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Chapter 81 Small Antiques

In the evening, Zhong Jiuyin returned home.

After leaving the live interview, accompanied by Qian Yu, she went to the signed advertising company to watch the advertisement scene where other artists filmed advertisements and learned about the entire process in advance.

By the way, I was pushed up and tried it.

The advertising company took a fancy to her card transfer technique and made a magic script. She would transfer it to them when the official filming tomorrow.

Just thinking about it, five fingers are about to cramp.

She threw away the old steamed buns she bought on the road, fell on the small sofa, and looked at the ceiling with dull eyes.

Work is so difficult—

In the afternoon, I visited someone else to shoot an advertisement. I saw the person doing the same move back and forth seven or eight times, and my face was so stiff that my face was still stiff.

And he had to say such shameful lines in front of so many people, so ashamed that the person couldn't continue to say it twice and was scolded by people from the advertising company.

She sighed quietly, thinking, or change her career and do something she is good at.

But she still pretended to realize her and said, "It's you."

Gu Xuan's voice went from smiling complaining to excitement, and she was very happy about the fact that she finally improved in her career. It can be heard that their relationship is indeed good.

Zhong Jiuyin filtered the name in her mind, and it seemed that she had never seen it in the original owner's diary.

But this is a girl, hiss, she must be a relative and friend with a very good relationship with the original owner.

Speaking of exposure, Gu Xuan suddenly sighed: "You should have had exposure, but the first drama you encountered was aired before? The popularity is OK. If you haven't been replaced, based on your appearance,

It's time to have some fans."

She put her cell phone in her ear again, sat up on the sofa, and alerted her to "um".

"I can't tell whether it's better to recover," Zhong Jiuyin tried to say a cliché, "Is my condition bad last time? I feel that it's better."

Zhong Jiuyin grabbed the name in her words, and her eyes flashed and said, "When talking about Feng Qing, I remembered a little bit of news."

She replied according to a good relationship: "I didn't expect that so many people would really like me."

Zhong Jiuyin remained in a state of dying. She took out her cell phone and didn't look at it. She connected the "heat" sound.

Gu Xuan also said: "And just from yourself, you can say that this is the opportunity you deserve. It's not broken or established. If you were in the previous state, you probably wouldn't be able to achieve the current effect after taking on this show.

I'm just a little sorry for the original owner.

Without saying hello or refuting, that role was replaced by an 18th-tier internet celebrity in other companies.

A clear female voice came from the opposite side: "Hey? What about Zhong Jiuyin?"

Didn’t you say it in the interview at noon? It’s hard to eat rice and just eat bread to maintain vital signs. You turned out to be a woman who was happy all day long.”

"It is said that Feng Qing has an affair with a senior executive in the company."

After saying that, he quietly told her: "The company asked me to run a new marketing account. Don't worry, I will secretly praise you if I send any related gossips."

But she didn't have that strong emotional fluctuation, just said, "Oh, maybe God was telling me that the time was not right. This show was not replaced, so it became my chance."

"It makes sense. Who would have thought that Yan Cheng would participate in such a small program? When Yan Cheng was not officially announced, others probably looked down on this resource and were disdainful to compete with you."

Then it was replaced.

"You are very likable, beautiful and fun. It's normal for everyone to like you, but you haven't exposed it before."

Gu Xuan: "What? Tell me quickly, my job is to find gossip everywhere, exciting, and the best thing to subvert my views!"

Gu Xuan sighed and said with emotion: "I was mentally prepared before calling, because I was afraid that you would pretend on the show, but I was in a bad mood in private. It's good now. This show has Yan Cheng, and it's very popular.

Needless to say, if you grasp it well, you will definitely take a step forward. Then, you will take over the martial arts films, fairy tales and other martial arts recommended by Yan Cheng. Maybe you will surpass Feng Qing in one fell swoop? Then she will envy you."

"You really didn't hear it. You'll treat you next time for dinner. It just so happened that your wishes have come true. I'm chasing the live interview at noon. You are very popular now. I'm in the marketing account subcutaneous group.

I saw your name and the number of fans increased from scratch by 700,000 to 800,000.”

The other party noticed something was wrong, his voice slowed down, and he was a little uncertain: "Didn't you hear my voice? Didn't you give me a note? I'm Gu Xuan."

Although she didn't have many scenes, she was very happy and worked diligently to prepare, and wrote several sheets of paper for various analysis of the role.

Who would give this kind of name if you are serious? It is normal to separate the three words and each word, but when you put them together, you feel a little pampered and happy.

That was the first time the original owner felt uncomfortable and felt that the road might not be so smooth.

In the first play, Zhong Jiuyin recalled the first sad thing the original owner wrote in his diary.

I see that your condition on the show and in the interview has returned to your debut, so that's great. Unlike last time, I was worried that you wouldn't be able to think about it. Is it a recovery, right?"

"Buzzing" the phone in the pocket vibrated.

"Yes, thank you very much. But-"

The other party: "That's fine, I thought you changed the contact information and started over again."

She had no other memory and didn't know this person at all, so she could only simply answer: "No."

"It's me."

"That's okay? I couldn't help crying as I spoke. At that time, your mother was just right to ask about your work? You just wanted to be honest and suffer. Make up lies to my aunt, and blame yourself for being vain afterwards.

I couldn't help but envy other people at the same time, and the pressure was so great that I almost crushed myself.

"..." Zhong Jiuyin touched her eyebrows, "Forget it, the hero will not mention the courage of the past, and the successful people will not mention the begging experience."

The original owner had just debuted at that time, and the company was quite good to newcomers, and they all gave them a big and small resource. She received a small online drama to play the role of the third female.

"?" She was not familiar with the sound, so she took the phone in front of her and took a look. The note was [Little Antique].

Gu Xuan took an exaggerated breath, and then said angrily: "I know! You two are newcomers who debuted at the same time. You were replaced and suppressed again and again, but she just kept resources! She was not as beautiful as you, and she used to be in school.

It turns out that you are not as good as you, you rely on messy relationships to walk through the back door! You used to compare yourself with her, and you were self-pitying. You would be uncomfortable for a month if she became famous. If you knew the news earlier, you wouldn't have to be uncomfortable at the beginning.

Can't sleep late."

The amount of information in the conversation was quite large, and Zhong Jiuyin was thinking.

It seems that the original owner has talked about a lot with this friend. They were in contact with each other from their debut to their car accident. From her words, they could roughly imagine the emotional ups and downs of the original owner at different stages.

The interruption of dreams, the envy and jealousy of peers, the expectations of elders, the depression of oneself, and the depression that is not involved in this small house all day long.

It eventually evolved into wounds on the wrist.


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