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Chapter 77 Can Qing Gao Eat?
Yue Yanshu: "It's nothing, you are busy with your work."

Gu Shanghuai frowned, looking at the phone that ended the call, "If it wasn't for fear of your pain, I would have smashed this turtle shell for you sooner or later."

"President..." Wen Qing came out to call someone.

Gu Shanghuai put away his mobile phone and re-entered the conference room.

Yue Yanshu put away his phone and walked back, when he passed by the caravan area, he heard Yan Jingjing's crying and cursing.

"You despise me for everything, and you say that everything I do is wrong? You like Yueyanshu so much, you let her be your daughter."

"Yes, the TV is off the shelves now, are you proud?"

Yan Jingjing yelled and dropped her cell phone, apparently talking to her father had collapsed.

She turned around and saw Yue Yanshu standing not far away, and immediately wiped away her tears, "Are you very proud now?"

"I'm quite proud." Yue Yanshu said, took a tissue and handed it to her, "The eye makeup is messed up."

"You..." Why is this woman so annoying, but she still took out the tissue with anger, and wiped off the eye shadow that fainted from crying.

"What are you worried about? The one who got scolded when the TV was taken off the shelf is also an actor, and you can't be scolded." Yue Yanshu leaned on the RV and looked at Yan Jingjing, who was wiping his face, "My aunt liked watching that show, which proves that the plot is okay. , It’s just that you don’t hire experts as consultants for this kind of medical drama?”

"A web drama, who will give you the money to hire a consultant." Yan Jingjing said viciously.

"So you check the types of malignant tumors on the Internet. You never thought that a cold can turn into cancer on Baidu. How many of these things are completely accurate when you check it?"

"Everyone does this." Yan Jingjing said impatiently, "The main line of romance dramas is love, not those boring daily routines in the operating room."

"It makes sense."

"You are very happy now, you can laugh at me wantonly." Yan Jingjing looked at the Yueyan book with cold eyes.

Yue Yanshu looked at Yan Jingjing, who was full of malice towards her, and took out an A4-sized notebook from the canvas bag he had been carrying, "I went to watch your play, and I will take care of any professional problems in it." I sorted it out for you, taking it off the shelves is at most rectification, actors should have the obligation to make up the recording."

Yan Jingjing paused, or she really didn't expect things to develop like this.

Yue Yanshu motioned for her to take it, "I didn't intend to give it to you, but considering how miserable you are, I'd better give it to you."

Yan Jingjing instantly turned into a stepmother face: "Why are you so annoying."

"Go out and ask now, you are the one who is more annoying." Yue Yanshu countered bluntly, "No, don't let me lose it."

Before the Yueyan book was about to be thrown away, Yan Jingjing snatched the notebook and left.

Gently, Yue Yanshu seemed to hear a thank you.

Yue Yanshu chuckled, she was just a little girl who wanted to be recognized by her father, she had this mentality before, but Teacher Yan was different from her father.

Yan Jingjing is also different from her.

But it's quite refreshing to see Yan Jingjing swallowing her anger, at least it's happier than slapping her.

When Yue Yanshu returned to the set, the plot in the mortuary was always suppressed. The director sat behind the camera and frowned, but he always felt that the actors' explosive power was not enough.

"It was your lover who died, not passers-by A, B, and C. Your lover died because your parents were murdered. You, a coward, should explode at this time, explode." Director Chen scolded angrily.

The young actor kept apologizing, and apologized to Ouyang Huaixi who was standing aside. Ouyang Huaixi waved his hand casually, and the assistant came over and put on a down jacket for her.

"Find out how you feel." The director dropped the microphone, looking quite annoyed.

Yue Yanshu pulled the small bench and sat down, looking at the picture in the camera.

Director Chen lit a cigarette, glanced at the Yueyan book, "Is Mr. Gu's attack dark enough?"

"Do you want to make friends with Mr. Gu? The kind with a white heart and a black heart." Yue Yanshu replied.

Director Chen laughed angrily at her, and tapped his cigarette butt, "You've been quite popular recently."

"It's full of black material, can it not be popular?" Yue Yanshu wanted to take a look at the previous filming, but Director Chen took a picture.

"Don't move around, can you afford to ruin my machine?" Director Chen hissed after saying this, "Your man can afford it."

This is the most irritating thing, this woman is nothing to be afraid of, but she has someone to back her up.

Yue Yanshu laughed softly, but he didn't touch the director's machine, "Director Chen, if this show fails, will I smash your signboard?"

"I've never had a play about bashing in my hands. If I can really save face from anyone, I won't accept it."

"Oh, so you didn't plan to change the script either, did you?"

Director Chen paused, and realized that he had been fooled by this little girl's film. He laughed and cursed, and it was rare for him to confided in Yue Yanshu: "If your writing is not really good, I would not accept it. You I can write books, but let me tell you the truth, as long as you don’t have Gu Shanghuai behind you, just find any director for your work, and your own mother who can change it for you doesn’t know her. In the end, you are lucky enough to marry good husband."

Yue Yanshu lowered his eyes, these words sound harsh.

"But don't think this is ugly. You have talent, he has power and money. This kind of strong alliance has never been a derogatory term. Just you people who have a little ink in their stomachs, who haven't memorized many ancient poems, and have a noble temper Learned a lot."

"I haven't." Yue Yanshu said immediately.

"You know if there is any idea of ​​Qing Gao." The director threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray beside him, "Can Qing Gao be eaten?"

Yue Yanshu accepts teachings with an open mind, and he really can't be eaten with aloofness.

"I have a husband like Gu Shanghuai, who can wake up from dreams with a smile."

Yue Yanshu: "Then Gu Shanghuai can wake up from a dream."

Before Director Chen raised his hand to hit someone, Yue Yanshu suddenly jumped up, "Then you continue here, Bian Liang and I will grind out the next two episodes and see if we can get them out years ago."

Yue Yanshu and Bian Liang returned to the hotel to continue working on the script. Now it is probably in the middle and late stages, and many plots have to be connected in series, which is more troublesome than before.

During the period, Lin Yang called her to ask her about the essay solicitation, and it seemed that she was obliged to participate.

"If you don't participate, if you can't write it, go to Leida and the others." Yue Yanshu directly refused, and the relationship network under him didn't stop.

"Okay, let's not talk about it. You are thinking about the annual meeting. I heard that the editor-in-chief and Mr. Xu proposed to invite Mr. Gu to the annual meeting."

The hands of Yueyan's calligraphy and painting relationship diagram paused slightly, "Looking for Gu Shanghuai? Gu Shanghuai attended your annual meeting?"

"That's definitely not the case. A few days ago, the editor-in-chief suddenly came to me and said that he would persuade you to come to the annual meeting no matter what. I feel that he wanted to use it for fishing and law enforcement." Lin Yang hid in the tea room and looked outside No one dares to speak like that.

"But do you remember the famous composer last time? The one you met on the website, I heard that she will also come as a special guest."

"Jiang Ziqing?"

"Yes, it's her."

"MK live broadcast and Beijing Satellite TV, the website spent a lot of money this time, you really don't want to come?" Lin Yang also hopes that Yue Yanshu can participate, at least stop those who say gossip behind their backs .

Just as Yue Yanshu was about to say no, Lin Yang suddenly called out, "Mr. Gu has agreed to attend the annual meeting."

(End of this chapter)