Behind the scenes of the entertainment industry

It was the rush hour after get off work. After receiving a call from Zhou Cheng, Zhou Ya took nearly half an hour to drive from Ditan to Dongsi North Street where Zhou Cheng was. Zhou Ya parked the car on the side of the road and saw that it was not far away. Zhou Cheng, who was on the phone, pressed the horn.

"Sister, you're here." After getting in the car, Zhou Cheng just said hello to Zhou Ya without interrupting the call in his hand: "Director Cheng, don't worry, I will definitely keep an eye on him and I will never let him do it again.

Something went wrong... Okay, I will take him to your place to get the music the day after tomorrow. Your location is... Dikuang Hotel 306... I know that place, where is the Temple of Di... Okay, we will be on time at two o'clock in the afternoon

arrive."

"Which Director Cheng?" Zhou Ya, who was driving, watched Zhou Cheng hang up the phone and couldn't help but ask.

"Cheng Feng, our senior brother from the previous years." Zhou Cheng explained to Zhou Ya, and dialed another phone number in his hand: "I'll make two more calls, but the matter hasn't been finalized yet."

Zhou Ya nodded and listened to the co-pilot Zhou Cheng continue to call: "Xiao Fang, it's me... Tell Lin Shan to stay at home for the past two days... Yes, there is an announcement.

...The day after tomorrow I will take him to see Director Cheng, and I will help him get the ending song for a feature film...You must tell him not to go out drinking and cause trouble for me again, otherwise I will let him get nothing..."

From Zhou Cheng's phone call, Zhou Ya could tell that Zhou Cheng was calling the careless artist in his hands. Looking at Zhou Cheng's slightly frowning expression, Zhou Ya knew that that guy had probably caused some trouble for Zhou Cheng.

Already.

Zhou Cheng didn't explain anything to Zhou Ya. He hung up the phone to Fang Qianqian, found another number from the address book, hesitated for a while before calling: "Brother Feng, what are you busy with?... Please excuse me.

Isn't it okay to drink...I'm only renting it for two days. Can you contact Brother Li and the others to help record the accompaniment...Next week, any day will do, it depends on your time schedule...Don't worry, I recorded the song last time

The money will be paid to you together this time. When have we Yanjing men ever been short of this little money..."

While driving, Zhou Ya kept an eye on Zhou Cheng next to her. She hadn't seen him for nearly two months and felt like he had changed.

This feeling is very strange. In the past, Zhou Cheng was always polite when communicating with others. Even when arranging things, he would discuss them through consultation. While he felt very polite, it also made people feel that he lacked confidence. No.

Thinking about how confident he is now, he is much more confident and cheerful than before.

"Finally done, my ears are burning." After Zhou Cheng hung up the phone, he threw the already hot mobile phone on the partition of the car. He had been making calls since before Zhou Ya arrived.

After making a total of seven calls, I finally contacted Cheng Feng, a senior fellow who also graduated from Nortel Literature Department, and helped Lin Shan get a notice from him.

Rubbing his ears, Zhou Cheng looked at Zhou Ya who was driving the vehicle and said, "Sister, long time no see, you are even more beautiful."

Zhou Ya glanced at him, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and revealed a smile: "You have such a sweet mouth, do you need me to help you with anything? Tell me, how much does it cost?"

"Let's not just talk about money when we meet. Talking about money hurts feelings. Can't your brother be sincere for once?" The few phone calls just now made Zhou Cheng calm down when he first saw this world and Zhou Ya.

Zhou Ya now is obviously younger, more energetic and energetic than when Zhou Cheng was last seen.

In another world, when his father was just being censored, Zhou Cheng, who entered CCTV through his father's relationship, was also a subject of censorship. Repeated questioning by the disciplinary department made Zhou Cheng, who had always been protected by his parents, about to collapse, fearing that because of one of his sentences

The words left my father in ruins.

On the other hand, Zhou Ya performed very well. Because of her father's affairs, she suffered a big blow both emotionally and professionally, but she never gave up. After Zhou Ya left Guohua Law Firm, she set up her own business

A firm not only re-established his own career, but also urged Zhou Cheng step by step, giving him the courage to leave his comfort zone, start over, and find the direction of his struggle step by step.

"It seems that you are in good condition. I was worried that the last blow made you unable to recover." Zhou Ya stopped the car at the red light and turned to look at the co-pilot suspiciously.

Although his thoughts were interrupted by Zhou Ya's words, Zhou Cheng still said arrogantly: "Dickens once said: Those who cannot defeat you will inevitably make you stronger."

"This is what Alfred Adler said, you scumbag." Zhou Ya glanced at Zhou Cheng with disdain. Her younger brother's habit of using famous quotes indiscriminately has not changed.

"Tch, whoever said it is different, as long as the meaning is correct." Zhou Cheng stretched out his hand to adjust his seat to make his posture more comfortable: "Maybe I will become a celebrity in the future, and what I say will also become famous quotes."

"You should support yourself first." When the green light came on, Zhou Ya put into gear and started, asking Zhou Cheng: "I just heard you say on the phone that you owe someone money? How much do you owe? Can I give it to you first?"

"No, it's just a few thousand yuan. After signing the contract the day after tomorrow, you can get some money to pay off the debt." Zhou Cheng waved his hand and began to change the subject: "Why did you buy a sedan Focus? This car

The space in the back is too small. If I fold the seats down like this, no one can sit in the back."

"At least I have a car, where's yours?" It seemed that this was not the first time the two of them had discussed this issue. Zhou Ya, who had already had a countermeasure, directly dealt a heavy blow to Zhou Cheng.

"Tch, I don't like models priced at 100,000 yuan. My first car must be a Daqie. Only it can match the temperament of our Yanjing men. It will definitely not be this simple version of Focus.

Moreover, in order to cater to the preferences of the Chinese people, it was deliberately made into a sedan version."

"Daqie, I thought it was a Wrangler." Zhou Ya continued to attack Zhou Cheng's lofty ambitions: "Comrade Daqie, since you don't like my little old car, why did you think of calling me to pick it up?

And you?"

"Oh, don't ask anymore. If you talk too much, you will cry."

Hearing Zhou Cheng's words, Zhou Ya burst into laughter and said with a smile: "Oh, let me tell you and listen to it, it will make me happy too..."

"I was originally going to take the subway, but you don't know how many people there were on Line 5. I was squeezed out of the subway twice in a row, and my phone and bag almost fell into the tracks."

"Didn't you always take a taxi when you went out? You don't even have the money to take a taxi now, right?" Zhou Ya looked at Zhou Cheng and asked worriedly.

"No way, I still have this small amount of money." Zhou Cheng explained hurriedly: "The main reason is that it is too difficult to get a taxi here. The bad guys didn't dare to turn this way. Finally, I finally stopped a car and stopped it.

The promotion of style was left to two young girls from out of town."

"You must give your car to someone because you think they are beautiful."

Hearing Zhou Ya's ridicule, Zhou Cheng tried his best to defend himself: "I did this to contribute to the construction of spiritual civilization in Yanjing City."

"Haha, I didn't expect your consciousness to be so high." Zhou Ya continued to sarcastically say: "Lao Zhou should not have arranged for you to go to the TV station. He should have asked you to go to the municipal committee to do propaganda work with him. With your consciousness, you are definitely doing propaganda.

A good hand."

"The official career is not suitable for me, so let me float freely in this wave of reform and opening up."