Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

"Sujia Nuo, long time no 'see'."

This is the scene of the second "sing!" national competition. Five judges are sitting in the dressing room waiting for the show to start.

Shen Mei's makeup artist has cooperated with her for many years, and they have a tacit understanding. They can understand each other's minds almost without words, so she puts on the makeup the fastest.After putting on makeup, Shen Mei glanced at the room, walked to Sujia Nuo's side, casually put the elbow of one hand on his shoulder, spread the five fingers of the other hand in front of his eyes, and greeted him with a teasing smile.

Su Jianuo was sitting obediently and asked the makeup artist to make fans. I don't know if he didn't notice the indifference in Shen Mei's tone. He still smiled kindly and nodded slightly, "Long time no see, Sister Shen Mei."

On the contrary, Jiang Ling, who was sitting opposite him, lowered his eyes to let Sister Fu put on eye makeup, heard Shen Mei's words, suddenly opened his eyes, and gave her a cold look.

Standing behind Su Jianuo, Shen Mei looked at Jiangling's cold star-like eyes reflected by the double mirrors in front of her, but she didn't react at all, she just pursed her lips and whistled lightly, and then slowly patted Su Jianuo. Jianuo shrugged twice, turned around and sat on the sofa to fiddle with his mobile phone.

After all, Bai Yuxi was young, and he was always timid when he spoke and acted. He looked at his makeup mirror honestly with a pair of almond-like eyes. Quietly, like a deer drinking water with its head bowed by the stream, panic-stricken, it seemed that it was going to run away at any moment.

As for the cesare week, he simply hasn't been there yet, and I don't know if his young master is putting on airs and stepping on the timeline to start recording, or if he just let everyone go, making the director sweat in a cold sweat. , The land is not working, the phone calls are all sent to the message box, and even his agent can't be contacted.

It's already summer now, the summer in C city is humid and hot, and it's been hard all the time. The director was anxious and scared, and he was begging his grandpa to tell *** to call Cesare Zhou's personal contact number in the aisle, and his heart was burning. Then he sweated profusely.

However, separated by a wall, the lounge is cool and comfortable. The slight start-up sound of the central air conditioner is mixed with a few whispered conversations from time to time. The atmosphere is harmonious and clean, which can be called two worlds.

In the silence, only the high-pitched and exhausted voice outside the door kept repeating, "Hey, Brother X, I am Xiao Zhao from C City TV Station. Excuse me, do you know Brother Cesare's private phone number?" ?"In this case.I don't know how long it has passed, but the voice that fell with a "bang" sound never sounded again, probably because there is no one to ask anymore.

In fact, this is also normal. Stars are under the camera all the time, so they naturally pay special attention to their rare sex. Since most things are handled by agents, I have a work phone held by an assistant. Of course, my private number is rarely revealed. .Even if someone knows his private number, they may not be willing to sell this favor and tell him his private number to a small employee of a TV station that has nothing to do with him.

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and then there was a knock on the door, and a young dark face pushed the door in with a smile, "Excuse me, I am Xiao Zhao, the director of 'sing!', the show should start now, Brother Cesare hasn't arrived yet, I want to ask Sister Shen Mei if you have Brother Cesare's private phone number? Brother Jiang Ling, do you know?"