I want to make headlines

Chapter 92 Invitation

Gan Jing was not in a very good mood, and after finishing all matters concerning Master, he felt a little disappointed.

This feeling became bad after I ran into a reporter interviewing myself.

The question asked by the reporter was very unfriendly, and it was still about the disrespectful and domineering things on the set. Gan Jing was in a bad mood.

People, when they are in a bad mood, they have a bad temper. Gan Jing didn't feel that he owed this reporter anything, so he shook his hand and left after saying a few words to him.

As a result, the next day, the matter was in the newspapers again.

Although it was not reposted, some people noticed it and posted it online.

"This Gan Jing really didn't have the life of a big guy, he had the disease of a big guy first."

"Resolutely resist!"

"Passers-by are indifferent."

"But it's good that he exposed the milk powder."

Different people have different opinions, but most of them don't have a good impression.

People's opinions mostly follow the media, and media reports have their own skills—it's normal to take things out of context.

Gan Jing didn't go online, didn't pay attention to this matter, he was still immersed in the mood of Master's death.

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"Brother, let's go, let's go shopping."

Two days later, Junior Sister Tan Shan called out Gan Jing.

She was very sad about Master's death, but she knew that she needed to get rid of this feeling. Compared with other brothers and sisters who were obviously older, she was more willing to get close to Gan Jing.

"What's there to do shopping? I don't like shopping." Gan Jing was actually not happy about being pulled out. In the past two days, he occasionally noticed the previous newspapers, and his mood became even worse. He just nestled up and watched TV vigorously. .

The two were at the entrance of the lively night market, and Gan Jing felt a headache when he saw the crowd. Wouldn't it be better to be quiet?

"For girls, shopping is a compulsory course; for you, shopping is a good opportunity to get to know girls." Tan Shan was serious.

Gan Jing squinted at her: "Are you letting me know you, Junior Sister?"

Tan Shan blushed a little: "I mean to understand the thinking of girls as a species."

"I'm not interested." Gan Jing spread his hands.

Tan Shan was angry: "A big man, if you are a big man, you should be with me."

"What is it, it should be."

Gan Jing was still talking, but Tan Shan gave him a warning look.

Gan Jing had no choice but to laugh, and followed Tan Shan to watch her go shopping.

The night market is very lively, and there are many small stalls. The little girl just looked at the stalls one by one, and occasionally squatted down to pick and choose.

After shopping for half a street, she bought three gadgets.

"How do you sell this?" Tan Shan stopped by a booth again, pinching the ceramic portrait on it and asked.

"This is 200."

"Is it so expensive? You are too expensive, you can look at other houses."

"Cheaper, I'll buy it if it's cheap."

"Well, boss, I like this very much."

"60 yuan, I have 60 yuan on me."

Seeing that the stall owner's attitude was a little loose, Gan Jing who was next to him listened to his junior sister chattering about the price, and suddenly interjected, "You only have 60 on you, so I'll lend it to you. I have it on me."

A girl who was performing a bargaining strategy, and a stall owner who was being priced out, both looked at Gan Jing at the same time.

After two seconds, the boss couldn't help laughing.

Tan Shan was about to go crazy with anger. I didn't see how my senior brother spoke all the way. When it came to a critical point, why did you suddenly speak?Open your mouth to sell your teammates?

Gan Jing saw that Tan Shan's eyes were not right, and quietly took two steps back: "Well, look at it again, I'll take a look ahead, that toy over there is really pretty."

Tan Shan used her eyes to force the senior brother back, and re-invested in the bargaining.

Gan Jing didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, but the girl in front of him had to be patient, so he walked two stalls forward, wandering around idly.

"How much is this for you?" He saw a lighter and thought it was pretty good.

At this time, a young man beside him who was also shopping suddenly glanced at him, quietly took out his mobile phone, and set the camera to silent mode.

Gan Jing didn't notice this detail, but felt that someone was looking at him, turned his head and found that the person next to him was taking pictures of the night market, so he didn't think much about it.

He bought a lighter here, and waited for his junior sister to accompany her to continue shopping the entire street.

Perhaps it was the real shopping that helped, or maybe the popularity of the crowd had an effect. Gan Jing woke up from the hotel bed the next day and suddenly felt full of energy.

The deceased is gone, and the master must not want to see himself like this, just like grandpa.

You have to live hard, you have to work hard, and you have to work hard to make headlines.

Gan Jing compared his fists to himself in the mirror, renewing his fighting spirit.

He took a hot shower, changed into neat clothes, sat cross-legged in the hotel room and began to communicate on his mobile phone.

"Hey, brother Chu, great director, where are you hanging out recently?" Gan Jing was the first to call Chu Nian, the assistant director who supported him at the beginning, and the relationship between the two is still pretty good.

"Gan Jing, who have you offended recently? I don't think the media is friendly to you." Chu Nian didn't mention work, but this instead.

Gan Jing was very helpless: "Those things are all made out of nothing. You are on the set, and it's not like you don't know about it."

"What about the casino?" Chu Nian asked about the fact that someone released Gan Jing to gamble in an underground casino in Yangcheng.

"Uh..." This is the truth, Gan Jing wondered, "Is this in the way?"

Chu Nian said solemnly: "I think someone is trying to harm you, probably because you have offended someone before. Gambling is a big or small thing. If an artist is labeled as a gambler, the public impression will be bad." That's great. Gan Jing, you can have some fun!"

"I haven't gambled a few times either." After all, it was only four or five times at most, Gan Jing was helpless.

"I'll give you a few calls, you can contact and see, don't talk too much recently. As for the milk powder incident last time, many people behind you are staring at you, interest, interest." Chu Nian taught earnestly.

Gan Jing thanked him sincerely, and got several numbers of his acquaintances.

"Hi, hello, is this the producer Liu? I was introduced by Chu Nian, and I'm Gan Jing. Huh? Don't you have a film contract? Okay, okay."

"Hello, is this Director Zhang? I'm Gan Jing, um, um, I don't like gambling very much... Hey, hey."

"Hello, I was introduced by Chu Nian. Yes, I can try any role. My name is Gan Jing. Hello, hello?"

After a few phone calls, Gan Jing was dumbfounded, the reality was a bit skinny, Chu Nian didn't have enough face.

Is it the lingering sound of the milk powder incident, or the person who choked on the movie last time?

Gan Jing recalled for a while, recently encountered these two incidents, I don't know which one brought negative effects, or maybe both?
Just when he was at a loss what to do, Gan Jing's name was mentioned in an open invitation.

　Thank you Hua Du ★Sorrowful reward, um... ugly people should have more code words, more code words...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)