Chapter 62 Turn a blind eye

"I really don't like her."

Zhou Zhixuan emphasized.

Song Shiyu couldn't help asking: "What's the matter, did you have conflicts with her before?"

Zhou Zhixuan hesitated, as if he was hesitating whether to speak or not.

Seeing his appearance like this, An Qi couldn't help being even more curious: "What's going on? What kind of conflict happened between you?"

"Hey, let me just say it straight. Before, she and I were going to work together on a play, and we had a good talk before. When it was time to start, she suddenly stopped coming, saying that she thought there was something wrong with the script. The actors don’t like it either, and the whole crew dissatisfies her.” Zhou Zhixuan said, “It’s conceivable that she suddenly said she wouldn’t come, and how much it would affect our drama that was about to start. The producer and director really flew over overnight, begging her grandpa to tell her grandma to change her mind, but she didn't agree with what she said, and finally invited someone else to save the scene. Fortunately, they found it, but because she suddenly let go of the pigeon , had a great impact on this drama. The platform had already signed an intentional purchase contract before. Because of this change, many things were affected, and the performance of the broadcast was mediocre. In the end, the drama still lost money. "

An Qi frowned, and said, "This kind of person who suddenly releases pigeons before the machine is turned on is really tasteless, but why have I never heard of it? Logically speaking, shouldn't everyone know about this kind of thing? "

Zhou Zhixuan said: "I don't know why, anyway, this matter has not been spread, the producer and director have not spoken."

"It seems that it's not the first time she has released pigeons suddenly." Song Shiyu pouted.

He has never been used to such unprofessional people.

Zhou Zhixuan said: "But there's nothing you can do about it. He's popular. He's been trending every three days, and his fans are so powerful. Look at how many people in the entertainment industry have fans who are like her fans, like fighting chickens." , if anyone says something wrong with her, a group of people will scold them like locusts crossing the border."

"Her fans are really annoying." An Qi also admitted, "Not long ago, they went to attack an old senior because the old senior said that many young and popular idols only know how to please fans, but never treat them well. Filming, going on like this, will ruin her career, just such a sentence, without mentioning her name, but her fans thought that the old man was mocking her, and ran to scold the old man for being jealous of her popularity."

"A joke." Song Shiyu sneered.

"The key is that her fans have been this virtue for a long time, and she has never seen her team come out to manage it."

"The current fans are basically connected with the artist team, and they haven't known how to restrain themselves for so long. It is conceivable that her team is acquiescing to this kind of behavior."

"Why doesn't she think about what if one day she stops being popular?" An Qi said with a sigh.

Zhou Zhixuan suddenly remembered something, and said: "You must not mention this, it is a matter of time and fate, everyone said many years ago that she will die one day, and the result is good, and she became popular in a blink of an eye After so many years, she doesn't look old at all, and I don't understand why she has so many fans who like her."

Several people discussed for a long time.

Two hours later, the director team invited them to record the show.

Wei Suqing still couldn't get in touch, so he could only temporarily change the script to find out a reason to explain Wei Suqing's sudden disappearance, and then forced the program to be recorded.

Because of the two hours of delay in the middle, they did not finish recording until early in the morning.

Song Shiyu's eyelids were drooping, almost unable to lift them up.

After he got into the car, he let out a long breath, tired and sleepy.

Zu Tingting handed him the water glass and said, "Brother Song, drink some water."

"Ah."

Song Shiyu was exhausted, and there was no expression on his face.

Zu Tingting knows that recording a program consumes energy and energy, and it consumes a lot of energy and physical strength.

On the way back, Zu Tingting didn't speak any more, allowing Song Shiyu to rest quietly for a while.

Back at the hotel, Song Shiyu simply rinsed off, fell into bed and fell asleep.

He felt as if he had just closed his eyes when the alarm clock rang.

He lay flat on the bed, unable to move.

The alarm clock was like a jerk, nagging at his ears endlessly.

Finally, he got up from the bed.

Today he has to catch a plane in the morning, go to BJ, and has a brand event to attend in the evening.

Departing from the hotel, on the car to the airport, Song Shiyu squinted for a while wearing a blindfold.

There are many people at the airport.

Song Shiyu didn't do any modeling for himself, Zuo Yunxiu had been exhorting him, he must not appear in the scene carelessly - at his current stage, he was relying on his face for his living.

He had to put on a mask for himself, then put a bucket hat on his head, covering almost his entire head, and entered the airport like this.

Did not wake up, sleepy.

Song Shiyu sat in the waiting room, wanting to sleep but unable to.

Zu Tingting felt very distressed when she saw it, and said, "Brother Song, why don't you stay a little longer? I'll call you when I board the plane."

Song Shiyu shook his head impatiently, and said, "Forget it, it's uncomfortable to squint here."

Zu Tingting helped him buy a cup of coffee.

Song Shiyu poured himself a big gulp, so bitter that he was enlightened and refreshed.

Suddenly, at this time, Wei Suqing and her team members walked in.

Song Shiyu saw her at a glance.

Unlike him, Wei Suqing only went out when she was fully dressed and dressed.

She took off her sunglasses, said something to the assistant beside her, and her assistant went out immediately.

Although Song Shiyu saw her, he had no intention of saying hello to her.

He closed his eyes, as if closing his eyes and meditating.

I don't know if Wei Suqing saw him, anyway, she didn't come to say hello to him.

Song Shiyu just closed his eyes, preparing to continue until boarding the plane.

Suddenly, he heard Wei Suqing's impatient voice rise up: "Do you have any brains? I have told you so many times, I drink American style with two servings of milk, do you add two servings of milk? "

Wei Suqing's voice was really too sharp, Song Shiyu opened his eyes.

His brain ached from the noise.

Turning her head to look, Wei Suqing's assistant stood obediently in front of her with a disturbed expression.

Wei Suqing raised her eyes, "Don't buy it for me again!"

The assistant went again.

Song Shiyu retracted his gaze and closed his eyes again.

Some artists boss around their assistants and treat them like servants, which is not uncommon in the circle.

Song Shiyu didn't like such a person, but he couldn't dictate and interfere in other people's affairs. Even if he intervened, the one who was bossed around might not appreciate it.

He can only close his eyes and turn a blind eye like now.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like