Woke Up, the Actor Picked Up the Cub

Duan Congzhi returned to the company to attend classes after a few days of rest. He had a lot of experience in filming this time, and he needed to digest it.

There are two classes a day, and he eats cats in his spare time. He lives in Lanting for the convenience of communication. Uncle Ying contacted Zhou Quan and included his three meals a day with snacks.

Duan Congzhi is now eating the milk-flavored snacks from Qin's family. The taste is a bit similar to Wangzi's milk, but it is not that sweet. The mouth is full of milk and a touch of honey.

Xue Ping watched him eat one bite at a time, and then looked at the insulated box, silently sighing in his heart, evil capital.

He didn't say how much time he spent making these things, and it would take a long time to deliver them on the road. This insulated box is still special, to ensure that the little milk cake is still slightly cool when Duan Congzhi arrives late in his mouth.

The people of the Qin family were very considerate in doing things. Not only did they give it to Duan Congzhi, but the office also gave it a little. There was a lot of weight, enough for them to share.

Looking at Duan Congzhi, he can understand why so many people have cut their heads to go into the rich. The top hand of the entertainment industry is indeed not short of money, but it can't be such a luxury.

Look at Duan Congzhi again, with a look on his face.

Duan Congzhi looked at Mr. Orange who had been meowing for a long time, and finally showed compassion to give him the last piece of milk cake, and took it back before it was delivered. He took the small fork and half of it, and then gave it to him: "You Can't eat more."

Tachibana always looked at him and complained meowly. On the side, Xiao Wang put away his mobile phone and said relaxedly and happily: "Today's business materials are available."

This was a reminder to Duan Congzhi. He asked Xue Ping: "By the way, did you find someone to write the film review of Jianghu?"

As soon as he said, Xue Ping knew it. This film review is unique, and anyone who has seen it will never forget it.

"If I am so capable, I still work?" Xue Ping quipped, "I will also go back and ask eight cooks to make eight major cuisines every day."

Duan Congzhi didn't care about the second half of his sentence, nor told him that the Qin family also specializes in pastry and all kinds of Western food.

"What do you mean?"

"Who do you think this is? This is Director Wang's number."

"Director Wang, that Wang Qingsong?"

Xue Ping nodded and said affirmatively: "It's him, not many people in the circle know about this matter, so don't tell it to others."

"Then how did you know?"

Xue Ping smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry about it, you just need to know the leader."

As soon as he said it was Director Wang, Duan Congzhi went to Weibo and took a look.

@爱看电影的宝宝’s film reviews are very casual, it seems to think of what to say, actors, screens, scripts, directors, mirroring methods, and everything, but you can see that he is very professional and has many problems All hit the nail on the head.

Looking at his previous Weibo, many people said that he must have been in the crew, and he knew almost everything about the crew.

Duan Congzhi saw that he was speaking with a tone. At first he thought he was a young man, but he must be a post-80s. Who would have thought that he was an old man who had retired in his sixties and had been in the general industry?

Just looking at his Weibo, no one can think of it.

Duan Congzhi watched the film review again and felt a little sympathetic to Lin Han. Did Wang know that Lin Han chose to abandon "Jiang Hu" because he wanted to film his movie, so "Jiang Hu" was what he saw now Like this.

In the evening, Duan Congzhi laid out the dishes one by one. He laid out two dishes, and when he saw Qin Ke standing aside, he stopped his hands: "Mr Qin, did your consultant tell you to share housework? "

Of course, the consultant did not say that in his eyes, President Qin didn't need to do it himself, but now they are in Landing, and there are only two of them in the house.

Don't do anything, waiting for someone to come to clean up tomorrow?

You can hire people for cleaning, and it's a bit too much to not even tidy up the table. The leftovers were left in the room overnight, and the whole room was full of vegetables.

Qin is always a person who can learn by analogy, arrange dishes before meals, and consciously clean up the table after meals.

Duan Congzhi felt that the way he rolled up his sleeves was particularly good-looking, walked over and squeezed his arm, Qin Ke stopped to look at him.

Duan Congzhi looked at what he was still holding, and regretfully gave way to him.

After the shower, Duan Congzhi listened to the sound of the water in the bathroom, thinking about when a new map could be developed.

The sound of the water in the bathroom had not stopped, the phone rang first, and Duan Congzhi glanced at it. It is Director Fan. Call him at this time?

Duan Congzhi's first reaction was that he made a mistake, but he accepted it.

"A little bit, are you free?"

It seemed that he was correct. Duan Congzhi glanced in the direction of the bathroom and wanted to say that he was not free. He also wanted to spend the night happily with Qin Ke.

At any rate reason is still there: "What's the matter?"

Director Fan said in a leisurely tone: "It's not a big deal, you can be busy if you have anything to do, and you can save the field if you have nothing to do. Are you in Dragon City?"

"in."

Fan reported an address and said, "I'm eating supper here, and I didn't bring my wallet. If it is convenient for you, please come over and settle the bill."

It’s normal not to bring a wallet these years, but who uses cash? Fan Dao takes a cell phone to call him, but still can’t settle the bill?

Thinking that there should be something else, Duan Congzhi looked at Qin Ke and regretted to say goodbye to the joy of tonight.

When Qin Ke came out of the bathroom, Duan Congzhi was already changing his clothes. As he put on his clothes, he walked over and kissed Qin Ke's face: "Wait for me to come back."

He looked like a scumbag who went out for appointments late at night.

"Where to go?"

"Director Fan asked me to have supper, not far away, in our business building," he said, looking at Qin Ke, "I can just go there by myself."

He walked out of the bedroom, turned around within two steps, reached in half of his body under the door frame and said, "Wait for me, if you come back early, we will also have supper."

After he finished speaking, he blinked, and then regardless of whether the upright Qin Sanye got him, he took the car key and went out.

After Duan Congzhi said he was coming, Fan Dao sent him an address, not very far from Lanting, and arrived in about half an hour.

He found a place to park the car, and then walked to the shop that Dao Fan said. This is a shop selling lamb bone soup. Duan Congyi smelled a strong fragrance when he entered.

He looked around and didn't look for a beating. Fan Xiaoli took the initiative to greet him: "Here."

Duan Congzhi looked at him and found that Director Fan was not alone, and neither of them could settle the bill? There is nothing so outrageous.

Fan guide must have something else.

He was obviously very happy to be the coach. After Duan Congzhi sat down, he called the waiter to come over and give Duan Congzhi a chair.

Then said to the person opposite: "This is a short paragraph. You will wait and see when the time comes. I must have a box office of over 100 million yuan this time."

The person opposite seemed to be a little disdainful, and sneered: "You just pursue this?"

Director Fan really can't say anything. Although he has won a lot of prizes, the box office of over 100 million is considered a relatively good result for him, so even with the current inflation, he still has reservations subconsciously.

There was no way to tell about this, and Director Fan stopped talking, and turned to ask Duan Congzhi if he knew the person opposite.

It is always impolite to stare at people. Duan Congzhi has never seen him except for a glance when he came in just now. Now that Director Fan said he looked at him again.

The person on the other side dressed casually, just a navy blue T-shirt with a peaked cap on his head, and he didn't eat anything.

Director Fan asked. He should be well-known. Duan Congzhi glanced at him but didn't recognize it. He was a little guessing, but didn't the outside world say that they had a bad relationship?

He shook his head: "This is?"

Director Fan said: "Don't know?"

Duan Congzhi still shook his head.

Director Fan said to the person opposite: "Pharaoh, you are not good, young people don't recognize you anymore."

Lao Wang took a sip of beer, and ignored him, but looked up at Duan Congzhi and nodded.

Duan Congzhi also nodded.

Director Fan introduced: "This is Wang Qingsong, Director Wang."

Duan Congzhi was surprised, not pretending, but really surprised. It is said in the circle that these two directors did not meet Wang. When they were young, they did not get along well, and both were desperately winning awards.

Later, the domestic film market became larger and larger, and both of them started to make commercial films. The name was like the artist Wang Dao but went more smoothly. Fan Dao publicly said that he was a stinky body.

Director Wang responded: "I smell bad, he is sour."

It's even more surprising that these two people are sitting together for supper.

Director Fan gave such a simple introduction. After the introduction, the two of them still talked about themselves, from "Jiang Hu" to the previous martial arts drama, to the movie they won the award, and finally felt that the time passed quickly.

Director Fan looked at Duan Congzhi: "It's nice to be young."

Duan Congzhi didn't interrupt, and they didn't need him to interrupt. He listened quietly, and gradually believed that Dao Wang was a child of @爱看电影, and he looked a bit like it, just didn't know how Xue Ping knew about it.

The two big directors are not young, they drink beer as white wine, and when the two bottles reach the bottom, they are ready to withdraw.

After a supper, I didn't see him look at Duan Congzhi more, but now he suddenly said: "In the second half of next year, or the next year, there is a scene to be filmed. If you have the intention, just leave the schedule open."

It's almost a certainty that the gap period for him is still so long in advance.

Duan Congzhi hurriedly thanked him, and Director Wang added: "Don't be too happy, war theme, adaptation of classic literary works, you must pretend to be ugly."

Think about Lin Han's rolling play and his director Wang's play, that is just a supporting role, what is the role of acting ugly, this is called the role of an actor.

"no problem."

Duan Congzhi settled the bill, sent them to the car again, and then stood on the side of the road, his smile getting bigger and bigger.

This is Director Wang! Director Wang invited him to film!

Duan Congzhi couldn't help but be happy to receive such an invitation even if he had already cooperated with a great director.

They all said that the king did not see the king, he won two kings at once.

His first reaction was to call Qin Ke and found that Qin Ke was still on his blacklist. He calmed down a bit, released Qin Ke from the blacklist, and then dialed it.

The call was quickly connected, and Qin Ke didn't even ask him anything, but directly said, "Where?"

Duan Congzhi reported an address, and Qin Ke said: "Six minutes."

At this time, most people would say five minutes, or add "about", but Qin Ke would be accurate to "one."

The others were coming. Duan Congzhi yelled to drive and sat on the side, looking at the phone and waiting. Six minutes later, Qin Ke really arrived.

Duan Congzhi looked at the people next to the car and suddenly felt that no movie was important anymore.

He wanted to ask why he suddenly came over, and he still couldn't find it in the blacklist, but would he ask someone to call him?

But in the end he didn't ask anything, with a frivolous smile: "How long have I been out, San Ye will follow me? Are you eager to find me back for supper?"

"Ok."

"..."

You deserve to be so calm, do you understand? Don't go back for a while and really pull him to eat supper.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw landmines: I don’t know if there is one acridine or one ink;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!