Reborn Millennial Gamer

Chapter 392
"Gao Lu, thank you for thinking it out!"

The bathroom was filled with hazy water vapor, and Gao Yuanyuan was lying in the bathtub with a flushed face, with bubbles floating on the water.

Lu Fei lazily leaned against her arms, the mutton tonifies the kidney, and the newly replenished kidney qi dissipated in a flash, leaving only a remnant of love mixed in the air.

Maybe it's been a long time since I did it, or maybe because of someone's feelings, Gao Yuanyuan looked like a hungry lion cub, scratching and gnawing, but thanks to his strong foundation, he was not trampled to death.

This is less than thirty!
Gao Yuanyuan gently rubbed his shoulders for him, and felt the two bite marks left by her on the collarbone: "But it's true, the two of us..."

Lu Fei shuddered suddenly, and quickly changed the subject: "It's better to find her than Miss Hailu? By the way, why would you recommend Miss Hailu? I haven't found the script for the heroine yet?"

"That's right, either the script is too bad, or there are not enough scenes."

Gao Yuanyuan muttered, "You can't throw a notebook casually, right? If you don't want the king to return, you must at least let Sister Hailu regain her reputation as the queen!"

Lu Fei rolled his eyes and said casually, "Is "The Plot" aired?"

"It's aired. It's aired on the golden slot of the National Day Golden Week. Baoqiang's "Listening to the Wind" has already broken the ratings of 5."

Gao Yuanyuan, as the single-handed producer, proudly boasted: "Sister Lifang and the others didn't believe it at first. They thought the spy war theme was unpopular, and not many people watched it at all, hehe!"

"You really deserve to be my Mr. Gao."

Lu Fei raised his hand and scratched her nose with foamy fingers, even the foam stuck to it.

"Since you fired the first shot in the spy war drama, why not fire the second shot."

"how to spell?"

"I have a story, it's not long, after it's finished, ask Jiang Wei and the others, can it be adapted into a TV series?"

…………

""Latent"?"

The next day, Gao Yuanyuan went to work energetically, and immediately called Jiang Wei and Tang Danian by name.

A few pages of paper written by Lu Fei himself suddenly appeared in their sight, and the title page clearly wrote the title of the play.

"President Lu wrote it?"

Tang Danian recognized Lu Fei's handwriting at a glance, and at a second glance confirmed that it was a story that only he could make up. The last time, it was "Don't Talk to Strangers".

"Yu Zecheng, zi zi, wonderful, really wonderful, especially this jade-faced golden Buddha, and Steepunk."

Jiang Wei, as if he had found a treasure, stared intently at it, carefully savored the plot line by line, and immediately decided:
"Mr. Gao, you give this story to me. I can't guarantee that it will create a classic, but it will definitely be expanded into at least the best spy war script in my opinion. It's not worse than "The Conspiracy" at all!"

"He also named you two, but he has a requirement. The heroes of the hidden front must be truly restored, with flesh and blood and soul."

Gao Yuanyuan restrained her smile, and made a request with a serious face. The last one was naturally played by Qin Hailu.

"She plays the upright and pungent Cuiping?"

Jiang Wei and Tang Danian looked at each other and almost said in unison: "It's suitable! It's very suitable!"

Gao Yuanyuan nodded in satisfaction, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Zhong Lifang walking into the open door, and politely invited Jiang Wei and the others out.

Zhong Lifang voluntarily closed the door and locked it, and then said, "Mr. Gao, some paparazzi secretly took the intimate photos of you and Mr. Lu, and they even hit the headlines."

As he spoke, he submitted several tabloids, and the layout was neat and tidy, with Gao Yuanyuan holding Lu Fei's arm, the same background, and the same angle.

"So fast?!"

Gao Yuanyuan was stunned, "What's the situation now?"

"There are signs that the picture has been spread on the Internet. Should we immediately publicize it and suppress the signs?"

Zhong Lifang said with a stern face: "Then put pressure on these tabloids to publish an apology statement and admit that the pictures are fake, or we should release the celebrity black material we have, no, how can those celebrities compare to Mr. Lu... ..."

"Sister Lifang, don't worry, I'll ask Ah Fei."

Gao Yuanyuan felt uneasy, after all, the ghost was myself.

She didn't bother to make a phone call, so she sent a message directly through the private QQ of the two of them, and gave a rough idea.

The sound of Didi sounded, and Zhong Lifang, who was racking his brains, heard the sound and glanced at the screen, and saw Lu Fei reply succinctly:
"If it is made public, then it will be made public, so let's make it more thorough."

Gao Yuanyuan's eyes sparkled, feeling guilty and moved: "Sister Lifang, just let nature take its course, we don't need to worry about anything."

"Congratulations, Mr. Gao!"

Zhong Lifang deliberately pretended not to see anything, and said sincerely in her tone, "When can I have the wedding wine for you two?"

………………

Huairou film and television base, the studio is located in an ancient courtyard, surrounded by pavilions, with a large empty space in the middle.

There are two fixed cameras, and the lenses are aimed at a simple arena made of wooden boards. There is a red carpet on the floor, surrounded by group performances.

On the stage, Zeng Li was wearing a long purple dress and an ugly headdress. Two strands of hair hung down from her cheeks. If she wasn't born beautiful, she wouldn't be able to suppress such an ugly look.

She was born in Tsing Yi, holding a long sword, with a concave posture, she played a few swords in a decent manner, and made a starting gesture.

"OK! Crack!"

Wang Jing, who looked like a white-faced steamed bun, took off his earphones, and shouted with a guide tube, without even saying hello, and walked away slowly.

Immediately, the assistant director yelled to help: "The morning show is over, hey, those group performers, line up for dinner, don't squeeze! Everyone rest for an hour and a half before starting the afternoon show..."

"understood!"

The crowd dispersed abruptly, rushing to the periphery of the studio in a swarm, where there were several vats, with plates and chopsticks next to them, and two field workers, one holding a spoon to make vegetables, and the other serving food and shouting for people.

Group performances are treated like this, big names are of course different, Xie Tingfeng got into the RV to rest, Zhang Weijian took his assistant out to eat out.

Zeng Li called Yuan Quan, and the first and second girls from "Little Fish and Flowers" entered the RV hand in hand.

"It's finally time for dinner, I'm starving to death!"

Yuan Quan went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and several stainless steel insulation boxes were already placed on the table, he said in surprise:
"Zeng Damei, you're acting in a martial arts movie. There are so many martial arts scenes, can you stand up to being a vegetarian?"

"Of course I can stand it."

Zeng Li picked up her mobile phone, although the speed of 2G Internet access is very slow, but don't think that 2G is not the network, refreshing the news of the Penguin Portal.

If you don’t look at it, you can see that the screen is full of news about Lu Fei and Gao Yuanyuan, densely packed——

"No matter how deep it is to hide, what's the use of it? The love affair of Lu Fei, a rich man in the mainland, is finally exposed! "

"The truth of Gao Yuanyuan's disappearance from the popularity of "Zhou Zhiruo" surfaced, and the reason turned out to be the quasi-rich woman"

"Shock!Lu Fei and Zeng Li broke up due to emotional disagreement, turned their faces and stretched out their hands to the boss Gao Yuanyuan, the reputation of being a romantic and rich man is well-deserved

"..."

Not only Penguin, but the entertainment channels of Sohu, Xinlang, and Wangyi are involuntarily hyped for popularity. Compared with Wang Duoyu's confession of Xia Zhu, it is almost impossible to plaster advertisements all over the capital, and spend a lot of money on sponsorships on TV stations.

Zeng Li stared blankly at the phone screen, even if she was a buddhist, even if she had done a good job of psychological construction, but when the moment came, her heart still twitched uncontrollably, but there was no trace of sadness, and she felt more empty.

For a while, I lost my appetite and tasted dull.

"Hey, Zeng Damei, what do you think of the people from Xiangjiang?"

Seeing that she was silent, Yuan Quan didn't care, and said to himself: "This group of people are so proud, they even treat them specially, in what age, they don't get paid for the same work, even in the same pot. For dinner, we have to divide the crew into two factions..."

Since Xiangjiang’s crew went to the north, they have never paid attention to it, especially in the 90s. When filming "North and South Shaolin", Li Lianjie was obviously the big star, but the salary of a handyman was higher than his salary, only three or two dollars in subsidies.

"Hmm."

Zeng Li spoke absent-mindedly, but her mind was full of efforts to digest the impact of Lu Fei and Gao Yuanyuan's official announcement.

"A few days ago, I almost got into a fight over a stool. Mr. Wang, who played the role of Xiao Bailong, wanted to sit on a stool, but the makeup assistant in Xiangjiang used his legs to protect him, and refused to let him sit. , directly making a fuss."

Yuan Quan paused for a while, "Then the make-up artist got excited and wanted to do something at that time, thanks to someone pulling him away!"

"..."

Zeng Li was gently pushed by someone, and she came back to herself as if she had just woken up from a dream: "Ah, I'm sorry, I was lost in thought about other things, what did you say just now?"

"I said the two of us should not get involved in the crew's trivial matters, just shoot our own scenes well."

Yuan Quan rolled his eyes: "But it's useless to tell you, they dare not provoke anyone, and they dare not provoke you."

Zeng Li subconsciously said, "Why?"

"Why else..."

Yuan Quan envied and complained: "You and Hailu have a good brokerage company. To be precise, they have a good junior. No, I should also be his senior."

Zeng Li took a few deep breaths to calm down, and slowly showed her usual smiling face.

(End of this chapter)