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At the autograph signing site, two long queues stretched outward.

Cheng Shuo glanced at the situation on Hu Ge's side and frowned immediately.

Smiling, he handed the signed CD to the little girl in front of him and glanced at the end of the long queue.

Although his speech just now attracted a lot of fans, most of the people at the scene were still here for Hu Ge.

Judging from the number of people queuing up, Hu Ge’s side had more than twice as many people as me.

People nowadays are not too superficial, and they are not people who switch sides just because of their appearance, otherwise Cheng Shuo would not be so miserable compared to Hu Ge.

When he turned around, he saw that Liu Shishi was still dancing silly.

This girl is also sincere and knows that she has no talent, so she dances like this dryly. If she hadn't been stopped, she would probably be able to dance tomorrow morning.

Cheng Shuo remembers that her physical strength is not so good?

"Stop jumping."

Listening to Cheng Shuo's greeting, Liu Shishi stopped immediately, held up her skirt and came to Cheng Shuo, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Cheng Shuo nudged his chin in Hu Ge's direction, "There are too many people over there. I'm jealous. Please sign autographs with me and recruit more people."

Liu Shishi nodded frequently, "Yeah, I'm exhausted."

Cheng Shuo picked up his coat on the back of the chair and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He lowered his body and squeezed towards Cheng Shuo, "Make room for me, my legs are sore."

"Why don't you get another stool?"

Cheng Shuo said this, but he still gave way to her honestly.

When she sat down, another wave of heat surged around her.

"You're quite cool."

The space was relatively small, Liu Shishi's arms collided with Cheng Shuo's, and his smiling eyes narrowed into thin slits.

Cheng Shuo moved out again and said with a straight face: "The influence is not good."

"cut."

Seeing that she was sitting firmly, Cheng Shuo raised his neck and shouted, "Everyone, come this way, Liu Shishi signed the limited edition."

The heads of the people were shaking, and everyone was looking this way.

They still preferred to watch the excitement, and when they saw the two of them sticking together, they immediately lined up in front of them.

The crowd roared by, rubbing shoulders with each other. The queue in front of Cheng Shuo was already longer than the queue on Hu Ge's side.

Watching Cheng Shuo's interaction, Hu Ge shook his head and smiled, but didn't say much.

Compared to dancing, Liu Shishi is obviously more comfortable signing autographs.

Not only can you write more smoothly, but you can also easily draw little things like smiling faces to win the favor of everyone.

It wasn't until the sun went down that the autograph session gradually came to an end.

Cheng Shuo rubbed his sore palms and asked Hu Ge who was standing aside: "Are you okay?"

"fine."

Hu Ge smiled and waved his arms, indicating that nothing was wrong with him.

"You're such a scumbag, you're quite warm."

Others thought that Cheng Shuo wanted to be in the limelight, but he knew that Cheng Shuo was worried that his arm had not healed properly from the fall.

"baffling."

Cheng Shuo picked up the garbage on the ground and threw it into the trash can not far away.

"Go back early, we have to go to Qiantang tomorrow."

Liu Shishi's stamina was still not very good. After dancing for several hours, he was exhausted. In the afternoon, he stopped and helped Cheng Shuo to deliver the album.

At this time, I felt even more hungry and tired. When I heard that I needed to rest, I pushed myself up and returned to the car.

...

"Qiantang, Yanjing, Magic City..."

Hu Ge looked at the stacks of promotional plans in his hand and felt a headache.

Several people have not had any water since noon, and now sitting in the car, they feel a little nauseous.

Liu Shishi in the back row had already fallen asleep, when a soft cry arose.

She had her arms propped up under her head, and her posture was a bit awkward.

Crossing her legs, Cheng Shuo leaned against the window and looked at the scenery outside the car.

He had some astigmatism, and the lights outside the window formed a cross edge in his sight, forming a sea of ​​color.

"Young is good."

Hu Ge looked at Cheng Shuo's still stagnant face and couldn't help but sigh.

There is actually not much difference in age between the two, and it is not because of their physical strength, but because he is too familiar with these processes, and is a little disgusted by the familiarity.

If you resist in your heart, you will naturally not enjoy it.

Hu Ge looks carefree, but sometimes he feels confused, especially at this age, when the big screen is almost blank.

There is no actor who graduates from an acting school who does not yearn for the big screen. After all, this is what they studied in the first place.

With a carefree smile, Hu Ge stretched out his hand out of the window, feeling the wind flowing in his palms, and said solemnly: "I now know that so many people are so deeply touched by your "The Ordinary Road"."

Hearing the sigh in his tone, Cheng Shuo laughed and said, "It's still a little early now. I have two sentences that I haven't said yet."

"You say it and I listen."

"The first sentence is, opportunities are not something you wait for, but are created by yourself. Since film resources are not available, then become a creator."

Hu Ge's eyes narrowed: "You want to make a movie? Can you write a script? Can you take the camera?"

"Understand a little bit."

Cheng Shuo narrowed his eyes and frowned. The neon lights outside the car suddenly became clearer. "I'm so sensitive to colors. Wouldn't it be a derogation of my talents not to make movies?"

Hu Ge curled his lips, but he really didn't take Cheng Shuo's bold words to heart.

He has talent in acting and writing songs. He has no doubts about this. "Being a director is a very different job. It's not like sitting in front of a monitor and yelling. So many TV drama directors can't make movies. Is it because they don't want to?"

Cheng Shuo clicked his tongue twice, these people still lived too transparently.

Mainly because I can't tolerate sand in my eyes.

Later, so many directors simply sat behind the monitor and yelled, looking for two good photographers to take control, and any cat or dog could make a movie.

Then again, it’s true that he doesn’t know how to direct, but doesn’t he know how to find someone to help him direct?

"Besides, do you have money?"

Hu Ge knew Cheng Shuo's details very well. The money offered by "Sword and Sword III" was not much higher than that of other big matches. After that, he signed a contract with the company and tried all the works produced by Sugar Man. Now he can produce three melons in his hands.

Two dates?

I also make movies, but making pictures is too awkward.

Later, there was a low-cost box office miracle that was mentioned many times, called "Buried Alive". One character performed the entire film in a coffin, and the most expensive prop was a mobile phone.

This film also costs three million dollars, and Ling Chi couldn't even afford three million dollars if he pulled Cheng Shuo out.

"By the way, there was a woman who posted before, saying that she signed you up for two million, and you can work with her to get a start-up capital."

"snort."

Cheng Shuo rolled his eyes. What he said here were all good things, while Hu Ge's words were all cold water.

"I'll invite you when the filming starts."

"Besides." Hu Ge shook his head helplessly, feeling that Cheng Shuo was still walking too smoothly and should fall down before he would be honest. "What's your second sentence?"

Cheng Shuo also stretched his hand out of the window, "The second sentence is, I heard that when you stick your hand out of the window while driving, you can feel the size of the wind brought by the speed of the car."

"What size? Oh, I get it, you bad guy."

Hu Ge said something insulting, and the shape of his hands unconsciously changed.