Chapter 282 Just think about Lao Xu
Even if Tang Songhe becomes pregnant and bald, Liu Wangxue will never forget that face.
When Tang Songhe met Liu Wangxue, he just felt that he looked familiar, so he turned around and took another look.
Unexpectedly, Liu Wangxue also looked back at him, but he really couldn't remember where he had seen this girl. So he just regarded her as a young man who knew him, gave her a polite smile, and then turned around and left.
The boy following him asked: "Master, who is she?"
Tang Songhe shook his head: "I can't remember clearly."
Liu Wangxue stared at his leaving figure for two more seconds. After leaving Shenghai Entertainment, she rarely paid attention to the news in the industry. Because I feel sick when I see this person’s face or hear the relevant information.
Right now, she was really surprised that the person who was so graceful five years ago had turned into such a fat-headed person.
Yes, it’s even more disgusting.
I can't look at it anymore, I'm going to go blind.
"Wow, screenwriter Tang is really here!" Xiao Qing exclaimed in a low voice beside Liu Wangxue, "And the little brother next to him is so good-looking!"
Liu Wangxue turned her head. , found that the little girl was a little stunned, raised his hand and waved in front of her eyes: "Come to your senses, let's go."
Xiao Qing rubbed her fat face shyly, and followed Liu Wangxue . Seeing that she was going in the wrong direction, he quickly pulled her back.
Liu Wangxue thought she was really funny: "Aren't you just in the entertainment industry? What kind of handsome guy and beautiful woman you have never seen before, and you can be fascinated by a little brother?"
Little Qing smiled "hehe": "It's different. Most of the people in the circle are packaged. This is a handsome amateur! Sister Xu Xu, think about it. Walking on the street, you suddenly met such a handsome guy. Isn't it just one day? Your mood has improved?”
That's right, Liu Wangxue thought. When they had nothing to do on weekends in college, she and Wenxi would just find a place to sit down in a shopping mall, park or street corner, and observe the people coming and going around them. One was designing for characters, and the other was designing. Design for clothing. Occasionally, I would meet a few handsome guys and beauties, and the two of them could discuss it enthusiastically for a long time. One wrote stories and the other painted clothes. They really came up with a lot of short stories.
But the little brother Liu Wangxue didn’t pay much attention just now, so he took Xu Qingsong’s face and said, well, my mood is indeed much better.
She asked Xiaoqing: "You just said, 'Director Tang is really here', what do you mean?"
"There is also a crew over there filming, it is a drama from Shenghai Entertainment "Xiao Qing pointed in the opposite direction and said mysteriously, "But they have stopped working for three days. It is said that there is a problem with the script."
"What do you mean?" Liu Wangxue came. interested.
The actor had already arrived at the hotel yesterday afternoon. Xiaoqing went out to help Ni Jia buy things and met a little girl about her age. Xiaoqing saw someone fell down on the roadside and their things were scattered on the ground, so she helped pick them up and put them away, and also helped the person up.
The little girl kept crying. When Xiaoqing reached out to help her, she suddenly hugged Xiaoqing and burst into tears.
Passers-by looked sideways, and Xiaoqing was at a loss.
"What's wrong with you? Don't cry. If you have something to say, please talk to me!" The little girl hugged her tightly. Xiaoqing tried her best not to break her hand away, and faced her nervously. Passers-by repeatedly said, "I didn't bully her, I really didn't bully her! She hugged me and didn't let go!"
Xiao Qing had no choice but to let the little girl hold her, thinking, look You look so thin, how come you are so strong? She rummaged through her bag and took out a pack of paper towels, asking the little girl to wipe them so that her clothes wouldn't get wet by crying. Her clothes would become discolored when they got wet, which was particularly unsightly.
When she lowered her head, Xiaoqing found a dazzling red mark on the little girl's exposed neck, and the blood that had seeped out had dried up.
She was shocked, thinking that the little girl had attempted suicide, and she didn't dare to move.
When the crying gradually stopped, the little girl relaxed her strength. Xiaoqing carried something with one hand and pulled the person up with the other, and took her to sit on a bench at the door of the store next to her. She didn't know what to say. After calming down, she thought about it and realized that it was probably not suicide. When she was helping the little girl pick up things, she found some medicine for treating wounds, so she probably got injured accidentally.
Xiao Qing rummaged through the bag, took out those things, carefully treated the little girl's wound, and put a piece of gauze on it.
The little girl was like a puppet, letting Xiaoqing do whatever she wanted. After Xiaoqing finished doing this, she stared at Xiaoqing, blinked, and looked like she was about to burst into tears again.
Xiao Qing took the initiative and took her hand: "You, have something happened to you?"
The little girl's tears overflowed again, like broken beads. falling down.
Xiao Qing held her hand and wiped her tears with a tissue.
After a while, the tears finally stopped. The little girl sniffed and cried: "You are so kind. I haven't met a good person like you in a long time..."
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As she was about to cry again, Xiaoqing comforted her again and again before she could be comforted.
I thought it was just a chance encounter, but when I was about to leave, I realized that they had the same destination. After the exchange, I learned that the two of them have the same job, as artist assistants.
The little girl’s name was Lin Zhi. She asked Xiaoqing tentatively: “How are your artists treating you?”
When it came to this, Xiaoqing became even more talkative, blah blah blah. Lin Zhi began to enumerate Ni Jia's advantages and how kind he was to himself and others. Hearing this made Lin Zhi envious.
This morning, Xiao Qing came out and met Lin Zhi again. She was sitting by a flower bed wiping her tears.
Although Xiaoqing didn't know what happened to her, she still went over to comfort her.
This time Lin Zhi didn't hold back and told Xiao Qing everything.
It turns out that the artist she was following had a bad temper and was a bit violent. Lin Zhi was a fan. When she saw that the studio was recruiting assistants, she submitted her resume. After she was confirmed to be hired, she was excited for several days.
When she really came, she realized why his brother always changed assistants.
When she was a fan, she felt sorry for her brother along with other big fans and scolded several assistants. When the job really fell to her, she realized that it was not done by humans at all.
"Brother" gets angry at her if she doesn't get what she wants, and he always takes pleasure in torturing people.
It is nothing to ask her to kneel down to put on socks and shoes. I have to shave my head for filming, so I force her to shave it too; when filming the scene of falling into the water in the winter, I pushed her in first to test the water temperature; Physiology During the period, he forced her to drink ice water; when the crew got angry, he went back and slapped her...
Yesterday, someone was photographed throwing cigarette butts around. Reading the comments from netizens, I saw that I got angry and picked up a glass. He smashed it in front of Lin Zhi. Although Lin Zhi dodged, the broken glass happened to hit her neck and flew over.
She almost had her throat cut, and "brother" still smiled and said, "Why didn't you collapse to death?"
The collapsed Lin Zhi had to go out to buy cigarettes for him.
I met Xiaoqing and chatted for a while, but finally went home late. As a result, my "brother" checked out her room and let her sleep in the corridor for the night.
Ling Zhi felt that she could hardly hold on anymore. No one in the studio could help her, and no one on the crew could help her. It was impossible for her to tell her family and friends about these things.
She wanted to resign, but her agent asked her to read the contract first. Unexpectedly, the terms that deceived her into expressing her loyalty turned into shackles that tightly held her.
Yesterday afternoon she fell on the side of the road because she was in a daze and wanted to rush into the traffic to stop her, but she was stopped by a passerby.