who do you want me to replace

Although Tian Xue knew the purpose of Wen Feixun's establishment of the Sino-Ocean Film and Television Brokerage Company, this purpose was not contrary to her own vigorous ambition.

Wen Feixun wants to flatter others, and she wants to become a giant in the film and television industry. She can also use Wen Feixun's shareholder style to realize her ideal.

So she has been very active and confident from the very beginning. At the beginning of the company's establishment, she established a good relationship with various media platforms, gathered large and small bureaus, and communicated with many parties. open project.

It was the same today, but what was even more surprising was that she just asked about Wen Feixun's work arrangement without hope, but she didn't expect that someone actually came.

It doesn’t matter whether he eats or not, but it’s like a signal—a serious and firm umbrella signal for the company, which shows to the industry that the establishment of this company is not just for fun, and there is no possibility of breaking the capital chain. , You can cooperate with confidence, which will make the company's development path much smoother.

When Tian Xue brought Wen Feixun into the room, she was so happy that she flew into the sky. She introduced Wen Feixun to the guests one by one. Once again, I told the person in charge of the dishes some precautions.

Although Wen Feixun had confirmed Wen Feixun's taste before serving, she was still worried if she didn't look at it before serving.

Who knew that there was no problem with the dishes, but the problem was in the private room first.

As soon as she opened the door and entered, Tian Xue was keenly aware that something was wrong. The chattering voice before was gone, only weak and cowardly sobs and apologies. Trembling, she walked around the screen and saw something wrong. Wen Feixun sat on the main seat leisurely, and the small teacup in his hand was gone.

The men and women sitting upright around him were all silent, except for a thin monkey-like man standing bent over, shaking visibly to the naked eye, and kept wiping away the tears on his face with his sleeves, the redness and swelling on his forehead were shining brightly. It was clearly visible under the bright lights, and he kept saying sorry.

This person is Hou Zhiyuan, and he is a somewhat talented director. When Tian Xue saw the broken white porcelain teacup 'corpse' not far away, she gave a secret 'tsk' in her heart.

This Hou Zhiyuan is really capable, she only went out for a few minutes, which made Wen Feixun throw teacups, awesome.

Tian Xue didn't ask what happened. In short, as long as Wen Feixun can show up today, it will be a huge gain for her. It's just hurting someone. As long as she has no fault or responsibility, there is nothing worse than this. There is a better solution.

Wen Feixun glanced at the phone, then raised his head towards Tian Xue: "I still have something to do, you can handle the rest yourself."

"Okay, okay, I understand, I'll take you out."

"No, Katherine is outside, you stay."

After Wen Feixun finished speaking, he didn't take another look at Hou Zhiyuan, who nodded and bowed, and walked out of the box.

After walking away, the cold look on his face became more intense. He asked for a pack of cigarettes at the front desk and leaned outside the restaurant to smoke.

After taking two sips, he lowered his eyes and looked at his right hand. I don’t know if it was too smooth when he dropped the coffee cup this afternoon or what. When he threw the tea cup at Hou Zhiyuan’s head just now, it felt quite smooth, without a trace hesitate.

It seems that as long as it is related to Jiang Yu, whether it is a person or an event, or just a sentence, it is difficult for him to calm down.

Hou Zhiyuan was probably stupid when he was filming. Some time ago, he didn't hear anything outside the window. He didn't know his relationship with Jiang Yu. The colleagues around him probably didn't have any friendship, so they didn't bother to remind him.

While chatting about the script, some clever people talked about the current upstarts on the screen, saying that many directors wanted to shoot Jiang Yu once. The original intention might be to please Fei Xun, but Hou Zhiyuan didn't know why, and he adhered to the "movie movie" on weekdays. It's the director's art, it has nothing to do with the actor' This kind of idea, I think highly of myself, I instinctively want to belittle a few words, and when I got to my lips, I made a joke with a dirty joke, and said something nasty about Jiang Yu. Quite frivolous.

Wen Feixun poured the half-drinked hot tea over in such a smooth manner, and finally smashed the fragile white porcelain cup on his head.

Facts have proved that this kind of person really has an iron head, rough skin and thick flesh, the cup is rotten, and there is only a swollen head with no blood flow.

With a gloomy face, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Tian Xue. At this moment, a notice popped up in his mailbox, which was sent by the person who was watching Huangliang Gumeng crew this afternoon.

The email is a file package, and when you open it, there are a lot of photos, all of which were taken at the scene of Huangliang Gumeng, some of which are far away, and some of which are close.

The sliding finger suddenly stopped on one of them. The focus of this one was out of focus, and it looked a little blurry, but it didn't prevent him from recognizing it—it was a photo of a sex scene.

In the photo, Jiang Yu had bare shoulders and a large back, and his waist and abdomen were stirring a thin white quilt with another person, his legs were intertwined, and he was kissing passionately on the bed.

Although the lighting boards, cameras and radios next to him were all photographed in the photo, which truly proved that this was an act, but his fingertips touching the photo still couldn't help trembling, and dark tides surged in his eyes.

He turned off the screen and smoked his cigarette more and more fiercely.

Two days later, Wen Feixun boarded a private plane to Jinhai City.

Jiang Yu didn't think he was in the right state during this period. The movie hadn't finished shooting yet, and it was just when he needed to immerse himself in the character. It was normal to be a little depressed. No one would make a sad movie, and when the camera was moved away, he could smile happily ?With such a level of investment, the effect will be [-]% substandard.

So when Jin Yue usually tried to make him happy, he only responded with a foolish look.

However, the headaches have come back these days. On the one hand, it may be affected by the extremely gloomy emotions in the play. On the other hand, he feels that there is also a reason why he believes that Wen Feixun, a human-shaped pill, will not appear by his side again.

The doctor is right, this is a psychological problem.

When he found out that with Wen Feixun by his side, the headache symptoms could be relieved, he was not very happy, probably because he expected such a day to come.

Although the reasons for this result are different, in the end they all lead to the same goal.

What is currently being filmed is Lan Qin's suicide plot. After today's filming, Tang Yuntong can finish filming, and he still has to endure some more days.

In order to let him feel the impact and perform more smoothly, Zhou Heng ordered him not to watch the scene of jumping off the building.

But Jiang Yu always likes to imagine that Xiang Tao's soul lives in his body at the moment. This soul loves Lan Qin deeply, but because of his skin belonging to Jiang Yu, he can know the news of his lover's imminent death in advance.

Xiang Tao's soul was extremely sad at this moment, but it seemed to be trapped in his body, unable to fly out of this body, unable to fly out of the two RVs, unable to catch that person.

Jiang Yu felt that such a feeling was too cruel. His mind was full of the word 'death' and the visual representation this word brought to him.

At first, he was thinking of Lanqin falling to his death, combined with the mosaic video images in the news, he thought that it should not be such a beautiful picture, it was probably fragmented, with some souls that were about to shatter the same.

Later, his mind suddenly entered Xia Ran's appearance before he died. At that time, his fair face had been scratched bloody by broken glass, and his body was crooked under the dented tin car hood that was smashed by a huge boulder, showing a A distorted shape appeared, thick dark red blood was vomited out of the mouth, the voice was hoarse and shrill, and the eyeballs seemed to be staring out, staring at him vigorously.

At some point, Lan Qin and Xia Ran's bodies began to merge together, and the entangled images lingered in his mind, which could not be dispelled for a long time.

Jiang Yu coughed violently a few times. The dazzling sunlight in spring fell on him through the window, but it made him feel a little cold. His brain twitched in pain, and he chewed a few pills expressionlessly. He swallowed the coffee in his hand.

Jin Yue frowned as he watched from the side, and he didn't move the hot water in his hand, as if he didn't see it at all.

In the second half of the filming of the script, Zhou Heng almost yelled "Ka" over and over again, and reshot over and over again. In Jin Yue's view, Jiang Yu's personality was completely broken bit by bit, and then kneaded into another person's soul , this process was uncomfortable for an outsider like her, but she didn't know how to help.

Her thoughts drifted away, she thought about the flowers left by Jiang Yu in the hotel, and then about that person, hesitated for a while, and found an excuse to say: "We... the results of hanging by a thread are pretty good." .”

"It's good."

The double harvest of word-of-mouth at the box office has greatly opened up Jiang Yu's popularity and helped him to a new level. Even if there is no award nomination in the future, it will be full of gains for him.

"It's all thanks to you, brother." Jin Yue rubbed his chin seriously, "But this marketing plan is also very good, the icing on the cake, it is effective, but not vulgar, and it is not a rebellious publicity. Feel good."

Jiang Yu glanced at her: "Are you implying that I will give Zhong Mo a raise? Don't worry about it, I won't pick it up."

"No, no... that's not what I meant," Jin Yue winked for a long time, seeing that Jiang Yu was unmoved, and said dejectedly, "I mean, Mr. Wen also deserves some credit."

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered slightly.

"Last time I accidentally overheard something at Li Tong's place. Mr. Wen helped out at that time..."

Jiang Yu was dumbfounded, he wasn't too surprised, especially after Wen Feixun showed his feelings to him, he knew that some of his previous thoughts might be wrong, especially the fact that the other party was keen to give him resources.

He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a staff member knocked on the door outside: "Mr. Jiang, Director Zhou told you to go to the scene to prepare. Later, I will directly shoot the scene where I went to the mortuary to see Lanqin."

"...Okay, let's go now."