The problem of public opinion is something that the agent needs to consider how to solve, and the relationship between the colleagues of the crew needs Wang Chen to come by himself.

A little girl came to open the door. Before she could say "Mr. Wanchen", the girl was stunned.

Wanchen's face was still red and swollen, mainly because Qin Yue's side basically used all his strength.But this did not affect Wan Chen's overall appearance, he still looked exquisite, and the smile on his mouth was more friendly than the photos on the Internet.He is tall, holding the door frame with one hand, looking a bit suave. The girl is short, and subconsciously takes a step back, but she blushes slightly under Wan Chen's gentle gaze.

Wang Chen pretended not to notice these, he put down his hands naturally, and said calmly: "Sorry, I'm late, I'll keep everyone waiting."

After speaking, he walked into the clothing room, and the girls sitting around stood up to greet him, and naturally they all saw the injuries on his face clearly.

Wang Chen deliberately didn't explain the injury on his face, as if he didn't realize that there was something wrong.The little girls hadn't figured out his temper yet, and no one dared to ask how the wound came about.

However, in silence, the doubts about why wearing a mask in the morning have been answered - there is a reason for it, not a big show.

As for Wan Chen's conception at the beginning, those rumors of arrogance were quickly replaced by his personable, gentle and polite image.

I didn't expect much, but was more pleasantly surprised.

Wang Chen glanced at everyone, and his smile became softer, "Why are you standing? Sit down, have you just finished eating? I'll try on the clothes by myself first, and you have a rest, and you can work on it when Director Feng comes over."

There was a brief silence in the clothing room for a second, and soon there was a commotion.

The little girl who said she was going to hide in the dressing room was the first to pick up Wan Chen's costume and ran over, "It's all right, Teacher Wan Chen, I'll help you get it done, we'll call it a day!"

The little girl's suppressed excited voice made Wang Chen slightly relieved. He didn't refuse the other party, and let the girl walk to the dressing room with him holding the long gown.

At noon the next day, Bai Jiarun arrived in Shanxi together with the assistant he had found for Wanchen.

The film crew sent a car to pick it up. Wang Chen thought about it and didn't have lunch, so he wanted to take Bai Jiarun out for something to eat.

The last time we parted in a hurry, Wang Chen was busy digesting his new identity. Now he has a basic understanding of Wan Chen's life, knowing that although he is popular, he doesn't have a good reputation, and he wants to have an in-depth chat with Bai Jiarun.Of course, I also want to inquire about Qin Yue.

Bai Jiarun met him at a noodle shop on the street next to the hotel. The noodle shop was small but clean.

It was past one o'clock in the afternoon, and there was no one there. Wang Chen sat in the innermost corner with Bai Jiarun and his new assistant wearing a mask.The little assistant was a boy who had just been discharged from the army and was introduced by Bai Jiarun's friend.The boy is not tall, at most 1.7 meters. He was a little cautious when he met Wang Chen. He introduced himself as Xu Dong.

"Then I'll call you Xiaodong, and you can call me Brother Chen."

"Okay Brother Chen, thank you Brother Chen."

The three of them sat down and each ordered a bowl of sliced ​​noodles.

Wang Chen coughed lightly, and spoke at the same time as Bai Jiarun.

"Have you read Weibo?"

"Have you read Weibo?"

Bai Jiarun laughed first, "I'm asking this question, I don't even care about your Weibo, and I'm still a manager. If you know, I just want to tell you, don't take it to heart, it's normal, fan Over there, I hinted to the owner of your post bar, let them manage it, and tell them by the way that your face is allergic, and let the children not worry."

"Thank you, Miss Jiarun."

It's not a big deal, it's not a gossip, it's not fake news, it's just some speculation about his character, it seems guilty to explain it, and it may not be of any use.But doing nothing might make small things bigger. The current solution can be regarded as a good expedient measure. Both Bai Jiarun and Wang Chen know that if they want to gain a firm foothold in the circle, for actors, the work still needs to be done. The first and the rest of the public relations work, in the final analysis, is just ancillary.

Wang Chen also just wanted to confirm whether the company had taken any action, and he was relieved if he didn't leave him alone.

"How's the crew doing? No one came to you to say anything, right?" The power of new media these days should not be underestimated, but Bai Jiarun was quite worried about whether Wan Chen, a kid, could stand the recent gossip.

To his surprise, Wan Chen was very calm. "There's nothing to say, everyone is fine."

Bai Jiarun looked at him for a while, then nodded, "That's fine."

When the noodles came, the three of them ate very attentively.After all, they are all from the north, they eat pasta animals, and they eat it up and down. Shanxi's noodles are famous for their strength, and some vinegar... There is a silent and tacit atmosphere in the air.

Wang Chen was the first to eat. Wan Chen's physical condition is not good. He probably has the habit of dieting all the time. He felt a strong sense of fullness after eating half of his stomach. He reluctantly took a sip of soup, wiped his mouth, and put on his mask.

Pretend to be calm.

"How is Qin Yue recently?"

"Pfft—cough, cough cough." Bai Jiarun choked on the noodle soup all over his face, and raised his head in embarrassment and anger, "Wan Chen, do you still want me to slap you?"

Xiaodong was particularly discerning, and hurriedly handed over a few napkins.

Wang Chen's face hidden under the mask was a little embarrassed, but he still bite the bullet and said: "I'm worried about him, isn't this... Wang Chen just passed away, how is his health?"

"President Qin is very good, very good." Bai Jiarun wiped his face and smiled, "In life without you, everyone will still revolve around President Qin, and President Qin is also turning around normally, so you should give up."

What Bai Jiarun said was unintentional. She meant that Qin Yue was doing well without Wan Chen's disturbance.

Wang Chen heard another meaning.

It's okay for Qin Yue to die.

His face was a little pale, and his heartbeat was extremely slow.

Wang Chen almost burst into tears.

Bai Jiarun stared at Wan Chen's slowly reddening eyes, wanted to say something, but held back.In fact, she was a bit impatient, Wan Chen was a nice person and polite, except that her feelings for Qin Yue were stubborn and superficial in her opinion, everything else was good.She looked away, pretending she didn't see it, and then she patted the table and stood up, "Is everyone full? If you're full, go back to the hotel. I still need to find the producer to sign a contract, and treat the director to dinner tonight. "

Holding the bowl, Xiaodong was still a bit reluctant to part with him. He drank a big mouthful of soup before getting up and running to pay the bill.

Wang Chen took a deep breath and walked out slowly.

Qin Yue is indeed doing well.

Wang Chen's funeral was held very well, and people from all walks of life were invited, relatives and friends of both parties were invited, and finally he was buried in the Qin family's own cemetery.The tomb was very spacious, and there was still half of the space left for Wang Chen's urn, Qin Yue reserved it for himself.He thought vulgarly, we can't get a marriage certificate, but at least we can be buried together.

He didn't cry either.

Knowing that someone poked his spine again and said he was cold-blooded, he still sent Wang Chen away calmly.

After all the guests left, he sat alone in front of the grave and smoked a cigarette before returning to the company.

He didn't have the habit of indulging his negative emotions. The more painful and sad he was, the more he wanted to suppress it.

Wang Chen's movie was supposed to be out of theaters these days, but because of his accidental car accident, the box office started to pick up instead, so it is estimated that it will be screened for another week or so.This film is very profitable and has a good reputation. It is considered to be the best work of Wang Chen when he was alive. Qin Yue wanted to make something to commemorate, so when he returned to the company, he forced the team to find a way.

He already had a lot of things to be busy with, but now he wanted to make himself more busy, it was not difficult.

After the work of the film publicity department was arranged, he took the opportunity to learn about the recent situation of the artist management department.

Read the company's weekly newspaper.

A certain actress was photographed in love, and she spent a fortune to publicize the photos.

There were two male actors who almost fought in the hallway because of resource competition, and finally split them up and assigned them to different agents.

Another male actor was frequently hacked on Weibo.

Wan Chen.

Qin Yue frowned reflexively at the name, and he quickly turned over the page, not wanting to read a word more.

The stranger showed his beautiful body in front of him, and Qin Yue's only feeling was nausea.

He even mistook the other party for Wang Chen and said a few gentle words. Qin Yue regarded his behavior as a kind of betrayal, so he was annoyed, angry, and blamed himself.

Complicated and negative emotions surged up, and Qin Yue began to feel really sick to his stomach, and his head hurt, and his insomnia for a few days made the back of his head feel like it was being hollowed out.

He opened the drawer in a panic, took out the painkiller and took two pills, and it took him a long time to calm down.

it's getting dark.

Secretary Meng Kaili knocked on the door, "Mr. Qin, are you going to eat at home or outside? Or should I order takeaway for you?"

Qin Yue buried his head in front of a pile of documents, "No need."

Meng Kaili held the doorknob in silence for a while, and finally did not dare to persuade, and retreated cautiously.

A colleague from another department passed by and asked Meng Kaili casually: "How is President Qin? Are you okay?"

Meng Kaili gave a businesslike smile, "It's fine, I'm fine."

On the fourth day after the start-up, Wang Chen had his first scene.

Bai Jiarun has been accompanying Wan Chen on the set for the past few days. On the one hand, he is worried about what is going on in the set and whether the new assistant is dedicated, and on the other hand, he is also worried about Wan Chen's emotions.But young people are good. When it was time to film on the fourth day, Wan Chen couldn't see the sad look for Qin Yue, and the bruises on his face couldn't be seen under the cover of foundation.He smiled and sat in the tent where the actors rested, and was very kind to everyone.He recited the script by himself when no one talked, and it was obvious that he was working hard.

The manager was in charge, and the crew had a good attitude towards Wan Chen. Feng Xun and Wan Chen chatted about the script a few times, and found that although the little boy was young, he grasped the role accurately, so he gave him a few verbal compliments.

The production director even showed full expectations for Wan Chen, as if he firmly believed that this young man would soon become famous.

Lin Wuyin's older teachers basically didn't hang out with young actors, and they didn't have much contact with each other, but Bai Jiarun led Wan Chen to treat them to a meal, which was considered as a solution to the embarrassment caused by the fans' quarrel. smoothly.

After today's filming was over, Bai Jiarun saw that there was no problem, so he was ready to go back to Beijing.

But still something went wrong.

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