Chapter 13:

"Thank you, no." Yu Qinghuan did not expect that he used only a few pieces of grilled ribs to catch such a big fish. Under the shock of rush, I didn’t even think of a solution. I had to face a face and politely rejected Zeng’s proposal.
Just kidding, Zeng Peirong debuted for more than 40 years, and the script he wrote was not red. He wanted to retire and played a big red script! It’s almost like hiding.
Zeng Pei-hun never imagined that the first time he offered to write a script for someone, he was ruthlessly rejected. How is this possible? !
His gold medalwriter Zeng Peirong, wrote a red book, and was chased by a young woman of literature and art to Zeng Peirong who wanted to give him a monkey at the age of 60! ! Will it be rejected by a little-named actor? !
There must be something wrong!
The old man licked a thick beard on his chin, and his eyes turned. Isn't this kid who knows who he is?
When he thought about it, he suddenly realized it. Just say, there is no actor in the entertainment circle who can refuse him! This kid has just entered the circle, and he has a young girl. He has seen few young actors. How can he know this god?
"Cough," Zeng Peirong straightened his waist, raised his chin, and looked at Yu Qinghuan with a burning look. "Kid, do you know who I am?"
Dare to reject him Zeng Peireng? Waiting! He must have rejected this little boy who regretted it today, then kneel down and cried and asked him to write a script for him!
At that time, he refused to go back again, this kid's face must be very exciting!
It’s a gold scriptwriter. In just a few seconds, I’ve written millions of words in my mind, and I’m waiting for the next big story. I’m smugly waiting for the next story, and Yu Yuhuan’s ear is heard. The voice, "Know, you are Mr. Zeng."
"I am...what? You know?" Zeng Pei-rong, a ready-made, hard-skinned card stuck in his mouth, his old face flushed, so that he would pass the breath.
The old man almost jumped his feet and stared at Yu Qinghuan with a bad eye. "Why don't you want me to write a script for you?" Squinting. "Do you have any opinion on me? Or look down on me?"
"Nothing." Knowing that the old man's character is fine as long as he is flustered, Yu Qinghuan is not panicked. He calmly said: "I am a new person. It is too wasteful to use your script." After a pause, I saw Zeng Peireng's face. I don't believe it, I have to add one more sentence, "And it is just to give you two meals, where you can use it to write a script for me."
I was afraid that Zeng Pei-rong would continue to ask questions. After Yu Qinghuan finished speaking, he quickly lowered his head and put on a shy appearance, vividly showing the image of the newcomer who had just entered the circle.
As a result, Zeng Pei-rong’s stomach was full of anger and he ran away.
I have to use my own script for him, it turns out to be a fan!
Worried that he is a newcomer's lack of acting skills, he will ruin his script, and he has to resist the temptation, risking his misunderstanding, and shutting out the opportunity of Tianda.
Not arrogant, good character, the most important thing is that the heart is sticking to the bottom line of being a man, this young man is really good!
"It's very good. Now there are not many good kids like you." Zeng Peirong lamented a sigh. He took a strong shot and took a look at Yu Qinghuan's shoulders. He encouraged him to follow the guide! You can rest assured that you The script for the next play is on me!"
If Zeng Peirong just said something to Yu Qinghuan, there are still some jokes, but now, he really began to ponder in his heart, whether he has a script suitable for Yu Qinghuan.
Yu Qinghuan: "..."
What did Zeng Peirong misunderstand? ! He really didn't want to play!
Yu Qinghuan decided to explain it to him.
"Zeng teacher, you must not make an exception for me. I tell you the truth, my performance is super poor, at least I have to temper for a few more years."
In desperation, Yu Qinghuan has begun to darken.
I did not expect Zeng Pei Rong to listen more, the more gratified.
In this year's entertainment industry, there are people who are so clear in self-awareness! I heard that it is his script. If the actor is not suitable, which actor is not rushing to find a relationship, I want to get a role in it.
Yu Qinghuan, refused again and again.
This character is simply a lever!
"You are this child!" Zeng Peirong pretended to be unhappy and gave him a look. "I know that you admire me, afraid that you have ruined my script. But it is not because of this, let a good opportunity slip away."
It doesn't matter if the acting is bad. Only good scripts, good directors, and a good late stage can make the rotten wood into a towering tree!
Seeing that Yu Qinghuan was sweating on his forehead, he thought he was flattered by his education. The old man was satisfied with his beard. "This is the case. You can contact me after the end of the show here."
After that, throw away the sullen Yu Qinghuan, and drift away.
Yu Qinghuan: "..."
Yu Qinghuan's depressed straight hair! Unpredictable, I can't keep my face calm. Even if he accidentally played "a first-line vitality", he could still control the situation, and he could play Zeng Peirong's script again. How can he fall in love!
I am afraid that when he gets a little hand with his boyfriend, he can make a headline the next day.
In such a day, I really feel desperate when I think about it.
"Qing Huan, what are you grinding, go to make up, the director is still waiting for you!" Without waiting for him to think, Zhao Qingyuan ran over and panted, and Yu Qinghuan went to his special dressing room.
Although some of Zhao Qingyuan’s cold-hearted people were deliberately shaped, in fact, he was indeed cold and faint to other artists in the same trade. Even the big flowers like Wang Chengcheng could not let him look at each other.
And this artist named Yu Qinghuan can compete with Zhao Qingyuan. A few makeup artists, look at me, I look at you, I found the shock in each other's eyes, adjusted the facial expressions, and put the gesture low, please Yu Qinghuan sit in front of the dressing table.
Yu Qinghuan’s goodness is the age of twenty, the skin is very good, and the white is almost shining. Therefore, the makeup artist only swept a layer of foundation on his face, and then adjusted the hair shape, so he was replaced with a white cockroach that had already been prepared.
"Well, no?" Outside, Liu Jia'an was already impatient.
Although he is very optimistic about Yu Qinghuan, it is not worth it to waste so much time for a man and a third. And Yu Qinghuan is a newcomer, and it is definitely more time-consuming than other people to take a makeup photo. He had only reserved him for two hours, and there was not much time available.
To annihilate the cigarettes on his hands, he was trying to let the deputy director Jiang Qi look at what happened. When the door to the dressing room was suddenly pushed open, Yu Qinghuan walked over in a white coat.
Yu Qinghuan is tall and thin, but not weak. On the contrary, because of the good bones and good temperament, his thinness just highlights a kind of chic. During the walk, the corner of the white coat was smashed by the wind, and the two long legs were gently swept over, and they could be placed directly into the mirror without posing.
"Very good! Very good!" Liu Jiaan said two "very good" one after another. It can be seen that Yu Qinghuan’s satisfaction is even a few words. He said, "You have read the script. Ye Sheng was a rebellious and indulgent in the early stage. The person who enjoys, when you are posing, you want to perform this feeling."
Yu Qinghuan’s own temperament is cold. Although he has seen his acting skills, Liu Jia’an is still worried that he can’t interpret Ye Sheng’s feelings.
"I know Liu Dao." Yu Qinghua nodded and followed the photographer's instructions to the shooting site.
The person who has just been cold and expensive, once in the mirror, the state immediately changed.
His shoulders fell slightly and he leaned against the white walls. The chin was slightly raised, the corners of the lips were raised, and one hand was copied into the pocket of the white coat, and smiled at the photographer. "Is that okay?"
There was a sound of cool air around the moment, which is only OK! This is simply too good!
Obviously, it is a very simple movement, but it is handsome and embarrassing. It seems that the hormones in the whole body are stimulated in an instant. When people see their faces blushing, they are reluctant to remove their eyes.
"That's it! It's this feeling!" The photographer's excited hand shook. He pressed the shutter and asked Yu Qinghuan to adjust his posture from time to time.
Yu Qinghuan can cooperate very well, but there is no such thing as Liu Jia'an.
After a group of photos were taken, the photographer ran to Liu Jia'an in front of him. "How, good!"
In the photo, Yu Qinghuan is long and handsome, handsome and handsome, like a small sun, which attracts everyone's attention. No wonder the photographer is proud, this quality photo can already be taken to the exhibition.
Unexpectedly, after reading it, Liu Jiaan frowned. He stared at the photos. How to think it was a bit wrong.
The photographer didn't expect such a photo. He was not satisfied. He wanted to say something. He heard Liu Jiaan in his ear: "Let Yu Qinghuan change the shirt inside to a light cyan, then shoot again."
The clothes that the crew originally prepared for Yu Qinghuan were light blue, but because his temperament was cold, Liu Jiaan was afraid that he could not hold the color, so he temporarily changed to blue.
After the photo came out, Liu Jiaan saw Yu Qinghuan’s acting skills and felt that he could change to a cyan challenge.
The shooting scene of "Life and Death Line" was made by myself. For example, in the hospital where Yu Qinghuan took a photo, there was only one corridor, one office, and no ceiling.
The cold wind blew into the inside, and the frozen people breathed out as if they were carrying ice.
In order to make a good-looking shot, Yu Qinghuan only wore a shirt and a white coat, and the frozen straight cockroaches. After the filming, Zhao Qingyuan was taken to the side of the sun, and it was already sneezing.
If you come again, I am afraid that people will have to catch a cold.
However, Liu Jia’an’s temperament must be done, and what must be done must be repeated. Jiang Qi worried about Yu Qing’s mood, and ran to him and told him about it.
Unexpectedly, Yu Qinghuan did not have the slightest unhappiness. Instead, she took off her down jacket and ran to the dressing room to change clothes.
The old people in the crew who saw the show sighed -
"This kid is really good."
"Yeah, ginger, do you have an induction cooker there, and quickly cook a soup, Xiao Yu has no assistant."
"I still have a Canadian goose there. I will go get it now, and I will wear it when Xiao Yu finishes shooting."
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Just as the older generation was busy with Yu Qing, Liu Jia’an’s assistant suddenly ran over in a panic, panting in front of Liu Jia’an and holding a phone call.
Not good for Liu Dao! The investor just called. It is said that the male No. 3 should be replaced by Gao Yuncheng of Starlight, provided that they invest more!"
After a pause, I glanced at Liu’s look and cautiously said: "That... Gao Yuncheng has come over."
"Fart!" Liu Jia's anger burst into a thick mouth. "Qing Huan is my choice. I see who dares to change! Is the starlight? I will call Huo Wei after the meeting!"
"What to change! We have this old bones, see who dares to change the joy!" The old generation of the crew was also mad, and they all spoke.
"Yes! Just use my face and call Huo!"
"I really can't do it, I said to Huojia!"
These people are all old friends of Liu Jia'an. It is he who has come to help guide the actors. They are all very weighty people in various fields. Even if Huo Wei is present, I am afraid I will not treat them at will.
Today, if it is someone else who is being chased, it may be successful.
Yu Qinghuan just brushed a good feeling in front of these people, let them see his acting and efforts. The older generation of people liked such a talented and temperate child. The investor said that they had to change their actions, just touching them against the scales.
The atmosphere of this circle is being badly carried by these people!
Today they don't believe it. If they are old men, can they still protect a junior?
So, when Gao Yun Cheng Xing rushed to the crew, he saw such a scene -
A row of gray-haired old man was sitting on the small bench and blocking it at the door. He stared at him with a glance, his eyes were fierce and cold, and his life seemed to tear him away.
Gao Yuncheng’s back was cold and he stopped involuntarily.
This... What happened to this? ? ? Has he offended these people? !