After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

Ning An naturally knew it, he was silent for a while, then nodded: "Well, I know, director Zhang Qi is very good."

What can Zhang Qi's films bring to people?Even if you are not in that circle, you basically know it.

Zhang Qi's movies can bring people huge fame, wealth and status, and even a long-lasting prosperity that most people can't dream of.

Wang Rong smiled and added: "Actors who debuted through Zhang Qi have no shortage of resources in the industry. Do you know what this means?"

Ning An understood what he meant. An actor who made his debut through Zhang Qi's film has a stable status and great influence. He has always had no shortage of resources in the circle, so naturally he doesn't have to worry about the unspoken rules.

This undoubtedly has a huge appeal to most people, even to those who already have a certain status in the entertainment industry.

It's just that Ning An never thought of entering the entertainment industry. He knew that his temperament was not suitable for that industry.

And he has what he wants, and he is very stubborn and persistent about it.

He has always been like this, he will probably think carefully before making a decision.

But once he has made up his mind, no matter how thorny the road ahead is, he will try his best to go on.

When he wanted to be a model, he did it despite his family's objections.

Although his parents also supported his choice later, they were always reluctant in their hearts.

He has always been very clear that they support him and encourage him because they love him, respect him, and don't want to control him with their own will.

Later, when he wanted to switch servers, he also communicated with his parents decisively after careful consideration, and quickly went through the formalities for studying abroad.

It was just that an accident happened at that time, and he was forced to come here before the formalities for studying abroad were completed.

However, even though the environment has changed and his identity has changed, he has never given up on his dream and has been working hard for it.

Since the TVC launch of makeup, entertainment companies have contacted him to sign contracts one after another.

Later, Chu Yunhe said that if he wanted to develop in the entertainment industry, all the film resources invested by Chu He could be used by him.

But he has never been tempted. If he wants to enter the showbiz, why wait until today?

Zhang Qi's temptation was indeed great, but that was not what he wanted.

But at this moment, Wang Rong was looking at him with a smile, even with some expectation.

Ning An thought, he probably really wanted to help Zhang Qi, and wanted to make himself consider Zhang Qi's movie.

But he didn't see his enthusiasm for clothing design.

Also, what kind of outstanding people are there around Wang Rong?

I'm not too young, and I haven't even studied the professional system of clothing design. No matter how hard I try, it's not worth mentioning in the eyes of professionals.

So Wang Rong is not even interested in looking at his own works.

In fact, thinking about it is not surprising at all.

He can understand Wang Rong's thoughts and his actions.

Although he was very disappointed, he still smiled and rejected his invitation about the movie, but he no longer brought up the topic of costume design out of control: "I'm sorry, I think it's better to forget it, I didn't think about it in entertainment Circle development, thank you teachers for their love.”

Wang Rong smiled meaningfully, a little appreciative, but also a little regretful.

Ning An was so sad that he no longer had the energy to analyze the meaning contained in his smile.

He persuaded him in a very gentle and considerate way: "Maybe you should think about it before answering me? The service setting is not as simple as you think. Even if you put in a lot of hard work, you may not be able to achieve results, and in this circle , and it’s not as calm as it seems on the surface. Such a good opportunity may even change your destiny, so it’s really a pity to give it up like this.”

Ning An didn't speak, afraid of revealing his emotions, his hands were tense and tight under the table, he didn't know what to do.

But the expression on his face was quite calm, he was thinking, if his eyes were red when he met Wang Rong for the first time, it would be really rude.

He was silent for a while, not daring to look into Wang Rong's eyes.

The phone vibrated in his pocket at the right time, and he took it out to see Feng Yun's message: "Is the work going well? Is it over?"

Immediately afterwards, another one came in: "Did you eat? Did you go home?"

He really wanted to go home a little bit, so he said politely to Wang Rong: "Teacher, I still have something to do, I want to go back first."

When he spoke, he still didn't look into Wang Rong's eyes.

He seldom talks without looking people in the eye, but this time it was really uncomfortable, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back if he met Wang Rong's smiling eyes.

He even felt disgusted and suspicious of himself, which he had never felt before.

"Okay, be careful on the road," a business card appeared in front of him, Wang Rong still smiled: "I don't take today's answer seriously, I will give you another week to think about it, and then give me an answer, you can ?"

Ning An held the business card in his hand, nodded and went out.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared at the door that the smile in Wang Rong's eyes became more real. At least the first contact, he was really satisfied with Ning An.

The temptation he faced was so great, but he didn't show any eagerness for quick success.

And after a day of intense work, he also restrained himself very well in the face of a huge loss. Instead of blaming others, he was very polite.

You can see that he is a very well-educated child.

But he wanted to take another look.

Ning An took the elevator downstairs, and replied to Feng Yun's message in the elevator: "It's just finished, and I'm going home."

Then he put the phone in his pocket and looked at his face on the metal wall of the elevator, that face was still calm.

He looked away, still feeling that he was being rude, so he left his respected teacher Wang behind.

But his energy is really not enough.

Not enough to support myself like a good boy, sitting obediently across from him and listening to him say those words that care about him, but are actually rejecting him.

He came out of the MEN building, there were stars and moons in the sky, the air was flowing and the wind was strong.

His eyes were sore, so he found a corner sheltered from the wind, lit a cigarette, then squatted down, and buried his head on his knees.

A cigarette burned out between his fingers, burning his fingers.

He put out the cigarette butt on the ground, still feeling that everything today is like a dream.

From the surprise of seeing Wang Rongfei on the clouds for the first time, to the disappointment of being rejected and falling into hell, it was too fast, too fast to be real.

But the energy in my heart still loosened, and the hole opened up, forming a huge loss and sadness.

He reached out and rubbed his cheek, and stood up.

Maybe it's really because I have high eyesight and low hands, and I think too highly of myself.

He took a taxi home, the house was pitch dark, and Feng Yun hadn't come back yet.

He took Wang Rong's business card out of his bag, looked at it carefully, and put it away carefully.

Instead of fiddling with the clothes and fabrics in his hands as usual, he took out a box of broken diamonds and small particles of various gemstones from the drawer, and concentrated on making ornaments on the desk.

These are all from Chu Yayan.

He loved Chu Yayan very much, and promised to make her a jewelry set including earrings, necklaces, bracelets, brooches and rings before she went abroad.

Originally, Chu Yayan only wanted brooches and necklaces, but Feng Yun disagreed, saying that Chu Yayan only wanted to learn jewelry, why let others do it, and insisted on letting Chu Yayan take things back. There was no sound.

In order to coax her, Ning An said that he could do the whole set for her, and the little girl burst into laughter.

After making a big splash, he grinned at Feng Yun arrogantly, and Feng Yun was so angry that he didn't say a word to Ning An throughout the meal.

Although he made a promise, he has been busy with clothing and hasn't had time to do much.

Chu Yayan only went out in autumn, and there was still enough time for him, so he was not in a hurry.

But today, he wanted to rest himself.

He was busy with his hands, but it was Wang Rong's smiling eyes and face that turned differently in his mind.

Wang Rong is 32 years old, but he looks only 27 or [-] years old, but he is mature and gentle, has no pretensions to anyone, and is approachable, which is what he admires most.

But today he also rejected him with the look he admired the most.

Wang Rong has no obligation to accept him. He knows it very well in his heart, so he has no complaints at all. He is just disappointed and regretful.

In fact, he thought more than once that his chances of being favored by Wang Rong were too low, and it was only normal for him to be rejected.

It is conceivable that no matter how good the psychological construction is, when this day comes, the feeling will still be completely different from what I imagined.

He thought about it twice, and slowly accepted the fact in his heart.

His ability to adapt has always been very good. Even though life has given him many accidents and setbacks, he has accepted them very well, because even if he does not accept them, he cannot become better.

He began to consider other paths, but he had already considered it more than once.

He thought of Feng Yun and the unresolved relationship between the two of them. It was obviously not suitable for him to go abroad at this time.

Maybe I really want to follow Fang Jin as an assistant, and start over from scratch.

This is a road that most students who graduate from clothing majors cannot avoid.

Although you can't learn from the masters, as long as you work harder, you may not be unable to make touching works.

It's just that people who are guided by professional teachers may make rapid progress, which is incomparable to people from wild backgrounds like them.

But there is no need to compare yourself with others, just compare yourself. Every year is better than the previous year.

He moved his hands, not so much planning the future in his heart, but comforting himself.

The door rang, it was Feng Yun who came back.

Ning An was concentrating on the work in hand, so he didn't look back.

After a while, the light around him dimmed.

Feng Yun stood beside him and reached out to hold his wrist: "Do this at night? Don't do it, it will hurt your eyes."

Ning An looked up at him, smiled and said, "It's okay, I just took it out, and I'll do it for a while."

His expression was the same as before, but Feng Yun always felt that his eyes were a little red.

But after looking carefully, he didn't see anything. He was a little puzzled, and asked him softly: "How was the shooting today? Is it going well?"

"It's pretty good." Ning An smiled, "I'm just a little tired. I don't know why they invited me?"

"Why can't I invite you?" Feng Yun smiled slightly, and praised him from the bottom of his heart: "You are so nice."

Ning An blinked, still smiling, but her heart was extremely sour.

Like a child who has been wronged, no one says anything, but the more tenderly he is treated, the more those grievances will flood.

Feng Yun's sincere praise of himself made him feel uncomfortable and embarrassed.

He has never wanted a hug like this before, and he wants to tell his loss and sadness.

He looked down at the prototype of the earring in the palm of his hand, and the opening of the metal ring was stuck into the palm of his hand, which calmed him down a bit.

He didn't look at Feng Yun again, just nodded and smiled lightly: "That's right."

He slowly put the things into the box, then rubbed his eyes: "I'm a little tired, I want to sleep, Feng Yun."

Feng Yun looked at him quietly, and when he moved his palm away, his eyes were indeed a little red.

Maybe it was kneading, maybe there was something on my mind.

He didn't want to force him to talk, but lit a cigarette by the window and handed it to Ning An.

The filter tip was wet, Ning An hesitated, but still stuck it between his lips and teeth.

He took a deep breath and exhaled a wisp of white smoke. Through the thin white mist, he saw Feng Yun biting the smoke and curling the corners of his lips.

He bent down, put his hands on his shoulders, pressed against his forehead like last time, and lit his own cigarette with his cigarette.

Ning An was still a little confused, and cooperated with him habitually, watching the cigarette butt sparkle, while Feng Yun withdrew a little later.

He raised his head, Feng Yun had a little smile in his eyes, that smile was a bit evil, he opened his lips and sprayed the smoke into his eyes.

As the smoke hit his face, Ning An instinctively closed his eyes.

However, in the next second, he fell into a warm embrace, and the pleasant smell of citrus surrounded him tightly.

Feng Yun's voice sounded above his head, his voice was very soft, but it was clear enough for him to hear, he said: "I'm also a little tired, I need your embrace."

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