Blame me for being too deep into the play

Chapter 12 Legal Dissent

There are not many people at the dinner party, you can sit down at one table, everyone is on your own, and chatting is very casual.An Chuyu didn't dare to touch the bottom of the red oil pot, so he only ate vegetables in the clear soup pot.

She was seated on Jiang Guangling's left, chatting about movies while eating.

Director Jiang said something to her in the old bungalow earlier, and An Chuyu asked after he was almost done eating, "Director Jiang, what do you want to tell me? I'm always worried if you don't tell me."

Jiang Guangling put down his chopsticks, put his hands on the edge of the table and turned to look at her.

An Chuyu said, "You can tell me first whether it's good news or bad news."

Jiang Guangling thought for a while, and said in a compromise, "It's hard to say what the result will be, so I dare not promise you that it is good news."

"You say that, I am even more confused."

"Don't be nervous, it's not a bad thing anyway." Jiang Guangling took a sip of tea to moisturize his throat, and kept his voice low to avoid other people, "Have you heard of Feng Shan?"

An Chuyu seemed to have heard a joke: "Director Jiang, I am in the industry anyway, how could I have never heard of Director Feng. I have to revisit his "Shanghai Old Dream 1932" every year, the lens is so charming Yes. Director Feng is good at filming scenes with women."

Jiang Guangling deeply agrees with her evaluation of Feng Shan, but he was a bit contested, and tapped his finger on the table: "I didn't take a good picture of you?"

An Chuyu almost laughed out loud: "I didn't say that."

"It's like this. Lao Feng came to drink tea with me yesterday. I was editing a film. He saw a scene of you in "Dawn" and thought that you fit the image of his heroine in the movie. He wanted you to go Try it." Jiang Guangling lowered his voice as he spoke, and could hardly hear him, "He, I found a few people to audition some time ago, but they were not very satisfied."

An Chuyu's heart stirred up waves, but he didn't show it on his face. He thought to himself, what Shen Qiang said was right, boarding Jiang Dao's big ship, the road ahead would be much easier.

Not long after she finished filming, a new movie came to her door.

Leaving aside whether she can get the female number one in the end, this opportunity alone is rare enough.

Feng Shan, like Jiang Guangling, is a well-known director full of reputation. As soon as the news of the audition comes out, many people will definitely stare at this piece of meat.Contacting Feng Shan through Jiang Guangling's channel always had a better chance of winning than others.

An Chuyu thought for a while, but did not agree: "What kind of subject matter is this book?"

Jiang Guangling looked at her and said with a smile, "I knew you were calm." Ordinary people would have been overjoyed when they heard the news, how could they be so calm.

An Chuyu didn't want to pretend to be too deep: "You think highly of me. I'm actually very excited. I was pinching my thigh just now to make sure I wasn't dreaming."

Jiang Guangling smiled, and said truthfully: "I didn't ask in detail, I just heard Lao Feng mention it, which is a healing theme with a little fantasy color. I have already given him your contact information, and I estimate that we will make an appointment in the near future Meet you. If you are interested, be mentally prepared in advance."

An Chuyu picked up the teacup and toasted him with tea instead of wine: "Thank you Director Jiang."

Jiang Guangling waved his hand and said modestly, "I didn't help much, it was your own efforts that made him see it."

An Chuyu smiled. If it weren't for Director Jiang, how could she have such luck to be spotted by Director Feng? After all, Director Jiang's connections played a key role.

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The rain outside turned into sleet, and when it fell to the ground, it was no longer a slight patter, but the rustle of snow particles falling down.

The temperature dropped several degrees at night, and Xi Zheng put on her coat as soon as she got out of the elevator.With sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a straight figure, he is particularly eye-catching in the brightly lit hall.

A group of people came in through the glass door and looked at Xi Zheng and the group frequently. Someone knew them and showed a surprised look.

Qiao Lufei, who was following the company executives, naturally recognized the man in the middle as the man who broke into the dressing room on the day of the Paris fashion show.If he appeared a second later, she would have been slapped by An Chuyu.

Qiao Lufei later inquired about him and found out his identity, he was Xi Zheng, the only son of the old director of Yue Ting Hotel.

Mr. Huang was chatting and joking with those investors. Qiao Lufei glanced at them and then at Xi Zheng. With a slight thought, he took a step forward to interrupt Mr. Huang's conversation: "Mr. Huang, I met a friend. say hi."

Huang Yunpeng and the investors next to him stopped talking, only to see Qiao Lufei walking towards the group of young people not far away, and stopped in front of Xi Zheng.

Xi Zheng was contacting the driver, when a delicate female voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Mr. Xi, what a coincidence, we meet again."

The few friends who were walking in front stopped and looked back at the two of them.

Xi Zheng hung up the phone, raised her eyes and glanced at the woman in front of her.Qiao Lufei was wearing a black one-shoulder long dress in the cold weather, covered with slate gray fur, her makeup was flawless, she was so beautiful that she seemed to be shining.

"Do you remember me?" Qiao Lufei saw that his expression was cold, and helped him recall, "Last time in Paris, in the dressing room backstage, Chu Yu and I had a little misunderstanding, and she wanted to slap me to vent her anger, thank you You stepped in to help."

Xi Zheng was silent, wondering if she had misunderstood something.He stopped An Chuyu back then, essentially because he didn't want An Chuyu to make a big fuss about the matter.If you want to rectify a person, there are many ways, and there is no need to do it yourself.

Seeing him suddenly sneer, Qiao Lufei felt a little apprehensive. She didn't know why the corner of the man's mouth was smiling, but his eyes were not warm.

Qiao Lufei was a little embarrassed, and Xi Zheng responded casually: "I remembered, there is such a thing. You said there was a misunderstanding between you and An Chuyu?"

He was willing to pay attention to herself, and Qiao Lufei's goal was achieved, and the stiff smile on her face became vivid: "Yes, I accidentally stepped on her skirt during the catwalk that day, and she thought I did it on purpose."

Xi Zheng pursed her lips and nodded thoughtfully.

Qiao Lufei knew enough was enough, and pointed to the group of people behind her: "I have to leave first, so I won't disturb you." She stepped back as she spoke, and smiled politely at Jiang Yuzhong and the others.

Jiang Yuzhong approached Xi Zheng, stroked his chin with his fingers, and let out a "hiss": "She seems to be a star, when did you meet?"

Xi Zheng: "Not familiar, just a little personal grievance."

Jiang Yuzhong felt something was wrong, but couldn't tell for a while.

Qiao Lufei returned to the group of people, and was immediately hit by a bunch of questions. One of the investors was extremely curious: "Miss Qiao, you are always friends with Yue Ting's Xi? I haven't heard of it before."

Qiao Lufei raised her hair and tied it behind her ears, and said half-covered, "It's not a deep friendship, it's just a chance meeting."

"Where is it, when I hear you, this is a modest speech. I can see that you are having a good chat."

Huang Yunpeng and Qiao Lufei are on the same front, tonight's dinner is to help her win the heroine of the movie: "Lvfei is always quiet, I only found out that she and Xi are always friends a few days ago , ask her and she still refuses to tell.”

He deliberately emphasized the sound of the word "friend".In this circle, "friend" can also have many understandings.Several investors gave each other a look, tacit understanding.

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An Chuyu was sitting in the car, tiny snow particles crackled on the car window, and the neon lights outside the window were dim.She stared at the windowpane for a moment and yawned.

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone pulled her back from the edge of sleep, and Zhu Tracy handed over the mobile phone: "It's Sister Qiang."

An Chuyu answered with eyes closed: "Hello, Sister Qiang."

"Have you finished shooting all the shots?"

"It's over early, and I had a meal with Director Jiang and Teacher Ji." An Chuyu told her about Jiang Guangling asking her to audition with Director Feng.

Shen Qiang's attention was immediately shifted: "Great! Let me tell you, Director Jiang's connections are not blown out. An Chuyu, your era is coming!"

An Chuyu blushed from her praise: "Don't, don't, don't flatter me. By the way, Sister Qiang, what do you want to say to me on the phone?"

"I guessed that you, who don't like surfing the Internet, don't know about it." Shen Qiang said, "You and Mr. Ji are on the trending searches. I just contacted his agent and had a small meeting. We unanimously decided I don’t plan to make a move. Most of the netizens are just joining in the fun, and they actually know that there is no possibility for the two of you, only a small number of marketing accounts are rhythmic, which is harmless.”

An Chuyu calmly said, "Okay, I see."

Zhu Cuixi took a look on Weibo with her tablet, and sure enough, Teacher Ji and Sister Yuyu were photographed when they got out of the car and entered the restaurant together in the same car.

There is not much negative content in the comments. These two are recognized as role models in the industry, and they made a movie together. There is no need to make a fuss about having a dinner together.

Zhu Tracy flipped through it roughly, and there was someone who had the same idea as her before.

"I just went to Baidu to check. Ji and Yu are a whole round older than An Chuyu, but they look so good! The actor is the actor, with extraordinary demeanor, and the older he is, the more attractive he is. I agree with this marriage Already!"

Zhu Tracy turned off the tablet, just want to say, this netizen, it is useless for you to agree to this marriage, the law does not agree!
After An Chuyu chatted with Shen Qiang, she wanted to sleep for a while, closed her eyes and arrived in the community not long after.

Tracy Zhu pushed open the car door to hold an umbrella for her, but she took it over: "It's raining outside, don't get out of the car, let Uncle Li take you home early."

Zhu Cuixi sat back and said, "Goodbye, Sister Yuyu."

An Chuyu entered the elevator with her bag and umbrella, and yawned again. She covered her mouth, and when she turned around to scan her fingerprints, a person squeezed in through the open elevator door.

The tall figure enveloped her, and she suddenly lost her sleepiness.

Xi Zheng's hair and shoulders had traces of moisture left by melted snow particles, and An Chuyu could smell the lingering alcohol smell even if he didn't get close.

"Xi Zheng, are you drunk?" An Chuyu took a step back and raised his nose.

　An Chuyu: Sorry, I shouldn't have told him my address.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)