The black and red of the entertainment industry

The moment Song Fan saw Su Cheng, he wanted to run away. He was a little shy. How can I say that he met him without the slightest preparation, as if he was sleeping on the bed and was suddenly grabbed from the quilt.

Su Cheng was also a little surprised, but he quickly regained his composure. He asked, "Song Ming, what's going on with you here? Is there blood at the corner of your mouth?"

"Su...Brother Su," calling him Song Fan felt a little ashamed, "I came here for an interview, and the blood on my mouth... just hit my teeth when I ate something." Song Fan didn't lie, he was indeed eating, but what he ate was It's just a vase.

Su Cheng frowned, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it to him, "Wipe it, don't eat randomly next time."

Song Fan didn't want to run away any more, but felt that life was too good, no matter how much blood shed, it was worth it. He took the handkerchief and wiped it on his face, while Su Cheng watched from the side. Song Fan finally realized that he was embarrassed, he wiped it a few more times, and handed the handkerchief Return it to Su Cheng, "Thank you, Brother Su."

But Su Cheng didn't go to pick it up, he just said: "You and your brother look alike...you can use it, goodbye, Song Ming." After finishing speaking, he walked directly inside.

Similarity?Song Fan looked at Su Cheng's leaving back with some reluctance, and he was thinking about the meaning of these two words. If he hadn't been reborn or died, would they meet now?

No matter how much he thought about it, Song Fan carefully folded the handkerchief, put it away, took the elevator, and went downstairs.

In the manager's office of Yunlan Studio, Su Cheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the man downstairs. He walked to the side of the road and stopped the car to get in. When the car drove away, the man turned his head and looked at this side. Su Cheng was slightly surprised , looked away from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"You know him?" The manager who interviewed Song Fan just now was sitting on a double leather sofa, staring at Su Cheng to see something.

"Didn't you hear everything? The younger brother of an old man." Su Cheng turned to look at him.

"I didn't eavesdrop, I can only complain about the poor sound insulation." The manager spread his hands and shrugged.

"The doors are all open, can the sound insulation be good?" When Su Cheng said this, the manager laughed and stopped explaining.

Su Cheng returned to the French window, the car had already driven away, his expression darkened, and he said again: "Su Chen?"

"Call me second brother!" Su Cheng's second brother, the manager of Yunlan Studio, Su Chen was a little dissatisfied. This younger brother has never been called his brother since he was a child.

"Su Chen, he didn't come here to apply for an artist, did he?" Su Cheng continued to ask, turning a deaf ear to the second brother's dissatisfaction.

Su Chen nodded, but changed the subject: "He's just a freshman, don't you want an old cow to eat young grass?"

Su Cheng didn't answer, but said something to himself: "Is it really because of brothers, so similar..."

Su Chen got up, made tea for the two of them, and looked at Su Cheng: "You really want to make him."

Su Cheng didn't respond again, and talked about the business: "Let's talk about the cooperation of this TV series."

"Mom won't agree." Su Chen was still on the last topic.

"Originally, the actors are already in place, but now, I think there is still a lack of a male number two. This male number two, I want to use your Yunlan people. Do you have any good candidates?" Su Cheng sat on the chair outside the desk Sit down, put down the tea, and look like a businessman.

"Which male number two?" Su Chen asked.

"Ji Huayu, the villain who practices evil spells to destroy the relationship between the hero and heroine, has a weird personality, is changeable, treacherous and vicious, that's it." Su Cheng finished speaking in one breath, and felt that Ji Huayu was more like a mischievous child who loves to play tricks.

Su Chen frowned. It turned out that this role was going to be changed. He thought about it with his chin in his hand, and gave a name: "Fu Dongli?"

"Not energetic enough, and not acting as an otaku." Su Cheng rejected him with one sentence, Su Chen thought again, and thought of someone again: "Jia Xiaobao? This guy is energetic enough."

"Babyface, playing the villain will make the audience laugh." Su Cheng said.

Su Chen squinted at him, and mentioned a name in a strange tone, "Song Ming?"

"Not bad, it's just him." Su Cheng didn't refute this time, and decided directly.

Su Chen was stunned, and thought to himself that you have actually thought about it a long time ago, since you have already thought about it, why didn't you say it earlier, why didn't you say it earlier!He said: "It was just an interview just now, and the contract hasn't been signed yet... Besides, he's a newcomer, aren't you afraid of ruining your first work? The current audience friends, you can have a very vicious tongue!"

Su Cheng took a sip of tea, and said lightly: "Black and red are also red, I have quite confidence in him."

"Why don't you hire your company?"

Su Cheng hesitated a little, and replied, "That's not necessary."

"Well, I will notify him to sign the contract as soon as possible, but he is a freshman, so he shouldn't be too free in his time." Su Chen still felt that it was inappropriate for the male number two to use Song Ming, a rookie who hadn't entered the industry yet. But the third brother said so, so it's not easy for him to make irresponsible remarks, after all, this is a drama that his company wants to shoot!

Su Chenxin thought that Su Cheng had seen him perform, so he made such a decision. In fact, Su Cheng had only met Song Ming twice. That kind of confidence was only based on that inexplicable similarity. Su Cheng always saw Song Ming. I can think of Song Fan, the words and deeds of the two people overlap, and I don't feel that it is against harmony... But what does this have to do with filming?

"Find time for him to come to my side for an audition..." He said some trivial things, and the two changed the topic.

In the end, when Su Cheng walked out of the office, he said: "I didn't intend to pick on him." After saying that, he left, and Su Chen whistled with unknown meaning behind him.

Song Fan thought and thought, and he was sure that when he got in the car and looked at the Wall International Building, he did see Su Cheng. He stood in front of the French window, and seemed to be looking at this side. Su Cheng was watching him leave?Song Fan shook his head, got off the taxi, paid 38 yuan for the fare, and went home.

He had a lot of things to think about, such as what Su Cheng would do at Yunlan Studio, how his younger brother Song Ming would apply for an artist, and how he, Song Fan, would deal with Song Zhibin.

Song Zhibin, Song Fan's veins popped when he thought of this name, probably because this guy pushed himself on the roof, otherwise, where did the scratches come from on his wrist?Didn't he scratch him before he fell?

However, it is still not 100% sure that he did it. This kind of thing needs to be proved slowly. Once the truth comes out, Song Fan will never be soft.

Song Fan returned home, greeted his mother and went back to the bedroom, climbed onto his younger brother's computer, and went to use the search engine. He wanted to search Su Cheng to see what his identity was now.

artist?Song Fan had never heard of such a person in the show business circle. If he had seen the name Su Cheng in the circle before, he would definitely be impressed.

Could it be a little-known third-rate artist?Song Fan shook his head, directly denying this idea - if Su Cheng is an artist, he must be the one that attracts a lot of attention.

Thinking of the business card that Su Cheng gave him, Song Fan even believed that Su Cheng was engaged in the film and television entertainment industry, and maybe the company belonged to him. Of course, all of this was his guess, and it was useless to think about it.

After searching several times without any results, Song Fan gave up and was about to turn off the computer, but saw a webpage in the favorites folder of the browser, clicked on it, and it was Song Ming's class schedule for this week.

Since there is nothing to do, why not go to class!It happened that there were two classes in the afternoon, one was on aesthetics, and the other was on the history of modern and contemporary literature—by the way, Song and Ming majored in Chinese language and literature.

After making a decision, he went to implement it. Song Fan turned off the computer and went to search Song Ming's bookcase. Since he was going to class, he must prepare everything.

After having lunch at home, I greeted my mother, walked out of the community, hailed a taxi, and went straight to Chudong University.

Chudong University is far away from home. If you take a taxi, you need half a ticket for Grandpa Mao. Song Ming used to take the bus to school, but Song Fan is used to being extravagant. waste.

Song Fan, who was a little bit hedonistic, was stupid when he arrived at the gate of Chudong University. He suddenly remembered that he didn't even know how to get to the classroom!After thinking about it, he took out his cell phone and called Chen Qing.

There is no way, Song Ming doesn't seem to have many friends, only Xu Ze and Chen Qing, Xu Ze won't think about it, he can only face this little friend who doesn't know if he is crazy or a woman.

"Chen Qing?" Song Fan was quite nervous at this moment. To be honest, he was a little afraid to hear the rough voice of an old man, because the name didn't match that style at all.

"Hey, finally you are willing to call Laozi? Laozi wants to die, do you know that?" Rugged, but coming from a woman, now Song Fan is relieved, although the other party's language style makes him a little dizzy, But now I have to ask for help, so I have to pretend to be a grandson, "I have brought a lot of things, can you pick me up at the school gate, I... I can't carry it!"

After finishing talking, Song Fan regretted it. He is a bit of a man, but his body is still a woman. How could he let her come over and do labor for him?Unexpectedly, the other party didn't hesitate, and agreed directly: "Okay, labor and capital will be here soon."

Song Fan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, the labor was there, but that thing... Song Fan looked around, and finally locked his eyes on the specialty supermarket next to him, and went straight to it—well, this supermarket is called a specialty supermarket.

Ten minutes later, Song Fan came out carrying fruit and snacks. These two things each took up a big bag. It took 10 minutes to pay through the account calculation, 3 yuan, which was very cool.

Song Fan returned to the school gate and began to wait. With so many things in his hands, he seemed to have big goals and attracted a lot of people's attention. Song Fan was wondering if he was so funny when he suddenly felt that the chrysanthemum It hurts, it seems to be hit by something critically, what the hell is this!

Turning his head, he saw a pretty girl clenched into fists, Song Fan's face darkened suddenly, and he moved a large bag of fruit behind his buttocks for protection, and asked tremblingly, "You, you, what are you doing?"

"I couldn't hold it back for a while..." The girl lowered her head a bit shyly, but Song Fan could hear the voice, this is Chen Qing, you should be a female man, you shy ant!Song Fan bared his teeth and said, "I forgive you."

"What are you doing with so many things?" Chen Qing looked at the snacks in front of Song Fan, and the fruit behind him, well, the important parts were all protected.

Song Fan pulled out a smile, "I'm here to bring you something to eat. Seeing how kind I am, please don't attack me...personally next time." Song Fan felt that the girl in front of him was too violent and could kill him at any time , so from now on he will use material to please her and ensure the integrity of his organs.

Chen Qing smiled strangely, and glanced at the words "Specialty Supermarket" on the two packaging bags without revealing them.

The author has something to say: Song Fan: You exploded my ass!

Noon: It's Chen Qing, not me!