"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome and thank you for your ride..."
Accompanied by the sweet announcement of the stewardess, the passenger plane disappeared into the thick clouds.
Looking at the vast white clouds outside the porthole window, Zhou Ziwu was slightly distracted.
A few days of crew life have come to a successful end.
Perhaps, it will be difficult for him to forget what he has experienced these days.
Thinking back on that feeling of being so hungry that he was so weak, he still felt that his brain had gone crazy to make such a decision.
But overall, this experience was still rewarding. It was my first time to enter the film and television industry and I got to know the leaders of relevant departments.
And, the relationship with Chu Dahu has been further developed.
"Can't bear to leave?"
A gentle female voice came to my ears.
Zhou Ziwu withdrew his gaze, turned his head, and looked at Chu Qingqiu beside him.
At this moment, she had a soft curve on her red lips, but why did he feel that this smile was a little dangerous?
"It's not that I can't bear to part with it. I'm just thinking about what kind of feedback will be waiting for me after the movie is released."
"You're really not reluctant to leave?" Chu Qingqiu didn't answer his words, and her smile deepened.
"After all, this is your first time in the group. There are so many people in the group, but there are no friends you can't bear to leave behind? For example, Director Huang, or some female actors..."
"No!" Zhou Ziwu interrupted her and said sternly: "I've only been here for a few days, so there are no friends I don't want to leave. As for Director Huang, we have worked together so many times, and there is no one I don't want to leave."
"Don't talk about me, let's talk about you. Why do I feel that Aunt Du has let you go free during this period of time? She kept you busy before and wished you could spend every day on the plane."
He did feel a little strange.
Previously, Qingmeng wished that Chu Dahu could practice the art of self-discipline and participate in various gold-making activities.
During this period of time, Chu Dahu was obviously leisurely. He was busy delivering soup to himself and attending Shi Yue's concert as a guest.
This was almost unimaginable before. Du Qing and Qing Meng would not let this "money tree" sit idle like this.
Chu Qingqiu shook his head, with a confused look on his face, "I don't know, the company really rarely contacted me during this period."
"Aunt Du has changed her gender?"
…
Qingmeng Media.
Looking at the closed door of the chairman's office, Zhao Huarong muttered in his heart.
How many days have passed, why did Mr. Du suddenly think of giving himself a holiday?
In the hearts of all Qingmeng employees, President Du is an absolute strong woman.
As the helm of the company, he clocks in as diligently as an ordinary employee every day and has never been late, let alone absent from work.
Even if she was absent from time to time, she would go out to talk business with people instead of eating, drinking and having fun.
But in the past month, she has not only been absent from work occasionally, but has also been "disappearing" in recent days.
People from the company were able to contact her, but they didn't know where she was. When asked, they only got the reply "will be back as soon as possible", and then nothing more happened.
What's even stranger is that she issued a direct order to Zhao Huarong, Chu Qingqiu's manager.
It was said that during this period, after Chu Qingqiu finished the work at hand, he would not continue to take on other tasks for her, which made Zhao Huarong very surprised.
Is this to hide people in the snow?
Zhao Huarong tried hard but couldn't think of a reason for Mr. Du to do this.
…
Night falls.
at home.
Zhou Ziwu rarely became a "group favorite".
The dining table is full of his favorite dishes.
Zhang Suyue was so distressed that she almost cried when she learned that her son had been starving for two days on the set while filming. While she kept putting vegetables into his bowl, she scolded Huang Liqiang for being inhumane and not caring about people's lives for the sake of filming.
No matter how Zhou Ziwu explained it, Zhang Suyue didn't believe it was voluntary.
Later, he stopped trying to persuade her. My mother was still angry and it would be unsightly to point the gun at herself.
Zhou Wenshan knew that Huang Lizheng was innocent. Yi Wanqiu had already informed him of the entire situation on the phone before.
However, he did not open his mouth to explain to Zhang Suyue, because later Huang Lizheng contacted him and asked him to help cooperate with the crew to promote Zhou Ziwu's "dedication" behavior.
From Zhou Wenshan's point of view, although the matter of starving people was not Huang Liqian's idea, he at least acquiesced to it.
It's not a bad thing to get scolded.
After meal.
Zhou Wenshan called Zhou Ziwu to the study.
"Dad, do you have something to do with me?"
Seeing the serious look on his father's face, Zhou Ziwu said doubtfully.
Zhou Wenshan nodded, "Director Huang has contacted me and asked me to cooperate with him and promote your glorious deeds on the crew. Do you know this?"
When Zhou Ziwu heard this, a shy smile appeared on his face, and he said happily: "I heard Sister Yi mentioned it, dad, please communicate with them. When you publish the press release, don't be too exaggerated, just tell the truth.
"
"I refused." There was no smile on Zhou Wenshan's face. "I don't think this is something worth publicizing. On the contrary, I think it makes people lose face."
Zhou Ziwu was stunned.
"Ziwu." Zhou Wenshan looked at him, "Your main job is singing and you are not good at acting. I understand this. But since you took this job, you should take it seriously."
After Zhou Ziwu heard this, he felt a little dissatisfied. Is this not serious?
But he didn't speak because Zhou Wenshan didn't give him a chance to speak.
As if he knew what his son was thinking, Zhou Wenshan continued: "You may think that because of the weakness after being injured and going on a hunger strike for two days for the performance, you can no longer be dedicated. But I tell you, you are wrong!"
"As an actor, you don't want to think about how to improve your acting skills. Instead, you use this method of damaging your body to perform a scene that, in my opinion, is not very difficult."
"Isn't this a glamorous excuse for your laziness? With such a big crew, you still have a reputation."
"Whether you find an instructor, perform it over and over again, and try and make mistakes over and over again. If you really want to do it, I believe you have enough time in two days."
"But you chose the most brutal method."
"Dad, please stop talking." Zhou Ziwu blushed when he was told that. He was too embarrassed to face his father's gaze.
He looked at the cracks in the tiles under his feet and wished he could get in.
"I admit, I was lazy this time."
Zhou Wenshan also stopped talking about him and stopped talking about him.
He stood up from the chair, came to Zhou Ziwu, and put his hands on his shoulders.
My son has grown taller than me.
"The most important thing is, don't use this kind of hurtful method in the future. Your mother will be sad."
Listening to his father's warm words, Zhou Ziwu raised his head and asked, "What about you?"
Zhou Wenshan put down his hand, coughed, walked around him, and left his back, "You've been on a plane all day, go to bed early."
After saying that, he opened the door and went out.
Zhou Ziwu looked at the empty door and smiled.
…
"ah?"
The head of the publicity and preparation department for the "Secret History of Daliang" crew looked into the phone and let out a surprised sound.
"They refused? Really or not?"
After receiving a positive answer, he thought for a moment and said, "In that case, let's ignore them and let's do it ourselves."
"Remember, don't use official accounts, break the news in the name of the crew."