Chapter 51 People always have to give up for five buckets of rice
Jiang Lin suddenly looked at her, hesitated for a moment and said, "Is it possible that there is something wrong not with my compass, but with this place?"
The two of them stood in the hotel lobby, looking at the compass and the wind spinning around, and then returned to normal.
Lin Yuan instantly felt terrified: "Senior brother, don't scare me."
"I'm not kidding, someone raised a kid, and now it can't be sealed, which caused the backlash on himself. Because the kid had too much resentment, the compass lost control." Jiang Lin took a deep look at Lin Yuan and said seriously.
"Senior brother, there are many people here, let's go back to the room and talk."
Jiang Lin looked at the hotel lobby where people were coming and going and nodded.
The two of them returned to Jiang Lin's room together.
"What's going on?" Lin Yuan asked immediately after confirming that she had locked the door.
Jiang Lin shook his head, looking like a slut: "I don't know why we didn't study hard in the first place."
When the master taught these two people, they didn't listen to anything. They just played around and learned a little bit.
Jiang Lin suddenly looked at Lin Yuan meaningfully: "Little junior sister, if you do this to me one day, don't blame senior brother for being rude."
Lin Yuan didn't think much. After washing up, she left the room and bumped into Qu Fengming.
Lin Yuan thanked Song Xiyu.
In fact, the more senior a person is, the more superstitious he is.
Lin Yuan glanced at the reply briefly, "No problem."
Song Xiyu would give her studio dividends every year, but she turned him down every time.
Few people know that the faceless designer Y at Song Xiyu Studio is her.
Lin Yuan pouted: "As long as it has nothing to do with me, I can live here."
Jiang Lin took out a talisman from nowhere and gave it to Lin Yuan like a magic trick. "The kid is very resentful this time. It will inevitably affect other people's luck. Take it to keep it safe."
Lin Yuan accepted the talisman: "Thank you, senior brother."
The whole place was silent for a moment, everyone stared at the girl's face.
I don't know if it was her imagination, but when she was leaving, she saw the black mist above Qu Fengming's head again.
Because that girl looks at least 70% similar to Lin Yuan.
Song Xiyu [Okay, I’ll pack the red carpet dress for the Golden Orchid Awards in a few days for you.]
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To rent an artist's dress, you need to contact the brand weeks or even months in advance, and the brand then applies to the senior management. This back-and-forth process takes time. Now that Xu Hui is doing this, it is clear that he is trying to trick her. If
It was not that Song Xiyu had prepared in advance. It was too late for Xu Hui to remind her.
This matter has been brewing on the Internet for quite some time, and the blogger has said nothing since he posted a long article yesterday.
She looked straight ahead and walked straight to an empty seat and sat down, not talking to anyone the whole time.
He looked ugly, with two dark circles under his eyes, and his complexion was very poor, as if he had been drained of all his energy.
Most of the dresses Xu Hui prepared for her on the red carpet were high-end wedding dresses. Although they were acceptable, they were out of sight compared to the high-end luxury.
"No, the hotel has such a large flow of people, we can't find anyone to raise this thing, so stop meddling in other people's business." Lin Yuan said with the attitude of doing more is worse than doing less.
"You are really tolerant."
"Hey, you just get used to it." Lin Yuan patted Jiang Lin's shoulder earnestly, "There are many embarrassing things in this circle that you can't think of. Raising a brat is nothing."
This is the saying that it is better to believe what is there than what is not.
For no other reason than she is no longer a member of the studio, she feels guilty about taking the money.
Song Xiyu didn't say anything, but Lin Yuan almost forgot that there was a Golden Orchid Award in a few days that she needed to attend.
Now I feel less regretful when I use the book.
I don't know if it was her imagination, but last night was the most peaceful sleep she had ever had since she checked into this hotel.
The door was pushed open from the outside, and a girl wearing a bright red dress with dark patterns and stiletto heels walked in.
Xu Hui is a real dog and has less than a week left. If Song Xiyu hadn't mentioned it to her, she would have almost forgotten about it.
A script reading meeting is a large group of directors, producers, writers, and actors sitting together to familiarize themselves with the script. The actors will try out the script. The screenwriter will revise and refine some plots at this time. When the official filming begins, the script will basically be finalized.
No major changes will be made, except under special circumstances.
This time she returned to her old business only because she owed too much debt to Pei Yi. If she didn't make some extra money, she would have to drink the northwest wind.
There is an activity room on the second floor of the hotel used as a venue for script readings.
Jiang Lin glanced at Lin Yuan coldly: "Facing this thing every day, do you feel at ease?"
At this time, Jiang Lin, who was sitting on the other side of her, looked at Lin Yuan and then at the girl not far away, a little stunned.
At this time, Song Xiyu sent her several pictures.
Even Lin Yuan couldn't help but wonder if she was dazzled when she saw her.
Qu Fengming looked at Lin Yuan deeply: "Teacher Lin seems to be very happy."
Since that time, Xu Hui basically said nothing to her and stopped doing work contacts. Two days ago, a partner came to her door and asked her why she didn't reply to messages.
People will always give up for five buckets of rice. If five buckets of rice doesn't work, then ten buckets of rice will be enough.
Lin Xuan's fans often say that she has poor fashion resources.
Jiang Lin: "..."
Although Lin Yuan had some objections to the male lead, she discovered during the last two days of the play that although Qu Fengming was not a good character, he still had some acting skills.
Think of this as a massive script kill.
It took Jiang Lin a long time to spit out these few words.
Song Xiyu [Take a look, if there are no problems, then this batch of materials is confirmed.]
The studio's Weibo is still where it was half a month ago, and she is even more diligent in her own business than her own studio.
Lin Yuan's lips almost reached behind her ears, but she still pretended to be calm and composed: "No way."
She left in a swaggering manner. For a person like Qu Fengming, she really didn't want to stay for a second longer.
By this time, everyone was almost here.
What happened yesterday must have had a great impact on him, but it doesn't matter, he deserves it!
But on the surface, Lin Yuan still had to maintain what he should maintain, "Teacher Qu, didn't you sleep well last night?"
She was the backbone of the studio back then, and the dresses she designed were sold out as soon as they went on sale. However, she later returned to China and never participated in the design again.
When I woke up, the sun outside was already shining in.
Jiang Lin's eyes almost popped out: "Little junior sister, who is that thing?"
After getting the talisman, Lin Yuan returned to the room and slept more soundly than before.
Lin Yuan sat next to Xia Liangyin, checking her cell phone and waiting for others to arrive.
"Come on, if I did these things, I wouldn't end up like this."
Lin Yuan clicked on it and took a look. It was a design draft of a high-end dress and some fabrics.
Whether it's her hairstyle, body shape or makeup, it basically matches Lin Yuan's usual look.
The only difference that can be seen is that Lin Yuan does not often wear bright red clothes, she likes light blue.
Moreover, Lin Yuan has a rather out-of-touch temperament, while that girl looks a bit cold and unkind.