Chapter 212 Drink more hot water
When a person's IQ is low to a certain extent, he will be favored by luck.
This is the famous Liu Che's theorem.
It took him 268 yuan, and the crew made him accumulate it. It was no trouble to go from the front to the backstage.
Just waiting for the Xiuchun Knife to be released, Yu Min pulled out.
Ji Yun is not going to star in this movie. Anyway, when he agreed to Yu Min, he didn't say which movie he was starring...
Let's make a show by himself when he shoots it.
His level is still far inferior to Kong Sheng. Ji Yun has to make up for his directorial knowledge during this period, and then he can take up the position of deputy director to increase the upper limit of the show.
If you can't achieve the effect of 11 equals 2 after hasty efforts, but isn't there a standard answer in front of you?
After the autumn, the studio's good news spread frequently, and the unmanned area successfully submitted for review, and is ready to hit the winter vacation period.
The style of this film is rather depressing and is not suitable for the family-friendly atmosphere of National Day and New Year.
Instead of fighting with those blockbusters, it is better to be released at the end of the year, leading the New Year's time, and playing a time difference.
The filming of Xiuchundao has reached its end stage. This drama is in ancient costume, so the shooting process will naturally be much more troublesome.
However, Yu Min and Zhao Jian are old partners. With their joint efforts, the shooting speed is even faster than the first one. It is expected that the task will be exceeded by the end of the month.
What was more surprising was that the crew that started the filming later actually finished filming first. This film has a strong sense of life, and the selection of scenery and styling are more lifelike, so it is not difficult to shoot.
In just over two months, Zhang Meng started to be busy with film editing and promotion.
Xin Yukun's micro-film is getting longer and longer, and it is almost like a single drama to become a movie, so Ji Yun completely lets it go.
Not only were the filming of these films, but Boss Wan, who went to the crew to audition, also brought back good news.
"I chose it."
Wan Qian put down her bag and sat next to Ji Yun.
"Congratulations." Ji Yun flipped the pages without any surprise.
Her only strong competitor is Yao Chen. Although she is very popular, she is much worse than Wan Qian who is tied to Ji Yun. In terms of appearance and popularity.
It is said that the martial arts world's famous people are Yan Ni and Sha Yi. If Yan Ni competes with her, it may take a lot of trouble.
Wan Qian pulled out of Ji Yun's hand, and Ji Yun saw her pouting mouth.
"Why are you so unhappy when you choose?"
Ji Yun rubbed her eyebrows, trying to rub her tangled eyebrows apart.
"I think they chose me because of your name."
"Why do you say this?"
"They asked me to come back and persuade you to play a role."
Ji Yun frowned, "About what time? I may not have many schedules next year."
"Just just play a guest role, probably the kind that shows off."
"That's OK."
Boss Wan played such an important role for the first time, so she must not let her lose face.
Family throne.
"Okay!"
......
Maybe the studio was too smooth and was on the right track all the way.
So God couldn't stand it and immediately arranged some hardships for the company.
Wen Dong fell down.
He heard that he had woken up in the morning to go to the toilet and found that the toilet was red.
Urinal bleeding...
Then I felt dizzy and nouns like cancer and tumor kept drilling into my head.
Finally fell into a pool of blood.
"You have to quit sex."
Ji Yun looked at the test sheet and said seriously to Wen Dong, who had a haggard face on the hospital bed.
“There are no connections between the two!”
Wen Dong sat up in shock when he was dying, as if Ji Yun's words touched his bottom line.
"The doctor said that your disease is a bit serious. There are only two solutions in the world at present."
"ah?"
Wen Dong was shocked and sweated coldly, as if he had received a notice of critical illness.
"One is to cut off and treat it forever."
Ji Yun's expressionless words made Wen Dong feel a chill under him.
"I think it's good, if you continue like this, you may get a disease."
"That certainly won't work!"
"You're not alive?"
Ji Yun rarely saw him being tough.
"Oh!" Wen Dong sighed, "My idol is Mr. Ji Xianlin."
"Have you read Mr. Ji's works?"
"I haven't seen it before." Wen Dong shook his head. "I was attracted by his old man's words."
Ji Yun raised his eyebrows and recalled what words from Mr. Ji could make ordinary people like Wen Dong regarded them as the standard.
"I have no other hope in this life, I just hope that I can last for many days..."
"I'm free and easy, you're a sperm on your brain." Ji Yun wanted to cut him off now and quickly eliminate the scourge.
"Forget it." Wen Dong was a little powerless, "You can tell me the second method."
"You become a monk."
"According to your method, I would rather die than leave this decoration forever."
Ji Yun patted his shoulder, "Since you have this awareness, I will arrange the surgery for you now. Don't worry, I'll pay for you the money."
"That means I will have to squat down to go to the bathroom in the future?"
Wen Dong covered his face with both hands, looking sad.
"You don't have to be so pessimistic." Ji Yun slapped his forehead, "Guess what! I've come up with a good way."
"What method?" Wen Dong grabbed the life-saving straw in an instant and grabbed Ji Yun's hand, "As long as I don't let me squat and pee, I will promise you anything!"
"Have you seen it?"
Wen Dong was stunned, "Look... I've seen it."
"I'll ask the doctor to change the faucet for you too. If you think it's not good, it's okay to change it to a bathroom spray. Then the pots of flowers on our company's rooftop will be handed over to you."
"Ah, help me! I don't want to water the flowers." Wen Dong's face suddenly turned gray.
His voice was miserable, as empathetic as a cuckoo crying blood.
The old lady in the clinic has been lying in the hospital for several months and is worried about what to do if the operation fails.
When I heard Wen Dong's crying, the Puxi viaduct around my heart suddenly felt much more stable.
The young man's situation was gone for a few days when he heard about it. I can still save him.
"What are you shouting at bed 38?"
Wen Dong's howling alarmed the nurses on patrol.
The nurse ran in decisively.
He glanced at Ji Yun, who was wearing a mask next to the hospital bed and couldn't see his face clearly, and told him, "Don't let him cry, cry, and then disturb other patients."
If it were on weekdays, Wen Dong, a beautiful nurse in uniform, would have to say something in a few words.
But at this moment, when he thought of the future happiness, his face was filled with sadness.
"Miss nurse, can I help me pass on words for my attending physician."
"Tell me."
"Let him change me a simulation point, I won't
Chapter completed!