Wang Yi came closer to the screen and took a look. Her mind was filled with questions. She was even more angry and said to herself, "I haven't said anything yet? What does this mean?"
Just click on his profile picture and add him to the blacklist.
What does it mean that she can think whatever she likes? What Wang Yiyi wants most right now is definitely that she doesn't want to see Zhou Ze again.
The whole movement was as skillful as if it had been done a hundred and eighty times, done in one go without any hesitation.
"What's wrong?" Sister Qing deliberately stayed two steps behind and followed Wang Yiyi, "When you get to the scene, you can go and take the photos with peace of mind. You must take the makeup photos carefully. Leave the rest to me."
"It's nothing." Wang Yi quickly locked the phone screen, turned it upside down in his hand, and nodded to Sister Qing, "Okay, I understand."
Sister Qing had a panoramic view of Wang Yiyi's series of movements. She sat down with Wang Yiyi and whispered in her ear to comfort her, "President Zhou probably just had a slippery hand, and everyone will forget about it in two days."
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Sister Qing saw that Wang Yiyi was not answering, so she gently patted Wang Yiyi's hand holding the phone, "You can't be so stupid and deliberately."
Wang Yi shook his free hand, indicating that he didn't want to mention him anymore, and turned to talk about another matter, "But Sister Qing, how come the good male lead is replaced? When I was studying the script.
Isn’t it still fine?”
"I don't know either." It was rare for Sister Qing to have uninformed news. "But you will definitely be dragged to socialize in the evening. If you are really curious, find a chance to ask Teacher Bian."
Wang Yiyi brushed his hair as if nothing had happened, lowered his peaked cap lower, and was still struggling pointlessly, "Can I not go?"
"No!" Sister Qing looked helpless and immediately switched from private matters to official matters, "What are you thinking? It's only the first day. Can you cooperate with me?"
Of course Zhou Ze also knew that after he sent those words, it was absolutely impossible to wait for Wang Yiyi's reply.
Even if there was, he didn't want to see it and didn't even think about it. Wang Yiyi would definitely not say anything nice to him.
He was still immersed in the erroneous idea that he had just gotten over his addiction and wanted to fuck her for a while, but he had no idea that he had already been dragged into the blacklist.
What's more, from his point of view, although he knows that he is partly wrong, he still wants to compare it with something.
One of Zhou Ze's many "funny friends" sent a warm invitation, "Hey, once your Wang Yi leaves, you have nothing to do at home alone. Why don't you come over and play?"
"Okay." Zhou Ze lazily raised his eyelids, turned on the speakerphone, and kept writing and drawing on the paper with a pen in his hand, "Is it okay if I bring two more people?"
"Two?", the person on the other end of the phone agreed readily, "Zhou Laoer, what you said is so disrespectful to me, twenty is no problem."
Zhou Ze capped the pen cap and threw it back into the pen holder, "Okay, see you later."
He stood up, pushed the chair back under the table, picked up the coat hanging on the hanger, and was walking to the door to push the door open when he suddenly thought of something. He closed the door again, turned around and walked back.
Zhou Ze couldn't hold on for more than a few minutes, but he couldn't help but want to send a message to Wang Yiyi.
This time he comforted himself by saying that he had corrected his mistake and tried to make amends. He gave Wang Yi a shot, "I will go to the small building to pick up Wu Quan later. He said that he has been quite bored at home recently."
"Don't worry.", you all know it.
In the few words on the line below, only "Don't worry" was typed. Zhou Ze saw a line below the previous message, "The message has been sent, but has been rejected by the other party."
Separating these words, Zhou Ze knew every word, but together, he read them twice, one after another, and the smile instantly froze at the corner of his mouth, and then he realized belatedly, "Am I being blocked?"
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Zhou Ze walked around the office several times holding his clothes. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, "Okay, very good, very good."
Wang Yiyi's temper is getting worse day by day, and he even resorts to blacklisting people.
What else can be done?
Of course, he turned his grief and anger into alcohol.
Zhou Ze walked straight to Lu Bin's office and knocked on the door. Without waiting for his reply, he stuck his head in, pointed his finger outside, and urged, "Let's go, let's go drink."
Lu Bin heard the voice and said without raising his head, "Come in and sit for a while while I finish this."
Zhou Ze just had to put the words "I'm very unhappy now" on his face, but unfortunately, Lu Bin didn't see it, "Hurry down when you're done, I'll wait for you in the car."
Although Lu Bin didn't see his expression, the emotion of "I'm very unhappy" can be expressed in various ways, such as the tone of voice.
"It will be the same if I look at it tomorrow." Lu Bin closed the document in hand and got up from the chair, "What's wrong? Isn't it okay just now?"
Zhou Ze didn't want to answer, so he waved his hand and abruptly changed the subject, "Follow me to pick up someone first."
"Who?"
Zhou Ze reached out and pressed the elevator button. Before the elevator door closed, he took a step back and said expressionlessly: "Wang Yiyi's brother."
Lu Bin: "This"
"So, young master, why did you look so dejected just now?" Of course, Lu Bin only dared to ask himself in his heart, and by the way, he complained in a low voice to the man behind him who had an unpredictable and easy-to-control temperament.
Master.
Before the name Zhou Ze became a household name, he had a more widely known title, that is, Young Master Tuesday of the Zhou family.
Compared with Mr. Zhou who has already made a name for himself in the business world at a young age and has become one of the best rising stars, Mr. Zhou from the film academy is so low-key that he still gets up early to get a training room to practice.
Worrying about whether I can get a good grade in the semester exam, I practiced all night long.
To the outside world, he is just an ordinary college student. He was chosen by the director at a glance when he came to the school to select actors. This is also the most common thing that happens in film schools, and all students are accustomed to it.
But there are differences among these people.
Some people, as soon as they enter school, can directly go out to practice and learn professional knowledge in specific practices, while some people, after four years of learning professional knowledge, have not been able to get a chance to put their full skills into practice.
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Zhou Ze considers himself to be a very lucky person. During the final performance of his freshman year, he happened to meet the director who was invited to participate and was also one of the judges.
He stood on the stage, wearing the costume of the time, and was asked by the director: "Young man, I have a role here, do you want to try it?"
The name of the director in front of me is astonishing. He is their honorary alumnus and the role that every filmmaker dreams of.
Just as the director didn't ask him any other questions, Zhou Ze didn't ask any questions in return. He held the microphone tightly and agreed, "It's an honor."