Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 142
"Sister Ning, the world is so big, I want to see it."

In the office, Yang Ning was in a meeting, when Fang Jing suddenly sent a text message, looked at the leader who was speaking, she bowed her head and typed, "Speak human words!"

"May [-]st is coming soon, how many days?" Fang Jing replied quickly.

"I'll let you go, big-headed ghost. Is the rehearsal over? Come back quickly after filming. There are more than a dozen announcements waiting."

"Leader, May Day is a national holiday, and those who steal batteries have to rest for a few days."

"Then go steal the battery, and take a few days off if you want."

In Hengdian, Fang Jing lay on the bed, frowned and said: "Sister Ning, I really need to rest. Since the beginning of the new year, I don't know how many all-nighters, day and night are reversed, and the number of times I work more than seventeen or eight hours a day is a little bit Can't remember."

"Sometimes a good heart beats fast. I asked the crew doctor, and he said it was caused by overwork and insufficient sleep time."

"It's important to make money, but I don't want to spend my life earning money. I can push those announcements if I can. If I can't push them, let them wait for a few days."

Fang Jing asked himself that he loves money very much, but since becoming a star, the work pressure has exceeded his imagination, and he has earned a lot of money, but his health is getting worse day by day. He doesn't want to die suddenly at a young age.

The symptoms of depression are very explosive in the entertainment industry, and it may cause psychological trauma if it is severe, and irreversible things will happen.

A large part of the reason is due to the high work pressure. Iron Man can't bear to work non-stop day and night.

Many people in the same crew rely on melatonin to fall asleep, and now Fang Jing has a bottle by his bedside.

"Xiao Yang, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Yang Ning staring at the phone with a serious face, the director of the artist department asked suddenly.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I lost my mind." Yang Ning forced a smile, then sighed, thought for a while and said, "Director, Fang Jing will cancel next week's variety show."

"What did you say?"

"I said that Fang Jing will cancel the variety show next week, and leave this opportunity to other artists."

"Xiao Yang, do you know what you're talking about? Fang Jing is in a period of rapid development. It's not like you don't know what's going on in the entertainment industry. If you don't advance, you will retreat."

"Is that what you mean or what he means?"

Huanrui attaches great importance to Fang Jing now, and the situation where entertainers in the entertainment circle are beaten to death by their managers does not exist with him.

With Fang Jing's current status in the company, as long as he says that he wants to change his manager, the company will consider changing him.

Yang Ning handed out the phone, "Look for yourself."

After watching it, the director's face was serious. Artists' health affects the company's income. If anything happens, they will suffer the most.

"I see. Let's take a few days off and save the variety show. The company will contact the best psychiatrist in the past few days, and we will see him when he comes back on May [-]st."

"yeah!"

In Hengdian, Fang pumped his fist excitedly. He had just received a call from Yang Ning, telling him that the holiday would be closed for five days on May [-]st.

In the past month, his scenes have been almost filmed, so he packed up his things and told the director that he can leave at any time.

The next day, after bidding farewell to the rest of the cast, Fang Jing left 1 yuan for the extras to eat, and set off on his way home alone, without Wu Jiajia and bodyguards.

……

In Rongcheng, the sun is shining brightly and the breeze is just right. No matter how beautiful the outside world is, it cannot compare to a place with family.

Fang Jing wore a long-peaked cap and a mask, got out of the car with a backpack on his back, and put his hands in his coat pockets. No one on the road recognized him.

Looking at his watch, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and Fang Hui and Xu Li probably hadn't finished class yet. They didn't have a key anyway, so they simply wandered on the street.

Pedestrian Street, Shuixi Avenue, the park near No. [-] Middle School, Fang Jing walked through these places where he used to play in junior high school, and it felt like a world away.

"Selling fruits, apples, bananas and oranges at wholesale prices, delicious and sweet!"

At the entrance of the park, Fang Jing was about to go back when school was not far away, when a familiar voice attracted him.

Walking through the green alley with the sound of the horn, he saw the door of a milk tea shop. From a distance, he saw the figure of his mother Li Fang, and beside her was her current husband, wearing glasses and short hair.

In front of the two of them was a minivan, with seven or eight baskets of fruit in the nearly three-meter-long trunk, and an electronic scale.

Li Fang is dressed in green checkered long sleeves, her hair is a bit thin and tied in a mess behind her head. She is not beautiful at all, and she has no temperament. Just a rural woman, she has all the shortcomings that she should have.

But she is shrewd, can chat well with strangers, has the potential to start a small business, and is willing to endure hardships. When Fang Jing was five or six years old, she saw her carry bricks for others, and she earned 400 yuan a day for a distance of more than 20 meters. Yuan money.

At that time, a young man in his twenties from the village also followed him, but he ran away within a long time.

Walking to the fruit stand, Fang Jing didn't know what to say, but Wang Keshi shouted enthusiastically, "Handsome guy, buy something, do you want some fresh apples?"

"Here are two catties of oranges." Fang Jing nodded and looked at Li Fang. He hadn't seen her for two years, but his skin was a little paler. He looked several years younger, and he should not have been exposed to the sun.

Hearing the voice, Li Fang, who was straddling the bag, turned her head suddenly. The voice was so familiar.

I saw her eyes fixed on Fang Jing and looked up and down, wanting to make people but afraid of admitting mistakes.

"Mom!" Under the mask, Fang Jing said with a smile.

"Xiaojing!" Li Fang looked at this young man who was a head taller than her with moist eyes, "Why are you here? Where's my sister?"

"I heard that you sold your house, where do you live now? Are you hungry?"

She couldn't read a few words, hadn't watched TV for decades, and didn't know how to use a smartphone, so she didn't know that Fang Jing was already a star.

Many times when I came to the city, I wanted to secretly see their siblings, but I didn't know where Fang Jing lived.

"Mom, I'm doing fine now, don't worry, Fang Hui hasn't finished school yet."

Li Fangdou burst into tears when she heard that the child was still in school. She was really afraid that Fang's father would ignore his affairs and let the siblings drop out of school and wander around.

"What about you? Why are you running around with your schoolbag on your back? You haven't finished school yet, have you?"

Scratching his head, Fang Jing smiled wryly, "I didn't study anymore, this time I was passing by here, and I just saw you and came over."

"What! You didn't study?" Li Fang's eyes widened in disbelief.

In her opinion, Fang Jing's grades are so good, if Fang Hui didn't read it, it's impossible for him not to read it.

Taking a closer look at Fang Jing's attire, with a mask covering most of his face, a hat covering his head, and a coat covering his shoulders, he is not a good person at first glance, no different from a robber.

Li Fang was both nervous and distressed. Didn't this child pick up the gold necklace for the Chinese New Year?

In the past two years, speeding parties have been popular. Two people sit on a motorcycle. When they see someone on the roadside with a phone and a bag, they run away without stopping at all.

"I received a courier during the Chinese New Year, which contained gold chains and earrings and bracelets. Did you give it to me?"

"En!" Fang nodded.

Li Fang was startled, she really guessed it, and tried to ask cautiously: "Why do you wear a mask on a hot day? Are you sick?"

"No, I'm afraid of being recognized."

"Hiss!" Wang Keshi took a breath, and subconsciously looked around to see if Fang Jing was around, "Friend."

No wonder this kid is staring at his stall from afar. If he didn't recognize his mother, he might be in trouble today.
　I have something to do today, I will update it temporarily, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)