He Just Acted As A Dead Man, How Did He Become A Best Actor?

"No reason, sister, I just don't accept it!"

Hua Cailan admired Lin Beifan's current makeup, as if she was looking at a satisfactory work, and said with a smile: "Sister, I have passed the age of chasing money, and I prefer to focus on my artistic pursuit! Sometimes I encounter A suitable partner is more gratifying than winning the lottery!"

"Your skin and facial features are very good, every angle is perfect, very suitable for sculpting! I am very satisfied with the previous sword demon role! Today's Tianji old man role also satisfies me!"

"So I am very happy, Sister Hua, I don't charge money!"

"Remember to find me if you have such a job in the future, as long as I am free, I will definitely help you put on a beautiful makeup!"

"Thank you, Sister Hua! But..."

Lin Beifan became embarrassed: "If you don't take money, I won't have the nerve to look for you in the future!"

"Don't be shy! When you become popular, Sister Hua and I will also become famous, and many people will take care of my business!" Hua Cailan said triumphantly.

"I'm just a nobody, how can I be popular?" Lin Beifan shook his head.

Hua Cailan said meaningfully: "Some people won't be popular no matter how popular they are, but some people can't be suppressed no matter how hard they are! Don't belittle yourself, you have all the qualities to become a star, and you will become popular sooner or later!"

"That's it, I'm going back to the crew first! If you have work to do in the future, remember to find me!"

Sister Hua waved goodbye gracefully.

Looking at the figure of the other party leaving, Lin Beifan felt a little complicated in his heart.

I have always heard that there are intrigues and intrigues in the entertainment circle, and no one is trustworthy.

However, ever since he stepped into the entertainment industry, all he met were good people.

For example, Bai Yuluo who played for him.

The director Guan who worked with him to change dramas without sleeping and eating.

And Miss Hua in front of me.

Although they have different identities, everyone has shown kindness to Lin Beifan.

"No matter where, there are many good people!"

At this moment, an excited cry came from a distance.

"What, you want to divest?"

That was Gao Dao's voice.

He was very excited and said to the phone: "I can't withdraw, now the money is almost spent, and the filming is almost finished. If you withdraw the capital, you will send us into the bottomless abyss! Please... ..."

And just then, the phone hung up.

Gao Dao dialed back, but no one connected on the other side.

Called a few more times, still no one connected.

Gao Dao was so angry that he shattered his phone, crouched down with his head in his arms, and cried, "It's over, it's over, it's over!"

The screenwriter Liu Shui standing next to him sighed, and he looked much more decadent.

The others were silent, and the breath of despair was spreading.

Lin Beifan walked over, looked at the desperate duo, and asked cautiously, "Investors... Withdraw?"

Director Gao was still crying, and the screenwriter nodded expressionlessly.

"But the filming of the movie is almost over, why is the investment withdrawn?"

"Because the filming didn't suit the other party's appetite! He thinks it's a bad drama, and if it's filmed stingily, it will lose money when it's released! But he didn't blame us for making it like this?"

Screenwriter Liu Shui scolded: "I promised 5 million at the beginning, but then I reduced it all the way to 3 million! But the filming was almost over, and only 2 million was received! Tell me, what can 2 million make?"

Lin Beifan shook his head: "Can't shoot anything!"

"Yeah, 2 million won't be able to shoot anything at all! But we put up with all this, after all, it's for our dreams! The other party gave us money to make our dreams come true. We should be grateful!"

"But now, we finally finished filming the show, and he withdrew his capital and quit!"

"Without money, there is no way to carry on the work in the future!"

"This time... pushed us into the abyss!"

As he said that, the screenwriter also broke down and burst into tears.

Those who hear it are sad, and those who see it cry.

At this time, Director Gao stopped crying, stood up expressionlessly, and walked outside.

The screenwriter had a bad feeling in his heart: "Old Gao, where are you going?"

"I'm going to sell the house!" Gao Dao looked indifferent.

The screenwriter was shocked, and hurriedly grabbed the other party: "Old Gao, the house can't be sold! You only have this house, and it was left to you by your grandfather. If you sell it, you will have nowhere to live!"

"But if you don't sell the house, you will have no money! If you have no money, how can you make a drama? If you don't make a drama, what about our dream? Don't you want it?" Director Gao roared.

"Of course I have a dream, but I can't sell the house!" The screenwriter hugged Director Gao's waist, not allowing him to leave.

Director Gao struggled: "Don't stop me! Today, I must sell the house! Even if Jesus comes, I can't keep it, I said it!"

"Old Gao, don't get excited, let's think of a way..."

"What else can we do now?"

...

Lin Beifan looked at the two quarreling, thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you let me take over the investment?"

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