novellhall Chapter 15 The fate of evil (please collect, please recommend!)
Chapter 15 The fate of evil (please collect, please recommend!)
Chapter 15 The fate of evil (please collect, please recommend!)
Temporary office on set.
"Hey, ma'am."
"Oh, I think the escort of the guards is too high-profile, and we don't brag about our identity like a certain snow."
"By the way, Mom's birthday is coming soon, I'm going to give her a gift, I'm sure she likes it."
"What gift? Of course it's a song. She likes to listen to "Blue and White Porcelain". I found a musician and made a Chinese style."
Ke Lan sturdily stretched out his legs and placed them on the table, with a file in his hand to sharpen his nails, and tilted his head to make a phone call.
"I originally wanted to ask a music company for a song, but now I am sure to ask him. Who is the genius of lyrics and music that you like to listen to "Fireworks is Easy to Cold"."
"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, let's stop talking, hang up, I'm here waiting for the turtle to be caught in the urn, I have to buy his songs!"
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"Ding, "The Right Way in the World is the Vicissitudes of Life", character: Xiao Hai (special appointment), do you sign in?"
"Sign in successfully, sign in point +5."
The fifteen-day period has come, and the Dragon King returns home.
Ye Qin took off his military uniform quickly and neatly, and then ran out of the crew without daring to turn his head.
Ke Lan seems to have a twitchy plot, like Princess Jianning, the stronger and more domineering you are, she will be as soft as a thread, entwined with death.
Let him write something about Chinese style.
Playing hide-and-seek with her these days is so annoying!
"Hey, Ye Qin, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Sun Honglei, who was sitting on the lounge chair, showed a cheap smile. "Kelan isn't here, she won't be able to find you in a while, she has to ask us a few questions!"
These days, Ye Qin is a story meeting in the crew. What kind of brave and invincible Ye Bold sacrificed his life to save people, what a superb death scene to suppress Ke Lan, and the most damaging thing is that Miss Ke Lan's daughter chasing a little lover is made up.
The uc editorial department directly called the good guy, come to work in any play!
Ye Qin had a sad face, looked around carefully, confirmed that there was no trace of Ke Lan, and heaved a sigh of relief.
Depressed: "Master, you don't care about your dream lover?"
"She belongs to Mu Zhenfang now." Sun Honglei laughed and glanced at Guo Guangping, who was smoking and reading the script. "Really, Guo Team?"
Guo Guangping, deputy captain of the drama team of the Political Department of the Jinling Military Region, graduated from the military art of the eight classics, and was the senior of Sha Yi, Shen Teng and Yang Yang.
He asked curiously, "Hey, Xiao Ye, what are you doing? Why did Ke Lan transfer the guards away?"
"Team Guo's question has touched my heart." Sun Honglei said with a pat on the thigh.
"Hey, Brother Guo, you have to ask Mr. Kelan about this. The guards follow him. I'm a commoner and can't move."
This time, because of the play, Ye Qin decided to make a big fate, and called each other brothers with Guo Guangping, Fan Xiliang, Hua Qiang and others, and left each other's mobile phone numbers.
In the future filming, I may not allow the nobles to help, but I will push it again.
Even after returning home, Mrs. Wu acts as a demon again, without involving Liu Neng, going north to Yanjing, and changing from horizontal drift to north drift, it is also a method.
"Look at Hong Lei, they have a secret." Guo Guangping joked.
Ye Qin was embarrassed, could he say that his subconscious Bajiquan almost hit the guards in the listed military area?
"Actually, older women are good too, they hurt people." Sun Honglei patted him on the shoulder inexplicably, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, his words were sincere.
Ye Qin's heart was tight, he was in Tianya scarf, and Qi Hua said that he had eaten the melons of Sun Honglei and Ding Jiali.
Said he was ungrateful, "Alai" in "Like Fog, Like Rain and Like Wind" is the character Ding Jiali begged.
After the fire broke out.
He also believed in it blindly, and was later hammered by the great god Zhihu. He has reason and evidence, please, before Ren Huaqiang acted in a TV series, he was the winner of the Plum Blossom Award, the highest award in the drama industry.
Also because of breakdance, I went to the Spring Festival Gala in 95.
Before "Like Fog", he had acted as a big boss in the Beijing circle, Zhao Baogang's "Never Rest Your Eyes", do you need to kneel and beg?
After half a month of contact, Ye Qin was convinced of Brother Huaqiang's strength.
"Stop chatting, Brother Guo, Brother Huaqiang, I won't be able to catch up with that second-way car for a while."
"Next time you go to Hengdian to film, the little brother will be the host. The expensive ones can't afford it, but the food stalls can still afford karaoke!"
"Go on, Leaf!"
With everyone's goodbye, Ye Qin sneaked into the temporary office.
Half before the play, half after the play.
Peeking through the cracks of the door, he saw Ke Lan wrapped his arms around his chest and raised his head proudly, like an eagle catching a chicken.
"Payment, come in."
Xiang Yong looked at the pair of living treasures and sighed endlessly. Regardless of family background, if Ke Lan was Ye Qin's age, the two would be a perfect match.
"The money is on the table, count it."
Ye Qinzhu didn't take it with him, just put it in his bag, joking, will the crew of Yangma's premiere deduct him for this amount of money?
"Guide, I don't have a show in the afternoon, I'll ask for leave to go out." Ke Lan said with a smile.
"You, let's think more about the drama. The front is like a mature female warrior, but the back is a girl, and the front and rear are reversed."
Due to this sister's background, Xiang Yong did not dare to say too much. "If it wasn't for the deadline, would you believe Zhang Dao burned the film and asked you to retake it?"
"Today I promised him to take him to the station."
Curran was wearing a black gauze top and smoky gray jeans, and at a glance, her makeup was obviously well-dressed.
When she spoke, her eyes were deliberately cast to Ye Qin, who was stunned.
Damn, when did I ask for it?
Carrying the bag, he wanted to run away, thinking of Ke Lan's threatening gaze, his anger was cold, he didn't dare to be angry, he didn't dare to be angry.
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Yanjing West Railway Station.
As soon as it was completed ten years ago, the first station in Asia was really proud, but now it has become a disaster for Yanjing.
It is difficult to enter the station, difficult to exit the station, difficult to pick up people, difficult to park, so that it is not the Spring Festival, it is better than the Spring Festival, the wide North Square is still crowded with people.
Buzzing, the car parked on the side of the road, immediately arousing everyone's onlookers.
Ye Qin angrily got off the wild Hummer.
Along the way, unexpectedly not as difficult as he imagined, and did not ask any bizarre questions.
Just exchange mobile phone numbers, flying signals, QQ numbers.
"Ye Qin, I just want to invite a song to give away, and I will pay for it!" Ke Lan folded his hands and said shyly.
"How much is it?" Ye Qin turned his head to the side, he planned to perfunctory the whole pass line work.
"Well, don't say that sister doesn't know how to do it, 5 yuan for lyrics and music like you?"
Ke Lan stretched out 5 fingers. You know, Jay Chou, Li Zongsheng and other first-line composers only cost 30.
Lin Xi, a gold medal lyricist in Hong Kong, only costs HK$5000 for one song.
Of course, they all have song profit dividends.
If you just write lyrics and don't talk about dividends, Fang Yeshan has about 10 songs, which are priceless and unmarketable.
The song that can be given away has a hammer profit, and he, a third-rate talent singer, cannot be signed.
However, 5 can put out a near fire.
Ye Qin asked, "Mr. Ke Lan, Chinese style?"
"Of course it's Chinese style." Ke Lanyi was in the car body, clasping his arms.
"Chinese style, I can't write it for the time being, I have no inspiration." Ye Qin smiled bitterly.
"Can't write it? Who wrote the song "Huaxia" recorded in the finals of the semi-finals!"
Curran blinked, "I heard someone say that you still have a lot of manuscripts. You can choose one from the manuscripts."
Yang Enci, you bastard!
How could you forget about this!
He originally planned to play "Huaxia" in the finals, and the demo is still there.
Ye Qin murmured in his heart, "Hey, if it's not just a song, it should be a song to eliminate disasters and send the god of plague, three generations of generals, and they can't afford to offend.
"Cough, I'll go back and think about it."
"It's almost there."
Ke Lan tilted his head sideways, "Then please, it must be completed before half a month, no shoddy production is allowed, sisters will give away, very important people."
"If you don't pass the customs, let's see if I don't fly to Hengdian in person and block your door!"
Ye Qin's face was full of bitterness. "Half a Pot of Yarn" and "The Silk Thread" were directly crossed out from the small books. This kind of pseudo-national style that became popular in later generations, according to this master's taste, would definitely not make a difference.
Don't even think about "Sorrow of Leaving People". Originally copied from Tailor Yuan, there was no psychological burden at all. Those who copied people would always copy them.
Heh, it's just the Hongyan Jie of the Empress's "The Legend of Zhen Huan", and the "Rolling Bead Curtain" of a certain respect, he can't bear it.
After some thoughts, Ke Lan saw him frowning and pursed his lips: "Well, I won't take advantage of you too much. If you want to satisfy me, do me a favor."
"Busy?" Ye Qin asked in surprise.
"Singers should sing well, don't waste the talent bestowed by God. What kind of play, though, ahem, you did a good job."
Kelan opened the door, his eyes were meaningful.
"Let's go, I will contact you later depending on the situation. Maybe I will ask you about acting. I heard Director Zhang say that your acting is not bad."
I believe in you?
Given your background, China Opera Beiying doesn't just pick one, you can read a Ph.D. After all, Zhai Tianling is also a Ph.D.
Ye Qin said falsely: "I am also a second knife."
"Then let's work together!"
Ke Lan put down his words, stepped on the accelerator, the engine roared, and a car shadow left.
How is that.
Ye Qin scratched his head, what do you like about me? Can I change it?
Even if he's too handsome, he can't change it, he's born.
With mixed feelings of joy and depression, he stepped into the crowded train station.
The buildings inside the station are so complicated, with seven turns and eight turns, and the steps go up one level after another, which is like a maze. No wonder it took someone an hour and six minutes to get out of the station after watching the news.
This broken station, how was it built in the first place!
But anyway, I can finally go home.
(End of this chapter)