This entertainment industry is a bit strange

Chapter 21 I boasted very well, don't boast next time!

I got a clean cut and shaved off the stubble.

Looking at the sword-browed and star-eyed face in the mirror, Yang Rui couldn't help but be amazed.

It's so handsome!
As long as he is willing, with this face, it is not too easy to be an Internet celebrity!
But unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not take this step.

Once on MCN's thief ship, even Li Ziqi, who is as popular as Li Ziqi, will inevitably be beaten to the bone and sucked out the marrow, and finally become a wedding dress for nothing.

Even if you go to eat soft food, it is better than being a blood bag for MCN.

Put on a cheap shirt and jeans and go out for an appointment.

Although it was just a simple tidy up without any elaborate styling, it still attracted a lot of prying eyes after going out.

A few daring girls directly used their mobile phones to secretly take pictures. If he hadn't sneaked away so fast, he would probably come up to him and ask for a Fetics signal.

Alas, he is too handsome and tiring.

The location Ding Lan chose was also a private restaurant. The house looked mottled and old, and those who didn't know it thought it was an old house to be demolished.

But the few luxury cars at the door, with an average price of one million yuan, quietly proved the quality of this restaurant.

Riding a small electric donkey and parked next to these luxury cars, Yang Rui felt like a coward who strayed into the dragon's lair, weak and funny.

Fortunately, the waiter at the door was very dedicated, and he did not despise him because of the shabby condition of the vehicle, and still guided him politely.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a sense of luxury and extravagance.

Inside and outside the door, it seems like two worlds.

At the door of the "Peony Hall", the waiter politely knocked on the door as a warning, then smiled sweetly and bent down to salute: "I wish you a pleasant meal."

Yang Rui thanked him, opened the door and entered.

He glanced at the door, and he was immediately taken aback.

In the huge Furong Hall, there were only two people sitting.

One is an old acquaintance Ding Lan, and the other...

The oval face with pearls and round jade, the peach blossom eyes full of autumn water, the long hair and high curls, the vermilion lips slightly crimson, the pear dimples looming between the smiles, the beauty is almost soul-stirring.

The female bodhisattva that Ding Lan was talking about turned out to be the famous Beijing princess Xu Xie? !

What the hell is this?

The huge unexpected impact made Yang Rui a little confused.

"Ahem!" Ding Lan coughed twice with a straight face, "I came so late, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"I rushed over as soon as I received the location from you, but what can I do if my little donkey can't run fast?"

Yang Rui spread his hands, and turned to Xu Xie with a coquettish smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xu, for keeping you waiting."

"It's okay, sit down."

While responding, Xu Xi secretly looked at Yang Rui, her eyes sparkling brightly.

This is a goblin who gets more flavorful the more she is familiar with, at the age of 34, she is in the golden age of a woman, and her every move and smile is charming.

She is like a ripe peach, as if the skin will burst with the slightest touch.

The lustrous luster in those peach blossom eyes can drown ninety-nine out of ten normal-oriented men.

Being stared at so directly by her, Yang Rui felt a little tingly.

Could it be that the rumor that this princess likes to collect stamps...is true?

Fortunately, Xu Xie didn't go too far, she looked away after a few glances, and started to order food with Ding Lan.

When it was Yang Rui's turn, he absentmindedly ordered two vegetarian dishes, with two question marks in his head: How did Xu Xi know about me?Why is she looking for me?
After eating a few mouthfuls without taste, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Ding, Mr. Xu, did you come to me specifically today for something?"

Xu Xi covered her mouth and giggled, her eyes fluttered and she said, "I thought you could hold on for a while longer, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Yang Rui's forehead was secretly sweating, am I too dirty?
Why does this sound weird?

Ding Lan also seemed to be a little tricky, and gave Xu Xi an annoyed look.

Wiping her mouth with a towel, she explained, "I've been working on theaters for the past few days. It just so happens that she has very strong connections in this area, so I want her to help me out."

Yang Rui was secretly surprised.

It is not easy for Ding Lan to have a relationship with the princess in Beijing.

Judging from the degree of intimacy between her and Jing Tian, ​​it should not be a role of nanny assistant, but more like a guardian.

What is this woman's background?
"I'll tell the rest myself." Xu Xie lit a fruit cigarette and took up the conversation with a smoke ring, "When Lanlan came to me, I happened to have something I wanted her to help with, so she asked her for help. I recommend you."

Yang Rui's heart tightened, could it be that he wanted me to be a lai 毐?

"I want you to write me a screenplay."

Huh, okay, okay...

"Huh?" Yang Rui came back to his senses, his jaw almost dislocated: "What did you just say? Let me...write the script?"

He almost thought there was something wrong with his ears!

This is Xu Xi!
As long as she hooks her fingers, well-known screenwriters who are willing to help her write scripts can line up from Qingfeng City to Forty-Nine City!

"Mr. Xu, are you kidding me?" Yang Rui couldn't laugh or cry and said, "I'm just an amateur screenwriter playing tricks, so even if you invite me, it won't be my turn, right?"

"I just let you try it, but I didn't say it will definitely work." Xu Xie exhaled a smoke ring, and the faint peach smell diffused in the room.

"Besides, do you think I'm idle? I came here from Yanjing all the way to play a joke on you?"

"Since last year, I have been looking for people to write notebooks everywhere, and I have also invited several old pen holders in Forty-Nine City, but in the end, none of them can be used."

"Either it's a script of Wen Qing's late-stage neurosis, or it's rubbish mixed with private goods. If I dare to shoot today, I will be banned tomorrow."

"The rest of them don't have any good intentions. Either let me show here or let me show there. It seems that I can't make a good movie without showing something. A bunch of nasty old perverts!"

Yang Rui smiled awkwardly, "They are all bad, so I am even worse."

It's not that he doesn't want to write, it's just that he doesn't dare to write.

Those big cows' notebooks were all discarded, but in the end he was a wild little transparent and won the jackpot...

Isn't that the same as slapping someone in the face?
Don't look at Xu Xi's understatement, but God knows how many mountain sculptures in the entertainment industry are in those LSPs?

Literati look down on each other, and hatred is worth a lot!

At that time, when he entered the circle, wouldn't it make people want to die?
He has to eat food one bite at a time, and if he walks too far, it is easy to break the egg. He still has the awareness of this.

however……

"Don't rush to be humble, I've read your script." Xu Wei flicked the cigarette ash gracefully, "The story of "Those Years" is quite simple, but its smoothness and sunshine can beat those messy similar books, and the foundation is very solid. "

"The quality of "Life and Burial" is indeed mediocre, but it is very difficult to cheat Hongmeng's investment and help the little princess to complain, which is tantamount to dancing in shackles."

"But you completed the script in less than three days, which is enough to prove your talent."

"And compared to those famous screenwriters, you have an advantage that they don't have, that is, being down-to-earth."

"Those old penholders who are pampered in courtyards or big villas have long been divorced from society and the masses. What they write is like a castle in the air, and it is impossible to read at all, but you are different."

"You are a young man, active in thinking and able to keep up with the trend; you are a child who is smoked out of fireworks, and the stories you write can land on both feet."

"So I believe that as long as you are given enough time, you can write a good book."

Yang Rui wants to cry but has no tears.

That's a good compliment, don't do it next time.

You are forcing me to go to Liangshan!

"I know what you're worried about." Xu Yu said with a smile: "As long as you dare to write, you don't need to worry about those messy things. If you can't even handle this, do you still have the face to mess around in this circle?"

Yang Rui smiled politely, hehe.

You say it nicely, but when something really happens, God knows if you will care?

Yin Susu, a famous philosopher in the [-]th century, once said: The more beautiful a woman is, the more she will deceive others.

Every word is pearls, shocking to the deaf.

Yang Rui deeply agrees!

"The cinema side is just a matter of a few phone calls for me, and if you catch up with the unpopular schedule, I can help you get a relatively good time slot, so that you won't let ghosts watch your movie in the middle of the night .”

This is the start of the lure.

Yang Rui was silent, he was calculating the balance of interests.

"Burial" is indeed very important to him, it is the stepping stone for him to enter the circle.

But if you really agree, the risk is really...

"Besides..." Xu Xi quietly narrowed his eyes, "That Zhou Xuan, doesn't he deserve a beating?"

Yang Rui's eyelids twitched suddenly, and his face darkened.

"Have you checked me?"

(End of this chapter)