Super A actor is also fighting with the director today

Wen Hong moved his lips, and tentatively asked, "What does Wen Dao mean...?"

"Do you think that I let you come out with such a long time slot just to film this drama for supporting people?" Wen Cang raised his eyebrows.

Wen Hong was speechless, and silently slandered, what else?

Although he didn't speak, he conveyed the meaning to director Wen Da very well.

"Would you like to challenge for a breakthrough role?" Wen Cang asked.

"Of course." Wen Hong affirmed.

As an actor with a professional background, he naturally likes this industry so he has been filming for eight years.For actors, challenging a role that they have never tried before is a kind of joy and surprise from the heart. It's just that in today's entertainment industry, capital and traffic dominate, and actors who want to make a good film are favored by the capital. Meat seizes resources, and the family is not so good, and has to bend for a living.

Of course, it is also a skill to be able to rely on the benefactor. After all, the benefactor is not a philanthropist, and if there is a loss, there will be a gain, but this is really unfair to professional actors who have worked hard to hone their acting skills.

"Then let's roughly deal with your schedule for the second half of the year." Wen Cang was not surprised by his answer, and turned his gaze back, "This movie may take a year to shoot. You ask your agent to contact my studio directly Just sign the contract, I left him his contact information during the filming last time."

"Okay." This was really a surprise, Wen Hong blinked.

"Let's go." Wen Cang stood up, patted the dust on his pants, and gave Wen Hong a hand, "I don't think your weakness in the last few scenes seems to be staged. You haven't had a cold for so long. good?"

"It's ready." Wen Hong stood up, followed Wen Cang half a step behind and walked out.

"This year's Golden Canglan, you don't seem to have any dramas to participate in?" Wen Cang turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and walked on the outside of the road near Tian'an, letting Wen Hong walk inside. Such tiny details are also Wen Hong's habit all the time. , but did not expect that one day someone would use the same consideration on him, and I couldn't tell what it was like.

"Yes, it's also a TV series directed by Director Ding. It was broadcast during the Chinese New Year period, but I don't know what will be gained this year." Wen Hong thought for a moment, "The last week of that drama was directed by you, Director Wen. "

"I remember." Wen Cang recalled.

That was the first time the two of them worked together, and it was also when their relationship was at its worst.

Wen Cang recalled his ups and downs at that time, and it was still a bit funny. He was in a good mood, and he didn't hesitate to tell Wen Hong about the oolong as a joke: "You don't look good when you drink. I thought you were deliberately pretending to be drunk to provoke me."

Drunken provocation is far more serious than drunken flirting.Wen Hong quickly recalled the situation at that time, but only picked out a fragmented memory from his mind. It was still the fragment of Wen Cang sending him back to the hotel room after his request and Wen Cang trying to attack him and being avoided by him.

Something must have happened during this, otherwise it would not have easily aroused Wen Cang's anger when he was awake.

Wen Hong was silent for a while, taking advantage of the dark night and the harmonious atmosphere between the two of them, he bit the bullet and asked him: "I don't have much impression, what did I do to offend the director? "

Wen Cang didn't have any worries about that matter anymore, and he didn't want Wen Hong to apologize to him for the original oolong after so long, so he said in a relaxed tone: "You're drunk, you put your hands on my glands—but It's normal to be drunk and not remember, so don't take it to heart, but I'm a little narrow-minded."

Wen Cang regarded him as an Alpha, and between Alphas, it was extremely provocative and disrespectful to sniff other people's glands, either because they were relatives or not for a reason.This point is very clear to Wen Hong, who has been with Ji Zhuoqing in the Alpha group since he was a child, and started fighting when he saw the Alphas playing around.

Wen Hong's scalp exploded, and he suddenly "fucked" in his heart, thinking that he was lucky not to be beaten to death by Wen Cang on the spot.

He cleared his throat and decided it would be better to apologize: "Director Wen, I'm sorry."

He originally wanted to explain that he didn't drink like this before, but he suddenly remembered that he was drunk like this when he was filming two years ago. After that, he vaguely recalled that he seemed to be hugging someone and said something like "You seem to be very fragrant" If so, it's just that I haven't found out who that person is yet.

Besides, he really didn't make a mistake when he was drunk.

But the commonality of these two mistakes seems... He smelled a special fragrance and wanted to get closer to confirm.

He has been filming in Wen Cang's crew for five months, and of course he knows that Director Wen doesn't know how to use perfume, and even the faint fragrance of laundry detergent on his clothes can only be noticed when he occasionally passes by and approaches for a moment. smell.

Then what is the aroma he smelled on Director Wen...

Wen Hong licked his lips, and had a guess in his heart, but he was not familiar enough to ask the other party about pheromones. Even Xu Ying, who had been friends with him for several years, never took the initiative to talk to him about pheromones, let alone heard about them. Cang?

"It's okay." Wen Cang glanced sideways at him, "I didn't say this to make you apologize to me."

"But in the end it's still my fault." Wen Hong touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment.

Wen Cang shook his head slightly, and diverted the topic elsewhere.

When the two returned, they didn't have the small tricycles of the villagers for them to carry, so they had to walk back on foot, and then went outside to the road leading to the town to hire a taxi.

When they returned to the town, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening, almost all the restaurants were closed, and most of the cast and crew returned to their rooms to rest, so the two borrowed a small kitchen from the owner of the hotel , Fried eggs boiled noodles to eat.

Considering that Wen Hong had just recovered from a cold, Wen Cang didn't let him do it, and cooked the egg noodles for two by himself, and when it came out of the pot, it looked passable, which surprised Wen Hong a bit.

He thought that Director Wen Da was a high-altitude flower type who did not eat fireworks in the world. After all, when he went to pick up oranges at his house last time, he didn't even have any vegetables in the refrigerator.

Wen Cang noticed his expression when he handed the wooden chopsticks to him, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I'm not very good at cooking, but cooking noodles is okay, just eat it—this may be the most shabby meal you've ever eaten. Finish the meal."

"But it's also the most meaningful wrap-up meal." Wen Hong took the wooden chopsticks he handed over with both hands, raised his eyes to look at Wen Cang, his brows and eyes slightly curved, the relaxed smile on his face was particularly good-looking, and the whole person was invisibly Like a layer of light.

The signal in the mountains was weak, Wen Hong and Wen Cang packed up the small kitchen together and were about to go back to the room before receiving the message from Di Lang at noon.Wen Cang caught a glimpse of his fleeting ugly expression, and asked a little more: "What happened?"

Wen Hong put the phone back into his pocket and smiled at him: "It's nothing, just the cover of the magazine for the inside page."

He didn't go into details, but Wen Cang could guess that it was nothing more than the most common resource grabbing in the entertainment industry.

Wen Hong's own team will handle this kind of matter, and it's not Wen Cang's turn to take care of it. After listening, he didn't say anything. He just raised his hand and patted Wen Hong's shoulder, and went upstairs first: "Good night."

Wen Hong naturally knew that it was inconvenient to talk to Wen Cang about such things, so he nodded and said good night to him, and quickly returned to his room, leaning against the window where the signal was not so bad, and began to read the specific news sent by Di Lang .

Both "Clouds" and "Narcissus" are quasi-first-line women's publications, and there is not much difference in the coffee position, but the cover of "Clouds" will be a little more difficult.

In the first few years when Wen Hong debuted, he was regarded as an ordinary artist without a backstage. Even Di Lang was temporarily assigned by the company as a manager to take Wen Hong. Not only was he not famous, but the original manager in the company also regarded him as a newcomer. The soft persimmons are easy to handle, and the resources Di Lang signed for Wen Hong have naturally been robbed several times.

The two of them were able to hold their breath, and they didn't ignorantly make a fuss about this kind of behavior of grabbing resources from the artists of the company like the Maotou boy.Later, Di Lang quietly stripped off a few bossy managers, and almost ruined his network of contacts, and was almost abandoned by the company. Only then did he suddenly realize that it was Di Lang's handwriting. .

The resources and contacts in the hands of an agent are very important, not only for the artists he brought in, but also for the company. However, Di Lang not only did not cause high-level criticism, but even raised his salary and promoted him. Who it is, but I also know that it is a ruthless character that cannot be easily provoked.After that, almost no one would take the initiative to snatch resources from Wen Hong, so it was definitely not done by people in his own company.

However, there are very few other companies in the circle who take the initiative to compete for resources with Tianying's artists. If they encounter Tianying's misfortune, they can only walk around. No one wants to do this kind of loss-making business.

As soon as Wen Hong had a guess in his mind, he received the belated news from Di Lang.

[Di Lang]: It's Huanyu.

[Di Lang]: Yu Zhou may be making a comeback.

Leaving aside other things, Tianying and Huanyu have at least appeared to be living in peace on the surface for the past few years. The young prince of Huanyu is willing to break this delicate balance to grab the resources of Tianying's artists, which is considered true love.

Chen An is a work assistant, so this matter is naturally clear. Although Xie Yao didn't know the details, she got a general idea. When she got on the train back to City A the next day, she was holding nuts while chewing and complaining.

"Why does he always fight against brother Hong!"

"This kind of person is really annoying..." Xie Yao was scared away by Chen An's serious expression before she could complain, and reluctantly turned off her phone and ate her own pistachios.

Wen Hong and Chen An looked at each other, smiled and shook their heads.

Back then, he almost sent Yu Zhou into the police station, and it was very common for him to be sought for revenge.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the topic of #徐州Clouds六月刊表# slowly climbed into the trending searches, and the hottest thing I clicked on was Weibo posted by Yu Zhou himself.

Yu Zhouv: I have no intention of occupying public resources. This time, I just want to talk about it with an open heart. Even though there are many slanders and slanders, I have never changed my "Aspirations of Qingyun". Clouds

Clouds: The ambition not to fall into the blue clouds. #Clouds六月刊##宇州云s六月内复#/[Image] May NO.20 at 12:00 noon, the pre-sale starts.Let's walk into Yuzhou's ambition together.

At that time, Wen Hong and his party had already returned to Tianying, waiting for Di Lang to come back in his office to discuss countermeasures.

Xie Yao turned on the phone, clicked on the hot search, was silent for three seconds, and suddenly burst out a greeting from Zaun.

"I, fuck! What the fuck is this Sima bastard?"