Whose Little Eyes Haven’t Seen the Actor Yet

When Xie Beiwang walked down the stairs, countless pairs of eyes quickly glued to the party.

This is not only because Xie Beiwang is the current leader of Rui Ci Entertainment, but also because he has an extremely handsome appearance.

His appearance, his conversation, his mind, his power, his status... In the vanity fair of the entertainment circle, Xie Beiwang is like a light ball exuding fatal temptation, attracting countless flies and moths to the fire.

Someone flocked up to congratulate the "Full House" for winning the precious Golden Lion Award; others recommended themselves, hoping to join forces with Ricci Entertainment to cooperate internationally; others were pretending to talk, in fact, they were just showing off their coquettishness, hoping to arouse this young man. President’s attention...

Xie Beiwang couldn't be more disturbed, but he couldn't make a black face in such important social occasions, so he could only endure his temper.

When he finally got rid of these people, Jiang Zicheng no longer had the shadow of the Indian director.

Kapil was involved in this banquet thanks to the relationship of friends. His time is precious. He must quickly get to know investors and extend his movie life. Before leaving, he left Jiang Zicheng with a business card. In fact, he didn't think Jiang Zicheng could really get him an investment. He just had the idea of ​​having multiple friends and multiple paths. How could he think that Jiang Zicheng was really interested in this documentary?

Jiang Zicheng looked down at the business card in his hand.

It was a hard brown cardboard with the director's name printed on the front, and the director's contact email and his personal homepage on the back. There was a smell of Indian spices on the name card, which was a bit irritating, but not unpleasant.

Jiang Zicheng was about to put the business card away, suddenly a big hand stretched out from behind and snatched the business card straight away.

—"If I were you, I would throw this liar's business card in the trash can."

A male voice full of magnetism sounded behind him, and Jiang Zicheng turned around abruptly, but almost ran into a dark gray striped suit.

"Mr. Xie?" Jiang Zicheng stepped back and pulled a safe distance from the man. He stared at the little piece of paper and said, "Kapil is an admirable documentary director, not a liar."

Xie Beiwang looked down and said coldly: "Do you know how many people who claim to be'documentary directors' can't produce a work that can be shown in their entire lives? They are constantly squeezing investors like a black hole of gold? However, projects often die out'inexplicably', and the director is also missing... You have been in the entertainment industry for two years. How come you are like those newcomers who have been tricked to sleep by someone who is just like a fledgling newcomer. You are so easily called the'director' Fooled?"

The risk of shooting "sex products" in India is even greater than in China, and investors with a little risk consciousness are unlikely to jump into this pit.

Xie Beiwang left the party upstairs and hurried to the party, just to remind Jiang Zicheng not to step into the trap because of his temporary kindness.

Seeing that Jiang Zicheng's beautiful eyes were filled with dissatisfaction, Xie Beiwang said again: "Why, are you really moved by his'remuneration'?"

"...What kind of ‘remuneration’?" Jiang Zicheng was a little confused, but he quickly reacted. He made a low "Ah" and whispered, "Ms. Xie can't hide any secrets."

He was a little embarrassed for a moment when he thought of Kapil's promise of "thanks." Crimson flew to the tip of his ears, his skin was originally white, and the contrast was more vivid under the light of the banquet hall.

Of course, the reason Jiang Zicheng is interested in Kapil's documentary is not because of the basket of **** toys, but because he saw a dazzling star in Kapil's eyes!

To be precise, what Jiang Zicheng sees is not the future of this "Sex in India", but the future of Kapil himself! This great Indian director has been dedicated to making documentaries throughout his life, and he hasn't stopped until his twilight years. His works are few, but each of them enjoys international fame and has won countless awards. His shots are full of humanistic care and philosophical thinking, and have become a must-see for every film school director.

Kapil, the now down-and-down documentary director, will become one of Bollywood's most dazzling stars in the future!

Jiang Zicheng was full of respect for documentary directors. Now that he knows that Kapil has a promising future, he wants to make friends seriously.

It’s just that he thought and thought about it, and he couldn’t think of anyone who could spend a million to fund Kapil to complete his work...

Jiang Zicheng looked at Xie Beiwang, who looked unhappy in front of him, and thought: Hmph, I won't introduce you to this kind of good opportunity to make friends with famous international guides.

The young man made a humble and teachable look on his face, but his eyes kept rolling around. Everyone knew that the little abacus in his heart was crackling when he looked at it.

Xie Beiwang: "..."

The last time Xie Beiwang saw such a stupid expression was on Xie Dabai. In the middle of the night, Xie Dabai crawled out of the den to steal snacks, but was caught by Xie Yingying on the spot. When she taught him, it was this expression.

Xie Beiwang was angry and laughed, and asked him, "Jiang Zicheng, you don't plan to invest in him yourself? Don't forget, you still owe me a lot of money."

Jiang Zicheng now has a lot of debt, and said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, Mr. Xie’s Patek Philippe Nautilus has a store listing price of 680,000, and the diamond-encrusted version is an additional 200,000. I will never forget."

Who wants Xie Beiwang to say again, "What about the remaining half a million?"

"Where is another half million?" Jiang Zicheng was startled.

"You forgot so soon? The twelve bottles of red wine that you opened in the bar yesterday, although you only drank one bottle, but..."

Jiang Zicheng exclaimed: "What? Isn't the red wine a free drink in the presidential suite?"

Xie Beiwang looked at him with pity in his eyes.

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Mr. Xie smiled faintly: "I know that you are in short supply, and I have already settled the red wine money for you. I will pay it back together with the watch money at that time."

Jiang Zicheng: "...Thank you..."

Damn, this is Xi'er and Huang Shiren in the new era.

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After the Venice Film Festival, the crew of "Full House" stayed in Venice for two more days. Jiang Zicheng thought that there was still some work waiting for him, but he didn't expect Hu Ge to give him two days off so that he could have a good rest. , Because he must be busy until he ascends to heaven after returning home.

Ge Hu flipped through the itinerary: "The interviews you want to appear in, the variety shows you want to appear in are all scheduled for next month, and there are several second-tier fashion magazines that invite you to shoot covers."

Jiang Zicheng was stunned by these pies: "How come there is such a job? It's not me that won the prize this time, but the movie."

Jiang Zicheng has not been on Weibo these days. He had expected that there would be a lot of work after the film won the award, but he did not expect that there would be more of this.

Hu pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "Of course there are many reasons. First, no filmmaker in China has won the Golden Lion Award for ten years. Among the three shortlisted Chinese films, "Full House" is The most inconspicuous one is that the public will naturally like this dark horse counterattack story. Second, you have been a supporting role in the hot TV series for the past two years. You are diligent and practical. Many viewers have an impression of you, and they will bring their own. This is the pride of'I knew this actor before he became famous'. Third..."

Jiang Zicheng urged: "What is the third?"

Brother Hu took out his phone, clicked on a video on Twitter, and handed it to him.

Jiang Zicheng looked down curiously.

This video was shot with the front camera of the mobile phone. At the beginning of the picture, it was a...er, round face that was posted very close.

The owner of the round face is a red-haired girl. She turned on the front camera, holding lipstick in her hand, and was seriously applying makeup to the screen. She had no idea until she clicked the record button, and while looking at the camera stinky, she was chatting with her blond girlfriend next to her. Behind them was a bustling crowd, which seemed to be at an outdoor gathering.

Jiang Zicheng felt inexplicably that this girl... is quite familiar.

Suddenly, the blonde girlfriend pushed her and motioned her to look ahead with a look of excitement. The red-haired girl rolled her eyes and looked in the direction of her fingers—the next second, the red-haired girl solidified in an instant, and vividly performed a look of "going out to take out the trash but hit the male god", and she saw her hand. With a shake, the lipstick pulled a long red mark on the face.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zicheng finally recalled her identity. That's right, she is the fan whose phone was squeezed out of the red carpet area at the awards ceremony!

What happened next was just as Jiang Zicheng remembered. The excited crowd squeezed the red-haired girl's phone, Jiang Zicheng walked over, picked up the phone for her, and reminded her to pay attention to the lipstick on her face.

It's just that he didn't notice that the front camera of the mobile phone was always in the recording state, clearly recording the whole process of the matter.

The front camera of the mobile phone has always been hailed as a "demon mirror", which means that the photos taken by the front camera are very ugly. But even under such an ugly lens, Jiang Zicheng's appearance is still breathtaking and beautiful, with no dead spots at 360 degrees, and even if the lens is recorded from the bottom up, it will not damage his image.

The young man is dressed in a suit and personable, just like a male protagonist walking out of a comic. In particular, the last gesture of reaching out and touching his cheek accurately attacked the girl's heart. I don't know how many girls want to put lipstick on his lips.

Jiang Zicheng was very surprised when he saw this video. He never expected that one of his casual actions would be recorded and posted on the Internet.

Hu Ge said: "After the "Full House" was awarded, this female fan immediately uploaded this video to the Internet and was tagged with the Venice Film Festival. Now the amount of reposting has skyrocketed and it has dominated social media off-screen for two consecutive days...Of course, The domestic porter account also reposted him to Weibo. The playback volume of this one-minute video is much higher than the Golden Lion Awards ceremony."

Speaking of this, Hu sighed with emotion: "You kid... luck is really good."

Jiang Zicheng is also a surprise, which actor does not want to be popular?

But the fact that red is not red is pure luck. He used his predictive ability to find so many "red" dramas, and he performed each one with all his heart, but he has never been noticed by the audience, who can only be a green leaf. How can I think that now, I was noticed because of a small video.

But after thinking about it, he was relieved again.

If he didn’t act in those TV shows, he would not know Uncle Cai; if he didn’t know Uncle Cai, he would not play "Full House"; if he didn't play "Full House", he would not set foot on the red carpet of Venice; he would not set foot on the red carpet... of course. This video will not be taken by the audience.

Everything he has experienced has pushed his life forward step by step in this way. As long as he fights steadily and steadily, he will eventually prove his efforts with strength.

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Jiang Zicheng tasted fire for the first time, excited and excited. Brother Hu gave him two days off. The intention was to let him have a good rest, but he didn't think that he was holding his mobile phone for a moment, from morning to night, wearing a vest to watch the fans praise him.

Who doesn't have any vanity yet?

He accidentally touched a Korean forum. The poster posted the red carpet video and added several stills of Jiangzicheng. This post is very popular, with thousands of replies and tens of thousands of likes.

But Jiang Zicheng couldn't understand Korean. He scratched his head for a while. After thinking about it, there was only one person around him who could speak Korean.

At dinner in the evening, Jiang Zicheng cheeklessly sat next to Miss Xie, took out her mobile phone, found the post, turned to the next few pages, and asked Miss Xie to help translate.

The Presidential Suite has an exclusive dining room, and the dining table is terribly long enough to accommodate twenty people. Xie Beiwang, who was sitting on the other side of the dining table, looked up at them and said nothing.

Miss Xie is quite enthusiastic. She is proficient in Korean. Such simple comment posts can be translated synchronously without using her brain.

Miss Xie read word by word: "What this building says is: ‘What kind of beauty is this from heaven, my brother has been working hard, and these long eyelashes are my brother’s wings?’"

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Xie Beiwang: "..."

Miss Xie: "There is also this building: ‘I’m taking my breath away from hitting the beauty of the gods at such close range! Brother, please stop touching my face, please touch me!’"

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Xie Beiwang: "..."

Miss Xie: "And this building is the most interesting:'I want to insure my brother's smile, and the insurance is the one hundred girls' hearts of me and my relatives. If there is another life, I would like to be a hair on the top of my brother's head. I can kiss my brother's forehead every day!'"

Jiang Zicheng couldn't hold it anymore, and blushed and said, "Don't, don't read it."

Ms. Xie kept smiling, "Hahaha, which male artist is this talking about? It's too much, right?"

Jiang Zicheng whispered: "They said me."

Miss Xie: "..."

She hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Don't cry. If you cry, where can I find a hundred girls' hearts to accompany your fans."

Ashamed and angry, Jiang Zicheng snatched the phone back angrily and put it in his pocket.

They were eating, and Brother Hu knocked on the door and came in.

Brother Hu frowned and looked embarrassed: "Zicheng, your return flight has been leaked."

After the artist is on fire, he will always encounter all kinds of illegitimate fans. The illegitimate fans are pervasive, close to the artist, like a tarsal maggot. In addition, the scalpers will learn the celebrity’s ID card and passport information through various channels, and then collude with the airline’s internal employees to listen to the celebrity’s itinerary, and then sell it to these illegitimate fans.

Many artists have been harassed by illegitimate fans and scalpers.

This time, Jiangzicheng's flight was tragically leaked. The airline said that the seats around Jiangzicheng were surrounded by a group of people.

Jiang Zicheng encountered an illegitimate fan for the first time and was very inexperienced. He asked, "What should I do?"

Hu Ge said: "Let's change flights, but the problem now is that only economy class is left for flights with the right time."

Jiang Zicheng was not so squeamish, and said readily, "Economy class is also okay. I used to fly in economy class. It takes only twelve hours. Forbearance is over."

Before he finished his words, Xie Beiwang, who had been eating silently at the other end of the table, suddenly spoke.

"Don't be so troublesome." The man looked at Jiang Zicheng, in a tone of discussing whether to take the subway or the bus after get off work, and said lightly, "I will return to China tomorrow afternoon. You, Director Li, and your agent, you guys. The three went back on my private plane."

Since it is a private jet, there is no need to worry about the flight itinerary being leaked to illegitimate fans.

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

He was dumbfounded, repeating a sentence in his mind-"Is the domineering president great?" "The domineering president is amazing!"

Ms. Xie raised her hand at this moment and asked in confusion, "Brother, there are only a few seats in a private jet. After Jiang Zicheng and the others board the plane, our seats are not enough."

Xie Beiwang glanced at her faintly: "Does this still need to be asked? You go back in economy class."

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