Blame me for being too deep into the play

Chapter 15 Roses

Shen Qiang: "I want to see what she can do."

An Chuyu couldn't help laughing: "The most irritating thing in this world is that people compare you with you everywhere, but you don't regard her as an opponent. Qiao Lufei knows that you are talking about her behind her back, and she will be pissed to death."

"I haven't settled with her about stepping on the skirt last time. She'd better not mess with me."

The two entered the room while talking, Jiang Guangling was not there, only Feng Shan and his assistant were in the room, and there was also a strange face, judging by his literary temperament, he was probably a screenwriter teacher.

An Chuyu stepped forward and greeted them one by one.

Feng Shan raised his chin, pointed to the empty seat opposite, and signaled her to sit down: "Lao Jiang lent me the space. He said that in order to avoid suspicion, he would not participate in my audition and hid behind to edit the film."

An Chuyu smiled. Although he was a little surprised, he could understand Director Jiang's actions.

Without giving her much time to prepare, the audition started as soon as it said it would. Director Feng picked out a scene and printed it on paper, and handed it to An Chuyu for her to try.

Since Director Feng was very satisfied with her from the beginning, the audition process was smoother than expected.

Shen Qiang was very worried at first, but after getting the audition results, she felt a lot more at ease. She kept thanking Director Feng for her appreciation, and also listed a bunch of An Chuyu's advantages. I believe that the cooperation will be very pleasant in the future.

Feng Shan took a sip of tea, but didn't immediately agree to her words.

Shen Qiang was good at observing words and expressions, and her heart that had just settled down to reality suddenly hung up, and she asked after deliberation: "Director Feng, is there anything difficult for you?"

Feng Shan put down his teacup slowly, tapped his hands on the edge of the table, and was thinking about something, all the people present held their breaths and waited quietly, not daring to disturb.

He suddenly turned his head and asked the screenwriter beside him: "Old Zheng, what do you think? Compared with that one?"

The screenwriter teacher smiled: "Director Feng has already made a judgment in his heart, so I don't need to comment."

Shen Qiang's heart pounded when she heard this.Who is that one?Qiao Lufei who just left?How can it be?Qiao Lufei's acting skills in TV dramas are not bad, but the big screen is probably a little overwhelmed.Although her last commercial film had a good box office, how could Director Feng make a commercial film that made money?

Shen Qiang couldn't sit still, so she simply asked: "Director Feng, I'm a straightforward person, so if you have anything to say, just speak up. If we have any problems, we can discuss them."

Feng Shan poured An Chuyu a cup of tea.She was flattered, took the teacup with both hands quickly, glanced at Director Feng's expression, and guessed: "Is it the investor?"

Feng Shan paused, unexpectedly she was so sensitive, she guessed right.

"The investor didn't care about my casting before, but last night the biggest investor, Mr. Qin, personally called me and recommended Qiao Lufei." Feng Shan put down the teapot, with his mouth stuck on his chin, and stroked his lips with his fingers Zhou has a small beard with a very helpless expression, "Not only Mr. Qin, but several other investors also recommended her."

An Chuyu and Shen Qiang looked at each other and suddenly realized, no wonder Qiao Lufei was full of confidence.The investor is indeed a mountain that cannot be shaken.

Feng Shan leaned against the back of the chair, looked at An Chuyu with fixed eyes, and said in a not-so-tactful way: "I believe you have met just now, and Qiao Lufei also came to audition. Her acting skills are indeed far behind yours, But it is not a stone, after some carving... it may become a rough jade."

As soon as Shen Qiang's heart sank, she would argue with reason in the next second.

Feng Shan raised his hand to signal her to calm down, but he didn't finish his sentence: "Personally, I will unswervingly choose An Chuyu, I can't completely ignore the opinions of the investors, I can only try my best to persuade. "

When Shen Qiang heard this, she didn't get much comfort, her breath was stuck in her chest, which made her feel more uncomfortable than stuffing a ball of cotton.

An Chuyu said calmly: "Thank you Director Feng, I understand."

Feng Shan picked up the teacup and blew on the tea leaves floating on it: "Aren't you disappointed?"

"Fortunately."

Feng Shan thought about it, and turned sideways to wink at the assistant.The assistant understood, went to fetch the script and put it on the wooden table.

Feng Shan pushed the complete script to An Chuyu.

"I heard from Lao Jiang that you have a shortcoming in acting?" Having said this, Feng Shan couldn't help laughing, and began to stroke the mustache around his mouth again, "There are two scenes that I really need to think about. I will sign a confidentiality later. Agreement, take the script back and read it first, you can ask if you don't understand something, and I will notify you if there is any other news."

An Chuyu touched a corner of the script, surprised and moved: "Director Feng, you..."

"As I said, I personally insist on choosing you." Feng Shan glanced at the wall clock and rubbed his hands, "It's getting late, so I won't keep you guys for dinner, and I made an appointment to go out to a small restaurant with Lao Jiang. "

An Chuyu thanked him sincerely, and stood up to bid him farewell.

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Shen Qiang was about to walk out of the front yard. Thinking of Qiao Lufei, she still felt unwilling, so she stopped An Chuyu who was walking in front: "Wait a minute, I have a few words for Director Feng."

An Chuyu stood where she was, and before she had time to ask her what she wanted to say to Director Feng, she saw her rushing back on her high heels.

The nanny's car was parked outside the alley and did not come in.Zhu Cuixi saw An Chuyu's figure through the windshield, opened the car door and got out, ran to her, her bangs were blown by the wind, and asked excitedly, "Sister Yuyu, how did the audition result go?"

An Chuyu hugged the script, squinted his eyes at the vent, shivering from the cold: "Maybe it's a 70.00% win?"

"Ah?" Zhu Tracy stroked her bangs, blinking her big eyes in confusion, "What does it mean to win 70.00%?"

"It's okay if you don't understand."

"Where's Miss Qiang?"

"I have something to do, come here right away, we'll wait for her."

When Shen Qiang went back to the room, Jiang Guangling just came out of the room and sat chatting and laughing with Feng Shan.Feng Shan saw her going back and forth, thinking she had left something behind.

"Director Feng, excuse me, I want to ask, do you know why the investor chose Qiao Lufei?" She had to understand clearly before she could find a way to prescribe the right medicine.

Director Feng was taken aback, and recalled what Boss Qin said on the phone: "I really don't know very well, I just heard from the investor that Qiao Lufei seems to have something to do with President Xi." He shook his head, his voice dull , "I have always disliked this kind of relying on relationships to get ahead, and sometimes I feel very helpless."

Jiang Guangling, as a colleague, deeply sympathized with this.

Shen Qiang's expression froze, she asked a question, and then left.

The sunset glow in the sky was swallowed by darkness, and the flowers and plants in the yard lost the soft sunset filter and became extremely ordinary.They sway their branches in the wind, and their fragile leaves are about to fall.

Shen Qiang, who came slowly, met them at the door, with a clueless expression, but An Chuyu had been with her for a long time, and she could probably figure out her temper—she was angry.

An Chuyu: "What did you ask Director Feng for?"

Shen Qiang said without words: "I'll tell you when I get in the car."

The neon lights on both sides of the road were pulled into blurred shadows by the speed of the car. Shen Qiang took the thermos, poured out a cup of jujube sliced ​​water, and drank it all in a few gulps.

"Director Feng told me that Qiao Lufei has a very close relationship with Mr. Xi, and the investor is trying to sell Mr. Xi's face." Shen Qiang paid attention to An Chuyu's expression. When she heard the word "Mr. Xi", her eyes widened. shimmering.

"You mean Mr. Xi?"

The car was full of his own people, An Chuyu didn't hide his emotions, shock, surprise, incomprehension, all kinds of emotions were intertwined on his face.

"I had the same reaction as you when I heard it. I even asked Director Feng specifically, is it the President Xi from Yueting? He answered yes." Shen Qiang said with a frown, "This movie The biggest investor in the movie is Mr. Qin, and the Guanghai Group behind him was worried that he couldn't find a chance to cooperate with Yue Ting, so he pushed the boat along the way and wanted to win over Qiao Lufei..."

An Chuyu's face was embarrassed, so Shen Qiang didn't continue talking.

But she really couldn't vomit some words. She was silent for a long while, and after taking a deep breath, she said angrily: "What does that prince of Yueting mean? He helped his wife's nemesis, and the family marriage didn't bring such dissatisfaction." Give my wife face."

Shen Qiang was getting angry, Zhu Cuixi interjected cautiously: "Is there a misunderstanding? Mr. Xi is not like that kind of person, he has a good relationship with Sister Yu Yu."

Shen Qiang didn't care much about An Chuyu's private life, so she didn't dare to talk about it: "Really?" She looked at An Chuyu when she asked.

An Chuyu didn't answer.

Shen Qiang didn't know the relationship between their husband and wife. Just talking about today's incident, she felt aggrieved: "Qiao Lufei really has nothing to do with Mr. Xi, the investor is willing to show such a big face? The call has been made to Director Feng, if not Director Feng insisted, you won't even have the chance to audition!"

An Chuyu spread the script on his lap, and flipped through it from the first page, meaning he didn't intend to participate in the discussion.

Shen Qiang also planned to figure out the reason and then think about countermeasures. Now that she knew that the person behind the opposite house was Xi Zheng, she had nothing to do.

When she had no idea, she heard An Chuyu say nonchalantly, "Sister Qiang, don't worry, leave this matter to me, and I'll give you an answer later."

"What are you going to do?"

An Chuyu kept his eyes on the script, read every word carefully, but spoke casually: "There is an injustice and a debtor. Of course, whoever caused it will settle it with whoever it is."

Shen Qiang was surprised: "You want to settle accounts with Xi Zheng? How?"

An Chuyu looked up at her: "Can I not answer?"

Shen Qiang crossed her arms and leaned against the back of the chair, inhaling and exhaling, implying that she should calm down: "Okay, you said you will handle it and leave it to you." She teased herself, "Ever since I know your identity, I feel that I This agent is a bit redundant."

An Chuyu shook his head: "Sister Qiang was joking."

The car drove on the road for almost an hour, and arrived at the community where An Chuyu lived when the night fell completely.

Shen Qiang was sitting in the car, holding the car door with her hands and said: "I won't accompany you in, I will give you a few days off, rest well, study the script carefully, and don't disappoint Director Feng."

An Chuyu hummed, put on a mask, and went in with his skirts folded.

Before she entered the elevator, she heard someone call her name, turned her head, and saw a young brother holding a bouquet of roses in his arms, negotiating with the management staff downstairs.

"Is it my order? Give it to me." An Chuyu walked over and interrupted their conversation.

The management staff of the property wearing a mask could also recognize her, and said with a smile: "Miss An, it's your flowers. I was about to register him, and you just came back."

After checking the information, the younger brother gave the flowers to An Chuyu.

An Chuyu entered the elevator with the bouquet of roses in her arms, thinking it was from a friend, but when she picked up the card in the flowers, she saw Xi Zheng's name, her expression froze for a moment.

　Mr. Xi, it's not the right time for you to send flowers.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)