Chapter 187 The twisted old Wu, his eyes were hurt
The pretty face so close.
That wonderful feeling of being at your fingertips arises again.
"You have a reaction..." Yang Mi blushed and whispered.
"Don't worry about it... By the way, you don't want to fall in love with me? Do you want to marry me?"
"What's there to talk about in love? It's a waste of time. Get married first and then fall in love. It's the same thing."
Li Mingyang laughed and bumped Yang Mi's forehead with his forehead.
"Ouch, what are you doing! It hurts!"
"Get married? I think you are trying to get my shares in Youku." Li Mingyang pulled Yang Mi away unhappily. Pushed down on the body.
Yang Mi hugged Li Mingyang's neck and refused to go down.
"Let go."
"I won't let go."
The two of them were tugging and tugging, and then they both fell on the car mat. The back seat of the MPV had a lot of space for the two of them. They just got stuck together sideways.
The surging elasticity came in waves along with Yang Mi’s struggle.
It made Li Mingyang feel uncomfortable all over.
"Li Mingyang, do you agree or not? If you don't agree today, I will ignore you from now on." Yang Mi imitated Li Mingyang and bumped Li Mingyang's face with her forehead.
Yang Mi bowed her head very hard, the force was a bit fierce, and her head turned red. Li Mingyang felt that his nosebleed was about to come out. In desperation, he pressed against Yang Mi's face.
Then they kissed each other, kissing each other, getting out of control.
...
"Ha...ha...do you agree or not! I am a popular female star after all. I need to have good looks, a good figure, and a good figure. Acting is good...bastard, why are you laughing!"
"Mimi, I'm tired, let me take a rest."
"Why are you so weak now..." Yang Mi let go of Li Mingyang's neck, her eyes full of surprise.
The two of them didn't do anything. They just struggled on the ground for a while. After kissing for a few minutes, Li Mingyang was so tired that he was sweating profusely. Where was his original bravery?
Li Mingyang climbed into the back seat and lay down for a while. After three days of ups and downs with Jing Tian, he rested for one day and applauded for friendship with Tan Songyun every day in the car.
Buxu has gone to hell.
"There's something wrong with you! Did you sleep with someone?" Yang Mi frowned.
“…”
“Kan Qingzhi?”
“I’m tired. I haven’t had much leisure time since the Chinese New Year. I wrote the script Your Name for three days. Three nights..." Li Mingyang closed his eyes and said while touching his forehead.
"Okay..."
Yang Mi held up her hands, climbed into the back seat, and lay down next to Li Mingyang. After a while, Yang Mi also felt sleepy and tired. Before going to sleep, she asked in a daze: "Do you agree or not? "
Li Mingyang touched his eyebrows and did not answer.
No... still not possible.
Yang Mi didn’t respond either.
Jing Tian, Yang Mi, and Tan Songyun have all tried it, but nothing works.
This skill is too bad...
Three of them are not good at it, and the other women are probably also very weak.
The one who is most likely to be effective at the moment is Liu Shishi...
Tacit understanding is of no use... let's forget it.
……
The next day, the sky was clear and it was good weather. The Far Cry crew continued filming normally.
The director became Dapeng, and the assistant director became Wu Zhikui.
No one has any objection to this adjustment.
Don't take everyone's safety at heart and insist on having your own way.
Even people who usually have a good relationship with Wu Zhikui are very unhappy with him.
After one day of shooting, the new director Dapeng not only completed the shooting tasks for the day, but also completed the shooting tasks for tomorrow.
When the work was over, everyone except Wu Zhikui sighed and was very happy.
Yang Mi also patted Dapeng on the shoulder, very satisfied with his humble performance.
Compared to the demanding and unsmiling Wu Zhikui, the director Dapeng kept his attitude low and smiled throughout the whole process. As long as there were no major mistakes, he would pass.
During the break, his attitude was extremely bad. He squatted next to Yang Mi and asked her what she was dissatisfied with and if she wanted to join in the drama.
Although others do not receive such high treatment, whenever they speak, Dapeng always talks with them in a friendly manner.
At the end of the day, all the actors were very satisfied with Dapeng.
"Brother Dapeng, if I had known that I would let you be the director, we wouldn't have to suffer so much." Zhang Ruoyun patted Dapeng on the shoulder and smiled. "Old Wu can't let go of his figure...it will be very difficult in the future!" Qiao Shan said.
“Who says it’s not.”
"The blow is a bit big..."
"What is not a blow? He has never suffered, and he is too comfortable hanging out with Ming Yang."
Zhang Ruoyun took a sip of beer and shook his head. Said: "Old Wu just lacks experience. After spending a few months on my dad's crew, I know that my life is heaven now. In addition to the producer, director, and several leading actors in my dad's crew, life is great. Others are simply I’m worse than a pig or a dog! I’m the son of a producer after all. I spend my days rolling in grass ditches and eating cold steamed buns, which are as hard as bricks.”
“This. Isn’t it bitter? There will be more bitterness later. Bang! The most recent time, the dirt was all over my face. It hurt me so much that I really wanted to go to the ground. But I can’t lie down! I’m a supporting actor! I’ll lose hundreds of thousands by lying on the floor.”
“I was so frightened that I broke out in a sweat the next day. I thought. After some sleep, my dad pulled me out of bed and continued filming. After all, I am the son of Paper Man, and with this fate, let alone others..."
No one at the table sympathized with Zhang Ruoyun, they all thought he was showing off.
The theme of the Anti-Japanese War is not something that everyone has the opportunity to shoot...
And they have heard it so many times that they can almost memorize it.
"What do you guys think Brother Li was talking about with Lao Wu upstairs?" Dapeng said.
"It's probably about to be reassigned. Today, he's just like a piece of wood at the site. He's dispensable..." Qiao Shan glanced upstairs and said with a wry smile.
Job transfers are a common occurrence at Mingyang Entertainment. Except for the newcomer Zhang Ruoyun, everyone here is either transferring jobs or has been transferred many times.
This position is not limited to the crew, and sometimes I will be asked to do some messy things.
It's like Qiao Shan worked as a contractor for half a year, did a good job, and came back to be an actor.
Li Ming changes jobs every day on the crew, starting from the makeup artist all the way down. Today she has fallen to the lowest level and is working on set. Everyone is very curious about what she will do tomorrow and how she can get down.
Upstairs, Li Mingyang was sitting on a chair, reading entertainment news on his mobile phone while listening to Li Ming and Wu Zhikui's review.
After the two of them finished speaking, Li Mingyang turned off his phone.
"Li Ming... you are not suitable to be on the crew anymore. You should go back to Hengdian... Do you have any work you want to do?"
Li Ming sighed, the boss's The demands are getting higher and higher, and her level of skills is no longer enough to do makeup for celebrities.
Besides putting on makeup, she doesn’t know much about anything else. There are too many things to keep in mind, and it’s physical work, too much for her small body!
"I want to be an agent..." Li Ming said unconfidently.
"You even messed up the styling studio, and you still want to be an agent?" Li Mingyang took a sip of wine, "Forget about being an agent, you are not even qualified to be an assistant, there is no life in your eyes."
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"You'd better go back to Hengdian and work at the front desk."
Li Ming was shocked. The front desk was just looking at the door!
“Boss, I still want to make progress. I don’t want to go back and look at the gate... I will be laughed to death by them.”
"Don't worry, no one will laugh at you. Many people have almost forgotten who you are. Learn more. I don't understand what you do every day. You don't even have a driver's license. When you go out, you still need me to drive you." You." Li Mingyang said impatiently.
Wu Zhikui glanced at Li Ming in surprise, he had even touched the Pacific Ocean!
Li Ming felt embarrassed, accepted Li Mingyang's arrangement, and ran away quickly.
When Li Ming left, Li Mingyang suddenly said: "Everyone has their own shining points...Li Ming is special, I really didn't find it."
"She is not suitable for us. In this industry, people are not very strict, and they always brag about how great the company is and how great they are," Wu Zhikui said.
"Do you think you are suitable to be a director?"
"I want to express myself too much and do well, but it's just the opposite. Dapeng doesn't have any airs, he can take it up and put it down. I'm not as good as him in this regard. He is indeed all-rounded."
"You are the opposite of Li Ming. You have too many advantages and your whole person is radiant. Even if you don't meet me, you will not be bad in the future... Your attitude of striving for excellence is right. , I just haven’t found a movie that suits me..."
"What kind of movie do you think you are suitable for?"
"A love movie, preferably a campus love movie." Wu Zhikui. Said with a serious face.
Li Mingyang was stunned, "Old Wu, you are just inexperienced and have no safety awareness this time, but you can't give up on yourself!"
"Really, I don't give up on myself. In fact, what I want to make most is a romance movie. "
Wu Zhikui stood up, took out his notebook from his bag, and then opened his previous works to show Li Mingyang.
Li Mingyang fast-forwarded through five or six movies, and suddenly felt that his eyes were being stung.
He never wanted to be a big man from the north, but Wu Zhikui actually likes to film men having sex with women.
And...
Damn it, his idol turned out to be Aunt Qiongyao, and Li Mingyang’s head was buzzing with all kinds of thunder.
"Director Li, what do you think of my shooting?"
Wu Zhikui didn't feel embarrassed at all, but felt it was very good.
Li Mingyang laughed angrily and patted Lao Wu on the shoulder hard, "That's a good pat... That's right, Lao Wu! Qiong Yao herself can barely eat, so you still want to imitate her? Pull it down!”
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(End of this chapter)