I really don't want to be trending with big stars

Chapter 186 Song Yi Proposed to Himself
The news about Tang Wanqing and Song Yi has dominated the hot searches for two consecutive days, making the two TV series, which were already tired, become popular again.

"Golden Branch Desire" and "The Silent Truth" ushered in another wave of peak hits, and once again created a new record for the platform's on-demand volume.

At the same time, everyone is full of expectations for the third work "Unnatural Death".

In the past few days, there was another news on the Internet, that is, Miffel's former agency issued a statement, expressing its sincere apology for Miffel's frame-up of Tang Wanqing and Teacher Song Yi without authorization.

And from now on, the contract relationship with Miffel will be terminated, and she will no longer belong to the artist under the company.

Everything she does has nothing to do with the company.

Finally, the company hopes to have the opportunity to cooperate with Mr. Tang and Mr. Song Yi in the future to bring you good works.

In the room, Liang Yudong looked at Miffel who silently packed his things, feeling a bit sad.

"May'er, you shouldn't have done this impulsively!"

Liang Yudong sighed, "Now you have nothing."

Because of her unauthorized actions, it had a considerable impact on the company.

According to the provisions of the prostitution contract, Miffel was not only terminated by the company unilaterally, but also paid a huge liquidated damages.

In the end, it can be said that there is not a penny left of the money she has earned over the years.

Even the house she lived in belonged to the company, and now the company forcibly took it back.

Miffel stopped what she was doing, and smiled bitterly: "Brother Liang, do you know why I would rather sell myself than think about climbing up?
Because from the moment I joined the company and tricked me into signing the contract, I became a tool for the company to make money.

Only after I climb up the ladder and become a big star that the company can't easily touch me, can I have the capital to negotiate terms with the company and hope to completely get rid of the company's control.

Now I'm useless, failed, and abandoned by the company, isn't it normal?
I'm not the first, and I won't be the last. "

"Then what do you do now?"

Liang Yudong said tentatively: "How about you go live with me first, I still have a spare bedroom there."

"Brother Liang, do you think you finally have a chance?"

"No, Mayfair, what do you mean? I can't understand."

Now that the other party is no longer her manager, Miffel is no longer afraid of offending him.

She said sarcastically, "Brother Liang, the reason why you are here with me now is that you don't think I don't know what you're paying attention to.

Don't you just want to pretend to help me when I'm at my worst and move me?

Then you can hide your beauty in the golden house and sleep with me openly every day, right? "

"What are you talking about, how can I be such a person."

Seeing that his little thoughts were seen through, Liang Yudong became a little annoyed.

"Brother Liang, stop pretending, I'm sick of seeing it."

Miffel said contemptuously: "In these years, every time you see me sleeping with other directors and screenwriters, it's okay.

But facing some of your hints, but never responding, are you very angry? "

"So what is it!"

Liang Yudong stopped pretending, and said bluntly: "I think I treat you kindly, others can sleep, why can't I sleep."

"Not thin?"

Miffel seemed to have heard a big joke, and said angrily: "You are not mean, you mean that you tricked me into signing a prostitution contract with the company?

It means you took me to sleep with other men to change roles?

I tell you, what I hate the most is you, it is you who ruined my life. "

"I ruined your life?"

Liang Yudong also laughed, and said sharply: "Miffel, did I force you to sign the contract?

Am I forcing you to sleep with other men?

All of this is not because you want to do this, but because you want to take a shortcut. "

"Yes, I was blind, I was obsessed with ghosts, and I listened to your words."

Miffel yelled at him: "Get out of here now, don't appear in front of me."

"Since you regard my kindness as the liver and lungs of a donkey, then you can fend for yourself." Liang Yudong snorted, turned and slammed the door to leave.

Miffel squatted down angrily, covering her face and crying.

She hated Tang Wanqing, but after watching the video, she envied Tang Wanqing even more.

If she had met a man like Song Yi when she made her debut, she would not have become what she is today.

At the same time, the crew of "Unnatural Death" had boarded the plane to Dongjin, Japan according to the original plan.

Tang Wanqing, Song Yi, director Zhou Jingyu sat in first class, and the rest of the crew were in economy class.

There's no way, it's too exaggerated for the whole group to fly first class.

Song Yi couldn't do it.

On the plane, Tang Wanqing asked, "Song Yi, have you been to Dongjin, Japan before?"

"No."

"I haven't been there either."

Tang Wanqing suggested: "Why don't we take a day off after we go, let everyone have a good time, and then film?"

"You have to ask our director Zhou about this matter. I can't make decisions except money."

Because all the arrangements after the past were all contacted and responsible by him before, whether it was the need for the location of the scene or other things.

"it should be OK."

Not far away, director Zhou Jingyu listened to Tang Wanqing's question and said with a smile: "After I get off the plane later, I will talk to the person in charge over there. It should be no problem to delay the time."

Nonsense, the proprietress asked to play, she must agree.

It’s just that with so many of you, every extra day you stay in Japan will cost you an extra day for the crew.

Originally, according to the plan, I only needed to shoot here for three days, but now it has suddenly become four days.

But since the boss doesn't care, he doesn't worry about such things.

It just so happened that he could also go shopping, and finally went abroad at public expense, and bought something for his parents back home.

"Look, Director Zhou agreed."

Tang Wanqing said happily: "Then after we get off the plane, we'll check in the hotel and go out to explore the road at night, and go shopping the next day."

"Row."

Song Yi said: "Why don't you rest for a while, there are still more than four hours from here to Dongjin."

"Ah."

Tang Wanqing covered herself with a blanket, put on her earphones, and closed her eyes while listening to Song Yi's "Castle in the Sky" recorded for her.

Song Yi turned on his laptop and started writing the script silently.

Seeing this, Director Zhou shook his head in his heart. The work of screenwriting seems easy, but in fact it is very hard work. Before the script is completed, it is normal to stay up late to create.

Sometimes, a plot gets stuck and I sit in front of the computer all night.

But it seems that President Song does not have such a situation.

It's been two or three hours, and he hasn't stopped since he opened the laptop and typed the first word.

Except for drinking two sips of water in the middle, it seems that his inspiration is like a spring, and the flow is endless.

Five hours of flight time passed in a flash during the coding process.

When the flight attendant's sweet voice sounded, telling the passengers that they had arrived at Dongjin Airport, Song Yi stopped the keyboard in his hand, clicked save, and turned off the computer.

Tang Wanqing also opened her eyes in a daze, and stretched lazily.

Just now, she slept soundly.

The plane landed, and the entire crew left the airport together. The staff from the hotel who had already contacted over there picked up the plane, and two buses arrived.

In the hotel, after the hotel has been settled in a unified manner, Director Zhou Jingyu sent a message to everyone in the WeChat group of the crew.

Rest early tonight. I have a day off tomorrow. I can form a team and go shopping in Dongjin, but pay attention to safety and start shooting the day after tomorrow.

Get hilarious responses from everyone.

Tang Wanqing and Song Yi opened a luxurious presidential suite.

While taking a shower, Tang Wanqing discovered that in addition to nightgowns, there were various strange clothes in the hotel wardrobe.

She blushed a little.

Seeing that Song Yi wasn't paying attention, she took a sexy maid outfit and sneaked into the bathroom.

After a while, she came out wearing this dress after taking a shower.

Seeing this, Song Yi got it straight away.

He looked at Tang Wanqing's sexy and explosive maid outfit, and asked in confusion, "Where did you get this outfit?"

"Inside the hotel closet."

Tang Wanqing turned around in front of Song Yi and asked, "How is it? Does it look good?"

"nice."

Song Yi had to admire that Japan has mastered the essence of men's true qualities, and it deserves to be their third pillar industry.

Tang Wanqing smiled and said, "There are other styles of clothes in the closet, do you want me to wear them for you to see?"

"If you are like this, how can I calm down and write the script."

"Then don't write."

Tang Wanqing teased, "Why don't we play games?"

"Demon girl, don't break my Taoism."

Song Yi got up and shouted: "Look, I won't kill you tonight."

"Come here, whoever is afraid."

Seeing this, Tang Wanqing smiled coquettishly and went forward.

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After a while, the moonlight shone on the clothes scattered all over the room.

Tang Wanqing poked her head out from under the quilt, looked at Song Yi provocatively, and asked, "Are you still coming?"

"Not coming, not coming."

Song Yi quickly shook his head, compromised: "I will go shopping with you tomorrow."

"makes sense."

Tang Wanqing remembered that she would go to Dongjin with Song Yi tomorrow, and said with a smile: "Then I'll let you go this time, and see if you dare to be arrogant in the future!"

"." Song Yi.

In order to prevent himself from failing again, Song Yi saw that it was still early, so he simply got up, took a shower, and continued to write the script.

Now he is like a saint possessed.

Tang Wanqing was lying on the bed and swiping her phone, looking at the strategy of visiting Dongjin, and planning the itinerary and attractions for herself and Song Yi tomorrow.

At this time, a video call came.

It's Zhang Yitong.

Tang Wanqing happily connected, and shouted affectionately: "Honey, you haven't slept so late, why are you looking for me? Did you miss me?"

In the video, Zhang Yitong asked: "Why are you wrapped in a quilt, with only one head exposed?"

"Because I just got out of the shower and didn't have any clothes on."

Tang Wanqing joked, "Do you want to see it? But I'm afraid you'll feel inferior after seeing my perfect figure."

"You're all boring."

Zhang Yitong rolled her eyes and said, "I came to you because I wanted to tell you something."

"Well, you said."

"The director of the orphanage wants to take a photo of you and the children to participate in the national charity event 'The Most Beautiful Smile' contest."

Zhang Yitong asked: "Do you agree? I think it's okay. If you are selected, it will be good for you, the orphanage, and our benefit fund."

"You've already said that, can I not care?"

"That's fine, I'll tell the dean right away, hang up."

"Wait a moment!"

Tang Wanqing shouted: "You are too ruthless, you just hang up the phone after you finish talking, won't you chat with me for a while?"

"What are you talking about?"

Zhang Yitong smiled and said, "You have Song Yi to accompany you."

"He's writing a script right now, so he doesn't have time to talk to me."

Tang Wanqing asked, "Guess where I am now?"

"where?"

"I'm in Dongjin."

Zhang Yitong asked suspiciously: "Why did you go to Dongjin? Aren't you filming?"

"Yeah, we're going to shoot here, so we're here."

Tang Wanqing asked, "Is there anything you want, I can buy it for you and bring it back."

"No."

Zhang Yitong laughed and said, "Just have fun with your Song Yi, hang up."

The next day, Tang Wanqing woke up early in the morning and woke up Song Yi.

After breakfast, the two came out together.

The two first bought two Dongjin subway one-day passes, 600 yen, and they can ride anywhere throughout the day, no matter where they go.

Because she was abroad, Tang Wanqing didn't need to hide her appearance, she could hold hands with Song Yi openly, take public transportation and subway, and go straight to Harajuku Station.

This is the most fashionable gathering place for young people, Takeshita Street.

This kind of net red food can be seen everywhere.

A young couple is holding a crepe, from the side of the road, you take a bite, I take a bite, very sweet.

Tang Wanqing looked at the two crepes in her hand, and they lost their flavor in an instant.

She envied: "Did you see anything?"

"Her boyfriend must be poor."

Song Yi knew what Tang Wanqing was referring to, and deliberately said, "Two people can only eat one crepe. It's too pitiful. Fortunately, we have two."

"No, we only have one."

After Tang Wanqing finished speaking, she casually threw a crepe in her hand into the trash can.

"." Song Yi.

Just like that, the two of you took a bite, and I took a bite, and started eating on the street.

After walking for a while, they came to the second place, Omotesando, led by Tang Wanqing, a tour guide who had done strategy.

This is a street of luxury.

Neither of them are poor money owners, so when buying things, they just buy as long as they look good.

Soon, under Tang Wanqing's crazy shopping, Song Yi's hands were full of shopping bags, most of them were for Song Yi, but he bought very little.

However, she also bought a gift for Xiaotao, Zhang Yitong, Chen Ying and others.

After shopping in the morning, the two went back to the hotel first and put the things back.

In the afternoon, I went out to play again.

The two first went to Sensoji Temple, the oldest temple in Japanese history, and drew a lottery, which was the upper lottery.

Then I went to Sumida Aquarium to see jellyfish and goldfish corridors.

Finally, I went to Dongjin's landmark building, the tallest tower in the world, the 647-meter Skytree Tower. People who are generally afraid of heights should not dare to go.

From above, Mount Fuji can also be seen in the distance.

If it wasn't for Song Yi's pentatonic insufficiency, otherwise Gao Low would have performed a song "Under Mount Fuji" by Eason Chan on the spot.

In the evening, Tang Wanqing was sitting in the cafe in the highest tower, watching the beautiful night view of Dongjin through the glass window, and couldn't help but think of the dream she had on the plane.

She quietly looked at her boyfriend beside her.

In the dream, it was also here that Song Yi proposed to himself.

The ring is the tab of a can.

But that was the ring she had ever received that made her feel the most excited.
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