On the third day after the briefing, Ye Yuwei joined the team.
I originally thought that Xia Jin would be in the group, but unexpectedly she went to shoot a commercial.
Today's first scene is with an experienced actor named Zhou Xue.
Snapped!
Ye Yuwei suddenly felt like the sky was spinning and stars were flying in his eyes.
Her tender white face suddenly became swollen.
Although she had been mentally prepared for this "fighting scene", she did not expect that the other party would be so ruthless.
This was beyond the scope of acting. Ye Yuwei was in severe pain and couldn't help but cover her face subconsciously, unable to remember a single line she had memorized.
"Director, where did you find this wild trick! Why can't you even say the lines?" Zhou Xue, who is old enough to be Ye Yuwei's mother, raised her proud neck and said with disdain.
"Stop, this scene is really fucking difficult to film, and you forced me to have a little idol who can't do anything." The director on the other side of the monitor was also furious.
This director was not Director Zhou who originally went for the casting, but another director.
Ye Yuwei, who was almost disfigured after being beaten, found that the photographers and field staff around her were looking at her with indifference or even ridicule.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault..." Ye Yuwei suppressed the grievance in her heart and bowed and apologized to everyone. She had no choice but to endure it if she wanted to stand out.
Because Ye Yuwei's face was injured, today's scene was ruined.
Just when Ye Yuwei returned to the hotel full of grievances, Xia Jin, who was at another shooting scene, was watching the video of her being beaten.
A gloating smile appeared on the face that was famous for its beauty.
"Ye Yuwei, don't think that you can get good resources in the company if you have someone behind you. This circle is not that easy to get involved with."
After turning off the video, Xia Jin dialed the phone: "Yu Wei, I heard you were injured."
"It's not that I was injured, it's because Sister Zhou didn't hold back her energy when she was acting." Ye Yuwei was afraid of leaving a bad impression on Xia Jin. Although she knew it was Zhou Xue's intention, she couldn't say anything.
"Yu Wei, you are still too kind and think of things too simply." Xia Jin's tone on the other end of the phone was filled with a hint of helplessness: "Your role originally belonged to the daughter of a friend of Zhou Xue's."
"Then is she taking revenge on me?"
"What do you think?"
"Sister Xiaoju, what should I do? I have a lot of drama with her." Ye Yuwei was scared and anxious.
"Zhou Xue is an old drama star and has a certain reputation in the circle. You are a newcomer. If the news breaks out with her, it will not be good for your reputation, and the company will also think you are too busy."
Xia Jin's words made Ye Yuwei even more panicked and scared.
"Yu Wei, I think you should be patient and ask Zhou Xue for advice on acting skills with the script. This is a disguised form of submission and gives her face. I guess she won't go too far."
Ye Yuwei thought about it and felt that Xia Jin's words made sense. The most important thing was to be able to film the scene smoothly: "Okay, Sister Xiaoju, I listen to you."
Xia Jin put down the phone over there, smiled coldly, and said to the assistant beside her: "Go and tell Zhou Xue that I helped solve the issue of her friend's child, but just a slap is not enough.
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the next day
"Why aren't we allowed into the dressing room?" Ye Yuwei's temporary assistant looked angrily. "Sister Zhou is putting on makeup inside. Just wait!"
Zhou Xue's assistant stopped outside and said something extremely arrogant.
Ye Yu was stunned, and then felt deeply humiliated
This is a public dressing room, used by important actors other than the protagonist.
However, an assistant of the other party stopped her outside and did not treat him as a person.
"What's the matter! Are you deaf?" the assistant glared at him.
"Okay then! Let Sister Zhou use it first." Helpless Ye Yuwei turned around and left.
"Humph! Who are these people? They don't care about their status. They are just a little idol who lives in the center of the earth." The assistant continued to sneer.
"Sister Yu Wei, I don't know how long it will take to make up Sister Zhou inside. You will be on stage in an hour." The assistant who was following her reminded her in a low voice.
Ye Yuwei looked back at the tightly closed door and gritted his teeth: "It's okay, I have my own way."
Seeing Ye Yuwei really leaving, Zhou Xue's assistant was slightly startled, and then looked at Ye Yuwei's assistant.
The little assistant hurriedly followed Ye Yuwei, and when he tried to persuade him again, he was stopped by the other party.
"Sister Zhou is the senior, we juniors must know the etiquette."
Without waiting for what the little assistant was saying, he left quickly.
The little assistant could only stamp his feet helplessly.
When the filming time came, just when the whole crew wanted to continue watching the jokes, Ye Yuwei, who had put on makeup, appeared on the set on time, which surprised the whole crew.
Because Ye Yuwei's makeup is exactly what the crew required. This kind of makeup is not difficult to say, but it also requires an extremely experienced makeup artist.
I didn’t see Ye Yuwei bring her makeup assistant when she came!
What they didn't know was that Ye Yuwei did all her own makeup when performing in the small theater.
Her talent and hard work allowed her to master very good makeup skills.
Unless it's too difficult, you can usually handle it.
The filming of the scene started, and this time Zhou Xue did not act like a monster again, which made Ye Yuwei let out a long sigh of relief.
Villa hall with dome.
Lan Yening, who is on the velvet, is assuming the required pose according to the artist's requirements.
In order to work for Ye Yuwei and see his mother's doctor, he quit his job in the restaurant and started working as a "high-end model".
That is, you first let the painter draw various patterns on your body, and then the painter presents it on the canvas. The pay is 100 yuan per hour, 6 hours a day.
Besides him, there are other beauties of various kinds in the studio.
According to the young ladies, these paintings will be sold to people with special needs.
What Lan Yening didn't know was that in the double-glazed corridor under the dome, there was a group of well-dressed people leisurely drinking tea and eating cakes and looking at them.
"I want the one named Lan Yening." An old man with gray hair said leisurely.
"He looks like a young boy." Another middle-aged man with a slicked back hair said with a smile.
"What a coincidence, I've also taken a liking to it." An elderly woman wearing thick foundation and full of jewels opened her scarlet mouth and laughed.
"Everyone, you all have good ideas, but what if this child doesn't obey?" A woman sitting in the shadows suddenly said.
"No? I've never seen anyone who can't kneel down in front of money," the old woman sneered.
Lan Yening naturally didn't know what happened above.
When the time was up, he went to the bathroom, washed off the paint that made him feel humiliated, and prepared to go home.
knock knock
The prestige prompt sound came.
He picked it up and saw that it was a message sent to him by Lu Zhao, as well as several missed calls from the other party.
Lan Yening deleted all these messages without even thinking about it.
It was so easy to make money the last two times. He looked back and thought about it carefully. There must be something fishy in it.
Afterwards, he asked his acquaintances in the "girl circle" about Lu Zhao.
This Lu Zhao still shared the same partitioned room with others, but he often stayed away all night.
This shows that Lu Zhao has no big benefactor at all, and he has no way to get money. In this case, how could he introduce such a good job to himself?
Lan Yening, who was thinking deeply and fearfully, never dared to reply to any messages from the other party.
At this time, the manager of the studio came over and smiled at him: "Xiao Ning, the company is organizing a model show and wants you to participate."
"Sorry, I don't have time." Lan Yening's heart moved and he did not agree to the other party.
"Xiao Ning, this is a high-end show. As long as you show up, the appearance fee is 20,000."
"I'm sorry, I really don't have time, I'm sorry."
As soon as Lan Yening heard what the other party said, his thoughts became more and more solid.
"Xiao Ning, Mr. Deng from Changfa Group wants to invite you to tea. As long as you come, I will give you a meeting fee of 50,000 yuan." The manager continued with a smile.
"Sorry manager, I know you want me to make more money, but I really can't go."
The manager was obviously a man of the scene, he smiled and didn't say anything.