laughed softly, took the initiative to scoop up a spoonful of Mapo tofu for Young Master Xiao, put it in his ear and said, "Eat, just let it go, you'll feel comfortable when you have a big tomorrow morning."
"Ah?" Xiao Jiashu looked at him blankly.
"Tomorrow morning, Tuba." Huang Zijin repeated, but the volume was so low that no one could hear him except Young Master Xiao and elder sister Huang Meixuan.
Xiao Jiashu has one thing that is different from ordinary people, that is, his imagination is very rich. When others say a word casually, he can use his imagination to construct it into the most colorful picture. Right now, in his mind unconsciously appeared the scene of sitting on the toilet, blushing hard, but couldn't pull it out. After more than ten minutes of brutal torture, it was finally smooth, but what came out was a lump. Fire, flames came out of the toilet, scorched his hair, something burst open, and the floor was covered with yellow, sticky suspicious objects... The background music echoed in my mind at the same time - chrysanthemum residue, full Stomach injury, your underwear has turned yellow, flowers fall out of the anus, you can only lie down and not lie down...
Vomiting... I want to throw up... Xiao Jiashu slowly put down his chopsticks, slowly covered his mouth, and looked at Huang Zijin with accusing eyes.
Huang Zijin ruffled his cool grey hair and said with a smile, "Be good, keep eating, brother will help you."
"Brother, I was wrong, I eat bland food." Xiao Jiashu hurriedly lowered his head and ate green vegetables honestly.
Huang Zijin held his cheek with one hand and looked at him with a smile, his eyes full of doting. He looks extremely handsome, and can even be described as a monster. The only disadvantage is that he is a little less masculine, and he was very popular for a while when he was young. But it was because of this face that he was later controlled by a certain gang involved and forced him to make that kind of film. If Sister Xue hadn't arrived in time, he might have gone mad, died, or died. The reason why Sister Xue took such a big risk to deal with the gang was just because she happened to see her sister crying in the corridor of the company. She didn't even know who they were at the time.
After so many years, he quit the stage to work behind the scenes, and his sister also turned from a handyman to a gold broker, but they did not dare to forget for a moment who rescued them from hell and gave them a better tomorrow. Not to mention that Sister Xue just asked them to take Xiao Jiashu with them temporarily, or let them be babysitters for Xiao Jiashu for the rest of their lives, there is nothing wrong.
When Huang Zijin fell into memory, Ji Mian's face was a little weird. He first covered his mouth with a napkin, then slammed a glass of wine, and finally shook his head and laughed, and scolded him in a low voice as "a living treasure". Fang Kun noticed his abnormality, leaned over and asked, "What's wrong? Is it a headache?"
"No, I'm fine." Ji Mian put down the glass and looked back at Lin Leyang, who was sitting at another table, and found that he was very harmonious with the people around him, so he went out with confidence.
Xiao Jiashu wanted to drain the water after he was full, so he also went out. After washing his hands, he went back to the box and saw Ji Mian standing by the window at the end of the corridor smoking. He couldn't help but walk over, "Brother Ji, can you give me a cigarette?"
"You also smoke?" Ji Mian was a little surprised. Even though Xiao Jiashu is tall and handsome, he is actually a little boy inside, very immature.
"I don't smoke too much." Xiao Jiashu didn't dare to smoke in front of his mother. Once she found out, it wasn't the cigarette that was smoked, but himself. Fortunately, he was not addicted to smoking, and he was not exposed until he returned to China.
Ji Mian laughed lowly, then handed over the whole pack of cigarettes, and said earnestly, "Chinese people often don't eat to fill their stomachs, but to socialize. Everyone else is talking, but you are the only one who eats, and no one is there. It's too dazzling. People with tough backgrounds also need contacts, especially in the entertainment industry, communicate more with others and form a good relationship, it will only benefit you and not hurt."
"I know that, thank you Brother Ji." Xiao Jiashu didn't think Ji Mian was meddling at all. He is a sensible person. He knows that Ji Mian is really doing this for his own good. Otherwise, who cares about you? In this circle, coffee position decides everything. In order to climb up, anyone can step on it. People like Ji Mian who do not trample on their peers and can put themselves in the shoes of their younger generation are too few and too few.
Ji Mian is as good as the Baidu profile says! Xiao Jiashu's favorability towards Ji Mian gradually increased. Although he used to protect Li Jiaer, everything he did came out of his heart and goodwill, which was really rare.
Facing him, Xiao Jiashu suddenly had the desire to pour out, and whispered, "Brother Ji, in fact, I can't act at all, I don't know if I can portray the role of Ling Feng well, so I dare not talk to the crew. It's almost as if I'm in a bad mood. Think about it, if I jumped up and down in the crew all day, let everyone know me, and I had to quit because of my bad acting skills, it would be so embarrassing! It would be better if I didn't pay attention to anyone from the beginning, Come quietly, go quietly, and you can save some face for yourself."
He took a deep breath of his cigarette and continued, "I've thought about it for a long time, if I can play this role, I'll play it, if I can't play it, I'll leave as soon as possible, and leave the position to an artist with real acting skills. I will compensate for the loss. There is a saying called 'Occupy the kennel and don't pull shit', I feel like I'm the kind of person who 'occupies the hut and doesn't pull shit', and it's very unfortunate."
Ji Mian took a deep look at him and comforted him, "What nonsense? You can compensate the crew for the loss of money, but can you compensate for the loss of time? Because of you, the crew temporarily changed roles, all scenes were retaken, and the schedule was scheduled. If you are delayed, money can't make up for it. Don't think about what to do if you can't act well, but think that you have to do your best to play it well. This is the first step you have successfully taken. I have seen the role of Ling Feng, the setting is very similar to you, it is not too difficult, as long as you play in your true colors, it is almost the same."
"Really?" Xiao Jiashu was really comforted, and the originally dark eyes became bright. Xue Miao has said this many times, but Xiao Jiashu always thought that it was a mother's preference for her son, wearing a filter. But now even Ji Mian said the same, he felt relieved at once, feeling that he had been greatly encouraged and affirmed.