Dressed as cannon fodder for the rich

In the film and television city, at five o'clock in the afternoon the next day, the last scene was filmed.

Li Kun stepped forward to help take off the wire on Qi Xiaoyu's body.

Wang Minge, who walked past the two with a trumpet, patted Qi Xiaoyu on the shoulder, "Don't take off your makeup, take a group photo."

Around them, there are noisy people everywhere, those who are busy collecting equipment, dismantling props, taking off their hoods, clapping hands to celebrate, and lying down to rest...

"Shangxie" has a crew of hundreds of people, and they have followed the director around for the past two months. From the wilderness to the film and television base, they worked overtime and stayed up all night by turns. Now they can finally go home and rest. With a sigh of relief.

Qi Xiaoyu's mood...is a bit complicated.

Originally, since last night, there have been many emotions pulling back and forth in my heart.

Today, after the filming of the scene, the thread that has been pulling his nerves has been broken, so it is inevitable that he will indulge himself and sway from side to side.

Jiang Sicheng quickly took off the black bear spirit's clothes and threw them aside, but Wang Mingge saw him and severely criticized him, "I told you not to take off your clothes, take a picture first, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Sicheng made a grimace, and immediately hid behind Qi Xiaoyu, "The filming was finally over, and I still let me wear such ugly clothes, bah."

He put one hand on Qi Xiaoyu's shoulder, one leg dangling, and then caught a glimpse of Qi Xiaoyu's expression, "What's wrong with you? Why do you still look bitter and bitter after the filming is over? You and I Said, don't get too involved in the drama, be careful of depression."

Li Kun originally felt that Qi Xiaoyu was not in the right state these two days. Hearing what Jiang Sicheng said, his expression changed, but he was afraid that acting too worried would affect Qi Xiaoyu's mood even more, so he could only feign anger and say, "Jiang Sicheng Young master, don't talk nonsense."

He joked again, "You have been a black bear spirit for two months and you have not suffered from depression. Xiaoyu is so beautiful every day, why are you depressed?"

Jiang Sicheng pursed his mouth, "What's the matter with you, Li Kun, can you not mention it. I haven't posted a single still photo in the past two months. Next time, I won't be fooled by this old man Wang Mingge again."

"That's over. The movie hasn't been released yet, and it hasn't been promoted yet. You have to watch it for at least a few months."

"you shut up!"

The two of them were laughing and laughing, and Qi Xiaoyu's mood also improved.

Then, when the venue was almost cleaned up, under Wang Mingge's organization, everyone gathered together and took a group photo.

At this point, the whole drama is officially over.

****

In the evening, Wang Mingge was the host, and he wanted to invite the whole crew to a hot pot restaurant next to the film and television city for dinner, and then went to sing K.

Anyway, there was no plane leaving the film and television city that night.

So everyone booked a daytime ticket for the next day to go home, preparing to eat and drink enough tonight, and then have fun all night.

Qi Xiaoyu's makeup was troublesome to remove, the glitter under his eyes had been cleaned for a long time, and his clothes had to be carefully taken off. By the time he arrived at the hot pot restaurant, the other creative staff had basically arrived.

Seeing him coming in from a distance, Cui Jing waved to him, "This is Xiaoyu."

Kang Qitao, who was sitting next to Cui Jing, also said to Qi Xiaoyu, "Go and make the seasoning first, and then come here, it will be cooked right away."

This hot pot restaurant is not very big, and there are too many people, so the boss added a few more tables, one next to each other, and the people next door had to get up to get in and out, which was really inconvenient.

Qi Xiaoyu went to get the seasoning first.

He likes to eat tahini.

But he was a little absent-minded today, and the first scoop was too much.

Fortunately, the bowl was clean, so he dialed it back a little.

Opposite the seasoning cabinet, the voices of people chatting at a table could be heard intermittently.

"Brother Yue, are you really not going home to rest tomorrow and stay in the film and television city?"

"What should I do? I have to repay the mortgage and the car loan. The stock has fallen again recently. It just so happens that the crew next door is short of people. Go and help make some money."

"Hey, brother Yue, don't you hold Wanhai Real Estate's stock? Such a big company is backed by the Xun family, so it can fall?"

"Hey, you don't care about gossip at first sight."

"The production crew is so busy, they don't get enough sleep every day, so where is the time to watch gossip. Do you know Cai Cai?"

"I haven't heard... Brother Yue, tell me what's going on. The stock hasn't fallen too much, has it?"

"Cough, what's going on, I heard that the upper levels are infighting, and the lower levels will suffer. I knew I had bought Mao's stock, and I can make some money recently."

"..."

Qi Xiaoyu originally wanted to take a little sesame paste back, but for some reason, he poured out all the sesame paste in the bowl.

Cui Jing was already urging people from behind, "Little fish, the meat is ready, come quickly."

Qi Xiaoyu took a spoonful in a hurry, and casually added some fermented bean curd juice and sesame seeds into it.

On the table, the bottom of the pot has been set up. It is a mandarin duck pot. One side is red oil spicy and spicy, and the other side is clear soup with mushrooms. The red oil side is bubbling.

The shelf next to it is full of various dishes, such as tender meat, hanging dragon and streaky pork, as well as various mushroom platters and fresh bean sprouts.

Cui Jing reserved a seat for him between herself and Jiang Sicheng.

Sitting next to Jiang Sicheng was Wang Mingge, and next to him were the first male lead and the assistant director. The people at this table were the core members of the crew.

As soon as Qi Xiaoyu sat down, Wang Mingge picked up a freshly rinsed dragon for him through someone, "Now you don't need to wear costumes, Diao Weiya, Xiaoyu, come, eat more."

Jiang Sicheng, who was burying his head in eating meat, heard this sentence, and the chopsticks that were sent to his mouth stopped in mid-air, "eccentric."

Wang Mingge looked at Qi Xiaoyu, and seemed to ignore Jiang Sicheng's words, "If you don't come, Xiaoyu, this plate of meat will be eaten up."

Jiang Sicheng snorted when he heard the words, opened his mouth and swallowed the meat in one big gulp.

Everyone at the table laughed out loud.

Except Qi Xiaoyu.

He wrapped the hanging dragon in the bowl casually in the sauce and put it in his mouth, but he didn't know whether the piece of meat came out of the red pot or the white pot.

Kang Qitao glanced in his direction lightly.

Everyone else was cooking hot pot and started chatting. The waiter brought another case of wine and put it at their feet.

People at this table are not like other tables chatting and gossiping, they mainly revolve around work.

For example, how to arrange the post-publicity and distribution, and what work arrangements each will have next.

A few questions were thrown at Qi Xiaoyu, but he was really not in the mood today, so he barely dealt with it.

Fortunately, other people drank and ate meat tonight, so they didn't care too much.

Until Cui Jing lowered her voice and said to Wang Mingge, "I heard that Tang Yuning is coming back to make a movie. Is this true?"

Qi Xiaoyu's ears perked up. In the original book, Tang Yuning's first investment was "The Chaos of Mang River", and the first film was "Li Ren".

Kang Qitao's gaze also became sharper.

Wang Minge smiled, "I just heard that it seems to be coming back."

"He has developed so well in country A, why did he suddenly think of coming back? Which movie did he fancy? Director Shen's "Liren"?"

Wang Mingge laughed and said, "It's not easy for me to say it casually."

Cui Jing also smiled, "Speaking of which, I'm in the same company as him, but I've never cooperated with him, and I haven't even added him as a friend... Our boss, Director Wang, knows that he doesn't see anyone all the year round. Team building can’t even be done, and I don’t know as much about my colleagues as you do.”

Wang Mingge laughed, "What does that matter? Your Feichi Media has developed very well."

"..."

I ate a meal for more than two hours, and I don’t know how many plates of meat and bottles of beer were served intermittently. Anyway, everyone finally gave up because they couldn’t eat anymore.

Next, we have to go to KTV, everyone rubbed their bellies and got up.

Kang Qitao walked around Cui Jing and walked to Qi Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, smoke a cigarette with me?"

Generally speaking, Kang Qitao would not find non-smokers to smoke. Since he said that, he probably wanted to say something to himself. Qi Xiaoyu nodded in response, and followed Kang Qitao to an empty alley at the back door of the hotel.

Kang Qitao lit the cigarette, first cared about whether Qi Xiaoyu had a heavy workload, and then slowly turned to what he wanted to talk about.

"After the filming of this movie is over, Xiaoyu, what are your plans for the future?"

Qi Xiaoyu leaned back against the wall, raised his head and looked at the sky aimlessly, "I feel like I'm just getting started when this movie is done well, and I want to make a few more movies later."

Kang Qitao smiled, "That's not what I mean. I just want to ask... Do you want to stay in Star Entertainment forever? Star Entertainment doesn't have many resources for you in the future."

Qi Xiaoyu lowered his eyes and didn't answer.

Kang Qitao turned his head away and vomited his eyes in the direction of no one, "Or do you have other considerations?"

After a pause, he continued, "Xiaoyu... I can barely be considered your senior, and I don't want you to take more detours, so I would like to say one more thing... You are now fully capable of developing on your own, and you don't need to rely on anyone."

Both of them are smart people, needless to say too much, they understand everything.

Kang Qitao was one of the few people who knew about his relationship with Xun Qian. Qi Xiaoyu said calmly, "Thank you, Mr. Kang, for your concern."

Kang Qitao looked at Qi Xiaoyu's appearance, as if he didn't take his words to heart, and couldn't help but aggravate his tone, "Although that person is really capable and capable, he is not easy to get along with. If you can get away now... or Get out of here as soon as possible."

Qi Xiaoyu kept his face calm, and said calmly, "I will remember Teacher Kang's words."

Kang Qitao said what he wanted to say without forcing him, and patted Qi Xiaoyu, "Okay, you're a smart kid, just know what's in your head, let's go sing, don't keep them waiting."

Qi Xiaoyu followed behind. He respected Kang Qitao, from his talent to his personality, but even Kang Qitao looked down on Xun Qian that much, let alone others.

No one has ever dared to talk about Xun Qian, but they probably think so in their hearts.

He had no expression on his face, but his heart sank suddenly, as if his heart had been pulled by something.

****

Xun Qian's room was lit for two consecutive nights.

He sat at the desk, and on the computer screen in front of him, there were more than a dozen file windows open.

He knew how his uncle, Xu Zhihui and his two sons had embezzled public funds and enriched their own pockets in the Xun family these years, but he kept turning a blind eye.

He used to think it didn't matter, anyway, he didn't have any future plans for himself, and he didn't care how much he left behind.

But not now, he had to plan for someone else.

Therefore, he couldn't let go of Xu Xiucheng and Mao's secret troubles like before.As well as the Tang family and his mother, he will have to spend some time to deal with it.

Although the little black dog had his eyes closed, it could be seen that he hadn't fallen asleep the whole night, but lay obediently on the ground, unlike usual sleeping on all fours.

Xun Qian propped his right hand on the chair, rubbed his temples, looked up at the calendar, Qi Xiaoyu should be back tomorrow, and he wanted to deal with more things before he came back.

****

In the KTV that was booked out by the crew, there were people coming and going, and the tea table was filled with opened bottles of wine.

As soon as they saw Qi Xiaoyu and Kang Qitao coming in, someone came forward to greet them,

"Little fish, come and start."

Qi Xiaoyu was not as good-tempered as usual, and politely declined, "You guys sing first."

Then he looked around and found Li Kun who was a little drunk on the sofa.

Qi Xiaoyu bent over and woke him up, "I have something to go back first."

"Go back?" Li Kun drank a little too much. Today his table drank quite a lot, and he was too embarrassed not to drink alone. What's more, it was originally planned to go back tomorrow, and Wang Mingge let everyone drink freely tonight.

Now, when he heard Qi Xiaoyu's words, he rubbed his eyes, but didn't understand what he meant, thinking that he was going back to the hotel when he was tired, "I'll accompany you."

"No, I'm going home, you can clean up the hotel stuff for me tomorrow."

"Go home? But there is no plane today..."

"Well, I know, I'm going to the airport in the neighboring city."

"This... It's too late today. Hey, if I knew I would stop drinking, I wouldn't be able to drive now."

"It's okay, I'll call a car myself."

"It's the middle of the night, and it's not easy to call a car...or wait until I wake up."

"I'll call first to see."

Qi Xiaoyu twisted his wrist two days ago and it didn't heal, so it was inconvenient to drive.

With Li Kun's appearance, he probably can't drive anymore.

Most of the other people here also drank alcohol.

With the coat in his hand, he took out his mobile phone to order a car, and walked to the door to see if he could catch a taxi willing to go to the neighboring city by chance.

The street is very quiet outside, and the car-hailing app also shows that there are no vehicles available nearby.

At this moment, a Cadillac stopped beside him, the window was rolled down, and Ma Wei also put one hand outside the window, "Are you going to the airport?"

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of sun; 10 bottles of Lingbobai and Dandan; 5 bottles of Xiaoming and Xiaojingjing;