After breakfast, Yang Can and Zhu Huaicheng ate this pan-fried bun on the side of the road, enjoying the special "color" and delicious taste of Nanshi. This taste is too tempting for Yang Can, who has been a soldier in the field for several years. .
Just watched a nanny car parked in front of him.
"Who is this?" Zhu Huaicheng asked, "touching" his head.
Black glass, is this a nanny car? Most people don't use it as a means of transportation. Everyone is pointing and pointing.
Yang Can sighed deeply. Today is the first day that he should accompany Yang Xiuya to carry out the interview. Alas, the one who should be here is here, I can't hide.
I saw a jade hand stretched out from the car, hooked her finger, and heard the sweet voice: "Get in the car, leave, I'm in a hurry."
"Who is that, with such an aggressive tone, what kind of star do you think you are? You also drove a nanny car, how do you talk!" Zhu Huaicheng slapped his chopsticks, extremely angry, where are these arrogant women.
Yang Can watched as the people around him gathered more and more, and quickly stuffed two raw fries into his mouth, and patted Zhu Huaicheng on the shoulder vaguely: "I'll flash it first, please, please." After speaking, he rushed in. Go by car.
After getting in the car, Yang Can looked back in surprise. There was everything in the car for documents, food, and clothing, but one thing was missing, and that was people. Yang Xiuya is the only one driving the huge 10-person nanny car.
"Is there anyone else? What about the agent's eldest sister?" Such a big star went out alone. There are no assistants and make-up artists who have left and right guards? This is too strange.
"No, I don't like crowds, it's too noisy, let's go to the studio, we can't be late for the audition today, you follow me today, don't lose it."
Yang Xiuya turned her head to the steering wheel and said that Yang Can, who was sitting in the passenger seat, immediately smelled a fragrant and attractive body scent, but she did not find her seat belt after digging out her hand for a long time.
Yang Xiuya widened her beautiful eyes and glared at him, suddenly leaning over.
"The seat belt is broken, and it hasn't been equipped with a new one. You will just take it first."
Yang Can looked at the pink "color" ribbon and was a little bit dumbfounded, but felt that something was wrong more and more. He squinted to see Yang Xiuya's consciousness, and after observing it for a while, he could "find" the situation.
It turned out that this national fairy is now completely poor, and he doesn't even have the money to play with his personal makeup artist and assistant.
Yang Can had also heard about it before. After Yang Xiuya regretted his marriage, he not only returned the huge amount of dowry Zhang Jie had given her, but also sent back all the gifts he had received before, even those designer clothes that could not be returned. She also knocked out Zhang Jie's account for all the brand-name bags at the original price.
This big beauty Yang is really stubborn. In order to fight for this tone, she has been down to this point, and she can't even deserve a seat belt.
It seems that if the new movie's appointment is not down, she will have no income. It is no wonder that she used to be a whimsical reporter before, this is by the way to let herself be a free assistant.
Thinking that she was still taking care of Nan Zhoukan on the signing bonus in such a difficult situation, Yang Can felt a faint warmth in her heart. Compared with other people in the society, Yang Xiuya was really silly and lovely.
"Let’s say it first, you will be mine when you get to the set. If you dare to "harass" other female "sex"... I won't forgive you..." Yang Xiuya noticed that Yang Can used that kind of "sex" and "fascination". He stared at him with a fan's gaze, reminding him with a cold and pretty face.
Yang Can put his hands behind his head and said, "Don't worry, you think everyone looks like you? I'm usually a very serious person..."
Whenever he stayed next to Yang Xiuya, he could clearly feel the clear and flawless consciousness energy that radiated from her. Then he was very happy, feeling a hundred times more energetic, like a spring breeze, nourishing a certain inner part. This is talent. Yang Can's favorite reason to stay by her side, no matter how good other women are, they don't have this function.
Yang Xiuya snorted, looking at Yang Can with doubts in her beautiful eyes, expressing her complete disbelief.
Yang Can smiled and didn't say much.
Came to the Nancheng TV shooting site, drove into the parking lot, Yang Can carried two big suitcases on his shoulders, and accompany Yang Xiuya into the audition venue, sighing: "Xiaohuadan, I heard about your acting skills. Poor, I can’t remember the lines. I thought you were pretty stupid, but I didn’t expect you to be quite good at calculating. How do I feel that I am now your servant?"
Yang Xiuya is also used to his speaking style, she just glared at him and said, "Is this part of your job? Your task today is to record how I successfully defeated the competition and win this role." Yes." The clear face was full of stubbornness.
The two walked all the way into the actress lounge, and Yang Can suddenly felt his eyes light up and in a good mood.
The actress lounge is a place that only actresses and their assistants can enter. There are more than 20 female artists of all ages preparing in front of them, rest, makeup, and memorization. The scene is not busy. Looking around, there is not a single man, the assistants are all little girls.
When Yang Xiuya appeared, she immediately overwhelmed the crowd, and staged a vivid scene of "Six Palaces of Pink and Daisy "Looking", which made other people look a little bit inferior, and many people cast hostile glances.
As soon as I sat down, I saw a tall and beautiful woman greeted me, watching Yang Xiuya's eyes shine.
"Xiuya... You are finally here! You want me to die."
"Come on, don't pretend to be affectionate, I know you are thinking about this bag..." Yang Xiuya heard the sound and took the suitcase from Yang Can, took out a small lv handbag and handed it over.
The girl holding the bag, twenty-seven and eight-year-olds, has clear eyebrows, straight nose and thin lips, and a slightly longer face. She has a very coquettish feeling and her hearty laughter is impressive.
Yang Can recognizes her as Li Xiaoli, a rookie artist who is a model transformation actor, and the second place in the 2007 New Silo Competition. She is also an artist under Yang Yan's.
Most of the people in this room are tall beauties like Li Xiaoli, and the costumes are all "sexual" styles, and there are graceful, star-studded scenes everywhere, making Yang Can's eyes ignorant. Where did you put it? No wonder there have been fewer beauties on the street recently, so they all came to film in a hurry.
Remembering what she had promised Yang Xiuya just now, she could only pretend to be good, and she didn't dare to shake her eyes around to avoid misunderstanding.
"Xiuya, this is your new little wolf dog?" Li Xiaoli's small and delicate face leaned forward, staring at Yang Can carrying the suitcase, her wide-eyed eyes almost touching Yang Can's face: "Well, sell. Although the appearance is a little bit different, but the figure is really good." Yang Can carried two suitcases, and the muscles of the upper body were clearly stretched, attracting the young artiste to look sideways and discussing something in a low voice.
"Miss Li. I'm a reporter." Yang Can stated his identity very seriously. Although a faint fragrance floated from the tip of his nose, he was very upset that others insulted himself as a "little wolf dog."
This group of female artists are too unobtrusive in private, how do they deceive the audience on the screen, they can't help but read her mind.
"Looking pretty honestly, why are you so "color"." Li Xiaoli bit her lip, stretched out her hand, and patted Yang Can's shoulder: "Where do you squint?"
Yang Can looked innocent and muttered: "Who is looking at you, the breasts are not as big as mine." Li Xiaoli's face was flushed with anger, and she wished to take off her shirt to fight him on the spot.
"Don't quarrel with him, he is very slick." Yang Xiuya smiled at the corner of her mouth and couldn't help but laugh out loud. After distracting Li Xiaoli, she began to review the script.
Yang Can noticed that the two suitcases she brought were brand-name bags, silk scarves, sunglasses, high-heeled shoes, etc., and they laid them aside, and suddenly understood.
It seemed that this national elf really couldn't survive. She was afraid of being embarrassed to sell these things outside, so she had to sell them inside the entertainment industry. At least the people who bought it would not spread her down to such a situation everywhere.
The female artists kept coming over, selecting the items in Yang Xiuya's two-carriage suitcase, and then giving Yang Xiuya some banknotes.
Yang Can was surprised when he was watching. Although he didn't understand luxury goods, when he saw these female artists come to pick things, they all said "Too cost-effective." If so, Yang Can knew that Yang Xiuya must have been cheated.
Yang Xiuya herself seems to know it, but she also has no common sense of these famous brands, but those female artists are clever tongues, often move out some professional brand knowledge to fool her, so she is speechless, just a few words. After that, tens of thousands of things were sold for a few hundred...
Staring at Yang Xiu's side, her face is beautiful and flawless, her eyes are bright and clear, there is no trace of impurities, her fair skin can be broken by blows, without any blemishes, her straight nose and pink lips make up a perfect face, such a pair of extremely beautiful eyes. Looking at the script, it looks like a character in a painting.
She is also a female artist, but the clear consciousness on her head is far more crystal clear than everyone around her.
Noting that there are five or six female artists who have finished interviews, all eagerly preparing to come over for a big acquisition, Yang Can suddenly thought about it, and couldn't help but suggest to the somewhat depressed Yang Xiuya: "Xiaohuadan, don't you think you feel these things? Is it too much to sell for 3,500?"