Chapter 506 Professional things must be done by professional people
If this was a serious artist, the director would have scolded him long ago. However, Song Xiang was originally pushed to get on the shelves, and there was nothing to say if he didn't do well.
The director, who is 1.6 meters tall and weighs an estimated 150 pounds, personally showed up to demonstrate how the fugitive heroine should run.
Song Xiang finally passed the test and entered the second scene.
"Mr. Yan, just use the momentum you used to pull Mr. Song into the scene just now and throw Mr. Song into the car!"
Yan Han didn't even change his clothes, he was just in the same outfit.
Song Xiang stood nearby and did not move for a long time.
"Director, I think you still need to demonstrate."
"What?"
"Let Mr. Yan throw you down first and let me feel it."
A stern and cold gaze shot past.
Song Xiang suppressed a smile and looked up at the sky.
The director took it seriously and ran to Yan Han's side, "Mr. Yan, come here."
puff--
A burst of laughter.
Yan Han grimaced, and the air-conditioning was released in a whoosh.
The director laughed twice and moved to the side knowingly.
"Well... get ready to start shooting!"
Not everyone can be an artist. Even if it were Yan Han, it would be very embarrassing if he was asked to pinch and throw Song Xiang.
Falling back and forth, Song Xiang's head almost exploded, and Yan Han's face became increasingly ugly.
One or two shots took a long time to work on, but they were not completed until dark.
The director was not satisfied with the last version, so he changed the plan and changed the plot to the heroine running out of the castle, the hero driving out of the car and waiting outside, and the heroine quickly jumping in the car.
He managed it reluctantly, but Song Xiang thought it was nonsense.
Professional matters should be left to professionals. Taking advantage of others will only lead to trouble.
She didn't hesitate in front of the director, but told the advertising department not to post it for the time being.
Yan Han probably just came up on a whim for fun.
After the filming was over, Yan Song came in and said a few words, and his face didn't look good.
"If you have something to do, please leave first."
Yan Han glanced at her, said nothing, and stood up slowly.
Song Xiang sat in the lounge and watched him leave surrounded by everyone.
I feel uneasy, thinking that today's episode is going to be a joke.
The studio had to be tidied up, and with Ding Fan present, Song Xiang left first.
When I got home, I took a quick shower.
I didn't even dry my hair when the call came in.
My heart skipped a beat, and I felt like something was about to happen.
It's Ding Fan calling.
"Mr. Song, look at the hot searches, something happened."
Song Xiang didn't say much. He held the towel in one hand and started to pull the phone with the other hand.
The filming scene was exposed in the afternoon, but the other party was very smart and did not publish anything about Yan Han, only about Song Xiang.
——It’s toxic, right? You’re replacing professionals just for yourself?
——It’s so funny that this woman wants to be popular and wants to go crazy?
——Enough of the fans upstairs. If your master hadn’t beaten someone, how about his CEO doing it himself?
——Mad dog, don’t bite. It’s the manager who beats people, it has nothing to do with Weiwei!
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The jeers were expected, but they all rushed towards Song Xiang in a planned way.
The scolding was very unpleasant, and he even started doxxing him, digging up all of Song Xiang's resume.
Xu Weiwei's fans are very powerful. In order to change the direction of the situation, they pulled Song Xiang wildly.
"Mr. Song, do you want to ask Mr. Yan for help?" Ding Fan said it tactfully. If Yan Han took action, his words would definitely be different.
Song Xiang sat on the edge of the bed holding her cell phone, with cold sweat running down her back.
The feeling of being pointed at and scolded by the whole world was different from being laughed at by those wealthy daughters. She didn't even have room to fight back.