Stars of China Entertainment

Wu Yusen has a big head. As a director, what he can’t bear the most is someone bringing money into the group.

Recently, he has a bit of a bad temper. He often loses his temper with the staff and curses a bit unpleasantly. This is obviously an opportunity to express his anger.

But it has nothing to do with Cheng Shuo. He left after filming and stayed far away to eat quietly.

He was really eating melons. In order to reward the stuntman, Jing Tian bought a watermelon for the entire Dragon and Tiger martial arts team.

Then I felt that I was favoring one over the other, so I simply ordered a car. The cast and extras were not left behind, and the bowl of water was even.

She is not the only female Bodhisattva in the crew, Jiang Yiyan is also very attentive to other people, and the things he gives are quite valuable.

When I arrived at the set for the first time, I gave each of the actors and staff a piece of cake from a big brand.

Don't tell me, it's quite delicious.

But it’s a bit too much to talk about, so I have to watch people eat it and listen to the praises several times before it’s over.

Not only that, every time we see each other, I have to say a few words about the cake from before.

Cheng Shuo regretted a little. He shouldn't have eaten it in the first place. Two pieces of cake can make people talk about it for half a lifetime.

But this kind of thing cannot be avoided after all. The crew is a small society, and the most accustomed thing is to form cliques.

Mainland actors, except Wang Xueqi, often hug together in Mainland gangs to keep warm. Jing Tian and Jiang Yiyan become a couple and chat happily.

Originally Cheng Shuo didn't want to participate, but Jing Tian felt that Cheng Shuo was isolated and helpless, so he would drop by him whenever he needed help.

Cheng Shuo didn't talk to each other, so he felt at ease.

"Well, I am still a lonely person after all."

With a sigh, Cheng Shuo cut another piece of watermelon and swallowed it with the cake.

He felt a little uncomfortable today. Jiang Yiyan, a social butterfly, had attracted the big S Xu Xiyuan again.

The two of them were cumming, Cheng Shuo sighed secretly, and continued to eat.

Don't tell me, this cake tastes really good.

Three women performed a drama, and the originally peaceful lunch break was interrupted by the laughter of the three of them.

It was obvious that Big S wasn't very familiar with them, but Jiang Yiyan's social skills were quite strong, and she was drawn into this woman's den.

"Your name is Cheng Shuo, right?"

Hearing them chanting his name, Cheng Shuo raised his head and said, "Yes."

Big S smiled and said: "I have listened to your songs, and that song "Listen to My Nonsense" is very popular in Wanwan."

"Thanks."

Cheng Shuo did not correct the fact that "Listen to My Nonsense" is the title of the album and not the song. He had no intention of continuing.

Jiang Yiyan covered his mouth and said with a smile: "It's rare to see people with the surname Cheng. I was curious before, is there any other surname like this among hundreds of surnames?"

"Of course, Genghis Khan's surname is Cheng."

Cheng Shuo rolled his eyes. He had so much to say that he didn't know how to express it. After holding on for a long time, he still couldn't hold it in. "It's rare to see someone with an older surname."

Big S was stunned and explained: "My surname is Xu, and Big S is my stage name."

Her smile was a little stiff, obviously showing dissatisfaction. Although a catchy stage name is easier to promote, she has made a name for herself after debuting for so long. As colleagues in the acting industry, it is not impossible for them to not know her real name.

"Oh, then Genghis Khan's surname was Bo'er Ji Jin, and Genghis Khan was also his stage name."

Jiang Yiyan looked at Big S's embarrassed face, laughed, and said to the rescue: "You are so educated, I didn't expect that Genghis Khan still has a compound surname."

Of course Cheng Shuo could see this overtly complimentary and sarcastic attitude, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

He is afraid of getting infected.

His reaction was effective. After whispering to each other, they both patted their butts and left.

As he glanced at Cheng Shuo, he showed some dissatisfaction.

Seeing both sides armed with guns and sticks, Jing Tian couldn't help but take a bite of the watermelon, watching the excitement.

The two of them walked away, Jing Tian put down the watermelon rind, she poked Cheng Shuo, and whispered: "Can you still sing?"

"You can sing, why can't I?"

Jing Tian frowned and asked, "Why do you seem to be choking me when you speak? I didn't offend you."

Cheng Shuo sighed. He had no choice but to deal with people who asked serious questions instead of retorting. He wanted to chat to death with just one sentence, but he couldn't reach out to hit the smiling person, so he could only explain helplessly: "Because I'm going to take a nap."

"Sing a song and then go to sleep."

"I won't sing unless I give you money."

Jing Tian crossed his arms and said, "You won't have friends like this."

She gave Cheng Shuo so much teaching funds, but she still seemed to be ignoring her on weekdays. Did she unknowingly think that Cheng Shuo was the one who gave the money?

Forget about his usual behavior, now there is no need to discuss singing a song, and he added rather dissatisfiedly: "You really fell into the eyes of money."

Cheng Shuo wanted to invest, make movies, and seize the market, but he was really short of money, so he didn't refute Jing Tian's words.

He didn't respond, and Jing Tian thought she had touched his sore spot. She also knew that not many actors had a family background like hers, and many people being tied to an entertainment company was equivalent to signing a contract of prostitution.

I can't even make ends meet while filming, and it's not as easy as her.

So she immediately changed her tune and changed the topic to Shuo's way of speaking: "You won't have any friends if you speak so aggressively. Your poor communication skills may be due to a mental disorder."

Cheng Shuo does have some mental disorders, maybe a bit rebellious, but to put it bluntly, he is used to confronting others.

Jing Tian said he couldn't speak, and he immediately became dissatisfied, "Whenever someone says I can't speak, I will tell her two stories to prove that I am eloquent."

"Which two stories?"

""The Crying Man" and "Please Touch Your Legs"."

Jing Tian suddenly became interested, and her expression was exactly the same as Liu Shishi's. It was estimated that these actresses had no parents who told stories when they were young, so they were very curious about this part.

"Tell me about it."

Cheng Shuo cleared his throat, ""The Crying Man" tells the story of a man in ancient times who had a wife and two concubines. After he died, his wife and concubines cried in mourning. The concubine held the corpse's head and cried: My husband's head;

The second concubine hugged the husband’s feet and cried: My husband’s feet; they were one end and the other, and the wife could only hold them along the middle and cried: My husband’s feet.”

"Mr. Zhong?" Jing Tian reacted for two seconds, his face turned red, and he immediately understood that this story was a bit naughty.

He patted Cheng Shuo on the shoulder and said, "How bad are you."

Cheng Shuo smiled and shook his head, "That's not what you want to hear."

"What about "Brother, please touch your legs"?" Jing Tian put his head on his knees and suddenly asked Cheng Shuo with his big eyes flashing.

"you sure?"

"Ah, is there anything uncertain about this?"

Cheng Shuo nodded hesitantly, with a hint of difficulty.

But then, he reached out and touched Jing Tian's leg very neatly.

Jing Tian immediately froze on the spot, a little stupid, and even doubted whether the touch just now was an illusion.

After a long while, the redness on her face finally faded away.

Different from the reactions of Cheng Shuo's original targets, those people before either acted shy or fought back weakly.

Instead, Jing Tian straightened his legs generously, bit his lower lip, raised his eyebrows at Cheng Shuo and said:

"how do you feel?"

Cheng Shuo swallowed and looked at the white thighs, "It's bad."