"What theme is your next script?"

When the phone was answered, Fan Bingbing was still holding it a little. Yang Yichen didn't feel the call was unexpected, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "The drama in the 1970s does not have a role suitable for you, and you won't want to dress up as a girl of that era."

Fan Bingbing called this phone call with all her courage. She was very unwilling to accept the result of this disappointment. She blurted out: "Why is it not an idol drama? As long as you shout that you want to shoot an idol drama, there will definitely be many big brands to support you, you will definitely make money, and you will definitely..."

Yang Yichen interrupted the other party: "If it's just for making money, I won't write the script myself."

Fan Bingbing: "You..." She really didn't know what to say. Before calling, she thought of a countermeasure whether it was sarcastic or implicit requests, etc., but she never expected that the other party would have such an understatement and talked to herself completely indifferently.

"I...I hope to be in your new film."

"Sorry, there is no role for you."

Fan Bingbing smashed her phone, and after her angry teeth and claws, she felt like she wanted to burst into tears. She was unwilling to be just a supporting role, unwilling to be unable to succeed in this circle, she worked very hard and focused and willing to give everything for fame. Why doesn’t God care about herself? Do you really have to learn from some people and untied your clothes to have a chance?

For the next period, Fan Bingbing spent unwillingly angry, looking for opportunities everywhere, and trying hard to target various major productions or famous directors' works. Every time she failed, she put all this anger on Yang Yichen. She herself knew that it had nothing to do with others, but she felt that the other party's refusal had started her bad luck. Since then, nothing went smoothly. Just now, she received a call. She understood the meaning of the call and knew what the other party wanted and what she needed to pay. Three numbers mean the hotel room number, and it was also the beginning of her shame. If you want to go, you may become the second female lead in a big production, just a pair of skins. Why bother to worry about whether it is really pure and clean? For success, perhaps...

As she was hesitating and struggling, she walked into the hotel and arrived at the floor. Seeing the room was several meters in front of her, she could imagine what kind of man there was inside and what expression the other party would have. Tears flowed down her eyes. Is it aggrieved or something she couldn't tell. She took steps and took another three steps. The beast covered her mouth, turned around and ran towards the stairs next to the elevator, pushed open the safety passage door, and ran down desperately. It seemed that only in this way could she let go of all the filth that she had just hesitated and struggled, and scolded herself in her heart. What are you thinking, and some choices you can never make.

When she ran down, she didn't notice that a pair of eyes were staring at her silently in the corner, walking out of the dark corner, the crow's thin cheeks were exposed, and she held her cell phone and sent a message: "She didn't go."

At the same time, at home in Yanjing, Yang Yichen lowered his head and looked at his mobile phone information. He looked back at Xiaogangpao and others who were drinking tea and chatting in the reception room. He did not deliberately test Fan Bingbing, nor did he want to find out what Chang had paid for on the road to fame. She would have come to this drama without herself. But now that she has herself, this drama is leaving her, and the fat water does not flow to outsiders, Li Bingbing, Lin Zhiling and even Hou Peicen

They are all on the shortlist of the role of Wu Yue, and even Gao Yuanyuan, who is currently signing up, are all on the list. They are all their own artists and are all popular. Basically, Xiaogang Cannon, who reunited at Yang Yichen's home, are not worried about this drama. There are currently no shortage of female artists in the company, and after all, it is all Yang Yichen's credit. They are discussing various matters that are about to start filming. They don't take this matter seriously at all. Li Bingbing can't pull it off during the schedule, so she chooses one behind.

After learning that Fan Bingbing had experienced such hardships during this period, Yang Yichen believed that she was a good girl in her bones and now she has mature enough to experience it.

The phone dialed and rang for a long time. Yang Yichen was also very patient. Until the phone was connected, the voice on the opposite side had calmed down. He could imagine what it was. He stood still and calmed his emotions and breathing, wiped away his tears, and sucked his nose a few times to make himself look normal as much as possible before answering the phone.

Yang Yichen's voice was flat and smooth: "You called me some time ago, but I forgot. There is a character I recommended. Although there is not many scenes, the real female lead is a very conflicting character. You need to make a breakthrough and whether you are interested in coming."

"What drama?" Fan Bingbing didn't take it seriously at first. The psychological struggle at the moment she just turned back was not over yet, and she did not have an accurate plan for her future, but she never thought about leaving this circle.

Yang Yichen: "Come here, come to my house, Director Feng and others are here, the company's new drama."

Fan Bingbing first heard Yang Yichen letting her go to his house, and subconsciously had a contemptuous thought. Aren’t men the same? The next sentence hit her directly, making her stutter a little: “You, are you talking about your phone?”

"Why, don't you like the character Wu Yue?"

"Happy, like."

Until he hung up the phone, Fan Bingbing felt that it was inconsistency and seemed to be dreaming. Director Feng's play was a drama that the entire company promoted. There were some rumors within the company, and sporadic characters also spread inside. Fan Bingbing also knew that the female lead in this play was a little Sanwuyue, and she never expected that Yang Yichen would notify herself to play this role.

Is it a notification or a recommendation?

Does he have the ability to influence the casting of directors and companies? Didn’t he say that Li Bingbing is the only one who is in this role?

With all kinds of doubts, Fan Bingbing came to Yang Yichen's home for the first time. The moment she saw this villa, she confirmed the rumors about the other party. She must have a deep background. Otherwise, even if he made a lot of money in filming, TV series and albums since his debut, he would not have made a big profit in Yanjing. Unless he did not eat or drink in the past two years, he devoted all his income to buying a house here.

Seeing Xiaogangpao, Mr. Ge, and Liu Zhenyun dressed up in the house and shouting loudly, Fan Bingbing was even more surprised than being suspicious of Yang Yichen. No wonder the company said that Yang Yichen had a good relationship with these people, and they could sit on a chair, barefoot, with cigarettes in their hands, and talk about the mountains. This was not a great relationship and it was impossible to be so indulgent in other people's homes.

The temperature in the villa is very high, and the snow-covered rain outside is warm like spring in the house. Fan Bingbing took off her coat and felt a little warm.

"Director!" Now Yang Yichen's title is also changing as the relationship between the two parties is getting closer. He casually called out a small cannon and signaled Fan Bingbing to come in with him: "I think the character Wu Yue is the most suitable, you guys see."

Everyone is familiar with Fan Bingbing, but they are not familiar with each other. The role of Jinsuo Maid was well known to everyone back then, but apart from this role, everyone really has no impression of her other works. They only know that this woman is more active in the company and has also had many rumors with Xiao Wang.

"Uncle Ge, don't look at me, I really think it's appropriate. Otherwise, let's have a show." Yang Yichen sat down on the chair at the door, and he was not very polite with these people. He was busy on the concert tour. These guys came over and occupied the house directly, and called it the last sprint before the start of the filming.

Xiao Gangpao glanced at Yang Yichen and understood the seriousness in his eyes. He has created this drama together since the beginning and now, and he has a great grasp of the role. The key is that he also has the identity of a company shareholder. Although he never cared about it, as long as he knew it, it is impossible for anyone who knew it to ignore his identity.

"Yuko, let's have a break?" Xiaogangpao asked.

"Okay, come to Wu Yue to the unit to find me." Mr. Ge thought for a while, nodded, and chose a play.

Fan Bingbing was almost mentally prepared. She held the script clip in her hand and looked at it for a few times, feeling that she didn't know how to start.

"Let me find you a room, you are familiar with it, we'll come again later. Hey, how many people, there's a charter for what to eat tonight. I'm so hungry. Let me agree first. I don't want to eat takeaway. Or, director, is my aunt busy today, let her cook for a meal?" Yang Yichen gave Fan Bingbing a buffer time. Since he decided to help, he must do his best.

Xiao Gangpao picked up the phone directly: "Okay, I'll call your aunt."

Mr. Ge smiled and said, "Xiaochen, I think if Xu Fan comes later, she can eat your nephew alive."

Everyone laughed. No one cared too much about Fan Bingbing's affairs. They were more willing to worry about Yang Yichen deliberately joked about Xu Fan as an aunt. From the perspective of Xiaogangpao, it was fine to call him age or seniority. Everyone was in the same circle and was friends. The key was that Xu Fan was far from the point of view of Yang Yichen as an aunt. He joked about this kind of thing several times, but in the end, either Yang Yichen was run around the house with a shovel of cooking, or Xiaogangpao's classmate was grabbed by others and admitted that he and Yang Yichen were friends for ages and had a peer-to-year relationship.

After leading Fan Bingbing to a guest room, Yang Yichen said lightly: "You don't perform well, I can give you this role, but I don't think you want to be a vase forever. The opportunity is placed in front of you, and you can grasp it yourself. What level you want to be an actor is all about yourself."

"I want to know why you helped me?" Fan Bingbing stared at Yang Yichen with a serious face.

"I want to say, I want you." Yang Yichen asked with his eyes narrowed, but what he gave back was to pull open the buttons of his shirt to reveal his fair skin.

"Okay, with this ruthlessness, you will definitely have no problem with this role, let go of the show." Yang Yichen stepped forward and buttoned the other party one by one. He could feel the other party's body trembling and the persistence buried deep in the eyes.

When he turned around and opened the door and walked out, Yang Yichen paused for a moment and said calmly: "You have to lose weight."

The most lethal sentence for women is this. Fortunately, he closed the door quickly, otherwise he would have an intimate contact with the shoes thrown out from Fan Bingbing's feet.
Chapter completed!