Qiao Yimo curled his eyebrows, glanced at the celebrity guides present, and said, "There is not much time, so we should split up. If you have any situation there, just send me a message."
"Hey, Yimo..." Xiao Xiao was taken aback. In the blink of an eye, the person who was still there just disappeared.
Qiao Yimo had already walked towards the first director he knew with a glass of wine.
"Director Zhang, hello!"
"You are?" The middle-aged man looked at the little beautiful woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, and was taken aback.
Qiao Yimo smiled politely, "I'm Qiao Yimo, an actor, I really like your "***", I didn't expect to see you here with my own eyes. It's really an honor."
Just ask which director can escape such compliments. As expected, the middle-aged man smiled and discussed with her while drinking wine.
After half a day, seeing that the preparation is almost complete, Qiao Yimo looked like a fan, and curiously asked, "Then have you planned any new scenes lately?"
"One of the actors is still being selected."
Qiao Yimo's eyes lit up slightly, his heart jumped, and he blurted out: "Choosing a role? What do you think of me, the guide? Any role is fine, even if you are not paid, I really like your style of filming. ."
She felt that she had already lifted the thickest skin. Such a compliment would really disgust her herself. If she didn't succeed, she could really die.
Director Zhang glanced up and down at her with the wine glass, his heart was like a bright mirror, but he smiled politely, "Miss Qiao, the actresses are all here, what I need is an actor, if you can recommend one or two to me, then It is also the best."
The light in Qiao Yimo's eyes dimmed, but there was still a smile on his face, "Really? Then I will help you think about it and see if there is anyone recommended."
Without staying any longer, she looked for the next one, with the same opening statement, with the same result.
Although she has not worked with many directors, she has watched a lot of films in order to learn acting. Xiao Xiao also forced her to do a lot of homework. The star directors present, even if they have not seen them in person, have seen them in photos.
I found a few people in a row with the same result. Qiao Yimo was quite disappointed, and he was drinking a lot of wine. He was a little half drunk, and his complexion was reddish. Sitting in a corner by himself, his expression was a little bleak, but he was still eye-catching. beautiful.
Soon someone came up and started talking, "beauties,
Are you also an artist? "
"Yes!" Qiao Yimo glanced at a man in a suit and leather shoes, and replied in no mood.
"This is my business card. I'm planning to make a movie recently. I lack a female second. I saw your temperament at a glance. Would you like to think about it?"
Qiao Yimo took the business card and glanced at it, and then looked at the man again, how disgusting she looked at her smile on that face, she tactfully refused without thinking, "Sorry, I don't plan to accept it recently. play."
In this circle, she hasn't learned other skills, and she still has the look in people's eyes.
The man obviously came prepared, he deliberately moved closer to her, and smiled deeply: "Really? What did the young lady say when she was around so many directors just now?"
Qiao Yimo's face changed slightly, and he stood up subconsciously, "Sorry, I have missed my company beforehand."
"Wait!" The man stretched out his hand to stop her, his face was a little ugly, "Let's leave like this, it's a bit of a shame on me."
Qiao Yimo looked at the crowd in the distance. He wanted to call someone but was afraid of causing trouble. He could only think of a solution in his mind, and coldly rebuked: "I don't know you. If you are so rude, I will call someone. ."
The man was not in a hurry, but sneered: "Sell, I see if they think you seduce me or I harass you? Tell you the truth, someone asked me to come, if you don’t look good enough For Zhou Zheng’s sake, I don’t even bother to pay attention."
Qiao Yimo looked bright and compelling, standing in the light, too white and clean, but at this time her face seemed to be stimulated by his words.
"Who asked you to come?" Her face was full of displeasure.
But she soon understood, "Tong Anqing?"
Who else will be besides her at this time
The man was obviously impatient to quarrel with her here, and said impatiently: "Are you going with me, or are you going to let everyone here see it?"
She said she was going to grab her hand.
But before the hand touched her, the whole person was kicked to the ground.
There was not much movement, but the people nearby were all attracted to him in an instant.
Qiao Yimo was also taken aback. He turned to look at the unusually handsome man with a goblet between his fingers. He was wearing a less formal suit. He smiled between his brows and was very lazy. His voice casually addressed the humanity on the ground: "Give you one minute, if you can't get out of here, just leave both hands."
Rongfeng
Why is he here
The man on the ground was suddenly frightened, but he still raised his neck and cursed, "Who the hell are you? Do you think this is a movie?"
Rong Feng didn't seem to hear him, he just raised his wrist and looked at his watch, curling his lips, "There are still thirty seconds left."
The bartender next to him couldn't help kicking him and reminded him: "He is Erye Rong, you don't want to live anymore."
Rong, second master, Rong Feng
The face of the man on the ground was pale and gray for an instant, who is Rong Feng? As long as it is a person with a little identity above, there is probably no real estate crocodile who does not know him, worth tens of billions, the most mysterious figure in the entire Jiangcheng, black and white, and hardly will give face to anyone.
But it is rarely heard that he will appear in such a place.
But he didn't have time to think about it, his face trembled like gray ashes, and he climbed to his feet, "I, I'm going to roll!"
The people watching the theater around were afraid of Rongfeng's identity, so they just watched it and didn't talk too much.
Some people speculate whether he knows Qiao Yimo, and others speculate that he just dropped in on the way.
Qiao Yimo was thinking of thanking him, when he heard his low voice, like a smile but not a smile, "He is actually right. You are really stupid. Instead of making a smile here to please him, it is better to go home and talk to him. To say a few good things, the point in your eyes is not as thick as a page of paper in front of him, which is really meaningless."
Boring
Qiao Yimo's expression was in a daze. If Fu Sinian could see it as thoroughly as Rong Feng could see, perhaps she would understand why she was reluctant to bow her head in front of him.
After a while, she still didn't say anything, just smiled away, "Thank you for just doing it."
Rong Feng glanced at her, his thin lips lifted up a faint smile, gently shook the wine glass in his hand, turned and left without hurriedly.
In a corner that Qiao Yimo could not see, Rong Feng put down his wine glass, and suddenly there was laughter coming from beside him, "Er Rong also started to take care of his business. It's not common!"
Sitting on a chair near the counter, a man dressed in a neat suit, but with a face that looks more beautiful than a woman, was stunned to show the taste of being scornful.
This person is Lu Ziyan. He doesn't need to socialize or greet guests. He looks like the most leisurely person in the audience, with his brows and smiles, but he looks at everything with cold eyes like watching the fire from the other side.
(End of this chapter)