After the failure to form a group, the actor confessed to me on the whole network

After squatting in front of the monitor for a few days, Xiang Meng found some sense of being a director, and even added some of her own designs when inspiration came up.

With the deepening of the plot, Cen Shang in the camera is more and more comfortable. Xiang Meng is surprised that Cen Shang's realm can go further, and at the same time, he also feels the ultimate sense of satisfaction.

Rather than acting opposite Cen Shang, she seems to prefer as a director to appreciate Cen Shang's interpretation of a different life.

Pleasing to the eye, shocking, and an indescribable sense of pride...

Not long after, Qin Lian came to visit the crew. Looking at the screen on the monitor, she slowly developed a very unusual visual experience.

She felt that Xiang Meng's camera language was full of words, look, this is my husband, he is a great actor, he is super handsome!
Although Cen Shang is very powerful and handsome, the role he plays does not need such attributes. Blindly amplifying these characteristics will only make the audience play!

Qin Lian was afraid that he would not understand Xiang Meng, so he mentioned it to Cen Shang.

Cen Shang watched the replay seriously, and then solemnly explained: "It doesn't matter, she can shoot whatever she likes, and don't bother her."

Qin Lian was speechless: "You can guess what the result will be if this continues."

Cen Shang hummed lightly, not paying attention.

Qin Lian left without saying goodbye to Meng.

After finishing dinner in silence, Zhang Yu cleaned up the dishes, took out a quilt from the bedroom, and threw it into the second bedroom.

The door opened and closed in silence, Zhang Yu only glanced at it, then stretched out his hand and opened the dining chair beside him.

It was his first visit since that night's visit.

According to the date, this is the last ticket issued by He Shi before his death, so is his death inseparable from the owner of the blue Ferrari?
He Fei didn't dare to stay for a long time. After taking the ticket, he restored the wastebasket to its original shape and left.

Cen Shang acquiesced, and Qin Lian laughed angrily: "It's really you."

Qin Lian realized it, and even couldn't believe it: "So, if the movie is not popular, you will use capital to manipulate the movie market in order to make Xiang Meng happy?"

The ticket was cut into shredded paper strips about one centimeter long, and He Fei pieced them together behind his back.

After a few days of hard work, he found the shredded ticket in the archives wastebasket.

"I want her to be happy, and I will take care of the rest." Cen Shang's voice was very soft, but the promise was heavy.

Zhang Yu had already prepared the meal and was sitting at the dining table waiting.

It was the book I left at my brother's house.

Zhang He held her husband's siren and pressed it to his chest and wept silently, while He Fei in the second bedroom had a sleepless night and got up and went to the study.

While being familiar with the work of the traffic police brigade, He Fei conducted an in-depth investigation into the cause of his brother's death.

All her life, she hated the manipulation of the market by capital, not only Cen Shang, but also the entire entertainment industry knew it.

The study room is very small, and can only accommodate an integrated bookshelf table. He Fei stroked the few books on the bookshelf, and pulled out a criminal code with a red cover.

Fortunately, Xiang Meng kept her feet off the ground and didn't care about it. When she remembered this, it was already a few days later, and the filming had reached its first climax, and she couldn't spare Qin Lian any energy.

It is said that people have a premonition more or less before death, and he wanted to see if his younger brother had a premonition and what efforts he had made for it.

At the end of the day's work, He Fei hesitated and returned to his brother's house.

He Fei lowered his eyes, walked over with a little heavy step and sat down.

She woke up from her dream, she knew that He Shi would never come back, and she also knew what He Fei was going to do, but she couldn't stop it, and she didn't want to stop it, so how could she stop it?
She wished she could do it herself!

He thought about explaining, but couldn't speak.

"I know that you are not short of money, but a project is a project for all the cast and crew involved in it. It's not something that you can just finish with fun. If the project fails, it will damage everyone's hard work."

He Fei recalled some of the past, subconsciously started to flip through the book, and when he turned to the third page, a piece of paper with the dark pattern of plum blossom floated out, carrying a faint fragrance.

He Fei's eyes were deep, and he stared at the note on the floor for a long time, unable to return to his senses.

It says.

Zhang Yu, let's elope.

The cursive and insolent handwriting was definitely not written by younger brother He Shi...