When Feng Qingyu entered the lounge, she happened to see Xu Jiao ready to go out after answering the phone. The distance between the two of them was very close, making Xu Jiao crash into the sea of bitter orange flowers head-on, as if a natural animal broke into a large carnivore head-on. So much so that at the next moment, Xu Jiao took a few steps back.
She took the initiative to pull the distance between the two.
Feng Qingyu only felt the sweet sweetness like honey brushing past her, and before she had time to identify it carefully, she had already moved away like the wind. She realized with hindsight that this was Xu Jiao putting her pheromones on. The sake that converges well.
Xu Jiao didn't know why Feng Qingyu came here, but it didn't prevent her from speaking first, "I'm really thankful for you today. If you don't mind, make an appointment another day. Can I treat you to a meal?"
"Of course, if this invitation bothers you, forget it."
In two simple sentences, Feng Qingyu had already handed the ladder properly.
Feng Qingyu met her gaze. Xu Jiao's eyes had not faded from her mind during the audition just now, but at this moment, she could clearly feel the difference—
During the play, Xu Jiao's eyes were full of emotion. Whether it was under the willows by the lake at first, or when she mentioned the queen to the maid next to her, the emotions in her eyes were full and constantly changing. of.
But now, her eyes are like two spring eyes, crystal clear, and beauty is beautiful, but she no longer sees those affectionate feelings and hidden calculations when she met her in the past.
She seems to really just simply want to thank herself.
Feng Qingyu couldn't tell for a while whether this person was better at pretending, or whether he really didn't plan to pester himself as he had promised himself earlier.
Just when Feng Qingyu was hesitating whether to answer or not, Xu Jiao had already lowered her head and glanced at her phone again, before showing her a polite smile: "If you think about it, you can send me a message, I'll wait for your itinerary. —"
"Now that I have a lunch appointment with someone, I won't bother you any more, bye, and, once again, thank you for your help today."
After she finished speaking, Xu Jiao passed by Feng Qingyu's side, and the excellent Omega pheromone that converged gently drifted through the wind with indiscernible movement, and disappeared without a trace in a short while.
When Feng Qingyu's gaze chased away again, Xu Jiao's back had disappeared from her line of sight.
Only the cold wind in the corridor swirled around her.
…
"Come back so soon? Just in time, Qingyu, tell us, have you secretly told her a play? The later part of the free play brought 'Rong Qing' to a new height. And I can see her deep affection for the queen, those loves, all hidden in her murderous methods..."
Zhen Chu squinted his eyes, rubbed the paper of the script in hand, and unintentionally rolled and rolled, rubbed and rubbed the corner of the front page at his fingertips, apparently feeling that he was still unfinished.
Shangguan Yanguang saw his performance and knew that the role had been set.
Unless there is another person to subvert Xu Jiao's performance, in Zhen Tuo's heart, the role of 'Rong Qing' is only the version of Xu Jiao's image left.
Now that he heard what Zhen Chu asked Feng Qingyu, Shangguan Yan wanted to use this pretext and from a fair point of view, to see if Zhen Chu could give the good performers another chance.
But before he could say anything, he saw Feng Qingyu raised her hand and pulled the long hair around her lower ear. The bright makeup complemented her facial features, and the blush on her cheeks was light and unmarked, even more like the starlight. Eyes are affectionate.
She slowly hooked her lower lip and said to Zhen Chu, "Director Zhen, to tell you the truth, I really don't have the confidence to tell others about roles other than 'Qi Yunshang' in this book—"
"The Willow of the Palace Wall is not one of those adaptations. Besides, those of us who have settled down do not have a complete script in our hands. What if I don't understand correctly and lead her to the wrong pit?"
Zhen Tu was stunned for a moment: "You mean, that scene just now... she figured it out by herself?"
Feng Qingyu remembered what Shi Weiya told her earlier that Xu Jiao kept herself in the house all day to study the book. Now that she thinks about it, at least this time Xu Jiao is taking this job seriously.
She has always respected her colleagues with professionalism. Now that Xu Jiao has a tendency to get better, she is naturally relieved. She nodded to Zhen Tu and said one more sentence:
"right."
"I have been doing a lot of activities recently, and I didn't ask her much about her progress. To be honest, today is also the first time I saw her in this scene."
Zhen Tu and Shangguan Yan have gotten along with Feng Qingyu on many occasions. Knowing that she is a calm person, she is one of the few people who can calm down in this noisy and dusty entertainment circle.
She is obviously young, but she doesn't have the flamboyant and indomitable attitude of other Alphas. Many directors and actors who have worked with her in the circle have a good impression of her. Now that she is nominated for the Jin Sheng Award, it's just a matter of time. A real award.
For her words, even if Zhen Tu felt unbelievable, he would respect her and immediately smiled: "It seems that you were also amazed by the scene just now—"
"I have recorded all the performances today with a camera. My decision alone is not enough. I have to take it home and show it to my family. Sometimes her inspiration is inexplicable, and sometimes it may be an action, With one look, she has to ask that person to act, and would rather quarrel with me."
Feng Qingyu nodded, "I know your habits."
When Shangguan Yan heard this, the original words were not good to go out again. He could only secretly pray that Xu Jiao's performance was not in line with the screenwriter's wishes. Then he glanced at his watch and suggested: "This time is just right. Didn't you have an appointment for lunch? Have a meal together?"
…
Xu Jiao was going to have lunch with her manager Ni Hong.
In a hot pot restaurant.
The hot air in the mandarin duck pot is blowing, and the scent of butter floats up. Ni Hong is just an ordinary Beta. Just looking at the black-rimmed glasses she wears makes it difficult to distinguish her and the agent as a foreign-style profession. Get in touch.
In front of Xu Jiao, she didn't have so many twists and turns. She stretched out her long chopsticks, took out the fat beef that had just been taken out of the hot pot, and took the meat and rinsed it back and forth in the pot. Ni Hong's first export The sentence is:
"How is it? Can this character Feng Qingyu be taken down for you?"
Xu Jiao used a soup spoon to add soup to the sauce in her bowl, and she didn't blame Ni Hong for looking down on her. After all, the original owner's character was indeed a giant baby who couldn't walk independently in the entertainment industry. Go ahead.
She mixed the seasoning in her bowl with chopsticks, and said with a chuckle, "I was about to say this. I was too perfunctory when I was acting and didn't respect this profession."
"But this time I got the script of "The Willow of the Palace Wall", although I can't say that I don't sleep and eat, but I have been trying to figure out the role and the scene for a long time. Feng Qingyu helped me win the audition qualification, and now I have done my part. The next step is up to destiny.”
Ni Hong blew the fat cow roll into her mouth, and moved her cheeks a few times before she realized the twist in Xu Jiao's words: "What do you mean? Feng Qingyu didn't help you talk to the director? Is it cold?"
Although she didn't show any contempt for Xu Jiao's bad acting skills, it was only natural that she could not get the role 100% with Xu Jiao's acting skills.
have to say-
Ni Hong and the original owner are work partners, not a family that does not enter the house.
What's more, Xu Jiao's performance today cannot be said to be 100% relying on her own efforts. She has been involved in the scenes dozens of times, so she can do it easily, but for the later scenes, she used ' Immersive' skills to make up for what you lack in lines, movements, and expressive tension.
Thinking about it this way, she really couldn't say that this role was obtained entirely by her own strength.
Seeing that Xu Jiao didn't give a positive answer, Ni Hong's heart also cooled, but she is an agent, she must care for the artist's body and mind, give the artist appropriate encouragement and support, and immediately comforted:
"It doesn't matter, if we don't get it, we can also find a marketing account to stuff the cake! At that time, we will let the wind out first, and let the melon eaters and fans think of this character as you beforehand, so that we can also make this play ahead of time. the heat."
The so-called "cake stuffing" is usually caused by marketing accounts or some fan accounts, revealing some recent specious resources of stars, causing everyone to discuss, and the purposes behind this are different.
For example, when some popular IPs are to be adapted into TV series, the leading actors will always attract the attention of book fans. Before the official announcement comes out, some marketing accounts will come out to gain popularity, draw cakes for fans, and say you Home Idol is a starring role.
There are also some studios that will give the other party some cakes and make some big news. For example, the actor became the global spokesperson of the y brand, and the actress got the script of the big director, which made fans look forward to it. In the end, the official announcement was made, and it was all fake news. .
After listening to Ni Hong's words, Xu Jiao put the chopsticks to her lips, licked it lightly, and tasted the sauce she finally prepared. After a while, she put down the chopsticks with satisfaction, and dismissed Ni Hong's thoughts lightly.
"no need."
She casually wrote: "Feng Qingyu asked me to promise her that before she did me this favor, no matter whether she succeeded or not, she would not be allowed to hype her up without her consent in the future."
Ni Hong pushed her black-rimmed glasses in surprise, looked at Xu Jiao for a long time with a look of 'I'm afraid your brain has suddenly short-circuited', and said incredulously, "Don't tell me you agree?"
Xu Jiao nodded her head halfway, and saw Ni Hong suddenly regain her composure, as if she had remembered something: "It's okay if you agree, hey, we'll go back if it's a big deal - she doesn't have any proof anyway - it is said that we bought the marketing, and then we will say The other party deliberately blacked you."
Xu Jiao: "..." It seems that she underestimated the lower limit of the original owner, the cannon fodder.
Xu Jiao took a breathless breath, stabilized her voice, and emphasized, "No need."
After thinking for a while, she accentuated her tone, looked into Ni Hong's eyes, and said word by word: "I have a hunch that this role will be mine, if I really join her in the same crew, she will be arrested by then. I'm tired of the hype, what if I deliberately suppress my drama?"
"For the sake of our future, it's better for Sister Hong not to buy those hot searches of me and her."
Ni Hong looked at her suspiciously, then picked up a piece of hairy belly and said, "Really? Feng Qingyu is not such a person, isn't she? Isn't she very graceful? Look at the dress she was about to walk on the red carpet last time. She left a lipstick mark, and she didn't do anything to you?"
Xu Jiao was suffocated for a while.
Did the original owner do such a stupid thing
From Ni Hong's few words, she could only hear one important message: Feng Qingyu is really... a kind person who is deceived by others.
Xu Jiao looked at Ni Hong's honest face, and after a while, she decided to take a firmer attitude.
"Sister Hong, I've been reflecting on one thing recently."
"Do I have to rely on Feng Qingyu to survive in this circle?"
"My prosperity is built on the pavilions built by others. Have you ever thought that even if I become famous in the future, no one will remember my works and my efforts. The name Feng Qingyu will Always hang on top of my head, reminding me that she made me who I am today."
Ni Hong stared at her blankly for two seconds, as if she didn't know her. After a while, she said, "You... did you suddenly like her?"
Xu Jiao: "?"
Ni Hong poured out his doubts in one breath: "Isn't the current binding-binding hype all about accumulating enough fame? When you become popular in the future, you have your own works and your own fans, as long as your When the coffee spot goes up, your fans will naturally tear off the label 'Feng Qingyu's wife' for you."
Fans are also a very eye-catching group.
When their own boss is still in the 18th line, no matter what big coffee they cooperate with, they will want to use the reputation of the other party to make a name for their own boss and increase the popularity of the place. Be polite and polite when they are hot , the rogue points will touch the porcelain.
And when their own idol coffee is on the scene, in the eyes of fans, idols are the sky, the gods descended into the world, not any other casual crooked melon crack date mortals can come up, only fans must not Any bundle is accepted.
Don't look at Xu Jiao's fans who go out and even call it "Feng Jiao and Sun Nuan", and try their best to tout Feng Qingyu. Once Xu Jiao rises to the top in the future, as long as they show a little bit of unwillingness to be bound to Feng Qingyu, they will be able to do nothing. Don't hesitate to turn your face, let you know the vicissitudes of life in the entertainment industry overnight.
"Jiaojiao, did you fall in love with her? So you softened?" Ni Hong asked again.
Xu Jiao didn't want to talk to her about those dignified truths, she was not interested in this lunch for a while, she pushed the prepared sauce aside, and said only: "In short, she is already very disgusted that I drag her to hype this thing again. And I also don't want to rely on her to be famous now, Sister Hong, I hope you can understand what I mean."
If you can't understand...
Then Xu Jiao could only put the change of agent on the agenda immediately.
Ni Hong waved his hand: "I know, I know, when did I not rely on you? If you want to rely on yourself, I have no problem, but if you go back more and more, you can only blame me for having bad eyes and picking the wrong person. When you can't get along anymore, I'll remember to keep my eyes open when I bring the next person."
Xu Jiao couldn't help laughing when she heard her pessimistic prediction that was exactly the same as the system.
"If I take the role—"
She said: "Just ask Sister Hong to trust me more in the future, and I believe that I can find my place in this circle."
…
Because of the strong cast of the cast of "The Palace Wall Willow", and the fact that Zhen Chu himself is picky and strict, and the actors' lines passed the test, they finally boldly used the form of "shooting while broadcasting".
Xu Jiao learned the news before she had time to be happy when the role was determined and she got the script.
Immediately after, she looked at the time when the whole drama was set, and then flipped through the script, and found that the screenwriter had only written the content of the first thirty episodes. Although the ending was set, she heard that it was just an idea. Have to look at the audience feedback later.
In short, if the response of this drama is good, the number of specific episodes will definitely increase, and the ending will also refer to certain audience opinions.
The broadcast time is currently confirmed in a month and a half.
The time is neither ample nor very tense, giving the actors enough time to prepare. At the same time, the press conference of the work is scheduled for next week.
Of course, these are not the things that Xu Jiao cares about the most... She once again lowered her head and flipped through her first scene in the script.
Only now did she remember that Feng Qingyu's role was Qi Yunshang.
And this first scene was with Queen Qi Yunshang.
The two soaked in the hot spring together in the summer palace in the suburbs.
How did you wash it
It can be described with two poems from "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"—
The hot spring water slides and washes the gel. The waiter helped Jiao weakly.
Xu Jiao gently touched the brand new cover of the printed script, and frowned in embarrassment:
She doesn't seem to have practiced sex scenes yet