Dear Mr. Sheep - Chapter 13

The set wrapped up at six o’clock, and it was rare that there were no night scenes, so Jiang Shiyan plopped down on the hotel bed to play a game.

The phone screen is the familiar King’s Glory interface, the room is filled with the exciting sound of killing in the game, accompanied by an impatient male voice: “Auxiliary! Auxiliary! Yan brother you the auxiliary not to protect me, where did you go! Ah, this shooter can’t hold on, A Yan you are hanging up? Are you hanging up? I wasted my meal time playing the game with you, but you don’t know how to cherish it!”

Jiang Shiyan furrowed his eyebrows and pulled out his ears, “Lu Fang, why do you talk so much for a big man?”

Another voice followed, with a smile: “I recommend you to watch the variety show he recorded last time, his words are more than the host.”

Lu Fang said, “Shut up, Ji Snap, your Yang Jian played miserably in the last game, and you still have the nerve to say that, if it weren’t for the screen, I would have beaten you up.”

What followed was a daily tussle between Lu Fang and Ji Snap.

The two people do not give up on each other, both think the other is the most rookie.

At this moment, Zhao Mingjun hurried in with his cell phone, and when he saw Jiang Shiyan playing the game, he made a gesture, indicating that he had something important to say.

The moment Jiang Shiyan saw his expression, he guessed that something big had happened and said to the person on the other side of the phone, “It’s a bit urgent, I really have to hang up now.”

Lu Fang stopped fighting with Ji Snap and threatened, “Jiang Shiyan, how dare you!”

Anyway, it wasn’t a ranking match, and there was nothing to lose by hanging up, so Jiang Shiyan didn’t talk nonsense to him and withdrew when he said he would.

“What is it?” He raised his head to look at Zhao Mingjun.

“Did you make a movie before you signed with the company, named ‘Jin Yi Feng Hua’?”

Jiang Shiyan thought about it and said truthfully: “I did, in my junior year, and my part in it was not much. Sister Qing also knows, I mentioned this to her before signing the contract.”

“That’s right.” Zhao Mingjun’s expression was serious, “The official microblog of ‘Jin Yi Feng Hua’ has just released a scheduled microblog, which will be officially released in all major cinemas next Friday, they want you to cooperate with the promotion.”

As Jiang Shiyan said, his role in this film is not heavy, equivalent to a role of a soy sauce. The movie was made two years ago, but it has not been released until now, and there was no publicity in the early stage, which shows the general quality of the movie.

The other side chose to release the film at this juncture and invited Jiang Shiyan to promote it, just because he is now popular, want to take advantage of a wave of east wind to make money.

The final box office results of the film are counted on the head of the lead actor, Jiang Shiyan half benefit not to get, but to waste time and energy.

To put it bluntly, it’s a lot of work for no gain.

Thinking for a moment, Jiang Shiyan asked softly: “What did they say over there? Do I have to go?”

He is now filming on the set and has a bunch of notices waiting for him, so he really can’t spare the time.

If he had to go, he would have to take time off to coordinate with the director, which would definitely affect the shooting schedule.

Zhao Mingjun hummed and laughed: “Brother Yan, do you need to reposition yourself? You are now real red, of course the other party does not dare to come hard and beg you to go.”

“So am I going to go?” Jiang Shiyan asked.

“This …… I can’t make up my mind.” He is only an assistant, responsible for taking care of the artist’s clothing, food and housing, about his work on the decision, he can not make the decision, “or I call to ask Ching sister, listen to what she said.”

“No need to call, I’m coming.”

The door of the room was pushed open and the high heels made a crisp sound on the floor.

The voice came from far away and approached in front of Jiang Shiyan.

The woman was in her early thirties, with white skin and red lips, wearing a slim black suit, which made her as sharp and competent as a workplace queen.

She casually put the bag on the coffee table, and with the bending action, the slender tassel earrings fell from between her black hair, reflecting a brilliant light in the light.

“I knew you guys would fool around if I wasn’t there.” Ye Qingkong poured himself a glass of water, “the film side do not care, A Yan stay on the set to focus on filming. If you don’t like it, just send out a microblog to help promote it, but don’t do anything else.”

Zhao Mingjun lightly breathed a sigh of relief.

The company is one of the top ace agents in the company, and her words are holy orders, so just follow them.

Jiang Shiyan nodded: “Okay, I know.”

The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public. The previous newsletters have always been that Ah Yan was sealed by one play, “The King of the North”, and now another work has suddenly appeared, and there are not many plays, I am worried that some media will take advantage of the opportunity to make things happen.”

“Don’t worry Sister Qing, this is a school, reporters don’t dare to mess around.” Zhao Mingjun said.

After solving the urgent matters, Ye Qingkong talked about other, or work problems: “Your popularity has increased greatly, recently there are a lot of scripts handed to me, because you are filming, I did not take it to you. Right now the play will be finished by the end of July, there is still time to slowly screen. My advice is to consolidate your popularity and take on more different types of roles while you’re hot, like the school drama you’re in this time, which will make the audience feel fresh. The same goes for the next plays, try not to crash the persona, lest the public aesthetic fatigue. Of course, if there is a particularly good script, it’s okay to hit the persona.”

There are several costume scripts that are not bad, but the role of Dingbei King is too deeply rooted, and I’m afraid it can’t be surpassed in a short time.

After analyzing the pros and cons, Ye Qingkong asked Jiang Shiyan, “What do you think?”

She is not the kind of agent who single-handedly controls an artist’s career, and she is more willing to listen to his opinion without violating her principles than to fight under the banner of doing him a favor.

If he still wants to take on costume drama, she will find a way to screen a good script for him. Not to surpass the “King of the North”, at least not worse than it.

This is not a good point for an overnight success, the starting point is too high, and if the play you take later is not as good as the “King of the North”, you will be ridiculed for going backwards.

Jiang Shiyan knows that he has not been in the show business for long, and his understanding of this area is far less thorough than hers, so after a moment of silence, he said, “Listen to you.”

“I helped you to receive a few advertising endorsements and commercial performances, are relatively high visibility, later sent to you.”

“Good.”

Ye Qingkong smiled, took her bag and stood up, “It’s rare to have a break, you relax well, I’ll leave you alone, call me if you need anything.”

Zhao Mingjun sent her out and returned to the room after a while, but he saw Jiang Shiyan standing on the balcony, his arm resting on the railing, his side face as quiet as a painting, not knowing what he was thinking.

In order to facilitate filming, the crew stayed at the closest hotel to the school.

In the distance is the brightly lit school building, students are in the evening study, occasionally you can hear the clear bell. The green trees are a mass of black shadows in the night, blown by the wind with open teeth and claws.

Zhao Mingjun: “Brother Yan, do you want to order a takeaway for you? I see you didn’t eat a few bites at night.”

This person once into a state of intense work appetite is not good, no wonder fans say he went into the group filming thin.

Jiang Shiyan suddenly picked up his denim jacket and put it on: “No, I’m going out for a walk.”

“Now?” Zhao Mingjun looked at the night outside, “Where to go? Do you need me to accompany you.”

Jiang Shiyan’s body leaned against the door frame and looked at him speechlessly.

He is not a three-year-old child, he still needs company to go out?

Zhao Mingjun also felt that he was being too lenient and held up his hands in surrender: “Okay, okay, okay, you can go anywhere you want, but be careful, don’t get caught on camera.”

Jiang Shiyan answered, took a duck-tongued hat on his head, out of the room.

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Zhao Mingjun you wake up, how can you keep you company, Ayan he is going to see cotton!