Chapter 25
Chapter 25
"Xiao Su, is it acceptable to cut your hair?" Director Lu patted Su Qiao on the shoulder.
"Folding Flower Knife" is a film of the Republic of China. Men's hairstyles are nothing more than short hair parted in the middle, with a big back and a suit. Su Qiao has dark brown curly hair, which looks too modern.
"Okay." Su Qiao nodded, and didn't have any requirements for hairstyles.
Director Lu heaved a sigh of relief, Su Qiao was really good to cooperate with. He had worked with a trafficker before, playing a soldier of our army who refused to cut his hair. He wore a hat so that the blue hair on his temples could not cover it. It was neither fish nor fowl. As soon as the show aired, it was all the fault of the director.
The crew hired a barber and dyed it natural black. Su Qiao's fluffy and curly hair was cut into neat short hair, refreshing and bright.
"click"
The satellite took a picture, "It's so handsome!"
"Try it on Weibo." Su Qiao took the setting spray and sprayed it on, the top of her head felt chilly, I'm really not used to it.
The Su family's family education is strict, and his parents dote on him, but they are not allowed to dye his hair and wear earrings, worrying that he will go astray.
"Your Weibo has grown grass, and you still know how to post Weibo." Weixing couldn't help but poked his face, hating iron but not steel, "Can you be a little traffic-conscious?"
Su Qiao stroked her hair and shrugged, "I don't need everyone to praise me for being handsome every day, I already knew that."
"I'd like to be praised for being handsome every day." Satellite muttered, a random photo of Su Qiao in the phone was very nice.
Satellite raised his eyes to look at Su Qiao, then looked at the photo, and attributed it to Su Qiao's black and white, clean and clear eyes.
The complicated entertainment circle, rich and luxurious, materialistic, is a big dye vat, and there are too few people who can clean themselves and get out of the silt without staining. He thought, Su Qiao's family should not be ordinary rich. , to stay out of the world.
"Oh, Jojo..."
Su Qiao gnawed on the apple, "Don't moan early in the morning, be more lively."
Satellite pulled a few pieces of paper and handed it to him, and nunu lowered his jaw towards the front, "Today, we will shoot the guest actor, who seems to be Morris's friend, and he looks very good."
Su Qiao took a look, the apple in her mouth was no longer sweet, Morris was standing with a shorter man, the man had changed into an intellectual's blue tunic suit, his skin was fair, and a tear mole under his eyelid added to the charm, A face and its delicacy.
Here comes other pigs who want to slap him with cabbage.
Morris put his hand on Cheng Huai's shoulder, and Cheng Huai raised his face and smiled brightly. The two of them made eye contact and merged, showing a close relationship.
As the "protagonist" of this book, besides the standard male protagonist, there are of course other male protagonists who admire him. Su Qiao vaguely remembers that Morris is one of them.
However, this has nothing to do with him.
Su Qiao has a good impression of Cheng Huai, he is a friend worthy of association, except for wanting to run amok in his vegetable field, he is impeccable.
Before, he didn't dare to think about He Zhijin, and believed that He Zhijin hated him, and when he treated Cheng Huai, he was generous and polite, but now, he wanted to turn his back on it, and had to be awkward when he saw Cheng Huai.
This is unfair to Cheng Huai, Cheng Huai and He Zhijin are clearly the protagonists of the story, a couple destined by heaven, but he is just a past tense, a supporting role not worth mentioning.
But emotional things can't be forced. During this period of time, he has experienced ups and downs in life, seeing the warmth and coldness of the world, and clearly knows what he wants and what he doesn't want.
Su Qiao bit the crisp apple lightly, Cheng Huai's back was slender, and she said in her heart, 'I'm sorry, buddy, I'm going to chase your man, don't blame me, I'll treat you better in the future. '
As for whether he can catch up with He Zhijin, he will do his best and obey the destiny.
Now that she figured it out, Su Qiao suddenly realized that it was one thing to think about it, but another thing to have the courage.
Fortunately, he never lacked courage.
Su Qiao took out her mobile phone, opened WeChat, and stared at He Zhijin's profile picture. It was a photo of a snow-capped mountain with blue sky and white snow. Click on it to zoom in. There is a silver lake flowing under the snow-capped mountain, sparkling.
Parents only use landscape photos as their avatars, how can young people use such avatars nowadays?
What is the right sentence to say, Su Qiao tapped her chin lightly with her fingers.
Hello?
like a fool.
Are you there?Have you got a meal yet?
That's what licking a dog is all about.
He is used to being superior in his relationship, waiting for others to pursue him, and he has not pursued others for a long time.
Su Qiao clicked on the date. Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. After thinking about it, Xiu Bai typed a line of words with his fingertips.
[Yinanmu]: "Are you free tomorrow night, shall we spend the Lantern Festival at home?"
3 minute later.
There is still only a single message in the dialog box.
Su Qiao stared at the news, narrowing her eyes deeply, what do you mean?No message back?If you don’t think about it, you don’t want to. For roommates who live together, you still have to be polite, and you can just reply with a full stop.
Don't you see?
In the silent conference room, you could hear a needle drop, the light blue projector light fell on the snow-white curtain, and the data PPT page by page slowly scrolled.
"Ding Dong"
The WeChat notification sound exploded in the silent environment.
Everyone paused, trying to show innocence on their faces, and glanced around from the corner of their eyes, trying to see who was the bold one, and they didn't turn their phones to silent when they had a meeting with that gentleman.
Time flows quietly.
"Ding Dong"
There was another sound, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little depressed.
He Zhijin, who was sitting in the main seat, picked up the thin mobile phone on the table, and everyone looked at the lit screen together, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He Zhijin clicked on WeChat, and two messages popped up.
[Yinanmu]: "Are you free tomorrow night, shall we spend the Lantern Festival at home?"
[Yi Nanmu]: [kitten question mark jpg]
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he typed a line to send, "I'm free, yes."
He Zhijin put down his phone and tapped his fingers on the table, "Follow this plan." After a short pause, the surroundings were quiet, and he smiled softly, "I don't need to go to other places for inspection tomorrow, and put it off until the day after tomorrow, so I can spend a Lantern Festival with my family .”
Everyone was moved to tears. My workaholic boss finally became human and knew that tomorrow is the Lantern Festival.
It's not easy.
"What?"
Han Jianrong put down the glass with a "snap", and frowned, "I don't even know the copyright of the original work when I'm filming? Is there something wrong with your brain?"
The manager smoked a cigarette and gave the assistant a wink. The little assistant hurriedly wiped the water on the table, "It's common to get on the bus first and then make up for the fare. Who would have thought that Lime Entertainment would be so ruthless?"
Han Jianrong laughed back angrily, "They made their own mistakes, and now they ask me to withdraw the deposit, who will compensate me for the film contract I rejected?"
"The money should be refunded to them. Don't be fooled by the one or two million yuan. I'll give you a good reputation." The agent tried to persuade.
Han Jianrong glanced at him, lit a cigarette, "Whether you can get in touch with a reliable crew in the future, what a fool."
"You are the one who wants to accept this web drama."
"Oh? Su Qiao's drama." Han Jianrong vomited a smoke ring. After more than ten years in the industry, it was the first time he encountered such a bad thing. He really regretted it. If he didn't accept this drama, wouldn't it be Su Qiao's bad luck?
Now it's time for him to take this thunder for Su Qiao.
Good luck.
The agent thought for a while, and sat next to him, "Stop competing with Su Qiao and focus on your own career. If he is an actor in a web drama, let him roll around in bad movies, what can he do to you?"
Han Jianrong narrowed his eyes and sneered, "I've already asked someone to investigate his background. His father is Su Lihua, who used to be the richest man in Rongcheng. He went bankrupt at the end of last year and owed a lot of debt."
"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, don't mess around," the manager warned.
Han Jianrong didn't take it seriously. At the beginning, Su Qiao's acting as a double was claimed to be without a double, but the director was so stupid that he was ridiculed by the media. He lost several endorsement resources and made less money. millions.
"Do you think he looks like he can turn over?"
The noble young master who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, can't lift his hands or shoulders, with just that little brain, he still wants to work in the entertainment industry, there is no scum left that deserves to be eaten.
The manager made a gesture, and the assistant understood. He walked out of the room and closed the door. He lowered his voice, "I never let you touch him because I heard that he has something to do with the people above Wu Dong."
"Wu Dong?" Han Jianrong smiled, and his cigarette butt fell to the floor, "Wu Dong who is about to become the richest man?"
He was noncommittal, "Don't listen to the wind and the rain. If he can have a relationship with Wu Dong, as for filming online dramas? Doesn't he need some resources?"
The agent frowned, not quite sure, "I heard it from others, but this kind of thing can't just happen out of nothing, right?"
Han Jianrong picked up the cigarette butt, and lightly snuffed it out, "He wants to be a trafficker, so hype is essential, but it's too tender. If he pulls the people above Wu Dong to stir fry, he's not afraid to burn himself."
"Is he that bold?"
"Who knows?" Han Jianrong stood up, patted the soot on the hem of his clothes, with a gentle expression, "A plucked phoenix is not as good as a chicken, no matter how rich and powerful, that is all in the past, now..."
"It's just one traffic, after a few months, no one will even remember his name, what are you afraid of him doing?"
The manager hesitated to speak, and sighed deeply in his heart. He has been with Han Jianrong for ten years, and he knows his personality very well. Where there is a mistake, there is a mistake, and it is also the mistake of others.
With such a person, no one can shake what he decides.
Su Qiao didn't know that he was hated so much, and hurriedly finished the first day of work for the crew of "Folding Blossom Knife".
He put on a scarf mask, put his hands in his pockets, and planned to go back to the nearby hotel to rest. When he pushed the door of the lounge, he bumped into Cheng Huai who had just finished changing.
"It's you!" Cheng Huai showed surprise in his eyes.
Su Qiao nodded and smiled politely, "What a coincidence."
Cheng Huai smiled, "I'm really happy for you to see that the male lead is you. I hope the ratings of this show will be as big as your last one."
"Are you going back?" Cheng Huai saw that he was tightly wrapped.
Su Qiao said "um", "Thank you for your blessing, and I wish you success in your career."
He hasn't learned a few polite words, and if he is more polite, he will have nothing to say.
Cheng Huai hesitated for a moment, took out his mobile phone, "Can I bother you for 5 minutes and show me the recipe?"
"Are you still delivering food?" Su Qiao's mentality was a little broken, she was more diligent than the snail girl.
Cheng Huai nodded embarrassingly, approached him, and whispered, "But he hasn't seen me all this time, did I do something wrong?"
Su Qiao didn't dare to look directly into his shining eyes, and said ruthlessly, "He's not interested in you, can't you tell?"
"I know." Cheng Huai sighed, and then smiled slightly, "But I believe that where gold is sincere, gold and stone will open."
"Why on earth are you?" Su Qiao thought differently, if he kept refusing to accept the door, he would have given up long ago.
With serious eyes, Cheng Huai said softly, "Su Qiao, do you believe that there is love at first sight in this world?"
"..."
"The first time I saw him, I had a wonderful feeling, as if all of this was predestined by God." Cheng Huai paused every word.
Su Qiao tilted her head and said bluntly: "Compared with love at first sight, I believe in love over time."
What's more, the occasion that day was the darkest moment in Cheng Huai's life. He Zhijin descended from the sky, raised his hand noblely, and rescued Cheng Huai from danger.
Love at first sight is inevitable, rich and powerful, handsome, and life-saving grace, if Cheng Huai met 16-year-old He Zhijin, that penniless and clinking poor boy, would he still love him? Say love at first sight?
Not necessarily so, Su Qiao thought.
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