The actor's rebirth script

Seeing those cameras with long guns and short guns, the person in charge of the brand was also at a loss. This kind of battle should be paid reporters. However, they did not invite the media to issue this press release, but they quickly reacted Come here, no matter who sent the draft, this is a good opportunity for publicity.

Soon, he warmly entertained the reporters and asked them what they were here to interview?The entertainment journalists of each program or website have the same caliber, let’s take a look at it casually, I heard that your company is shooting a new commercial, can you let us interview each star?The person in charge almost laughed off the dentures in his mouth when he heard it. What is pie in the sky, this is it!

If there are any activities, as soon as they are held, they will attract a large number of reporters to report. There are only two situations. The first is that money is spent, and the second is strength!Obviously, this is a manifestation of strength. The person in charge smiled happily, and Director Zhang also had a happy face. He entertained a group of reporters, and the studio was full of people.

The set is a hospital. Before shooting the last set of shots, the person in charge specifically asked to rest for a while, checked the various arrangements again, and tried to show the best side. The actors took the opportunity to touch up their makeup and rest. Some reporters took the opportunity to ask some questions No pain or itching.

Of course, everyone has a bottle of his new drink. It is almost noon, the sun is shining, and the temperature has risen. Although it is midsummer, but the city of H is located in the south, it is still very hot. Drinking a bottle of frozen drink can really help. The effect of relieving summer heat.Cheng Jiamu took a big gulp, and then Jiang Sijun suddenly appeared and called him, "Cheng Jiamu."

Cheng Jiamu looked at him inexplicably, Jiang Sijun was standing at the door of the small dressing room, not intending to go in, his eyes were full of provocation, Cheng Jiamu didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, but he refused to admit it just like that , followed him all the way to the open space outside the studio.

The sun was so hot that it made people sweat, but Jiang Sijun didn't realize it. He lit a cigarette and handed it to Cheng Jiamu. When Cheng Jiamu was a teenager, he learned deeply not to accept things from strangers. The entertainment industry is mixed with dragons and snakes, and there are many people who fly leaves. Even if you don't want to enter their "circle", there are still ways to lure you into the group. Let alone a cigarette, even a biscuit may be added with "ingredients" "of.

Jiang Sijun didn't force himself to smoke, and Cheng Jiamu asked, "What did you call me?" Jiang Sijun exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and said, "Seeing that you and Xue Yu played well together." Cheng Jiamu knew what he was referring to. What, but felt that the other party was making too much fuss, said "boring." Turned around and walked back.

Jiang Sijun grabbed him, Cheng Jiamu paused, and glared: "What do you want?" It's kind of like this, and sure enough, the other party just uttered a sentence in his ear, with the smell of second-hand smoke, Cheng Jiamu couldn't help frowning, "You should know that Xue Yu is mine, and my subordinates have already warned you gone."

Unexpectedly, he dared to say this directly. Cheng Jiamu was a little surprised, but at the same time broke his face with him: "It's the best if you dare to admit it. We will have to settle the debt sooner or later, but I am not interested in Xue Yu."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Sijun didn't intend to let him go, he held Cheng Jiamu's wrist tightly and showed no sign of letting go: "You are not interested in him, but he is very interested in you." He rubbed his hand maliciously, very Using force, Cheng Jiamu suddenly exerted force, and slammed Jiang Sijun's hand away.

Jiang Sijun rubbed his reddened palm, and said in a perverted tone: "The skin is so tender, no wonder Xue Yu likes it." Cheng Jiamu waved his hand and punched him. Yes, and raised the volume slightly: "There are reporters inside, what do you want to do?"

Cheng Jiamu withdrew his hand, and asked blankly: "You talk so much, what exactly do you want to say? If there's nothing else, I'm going back to touch up my makeup." The sun was very hot at this time, although Cheng Jiamu didn't have a fairy tale film That kind of heavy makeup, but still sweating a lot, it is of course impossible to continue shooting like this.

"Of course I didn't call you out to chat with you." Jiang Sijun said, "There is one thing I want to tell you. Do you know why Xue Yu is so interested in you?"

He mentioned Xue Yu again and again, which made Cheng Jiamu feel very irritated, and Jiang Sijun said "Xue Yu is my man", it was nothing more than reminding him that he didn't know people clearly, and reminded him that the cuckold was wearing a green hat. How stupid, but why Xue Yu was interested in him, he really wanted to know, so he couldn't help but stop.

"Tell me." Cheng Jiamu said coldly, and Jiang Sijun smiled: "You said you were not interested in my boyfriend, I didn't have to tell you, but if Xue Yu insisted on chasing you, I would be very troubled."

Cheng Jiamu became a little impatient: "Speak directly if you have something to say."

Jiang Sijun glanced at his watch slowly, and then said, "Because you look like one of his former friends, Yuan Mu, do you know?"

No one mentioned this name in front of him for a long time. Cheng Jiamu actually guessed it, but he still couldn't believe it. At this moment, his voice trembled a little, and he said, "Yes, some fans said that I look very similar to him."

Jiang Sijun snorted and laughed: "It's not just similar, you are too similar, from appearance to personality, Yuan Mu is also like this, likes to be brave, duplicity, has the same pretty face as you, but unfortunately he is too stupid, what others say, he Just believe it." Cheng Jiamu clenched his fists forcefully, reminding himself to be calm, and his nails dug into his flesh.

"What does this have to do with Xue Yu?"

Jiang Sijun said: "Yuan Mu is dead, but Xue Yu still can't let him go, he still loves him, ha, ha ha." Jiang Sijun laughed a little nervously, and soon returned to normal, "You are just his stand-in That's all, look at you, a newcomer who became popular overnight, can have such influence, have the ability to stand shoulder to shoulder with me, and shoot the advertisement of the same brand, don't tell me that there is no credit for that dead man here, he Yuan Mu's Fans, now I'm coming back to follow you."

"You see, even fans need someone to be a stand-in, they need someone to vent their emotions, and you are the breakthrough."

Cheng Jiamu didn't want to hear these irrelevant things, so he interrupted him: "You said Xue Yu loves Yuan Mu?"

Jiang Sijun threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, twisted it with his shoes, and the cigarette was completely extinguished, "Why? Unbelievable, right? The entertainment industry is not as simple as you imagined, and the water is deep." Cheng Jiamu asked: "This is impossible, so why did he... "The words came out of his mouth, and he stopped abruptly with vigilance.

Fortunately, Jiang Sijun misunderstood his meaning: "There is nothing to express, right? It is because of this that he dare not express anything. Those who cry at the funeral may not be true friends. Maybe they stand outside the gate and dare not even open the door." The one who enters is the one with the deepest relationship.”

He sneered, "Those outsiders, like Sherlock Holmes, check every day whether celebrities repost friends' Weibo, and whoever celebrates their birthdays, they have to watch whether they send blessings on social networks, hehe, they are all idiots. He looked at Cheng Jiamu, "You've been in the business for a long time. How many people are in charge of things like Weibo? Are they all managers? Shouldn't a real good friend be with him on his birthday?" "

Cheng Jiamu was just thoughtful, Jiang Sijun was very satisfied, he glanced at his watch again, and then said: "Don't think that Xue Yu and Yuan Mu are lovers, but Xue Yu is very timid. Mu contact, hmph, trying to cover up the obvious, insisting on making it look like the two people are not familiar with each other at all."

"In this way, he finally pissed off Yuan Mu completely, and I was the one to reconcile it. With the opportunity Yuan Mu personally gave me to get close to Xue Yu, of course I couldn't let it go. I fell in love with Xue Yu in a grand manner." He laughed He said with great aftertaste: "This is all thanks to Yuan Mu. If it wasn't for him, I could only silently guard Xue Yu."

Cheng Jiamu felt that the blood in his body was flowing against his head, but he still had a sliver of reason. He was worried about the crowd of reporters who were separated from them by a wall, and growled, "You are a shameless mistress!"

"So what if I'm a mistress?" Jiang Sijun said indifferently.

Cheng Jiamu asked: "Why did you tell me this? There is no proof of Yuan Mu's death, and I will not discredit a dead person, but why did you come out to me? Tell me so clearly about you and Xue Yu? Don't be afraid that I will turn around." Just tell the reporter?"

Jiang Sijun gave a low laugh and said, "You won't."

"why?"

Jiang Sijun shook his head, looked at his watch for the third time, then avoided the topic, and urged: "Go in quickly, or it will be too late, don't you still have to touch up your makeup?"

The midday sun made him sweat profusely and his mouth was dry. He really should touch up his makeup and take a sip of an iced drink to get rid of the heat. Jiang Sijun had already entered the studio first, so Cheng Jiamu had no choice but to follow in.

Seeing the sweat on Cheng Jiamu's face, the make-up artist almost knelt down to the little ancestor, and complained: "I just finished the primer, take it off and re-make it." Cheng Jiamu smiled at her apologetically, and the make-up artist also He didn't really mean to complain, and while saying a few witty words, he quickly helped him complete the makeup that was so simple that it was almost plain.

high speed.

Cheng Jiamu felt that the waiting time was very long, he was really thirsty, but it was his fault in the first place, and he was embarrassed to ask the makeup artist to stop and wait for him to drink water again.

Jiang Sijun also quickly touched up his makeup, then silently looked at Cheng Jiamu on the rest chair in the corner, and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "You won't have the opportunity to talk to the media, but You really said it, I'm not afraid, if Xue Yu is forced to come out with me, I'm looking forward to it."