The place where Ji Yan Xiuyue is is a Japanese food store with good privacy, in the deepest part of an alley on the edge of the second ring road.

Tan Qing, who is unfamiliar with the place in his life, went around a few times outside, and in the end it was Ji Yanxiu's agent who came out and brought him in.

When we met, almost half an hour had passed since the appointed time at the beginning.

This coffee shop is probably in line with the petty bourgeoisie characteristics of literary youth, only there are two small Japanese-style private rooms on the corner.

Ji Yanxiu's agent helped Tanqing open the sliding door and said to him very politely: "Mr. Tan, please."

Tan Qing looked over in the small private room.

Then I saw Zhao Cong sitting on the tatami at a glance, and a handsome handsome man across from Zhao Cong.

The half foot that Tan Qing had just stepped in immediately retreated, and said firmly: "Change the place!"

Ji Yanxiu's agent was stunned for a second and asked, "Mr. Tan, you don't have to worry about being photographed here. Yan Xiu..."

"no."

Tan Qing angrily pointed to the black socks worn by Zhao Cong, "His feet smelly!"

Ji Yanxiu's agent: "..."

Zhao Cong: "..."

Ji Yanxiu: "..."

In front of the film emperor, Zhao Cong didn't dare to go too far, but his face was not so good, so he turned and threatened Tan Qing: "What are you talking nonsense! You're already late, don't come here soon!"

Tan Qing firmly held the door frame unwaveringly: "Don't go in! Why haven't you been laid off!"

Zhao Cong: "..."

Zhao Cong couldn't convince Tan Qing for a while, so he had to look at Ji Yanxiu with a smile: "Don't mind, Emperor Ji, Tan Qing just can't get on stage..."

The expression on Ji Yan's face was very gentle, and he nodded to the agent: "It's okay, since Mr. Tan doesn't like this place, then change the place."

He picked up the overcoat stacked aside and got up, and said to Tanqing, "Do you have any good recommendations?"

Tan Qing thought for a while and decided to recommend KFC.

Or McDonald's will do, but Dicos can make do with it.

After listening, Ji Yanxiu hesitated for a while with a complicated expression.

The two walked out of the coffee shop one after another. Before Ji Yanxiu could reply, Tan Qing heard a murmur of noise coming from the corner next to him.

Ji Yanxiu's agent at the end of the group immediately urged them to get in the car.

After the car drove out for a certain distance, Ji Yanxiu turned his head and smiled at Tan Qing very apologetically: "Sorry, there have been a lot of fans and reporters with the car recently. It may be difficult to go to a fast food restaurant."

Tan Qing lowered her head in disappointment: "Okay, then just find a meaty shop."

After driving a long time again, Ji Yanxiu finally took Tan Qing to choose a barbecue restaurant.

"I used to come here often and it tastes very good."

Ji Yanxiu handed the clothes to the agent, and stretched out his hand to signal Tan Qing and Zhao Cong to sit down, "It just happens that we are a crew of the new play. If you like it, you can eat together after get off work."

Tan Qing didn't mean to talk to Ji Yanxiu at all, she licked her mouth intently looking at the greasy pieces of meat.

Zhao Cong, who was sitting next to him, pinched Tan Qing's waist and said in a low voice: "Emperor Ji is talking to you!"

Tan Qing looked away from the sliced ​​pork belly with great nostalgia, pursed her mouth, and said aggrievedly: "Ji, what can you do with me?"

Ji Yanxiu seems to have considered the wording: "Director Cheng Ye's new film will be announced today. Has President Rong of Shengjing Entertainment told you about this?"

Tan Qing then realized the incident and hurriedly took the phone out of his pocket: "Have you announced it? I'm sorry I forgot!"

Ji Yanxiu said gently: "Don't worry, the official blog hasn't sent a message. But the fans of Ran Anluo on the Internet are fighting with your fans...Doesn't I know Mr. Tan?"

Tan Qing said curiously: "Huh? Do I still have fans?"

Ji Yanxiu: "..."

At this awkward moment, the agent Lina, who was sitting next to Ji Yan Xiu, took the conversation: "I'm really sorry to say it, Mr. Tan Qing, it's like this."

"Yan Xiu has recommended the male number two to Director Cheng Ye before, and the director has also agreed."

"But because of a little mistake in the transfer of work on our side... the producer received Mr. Rong's investment, so he directly assigned the male second to you. In a moment, Yan Xiu conflicted with the director's appointment."

Ji Yanxiu’s agent glanced at Zhao Cong again and said with a smile: "After all, Zhao Cong is currently your agent. He should be present when discussing cooperation in work, so I called him together. I hope Mr. Tan will not mind."

Tan Qing: "Oh..."

Tan Qing picked up the roasted meat with chopsticks, rolled it in the dipping bowl, and then fed it into his mouth fragrantly.

He smacked his lips, "Then what do you want to say?"

Ji Yanxiu’s agent glanced at Tanqing’s face and didn’t extract any useful information. He had to bite the bullet and said, “We know that Mr. Rong has invested 10 million yuan for your second male role. Yan Xiu wanted to …"

"Etc., etc!"

Tan Qing was so frightened that the meat fell off the chopsticks, fell into the dipping sauce and splashed out the chili noodles.

He opened his eyes, "Ten million?"

Ji Yanxiu also froze for a few seconds: "Don't you know about this?"

Tan Qing distressedly picked up the pork belly that had fallen on the edge of the bowl, and looked at Ji Yanxiu with shining eyes: "If you want to return the ten million yuan to me so that I won't play the second male role, I will do it now. It means that I agree."

Ji Yanxiu: "..."

Lina shook her head: "Mr. Tan, if this is the case, we may not be able to explain to President Rong."

"That's what Yan Xiu thinks. He hopes that you can agree to change the role to the male number three. Of course, Mr. Rong's 10 million investment in the producer will naturally be compensated by our company."

Tan Qing: "..."

A lot of money.

Unfortunately, it has nothing to do with him.

Tan Qing was very frustrated, as if seeing the golden banknotes flying in front of his eyes: "I understand, but this incident doesn't seem to be of any use to me... Well, the money earned by the male number three and the male number two Is it the same?"

Probably because there are more occasions to face fans, Ji Yanxiu seems very gentle.

He seemed to have thought of Tan Qing's reaction and smiled, "It is indeed a big concession, so if Mr. Tan has any needs, I will try my best to cooperate."

Tan Qing tilted her head and thought for a while.

Before he had time to speak, he listened to Zhao Cong who was next to him interjecting: "If you want King Ji to talk to us about CP, don't you know if King Ji agrees?"

What CP to fry.

Tan Qing used long chopsticks to grab the meat from the grill, and said unhappily: "No, I don't fry CP, I want a huge sum of money...or a rich woman will do."

Zhao Cong squeezed Tan Qing's **** with hatred of iron and steel, and lowered his voice: "Fool, what do you know! Don't you want to make money? It's a shortcut to fry CP with King Ji!"

Immediately after he finished speaking, he smirked again and flattered Ji Yanxiu: "Emperor Ji, you also know the news before my Qingqing, now the career needs a boost."

Zhao Cong continued, "If you are willing to give him a hand, we are naturally grateful, and we will tell Mr. Rong about this immediately after returning."

Lina sitting next to Ji Yan Xiu couldn't listen anymore: "Zhao Cong, since you also know about Tan Qing's previous affairs with He Dong, are you embarrassed to say this?"

Zhao Cong said in a weird manner: "Lina, the two of us are in the same company. Who knows the twists and turns in this line of business, why does the actor Ji fight for the second male number? Some things are unpleasant to say."

Lina: "..."

Seeing that Ji Yanxiu didn't say anything, Zhao Cong became more justified.

He straightened his back, and the smile on his face became more greasy: "Emperor Ji, President Rong is willing to give Tan Qing 10 million to become the second man. Even if the final deal fails, the last one will be yours. People are not filming, look..."

"Can."

Ji Yanxiu interrupted Zhao Cong's words, "I understand that Tanqing needs exposure and enthusiasm now, and can accept your approach."

He paused for a moment, "I just don't know, can Tan Qing bear the negative attack brought by the news?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing's mouth was greasy.

He put down his chopsticks and licked the sesame seeds on the corner of his mouth: "The day lily is cold, do you think of me?"

Zhao Cong pushed Tan Qing: "Be clear-headed, you haven't made any announcements for two months. Have you paid off the money you owed the company?"

Tan Qing shook her head sincerely: "No."

Zhao Cong said: "Then don't agree to it quickly!"

Tan Qing took a piece of paper from the table and wiped her hands, then smiled and said, "Ji Yanxiu, I'll ask you a question. This question decides whether I should agree to your proposal."

Ji Yanxiu said warmly: "Of course, what do you want to ask?"

Tan Qing said: "Who do you want to be the second male number?"

Ji Yanxiu seemed to hesitate: "The one I recommended to Director Cheng Ye is An Luo. Mr. Tan, I know that he and you were good teammates before..."

"Ran Anluo? No problem, I agree."

The end of Tan Qing's eyes raised, and there was a fluttering look between her eyebrows, "Good teammates, let's go together."

Whoever messes up first is the dog.

Although he had almost forgotten how the plot developed, he vaguely remembered that some of Ran Anluo's behavior was quite dogmatic.

After all, the book he turned over when he was practicing.

The original owner of this body lived in the hospital arranged for him by Ran Anluo, and even the cubs in his belly were killed and killed.

awful.

That's horrible.

Whether it's IQ or EQ, even picking the eyes of men.

It's so heartbreaking.

With such a rare opportunity, Tan Qing decided to take Ran Anluo as her responsibility.

If you don't die once, you will be angry for the second time.

and.

Frying CP with Ji Yanxiu is much more interesting than playing the second male number and bullying Ran Anluo's third male number.

But before that.

The debt problem must be solved first.

A big fat sheep that took the initiative to deliver it to the door will not be slaughtered but not white.

Tan Qing showed a big smile to Ji Yanxiu, and said with an open heart: "You don't know the actor Ji! I am a person who treats his teammates very kindly and is very sincere and kind, as long as he is friendly to the team! Let it go. I let it, right! But..."

Ji Yanxiu was amused by Tan Qing: "But what?"

Tan Qing reached out and flipped through her pockets, and smiled: "However, I was a bit shy in losing money recently. I originally hoped that this time the second male part could earn more hard money. As a result..."

Ji Yan repaired his eyebrows and tenderly, and used public chopsticks to pick out some fruits after dinner for Tan Qing: "I understand, how much money is needed, I will compensate you."

good.

Really a good man who gives money refreshingly.

Tan Qing decided to show mercy: "One and a half million will do."

Zhao Cong, the only one who knew the inside story, was afraid that Ji Yanxiu's cooked duck would fly, and immediately blocked him: "King Ji, don't listen to him nonsense, he is..."

Ji Yanxiu shook his head and said grandiosely: "It should be. It is indeed my request that I took the liberty of it."

The mobile phone purse rang.

Tan Qing instantly found that Ji Yanxiu, who was sitting opposite, was more handsome, even wearing a pure white halo of the Father.

Tan Qing clasped her hands together, and stared her eyes: "Thank you, Actor Ji, you are such a great person."

Ji Yanxiu was silent for a moment, curled his lips and smiled: "You are welcome, but this seems to be the first time I have received a good person card."

Money always makes people passionate.

After receiving the money, Tan Qing decided to respect his professional ethics.

So he blinked at the opposite Ji Yanxiu, and said very shyly and shyly: "Then actor Ji, how do we fry CP? Are we frying like a little couple show affection?"

Ji Yanxiu: "..."

Ji Yanxiu’s agent, Lina, watched as her silly white sweet artist was slaughtered for 1.5 million, and was about to be taken in a strange direction. She couldn’t bear to say: "Mr. Tan, you said. It’s not called CP, it’s coming out."

Tan Qing knew what was wrong and changed it: "Oh, okay, should we add a fat penguin friend first? Then go to the other side's space and step on a footprint or something."

When he used to cultivate in the old mountain, the ambiguous young people at the foot of the mountain liked to play this set.

Lina: "..."

Ji Yanxiu said gently: "Let’s post on Weibo first. Tan Qing, the newest one on your fan list is me."

Tan Qing immediately went on Weibo and found Ji Yanxiu in the fan list: "Okay, I've followed it."

then.

Ji Yanxiu skillfully took a photo of the barbecue on the table and posted it on it.

As soon as Tan Qing swiped the latest list, she saw the latest Weibo from 0.1 second ago.

[Ji Yanxiu V: Great sunshine, delicious barbecue [photo]. 】

Ji Yanxiu put the phone away and smiled at Tan Qing: "You go and like it first. We didn't meet at all before. If it's too abrupt, it's easy to get caught."

Tan Qing obediently clicked on a thumbs-up, and said flatly: "Wow, you deserve to be the actor, really professional."

A few subtle unnatural flashes flashed across Ji Yan's face, and he paused for a moment before whispering: "Unprofessional, I have never fired CP with anyone."

The author has something to say: Little Theater, He Mingyu: Where's my wife! Where is my wife? ! I just put it here! Such a big wife! Why did it disappear all at once? !

Rong Sheng: Brother Dei, your wife just used other men's money to pay off her debt, and she showed her affection on Weibo with other men! Hey, so angry!

He Mingyu:...

Today's little theater is called: The greenery can't stop.

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