MTL - Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance-Chapter 33

Thirty-three:

Ji Sixing leaned on the corner of the stairs and waited for a while for Yan Qingchi to return without power. He went out with a light of his own Buddha and acted as an elder brother.

He quietly poked out his half of his head and watched Yan Qingchi raise his hand and knocked on the door. It was fine. Soon Jiang Moyan would come out, say a few words to him, and then let him leave.

Sure enough, after a while, Jiang Moyan opened the door, Ji Sixing looked at it, his eyes flashed, Jiang Moyan spoke, he was about to say, and then it was closed.

He was thinking and saw Yan Qingchi go straight in!

Then the door closed.

Ji Sixing froze, he was stinging around the corner, only to feel unbelievable. He went in! Jiang Mozhi told himself that something was wrong and rejected him, but let an unknown newcomer walk in. Ji Sixing felt shame. He clenched his fist and his nails were embedded in the meat. Why? Why can Yanqing Pool do it, but he can't? He didn't do well enough. He flattered him and pleased him. Brother Tiantian shouted shortly, and the partner has been filming for two days. Is he better than a newcomer who doesn't have much contact with him?

Ji Sixing feels that Jiang Moji must be afraid of himself, binding himself to his superiors. After all, Yan Qingchi has nothing, and he is not bad at others. As long as the popularity goes up to the next level and he wins another prize, then he can match He is the same. Therefore, Jiang Moji is willing to deal with Yan Qingchi, which has nothing, and no matter how much he does, he will not favor him.

At that moment, Ji Sixing finally gave birth to emotions other than jealousy—Jenor, but hate was useless. Jiang Moyu was a well-known nobleman in the circle. Although no one knew his background, all Everyone knows his deep background. Even the bumper car Wei Lan, who was famous in the entertainment industry, met Jiang Moji, and he greeted him politely and politely. It's not easy for Ji Si to become popular, and he will not try to provoke Jiang Moyu. However, he smiled slightly, and for some people, don't blame him for being ruthless.

Yan Qingchi sat on the sofa, looking at the snack that had not been unsealed on the table, "What is this?"

"Ji Sixing's hometown specialty, said it was a manpower, I did not quit, why, you do not?"

"Yeah," he looked at Jiang Moyan, "I guess Su Nuan should not have."

Jiang Mo heard and said that he did not speak for a while, but opened the box of snacks directly and gave him one.

Yan Qingchi did not pick up, "If someone else gives you, you can just eat."

"When have you been so lyrical?" Jiang Mozhi said and put Dim Sum directly into his hands. "I know that some actors will do this. Well, the entertainment industry is as good as the red top, but I think he is humble, but I thought he was not this kind of person. "

"Who are you, the new film actor, the biggest wrist of the entire crew, who is not humble in front of you? Our 38th line, it is normal for others to be inconspicuous."

"Yeah, but I don't think you are humble in front of me, the thirty-eighth line, which is inconspicuous."

Yan Qingchi smiled and tilted his head and looked at him, "That's different, who made us a pair. If I were just a small actor, I would be as humble as Ji Sixing."

Jiang Moming thought about such a scene, but it seemed that he couldn't think of it. "Forget it," he said, "I'm still used to you now. Isn't it to play against you? Which scene?"

Yan Qingchi put down the dim sum and turned it over to show him, "This, the scene where He Yu and Meng Luo first met."

"it is good."

The two of them got up and found a relatively wide position. Jiang Moji took the lead in speaking, "Hello, are you Meng Luo?"

Yan Qingchi looked at him with obvious vigilance in his eyes, and his voice was very light, "are you?"

"I'm He Yu, responsible for the murder of Meng Wen, your father, on the night of September 14." Jiang Moyan said, taking out his documents and giving him a glance.

Yan Qingchi nodded. "Your colleague has come to ask before."

"I know, I just want to ask you again."

"Come in." Yan Qingchi made a move to open the door.

Two people sat down on the sofa.

Jiang Mojing looked around the room, "You have been home recently?"

"Cooking my father's funeral."

Jiang Moji looked at him, his tone was soft, but his words were not so kind. "But you don't look sad."

Yan Qingchi looked up, his eyes were very clear, and there was a flicker of light in his eyes. He asked, "So what should I do to feel sad? I shouted and asked why you haven't found the killer or howled in tears What about? "

His expression was calm, but his tone was serious, with the confusion and persistence of the teenager in his black and white eyes.

Jiang Mo froze and continued, "I didn't mean that, sorry."

Yan Qingchi bowed his head silently, "It doesn't matter."

The tone was as gentle as ever.

Next came some routine inquiries. Jiang Moxie confronted him with the show again, only to be surprised to find that Yan Qingchi played the show in a serious way, even better than he thought.

"Looks like you listened to it while you were in school," he affirmed.

Yan Qingchi just received a solid evaluation from Wang Dao a few days ago, and this will be affirmed by Jiang Moyu again. For a moment, he is happy. "Really, do you think I performed well?"

"Ok."

Yan Qingchi smiled while bending his eyes. Jiang Mochi rarely saw him so happy, and asked him, "I praise you for acting well, so happy?"

Yan Qingchi nodded. He had never acted before, but because of family reasons, in some occasions, interpersonal interactions accompanied some people to act in the role of imagination and indifference. He has a strong empathy and can integrate himself well into the mood of his role. However, this is the first time he has ventured into the industry, and it is inevitable that he is a little unconfident. Nowadays, he has been affirmed by people in the industry. This sense of achievement makes him very Happy.

He wanted to tell Jiang Mochi his current mood, so he worked hard to bring in the identity of the original owner, expressing: "You also know that my resources have been bad before, film and television resources are even smaller, and most of them are functions that pass by. Sex role, so I'm actually similar to the newcomer who just entered the circle, I haven't played well, and I don't know how well I performed. When I went to the audition that day, Director Wang said that my acting skills were solid, like graduation from science class Yes, now you say that I did a good job. I was affirmed by both of you, and I felt quite happy and very fulfilled. "

Jiang Moming listened to him seriously telling himself how he felt, and he couldn't help but bring a little ease and joy, "You're not so sure, and then we said we would meet in the crew."

"Look, we're not meeting each other right now," Yan Qingchi laughed. "Moreover, what you said is what I recommended. If I were brushed, wouldn't I lose your face too much?"

Jiang Mo heard the words and said, "You didn't ask me why you won Wei Lan before. I was busy at that time and didn't answer you. Now I have time."

"Why?" Yan Qingchi was really curious about his victory over Wei Lan.

"Because of the two most difficult points of acting, one is to release, the other is to collect, Wei Lan belongs to the type of actor that can be put, but it may be due to his personality, or it may be that his life experience has left him unable to understand some of his personality In terms of behavior, he has some difficulties in collecting. Meng Luo is a quiet and silent person who did not even have a sense of existence in the early stage. His release was only in the last scene, but it was collected in the early stage. Wei Lan auditioned It's an early stage show, so it's not suitable for you. "

Yan Qingchi nodded. "That's the case."

"Yan Qingchi," Jiang Mozheng said positively, "You have great talent for acting, so you work hard, Nancheng will give you great resources, and I will help you, so I hope that you can become Nancheng's next player. An ace. "

Yan Qingchi hesitated for a moment, and he looked at the man who had been expecting him seriously, "Jiang Mo."

"Ok?"

"Suddenly, it makes me a little embarrassed."

Jiang Moyi smiled and lowered his head, and was about to say that when you were still embarrassed, but felt like you were being hugged, Yan Qingchi hugged him, his chin was resting on his shoulder, his tone was soft but with joy, "Also Some want to hug you. "

Jiang Mo turned his head to look at him, Yan Qingchi turned his head to the side and smiled at him with bent eyes.

He couldn't help but pause, looking at him quietly and silently.