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Chapter 122 Dog men belong to dogs

Cen Jia no longer wanted to look at him, it was so irritating to her eyes.

She turned to leave speechlessly.As a result, Jiang Zhe lost his hands without even taking a single step.

The long sword flew into the air with a cold light, drew an arc as he said "fuck", and headed straight for the door facing Director Zheng who was walking this way.

"Oh, I'll go!" Director Zheng was so frightened that he turned around and ran back.

As he moved, the strand of hair covering his bald head suddenly stood up in the wind, like a shaky antenna.

There was a "clang" sound, the tip of the sword was nailed to the place he had just stepped on, and he fell to the ground with a "clang".

It's a blessing that he escaped quickly.

Cen Jia was dumbfounded, and Jiang Zhe was also dumbfounded.

Director Zheng heard the sound of the sword hitting the ground and ran two more steps before stopping.He turned his head, looked at the long sword on the ground, and then looked at the culprit Jiang Zhe, trying hard to say in his heart: This is an investor, this is an investor.Hold it back, don't curse!You must hold it back!
But he endured it, but the little fairy didn't.

Cen Jia resisted the urge to pick up the sword and give her foolish son a beating. After taking a few deep breaths, she spat at him, "Are you seriously ill?"

"If you destroy the director, how will the movie be filmed? Who will make money for us?"

"If you can't make money, how can you go out and show off your authority to support a girl?"

Director Zheng: "..." I thank you, and I feel even more heartbroken.It turns out that he is a money-making machine, and capitalists are indeed ruthless!

The investor who almost killed the director was a little embarrassed at the moment: "Well... I'm sorry. My hands are slippery."

Director Zheng walked over and bent down to pick up the sword.I really couldn't hold back my yin and yang words: "Mr. Jiang, please don't hit the extras with your hands later. Although the crew is insured, it's not like this. We take the money and others will suffer."

"Sorry, sorry." Jiang Zhe scratched his head out of habit, and ended up grabbing the wig cover.Afraid of ruining the shape and having to fiddle with it again, I hurriedly stopped.

"Alas..." Director Zheng sighed and said nothing more.He handed the sword to Jiang Zhe, "This sunset scene is good. Let's shoot your scene first. Come on, I'll tell you about the scene.

"Oh, okay." Jiang Zhe was excited for a moment and quickly followed.

Cen Jia turned around and wanted to do something else.I was stopped by my stupid son again.

"Hey, don't leave! Make a short video for me later. No one else can take pictures of how handsome I am."

"Then I thank you for your trust." Cen Jia rolled her eyes and followed.

For a pure rookie like Jiang Zhe, this scene, which has lines and lacks coercion, is already quite difficult.

Director Zheng and Cen Jia were both ready to do it fifteen or sixteen times.The result was done five times.

His movements were good the first time, but he forgot his words after coming down from the sky.But Second Young Master Jiang was a talent. After standing there like a telegraph pole for a few seconds, he made up two lines of his own.

The second time I was probably just thinking about the lines, my posture was not good and one of my moves was missing.

The third time, the movements and postures were in place, and the lines were spoken, but they stumbled a bit and lost some momentum.

For the fourth time, he immersed himself in the world of middle school to find the feeling, and finally finished it in one go.

The fifth time was that Director Zheng wanted to keep improving.

After the scene was over, the assistant helped him remove the pressure from his body.He hurriedly ran to Cen Jia and stretched his head to look at her mobile phone: "How is it? Am I handsome?"

Cen Jia handed the phone back directly, not bothering to answer the call.Director Zheng was also playing back the footage on the monitor, feeling quite satisfied.

If nothing else, Jiang Zhe has a very good temperament and face.I don’t want the young freshmen in the circle to be generally milky and girly, and their facial features look okay at first glance.After looking at it carefully for a long time, it seems to be mass-produced.

The next scene is still here, but some of the scenery needs to be dismantled and rebuilt to add some props.

Taking advantage of this moment, he stood up and walked over to the two of them. He looked at Jiang Zhe with a smile and said, "Xiao Jiang, are you interested in entering the circle to develop?"

"Forget it." Jiang Zhe shook his head like a rattle, "I'm too tired."

He comes here often these days, it's not like he hasn't seen the hard work of filming.Those who can survive are okay, but most people are actually social animals in the film and television industry.It's no more glamorous than ordinary migrant workers. It's even quite hard and unstable.

It would be better for him to be a rich third-generation man who lives his life and waits for death. It’s not like his family doesn’t have that condition.

Director Zheng just asked casually, and seeing that Jiang Zhe didn't catch a cold, he didn't continue to lobby.He turned to look at Cen Jia: "How have you considered the matter I asked you last time?"

Cen Jia reacted for a moment, but didn't respond: "Which one are you talking about?"

Director Zheng would ask her something every day, most of which were related to money.So now when she hears him saying something is wrong, her heart and liver ache reflexively.

Fortunately, this time it’s not about money.

He glanced at Jiang Zhe and didn't deliberately avoid it, but he didn't say it clearly: "It's about Ning Lan. Didn't you promise me to think about it for two days? It's been a few days."

"Uh..." Cen Jia was embarrassed for a second.

After Director Zheng mentioned it to her that day, she asked someone to check Ning Lan and her company.The people below have already given feedback.She originally wanted to tell Director Zheng a few days ago, but Zhou Heng suddenly ran over and forgot about it.

Sure enough, the man made a mistake!
Ugh……

"There is no problem with me. You ask her to contact Sun Qian now to discuss the details. If it is suitable to work together, we will sign the contract directly when the contract expires and is terminated."

"Okay." Director Zheng immediately nodded happily, "Then I will tell her tonight."

Tonight's night show was temporarily cancelled, and work ended before 7 o'clock.

Cen Jia didn't go back to her room, but to Zhou Heng's place across the street.

When I entered the door, I found that the room was dark, and the dog man was no longer there.

"Sure enough, the dog just can't sit still..." She sighed while inserting the key card into the power socket.

When the room suddenly became bright, a low and familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Did you just come back?"

"Ah!" Cen Jia was so frightened.Jumping on his feet, he turned around suddenly and rolled his eyes at someone who suddenly appeared, "You are a dog, can't you make some noise when you walk?"

Zhou Heng looked at her with a heavy gaze, first pointing to the thick carpet on the corridor floor: "Please make some noise for me." Then he corrected her in the tone of educating a kindergarten child, "Also, dogs make noises when walking. It’s the sound. Cats don’t make any noise when they walk. They are adults after all, and they don’t distinguish between cats and dogs.”

"You can't tell the difference between a cat and a dog!" No, you are a dog!So you can always tell which species you are.

After saying that, he said "Huh", turned around, walked in the door, and flopped down on the bed.

Seeing that she was exhausted, Zhou Heng did not continue to argue with her.He closed the door and followed her to the bed. He reached out and touched her smooth and delicate forehead: "Have you had dinner?"

　Due to sudden low blood pressure and dizziness this week, I am currently undergoing acupuncture. The doctor has ordered me to rest for a few days. Updates will resume next Monday. I am really sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)