Chapter 883 Extra 24: Daily LifeShe seemed to have enjoyed glory these years, but she understood her situation better than anyone else.
In the early years, I had access to a lot of resources, but now I have no chance at all.
Although the small workshop made him famous, it also came to an end.
We could still hold on in the previous era of lavish spending, but now the situation is becoming increasingly difficult.
The golden period of actresses is shorter than that of actors, and while younger actresses are catching up, she is unable to catch up and make a breakthrough on the big screen.
The pressure is increasing.
At the beginning, Zhaxi offended the great poet Chen and left his old employer.
She has basically cut herself off from the Beijing circle, and the problem is that she hasn't been able to get many resources from the Shanghai circle.
At the beginning, I thought "Tiny Times" was the beginning, but who knew it would be the peak.
Having one foot in the big screen is much better than Liu Shishi and others, but that’s all.
"I don't believe it, man."
Yang Mi looked down at her granary; it was full.
This man is famous for his romantic life. He is willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of it!
"Ah!"
Chen An sneezed violently, and his hand twisted and he punctured and tore the manuscript he had just finished into pieces!
"Boiled!"
All his hard work was wasted and Chen An couldn't help but curse.
Chen An crumpled the manuscript into a ball and threw the three-point ball into the trash can. He spread his hands, lay back in the chair and decided not to draw today!
He got up and left the study, scratched his messy hair and washed up.
When the maid saw him coming out, she went into the study and helped him clean up. She tidied the room without touching the things on the table.
"Mr. Chen is going out?"
"Ah."
Chen An nodded, took a shower, changed his clothes, tidied himself up and prepared to go out.
"Bon Voyage."
The maid waved and watched Chen An leave.
Lightyear Pictures Building, inside the top floor office.
Chen An took the tissue handed to him by Fan Xiaopang and wiped the sweat from his head.
Intense artistic exchanges are indeed physically demanding.
Fat Fan drank some water to moisten his throat and felt much better.
Pick up the plastic bag from the trash can and take it with you when you leave.
Chen An opened the drawer, took out a box and handed it to the other party. Fat Fan took a look and shook his head.
In response to Chen An's doubts, she made a gesture, and the former quickly understood.
"It won't hurt your body, will it?"
"The doctor said it's fine. It's much better than being a man. There's no reason to regret it."
Fan Xiaopang's rosy face smiled teasingly, and his onion-like fingers made a scissors gesture.
Seeing this, Chen An didn't ask any more questions and lit a cigarette.
Watching his skillful one-stop operation, Fan Xiaopang had already liked it, and the smell of tobacco did not cause her much discomfort.
She tidied her hair, put back the headband that had been torn off and tied her hair up. She also brushed the loose hair around her ears back with her hands and tucked it behind her ears.
"Why did you come to the company today?"
"Aren't you here too?"
"I come here often, but you are a 'rare visitor'."
Although Chen An is a slacker, he still comes to the company occasionally.
After the studio was opened, the company's actors rarely came, including Fan Xiaopang.
The office is still there, but I rarely come here.
Fatty Fan fanned his neck with his hands, drank some water, and when he felt less hot, he said unhappily:
"How dare you say that? I never saw you in the company before."
"The past was the past, and the present is the present. As an artist, you only need to follow orders and make money. As a boss, I have more things to do."
"What's the matter? Want to talk to Li Xuexue? Or Zhou."
"Stop talking nonsense here!"
Chen An said indignantly: "Zhou Xun and I are innocent!" It was so irritating. I didn't know which bastard spread the scandal.
It’s fine if I just eat it, but you put the blame on me for not doing anything. Let me know who is destined to suffer the consequences!
At that time, the opponent was quite handsome, but he had short legs and a flat chest, and he was terribly sober!
Fat Fan blinked in surprise, "Is it true?"
She probably knew that this was fake, and she knew that those people all had obvious characteristics.
Either she needs to have long legs and a tall figure, or she needs to have a broad mind. Zhou Xun obviously does not fit this plan.
Chen An curled his lips: "Believe it or not."
He knew that he was a ruin in this regard, and no matter how he explained, it was useless. Those who didn't believe it would not believe it.
Fan Xiaopang crossed his long, plump legs, with his legs crossed, his soft flesh layered on top of each other, making him look very voluptuous.
"Let's not talk about this. I heard you have a new project?"
She wanted to inquire around, and if there was a suitable role, it would definitely be hers!
Chen An put out his cigarette and threw it into the ashtray. "It's a drama about a group of men. Although it's not a complete war movie, it doesn't pay much attention to the female characters."
It’s hard to say what will happen next, but at least this is the case in “The Yellow Turbans”.
Yi Wenhua was very ambitious. Based on the general framework of Chen An's words, he began to write code to build a complete system.
"I haven't even starred in one of your movies. It's true that our family is harmonious."
"Stop, stop, stop. You're doing this again."
Chen An interrupted her before she could finish.
"Come and watch "The Legend of Zu", a series of films about Xu Ke's projects."
"But I want to play your role. I'm the only one who hasn't starred in your movie. Zeng Li and Yu Jinghong have both!"
Fan Xiaopang was a little unconvinced. In terms of looks, she was no worse than anyone else.
If they hadn’t met late, it would never have been their turn!
She feels that she is quite suitable for "My Sassy Girl", "Little Forest" and "A Clue" are also acceptable.
But I didn’t get any!
As for Li Xuexue, why should she compare with herself?
"Don't be picky, it's good enough to have something to shoot."
Chen An stretched out his index finger and tapped Fan Xiaopang’s forehead. “A project like The Legend of Zu Mountain is so hard to come by that others would even beg for it. Why are you still looking down on it?”
Fan Xiaopang curled his lips and said, "The Legend of Shushan" is just "The Legend of Shushan".
Next time, I must keep a closer eye on the other party’s project.
After chatting for a while, Fat Fan picked up the garbage bag, put on his red high heels, and left to get the script.
But Chen An grabbed him and said, "What are you doing? Can you come and go as you please in my office?"
After giving birth, Fan Xiaopang, who has become more mature and charming, always makes him feel itchy.
She still has the perfect, delicate oval face, impeccable foxy features, and captivating peach blossom eyes, but there is more charm between her eyebrows, or is it the holiness of motherhood?
He often has the feeling of learning new things by revisiting the past.
Fat Fan rolled his eyes, squatted down and put the garbage bag down.
At night, the moon was very bright, and silver frost was sprinkled on the grass beside the car as it passed.
Chen An felt that tonight was a good day to stay up late.
He is in incredibly good shape now, his thoughts are exceptionally clear, and he is in the perfect state for work.
After returning home and eating the meal left by the maid, I went into the study to continue writing and drawing.
Unfortunately, he was interrupted by Yu Jinghong in the middle of the night.
After inviting a one-on-one confrontation, Chen An dribbled past the opponent and faced the opponent's iron-clad defense.
Constant fadeaway jump shots, crazy scoring, and difficult breakthroughs in the defense.
In the end, the draft that Chen An had spent two hours drawing was successfully scrapped again, and today's work was in vain.
"I have worked for nothing today."
After throwing the wet manuscript into the trash can, Chen An felt that it would be better for him to go to bed early.
After cleaning up the table, Chen An planned to wash up and go upstairs to sleep.
But Yu Jinghong had no intention of letting him go just like that. Chen An had just finished taking a shower and was walking out of the bathroom with a towel to wipe his head when she grabbed him.
"Elbow! Follow me into the house!"
(End of this chapter)
