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Ouyang Zhi's face has undergone preliminary treatment, and the doctor has confirmed that he can undergo cosmetic surgery after skin grafting.

The greatest relief was his agent and his family.

The woman with heavy make-up chased the doctor and asked, "Can Ouyang Zhi return to his previous appearance after plastic surgery?"

The doctor smiled and nodded: "Yes, Mr. Ouyang's condition is well under control."

The woman continued to ask: "How long will it take to recover?"

The doctor said: "About one to two years, the treatment should be done step by step, don't worry, too fast will be bad for the patient's health."

The woman spat impatiently: "Who is worried about this? He hasn't worked for two years. Who will pay for my Xiaoyan's aristocratic school? The whole family eats, drinks, and sacks all on me, a woman, and he is completely disfigured." , how unlucky!"

Ouyang Zhi's manager couldn't take it anymore after hearing half of it. This woman is simply the worst mother he has ever seen!Giving up his six-year-old son as a cash cow, while he gambled with Ouyang Zhi’s hard-earned hard-earned money. The daughter who was only her and his lover was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child. She was pregnant with a child from their school at the age of 12. The child of a boy who is two years older than him, seeing that the boy’s family is good, forced the boy to marry his daughter, and used it all up and down, scaring the family to move abroad. This matter is about to become H City It's a joke.

The agent let go of his voice on purpose, and said in a strange manner: "I have evil spirits in my heart and ask a doctor to complain. This woman is really unqualified."

The woman was furious, pointing at the economic man and cursing: "Who are you talking about? You have no quality? You have a father but no mother."

The agent shouted: "It's you! Ouyang Zhi started working at the age of six, and he has given you a lot of money over the years, right? But when he entered the hospital, you dared to withdraw the money from his account, relying on That’s life-saving money! If I hadn’t paid for it first, would you believe that your son would have died long ago?”

The woman was a little guilty, but she still said stubbornly: "Then...that's none of my business, he was injured at work, you should pay for it!"

Ouyang Zhi's younger sister, Ouyang Xiaoyan, also jumped out and said, "This is our family's business. Who are you, why do you care about us? You are sick!" The tricky look on her face seemed to be carved out of her mother's mold .

The manager was so angry that his forehead was burning hot, he turned around and went back to the ward, and slammed the door shut. After calming down for a long time, he raised his head and was stunned——

A well-dressed young man was sitting beside a chair, holding a bouquet of lilies.

"May I ask who you are?" the manager asked suspiciously.

The man turned his head back, looking very young, and smiled with white teeth: "I am Wang Jie, Ouyang Zhi's friend."

330 one

Zheng He originally set aside four months to film "Happy Enemy", but unexpectedly the official launch went smoothly and unexpectedly. Zheng He spent his first week in the filming stage, and his acting skills were very prominent. It's over once, and the male lead who often plays with him is a newcomer who has starred twice and has high ratings, so the quality is very guaranteed.

The script was flipped page by page, and more than a month passed before I knew it. There were only three rain scenes left in Zheng He's scene, and the lines were only more than 50 lines, but the plot in it was the turning point of the whole play, and it was the heart of everything. The beginning of the conspiracy.When Zheng He read the script for the first time, he knew that it would be difficult to act. When he went to the set, he told Mr. Bai directly at the dinner table: "You send me to the set today and go home. I will take a taxi and come back."

"why?"

Zheng He wanted to tell the man that he was afraid that he would feel distressed when he saw himself frozen in a panic in the theater, but he also felt that such a thing could not be said according to the man's temperament. If he really said it, he would be embarrassed by Mr. Bai's ridicule. After thinking for a while, he said, "There's no reason, don't ask, just go back to Deyuan when you know that I'm going to be sent to the set."

Mr. Bai glanced at Zheng He suspiciously, finished his breakfast, and went downstairs to pick up the car.

After entering the set, Zheng He got out of the car and watched Mr. Bai drive away before turning to the dressing room. At the other end, Mr. Bai who drove the car around came back again, found an inconspicuous place to stop the car, and mingled with Yunlong. In the follow-up actor.

At [-]:[-], the field staff drove the sprinkler to sprinkle water on all the places that might be photographed in a while. Director He raised the horn and said in a short voice, "Start, everyone is ready!"

Zheng He stumbled over in a thin white coat. The clothes were soaked by the rain and stuck to his body. One can imagine how cold it would be for a person wearing this clothes in a temperature of seven degrees above zero.

Zheng He was suddenly tripped and fell to the ground, mud splashed all over his body, he looked around blankly with half of his face full of dirt, and suddenly shouted heart-piercingly: "Hua Xuan! Hua Xuan!"

The rain fell violently, slapping the ground.

Mr. Bai saw the photographers pulling the cameras in front of Zheng He along the stairs, and several actors beside him whispered, "Is Zheng He crying?"

The person next to him nodded: "It should be, otherwise we can't take close-up shots."

When Mr. Bai heard that Zheng He was crying, his heart went numb. Before he could figure out what was wrong with him, the director's assistant said, "It's over!" The chair is up.

Trembling, Zheng He wiped off the drops of water on his body, and asked, "How many more games?"

Cheng Shao handed him a cup of hot fruit drink: "Two scenes, save for you to shoot tomorrow, let's stop work today."

"Then what work do I have to do today?"

"I'll take a few stills for publicity later, and there may be reporters coming to interview me. Just follow them and say a few words."

Zheng He said: "Those jobs can be done at any time, I will take a break and continue filming the remaining two scenes."

Cheng Shao frowned: "Don't you want your body? You will get sick if you force it like this!"

Zheng He shook his head: "You don't know, I only have time today, and if I shoot this kind of scene tomorrow, I will be discovered. The sooner I shoot, the sooner I finish."

Cheng Shao asked: "Who discovered it?"

Zheng He didn't reply, he poured down the hot drink, felt his body was getting hot again, and shouted to Director He: "Director! Can I continue to shoot after 10 minutes? Don't bother the stage manager to continue moving the props."

Three hundred and two

Zheng He dried his hair, changed into the dry and neat clothes he wore when he entered the set, and walked into the room as if nothing had happened.

Mr. Bai put down the book with a cold expression: "I'm back."

Zheng He has long been used to the facial paralysis of men, and nodded with a smile: "Well, where is the husky? I'll take it to bathe later."

Mr. Bai said: "It's not urgent. You just came back, so sit down first."

Zheng He said, "Okay."

Mr. Bai paused for a while, then suddenly asked: "What did you do today? On the set."

Zheng He's heart skipped a beat, and then he felt that there was nothing to be guilty of, so he made up a casual way: "It's a normal filming, checking lines with people, laughing and joking."

Mr. Bai gave a soft 'oh', put down the book and stood up, saying: "I'll go out and bring the husky back, there is water on the table, you should drink it."

"Yeah." Seeing the man gone, Zheng He picked up the water glass and took a big gulp without even looking at it. He almost cried. He opened the lid of the glass and looked inside: four or five huge slices of ginger were floating.

Zheng He muttered: "So it's ginger water, no wonder it's so bad..." Even so, he felt warm in his heart and drank the whole glass of water.

Three hundred and three

Because Zheng He's last scene was filmed, Cheng Shao stayed on the set to discuss the follow-up issues of the contract with Producer Song. While chatting, it was getting dark, and Producer Song suggested: "It's almost seven o'clock, Have a meal together and I'll take you back."

Cheng Shao remembered that he forgot his car in the yard, and nodded in agreement.

Just a few steps away from the set, a young boy who was not too tall walked past Cheng Shao. The boy's facial features were very three-dimensional. Cheng Shao suddenly felt that this person looked familiar to him, so he took a second look. He inadvertently saw the tattoo on the boy's arm. With a red tattoo, I immediately remembered who he was!

Before he became Zheng He's agent, the company put him on hold for a while. His name was Arno, and he was selected from a regular university. However, he didn't like Arno at first sight. At the age of one arm tattoo, wearing nondescript, all cheap and vulgar things, except for the face, everywhere is not good.

When he was young, he kept an eye out and asked someone to investigate when Arno went to participate in the newcomer training. This investigation is not a big deal, but it was found out that Arno has been a gangster in the society since junior high school. The diploma of this prestigious university was given by his aunt. He bought it!

Even if these are acceptable, what about Arno's history of drug abuse for more than a year?To become a popular artist in the future, this kind of thing is simply a scandal among scandals. Not only can he no longer hang out in the circle, but even the company will be implicated.

Major Cheng told the producer about it, and the producer immediately terminated the contract with Arno and told his colleagues about it.

The next day, Cheng Shao went to work as usual, Arno carried a suitcase and walked down the stairs, and when he saw Cheng Shao, he glared at him viciously with bloodshot eyes.

"Cheng Shao! If you don't give me a way out, I won't make it easy for you either!"

Arno dropped this sentence, threw the things on Cheng Shao, and walked away swaggeringly.

Cheng Shao was caught off guard and was almost thrown over by the box. Looking at the boy's immature cheeks, he sighed and didn't let the security guard stop Arno to apologize. He bent over and packed the things in the box and threw them into the trash can inside.

……

This incident can be regarded as the only failure in many years of work. When he saw Arno, he instinctively wanted to leave quickly. Producer Song let him drag him, and the two stumbled to the artificial lake next to the set.

The lake water was very dark at night, and the young and old were shivering with the cold air. Suddenly, he felt warm, and when he turned his head, Song Ran was covering his shoulders with his suit jacket trembling slightly.

"What are you doing for me, aren't you cold?" Cheng Shao snorted softly, but his heart had already softened with a vicious mouth.

Song Ran pursed her frozen white lips, shook her head and said, "It's okay, I'm not cold." He has been hurt by Cheng Shao's ignorance for a while, and now he feels happy even if Cheng Shao scolds him, afraid that Cheng Shao will continue to say Regarding the jacket, change the subject: "What are you dragging me here for?"

Cheng Shao didn't want to tell him about him and Arno, and said, "It's also very close to the parking lot from here."

Song Ran nodded suspiciously, and suddenly heard slight footsteps behind her, and turned her head abruptly!

There is darkness behind him, only the distant studio and the sparkling lake are slightly bright.

"What are you looking at? Let's go!" Cheng Shao said impatiently.

Song Ran nodded, just took a few steps——

"Pa, pa..." "Papa, papa..." The footsteps overlapped!