Entertainment: This role is not so bad, you close the performance

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Chen Ping, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling, and tapped the soft mattress with his fingers.

Listening to the tossing and turning of the water bridge next door, it was difficult to fall asleep.

Just by listening to the sound, you can simulate the movement of the water bridge in your mind.

Tossing and turning on the sofa bed, getting up, putting on slippers, throwing off the slippers again, getting back under the covers, and continuing to turn and turn…

This action has been repeated several times.

Finally, Chen Ping heard the sound of slippers rubbing against the floor.

Although Shuiqiao has tried his best to control the sound of his walking, but in this quiet place at night, no sound can be heard clearly.

Even Chen Ping could picture in his mind the movement of Shuiqiao crept up and down, with his toes curled up.

The voice came from far to near, until it reached Chen Ping’s bedside.

Under the moonlight, a figure quietly bent down and leaned out.

Want to see this makes her heartI thought about it, thinking about the appearance of the man when he was sleeping soundly.

I bowed my head.

The two looked at each other.

I saw that the man’s face was full of teasing.

Hey… ah…

Shuiqiao groaned, like a frightened little wild cat, shrinking its head, looking left and right.

Although the expression on his face was similar, Shuiqiao didn’t jump to the side like a little wild cat, and then fled with both hands and feet.

Instead, he fell headfirst into the trap.

Lifting off the corner of the quilt, he got in all at once.

Sitting on all fours on Chen Ping’s body.

Poking out a small head, she said cutely and arrogantly.

“Lord Chen Ping is a bad man!”

Why is there no excuse if you want to add a crime?

I didn’t say a word or take a single action during the whole process.

In the end it was mine, wasn’t it?

Obviously you have planned it for a long time.

The smile on Chen Ping’s face did not diminish.

Shuiqiao was even more ashamed.

“Chen Ping~ Jiang…”

No matter how ignorant I am, Chen Ping, I can’t keep flattering now and then!

I’ll do the rest!

Shuiqiao’s arms drooped on Chen Ping’s shoulders.

Clutching the wrist with one hand, the cross overlapped.

“Chen Ping~ Jiang…”

“Compared to this title, I prefer you to call me Oni-chan!”

Chen Ping’s wolf ambition was fully exposed at this moment.

“Meiyi, you can speak neon language now, I should be able to understand it!”

“Daba!”

Chapter 187 Xuanshi Yonezu

the next day.

Dongbao Co., Ltd.

Chen Ping told Director Miike that Xiashuiqiao couldn’t make it because of a cold.

Director Sanchi looked at Chen Ping with a look of embarrassment, he hesitated to speak, but finally gave up, and then called an interpreter over.

Today’s main job is to take advantage of Chen Ping’s presence in Neon to promote the movie “Hot-Blooded High School”.

Now “Hot Blood High School” will be released in three days, and the pre-sale box office is still very good, with a total of 50 million neon coins.

This pre-sale box office is naturally incomparable with the Longguo film market, but compared horizontally, it is considered a good result in Neon’s homeland.

But Dongbao and Miike’s ambitions obviously don’t stop there.

In the conference room, the main creative team of “Hot Blooded High School” was basically present.

When Sanchi led Chen Ping into the conference room.

The air in the entire conference room was stagnant.

“Yo, everyone is here!”

Chen Ping warmly greeted everyone.

Everyone present stood up, bowed respectfully, and said loudly, “Welcome Chen Pingsang!”

“It seems that everyone misses me very much! To tell you the truth, I also miss the passionate years with you! It has been decided, if there is a second part of “Hot Blood High School”, we will fight side by side again! One Nothing less…”

Hearing the translator’s simultaneous translation, everyone looked mournful.

Chen Ping saw it, and wept with joy.

He laughed and said: “Sanchi Sanchi. I didn’t expect everyone to be so touched. I, Chen Ping, really have nothing to repay you. I can only repay you with a serious work attitude. In the second part, I will definitely strive for excellence and dedicate a perfect fight to everyone. feast.”

Now, let alone the people present. Even Miike couldn’t stand it anymore.

Chen Pingsang, if you keep improving, there will not be enough beds in the Nehong Hospital.

The biggest expense of “Hot Blood High School” is the medical expenses of the extras.

I don’t even have the nerve to mention this to you!

Sanchi hurriedly stopped Chen Ping’s growing desire to express, and pulled Chen Ping to introduce him to a new face in the meeting room.

“Chen Pingsang, this is Master Yonezu. He produced the theme song and episodes of the movie “Hot Blood High School”. He is a very talented musician!”

From Miike’s high-spirited introduction, it can be seen that he really admires this man named Yonezu Senshi.

Chen Ping looked at Xianshi Yonezu, and his first impression was that he was tall, about 1.9 meters, but his body was quite thin.

“Hello! Yonezu-san!”

Chen Ping stretched out his hand, and the latter got up in a hurry, and then he was stunned for a few seconds, then reached out his hand and shook it with Chen Ping, and it was instant.

Stumbled and said: “You, good! Chen Ping, Sang!”

Judging by Mizu’s reaction, he should be quite shy.

The long bangs covered both eyes, all the way to the nose. It also confirmed Chen Ping’s conjecture from the side.

But Chen Ping didn’t look down on Yonezu because of this. On the contrary, he had a good first impression of him, and even looked forward to the song he created for “Hot-Blooded High School”.

In Chen Ping’s perception, the personalities of geniuses are often very different from those of ordinary people, because they have not been understood by ordinary people since they were young, and it is difficult for them to have a common language with the people around them.

So their personalities are either supercilious or withdrawn.

Putting too much energy on maintaining interpersonal relationships will exhaust them physically and mentally, because they have to lower their IQs in order to stay on the same level as those around them.

As time goes by, it disappears from everyone.

Next, the finished film of “Hot-Blooded High School” began to be played in the conference room.

When the song “into the battlefield” sounded.

Paired with a picture of her own hands holding up her long hair and braiding it.

Chen Ping immediately had goose bumps all over his body.

If this BGM was played on the set of “Hot-Blooded High School”, Chen Ping would be able to shout at Miike.

“Give me another 100 f*cking extras!”

The blood is burning into magma!

Chen Ping took out his cigarette directly, and flicked the bottom of the cigarette case with his left thumb. A cigarette jumped out.

Take it with your mouth.

At the same time, the right hand has turned the match upside down, rolled and slid, and the flame rose into the air.

After lighting the cigarette, the match burned out at the same time.

The whole set of movements can be described as smooth and flowing, and none of the movements is superfluous. Even shaking before casting a spell can be called a pretentious art.

Chen Ping’s action of lighting a cigarette shocked the entire meeting room.

From the eyes of the big guys, this movie viewing is a very serious matter. Everyone dare not breathe heavily. How come you, Chen Ping, even have a cigarette lit?

The translator next to Chen Ping hesitated to speak, and couldn’t help looking at Director Miike.

Director Miike pouted at him towards the door.

Seeing this, the interpreter patted Chen Ping on the shoulder and said, “Mr. Chen, please smoke outside the door!”

Before Chen Ping could respond, Miike slapped the conference table angrily.

Furious, he said, “I’m telling you to go outside and give Chen Pingsang an ashtray! Didn’t Chen Pingsang flick the ashtray?”

what! It turned out that he was telling himself to go out, not to remind Chen Ping to go out.

Director Miike, at least say something, you pouted outside the door! Who knows what you mean!

The translator was also about to cry, so he came back with an ashtray from outside the door, and poured some water along the way.

He didn’t dare to put it in front of Chen Ping, so he held the ashtray with both hands, and moved his ashtray wherever Chen Ping put his cigarettes.

Chen Ping gave Sanchi a look of approval, Sanchi-san, you are very good at being a man!