Yi Ren Qian Mian

600 million is not a simple gift, but a bride price.

Ren Xiaoyi's gaze was fixed on the diamond ring on Yi Mian's middle finger, and she grinned happily: "Boss Yi, do you know Ji Lingyu's current net worth? After you exposed her, the total amount of endorsements on her has reached 3000 million, which is the highest among artists of her age." of……"

Yi Mian forked the cowboy bone, eating elegantly, and nodded in agreement.

Ren Xiaoyi: "..."

Silent, silent to the weird dining atmosphere, Feng Di finally put down the silver fork, and sighed softly at Yi Mian: "Mianmian, why are you so good at eating..."

"hungry."

"Then you can't eat everything..."

Ji Lingyu put down the silver fork: "Fondy, you brought us to this restaurant."

"I regret."

Feng Di left the table, and Ren Xiaoyi got up, "Walk slowly."

"See you on set."

"Ok."

After Feng Di left, Yi Mian put down the knife and fork, and said slowly: "Ren Xiaoyi, whether you accept the [-]% shares or not, it will not change the fact."

"What fact?" Ren Xiaoyi sat down.

Yi Mian and Ji Lingyu looked at each other and smiled, evading each other:

"You say?"

"No, tell me."

Yi Mian turned her face and smiled at Ren Xiaoyi: "Boss Ren, if you talk about business, you will not lose out this time."

"Not bad?"

As Ji Lingyu's manager, Boss Ren laughed angrily at this sentence, "I have the final say on Ji Lingyu's lifelong affairs, and I have the final say on whether he loses or loses."

Ever since the two made their relationship public, Ren Xiaoyi has been so busy that she hasn't had a good night's sleep in half a month. She calculated how much nutrition and skin care products she would need to buy to make up for it—600 million is not a bride price, it is clearly labor costs and Mental damage fee!

"Teacher Yi agrees..."

"SO?"

"How do you agree?"

"The whole world agrees when you're together."

"Ren Xiaoyi!"

Yi Mian held Ji Lingyu's hand: "Come on, let's put down the knife and fork first."

"Ren Xiaoyi!"

"Ji Lingyu, it's time to go to work." Yi Mian reached out, rubbed Ji Lingyu's shoulders, and persuaded him nicely: "Don't be late again... Go, I'll find you later."

Ji Lingyu's departure did not ease the atmosphere. Ren Xiaoyi put down the knife and fork, took the tissue handed over from the opposite side, and smiled, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Under Yi Mian's gaze, Ren Xiaoyi took out the mirror and lipstick from her bag, and began to paint lightly, "Yi Mian, I really don't understand why you like Ji Lingyu?"

"I like...she likes me more and more, and dislikes you less and less."

"Are you confessing to me?"

Yi Mian shook her head, "I don't understand, why do you disagree?"

"Mianmian, I like you, it's not that I don't agree with you being together..." Ren Xiaoyi put away her lipstick and mirror, with a cynical attitude, "But you have already announced it to the world, right? So now, I need to stop the loss in time .”

"Isn't six percent enough to compensate you for your losses?"

"I'm short of your six percent?"

"Then what do you want?"

"You know what I want."

"Tell me."

"You can't do it."

"Tell me."

Yi Mian's eyes were burning, and he couldn't even hide the ridicule and contempt for this woman in his eyes.

"I'm tired, so I'll go back and catch up on my sleep, and we'll talk about it when I wake up." Ren Xiaoyi didn't care about Yi Mian's attitude, got up and left the table, and lowered the brim of her red hat casually, "Everything is easy to talk about, isn't it?"

An informal dinner ended here.

Yi Mian sat quietly in the box, until the waiter came in to clear the table, she suddenly came back to her senses, got up and left the table in a hurry, and walked out of the Italian restaurant that "I heard" she never wanted to come to again.

"Mumbling."

Yi Mian turned around with a look of surprise: "Ji Lingyu?"

Ji Lingyu leaned against the red brick wall next to the restaurant, folded his hands on his chest, slightly bowed his head, waited here for a long time, and silently condemned many people.

Yi Mian really didn't know that Ji Lingyu was waiting for her, and she didn't know how she suffered and endured, waiting, waiting until she came out, and then she was willing to be released from the sadness of being imprisoned.

When the deepness and melancholy that do not belong to girls in love form a contrast, Yi Mian's heart beats: "Don't move!"

Lifting up the camera function of the mobile phone, Yi Mian took a few live photos comparable to magazine photos.Ji Lingyu was unwilling to cooperate, she approached Yi Mian's camera, passed by Yi Mian, and walked away.

"Eh? Where are you going?"

"work!"

"The film and television city is not in that direction..."

Ji Lingyu realized that she had made a mistake, and turned around. Unexpectedly, Yi Mian's reaction was faster than her own. She quickly spread her arms, and staged a scene of throwing herself into her arms with her.

"You let go!"

"Don't let it go!"

"You hate it!"

Yi Mian raised her face, and fixed Ji Lingyu in place with a light kiss, "I don't hate it."

This kiss came on a whim, this kiss was about to break away, Ji Lingyu was not reconciled, and put his arms around Yi Mian's neck, wanting to continue the kiss.

Yi Mian raised her head and hid: "Don't...have a bad influence."

"..."

Ji Ling's tone was such that he bit his tongue.

Yi Mian took Ji Lingyu's hand, coaxing and persuading: "Okay, I'll take you to work." Despite their anger, the two still interlocked their fingers and held each other's hands tightly.

·

The set of "Infinite Fang Fei" was full of people. In addition to the staff, there were hundreds of male and female extras sitting outside the main hall, either chatting or staying silent, waiting for the next big scene.

Ji Lingyu is wearing a thin plain brocade long gauze dress, her black hair hangs down to her waist, and there is only a crystal flower on her forehead to reflect her "plain face". The one that is spotless.

The character this time is a dumb woman.

"Attention all departments, 67 games, 1 shot, 1 shot, action!"

The ethereal and shocking ancient song played slowly, Ji Lingyu waved his water sleeves, twirled, jumped, and closed his eyes.

Although it is a one-man show, it is obviously a highlight with four camera positions, plus several groups of follow-up shots and close-ups.However, as the difficulty of the dance gradually increased, Ji Lingyu danced faster and faster, and deviated from the rhythm of the background music.

Yi Mian, standing behind the monitor and watching, secretly blamed herself. Although she can't dance, she also knows that this is not a visual feast to be enjoyed. Her sensitivity to the rhythm is warning her: Ji Lingyu has ruined the main event. importance.

In the end, Ji Lingyu danced in a mess, and he couldn't even find his own rhythm.

"Cut! Pass! John! Close-up!"

The director approves the performance of the first article? !

While surprised, Yi Mian fell into deeper self-blame. It is undeniable that their relationship has affected Ji Lingyu's recent work status, which led to today's abnormal performance.

John's camera is meticulous, Ji Lingyu's acting skills are not shy, beautiful and delicate expression changes, Yi Mian clutched her heart, renewed confidence in Ji Da's actors: dance is not forced!The acting skills are still there!

·

Under the enthusiastic introduction of the waiting actor Feng, Yi Mian learned that the highlight of this show was about "priests offering sacrifices to heaven" - the dumb girl played by Ji Lingyu was the high priest.

Yi Mian was puzzled by this: "Priest? Can a dumb person be a priest?"

"No, so she is going to die."

The reason why this dance is too eager is because of the understatement of "she is going to die" - just imagine, if this is the last dance in life, who can calmly die?

What's more, still use your own dance to send yourself to death?

"Card!"

When Ji Lingyu stepped off the high stage, the director was full of praise for her performance: "Xiao Ji, it's great! It's great! This is what I want... Take a little bit at the beginning... How about the last part? You can go crazy..."

Ji Lingyu looked back at the monitor and nodded frequently.

·

After watching the first pass, Ji Lingyu had many questions to answer: "John, during the second pass, can you remind me aloud that I can't see the camera."

In the last game, the number of reminders from John was zero.

In fact, the cameraman can make a sound, even if it is recorded, it doesn't matter, he just forgot that the character played by Ji Lingyu is a dumb girl, so she doesn't need to speak her lines.And the photographer’s reminder sound, no matter how much it is, can be handed over to the post-production, so that the post-production can cover the sound track with the background sound currently playing.

John realized later: How did you achieve the position just now?Instinct?Or is it the habit of facing the camera for many years?

·

"Attention all departments, 69 games, 1 shot, 1 shot, action!"

The board for field affairs fell, and Ji Lingyu stood there quietly, motionless as if he hadn't heard the beginning.

After a while, the woman danced again.

This time, the woman began to hesitate.

Is it the result of hard training in the dream that I have just experienced, every move?No, no, that kind of heart-wrenching sharpness, that kind of lifeless despair, is so strong!so true!

Because she is a mute, no one believes her words.

Fortunately, she is a mute, and no one at the altar needs her words.

……

"70 games, 2 shots, 1 shots, action!"

"71 games, 1 mirrors and 1 time!"

"72 games, 1 mirrors and 1 time!"

……

On Feng Di's script, there are four bold two-size characters clearly written: "Infinite Fangfei"

Yi Mian didn't understand the meaning of the play's title until today—infinity, which refers to countless times of death and resurrection.Fangfei, because of the word "unlimited" as a prefix, is assigned the name of Fangfei.

No wonder it was such a big deal.

Before [-] o'clock, Ji Lingyu had passed eight articles, none of which were NG, and his professional ability was quite excellent.

Her only worry is: "There are still [-] pieces left...Big brothers, can we finish filming today?"

Director Li: "I can't finish filming today, I will shoot tomorrow!"

After hearing this, Feng Di breathed a sigh of relief.

Director Li also fooled the newcomer's IQ, Ji Lingyu shook his head, and began to translate for Yi Mian and Feng Di: "So it's going to be all night, and it's impossible to finish work before twelve o'clock."

Older gingers are more spicy.

·

Yi Mian stayed on the set until nine o'clock in the evening, and finally waited for Feng Di to come on stage, "Come on!"

Feng Di is serious about her work. Although this is not her job, as a professional dancer, no matter what dance she dances on any occasion, she is always radiant and beautiful.

At ten o'clock, Jin Xiaozhao appeared on the set.

Yi Mian sat on Ji Lingyu's exclusive folding chair, propped his head on the side with one hand, and flipped through the script with the other, concentrating seriously, calmly, and occasionally brushing his long hair, completely shielding all the visiting eyes around him.

This familiar look fell into Jin Xiaozhao's eyes, which made her feel very sorry: "Sister Mian, you are so good-looking, why did you quit the showbiz?"

Yi Mian smiled and said nothing.

If you don't have diamonds, don't do porcelain work. Yi Miangui is self-aware. She knows that she is not a good actress, and she is not even a qualified female artist.

So in many cases, Yi Mian is not qualified to answer questions like "why quit the entertainment industry", isn't it?