Gossip King

"You said." Gao Leng asked quickly with his spirit.

"I'm an old party member. The national gift film invites me to be the director of art. Of course, I have to continue. Me, I have acted a lot. If I go to grab the role with those children, forget it, give me a chance. They. But since you said that the art director needs me to come forward, then I have to come forward. I have to work for the country, right?"

Sister Cai was naturally very happy. For such a big film alone, she was invited to be the art director. This is the "heavy" of high respect. At the age when she should retire, she feels pretty good to be the artistic director of a tribute film.

If Gao Leng didn't take out this position alone, he wouldn't think anything. But to say this alone, Beier has face.

Sister Cai has been alive to this day, and she has a face. What Gao Leng said is that this is the film that the chief has named, just such a film, just such an art director. Gao Leng smiled slightly, and Murong Yuyan on the side looked at Gao Leng with more admiration.

"I took this job, but I don't need any money, nor a penny." Said Sister Cai.

Also, since everyone is stunned, no one is an actor. Do you want money as an art director? That is too shameless.

"Look, this is the style of the older generation, high-end! Sister Cai, that really worked hard for you, don't you know, these big bowls are thorny nowadays, a dozen people compete for seven and eight roles , I’m on the bar. How can I look like your generation? It’s really not as good as every one!” Gao Leng quickly pointed out the most difficult problem right now.

"Yes, one session is not as good as one session." Sister Cai couldn't agree more with this view. She waved her hand indifferently: "I'll settle the issue of robbing the corner. They dare to agree to change the corner face to face. Stabbing Louzi secretly, I want them to look good."

Sister Cai is the most suitable.

In the empire's showbiz circle, she pays attention to a seniority, whether it is seniority or personal connections, Cai Jie is first-rate. She has a determined role, and the big names underneath, even the first line, will give her face.

This is the same as Zhang Dao taking the initiative to come to the door. And Sister Cai has a lot more face than Director Zhang. Sister Cai is notoriously powerful.

Legend has it that backstage at the Spring Festival Gala once, a first-line male star was unsuccessful and asked her to give her a big mouth, but she didn't dare to put a fart.

It is precisely because of Cai Jie's temper that Gao Leng made a special trip and gave her this post. Gao Leng was right. There was Cai sister in this position, and no one else was right.

...

"Wow, you really got it done. It's so easy!" It's been an hour since I got out of Cai Jie. It took some time for Gao Leng to report the current situation to Cai Jie. When he got back to the car, the weather was already It's very cold, Murong Yuyan sat in the co-pilot and said in surprise, looking at Gao Leng with admiration: "I thought you must have come to ask Cai Sister to solve the problem of those artists fighting for the role. I didn't expect you to be. Take out this post directly and raise this post to this height!"

The vehicle was started in a high cold and did not answer the call.

"Yes, your approach is correct. If you ask Sister Cai to come out and fix those corner-grabbing issues, it seems a bit LOW, Sister Cai will definitely not take action. She doesn't bother to take care of this kind of thing, but if it's the art director, then It's different. At that time, in the movie, the art director will be connected behind the director, tusk..." Murong Yuyan, who realized afterwards, began to talk endlessly, her eyes lighted a little.

"By the way, in the future, if you encounter craps when filming in the future, it is enough to take out the banner of Cai Jie. Don't offend anyone who is known as the hottest Cai Jie! Besides, this generation will go to that one. Sit, whoever has a moth is blind!"

Murong Yuyan shook her head and tail as if she had won a battle.

"Then what, bet you lose." Gao Leng couldn't help reminding her seeing her so happy.

"Bet... bet..." Murong Yuyan only reacted, and her face flushed as soon as she reacted.

"That's right, if you lose, you have to put on your appearance when you played the Little Dragon Girl, and fly out of the tomb with that appearance, and stay with me for a day." Gao Leng saw her shy and said solemnly: "The gentleman has faith in his words, and he is willing to bet."

The car quieted down.

Murong Yuyan blushed, lowered his head and played with his fingers not answering.

Still want to avenge Su Su? Su Su's kind of high IQ and high EQ, it takes a lot of money to win against her. It is easy to win Murong Yuyan. She is cold and does not speak. The little girl is shy, so she slows down.

"Why do you wear that? It's weird..." Murong Yuyan muttered.

"Because you are the most beautiful like that." Gao Leng said frankly.

His face turned red.

"I said, Tangtang Murong Yuyan wouldn't be breaking his promise, right? That would be too disappointing." Gao Leng said deliberately.

"No, then..." Murong Yuyan bit her lip, stretched out her hand and swiped her hair behind her, a scent of fragrance drifted over, and the high-cold afterglow glanced at her, really wishing to stop the car forever Look at her.

The makeup was so faint that it was almost negligible, the list was ignorant and shy on her face, the look in the tomb was really tailored for her. But the figure is invisible in ancient costumes. Now Murong Yuyan wears a tight sweater to outline a beautiful figure, and her snow-white skin does not seem to be touched. She is afraid of touching it.

"Well, I still have that ancient costume at home." Murong Yuyan's ears were red, and she turned her head and looked out the window.

Gao Leng smiled contentedly, and said: "This is my dream. I saw you on the screen before, and I thought, if the little dragon girl is mine, it will be fine."

This was a bit ambiguous, Yu Yan lowered her head, even her lips were a bit redder than usual.

Gao Leng didn't go any further, but just clicked to the end, and went further, it was too late.

"Yeah, oh, there is a traffic jam." The car drove to the outer ring road and stopped. Gao Leng rolled down the window and looked at it. It was so blocked that it was blocked: "It is estimated that there was a car accident.

Murong Yuyan checked the time, and it was already past nine in the evening.

"Go over there and try." Gao Leng turned the front of the car, plugged in from a branch road nearby, and stopped after driving for ten minutes: "Oops, it's blocked here too."

Traffic jams in the imperial capital are very annoying and common.

When foreign officials came to block the roads, they would be blocked; traffic accidents would be blocked; and the exhibitions would be blocked. It is common for some people to spend seven or eight hours on the elevated.

"What can I do?" Murong Yuyan and Gao Leng walked out of the car. Yuyan wore sunglasses and masks for fear that other people who got out of the car to check would recognize them. They followed Gao Leng and looked at the block. The car beyond the side was in trouble.

"It’s a bit cold, don’t be afraid. They shouldn’t recognize you. It’s midnight, but I don’t know that it’s going to be blocked until the year of the monkey. Or you can flatten the co-pilot in the car and sleep for a while, anyway, I’ll drive. "Gao Leng said.

A traffic jam trapped Murong Yuyan and Gao Leng.