Chapter 8 Sending a red envelope

Si Miao's performance in this mirror is quite good, and it should have passed the standard of a general director.

But after all, it was the first shot of "The Sea of ​​That Year". Guo Zhao wanted to make it better and set the warm tone of the whole film. He thought the light was too cold, so he let Si Miao and Qin Ruan go twice.

After the director was finally satisfied, Qin Ruan's assistant came over with Jiang Tang and a blanket. Qin Ruan put on the blanket and said to the assistant, "Take another cup."

After repeatedly drenching in the artificial rainwater, Qin Ruan was so cold that he shrank his neck and asked Si Miao, "Where's your assistant?"

"I don't have an assistant," Si Miao said, "I haven't signed the company yet."

In the entertainment industry, there are many artists who can film scenes without the help of the company. Maybe someone is helping behind the scenes. At this time, the assistant came back, Qin Ruan handed Jiang Tang to Si Miao, "Drink some to warm up, I thought I would take more shots."

If you are not good at acting, or if you are slow to enter the show, you must be drenched in the rain again and again. Si Miao heard that she was praising him in disguise, and was a little embarrassed, "Thank you, senior."

Not to mention, after drinking the ginger soup, body really warmed up a lot. Qin Ruan has a drama next and needs to touch up her makeup, so didn't talk to Si Miao much.

The next scene was Jiang Cheng and Qin Ruan's rivalry. As Jiang Li's old classmate, Guo Zhao agreed to give Jiang Cheng a role, so he had to find one anyway.

Jiang Cheng was replaced by the role of the heroine's secret lover. He was the president of the heroine's company, and his rank was similar to that of the fourth man, and there were even a few more shots. He was born as a singer and dancer, and has a good figure. He wears a suit and looks like a boss.

Si Miao wiped his hair with a towel from the field manager. Seeing Jiang Cheng's appearance, he somehow thought of Ji Dongdong.

He also wore this on the wedding day. His legs were straight and slender. When he recalled that scene, Si Miao's face was inexplicably hot.

Yesterday, joined the group on the first day. It took a long time to get familiar with the environment. Si Miao never communicated with Ji Yuedong.

He took out his mobile phone and opened the WeChat interface. The top pieces were all information about Zhou Jiayan's dragon group, followed by Zhou Jiayan asking him if he was in the group, and then below was a cold and clear head portrait of a snow scene.

The WeChat name is "Crossing the Winter", and the only message is: [I passed your friend verification request, now we can start chatting. 】

Si Miao's fingers were a little itchy, and she didn't know how to start, so she transferred the debt for today.

After the transfer, stared at the WeChat interface, one minute, two minutes, five minutes...

Ten minutes later, the other party has not received.

Maybe because he was busy, Si Miao put away her phone and concentrated on watching Qin Ruan and Jiang Cheng's rivalry.

Looking at it this way, Si Miao can see the way. Jiang Cheng was a singer in the past, and he didn't have much acting experience. He didn't seem to have done enough homework. all over.

Once again, Guo Zhao got a little impatient and ended up giving a play in person.

Guo Zhao's voice was loud, and Si Miao was stealing from his teacher with relish, and it was not until Guo Zhao went back that he remembered the phone.

Si Miao opened WeChat for the second time, [the other party received your red envelope]

and there is no following.

Si Miao: "..."

Is it busy, or not busy, or is it taking a break to collect money?

Ji Yuedong was really busy. He didn't come to the company for two days, and his mailbox was full. In the morning, the heads of various departments held a meeting. After returning to the office from the conference room, Ji Yuedong called Wang Xiaohui on the inside.

Wang Xiaohui knocked on the door: "Mr. Ji."

"Come in," Ji Yuedong put down the report and clicked on one of the pages, "The meaning here is unclear, please ask Xiao Li to make another copy."

"Okay," Wang Xiaohui took the shift, "Mr. Ji, do you have any other needs?

"Help me get in touch with-"

Before Ji Yuedong finished speaking, the mobile phone made a "ding dong", and the WeChat prompt sounded:

[A message from Xiaosi]

Ji Yuedong seldom fiddles with his mobile phone, and he rarely fiddles with his mobile phone when talking about things. Wang Xiaohui is ready to continue to listen to him explain the tasks.

However, Mr. Ji cut off the conversation and unlocked the lock screen. With Wang Xiaohui's naked eye 5.0 vision, he can clearly see that it is an interface for sending red envelopes.

Ji Yuedong's fingers hang on it.

Wang Xiaohui thought to himself, a WeChat red envelope can only be sent out to 200 yuan at most, and Mr. Ji, who has millions of people a day, would be interested in this kind of small favor.

Is it not an insult to his worth to send a red envelope to President Ji?

Ji always seems to be thinking about whether to take it or not.

"Help me contact the hospital in H province," Ji Yuedong said suddenly, startling Wang Xiaohui, "Which one has enough kidney resources?"

Focusing on the red envelope, Wang Xiaohui blurted out, "What is the purpose of you looking for the kidney source?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had crossed the line and shouldn't ask such personal questions.

Ji Yuedong was not angry, and said lightly, "Do a favor to the kid who owes me money."

Wang Xiaohui: "..."

You are a great creditor.

Jiangcheng Qin Ruan's scene was directly filmed at the meal point, and the field manager came over with a box of fragrant lunches.

The male and female protagonists have their own lounges, and the other actors are accompanied by assistants. Si Miao hasn't broken into other people's circles yet, so she finds a quiet corner with a boxed lunch.

Because he was drenched in water and consumed a lot of calories, he was already hungry, so he lowered his head and shoved it into his mouth.

Jiang Cheng's assistant Mei Mei also brought back the rice. The boss has been low pressure recently, so she didn't dare to say more.

As someone who stays with Jiang Cheng every day, Mei Mei knows a little bit of the inside story. She sees Jiang Cheng squinting, staring at Si Miao sitting on the flower bed eating, and shrinks back.

Jiang Cheng didn't plan to let her go, "Mei Mei."

Mei Mei's body was shocked: "Yes, Brother Jiang."

"Take a photo of me, I want this angle," Jiang Cheng took the phone, turned around a few times, and turned his back to Si Miao, "Come on."

If it is distinguished by nature, there is no difference between stars and wage earners. They both rely on their craftsmanship to beg for food. The difference is that wage earners beg for money with old people, while stars beg for money with fans.

Especially singers like Jiang Cheng who follow the flow route and have no works, have to come out for business often to prevent them from being eliminated by the entertainment industry that updates too fast.

Meimei has helped Jiangcheng take countless photos, so she easily opened the Meitu software and adjusted it to the angle that Jiangcheng wanted.

"Brother Jiang," Meimei tried, "there will be other people in the background from this angle, which is not very good."

Jiang Cheng said impatiently: "Don't be long-winded, I will let you shoot whatever you want."

If she goes on, she will be scolded, so Meimei can only change various filters to take dozens of pictures, and stop when Qin Ruan appears in the camera.

Qin Ruan was out for a walk. She was afraid that she would sit and grow meat after eating and go out for a walk.

Strolling near Si Miao, she looked at the empty lunch box with not a drop of soup left, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Are you full?"

Si Miao wiped his mouth and stood up, "I'm full, thank you Teacher Qin."

Qin Ruan doesn't believe this nonsense. Even people who are thrifty and don't like to waste will not have all the soup left for their meals.

In order to look better in the mirror, Qin Ruan didn't eat a boxed lunch with heavy oil and salt. She always ate nutritious meals matched by a nutritionist.

"I still have a box lunch. If you don't dislike it, you can come to my lounge for dinner," Qin Ruan smiled. "You can also watch the afternoon play by the way."

Si Miao wants to refuse, Qin Ruan is a female star, or a female star with a high nationality. If he goes to the rest room and is seen and edited by a caring person, he is a newbie and nothing, Qin Ruan's reputation will be greatly affected. influences.

But when he heard the opposite scene, he was a little moved again. The two had an interior scene in the afternoon. Now, taking the time to face the opposite scene, he could save time and time and affect the shooting progress.

Si Miao hesitated, but went with Qin Ruan.

In the afternoon, the crew pulled the props and turned to the interior scene. This was a scene where Qin Ruan picked up He Ming and asked him who his family was and where he was.

At this time, the two of them should also be in a state of **. The field manager apologized while pouring water on the two of them, and the two immediately returned to the soup.

The last conversation between Si Miao and Qin Ruan was short, and didn't feel too much pressure. This time there were lines and a long time, so the pressure appeared. Qin Ruan played it easily, and Si Miao accepted it through gritted teeth. , If it hadn't been for the show at noon, it would have angered Director Guo again.

This mirror has been passed three times. Considering that the actors are prone to get sick when they are wet all the time, Guo Zhao put Qin Ruan and Si Miao back in advance.

Si Miao didn't have a nanny car, so he took Qin Ruan's car back to the hotel.

The hotel was reserved by the crew, and the underground parking lot had an elevator that led directly to the guest rooms. Qin Ruan didn't hesitate to get off the car and enter the elevator with Si Miao.

Si Miao went in first, pressed the top floor, and then asked Qin Ruan, "Mr. Qin, which floor are you on?"

Qin Ruan asked back, "You live on the top floor?"

Si Miao nodded.

"Oh," Qin Ruan paused, "We are on the first floor, and Brother Fan is also on the top floor."

Si Miao withdrew his hand, and the elevator reached the target floor with a ding dong.

The first room next to the elevator belonged to Si Miao. He thanked Qin Ruan, went back to the room, took off his clothes, and went straight to the bathroom.

After being drenched in water twice, not to mention the cold, he felt very uncomfortable. He took a good hot bath and fell into the comfortable big bed in the luxury suite, and thought about WeChat again.

Take out the phone...still no information.

What can an Internet cafe owner be busy with? Apart from stocking up, running machines for customers, and working part-time as a network administrator, what else can keep people busy all day?

Si Miao is holding the quilt, is it because his red envelope makes people not wanting to reply?

But he himself, when he receives transfers or red envelopes from others, will always say "received" or "thank you" out of politeness.

Then don't say anything else?

Si Miao really wanted to know if Ji Yuedong was any better. Thinking of the other party's indifferent appearance, she was a little frightened.

Moreover, given that the two of them are not considered friends now, it is not very logical to rashly send a message of concern.

Si Miao bit her lower lip, opened the chat box, and typed.

【Have you received the transfer?】

No, delete all of them, people have obviously received it, so there is no silver here.

【How is your business today?】

No, it's too much like talking nonsense, he thinks it's a waste of time.

What did you eat at night?

It seems okay to ask such a question, Si Miao made up her mind, just typed the word "late", and suddenly dialed in.

The word "late" was sent out so lonely.

Si Miao was in a hurry and wanted to hang up the phone first and withdraw the message, but the phone got stuck on the incoming call interface and couldn't hang up no matter what.

He could only choose to connect, and said coolly, "Hello."

"Oh, it's me!" Zhou Jia said anxiously, "Xiao Si, have you read Jiangcheng's Weibo???"

The author has something to say: Mr. Ji, who has millions of people a day, would be interested in this kind of small favor?

Ji Dongdong: Yes, I will 🙂