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Ren Jiayuan frowned and said, "Cut."

Someone had pointed their mobile phone at Song Yiming outside the arena, ready to secretly take a video of him messing around. One of Song Yiming's assistants saw it vigilantly, and immediately rushed over to stop it with grim faces, while the others went to help him up.

Everyone restrained their emotions, Yu Wenrong bent down to pull Song Yiming, and tried to persuade him, but the other party slapped his hand away, and Yu Wenrong's face immediately became very exciting.

Song Yiming's state was obviously on the verge of collapse. After he roared a few times, he even threw aside the umbrella handed by his assistant, and shouted at them: "Don't bother me! Fuck off!"

He wiped the rain from his face, his eyes were red, he stood up while holding onto the tree trunk like a lunatic, his feet slipped, and he was about to fall again.Zhanhang on the side really couldn't see it, so he reached out and grabbed him by the back collar, pulled him back, and scolded him bluntly: "Okay! Don't go crazy!"

Song Yiming is the youngest among them. He has never suffered such a long time in filming before. When he learned that he had to shave his head when he joined the group, he felt a little disgusted. Already been oppressed to the extreme, completely broke out.He had never made such a fool of himself before, and immediately felt that he couldn't hold back his face, and kicked and beat Zhanhang in front of him with his fists, without any rules, like a primary school student.

Before everyone could react, Zhanhang, out of self-protection instinct, turned sideways like a conditioned reflex, and elbowed his chest and abdomen. Song Yiming's eyes went dark in pain, and he almost fell down on the spot.Zhanhang frowned, grabbed his back collar again, and lost his temper: "Have you not had enough trouble? I really beat you up."

The person who reacted gasped, and several assistants rushed forward to help him, but were thrown away again.Others sensibly backed away from the field to make way.

Song Yiming clutched his stomach, feeling that the whole world was targeting him, he was cold, hurt and unlucky, he was uncomfortable all over, anyone could yell at him, and the manager didn't treat him very much, It's just aggrieved.

"I'm fucking not going to shoot!" Song Yiming cried out without image: "Whoever loves to shoot, let's shoot!"

Zhanhang: "..."

Ren Jiayuan didn't back down, and said calmly: "Go, you go tell your agent, you quit midway, you don't shoot, you will breach the contract."

Zhao Kaile: "..."

Director, you are too ruthless!

Song Yiming was trembling with anger, he pushed away the group of people around him, all the noise in his ears turned into a buzzing sound, he was so annoyed that he just wanted to find a clean place.So stunned by the crowd, he rushed into the dense forest along the path without thinking.The set immediately exploded, and several assistants were in a mess. Some went in in the rain with umbrellas and bags on their backs to find someone, and some tried their best to tell others to put down their phones and stop taking pictures. It almost became a tense Shura field. .

Zhanhang didn't expect Song Yiming to be so stubborn, he just looked at Ren Jiayuan hesitantly, Zhao Kaile hurried over to hold an umbrella for him, and dragged him to the rest shed.

"It's over, it's over." Zhao Kaile said with fear, "The two slaps you just made are going to be spread around again by them."

Zhanhang wiped his hair with a towel and scoffed at it.

In another rest shed, Yu Wenrong's expression was still not very good. One of Song Yiming's assistants came over and apologized humbly to him, and even said, "I'm sorry, Brother Wenrong, Yiming has been under too much pressure recently, and he has also made a mistake in private. Something, I was not in a good mental state at first, and I had some conflicts with Miss Min, so..."

Yu Wenrong said without expression: "What kind of young master's temper did you come out to film? How do you see it ending now? So many people are waiting for him?"

He didn't mention the thing about being pushed at all, as if he was criticizing Song Yiming's actions condescendingly from the starting point of the group, he completely picked himself out, and his words were impeccable.

The assistant complained incessantly: "We'll get him back right away, I'm really sorry."

Yu Wenrong nodded, took the towel from his assistant, and said calmly: "Apologizing to me is useless, you should go and apologize to the director."

Ren Jiayuan was a stickler. Seeing Song Yiming's assistant approaching with a smile on his face, he waved his hand, sat on the director's chair, and said calmly, "Let's call it a day. When Song Yiming comes back, when will we shoot."

The assistant had no choice but to swallow the words of apology, and resigned himself to looking for someone. When stepping on that road, his foot slipped and he almost fell.

Hearing that the producer couldn't sit still, he came over to Ren Jiayuan and said, "Jia Yuan, it's not a problem to wait like this. If there is any scene that doesn't need Song Yiming, let's mention the premise first, and then we'll talk about it after shooting."

"You said it lightly." Ren Jiayuan smiled bluntly: "How did you mention it? Where did you mention it? Guess why we came up the mountain in the rain today?"

The producer also choked on his words, so he could only say angrily: "Okay, then we will all wait."

He walked around under the rest shed a few times, frowned at the people around him and scolded: "Why are you all standing there? If you have time, go and help find them!"

"Teacher, it's raining too much." A staff member with a relationship said helplessly, "Let someone find someone who lost it."

The producer glared at him, then returned to his seat with a gloomy expression.

While wiping Zhanhang's face, Zhao Kaile whispered to him, "Director Ren is really a bull-tempered."

"The reason for coming out like this is to calm us down." Zhanhang sat on the chair, closed his eyes and let him manipulate him: "It means that if you join his group, you have to listen to him, even if the king of heaven is here, it won't work."

Zhao Kaile clicked his tongue and said: "I kind of know why no one has invested in this film before... Is he not popular in the circle?"

"Yeah." Zhan Hang said: "But the TV series he directed are all passable. If you just flip through the leaves, they will all pass the mark."

Zhao Kaile thought for a while, then nodded: "Masters are a little bit weird, understandable."

When Zhanhang heard that he proposed to invest money, he naturally thought of the big boss behind the scenes who was chasing investment anonymously, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

The rain was getting heavier, and there was a vast curtain of water between the sky and the earth. Nearly an hour passed, and the people waiting at the scene were in a hurry.

Ren Jiayuan also frowned, and asked the person standing next to him: "Why is there no news? The group informed Song Yiming's manager and asked their company to send someone to look for it together."

"Oh good." The girl nodded, and hurriedly lowered her head to send a message to Song Yiming's manager.

Zhao Kaile has never encountered such a rare thing in the filming of an artist who broke down in the middle of the filming, cried and made a fuss, and then ran out alone. I couldn't help but took out my phone and swiped Weibo. There is no relevant news on it yet. It should be crushed to death by their company.

He looked up at the gloomy sky and couldn't help sighing.

Zhan Hang asked: "Have pity on him?"

"A little bit." Zhao Kaile rubbed his nose and said, "Isn't he only 20 years old, a few years younger than me. Well... I ask myself, if I were to shoot a scene with such high intensity for a month , I may not be able to hold on."

Zhan Hang mocked: "Of course you can't survive with such a small amount of money. This younger brother earns more than you, little brother."

Zhao Kaile also raised the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and did not refute much.

Zhan Hang continued to say calmly: "No one cares about how he goes crazy in private. Going crazy on the set is equivalent to telling everyone that he doesn't want to do it..."

Zhao Kaile looked up at him and asked, "Brother Hang, are you stressed?"

Zhanhang pointed to the faint blue and black under his eyes, signaling him to understand it himself, Zhao Kaile couldn't help laughing, Zhanhang looked at him expressionlessly, with a kind of gentle helplessness in his eyes.

"Anyway, I think he must have encountered something in the past two days." Zhao Kaile held his chin and said, "Otherwise, why would he suddenly lose control? People's emotions will suddenly lose control only when they are greatly stimulated. "

Zhan Hang said: "I had a fight with my agent, I didn't want to join the crew, but the more I filmed, the more rebellious I became."

Zhao Kaile nodded suddenly, inexplicably thinking of Ou Xiaoqin.

There are too many young faces in this circle who stand in the corner of the stage and are not qualified for lighting. When they are a little early, they will be restrained by artists and companies and become commodities on the assembly line. Before their own names become famous, they have almost no There is no right to choose, let alone freedom at all. Once they have the idea of ​​giving up, they will face huge liquidated damages.

Zhao Kaile said with emotion: "Sister Li is actually pretty good."

Zhanhang snorted noncommittally, but did not answer.

Two hours passed, and everyone couldn't sit still.

Yu Wenrong took the lead and said to Ren Jiayuan: "Director Ren, it's not an option to wait like this. Why don't we go down the mountain first, and we can continue filming when someone comes back."

Ren Jiayuan looked down at the weather report, knowing that if he couldn't find anyone, he would miss the best time for shooting, so he frowned and nodded, and said to everyone: "Let's go back first."

The rain tended to be calm, and everyone in the venue moved away from the equipment one after another to go down the mountain. People from Song Yiming's company scattered into the mountain to find someone, and his manager also arrived. He stood in front of Ren Jiayuan with a livid face, and argued fiercely. something.Ren Jiayuan's expression was still neither salty nor dull, and he was able to refute with ease.

While holding an umbrella for Zhanhang, Zhao Kaile looked back at them, wishing he could put his ears next to them.

Seeing him stretching his arms, Zhanhang was so tired that he was flustered, so he took it naturally, and put his arm around his shoulders. The two brothers walked side by side on the muddy mountain road, and scolded: "Keep watching and watching, why don't you like gossip so much?" Go be a paparazzi."

Zhao Kaile was swept away by him, his brain froze immediately, he forgot what he wanted to say just now, blinked his eyes non-stop, and hummed heavily to cover up.

"She definitely can't take the blame on herself. If an artist has an accident on the crew, it is of course the crew's responsibility." Zhan Hang said: "Don't think about it."

Zhao Kaile: "..."

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