Employers are also canary pissed off today

Ji Baicen drove away as if fleeing after kissing, Jiang Xiannian's eyes flickered and froze in place.

After a while, he raised his hand to touch his lips, and entered the film and television city with a blushing face.

After reporting to the coordinating director, he swiped his room card and entered his room.

The accommodation provided by the group is in the film and television city. Although there is no way to rate the star rating, the advantage is that the distance is close and the green environment is not bad.

Jiang Xiannian was very satisfied, he put away his things and went to the balcony to open the bay window for ventilation.

For the sake of confidentiality, the detailed and complete script can only be seen after the official contract is signed. He just got it yesterday, and he will be free now, leaning on the balcony to read it carefully.

As he was watching carefully, he heard a knock on the door.

Jiang Xiannian put down the script and walked to the door, and opened the door through the anti-theft lock.

A man with a square face and a shiny dark complexion stood outside the door, holding something like a food box in his hand, and grinned at him honestly: "Hello, Brother Xiaojiang, I am the assistant sent by Mr. Jian, Li Qing .”

"You can ask Mr. Ji Baicen."

"This sushi box is why he asked me to bring it for you in case you didn't eat."

The first time I heard Ji Baicen's name, I couldn't help flashing back to the previous kiss and the gentle and clear touch in my mind, and my fair face was slightly reddened uncontrollably.

After confirming Li Qing's identity, he took the sushi box from his hand and let him in: "Thank you."

Li Qing waved his hand: "Brother Xiaojiang, you're welcome, I won't go in, you eat first, I'll go get some order."

Li Qingnian looked older than him, and was called "Brother" one by one, Jiang Xiannian was a little embarrassed, and didn't know what to do, hearing what he said, he could only nod his head and thank him: "Trouble you. "

"It's okay, don't be polite to me."

Li Qing smiled enthusiastically, and went downstairs after speaking.

Several staff members of the field recording team downstairs had just finished their work and were eating together.

The team leader wearing a red hat took a few mouthfuls of lunch: "The newcomer named Jiang who just joined the team is really arrogant. We stood there with a group of people, and he didn't even say hello. It didn't make a wrist, but the celebrity airs were put on first."

The young man beside him said while eating: "Can you be less arrogant? Didn't you see the limited supercar downstairs just now?"

At the end of the sentence, with a long tone, he said meaningfully: "People come out of that kind of car."

The team leader of the scene "squeaked": "It's just a gadget raised by an old man, why are you so arrogant."

The other person looked younger than the two of them, his eyes widened a bit after hearing this, revealing some gossiping voyeuristic desires: "Is it true?"

Xiaonian patted him on the head: "You don't see much when you just entered the industry, and there are many such things in the circle."

"He asked who was it, and who was Qi Mingshao? The two hottest streamers today, with so many people auditioning, is there no new actor with good acting skills? Jiang Xiannian, a fledgling student, how can he play against these two people? ..."

Seeing the two talking endlessly, the red hat urged impatiently: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and finish eating and work quickly."

"The most annoying thing is to put people in the group. When the time comes, we will still be miserable. I don't know how many times we have to accompany this little rabbit."

Li Qing waited for them to stop for a while, and then happily walked over with sushi and milk tea.

He joined the group with celebrities all the year round, and he is familiar with these outsourced group affairs.

Seeing him coming, the red hat put down the chopsticks, changed his expression, and said enthusiastically, "Hey, why is Brother Li here?"

Li Qing pointed upstairs:

"The child of Mr. Jian's relative's family is a little socially impaired. I'm coming in with him. I need to ask you to take care of me during this time."

Relatives of Jane's family?

The red hat's forehead popped, and some cold sweat broke out on his body in panic.

They are all migrant workers who have to support their families. When they feel resentful at work, they can only cheer behind their backs.

Not to mention Jane's family.

The two siblings of the Jian family are better than the other in the film and television industry.

Terrible, which relative of Jane's family is this?

I don't know how much Li Qing has heard.

The red hat and the young man beside him who were also sweating looked at each other, and the back felt cold.

Li Qing's expression remained unchanged, and he still smiled when he spoke.

He has good facial features and a decent face, and the big white teeth that are naturally exposed when he smiles are even more simple and honest.

The red hat stared at him for a while, saw that there was nothing unusual on his face, calmed down and began to agree: "Well, why are you being polite to us, Brother Li?"

People can't beat too hard, this level is just right.

After today, there shouldn't be any Jia Jia's gossip about Jiang Xiannian and any explicit or covert targeting in the group.

The goal was achieved, Li Qing didn't say anything more.

[Stage manager Lao Tian: Teacher Xiao Jiang, there is a round-up reading tonight. It starts at 8 o'clock. You have to eat early. Don't come hungry. It's really uncomfortable. It will take several hours.]

[Hosting Xiaoqi: Teacher Xiaojiang, I’m really busy this afternoon, otherwise I’ll help you carry your luggage over there. You said that Brother Li is the same. , let’s catch up with other things, and it’s okay to make time to carry luggage. I’m born with a loud voice, so I didn’t kill you when I registered the room card, don’t get me wrong]

The mobile phone placed quietly in front of the round table was beeping non-stop, Jiang Xiannian raised his head.

Concentrating on studying the script, he naturally didn't know what happened. He vaguely guessed that it had something to do with what Li Qing said, so he put the phone back after politely replying one by one.

The hand that was raised in the air suddenly stopped slightly, Jiang Xiannian took the pen and started to draw on the sticky note.

Probably not good at drawing by nature, I tore up seven or eight sheets in a row, and a not so ugly, but cute smiling face appeared on the paper.

Next to the smiling face, he wrote "Thank you" one stroke at a time. Jiang Xiannian took a picture with his mobile phone, then clicked on Ji Baicen's WeChat and sent it to him.

He knew that because of Ji Baicen, Jane, whom he had never met before, would help him.

However, on the night after expressing his gratitude, Jiang Xiannian had a dream that was not so grateful.

In the dream, he was sitting astride Ji Baicen, kissing him with his head bowed while twisting his waist wildly.

He liked Ji Baicen's lips very much, he lost consciousness after being hit and was still kissing, even blending into the kiss with fragmented voice.

Ji Baicen who leaned against the car window and kissed him gently, and Ji Baicen who swallowed his breath at the moment, a face with different expressions overlapped in his mind.

Jiang Xiannian slowly opened his eyes, his light brown pupils dilated and fluttering.

His forehead was wet and sticky, and he lowered his eyes for a moment, then got up and went to the bathroom.

Amidst the sound of drizzling water, consciousness gradually returned, and a certain idea became clear:

He wanted to sleep with Ji Bocen.

As soon as this idea landed, the usually indifferent and beautiful facial features were suddenly a little bored.

Jiang Xiannian frowned, carelessly brushing his wet black hair back.

Sexuality, as a young man in good health, it is normal to have desires, and it is not shameful to have lust for a benefactor.

However, he seemed to only have thoughts about Ji Baicen.

This is not good.

I don't know how to resolve the thoughts of overstepping the rules, and I don't know how to face the employer.

When Jiang Xiannian responded to Ji Baicen's message, he seemed perfunctory, and Ji Baicen, who noticed something unusual, asked:

【You are very busy? 】

After hesitating, Jiang Xiannian still replied with the word "um".

【Ji Bocen: Okay, I see】

After saying this, the other party did not send any more messages.

Jiang Xiannian shook his head, shaking the messy images in his mind.

After the opening ceremony, the filming officially started. It was divided into three groups, ABC. He was in group A, with leading actors He Wen and Qi Mingshao.

Although there is a theoretical basis and line skills to support it, it is the first time to play against an old actor. For this reason, even without his plays, Jiang Xiannian would rush over every scene and watch carefully from the sidelines.

He Wen had just finished his role and couldn't leave for the time being, so he habitually started the game as the king.

The number of times of death is too good, the time of resurrection is long, and he was beaten back to the spring again. He Wen shook his neck, moved his slightly sore shoulders, raised his head and caught a glimpse of Jiang Xiannian who was sitting next to him.

The little newcomer had a focused expression, and looked thoughtfully at the few people who were playing against each other over there.

In the past few days, rumors about the little newcomer being a relative of Mr. Jian have been spread in private, and He Wen has nothing to do with it.

Firstly, he doesn't need to curry favor with anyone; secondly, no matter how powerful the background is, a bad show will be a drag.

After casually looking at it, He Wen withdrew his gaze and continued to play the game with his head down.

The director's loud and powerful voice suddenly sounded not far away: "Where is Teacher He Wen, please come over here, there is a problem with the 3 minutes and 23 seconds shot."

He Wenyou glanced at the game in progress.

Of course he won't delay his work because of the game, but the teammates who are matched may not be able to enjoy it, and the opponent who killed him with his strength actually reported him for deliberately giving away the head?

Damn, if you want to die, you can still succeed every time!

As a result, his reputation points are now only 90. If he hangs up and is reported, he will not be able to qualify for the ranking.

Right now, there is no one around, except for Jiang Xiannian, whom he has hardly spoken to.

He Wen patted the back of his neck, thinking about the battle between heaven and man, and finally decided to lower his face and ask the little newcomer for help.

Standing up, he patted Jiang Xiannian, who was earnestly studying the facial expressions. He Wen handed over the phone, and asked embarrassedly, "You, can you beat the king?"

"Help me fight."

It's a bit awkward to ask someone to help you play games for the first time.

Fortunately, although the little newcomer didn't like to deal with them, he seemed to be particularly easy to talk to. A momentary flash of blankness flashed in his eyes, and he nodded his head, "Yes".

"Thank you, you can play whatever you want, it doesn't matter if you win or lose."

"Of course I can die as few times as possible."

He Wen turned around to give some instructions, and walked to the director's side.

He works so intensely that he doesn't think about his game until the problem is solved.

Looking up, Jiang Xiannian had already put down his phone.

He Wen couldn't wait to walk over, wanting to see how many points he had been deducted.

In this round, he played very poorly. He was killed 10 times in the first 8 minutes, and he alone contributed two-thirds of the opponent's kills.

I don't expect to win, I just hope that I won't be reported to hang up and get killed.

In this way, even if you give away the head and deduct points, you will only deduct two or three points, and you will get it back after playing a few rounds of entertainment mode.

However, He Wen was shocked when he saw the record.

They won, and since Jiang Xiannian took over the game, they haven't died once.

17/8/13 Control the field and fly!

Looking at the long-lost normal friend application on the information column, He Wen couldn't hold back his excitement, and he couldn't help but look at Jiang Xiannian with a faint green light of "lock the boss and don't relax".

You must know that the friend requests I received before were basically for scolding him on the application interface!