When An Nuo was acting, he never paid attention to outside news, and his phone was turned on silent, so the manager was very experienced in being unable to contact the other party, and his heart rate was still a bit low.
But this matter cannot be rotten here. Sooner or later, we must find a way to solve it, and the efficiency should not be too low, so as not to cause things to escalate on the side of the fans, and there will be more serious consequences at that time.
"...Do you have any instructions?" The manager hesitated, and then asked again and again.
He didn't expect this to alarm the boss. Now that Murong Qiao took the initiative to call him, the manager thought that Murong Qiao was going to do something, so he stopped his hands immediately. live.
"Just not."
Murong Qiao is more worried about An Nuo's situation at this time. "You and An Nuo discuss this matter first, and I will give you the result when I return to the company in the afternoon."
In terms of understanding the truth of the matter, no one is more qualified to speak than the party concerned.
Thinking of the picture that doesn't seem fake, Murong Qiao decided to discuss it after Annuo knew about it after thinking about it three times.
Although those editorial reporters on the Internet can write about flowers with just a photo, and even talk about when the two will be together and how many anniversaries have passed, Murong Qiao knows that An Nuo likes this big brother Murong Chen in his heart.
"Okay boss." The agent quickly agreed, and seeing that Murong Qiao didn't make any trouble, the alliance relaxed and felt a little more at ease.
"Well, I still have to hang up beforehand."
Murong Qiao made a long story short, leaving them enough time to deal with it.
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Internet surfing is now something that everyone has. Compared with BJ’s, let alone people eating watermelon in the daily high-pressure working environment and having some fun online, it is also a relatively common way of pastime.
The production team was under the scorching sun. Just after a shooting, everyone relaxed and took out their mobile phones to watch something. They were attracted by the push messages on the homepage of many softwares. Then they looked at the familiar name, I clicked in without control.
"Your performance in the scene just now was very good, and it's best to keep it up in the future." An Nuo is still communicating with the director about the remaining details of the script.
Yan Junning stood aside but didn't speak, but the director talked about him.
"As for Yan Junning, your script skills are still a little poor, don't take that kind of frivolous feeling, acting is to hone yourself solidly..."
If An Nuo’s performance in the crew is like being the first in the class and getting good grades every time, then the temporary transfer students like Yan Junning are simply the most troublesome existence for the head teacher.
It's a pity that he has taken over this mess, and now he can't give up halfway, and if it weren't for Yan Zhenning, the investor would not have been so generous, so some things can't have both, the director has been so mixed up in the circle For many years, I naturally understood it in my heart.
It's a pity that the one who should guide still needs to be directed. After all, he can't really mess up his work and present it to the audience.
"Yes, I know, I must work hard to change it after I write it down."
In front of the director, Yan Junning is a rare and serious Yan Su, with a motivated and hardworking appearance, which makes people very gratified.
He had nothing to do on Annuo Street, so he turned around and was about to leave, but when he turned his head, he found that many people were vaguely looking at him, and the target was extremely obvious to him. , there is an indescribable weirdness.
But when he even looked back with those gazes, those people avoided his gaze one after another, kept their heads silent, and just looked at the mobile phone in their hands, and when An Nuo didn't look at it again, they would raise Start to fight again.
As the person being sized up, I really don't feel very good.
Something must have happened that he didn't know.
An Nuo felt this way, but now that he couldn’t get an answer, he simply suppressed his doubts and emotions, and headed to the Makeup Street first, preparing to remove today’s make-up, and took out his cell phone by the way.
Happiness is so heavy that it is inconvenient to carry anything. When An Nuo walked in, there was no one in the dressing room. Only after he yelled twice did a makeup artist trot in from outside.
After the people arrived, An Nuo sat in his usual position, just a very talkative makeup artist, but this time he didn't speak much, and remained silent abnormally, just concentrating on helping him clean up the makeup on his face.
Everyone is wrong.
An Nuo looked at himself in the mirror, then reached for the mobile phone in the bag beside him, only to realize later that he saw the message sent to him by his manager.
"..."
He read very quickly, almost ten lines at a glance.
After all, this kind of thing is not a script, and many repetitive content can be known at a glance. Probably what An Nuo paid more attention to was the photo that was posted on the Internet.
He only needed to take a look to remember that he had clearly postponed his schedule that day, and followed his mother's wishes to meet someone, and then met Murong Chen after the kiss.
Even the first time he saw this photo, An Nuo could imagine that the other party must have been squatting in a hidden flower bed at the door to take the photo, so the angle appeared so low.
As for why it is not too clear, maybe the other party knows Murong Chen's identity, or maybe they want to use this bargaining chip to blackmail something else.
Now that the gimmick and the heat are already there, it depends on whether the other party will offer the price he wants because of it.
An Nuo saw that it was getting late, and things on the Internet had already fermented. For a while, many comments were full of smog.
—What’s the matter with you if they’re just in a relationship? This is your own personal freedom. Isn’t it wrong not to say it?
—I have to help to defend this, it’s really unnecessary, if you want me to say that there must be a reason for being sprayed.
—If one or two people criticize him, I may still believe you, but if a lot of people criticize him, this is what I see. If everyone thinks it is his problem, then he should reflect on it.
There are many people in the comment area with rhythm, so even a few fans who want to defend An Nuo are overwhelmed by incidental attacks.
In addition, not long ago, Yan Junning's agent just bought a lot of CP fans with crystals, and after a little speculation, the popularity was just rising, and here An Nuo was ambiguous with other people, more or less like Lighting a string of firecrackers also caused a lot of repercussions.
It can only be said that the other party is too good at picking the time, but he chose such a juncture.
An Nuo was concentrating on the comments on the phone screen, so he didn't pay attention. At this time, Yan Zhining opened the door from the outside and walked in, sitting next to him.
Yan Junning's expression did not seem to be as cheerful and enthusiastic as last time. The makeup artist next to him felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he packed up his tools and found an excuse to escape.