The girl group arrives: Mr. Long's beautiful little sweetheart

Chapter 39
On the third day after the flash report ended, Ye Yuwei joined the team.

Originally thought that Xia Jin would be in the group, but unexpectedly, she went to shoot an advertisement.

Today's first scene is with an old opera bone named Zhou Xue.

Snapped!
Ye Yuwei suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy.

Her fair face instantly swelled up.

Although she had been prepared for this "fight scene", she did not expect the other party to strike so hard.

This was already beyond the scope of acting. Ye Yuwei, who was in severe pain, couldn't help covering her face subconsciously, and couldn't remember a single line she had memorized.

"Director, where did you find this wild way! Why can't you even speak the lines." Zhou Xue, who was old enough to be Ye Yuwei's mother, raised her proud neck and said with a look of disdain.

"Stop, this scene is so damn hard to shoot, just give me a little idol who can't do anything." The director on the monitor was also furious.

This director is not Director Zhou who went to cast the role at the beginning, but another director.

Ye Yuwei, who was almost disfigured by the beating, found that the surrounding photographers, field managers and the like were looking at her with indifference, even mocking eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault..." Ye Yuwei suppressed the grievance in her heart and bowed to apologize to everyone. She had no choice but to endure if she wanted to stand out.

Because Ye Yuwei's face was injured, today's scene was a waste of time.

When the aggrieved Ye Yuwei returned to the hotel, Xia Jin was watching the video of her being beaten at another shooting scene.

There was a gloating smile on the face that was out of the circle because of its beauty.

"Ye Yuwei, don't think that you can get good resources in the company if you are supported by someone behind you. This circle is not so easy to mess with."

After turning off the video, Xia Jin dialed the phone: "Yuwei, I heard you were injured."

"It's not that she was injured, it's that sister Zhou didn't hold back when she was acting." Ye Yuwei was afraid of leaving a bad impression on Xia Jin, even though she knew Zhou Xue did it on purpose, she couldn't say it.

"Yuwei, you are still too kind, thinking things too simply." There was a trace of helplessness in Xia Jin's tone on the phone: "Your role originally belonged to the daughter of a friend of Zhou Xue's."

"Then she is revenge on me?"

"What do you say?"

"Sister Xiaoju, what should I do then? I have played a lot with her opponent." Ye Yuwei was afraid and anxious.

"Zhou Xue is an old drama player, and has a certain reputation in the circle. You are a newcomer. If you just spread the word with her, it will not be good for your reputation, and the company will think you are too busy."

Xia Jin's words made Ye Yuwei even more flustered and frightened.

"Yuwei, I think you should be patient and ask Zhou Xue for advice on acting skills with the script. This can be regarded as subduing in disguise and giving her face. I guess she won't go too far."

Ye Yuwei thought for a while, and felt that Xia Jin's words were very reasonable, and the most important thing was that the scene could be filmed smoothly: "Okay, Miss Xiaoju, I'll listen to you."

Xia Jin over there put down the phone, smiled coldly, and said to the assistant beside her, "Go and tell Zhou Xue that I helped solve the sealing of her friend's child, but the price of just a slap is not enough." .”

The next day

"Why don't you let us into the dressing room?" Ye Yuwei's temporary assistant looked angry, "Sister Zhou is putting on makeup in there, you just wait!"

Zhou Xue's assistant stopped outside and said something extremely arrogant.

Ye Yu was stunned, and then felt deeply humiliated

This is the public dressing room, which is used by important actors other than the protagonist.

But an assistant on the other side stopped her outside and didn't treat him as a person.

"What's the matter! Are you deaf?" The assistant glared over.

"Alright then! Let Sister Zhou use it first." Helpless, Ye Yuwei turned around and was about to leave.

"Hmph! Who are they? I don't even care about my status. I'm a little idol." The assistant continued to sneer.

"Sister Yuwei, I don't know how long it will take for Sister Zhou inside. You will be on the show in an hour." The assistant who followed her reminded her in a low voice.

Ye Yuwei looked back at the tightly closed door, gritted her teeth: "It's okay, I have my own way."

Seeing that Ye Yuwei had really left, Zhou Xue's assistant was slightly taken aback, then looked at Ye Yuwei's assistant.

The little assistant hurriedly followed Ye Yuwei, and tried to persuade him but was stopped by the other party's hand.

"Sister Zhou is a senior. As juniors, we must know the etiquette."

Without waiting for the little assistant to say something, he walked away quickly.

The little assistant could only stamp his feet helplessly.

When it was time to shoot, just when the whole crew wanted to continue watching the jokes, Ye Yuwei, who had put on makeup, appeared on the set on time, which surprised the whole crew.

Because Ye Yuwei's makeup was exactly what the crew required. This kind of makeup is not difficult, but it requires a very experienced makeup artist to do it.

Ye Yuwei didn't see her with a makeup assistant when she came here!
What they didn't know was that Ye Yuwei's makeup was all done by herself when she performed in the small theater.

With talent and hard work, she has mastered a very good makeup technique.

Unless it is too difficult, the general can handle it completely.

The filming of the scene started, and this time Zhou Xue didn't act as a monster again, which made Ye Yuwei heave a sigh of relief.

Villa hall with dome.

Lan Yening, who was on the velvet, was posing in the required poses according to the artist's request.

In order to vote for Ye Yuwei and see a doctor for his mother, he quit his job in the restaurant and started working as a "high-end model".

It is to let the painter paint various patterns on his body first, and then the painter will present them on the canvas.The salary is 100 yuan an hour, 6 hours a day.

Besides him, there are other kinds of beauties in the studio.

According to those young ladies, these paintings will be sold to people with special needs.

What Lan Yening didn't know was that in the double-glazed corridor under the dome, there was a group of well-dressed people leisurely drinking tea and eating pastries and watching them.

"The one named Lan Yening, I want it." An old man with gray hair said leisurely.

"It looks like he's still a young boy." Another middle-aged man with a curly hair said with a smile.

"It's such a coincidence, I also fell in love with it." An elderly woman covered in thick foundation and full of jewels opened her scarlet mouth and laughed.

"Everyone, you all think very well, but what if this kid doesn't follow suit!" A woman sitting in the shadows suddenly said.

"No? I have never seen anyone who can not kneel in front of money," the old woman sneered.

Lan Yening naturally didn't know what happened above.

When the time was up, he went to the bathroom, washed off the paint that made him feel humiliating, and was ready to go home.

knock knock
The prestige notification sound came.

Picking it up, he saw that it was a message from Lu Zhao, and there were several missed calls from the other party.

Lan Yening deleted all the information without even thinking about it.

The last two times it was too easy to make money, he looked back and thought about it, there must be something strange in it.

After that, he asked his acquaintances in the "mother circle" about Lu Zhao's affairs.

This Lu Zhao still shared the original partition room with others, but he often didn't return all night.

This shows that Lu Zhao didn't have any big money backers at all, and there was no way to get money. In this case, how could he introduce such a good job to himself?

Lan Yening, who was terrified of thinking carefully, never dared to reply to any messages from the other party.

At this time, the manager of the studio came over and smiled at him, "Xiao Ning, the company is going to organize a model show, and I want you to participate."

"I'm sorry, I don't have time." Lan Yening's heart moved, and he didn't agree to the other party.

"Xiao Ning, this is a high-end show, as long as you go there, the appearance fee will be [-]."

"Sorry, I really don't have time, sorry."

When Lan Yening heard the other party's words, she became more and more convinced of her thoughts.

"Xiao Ning, Mr. Deng from Changfa Group would like to invite you to drink tea. As long as you go, I will give you 50,000 yuan as a meeting fee." The manager continued with a smile.

"I'm sorry manager, I know you want me to make more money, but I really can't go."

The manager was obviously a scene person, smiled and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)