Begonia sleepless tonight

Social fear?

Yan Ruyi let out a groan, with a weird expression on her face: "She fear...can you still be an actor? I watched his drama, and his acting skills are not bad."

"Yes, but when filming, the scene has to be cleared. Except for the necessary staff and the cosplayers of the opponent's scene, no one else can be on the scene." Hoo Jiesen sighed again, as if he had broken his heart. Big Brother.

Yan Ruyi let out a sigh, and stood there awkwardly with the others, only staring at Huo Jiesen: "Then... how to interview?"

"It's okay, just wait." Ho Jiesen waved to Ansong, "Come down, this is a reporter from the TV station, the person you are looking for."

Yan Ruyi, Xiao Ru, Xiao An and Teacher Chen looked at An Song eagerly.

The latter shrank his neck, buried half of his face in the collar of his sweater, and said in a low voice, "It's clearly the person you're looking for."

Huo Jiesen rolled up his sleeves, picked up the things at hand, and was about to catch up: "You boy! Why are you so ignorant? Who am I doing this for? Tell me about you, any excitement will be exposed directly, now it's all right , all film and television cooperation, all invitations have been suspended."

He made a gritty voice, frowned and said, "How old are you, do you ruin your future like this?"

"Aren't you the same?" An Song replied unwillingly.

"I... I'm different!" When Huo Jiesen said this, he was very unconfident.

An Song buried his face again, almost only his eyes could be seen. Although his tone was very strong, his voice was very low, and his eyes kept dodging, not daring to fall on Yan Ruyi and the others: "Well, it's not as good as me Woolen cloth."

The look is so natural.

Xiao Ru, who was standing behind Yan Ruyi, burst out laughing with a puff, and closed her mouth the moment An Song looked over.

And An Song also grasped the railing of the stairs, and took another step back like a cautious kitten.

amount……

How can we communicate like this?
Yan Ruyi blinked and looked at Huo Jiesen.

Huo Jiesen rolled his eyes helplessly, gritted his teeth and said, "Come down for me! It's agreed to be interviewed, hurry up!"

An Song then lingered down and sat on the sofa stiffly, his eyes fixed on Yan Ruyi for a moment, Ke Yan looked at him, but wondered if he was looking at himself .

As if to make him relax a bit, Huo Jiesen sat down beside him, patted him lightly, and Ansong's tightly clenched hands relaxed a bit.

He looked at Yan Ruyi with piercing eyes, but still hid the lower half of his face in the sweater collar, so that Yan Ruyi couldn't remember what his face looked like at all.

"Let's get started," Hodgeson said.

Yan Ruyi straightened her clothes, and sat across from An Song in a very ladylike manner. She solemnly took out the interview script and put it on her lap, and looked at An Song: "Mr. An, may I ask, is the first time you were coerced by the company?" at what time?"

An Song's eyes flashed, and he fell into the memory.

"When I first started, I was just a young artist. Although I was good-looking, I also had some facial features, but it was useless. Maybe it was because of my facial features that the company finally set their sights on me." When An Song said this, he paused, and the corners of his eyes were bitter, "My agent told me that he wanted to arrange a wine game for me. In the wine game, there is a female director. If I can Make her happy, just leave me a place in the new drama."

An Song quickly looked up at Yan Ruyi, then turned his head away, gritted his teeth like humiliation, and said, "At that time, I naively thought that I was just asked to toast, and then...at the wine table, the director started to say something wrong. If nothing else, after the banquet was over, he even asked me to follow the female director back to the room. My first reaction was to refuse, but..."

His eyes soon turned red, and his voice was rough: "I was beaten, and I realized later that it is really too difficult to be clean in the circle. That is also my famous work."

An Song didn't become famous very early, but he was definitely lucky. He entered the entertainment circle for two or three years, and at the age of 21, he became popular because of a contrasting and cute character. After that, he went all the way to the top. It went very smoothly, even if there were occasional different voices, they would soon disappear.

Thinking about it now, it should be the benefactor behind him who helped him solve the trouble.

Since then, Ansong has been forced to tie up with the company. The more popular he is, the more embarrassing the private drinking situation will be. Fortunately, he dare not play too much in China. There are female directors, female screenwriters, and even male directors...

This time, his revelation coincided with the battle between Lu Mian and Jiang Jiucheng.

Even Ansong himself thought that this time the egg hit a rock, and it would end tragically, but he didn't expect that the company failed to suppress the heat, and instead made the incident more serious.

An Song lowered his head, the feeling of slump on his face became heavier, his eyelids were still red, he said softly: "Later, when I chatted with the female artists of the same company, I found out that there are still many artists who are also ... oppressed by the corporation."

He laughed sarcastically, turned his eyes around the [-]-square-meter apartment, and finally landed on the large balcony outside, he mocked: "I thought all artists were like this, they want to be famous, If you want power, if you want money, you have to endure these things, but I only found out after meeting Jiege that it's not just like this, it turns out... If a company is really strong enough, it can protect the company's artists of."

With faint pride on his face, Huo Jiesen said humbly to Shangyan Ruyi's gaze, "Don't look at me like that, it's Master Jiu who is so powerful and didn't let us suffer all this."

Yan Ruyi's heart ached, and she thought of Jiang Jiucheng, who was missing now, and her brows were tightly knit together.

After An Song explained the cause and effect, the whole person visibly became decadent. He sat on the sofa, motionless, and his face was extremely depressed.

Yan Ruyi wanted to enlighten him, but Huo Jiesen waved her hand to tell her not to talk so much. He walked over directly, brought Yan Ruyi to a relatively quiet environment, and lit a cigarette: "do you mind?"

"It's okay." Yan Ruyi lowered his head and sorted out the interview draft, and took out his phone to glance at it, but there was still no information.

Huo Jiesen noticed her movement and took a puff of his cigarette: "Ansong is like this, no matter how much you say, he won't listen to you." He put out the cigarette he had just taken a puff into the ashtray, "You can't contact Master Jiu?"