The Almighty Little Chef

"The Eve of the Finals" is on the rise, the word of mouth is getting better and better, the popularity of online reviews is also increasing, and the ratings have repeatedly become the number one in the whole period.

At the beginning, I kept saying that "The Eve of the Finals" took the title of this year's giant orange stage in vain, but now it can only mean that your father will always be your father.

"Damn! What kind of nonsense are they talking about! What is "Dawn" not worthy of "The Eve"? What is a resource that an ordinary heroine doesn't know how to get?"

Roy flipped through the comments on the tablet, furious.

[Hehe, we blinded our Gao He, the whole team is playing soy sauce, only Gao He is working hard, but unfortunately so many idiot teammates can’t bring them along. 】

[Trash heroine, when you cry, there is no rain but thunder, so the director has also given it? What are the advantages of the director, (￣_,￣) disdain. 】

[It can only be said that Brother Hehe chose the wrong one this time. In fact, the script is still good, but the selection of the director and actors is not good. The crew is not very good. 】

The more he looked at Roy, the more angry he became. Originally, there were a lot of publicity plans before "Dawn", but since there were more and more negative reviews, they were all cancelled.

Even Young Master Meng's attitude towards her recently was not very good.

After all, no one's money comes from strong winds. Dashao Meng invested a lot of money in this drama, and this is the result? Not much anger.

"Don't be angry, Yiyi, I'll contact Qianwen immediately, take down the hot search first, and then let the water army control the review, and it will be all right soon." Roy's agent also looked at the big head, but he still concentrated his energy. Come to comfort Roy.

"Come on! Ah - why do you blame me! I didn't shoot it alone, and when will the new drama join the group?"

The agent's eyes were erratic. Looking at Roy's state, he didn't dare to stimulate her, "Yiyi, adjust your state first, we're not in a hurry about filming."

"No hurry! I'm going to film, I'm going to film a lot, tell them it's not my fault, it's the film's own problem." Roy wanted to prove himself as soon as possible.

"You go and contact the crew right now, and the several plays that were pushed before are also coming up, and arrange for me to join the crew as soon as possible." Roy remembered that it came out one after the other.

Some time ago, when "Dawn" was launched, because of the good marketing and publicity, it suddenly became popular, and many invitations came. Roy chose a few for a long time and left a few of his favorites, and pushed the rest.

"Yiyi, you should rest now. Your state is not suitable for work." The agent persuaded earnestly.

"Aren't you listening to me? Ah? Get out if you don't want to!" Roy was upset at first, but as a result, his manager who had been holding his own started to do it against him, and it seemed like a lit gun battle exploded.

Roy's agent took a deep breath, "Yi, I don't have a script at hand now, and I regretted the previous dramas. We didn't sign a contract at that time, and they called directly and said it was inappropriate."

During that time, Roy was busy making money, various advertisements, endorsements, and the contract of the script kept pushing back, and this happened.

"I regret it? I regret it before I do anything?" Roy didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Although she died because the "Dawn" thing didn't fully catch on, it was still a little splashy.

"What about those low-budget dramas?" Roy asked.

Now as long as you can film, Roy doesn't choose.