This entertainment industry is a bit strange

Chapter 9 Want to handle him, are you worthy?

There was no work for Yang Rui the next morning, but he still came to the set early.

When you have no backer, a humble and hard-working attitude is one of the best ways to impress the crew members.

On the way, he also bought some pancakes, rice balls, buns and soy milk, hoping to have a big breakfast.

Sometimes you don’t need a lot of fish and meat to make a relationship, and a steamed bun that is just right may not be inferior to deliberate delicacies from mountains and seas.

These are all the experiences he has honed in his eight years of horizontal drifting.

In the end, he was a little surprised that almost all those martial arts colleagues took a detour when they saw him, not to mention grabbing breakfast, and they didn't even want to say hello.

what's the situation?
Yang Rui was a little confused, could it be that he was really isolated?
But...it's not my fault that it's too good!

"Hey, there are steamed buns?" Shi Xiaolong got out of nowhere, his eyes lit up, and he directly put his hand into the bag, "Oh, it's still big meat buns, thank you!"

After speaking, he grabbed one and gnawed, his mouth full of oil.

The little assistant at the side was about to cry. If the picture of the pig eating was posted on the Internet, she would have to deduct her salary again!
"And me and me." Fat Boy Onion also ran over, "Pancakes, I want pancakes... Wow, just give me one? Who do you look down on, you can't even fit between your teeth!"

Even Ren Shan, who played Shan Xiongxin, came over, "Can you give me a bag of soy milk? I'm going to shoot a drinking scene later, and my stomach hurts just thinking about it."

Except for those hypocritical little fresh meats, almost all the drinking scenes in "Sui and Tang Dynasty" are about drinking real guys, and it's a bit unbearable to be in poor health.

Yang Rui immediately handed over two steamed buns and a bag of soy milk, "Mr. Ren, hurry up and fill your stomach. Drinking on an empty stomach can easily hurt your body."

"Thank you." After taking the breakfast, Ren Shan opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just patted Yang Rui on the shoulder, turned and left.

In the early nine o'clock, director Hu Kai came to the set with a yawn.

The pair of dark circles under the eyes are really eye-catching, and it is unknown whether they are caused by the play, or are tossed by the female fairy.

The field managers and assistants who had been waiting for a long time rushed up to report the preparations.

Soon, Hu Kai roared furiously on the set: "What are you talking about? Dozens of extra performers have a stomachache together? Are you fooling me for a fool?!"

"Go, call the group leader and ask them to send someone over quickly. I'll only give them half an hour, no waiting!"

"Mal Gobi, a few sons of bitches, gave them face back?!"

The firepower was so fierce that everyone scattered around in fright, and the whole set was chilled.

Half an hour later, Yang Rui was chatting with Shi Xiaolong in the rest area, when the producer Zeng Lei walked over with a dark face.

"Xiao Yang, take a step to speak."

Seeing Fatty Zeng's face, Yang Rui's heart skipped a beat.

Shi Xiaolong also seemed to have a premonition, and Xiaoyuan's face was ashen.

Walking side by side to an empty corner, Zeng Lei sighed dejectedly, "I'm sorry, Xiao Yang."

Yang Rui understood immediately, "Is it because of those group leaders?"

"You are really smart." Zeng Lei praised.

"I'm just not stupid." Yang Rui sneered, "For two days in a row, the extras must have been making trouble. Someone must be behind the scenes. How dare those bitter extras have the guts."

"Actually, the director and I both like you very much. Lao Wang and Director Hu even considered letting you play Luo Cheng, but it's a pity..."

Zeng Lei shook his head, "If it's any other film, we can definitely protect you, but this film is a bit special. The war scenes require a lot of group performances and meticulous planning and preparation. These cannot be separated from the group leader."

"But now, those group leaders spontaneously organized to boycott our crew, and you have seen the consequences... After all, we are a team from Xiangjiang, so it is difficult to fight these local bosses."

"The film crew burns money. We can't afford to spend a lot of money every day. And you know the virtues of those three traffickers. If they can't finish it on time, there will probably be some trouble... "

"I understand, and I understand." Yang Rui said calmly: "The root of the trouble is myself, and I can't blame you."

Zeng Lei patted him on the shoulder, then took out a thick kraft paper bag from his satchel, and stuffed it into Yang Rui's hand.

"There is 3 yuan in it, which is a little compensation for us. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely arrange a role for you."

Yang Rui was also rude to him, thanked him and took the red envelope.

After returning to the set and saying hello to everyone, he ended the two-day tour of the crew of "Sui and Tang Dynasties".

It was like a dream.

Xie Junhao and others were quite upset about this, and Shi Xiaolong even jumped up and scolded his mother, but it was of no use, he could only comfort Yang Rui in turn, and agreed to get together after the finale.

Zeng Lei personally sent Yang Rui out of the set, and kept encouraging him along the way.

"Xiao Yang, don't be discouraged by this. Director Hu and I are very optimistic about you. Keep working hard and you will have a chance."

"Based on your conditions, as long as you seize a chance, you can soar into the sky..."

In the middle of speaking, Yang Rui suddenly turned his head and looked sideways, "Mr. Zeng, what's the name of that group leader?"

Ten meters away, a bearded man was smoking a cigarette and looking at this side, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was the group leader who blocked Yang Rui before.

Zeng Lei was stunned for a moment, and replied truthfully: "Zhang Jianming."

"Zhang Jianming..." Yang Rui nodded, "I remember him."

The voice was very calm, but Fatty Zeng could hear a piercing chill from it.

This kid... knows how to hold grudges!

"Mr. Zeng, goodbye." Yang Rui rode on the small electric donkey and waved goodbye, "I wish you all a smooth filming and a big hit in ratings."

After he left, Zhang Jianming stubbed out his cigarette and came up to him.

"Master Zeng, good morning!" Zhang Jianming greeted him while taking out a stack of supermarket shopping cards from his pocket, as if about to stuff them into Zeng Lei's hand.

Estimated by face value and thickness, it is worth at least tens of thousands.

"Grandpa Zeng, this is a sympathy from our brothers. I will buy you some snacks for entertainment."

Normally, Zeng Lei might have accepted it half-heartedly, but this time, he turned around and left with a dark face.

"Don't tell me, Master Zeng." Zhang Jianming followed closely, "I know you're not happy, but we also have to uphold the rules of the industry, right? There's no such thing as a circle without rules!"

"Grandpa Zeng, tell me, we brothers will make up for the loss caused by the absence of the dragon suit in the past two days, okay?"

Zeng Lei stopped abruptly, and said with a grim expression: "Your surname is Zhang, it is said that you have been in this industry for many years, why don't you have any sharp eyesight?"

"Think about it with your pig's brain, a child who wants to have a good face, a body with a body, a skill with a skill, and an emotional intelligence with an emotional intelligence, is it possible for him to be a trick for the rest of his life?"

"I'll tell you plainly now, Director Hu and Producer Wang admire him a lot. Shi Xiaolong is a big brother when he meets him. Xie Junhao wants to learn martial arts skills from him. Fat Boy Cong also regards him as a friend..."

"Want to handle him? Take a pee and take good care of yourself, are you worthy?!"

Every time he said a word, Zhang Jianming's face turned pale.

In just two or three days, that kid has gotten to this point? !
I knew earlier...

"Zhang Jianming, remember, you are the one who will kill everything today without leaving any room. When you turn around and look for a place, don't cry and cry for injustice!"

Looking at Zeng Lei's angry back, Zhang Jianming felt a little pain in his head.

What the hell!

…………

On the first day of unemployment, Yang Rui expressed his emotional stability.

After two days of work, I received [-] in my account, which is very flattering.

He doesn't regret offending the group leader, because he knows too well what kind of shit this group is.

Give gifts first when meeting, and no one with tens of thousands of dollars will even look at you;
If you're a pretty female extra, you probably have to suffer a little bit.

After it's over, I'll let you hang out for a while, which is called grinding your temper.

Shit, pure PUA.

At that time, I really wanted to point to the head of the group to operate. I guess I haven't even seen the crew yet!

On the second day of unemployment, the mood is still stable.

He even played the newly bought game console, complaining about it while playing.

Both are [-]-in-[-] game consoles, and they are also products of a certain paradise. How can there be such a big gap?
Look at the materials and workmanship of this machine, look at the game screen...

Loser!
On the third day of his career, he couldn't lie down a bit.

It's almost enough to rest for two days, you can't just lie down and mess around all the time, right?
Keep looking for a job!

As soon as I turned on the phone, a Fetion message popped up on the screen.

Click to see, it is a voice message, from...Jing Tian.

"Yang Rui, my movie can't be finished." There seemed to be a bit of crying in the voice.

You can't make a movie, what's the use of asking me?
Elderly people look at their mobile phones in the subway.jpg.

After thinking about it, it is better to give some response, otherwise it will hurt the girl's heart too much.

"Oh."

"Oh, you're so tall! Yang Rui, I'm not kidding you, "Those Years" really failed!"

What does it matter to me?

There is no seven-day unreasonable return clause for selling scripts.

Continue typing with one hand, "Oh."

"Yang Rui!!! Do you still want the 30 yuan?!"

you sir!
Yang Rui finally pressed the voice button.

"Miss, what exactly do you want?"

(End of this chapter)