After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

The next day, Qian Yu came to pick her up to the set.

Zhong Jiuyin got into the car with a box of mini yogurt in her mouth, as leisurely as a rich woman who got up at ten o'clock to collect rent.

As a busy manager who has managed a lot of artists, Qian Yu couldn't see her being so leisurely and letting the two of them do business.

A hat and a mask.

"You are quite famous now, remember to cover it up when you go out."

Zhong Jiuyin took it over and took a look, not wanting to use these external things to cover her stunning face.

"Why cover it up? I'm not doing some shady work."

"In order to be able to argue that it's not you when you are photographed indecently." Qian Yu's tone was cold.

Zhong Jiuyin put his elbows on the car window, still holding the box of yogurt in his mouth, and said casually, "You don't need to wear that, I won't do any indecent behavior."

Qian Yu: "... Erkou, use your professional knowledge to tell her why."

Erkou just told her: "The main reason is to prevent being recognized by too many fans and causing congestion in public places. Two years ago, a family of fans blocked the intersection for taking pictures, and an ambulance came out there. The car accident caused the star to be half-retired online."

"Half of the fans' faults will be blamed on the celebrities, even if you are not that popular, you should be careful." Qian Yu complained about her after finishing speaking.

"It can be seen how confused you were before. As an artist, your understanding of the industry is not as good as that of people chasing stars in the circle."

She pursed her mouth as if she was not afraid of boiling water, and pushed the pot towards Guo Mingli.

"It was Guo Mingli who imposed an inhumane information blockade on me. In the two years since I debuted, my understanding of the industry and social development is not as clear as that of people who sell burritos on the street."

Qian Yu looked at her expression from the rearview mirror, and asked a little tactfully: "What's the matter with you and Guo Mingli? He has been in the company for several years and has brought in several newcomers. It is impossible for him not to accept resources, unless it is him Subjectively, I don’t want to take you with me. What happened that made your cooperation very unpleasant?”

"That's it."

Zhong Jiuyin shook a bit of yogurt, and said slowly: "I originally thought that the cooperation was very pleasant, although every time he brought news, the show was robbed, the work was cut off, and this resource was given to others. Well, but just looking at his eloquent ability is quite good. It's a pity he doesn't think so."

"..." Qian Yumiao understood the twists and turns, "Then why didn't you report to the company earlier and ask President Su to change your agent for you."

Zhong Jiuyin had a smile on his face: "Brother Qian, it's not that you don't understand, it's useless to replace the right person at the wrong time."

Because the former owner was the original owner, she who is so clear-headed and smart only came after the car accident.

However, Qian Yu understood another meaning, and his tone was subtle: "Then Yan Cheng's appearance really means a lot to you."

The sound of her sucking on the yogurt stopped, and there was a hollow gurgling sound from the straw.

After pondering for two seconds, she nodded pertinently: "You can say the same."

Chatting and chatting to the crew.

There are a lot of actors used in this drama, and not all of them are ensemble performers without lines, so the director team is still recruiting actors. It is an audition for newcomers. There are a bunch of strange faces at the door, good-looking and young and energetic.

Zhong Jiuyin was brought in from the other side by Qian Yu, and the crew came to pick him up and greeted him very politely.

There were also many people inside, she glanced casually, and saw a few men and women who looked more delicate than the group of people outside the door.

You can tell by looking at the face that the role should be very important.

The play is called "Jianghu Xinsheng", it is a martial arts group drama, and there are actually several protagonists based on the number of scenes played.

It's just that although the roles are all important, there is a difference between actors and actors.

Zhong Jiuyin is the protagonist among the protagonists, and her status is comparable to bringing money into the group.

Oh no, it should be called to bring a "backstage named Yan Cheng" into the group.

Wherever she passed by, everyone greeted her friendly, smiling and curious, and welcomed her very warmly.

She walked by with a smile, tsk-tsk in her heart.

Once a person is powerful, he will be surrounded by friendly smiling faces. If he is not powerful, he will be like the original owner, staying in a small room and hiding from the villain.

This sentence is especially applicable in the entertainment circle, and she suddenly felt the cruel shell of this circle.

I met the director team and a few actors who were present, measured various data in the make-up team, had a harmonious conversation, and received a freshly distributed script. Today's meeting is over.

Zhong Jiuyin was led out again, and when she reached the door, she found a group of fans surrounding her. When she saw her coming out, she held up her mobile phone to take pictures.

"Wow." She sighed softly.

In the previous life, I regretted that I was so stunning and so talented, but I couldn't attract everyone's enthusiastic support like an oiran who was a showman without selling her body. I didn't expect to realize this dream in this life.

It's just too close, and there are people squatting under the steps to take pictures of her. Looking at the angle of the camera, I don't know where they are taking pictures.

She walked up to the man, hooked one finger to the frame of the lens and lifted it up until she could see her face from the surface of the lens.

"Where are you shooting?"

The questioning made the excitement of the fans nearby pause for a moment.

Qian Yu frowned and walked to her side, and said to the [-]-year-old man with a bland smile, "Speak morally, and shoot something appropriate."

The man opened his mouth to speak, but Zhong Jiuyin took out his phone, and followed what he did just now, squatting down and patting his thigh.

"I'll see if people look better from this angle. Hey, I don't see any good looks either."

She snapped a picture, stood up and looked at the man again, with a lazy tone and cold eyes.

"I thought the thorns on my legs were worth studying. Next time you take a picture of my face, would it make sense for you not to take such a pretty face?"

Qian Yu: "..."

The man didn't know whether it was embarrassment or guilt, he nodded blankly.

The dozen or so fans around were suddenly emotional, swearing and cheering, and some people shouted: "Zhong Jiuyin! It's you! Awesome!"

She could barely hear these two words, waved her hand, and under Qian Yu's signal, passed through the crowd and got into the nanny's car.

The noisy sound outside was instantly blocked by the car window, and the driver stepped on the accelerator and drove away from this place.

After it became quiet, Qian Yu turned around and stared at her.

Zhong Jiuyin patted the ashes on his leg with the script, but he didn't see his fiery gaze at all.

After two pokes at her, she asked, "What are you doing?"

Qian Yu: "I finally see a little bit of your potential to be popular."

Zhong Jiuyin: "What? The angle of shooting men is very beautiful?"

"...Narcissism is very beautiful. You may be the only one who can engrave narcissism into your breath."

Of course, the Yonggang pervert is the key point, and the scene just now deserves a hot search.

He asked the two to pay attention to the news on the Internet: "It is estimated that someone will take a video and upload it. This is a good opportunity for publicity."

The tone of the speech was a little relieved: "You can, you have contributed a lot of publicity points for more than half a month, and the high-ranking hot searches come one after another. In this way, you just go to the company with me again, and I will follow Talk to the Art Propaganda Department, let them spend more time to promote you."