"Little girl, do you think I did wrong?" Lin Gang knew Han Tianning's straightforward temper and helplessly spread out his hands. "Isn't this just an impromptu performance?" The contract also has an additional provision. We didn't want the show to sell at a similar box office. "
"We should have solved the problem at the root." Han Tianning pursed his lips and said seriously, "A good script is a soul. Only good directors and actors are useless."
Lin Gang looked at her for a long time, then smiled and waved his hand, "Anyway, tell me, if there's no gimmick in these films, it will be really terrible, and it will also affect Haoyu's popularity."
Song Haojun looked at the makeup mirror and saw Han Tianning walk in.
"There's no soup made today." Having finished all the food in the thermal insulation box, Song Haojun looked at the script, and said this indifferently.
"Because time is a bit tight, I'm afraid you'll get hungry …" Han Tianning quickly explained.
"Did you go to Fenghuang headquarters this morning?" Interrupting her, Song Haojun asked.
"Mm …" Han Tianning looked at his smelly face in the mirror. "No, I was delayed on other matters."
"Where did he go?" Song Haojun's face didn't have much expression, but he was still a little smelly as he asked.
"Look at a friend." Han Tianning replied without saying Zhang Qi's name.
"Friends?" Song Haojun's eyes finally flashed, and he stretched out his hand to pull her in front of him, "I already said that I am not allowed to see Zhang Qi, so why aren't you listening?"
"How do you know …" Han Tianning wouldn't lie. She was curious as to why Song Haojun knew of her whereabouts, because he had been on set all morning.
"In the Second Affiliated Hospital, Mrs. Song was chatting with a man for over 70 minutes while driving a Lanziboni." Song Haojun tightened his grip and stared at her coldly, "That man was her ex-boyfriend."
"What do you think about this news?" Seeing her panicked look, Song Haojun pushed her away and looked at the script again.
"It's not like that. Today, I was... "It's an accident …" Han Tianning's head felt a little heavy. She didn't think that Doggie had patted her.
He didn't expect that the news would reach Song Haojun's ears so quickly.
Song Haojun continued to look at Taibai Jinxing, he was truly angered to death by this stupid woman. As he was walking in the morning, the second male lead, who was resting, suddenly took out his cell phone to read the gossip. He even innocently ran up to Haoyu and said, "Hao Jun, is this Ning Ning?" Why was it secretly filmed? Who is this man?
He threw the phone into the trash can on the spot. Even if this dumb woman went to see Zhang Qi, she didn't know how to avoid the paparazzi and the media, causing him to lose face on the set.
Song Haojun ignored her explanation, silently looking at his lines.
"I was afraid that you'd be angry because his mother was sick, so I went to the hospital …" Han Tianning's explanation didn't seem to have any effect. She didn't think that there would be a conflict at the set this morning.
"Don't disturb my recitation." Song Haojun finally spoke.
Han Tianning shut his mouth and exited the dressing room. He immediately used his cell phone to browse the news.
Mrs. Song's newlyweds cheated, and she met with her gentle little boyfriend.
Song Haojun was the real GAY? Confirmation of his wife's cheating...
What kind of messy news was this?
He even pulled on Song Hao Jun, making him gossip deeply about Song Hao's sexual orientation.
After switching off the phone, Han Tianning was really annoyed that she wasn't careful. She was used to protecting the artist's privacy, but she forgot that her current identity was different.
"Mrs. Song, did you enjoy yourself in the morning?" A good-looking man walked up to Han Tianning's side and asked with ill intentions.
Han Tianning looked at him. This was a newcomer from Star Condensation, a major in the department. He had also received the award before, Wang Peng.
He was a very cocky young artiste who played the big name and had a lot of negative news.
"Wang Peng, how could you ask Mrs. Song like that?" The other female lead or number four, who was also an artiste from Star Condensation, hooked his arm around Wang Peng's shoulder and giggled, "Be careful not to continue throwing your phone away."
Han Tianning's pretty eyebrows creased slightly. This time, not only was the script not good, but even the quality of the actors was not high.
Since not all of the cast were from the Pinnacle Appraisal Company, most of the people the director was looking for were from under Star Condensation, so there were often conflicts between the two factions.
Star Condensation artists did not have any self-discipline, and there were practically no real artists. However, Star Condensation was willing to spend money. Many of the rankings were results they had obtained through spending money.
The boastful air of the company affected all the artists, so even this group of small characters were so arrogant that they did not know how to be polite.
"I say, Mrs. Song, aren't you... Can't Song Haojun satisfy you at night? That's why he went to find the adonis? Or could it be said that Song Haojun was really not interested in women? "I know a lot of GAYs …"
"Please take back what you just said without responsibility." Because of Han Tianning's work relationship, he had once interacted with the artists under Star Condensation. However, he had never thought that these new artists were of such poor quality.
"Why don't you consider me?" With a mischievous smile, he walked in front of Han Tianning. Wang Peng had been indulged in the company's indulgence, moreover, he really hated the unrivaled handsome Song Haojun, the number one brother of Peak-Huang Company.
The guy was always picky when it came to acting in the right hands, and because of his too bright face, every female on the set moved closer to him.
After all, he was still the second male lead, and he was thoroughly ignored this time.
He had been looking for a chance to defeat the pride of the heavens.
"Is someone like you tired of living from trying to seduce my woman?" An ice-cold voice sounded out from the dressing room. Song Haojun held his script as he looked at Wang Peng who was closing in on Han Tianning.
"It was just a joke." Wang Peng calmly left Han Tianning a bit and said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "Mrs. Song's skin is really good. She must have been nourished by a man, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately covered his stomach, and his pretty face began to contort.
Song Haojun's movements were very fast, his fist striking the back of his stomach, he quickly withdrew his punch, maintaining an elegant posture as he said calmly, "I really hate to make fun of my woman."
Han Tianning only felt a strong gust of wind sweep past him. Before she could clearly see how Song Haojun had punched him, Wang Peng had already fallen to his knees, clutching his stomach.
"Ah …" "They're fighting …" The woman beside Wang Peng screamed, then started shouting at the top of her lungs.
"What are you doing?" Although Han Tianning really wanted to ruthlessly beat up this rude man, he only thought about it. She was someone who could control her own temper; he didn't expect that Song Haojun would act so recklessly.
Song Haojun and Wang Peng still want to filming together!
The director and producer rushed over. With a pale face, Wang Peng had already stood up and pounced towards Song Haojun in embarrassment and anger.
"Stop!" Han Tianning was dumbfounded. She had only met actors who were scheming and scheming on the inside and outside of a movie set. She had also met actors who were incompatible with each other, or who quarreled over acting, but never actors who started fighting without saying a single word.
Thus, when Wang Peng rushed over with a twisted face, she reflexively blocked in front of Song Haojun.
If the media were to find out about this matter, wouldn't it be a disgrace?
He viciously punched her right rib.
"Hurry up and pull!" The director hurriedly had the staff members come forward to stop them, before standing in front of Song Haojun and Han Tianning, "Go back to the dressing room."
Song Haojun's eyes became fierce. He didn't move an inch and blocked off the director and producer's hands. With his long legs, he walked towards Wang Peng, who was still cursing.
"Song Haojun, don't be so childish!" Han Tianning desperately tugged at his arm, feeling a dull ache beneath his right rib.
Fighting is a child's thing, right? This was the crew.
The director and producer looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong. Song Haojun's eyes were so cold that it seemed as if he wanted to kill someone.
The assistant director clenched his teeth and whispered to Wang Peng to shut up. Ever since the opening of this movie, the celebrities with the stars constantly conflicted each other, causing the crew to have a headache.
"Do you think a heavy fist is enough for a man? Your father has seen it before …
"Shut up!" The assistant director was very familiar with Star Condensation, so he really wanted to stop Wang Peng from talking. "Don't let me call Director Qing and bring you back to face the wall!"
"It's just a joke. Little Song, go back to the dressing room and be magnanimous." Han Tianning was also very afraid of this Song Haojun. He was really afraid that he would kill that Star Condensation artiste.
"That's right, the lights and props are all ready. Hurry up and fix your makeup and get ready to move." The director hurriedly said.
"Song Haojun, stop messing around. Everyone in the crew is waiting for the beginning. Don't try to play along with your temper." Han Tianning endured the pain as he stood in front of Song Haojun, hugging his waist and using all his strength to stop his advance.
No one here dared to block Song Haojun, only she could block him.
Song Haojun finally stopped his steps, looking at the little head on his chest.
Sensing that he had stopped, Han Tianning raised his head. Sweat dripped from his forehead as he spoke softly, "Go to the dressing room and prepare your appearance, alright?"
Clenching his lips, Song Haojun stared at her, his eyes filled with anger.
However, his tensed muscles gradually relaxed. He looked maliciously at Wang Peng, who was dragged far away by the staff, then turned around and walked towards the dressing room.
Han Tianning had been standing in the dressing room with his head lowered uneasily.
It was her fault today. If she had been a bit more careful while traveling, she wouldn't have been caught and mocked.
Song Haojun was definitely very angry. He had always been a person who couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes.
Let alone the fact that a newcomer would say something like that in front of him, even if it was an older senior, if they offended him, Song Haojun would return the blow mercilessly.
Don't provoke him, he will be an angel.
If he provoked him, Song Haojun would immediately turn into a devil.
"It's in the dressing room. You're not allowed to come out." Song Haojun changed his appearance, and on the way out, he said fiercely to Han Tianning, "Until I finish filming the scene, reflect on what you did today."
The stylist Ah'Bao looked at Han Tianning with sympathy. After Song Haojun left the room, he said in a low voice, "When Song Haojun gets angry, it's really scary."
Han Tianning forced a smile as he dutifully played the role of wife. "He rarely loses his temper."
"That Wang Peng, he's really too arrogant." The stylist shook his head and complained, "The artists under Star Condensation are hard to deal with. Last time, I helped them create a model, and it took a whole day for our class …"