The richest man really has no money

Not long after arriving at the hotel, she was dragged to a dinner party. Ying Jiatong didn't even open her suitcase, and there was nothing to pack at all. She explained the situation to the coordinator of the crew, and went straight to the top floor with the suitcase.

While waiting for the elevator, recalling the conversation with Pei Qi'an in the afternoon, Ying Jiatong lowered her hair and told Pei Qi'an that she had also changed to a single room.

He didn't say anything about the matter before, lest he didn't succeed in the application and make Pei Qian very happy.

Pei Qi'an knew that he had changed to the presidential suite, but for some reason, when Ying Jiatong told him about it, he felt happier than when the hotel manager told him.He congratulated Ying Jiatong happily, and he also told Ying Jiatong the good news.

"Look, daughter-in-law! The official poster is out!"

He sent a few photos, one of which was what he called the official poster, a group photo of all the contestants.

Dozens of youthful boys on the screen uniformly wear uniforms similar to the school uniforms of Japanese male high school students, posing in various shapes, each with its own characteristics. Jiatong saw Pei Qi'an in the crowd at a glance.

Ying Jiatong originally felt that there was a kind of innocent student spirit in his eyebrows and eyes, but this way of dressing up made him look younger, and Ying Jiatong even felt guilty for a moment like an old cow eating tender grass.

But when he saw the next photo, he didn't think so.

Still the same clothes, makeup and hair, this time it's Pei Qi'an's personal poster.

The slim-fit uniform perfectly reflected his perfect body proportions. The tall and handsome man just stood there casually, as if he could attract all the light, making people look at him involuntarily.

His face was slightly lowered, and the moment he raised his eyes was captured, the impatient look in his eyes had not had time to restrain himself, and he had a cold and ascetic temperament.

The aura soared instantly, and those who didn't know thought it was some supermodel.

Ying Jiatong had no resistance to his face in the first place, but when he saw it this way, his heart exploded in an instant, and he couldn't help but hold his breath for a moment.

However, before he could praise him, the owner of the photo sent another selfie, which showed a cold and domineering husky lying on the edge of the bed, looking at his owner warily.

"Daughter-in-law, I was bullied by haha ​​QAQ"

Ying Jiatong's heart tightened when he heard the words, and he quickly took a closer look, but he didn't find that Haha had the tendency to attack people.

And he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Haha's head seemed a little balder than before he left.

Could it be some skin disease?

Just as he was thinking about asking Pei Qi'an to take Haha to the pet hospital to see if he was infected, he saw Pei Qi'an's complaint: "Didn't I just pull a few of its hairs! It has so many on its body, what's the point of losing a few? My bed won't let me go to sleep! Daughter-in-law, you have to decide for me!"

"..."

Ying Jiatong glanced at the top of Haha's head, which was obviously thinner, and was silent for a moment, deciding not to favor her boyfriend at this time.

"So how many roots did you pick?"

There was a moment of silence at the other end of the conversation, and Pei Qi'an thought for a moment, hesitatingly said: "Two, three, four hundred... right?"

"…………"

Ying Jiatong held his forehead, he didn't know what to say.

As long as Haha can talk, it's time to scold people now, okay?

Who is bullying whom?

Ying Jiatong didn't know whether to laugh or cry at Young Master Pei's slapstick. Just when the elevator arrived, he went in without raising his head, and passed by a man dressed as a waiter.

The waiter pushed a dining cart and walked straight to the door of Ying Jiatong's original room. He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but saw that the door was completely open and there was no one inside, so he couldn't help being puzzled.

He was about to go in and have a look, but a cleaning lady walked up to him and looked at him suspiciously.

The waiter hurriedly lowered the brim of his hat, bowed his head and pushed the dining car away.

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In the afternoon of the next day, it was officially launched, and all the actors who were ranked in the leading and supporting roles had to go to the photo shoot early in the morning.

When Ying Jiatong arrived at the studio, it was already quite lively inside, but I don't know if it was because of the dinner last night, when Hong Yize changed tables for dinner, the atmosphere in the studio became a little weird as soon as he came.

Several actors who were chatting saw him and immediately stopped talking, with a look of disdain on their faces.

"Isn't it just having a meal with Brother Yize, what's there to be arrogant about?"

"Brother Yize is just trying to teach that third female who doesn't know what to do, and he really thinks that he is in the eyes of others? Maybe Brother Yize doesn't even know what his name is."

"He actually came later than the protagonist..."

Ying Jiatong vaguely heard a few words, and felt that these people were all idle.However, he only noticed that Hong Yize, who was the second male lead, had already arrived, and even had his makeup and hair done to shoot over there.

It made it look like he didn't take the job seriously even if he wasn't late.

Ying Jiatong didn't know whether Hong Yize was on purpose or not, but when he looked over, Hong Yize seemed to notice something, and suddenly looked towards him.

The two looked at each other, and Ying Jiatong had no time to dodge, so Hong Yize laughed and said, "Isn't this my fan friend? I wanted to chat with you yesterday, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye. You want to make up, right?" ? Let's go, I'll take you to my dressing room."

As he said that, he really came to pull Ying Jiatong.

Even if an entertainer like Hong Yize is not so cold-hearted, it is impossible for him to be so enthusiastic towards a small artist casually. You can tell by his attitude towards other people. To say that he is cold is an understatement, and he simply ignores it.

If those gossips were just talking about sour grapes at first, now they are completely jealous.

If these gazes had any substance, they were like steel needles poking Ying Jiatong's body, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

He was now sure that Hong Yize did it on purpose.

But why?

He sat in his seat last night, didn't join in any excitement, if he had to say it, he was a neutral at most.

It's not even possible to eliminate the neutral faction, right?

This question is bound to remain unanswered.

It is impossible for Ying Jiatong to really follow Hong Yize. When he enters the dressing room, he will be Hong Yize's people. He will not be able to control what happens when the time comes, but if he rejects Hong Yize in front of so many people, he can only Will draw more hatred.

There are wolves in front and tigers in back, Hong Yize is too thoughtful.

Ying Jiatong was hesitating how to refuse, when there was a commotion behind him, followed by a mocking voice: "What are you doing? Your make-up artist only draws men and women, you don't care about it yourself, and you want to harm others ?”

In the entire crew, anyone who dared to hate Hong Yize like this would be trusted.

Sure enough, when Ying Jiatong turned his head, Guan Xin appeared at the door with a tired face, the makeup on his face hadn't been removed, he probably rushed over from the crew next door just after the show started.

Hong Yize's face turned blue when he saw him, and he was very angry when he heard this, but soon he didn't know what to think of, his face calmed down, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I just think this kid is interesting, I want to make friends with him That's all. But you, for no reason, why are you so concerned about a little artist? Could it be that you think he's lucky and want to hang out?"

Ying Jiatong's room was upgraded to a presidential suite. The news spread last night. Many people in the production team were envious and hated themselves for not having such good luck.

Guan Xin was out filming all night and just heard about it.

It's just that these words came from Hong Yize's mouth, as if Ying Jiatong's promotion to the room had something to do with Guan Xin.

However, he couldn't find any flaws in his words, and his tone seemed to be simply displeased with Guan Xin who robbed him of others, even if someone could hear the accent, he couldn't say anything.

But these people do not include Guan Xin.

Without waiting for Ying Jiatong to explain, Guan Xin directly replied: "I heard that people with shit in their minds see everything as shit. I didn't believe it at first, but now I finally believe it."

After speaking, without giving Hong Yize a chance to fight back, he yawned, turned around and walked towards his dressing room.

When he arrived at the door, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and waved to Ying Jiatong: "Director Li told me yesterday that the first scene today is you and my rival scene, you come to me to put on makeup, and by the way, let's play against each other .”

In the name of business, even if Hong Yize is unwilling, he can't stop him.

Looking at Guan Xin, Hong Yize almost burst into flames, but still managed to maintain a smile, and said softly to Ying Jiatong: "His mouth is too poisonous, believe me, you will definitely be pissed off if you go with him! Think for yourself, whose dressing room do you want to go to?"

The look of respecting Ying Jiatong's choice made the people around him look at Ying Jiatong more and more wrongly.

Two film kings are fighting for him, why is this kid? !

The atmosphere in the studio froze for a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ying Jiatong, and they secretly guessed who he would choose to be with, and they really wanted to set up a lottery on the spot and start betting.

However, after a while, Ying Jiatong's answer was beyond everyone's expectations.

"That... Actually, my company arranged a makeup artist for me."

After Ying Jiatong finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and made a video call. The person who appeared on the screen was Ms. Maozi, a national treasure-level make-up artist known as a "magic brush".

Maozi seemed to have just gotten out of the car, thinking that Ying Jiatong came to make a video call to urge him, and said angrily, "Oh, I've already arrived at the entrance of the studio, don't urge you. Hurry up, you're going to get old!"

While talking, everyone has heard a synchronized voice coming from the door.

"Look, look, I'm here now?"

Everyone: "????"