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With just one shot, Cheng Shuo has already established his leadership position in the crew.

Yang Mi definitely had no objections. She originally felt that coordinating this matter was very tiring.

Now that she has an extra hard job, she is eager to get rid of all these things.

As for the original director Jian Chuanhe, didn't you see him standing happily behind Cheng Shuo with a satisfied expression on his face?

And ever since the crew was assembled, the staff has never been as relaxed as it is now.

The mood of the leader has always affected the team's collaboration. Yang Mi's previous performance struggles also affected the crew's filming progress.

Now that it was in Cheng Shuo's hands, everyone's enthusiasm for work broke out again.

Cheng Shuo received unanimous praise from the crew.

"It has to be Director Cheng. Since he came, we haven't had to work overtime once."

"Director Jian is also very good. There were no problems during the shooting. The main reason was that Yang Mi did not perform well."

"You're right. Yang Mi is really the biggest bastard in the entertainment industry. Now he's back to his former glory."

"I wish I could have directed the filming from the beginning. It would have saved a lot of trouble."

"What's the use of holding a mirror? Unless Yang Mi's problem is solved, it won't work no matter who you invite."

"Speaking of it, the director's manual for actresses is really useful."

"Indeed, I have become his disciple. Who knew that this manual would be useful to Yang Mi? Yang Mi...ahem!"

Yang Mi passed by these gossiping staff members and was startled by the white hair and sweat all over their bodies.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been hit by Yang Mi.

He quickly stopped talking, and everyone no longer dared to look at Yang Mi who was passing by. They lowered their heads tacitly and started working silently.

Of course Yang Mi heard the conversation between them.

But she didn't have an attack on the spot, she just gritted her teeth silently, secretly marked these gossips, and waited for the future to settle the accounts.

Of course, this breath cannot be swallowed like this and transferred seamlessly to Cheng Shuo's head.

Holding the work summary sent by her assistant in her hand, she said with a smile, "You don't need to touch me anymore, I will leave it to Cheng Shuo from now on."

"ah?"

Seeing a hint of dissatisfaction on Yang Mi's face, the assistant obviously didn't know whether Yang Mi's words were angry or true, and he was at a loss for a moment.

"Didn't hear clearly? Leave it to Cheng Shuo."

"I heard it. I heard it."

Seeing the assistant running away, Yang Mi smiled angrily and muttered: "I'll let you show your ability, and I'll let you show off enough."

...

Cheng Shuo didn't expect that he was just a member of the group, and how he became the number one person. It seemed that it was the result of the whole group nodding in unison.

Having said that, Yang Mi would not be at ease if this thing was placed in his hands.

This girl's overall planning ability and career ambition are obviously not directly proportional, otherwise she would not have mixed it up as hard as she did in her previous life, leaving no reputation at all.

"Xiu Chun Dao 2" and "Assassination of Novelists", if she can stand out in one, she won't be unable to stand up in all.

Looking through the mountains of documents, Cheng Shuo couldn't help but frown.

The industrial structure of Yang Mi's company is still not very healthy. Cheng Shuo's studio is nominally one-spoken, but although it is small, it has all the internal organs.

Just like the current meal standard, Liu Yingjian can take charge of it without having to nod.

After thinking about it for a long time, I guess Yang Mi still has no sense of security.

Everything related to money had to be approved by her, and she suffered a lot of money losses.

But since she was able to transfer these documents to herself, her emotions at the time are worth pondering.

A smile suddenly appeared on Cheng Shuo's face, but the door banged.

Cheng Shuo glanced at the wall clock. It was already two o'clock in the morning. The crew finished work early today and had finished filming at ten o'clock. The supper session had already passed.

Tomorrow is a big scene, and it is expected that we will be busy all day long. Under the pressure of such shooting, the crew should take a break and adjust themselves.

It's already this time, who will knock on his door?

With doubts, Cheng Shuo stood up and opened the door.

He bumped in head-on, but it was Di Lieba's confused figure.

She was wearing a hoodie, and the hood had been raised high, covering her head.

So much so that she ran into the room in panic, her sight was blocked, and she bumped into Cheng Shuo.

She quickly stepped aside, allowing Cheng Shuo to close the door. Then she took off her hat and apologized a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently rubbed Cheng Shuo's chest where she was hit.

"What's wrong with you?" Cheng Shuo took half a step back, indicating that he was fine.

"Oh." Dilraba thought that Cheng Shuo was curious about why she was dressed like a night gown, so she explained: "I was on guard against being caught on camera, for fear that I would bring you dirty information."

Cheng Shuo rolled his eyes helplessly. This girl was too new to the industry and didn't know what those paparazzi were capable of.

Those paparazzi don't even care who comes through the door, as long as they add a picture, they can start improvising.

However, Cheng Shuo did not issue an eviction order. Jin Du came in, "What's the matter? It's so late?"

Dilraba stared, "This is what I read in books. If you want to learn something, you have to knock on the door in the middle of the night, and then the teacher will teach you."

"What book are you reading?"

Dilraba shrank her head and said, "Journey to the West."

Cheng Shuo couldn't help laughing and said: "Then you are Sun Wukong?"

Dilraba shook her head, "I am an actor. No, no, I want to be an actor."

Cheng Shuo raised his eyebrows, wondering what the connection between her kicking in the sky and on the ground was, "If you want to be an actor, you should practice hard."

"Then can you teach me? Sister Mi has never found a teacher for me. She said acting skills are not important."

Maybe because she felt that it was not good to speak ill of her boss behind her back, Dilraba's face turned red and she changed the subject stiffly, "My sister's behavior before... was not particularly good."

The way she looked was really funny.

I frowned and thought for a long time before I found a slightly less sharp adjective.

It was as if Yang Mi was standing behind her, and as long as she said a bad word about Yang Mi, he would jump out and slap her on the hand.

"But after she asked you for advice, she suddenly..."

"Are you enlightened?"

Dilraba nodded, "I can't say this word."

Cheng Shuo couldn't laugh or cry: "She's not here, why are you so secretive?"

A trace of confusion appeared on Dilraba's face, "Can you teach me? Become a teacher?"

"I don't have the ability to teach others, so you'd better hire someone else..."

Before Cheng Shuo finished speaking, Dilraba took another step forward and blocked the second half of his sentence, "Don't be so modest. You can teach someone like Sister Mi well. I'm not saying that Sister Mi is very good."

It’s bad, but I’m not that bad, I learn quickly.”

"Forehead..."

"Master!" Dilraba saw Cheng Shuo showing a trace of hesitation and immediately climbed along the pole.

Cheng Shuo really had no intention of accepting a disciple. He tried his best to tactfully say: "I don't know how to teach people in a systematic way, and my path is not the right path. Even if I want to teach you, it will be difficult for you to learn."

What he said was very correct.

But when I heard Di Lieba, my ears seemed to have a different taste.

Cheng Shuo looked at Dilraba's face in surprise, first nodded heavily, and then looked at him with a sullen face.

"I know, if you want to learn..."