Before meeting Liu Yifei, Yang Mo couldn't believe that such a fresh and refined fairy woman could say "fuck", but after getting along with him for a short time, he felt that it was very normal because she was so cute and cute.
Yes, she looks like a silly lady when she smiles.
Compared to the fresh and refined fairy sister on TV, Yang Mo actually prefers the cute little girl in front of her, because she is more real and fun.
The filming of the commercial was very simple, but the two of them had sex many times. The reason was that they could not hold back their laughter because the plot was so retarded that even bloody idol dramas would not dare to do it like this. In the end, the director had to make a decision
The original face-to-face chat turned into a monologue. Yang Mo only needed to keep shooting, and then finally hugged Liu Yifei, while Liu Yifei finished all the lines alone.
The separate shooting progressed very quickly. The shooting was completed in less than half an hour, and then it was handed over to post-production. It will probably take about half a month before it can be seen on the TV screen.
After the filming, the big star Liu Yifei actually sent an invitation to Yang Mo: "Big star, would you like to come to my house to play? We are having a party tonight."
"I have work later. But I may have time in the evening. Give me your phone number and I'll call you tonight." Yang Mo asked Liu Yifei her phone number without leaving any trace.
The cute Liu Yifei didn't think much, took out her mobile phone and told Yang Mo her phone number, and then asked: "Do you want my domestic mobile phone number? You can contact me when you return to China in the future."
"Of course." Yang Mo nodded quickly, saving Liu Yifei's phone number in his mobile phone would be a good way to show off his face. When the monkeys and the others found out, they would die of envy.
Liu Yifei gave Yang Mo her domestic mobile phone number. After Yang Mo saved both numbers, she said, "Okay, I'll call you tonight!"
"Let's contact you tonight, let's go, bye." Liu Yifei waved to Yang Mo and walked out under the leadership of her assistant. When she was about to reach the door, she turned around and said, "By the way, I have to stay in the United States for another week. By then
Let’s go and watch you play live.”
"Okay. I will definitely help you get the two seats closest to the court." Yang Mo patted his chest and agreed. The big star was willing to come to support him, so he naturally welcomed him.
"Then...see you tonight." Liu Yifei waved her hand again and walked out.
After Liu Yifei left, Yang Mo laughed happily. He didn't know why he was so happy.
"Handsome Yang, don't you fall in love with Liu Yifei?" The director came over and followed Yang Mo's gaze as he looked at the departing Liu Yifei. He asked gossiping.
"No way? I just met her, okay?" Yang Mo quickly denied, but at the end he did not forget to remind: "Don't spread scandals randomly. It will have a bad influence on her. She is a beautiful girl."
"Don't worry, I'm very strict with my mouth." The director chuckled, and then said leisurely: "But I think you two are a good match. You are both talented and handsome, both in height and appearance, and they are a perfect match. And when you two were filming commercials, you were too
They seem to be a couple."
"Oh, really?"
"You'll know when you watch the finished film."
"Okay then. I'm leaving now. I hope we have another chance to work together next time." Yang Mo shook hands with the director politely and then waved goodbye.
He walked to the door of the studio and called Lu Xueman to tell her that the shooting was finished. After a while, she took a taxi, and then Yang Mo rushed to the next location and accepted CCTV's interview in the suite of the Hilton Hotel.
Interview.
The person who came to interview this time was a beautiful little girl, who was not the same reporter who had a conflict with her during the draft. Of course, it was impossible for Lu Xueman to arrange for that reporter to interview Yang Mo again.
The content of the cctv interviews were all very positive and not gossipy. At most, they asked about the relationship within the team. Of course, Yang Mo politely said that it was very harmonious. Then he chatted with the reporter about the basketball trip. Finally, the beautiful reporter asked
Yang Mo: "Now you have become a well-known star, but you have never played in a national team before. When the national team recruits you in the future, will you play as soon as possible?"
"It depends on what kind of competition it is. If it is a big event that brings glory to the country, of course I am bound to do it. But if it is an invitational competition, an exhibition competition, etc., I will not participate." Yang Mo replied seriously, not forgetting the end.
Added: "So, please also ask the relevant leaders not to ask me to go back and play some irrelevant invitational exhibition games because of certain political achievements. If I refuse you then, everyone will look bad."
Yang Mo's words were very direct. The reporter was stunned for a moment, then smiled and ended the interview: "Okay, thank you Yang Mo for taking the time to accept our interview during the busy season. Goodbye, audience friends.
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Yang Mo also waved to the camera. After turning off the phone, Yang Mo breathed a sigh of relief. He turned back to Lu Xueman and said, "There is another interview, right?"
"Well, yes." Lu Xueman nodded, and then politely sent the CCTV reporter out. After a while, he came back and said slightly tiredly: "In this media era, reporters are the uncrowned kings. If you offend
I can’t afford it, I really can’t afford to offend you.”
"What's wrong with this? Don't you think the American media scolds me every day?" Yang Mo shrugged and said disapprovingly.
"Dear, you think that China is the same as the United States. Although the American media is biased, at least it still reports overwhelmingly negative reports on you. In China, it is directly banned." Lu Xueman said angrily as he lay lazily on the sofa.
"Just seal it." Yang Mo didn't take it seriously.
"It's easy to say, don't you know how big the domestic market is now? You will probably make most of your money in the country in the future, and sponsors will only pay you high prices because of the Chinese market behind you. You are in the United States,
Can you compete with LeBron James? Can you compete with Kobe Bryant? There are so many talents here, but you are the only one in the country, do you understand?"
"Oh." Yang Mo promised calmly.
After a while, someone knocked on the door. A young man with a slightly wretched appearance walked in. As soon as he came in, he enthusiastically introduced himself to Yang Mo: "Hello, Yang Mo, I am a reporter from the Basketball Pioneer News.
My name is Wang Tuo."
"Uh, hello." Yang Mo nodded, and then pointed to the seat opposite: "Sit down, hurry up and chat, I have something else to do after we finish talking."
"Hey, okay." Wang Tuo nodded and took out the recorder and other equipment. Just as he was about to ask a question, Yang Mo's cell phone rang. Yang Mo picked it up and saw it was an unfamiliar number. He hesitated. Sorry.
He smiled at Wang Tuo and pressed the answer button.
"Hey, is it Yang?" A rich male voice came over. He spoke in English.
"Yes, you are?"
"Kobe Bryant."
"Oh, Kobe. Have you got your signatures ready? I'm at the Hilton Hotel now. Can you bring them to me?" When Yang Mo heard it was Kobe, he immediately mentioned the thousand signatures.
Kobe Bryant on the other end of the phone took two deep breaths and said, "Okay, I'll be right over. I'm just trying to find you for another one-on-one challenge."
"Come over and talk about it." Yang Mo chuckled and hung up the phone.
At this time, Wang Tuo, who was sitting opposite, was a little dumbfounded and asked, "Did Kobe Bryant from the Lakers call you just now?"
"Ah, yes." Yang Mo nodded and said, "He sent me a thousand autographs."
"What? A thousand pictures?" Wang Tuo was even more dumbfounded.
"He lost to me." Yang Mo chuckled.
"Did he lose to you?" Wang Tuo subconsciously raised his voice to several heights and exclaimed: "You mean Kobe, the number one player in the league, lost a thousand signatures to you?"
"Huh? That's right!" Yang Mo was startled by him and asked in confusion: "Is there a problem?"
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