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

Chapter 187 What's wrong with your mouth?
"That company is really astute. But Brother Qian, I talked with Yan Cheng about opening a studio yesterday, and I want to ask if this conflicts with re-signing the contract?"

"Yan Cheng?" Qian Yu didn't grasp the key point of opening the studio, but vigilantly sensed that something was wrong.

"It took me a long time to move yesterday, and it's almost time for dinner when I got there. Are you eating cake and chatting with Yan Cheng at night?"

"...Yes." Zhong Jiuyin opened his mouth and nodded following the words he provided.

Qian Yu: "Then have you talked about the rumors on the Internet? Now that the news of the two of you suspected of being in love is flying all over the sky, he still contacts you at this stall, shouldn't he not mention it?"

"That's not true." Zhong Jiuyin recalled the phone call before going to bed yesterday, and they never brought up this topic.

Qian Yu was puzzled: "How? Then what are you talking about, social development and industry prospects? Did he do it on purpose?"

"We're talking about tasting jerky."

Qian Yu: "...I think you both have something wrong."

He cursed and hung up the phone, seriously doubting that Yan Cheng would be interested in Zhong Jiuyin, it was not because he had glaucoma, but because he was not normal.

Zhong Jiuyin shrugged. Brother Qian, like Guo Mingli, has a small shortcoming. When he is busy with work, he has a bad temper.

No... A subtle feeling flashed in her mind.

But if she wanted to say what was wrong, she couldn't sum it up clearly in words. In short, there should be something wrong with her thoughts just now.

Oddly enough, these flashes of intuition have become more and more apparent lately.

Zhong Jiuyin frowned, strolled into the room, took off the cap of the pen, and wrote down a few key words that barely fit in the diary.

It's good to learn from the original host to keep a diary, and she gradually likes this habit.

You can write down things you don’t understand and memorable things in a few words. It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand it now, maybe one day later you will suddenly understand it.

...

While Zhong Jiuyin was writing a diary slowly and enjoying the peace at home, the outside world was already full of excitement.

Ai Yuanyuan finished her work and was interviewed in the break room.

Dealing with certain entertainment journalists is quite tiring, they are out of control, and often deliberately ask topics that have nothing to do with the business and have nothing to do with themselves. Occasionally, I can hear the news that a certain star slammed the microphone and left.

But Ai Yuanyuan didn't expect to meet her. During her business interview time, two reporters insisted on asking her: "On the Internet, Zhong Jiuyin and Yan Cheng are suspected to be in love. Do you know the inside story?"

"Did you know about Zhong Jiuyin's suicide in advance? Is her personality in private very different from the person she established?"

"Have you ever contacted Zhong Jiuyin in private? Is your relationship really good in private?"

Zhongjiuyin Zhongjiuyin, all Zhongjiuyin.

Both Ai Yuanyuan and her manager looked unhappy, and they held back their displeasure, saying politely that they didn't know or understood, and didn't want to answer these questions that offended other people's privacy.

After the interview was over and they returned to the car, Ai Yuanyuan couldn't help crying.

"It's okay," the manager reassured her, "there's a lot of news about them, and everyone they know will be questioned."

It's just that the level of this group of reporters is really not high. They are obviously interviewing for business activities, but they spend less than half of the time asking about Zhong Jiuyin.

"Then shouldn't be so confident, is it because I don't have Zhong Jiuyin fire, so I can treat it casually?" Ai Yuanyuan's nasal cavity was sore.

"I don't want to be jealous, really, but I think I've done a good job, but it's not as good as their one scandal and one character set."

The manager hesitated to speak, but she stopped her from speaking.

"Sister, you don't need to persuade me. I know the seriousness. I just complain and finish talking."

Ai Yuanyuan lowered her head and opened her eyes even when she shed tears, her makeup didn't get on her face.

Eye makeup is easy to fix but not easy to paint. She still has a small schedule later, so it's best not to mess up her makeup. This is a little habit she has learned in the past few years when she was traveling between different stages.

The agent looked at her worriedly. She controlled her voice to choke for a while, and said, "I'm really uncomfortable. I was wondering if I was too arrogant. In fact, I didn't do well at all, so I didn't have a bell." Jiuyin is so popular with the audience."

"In terms of strength, I have trained for several years and filmed movies. I am not humble enough to say that my business ability is better than all of them."

"In terms of EQ, I treat people well. Even if I don't match Liang Zhi's personality, I have been learning about him. Just to avoid offending him by saying wrong things, I even chatted with him to win the camera."

"In terms of appearance and personality, I've been praised for being beautiful since I was a child, so my personality isn't annoying, right?"

"I also try my best to maintain the relationship with fans, and the fans are very sticky."

"But why, just not as good as others?"

Ai Yuanyuan's voice was trembling. These thoughts had taken root and rotted in her mind. She couldn't tell her fans, family and friends, for fear of being spread out and being misunderstood.

She can only think over and over again, and even draw conclusions on her own——

She is just a very bad person, in fact, she has no ability or ability to express herself, so no one will like her.

After saying these words, she felt a little better.

Ai Yuanyuan carefully wiped away her tears with a tissue, raised her head and said, "Okay, let's finish complaining. How long until we get there?"

"About 10 minutes."

The manager looked at her in the rearview mirror, hesitated for a while, and persuaded her softly: "Don't think that way, at least the fans and I know that you are very good, don't waste your energy on corners."

Ai Yuanyuan: "I know the truth."

But it's not easy to make sense without digging into a dead end, and she can't control herself.

"Then let me give you an example," the manager turned to look at her seriously, "the example of Zhong Jiuyin."

"During the two years she signed with Huancheng Entertainment, she worked with an agent with ulterior motives. The situation was much worse than yours. She had no filming, no fans, no money, and she was forced to accept a job on the cover of a novel. Go back."

"She was also uncomfortable. It was not as simple as a dead end. From being unthinkable to committing suicide, she must have had a particularly difficult time in the middle. She probably didn't think about it at the time, and someone would envy her half a year later."

Ai Yuanyuan was stunned.

The manager slowed down his voice: "She can wait for a chance to turn around in such a situation. How do you know that you have no chance? In the entertainment industry, fire is a matter of metaphysics. Maybe it will be your turn next time."

She pursed her lips tightly and remained silent for a while, then looked out of the window and whispered: "That's right. No one should be jealous of her if you are jealous. My situation is good enough."

A slightly familiar SUV happened to pass by outside the window, but Ai Yuanyuan couldn't see clearly, not sure if it was Yan Cheng inside.

The next job site was coming soon, so she leaned back to take the time to rest without saying anything.

In the passing car, Sister Xu unscrewed a bottle of water and was asking Yan Cheng a question.

"What's wrong with your mouth? Have you eaten pineapple?" Yan Cheng is slightly allergic to pineapple juice, and his skin will become slightly red and swollen after touching it.

Yan Cheng raised his finger to wipe his lips, and said lightly, "No. I went to Zhong Jiuyin's house yesterday."

"..." Sister Xu squeezed her hands, and the water in the mineral water bottle was squeezed out and flowed all over her face. She gasped suddenly, and the water choked directly into her throat.

"Cough cough cough cough! Yes, is that what I thought?!"

　Sister Xu: Is that what I mean?You went to her house...and ate pineapple together? ? ?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)