"This is your unreasonable punishment. If you don't shoot well, you won't be praised if you renew your contract with Yang Ning."
Zheng Tao obviously knows what Yang Yue cares about most in her heart. She will never tolerate that Yang Ning is higher than herself. Therefore, even if she is slapped, she can bear it.
Standing in the distance, Yang Ning can't help but raise her eyebrows when she hears these words. She is convinced again by Zheng Tao's superb wrist. In doing so, he gave the director face and did not embarrass him, while his agent disciplined the artists. No matter how hard you fight, you won't hit hard.
In other people's eyes, it protects Sheng Tian's signboard and dignity. Otherwise, as the director said, if Yang Yue was banned, wouldn't it make her stink the whole Sheng Tian?
The last sentence Zheng Tao said is to warn Yang Yue and use her to suppress Yang Yue's anger. There is simply no better choice.
"Director, I think Yang Yue has calmed down. After that, I hope you can discuss how to let Sheng Tian be the host and make a formal apology after dinner."
Zheng Tao's gentle appearance and speech are easy to be liked by people. He is not ignored by others. The director knows how humiliating it is for an actress to be slapped in the face in public. Most of his anger has gone away.
So he asked someone to pick up the VCR and wave his hand, but he said, "let's talk about it later. Let's shoot it first."
Everyone looked at each other, some sympathetic look at Yang Yue, but some happy disaster.
The staff on the scene did not forget their work because of a disturbance. They quickly rearranged their seats under the direction of the director. Just when they were going to start shooting again, a low voice suddenly came.
"Wait a minute."
Yang Ning, who had been standing behind the remote flower bed, felt that the voice was familiar. She looked up and stepped back in surprise.
An Tianxiang, when did you come here!
Maybe he's too aggressive. Obviously it was not a big voice. People on the scene all looked back at him one after another. Even Yang Yue, who was immersed in her grievances, noticed him. She also arranged her emotions in a panic and raised a smiling face.
"Director Xu, do you want to let it go?" An Tianxiang's eyes, did not fall on anyone, went straight to the director.
His tall stature shrouds the director, and he appears to be a "Petite" director.
"President an..." Xu Dao was quite nervous. He looked up at an Tianxiang's calm face. He couldn't figure out what he thought. He said in some embarrassment: "you should have seen it just now. It's not a big deal after all... "
"It's really not a big deal, but Sheng Tian's Zheng Tao punished Yang Yue, but our advertisers haven't punished Yang Yue, have they?"
An Tianxiang's tone is very light, just like talking about the weather. Yang Ning listens to it, but he is stunned. What does this man want to do.
"This..." Director Xu is still in a dilemma. He glances at Zheng Tao and sighs: "Yang Yue is an artist of Shengtian, and the advertisement is to be shot by a subsidiary of president an. You has the final say. "
Both sides do not offend, beautiful words, Xu guide vaguely feel a storm, just want to retreat to the corner, not in the center of the storm.
An Tianxiang seems to have expected that director Xu would say this. His angular face is lifted slightly, and his sharp eyes just need a moment to expose the indifference in Zheng Tao's eyes.
It's the fear of capital and power.
"Since director Xu said so. So let me decide. The roles played by Yang Yue and Yang Ning will be changed and the advertisement will be remade. "
An Tianxiang raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Ning's direction, but they happened to bump into each other.
For a moment, Yang Ning's heart suddenly missed half a beat, she flustered don't open eyes, big mouth inhale the cold air, want to cool the heart that burning line of sight.
What's the matter with you?
Yang Ning suddenly some fear, originally just because of the last life of resentment and don't want to let Yang Yue wish, just to provoke this person, but at the moment, she felt the situation in another direction.
It's her. I underestimate the charm of an Tianxiang.
"I..."
Hearing an Tianxiang's words, Yang Yue's face stiffened immediately. She was about to complain, but Zheng Tao immediately pulled her behind.
"Good. Listen to president an. "
Zheng Tao's answer was very simple, without any hesitation. People on the scene could not help talking about it. Yang Yue heard these voices. It felt like maggots were wriggling all over their body, nauseous but unable to move.
"Let's get ready to shoot again." An Tianxiang waved his hand, indicating that everyone was ready to disband for the time being. His eyes were looking for Yang Ning.
"Mr. an."
Yang Qingfeng, who has been hesitating whether to come up to say hello, went forward to say hello. After all, he is an artist of Tianhua, so there is no reason to ignore his boss.
Hearing someone calling himself, an Tianxiang looked at him. When he found that it was Yang Qingfeng, he just nodded perfunctorily and strode away.Seeing an Tianxiang's rather cold attitude, Yang Qingfeng was a little strange, but he didn't think much about it.
On the other hand, Yang Ning seems to have known for a long time that an Tianxiang must come to find himself. He hid his position early and secretly called the makeup artist to make up in other places.
However, no matter how hidden the place is, it's hard for an Tianxiang. At last, he finds Yang Ning easily and looks dissatisfied.
"Hide from me?"
The makeup artist looked up at the man. Immediately hastily made up a few, and then go, Yang Ning is not good to keep her, just hate the small East left in the outfield.
"No I'm making up Yang Ning did not start, looking at the flowers in the flower bed, absent-minded.
An Tianxiang looked down at the light under her eyes and knew that she had something on her mind. He leaned against the tree trunk and held his arms in front of his chest.
Calm way: "this advertisement, I didn't hear you answer, know it is for others when the background board, why don't you come to me?"
Smell speech, Yang Ning picked eyebrow, looked up at him, pupil was smeared with gold paint, the shadow of leaves fell on her pretty face: "I have nothing to do with you, if it is an acquaintance can accept, but for this kind of thing to ask you, my self-esteem tells me, can't do."
Her words, has made his position, an Tianxiang silently staring at her, fingers slightly tightened.
Yang Ning was more stubborn and proud than all the others who came to him before.
In that dilapidated village, she only relied on such lonely courage to grow up in such extreme preference.
An Tianxiang's eyes are thoughtful. It seems that this is the first time for him to speculate about another person's mood. This kind of feeling is wonderful, but there is no need to exist.
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