The star of the entertainment industry has you

Chapter 6 Perfume Advertising

The peach blossoms in Ruicang Mountain are endless and layered, entangled in the corners of people's clothes and hinder people's sight.

The two walked side by side. Fang Zheng didn't ask the reason of Ji Qingchuan and Wei Hong's grudge, but just comforted Ji Qingchuan with his clumsy tongue: "People in the workplace are like being in the rivers and lakes. It is inevitable that you will be stabbed in the back. Don't mind being stabbed too much." People. Time is precious and energy is limited. He just wants to put his limited energy on embarrassing others and wasting his energy in vain. That is his loss, not yours. Just live happily yourself."

Ji Qingchuan's heart felt warm.In the workplace, although it is inevitable to encounter a knife in the back, there are always people like Fang Zheng who give charcoal in a timely manner.I don't mind Wei Hong's arrogance, but this kid comforts me because he feels uncomfortable. He doesn't even ask who is right or wrong between himself and Wei Hong, but just defends himself all the way.

For a long time, he had been used to being alone, and suddenly he was cared for by others. He was not used to it, but he was very warm.

The two walked and talked all the way.Among the deep trees, spring birds sing once or twice from time to time, scattered in the valley, like beads walking through a mirror.

Gradually, Ji Qingchuan talked to Fang Zheng about the real entertainment circle that could not be seen in the tabloids.

A certain female star actually gave birth to a child. A certain international actress had an affair with a famous father and son in the entertainment industry at the same time. A certain actress who is a "professional mother" likes to cook sweet soup of love and bring it to everyone on the set to share with everyone. The famous tough guy so-and-so is actually the most gentle and easy-going, and the harsh and harsh director has been silently supporting the younger generation...

Ji Qingchuan didn't know why he told Fang Zheng this.He has never been a talkative person. He has read so many stories in the entertainment circle and then rotted them in his stomach. He never chatted with others.But I couldn't help but want to tell Fang Zheng that as much duplicity as there is in this circle, there is as much warmth and care.

Fang Zheng, who heard the secret record of the entertainment industry for the first time, opened his mouth into an O shape for a while, and twisted it into an S shape for a while. The voice of the OS is too loud to be suppressed.The promised mysterious idols, why are they all like this?Can it still make people fantasize?

"Stunned?" Ji Qingchuan asked Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng suppressed his heart and complained endlessly, and said solemnly as a psychiatrist: "The circle you live in is grotesque and full of chaos, but there are still countless people rushing in there regardless of their own safety. There must be some reason why it attracts people. Listen. The gossip you just mentioned, I think, although the unspoken rules in this circle are the clear rules, but people without real materials will never go far, and the higher the praise, the higher the fall. It is normal to laugh at the back of the knife and climb the top of the gold blogger, but there are always some people who are serious about filming and be a down-to-earth person. Such people will definitely gain something."

Ji Qingchuan looked at Fang Zheng with some surprise. He really didn't expect this stupid young man to say such a thing, which was impressive.He smiled: "A friend also said this. It's a pity..."

It's a pity that the Sri Lankan people have gone by the yellow crane, and those who are spared are always missed.Film star Qi Xuan was a legend when he was alive; after death, he was nothing more than a clip of the bright moon and a few petals of fallen flowers, all scattered with the breeze and flowing water.

Thinking of the past, Ji Qingchuan calmed down, staring straight at the creek in front of him.In the creek, the flowing water and falling flowers whirled towards the distance, reminding him of a poster made by a netizen with a copper kite - on the vast grassland, the two rivers going to the sea side by side drifted away and never met again.

Fang Zheng waited for a long time, but Ji Qingchuan didn't see a word, so he carefully stretched out a finger and slapped Ji Qingchuan's back: "What's the pity?"

"It's nothing, I've figured out something." Ji Qingchuan shook his head, suddenly broke into a smile, looked straight at Fang Zheng sideways, and bowed with his hands: "Listening to what you say is better than reading ten years of books! Mr. Wolong, would you like to be alone with me?" Walk side by side, compete in the world, and aspire to the Central Plains?"

Ji Qingchuan's eyes are already very good, with bright eyes and long tails, gathering the moonlight and stars.A fan once quoted Xu Zhimo's poem before, praising his eyes as "full of stars".At this moment, those Xinghui were looking at Fang Zheng intently, which could be called affectionate.

Fang Zheng was stunned suddenly, and somewhere in his heart trembled violently, like a guqin that hadn't been played for a long time, making a loud "clang--"; Singing in the colorful.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Fang Zheng blurted out.

Ji Qingchuan shook his head: "No. Why are you asking this?" The topic changed so quickly that people couldn't react.

"There should be many people who like you." Fang Zheng thought for a long time, and finally came up with an analogy, "Just like Tang Monk."

Ji Qingchuan laughed: "Dare you think I'm long-winded?"

Fang Zheng was very serious: "No, I'm praising you for being likable."

Ji Qingchuan: "For the time being, I have no intention of cutting meat for others to eat, really."

Fang Zheng joined the crew in the afternoon, and it was Director Lin's crew.Director Lin and the screenwriter only asked him a few small questions before telling him that he could go back.

Fang Zheng was at a loss: "Didn't the brother say that he needs to consult the whole process until the whole drama is filmed?"

The screenwriter smiled and apologized: "It's enough, it's enough. Your answer is too professional, I don't have any doubts anymore."

Fang Zheng was at a loss: "But the few questions you asked me just now do not reflect my professional skills at all. Do people in a vegetative state really move their fingers first before they wake up? When a woman misunderstands a man, no matter how the man explains it , women will definitely say that I don’t listen and I don’t listen. What does this have to do with my profession?”

The screenwriter laughed dryly: "The audience is not professional enough, this is enough."

Fang Zheng asked persistently: "But aren't you a detective drama? The above questions are related to detection?"

Director Lin really couldn't stand the editor's constant wiping of sweat, and said bluntly: "Originally, this was an excuse to ask your senior brother to come. If your senior brother doesn't come, what's the point of others coming?"

Fang Zheng understood: "The straw boat borrows arrows, please enter the urn. You want to act as the straw boat and the urn."

"We are arrows." Director Lin corrected him, "We have to fly wherever the boss tells us to fly, do you understand? You should go back early."

Fang Zheng returned to City S the next day with the box entrusted to him by Boss Yan.

Handing the simple wooden box to Li Weihang, Fang Zheng stared at his senior brother with a gossipy face, expecting to get some exclusive gossip, such as what was inside the box, who Boss Yan was, what relationship he had with his senior brother, and so on.It's a pity that the wandering Li Weihang had no interest in dealing with the paparazzi, so he pushed Fang Zheng out of the door and closed the door with a bang.

In the box, a branch of scorching peach blossoms was so fresh and tender that it seemed to be covered with dew, and there was a note on the flower - the peach blossoms bloomed again, and I am back.

Li Weihang accidentally knocked over the water glass.

The weather quickly warmed up.Fang Zheng had only been back from the set for a few days, and the thin spring shirt could no longer be worn.

In the strange dreams of waking up early, that face seemed to be much clearer than before.The star-filled eyes, the affectionate gaze, and the slightly raised lips made Fang Zheng almost have a nosebleed.

These days, the dramas shown on TV are also in tune with the occasion, each one is more mellow than the other.Facing the scene of French kissing between the male and female protagonists on TV, Fang Zheng really had some indigestion.Just as I was about to turn off the TV and go online, an advertisement in the play suddenly inserted——

The morning sun slanted into the simple but clean bathroom.A grinning young man in a white shirt stood among them.The camera flashed quickly, and he brushed his teeth, washed his face, sprayed setting water, and put on a tie. He moved swiftly and in one go.The camera then slows down to focus on him picking up a bottle of perfume and spraying it on the inside of his wrist.After that, the energetic young man made a V-shaped gesture in front of the mirror: "Come on! I will definitely win more customers today! I will change to a bigger house in five years!" The screen freezes the LOGO on the perfume bottle - AIR.The magnetic and confident voice-over sounded: "AIR men's fragrance, let you get more favors!"

Hey, isn't this the perfume I saw last time?

Fang Zheng was excited, the director really followed his suggestion and made such an advertisement.It was the first time I saw my idea on TV, and I really wanted to roll——

But, is this young man really Brother Ji?Temperament and age are not the same.

The advertisement in just a few seconds passed by, Fang Zheng remembered his suggestion to the director, and quickly searched online.Sure enough, this ad has already started playing online simultaneously.

Ahhh, why Mao didn't suggest that the director must put "Thanks to Mr. Fang Zheng for providing the advertising idea" in large characters on the advertisement!

Unable to hold back his complacency, Fang Zheng turned on the screen recording software, recorded the advertisement and saved it as a video.Then I sent a copy to all my friends in QQ.The huge title reads: Come and worship my creativity!

After carefully watching the advertisement N times, Fang Zheng finally admitted that the young man in the advertisement seems to be Ji Ge.

The facial features are a bit familiar, but the hairstyle and clothes have changed; more importantly, the expressions and temperament have changed.The image of a young man who is new to society and full of confidence, and smiles with bright eyes and shiny teeth, is truly perfect and seamless.He was completely different from Ji Ge whom he had seen several times.

He couldn't help secretly praising in his heart: magical makeup technique!Great acting!Brother Ji is really capable!

The next day Fang Zheng rushed into the psychiatric clinic and yelled: "Brother, Xiao Yin, have you received the video I sent? Come and praise me! Please spread flowers and praise!"

While Xiao Yin was away, Li Weihang was being pressed against the wall of the consultation room by a tall man and forced to kiss him.

Fang Zheng was stunned.

Li Weihang struggled harder, and threw out a hard punch, hitting the opponent's eye socket.The bully was instantly beaten as a Kung Fu Panda.

The man didn't mind at all, and turned to look at Fang Zheng: "Xiao Zheng is here? Thank you for bringing me a gift last time. You know Ji Qingchuan very well? I think you are protecting him."

"Oh, you are Mr. Yan from last time. No wonder you look familiar to me. Who do you think I know very well?"

The tinnitus was severe, and the oxygen was drained in an instant. Fang Zheng heard his huge heartbeat, like a morning drum piercing the darkness before dawn, and the excitement was unstoppable.

"Ji Qingchuan, didn't you help him block the punch? The first time I invited Ah Hang to watch a movie was Ji Qingchuan's "Running the Tide"."

"Don't call me so affectionate, I don't know you!" Li Weihang kicked Yan Zhou angrily, and was then pushed back against the wall.

Fang Zheng was stunned.

Brother Ji = Ji Qingchuan? ? ?

No more sounds around you.

The door of memory is suddenly opened.

The author has something to say: Fang Zheng knows Ji Qingchuan's name~~~

The deputy CP is on the stage~~~~

Regarding citations:

(1) The sentence "Among the deep trees, spring birds sing once or twice from time to time, scattered in the valley, like pearls walking in a mirror", is adapted from Wang Zhi of the Southern Song Dynasty's "Shanshui Ji Donglin".The original text is like this: "There is no cloud in the sky, and the stars are bright. They fall into the water, like beads walking in a mirror, and they are out of control. Those who follow the slaves are called schoolchildren, who can laugh at the sound of a hundred birds, like walking in the empty mountains and deep trees, spring birds Once or twice, it makes people feel sad and startled."

(2) "A boat full of starlight / Singing in the colorful starlight." ——Xu Zhimo "Farewell to Cambridge"