Let’s not worry about the celery issue for now. Qiao Yi felt that she was a little nervous and her head was not very smart. Although she had a few meetings with Shen Yanqing in private, she is now working, and she can be regarded as a producer, a boss, and a big boss~

But now the problem is that Qiao Yi has been brainwashed by himself: I teased the producer, I teased my boss, I teased my big boss!

god!

However, there are probably not many CEOs who are willing to eat boxed lunches these days. Based on this alone, Qiao Yi thinks that she must be a good boss who cares about the people. Such a person who coexists with wisdom and beauty should not be confused about those trivial matters, right?

Qiao Yi thought about it again. That night she deliberately "acted as a hooligan" naked, and hugged her and chewed her on her face, saying with a sneer on her face: "Sister, you are so beautiful..."

Qiao Yi lowered his head and poked the rice in the lunch box with chopsticks, but he didn't eat it.

Don't think about it, then you should - what is shame? I don't know, hehe...

"Are you uncomfortable?" Chen Yanqing saw Qiao Yi's face full of pain, and looked like crying and laughing, and he also touched his forehead from time to time.

Before Qiao Yi could answer, the enthusiastic Yan Fan was excited and put the chopsticks in his hand: "Sister Qiao is not feeling well? Do you want to go to the hospital? I'll take you there!" Then he acted like he was leaving.

Bah, Bah, you are not sick yet, you are going to take the person to the hospital. Qiao Yi thanked him for his "kind intentions".

Anyway, after a lunch, Qiao Yi didn't know what it tasted. Chen Yanqing had eaten it first, but he didn't eat much, and there was still half left. He left first and said he had something to do. Fortunately, Yan Fan was pulled to talk about the script by the director, so Qiao Yi's ears were quieter. Otherwise, the two hours of lunch would have to be spent in his hard work.

"Sister Qiao... Is that Chen Yanqing just now?" When there was no one around, Fengsha asked Qiao Yi carefully, "She is so beautiful, the key is that she is so good! It's completely different from what I imagined, it's a pity..."

It’s a pity that I want to marry someone with the surname Ye, right? Even if Fengsha doesn’t say it, Qiao Yi knows what the second half is.

After changing the topic, Qiao Yi pretended to be angry: "Silly, do you know what the consequences are to say that another woman is beautiful in front of a beautiful woman?"

Fengsha wanted to say that Sister Qiao's skin became thicker, but she was still smiling, "Sister Qiao is also beautiful! But you are different from Mr. Shen's beauty, not the same type~"

"Oh? Then tell me, what type of her is, what is the difference between us?"

"Mr. Chen..." Fengsha touched her chin and thought for a while, "She has a unique temperament..."

Miss Qiao was about to raise the kitchen knife to kill someone. She thought carefully for so long and said such an unpleasant sentence? "Hey hey! Are you saying I have no temperament?!"

"No, no, no..." Fengsha lowered his voice a little, "Chen always has the type of 'make people want to bend'..."

...

Qiao Yi wanted to know what the type of "make people want to bend" is? In other words, Chen Yanqing is the type that makes women feel moved, which is more suitable. Beautiful and generous, mature and rich, and being able to bend such a strong woman is also a skill!

In fact, this is just a talk after dinner. The economic foundation determines the superstructure. People like Chen Yanqing who are active in the upper class of society must have an insurmountable gap between them, such as the petty citizens.

Qiao Yi's job only supports himself, but once he works, he promotes the development of the entire market economy.

During the two hours of rest, Qiao Yi heard several dramas chatting there, as if it was about the deputy director, so he stepped forward and asked a few words.

"Director Li resigned?" No wonder Qiao Yi hasn't seen the old pervert come online recently, and she was a little worried before.

Li Perlang probably did a lot of troubles with both humans and gods. His sudden resignation attracted everyone's cheers. Several young actors in the crew also came over to chat, busy applauding. An aunt in charge of tea next to him couldn't help complaining, "He, I've even touched my hand!"

Everyone unanimously said that a real beast...

*

I changed the shooting location in the afternoon, and this time I moved to the rooftop. It was a highlight for Qiao Yi. After filming this scene, she could finish the film.

A few dark clouds floated from the sky, covering up the originally sunny sun, but unexpectedly the shooting effect was the best, because the basic tone of "Countdown" is mainly "black, white and gray".

The makeup artist put good makeup on Qiao Yi. This time she appeared on camera, she looked like a wounded person. She looked at herself in the mirror, with many scratches on her face and bruised corners of her mouth, which was so fake that she felt really painful when she looked at her. The police uniform shirt on her body was torn, with a hole in her waist and blood stained on it...

Before going on stage, the stylist deliberately messed up her hair with a little bit of typing. After styling, it was like she came out of a refugee camp.

Open the board and start shooting.

It was originally a very good show, and you just need to rush to the edge of the rooftop to grab the suicide victim, but it was unexpectedly difficult for Qiao Yi...

The first time, she was distracted.

She was always highly focused when filming, but this time, when she ran to the edge of the rooftop, the thirty-odd floors, almost 200 meters above the altitude, made her panic. Qiao Yi knew very well that she was not afraid of heights, but that the news in black and white text on the old newspaper appeared before her again.

"The famous female singer Bai Wei committed suicide and fell from the building and died, and the reason is unknown."

May 5, 1996.

Qiao Yi was four years old that year. She always remembered this day. At first, she only knew that that day was very special. Only when she grew up did she understand what that day meant.

"cut! Do it again."

When Director Zhang called for a stop, Qiao Yi realized that he had just forgotten to hold the victim, so he bowed to Director Zhang and the others repeatedly, "Sorry, sorry."

The second time, it was ng again, because when Qiao Yi grabbed the actor, she cried.

Although the other party had a wire hanging, Qiao Yi's arm still had to bear most of the weight. Her arm rubbed back and forth with the cement wall of the rooftop, and it was probably seriously damaged.

You cannot impart personal emotions when acting, this is the basic quality of an actor.

But this scene really made Qiao Yi wonder, what would have been like if someone could hold her mother like this back then?

"cut! Xiao Qiao, did you decide when to cry and when to laugh?!"

Such a simple scene, Director Zhang's tone was already very impatient when he called it off for the second time.

Although there were only tears in the corner of my eyes, it was still seen in the close-up. Besides, tears at this time really did not fit the plot.

Qiao Yi exhaled a long breath and bent down to apologize to everyone present. She knew that she was wasting everyone's time now.

Chen Yanqing frowned slightly, then waved to Fengsha.

Fengsha pointed at herself with her fingers, opened her mouth slightly and looked surprised, then trotted over, "Mr. Chen... Mr. Chen."

"Did she feel uncomfortable today?"

"No...no, it was fine before." Fengsha started to stutter when he looked at Chen Yanqing.

He Lin put his left leg on his right leg, then raised his head slightly, full of arrogance, and said in a disdainful tone: "Young people nowadays don't know that stealing the show requires skills. She is just sensational..." Halfway through, He Lin shook her head with a look of contempt.

Sensational? Fengsha was unfair and was dissatisfied for a moment but retorted directly: "...Sister Qiao is not such a person, she is acting very seriously."

He Lin glanced at Fengsha impatiently, who are you considered? "Hmph..."

"Okay, you go there first."

Fengsha turned evil to He Lin, but instead "turned fans" to Chen Yanqing.

Qiao Yi finally adjusted her condition, but she didn't expect that the actors in the opposite role had various mistakes. Later, she barely passed after five times. This was a new record for Qiao Yi, and she only had three records.

Director Zhang was so terrifying that he was so scary that he caught Qiao Yi and scolded him hard, especially since the filming progress in the past two days has been unsuccessful, so his temper is naturally even bigger than usual. After the scolding, he had to teach him "heartfeltly", "...Xiao Qiao, you disappointed me today."

"Director Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm in a bad state today." Qiao Yi felt the pain in his left arm at this time. He looked down and saw that blood had already oozed out. This was not the makeup artist's credit. This was the result of rubbing back and forth between the cement wall four or five times just now...

Finally, Director Zhang saw that it was almost five o'clock, and He Lin's agent clamored to go and rush to announce, and finally decided to shoot another scene. Some people stayed and the others were all dispersed. "The producer had a bit of an accident today, but it was definitely possible to complete the shooting within the expected time."

"If the quality of the film is affected by rushing the progress, it will be more than worth the loss." Chen Yanqing stood up and said, "But since it is Director Zhang's work, I don't have to worry too much."

Listening to this, Director Zhang smiled happily. He had never dared to cooperate with Ruida before because Ruida was rich and had a strong commercial flavor. He was suitable for making money and lacked feelings. However, he had a good impression of the new producer, and he was not as arrogant as the one named Ye. The key was that he still knew movies and had a good eye for picking actors. Even He Lin could invite him.

When the scene was changed, everyone who was about to fall apart had left. Qiao Yi lay alone on the rooftop and looked down. It was really tall.

"Sister Qiao, are you okay?"

"It's okay, what's wrong? Stupid, go back first, I want to stay alone." It was windy in the evening and it was a little cool, and Qiao Yi felt his nose a little sore again.

"I'd better send you back? I'll see you..." Bongsha saw that she was in a bad mood now.

"I told you to leave! Do you don't want to do it anymore! Let's go..."

Qiao Yi was afraid that she would not be able to help crying in the next second. She had never cried in front of others, even Aunt Bing.

Some people are born to control their tears. She is such a person, but being able to control does not mean that they don’t want to cry. Qiao Yi wants to stay alone now, and no one knows how to cry.

Speaking of which, Qiao Yi will only shed tears in two situations: one is when there is no one; the other is when we are wet in the rain.

Fengsha couldn't resist her. To put it nicely, Qiao Yi was a persistent person, but to put it bluntly, she was just a timid.

"Then... Sister Qiao, you go home early, it's cold now..."

The morning was still cloudless, but now it was a sense of dark clouds covering the city, and even my mood was a lot of depression. Qiao Yi sniffed and looked up at the sky. God really understood the human heart, so it was so suitable.

A tear flowed down the corners of her eyes. Who said that she would not shed tears when she looked up? Nonsense!

"Mom, I'm fine now, where are you?"

The developed tear glands have been suppressed for many years, and today they have finally been released. Qiao Yi lowered her head and rolled up her sleeves. When she lowered her head, she burst into tears. She looked at her left elbow and took a breath of cold air. Her skin was shattered, bloody and a little disgusting.

"Sister Qiao, why are you still here and injured?"

Someone actually came. Qiao Yi quickly turned his head to the side and then secretly wiped his tears. The movement was very small, so he was afraid of being discovered. Stopping tears in three seconds was not a problem, but the redness of his eyes was definitely not possible.

"I told you not to call me Sister Qiao, so that you can look old!" Qiao Yi said ill words to Yan Fan, the plague god who was walking over.

"It's so serious, you're crying in pain. I'll take you to the hospital!"

"When did I cry? I said you wouldn't give up if you didn't send me to the hospital today, right?"

Yan Fan was speechless, and Qiao Yi was like taking gunpowder. After a while, he was slowing down, "...I'll find someone to treat your wound."

"Yeah, thank you."

About ten minutes later, a medical officer came up with a first aid kit. The key is, Shen Yanqing came over again?

Qiao Yi is really powerless to complain. Every time Yan Fan asks him to call someone, why do he always call the producer over? It turns out that the producer belongs to him!

"You...why are you here?"
To be continued...