"You said Gao Leng hurriedly asked with his spirit.
"I'm an old Party member. The state's gift film invited me to be the art commander in chief. Of course, I have to go on. Well, I've done a lot of acting. If I fight for roles with those children again, forget it. Give them a chance. But since you say that the art commander in chief needs me to come forward, then I have to come forward. I have to work for the country, right? "
CAI Jie is naturally very happy. In such a big film, she was only invited to be the artistic director, which is the "heavy" in the high prestige. When she is old enough to retire, she's soft to win awards. It's great to be the artistic director of a gift film.
If Gao Leng doesn't take this position out alone, he won't feel it. Can be carried out alone, such a saying, Bei Er has face.
Now that she's alive, she's running for face. What Gao Leng says is that it's a film called by the chief executive. It's just such a film, just such an art director in chief. Gao Leng smiles, Murong Yuyan looks at Gao Leng with more admiration.
"I'll take the job, but I don't want any money, not a cent." She said.
Also, since people and actors don't want money for running for face, do you want money as an art director in chief? That's a shame.
"You see, this is the style of the older generation, noble and upright! Sister Cai, it's really hard for you. You don't know that some of the big bowls now are stabbing. A dozen people are grabbing seven or eight roles, and then they are on the bar. It's like your generation. It's really worse than one session! " Gao Leng points out the most difficult problem while it is hot.
"Yes, one session is worse than another." She waved her hand indifferently: "I'll deal with the problem of robbing horns. They dare to agree to change horns face to face and make trouble behind their back. I want them to look good."
It's the most suitable one for me.
In the performing arts circle of the Empire, we pay attention to a generation. Whether it's a generation or a relationship, sister Cai is first-class. She has a set role, and the big shot at the bottom, even if it's a front line, will give her face.
This is the same as Zhang Dao's initiative to come to the door, which will give face. But the vegetable elder sister's face may be much bigger than Zhang Dao, the vegetable elder sister this person is famous fierce.
It is said that there was a front-line male star in the backstage of the Spring Festival Gala who was arrogant and let her give her a big mouth. She didn't dare to fart.
It is precisely because of CAI Jie's temperament that Gao Leng made a special trip and gave her the post. Gao Leng is right. This post is not suitable for other people because it's a vegetable sister.
"Wow, you really got it. It's so easy! " It's been an hour since she came out from CAI Jie. It took Gao Leng some time to report the current situation to CAI Jie. When she got back to the car, it was already very cold. Murong Yuyan sat on the co pilot and said in surprise. She looked at Gao Leng with admiration: "I thought you must have come to ask CAI Jie to solve the problem of the artists' Corner grabbing. I didn't expect you to take out this post directly I want to take this post to this height! "
High cold start vehicle, no answer.
"Yes, you're right. If you ask sister CAI to go out of the mountain and take care of those horn grabbing things, it seems a little low. She certainly won't do it. She's too lazy to deal with such things, but if she's the art director in chief, it's different. When the time comes, the director will be followed by the art director. Tut tut... " Later, Murong Yuyan talked endlessly, and her eyes were shining.
"By the way, if there is any Wrangler in the future shooting, it's enough to take out the flag of CAI Jie. Don't offend CAI Jie, who is known as a firecracker! What's more, as soon as this generation goes there, it's blind for anyone who has a moth! "
Murong Yuyan wagged her head and tail like she had won the first World War.
"Well, bet you lose." Gao Leng couldn't help reminding her that she was so happy.
"Fight Bet... " Murong Yuyan this just reaction come over, a reaction come over, her face brush ground once red.
"Well, if you lose, you're going to wear the same look you did when you played the little dragon girl, and fly out of the ancient tomb to accompany me for a day." Seeing that she was shy, Gao Leng said solemnly, "a gentleman has his word. He is willing to gamble and admit defeat."
It was quiet in the car.
Murong language blushed, head down, playing fingers do not answer.
You want to take revenge on Su Su? Su Su's high intelligence quotient and emotional quotient requires a lot of effort to win her. It's easy to win Murong Yuyan. Gao Leng doesn't speak. The little girl is shy and makes her slow down.
"Why wear that? Strange... " Murong murmured.
"Because you're the most beautiful." Gao Leng speaks frankly.
The face is redder.
"I said, is it true that Murong Yuyan has broken her promise? That would be very disappointing. " Gao Leng said deliberately.
"No, that..." Murong Yuyan bit her lip and put out her hand to pull her hair behind her. A fragrance floated over. Gao Leng's Yu Guang took a look at her. She really wanted to stop and look at her all the time.
The makeup is so light that it's almost negligible. The list on her face is lustless and shy. The appearance in the ancient tomb is really tailor-made for her. But the ancient clothes can't show her figure. Now Murong Yuyan is wearing a tight sweater to outline her good figure. Her snow-white skin seems to be hard to touch. She's afraid that she will be bruised once she touches it."Well, I still have that costume at home." Murong YuYan's ears are red. She turns to look out of the window.
Gao Leng smiles contentedly and says, "this is my dream. When I saw you on the screen before, I thought, if only XiaoLongNu were mine."
This is a bit ambiguous, Yu Yan lowered her head, even her lips were a little red than usual.
Gao Leng didn't go on talking about it. Instead, he stopped talking about it. If he went on talking about it, it would be too much.
"Oh, no, there's a traffic jam." When the car arrived at the outer ring road, it stopped. Gao Leng rolled down the window and looked at it. He saw that it was too blocked to see the end: "it's estimated that there was an accident. It's so heavy in the middle of the night."
Murong Yuyan looked at the time, it was more than nine in the evening.
"Try that way." After driving for more than ten minutes, it stopped again: "no, this side is also blocked."
Traffic jams in DIDU are very irritating and common.
Foreign officials have blocked roads, traffic accidents and exhibitions. It's common for some people to block the viaduct for seven or eight hours.
"What can we do?" Murong Yuyan and Gao Leng walk down from the car. Wearing sunglasses and masks, Yuyan is afraid that other people who also get off the car will recognize it. She follows Gao Leng and looks at the car that is too blocked to see the side.
"It's a little cold, and you don't have to be afraid. They probably won't recognize you. In the middle of the night, they just don't know that it's going to be a long time. Otherwise, you can put the co pilot flat in the car and sleep for a while. Anyway, I'll drive." Gao Leng said.
A traffic jam has trapped Murong Yuyan and Gao Leng.
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