Reborn as King [Entertainment]

Because the protagonist of the corridor scene caused a lot of topics on Weibo, he finally posted a Weibo after two months.

Fierce V: 2018, a new beginning. [Hold a square glass bottle in the sun.jpg]

——Grab a seat in the front row and be a good contractor! prprprprpr[color]

—Don't think about it!Let go of my husband's hand!

——The owner of the beautiful hand is on my bed, what are you contracting for? [incomprehensible]

——It is my trumpet who is the contractor!

——They are all contracting beautiful hands, am I the only one who wants to know what that glass bottle is? [laughing and crying]

——Looking at the size, it should be a perfume bottle, right?But there is no LOGO so I don't know what brand it is.

——I finished scrolling through Weibo, read "The Beginning of Man" five times, and if I don't have any amazing beauties, I'm going to die...

--what does it mean?Fei Jian has transformed from a model to an actor, what else is there to start?

——Could it be to enter the record industry? [dog head]

"I will ask Fangzheng official Weibo to repost your Weibo, and I will bring you a few scripts in a few days." Ordinary brokerage companies pull newcomers to find scripts, and Ding Zan can come up with a few lightly. , As expected of a company with several well-known screenwriter brokerage appointments, it is so rich and powerful, "It's best to post one Weibo a week. It doesn't need to be all selfies. The one you just posted is fine. Although it depends on the work, But before the word-of-mouth comes out, you still have to maintain exposure in a timely manner. I promise you not to stand on the platform and minimize marketing hype, but you can’t push all the necessary interviews and filming.”

Feiran nodded: "I understand."

"Okay, keep in touch."

After seeing off Ding Zan, Fei Ran spread out on the sofa.

In just half a day, Feiran felt that at least half of his brain cells were dead. Although he was full of confidence throughout the whole process, he was actually sweating from his back.Fortunately, everything ended smoothly, and the rest is...

Feiran took out the business card that was too simple from his pocket, after a little thought, he took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Xiuji.

"Hey... what, what's the matter...?"

Feiran listened to the panting sound on the other end of the phone, and was silent for a while: "... Excuse me."

"Wait! Wait a minute! I, I'm running! Don't be full of obscene thoughts!" Zhang Xiuji seemed to get off the treadmill, and his voice stabilized a lot.

"Running at this time?" Fei Ran looked up at his watch, it was almost six o'clock after five o'clock, and it was meal time.

"I can't help it. A new song is about to be released. I don't even have to eat dinner... at most I can eat some egg whites. What can I do?"

"It's like this..." Feiran was not polite, and cut the beginning and end of what happened last night, only saying that he accidentally soiled someone else's suit, "That person called me, but it seemed that he was from a foreign country. Number, I'm afraid if it's a foreigner who answers the call, my English level..."

"Oh ~ so you think of me, brother?" In the movie "The Beginning of Man", Zhang Xiuji had a show in English. I don't know if he is authentic or not. Anyway, he is much better than him who only has a high school level. "Isn't it just to help?" Why don't you call to buy a suit, what a joke! It just so happens that I didn't announce tomorrow, let's meet and talk!"

After making an appointment with Zhang Xiuji on the time and place to meet, Feiran hung up the phone and looked at Weibo again. Founder Media's official Weibo had already been forwarded.

Founder Media V: Congratulations to @飞然 for signing with Founder! [Applause] [Applause] [Applause] Looking at the photo, it is a wedding photo if you round it up! [色]//@飞燕

——Does it mean to sign a contract? [laughing and crying]

——Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son?

——Respect yourselves, official Weibo students! @飞燕 is my husband!

Feiran wanted to like it, but found that an unexpected person reposted this Weibo.

Zhao Yuze V: Congratulations to Junior Brother @飞良 for joining Founder [applause]//@方正社会//@飞良

Demonstration?Or is it complicated?Maybe it was Ding Zan's instruction to create a wave of popularity for himself?But in any case, the one who takes advantage is himself.

While thinking about it, Feiran pressed the forward button.

Feiran V: Thank you brother @赵玉泽, thank you Guanwei students!Looking forward to the future in Founder! [Applause]//@赵玉泽//@Founder Media

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The place where Zhang Xiuji and Fei Ran met was a tea room, decorated in an antique style, and each booth was separated by carved wooden windows and door curtains. It was very private and it was a very suitable place for talking.

They haven't seen each other since the road show, Zhang Xiuji suddenly saw Feiran and almost didn't recognize him: "...you cut your hair?"

"Hmm," Fei Ran patted his head uncomfortably, "is it strange?"

"Where did you cut it?"

"...Why do you all ask this? It's at the barber shop on the street!"

Also, otherwise, which stylist would have the heart to cut the hair of this face like this?If it weren't for the amazing appearance and high enough to hold it, it would be horrible.Zhang Xiuji took out his mobile phone and shook his head while flipping through it: "In the future, if you want to cut your hair, just call me this number. Don't just ask someone to push it with a clipper. You are a star after all!"

Just found a random barber shop, let the boss push the hair with a clipper, Fei Ran asked with some guilt: "It's ugly?"

Zhang Xiuji raised his head to look at Feiran's face, which became more and more defined because of his hairstyle, and he really couldn't conscientiously call it ugly.He suppressed the subtle jealousy in his heart, and said awkwardly: "It's okay... It's just that such a shapeless board is rare."

Feiran muttered unconvinced: "What kind of shape do you need for the board..."

"I sent you the phone number, do you want me to call for you?" Zhang Xiuji took the business card Feiran handed over, glanced at it and then smiled mockingly, "The boss of the investment company...then there is a high probability that this It's the tailor from Savile Row, right? Tch, these people like to wear B, as if they can't wear suits unless they are custom-made..."

While Zhang Xiuji was talking, he pressed his cell phone, intermingled with some dissatisfaction with the tailors in Savile Row, but as soon as the call was connected, he just said "Hello" and then froze.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Feiran thought that there was something tricky about the phone behind the business card, and asked repeatedly: "What's wrong? Is the phone wrong? What did the other party say?"

Zhang Xiuji waved his hand to him, and spoke in a standard American accent: [Sorry, Mr. Rich, I don't understand Italian, can you speak English? ]

[Who are you?How do you have my private phone number?I'm already retired, and I don't take business from anyone! ]

[It was Mr. Li Yue who gave your phone number to my friend. He accidentally stained Mr. Li Yue's suit and wanted to pay him back from your custom suit. ]

Hearing Li Yue's name, the old man, who was scurrying like a machine gun just now, suddenly slowed down: [Oh, Li.Well, which suit is your friend paying for? ]

[Please wait a moment,] Zhang Xiuji looked at Feiran, "What does your soiled suit look like?"

"Uh... black?"

Zhang Xiuji looked at Feiran's undisguised look of bewilderment, and had to rack his brains to describe to the Italian tailor on the other end of the phone: [It's a black suit, worn in early spring. ]

[Hmm, what fabric?What style?What kind of clasp are you using? ]

[... Could you please choose a suit from among the suits he has made? ]

[casual?Young man, I don't have the word "casual" here!If you were getting married in this suit, would you want your tailor to do whatever it takes? ]

Zhang Xiuji's sudden action of holding his forehead made Fei Ran more and more anxious, but he just bought a suit, why did Zhang Xiuji have such a painful expression?

[Then please follow the suit he made recently...]

[Do repeat suits?This is not in line with my aesthetic. ]

[...The fabric and so on, you can change it after looking at it!sorry to bother you! ]

[Okay, okay...don't be so loud, boy, I'm still deaf and can't hear clearly. ]

[… May I ask how much it will cost and how will I pay you? ]

No matter how bad the English is, Howmuch can still understand it. When he thought he had finally bought it and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he found that Zhang Xiuji was looking at him inexplicably.

"what happened?"

"The suit you want to pay for is very expensive."

"...how expensive?"

"Your salary for playing "The Beginning of Man" can probably buy two sets."

Only half a year's rent has been paid, and only half of the salary is left. Fei Ran, who proudly refused the reimbursement yesterday, felt a mouthful of blood welling up in his throat.

After finally swallowing his blood and tears, he asked angrily, "...Can I pay in installments?"