I conquered the entertainment industry

Chapter 1019
"Yifan, what's wrong with you?"

In one of the film studios of Excellence Film and Television City, following the director's click, manager Wu Yue walked up to Qin Yifan with a thermos cup and handed it to him.

Seeing Qin Yifan shaking his head, Wu Yue sighed, "If you're not feeling well, I'll say hello to the director, let's adjust a few scenes, and you can take a break. But you're like this..."

The urban idol drama that is being filmed at the moment is a script that the company has just won with great difficulty, and it is still the number one male.

I thought Qin Yifan wanted to be popular and popular, and he needed to have acting skills, even if he couldn't become popular with this drama, at least he could secure his position as a first-line niche.

However, it had been three days since the filming started, and Qin Yifan was obviously not in the mood.

In this show, except for him and the heroine, almost all others are newcomers.

Ordinarily, it should be his acting skills that beat the other rookies.

The result is exactly the opposite.

After a few days of playing with opponents, he was clicked more times than those newcomers combined.

During the break, there were endless whispers about him.

In the past few days, even the director's face has turned a little bit wrong.

If this continues, the word of mouth will be ruined, and if the director asks for a replacement, it will be embarrassing.

"Did something happen at home?"

Wu Yue said with concern: "Why don't you take two days off to rest so that you can make adjustments?"

Qin Yifan fell silent.

It's been two days, two full days since Qin Ye arrived in Paris.

But there was no news from that person.

Yesterday, I could still see Qin Ye's street photos from Dark Night Studio's Weibo, but today, the street photos are gone, and I can't even contact that person.

On the one hand, he felt that the man had already succeeded, Qin Ye died on the streets of Paris, and the news had not yet spread back to China, so everything online was as usual.

And that person was eager to escape, so he didn't bother to contact him to ask for the other 150 million.

On the one hand, he was worried that he was thinking too much, and Qin Ye escaped again like so many times.

But no matter which one, at this moment, Qin Yifan desperately wanted an answer.

That way, he can move on to the next step with peace of mind.

At this moment, the feeling that the first boot has landed, but the second boot does not know when it will fall, made him scratch his heart and liver.

Not to mention acting, these two nights, he couldn't even sleep well.

"Sister Yue, I'm fine..."

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the director and the assistant director looking at him frequently, chatting a few words from time to time, afraid that they were discussing a replacement, Qin Yifan cheered up and said: "I just have a little insomnia recently, I haven't slept Okay, so I’m not in good spirits. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely be able to adjust by today at most.”

In a few hours, the Paris International Film Festival begins.

If something happened to Qin Ye, he would not be able to attend the film festival as scheduled.

At that time, even if Dark Night Studio wanted to hide it, it might not be able to hide it anymore.

A few hours, just a few more hours.

Seeing Qin Yifan's insistence, Wu Yue stopped trying to persuade him. Seeing that the director informed all departments to prepare, he patted Qin Yifan on the shoulder to cheer him on.

With the director's face almost as good as the bottom of the pot, and other actors' expressions of gloating, it was difficult to end the morning shooting.

Back in the hotel room, Qin Yifan turned on the live broadcast of the Paris International Film Festival almost immediately.

At five o'clock in the afternoon in Paris time, stars began to arrive one after another.

The time was getting closer to seven o'clock, not to mention Qin Ye, and even Chen An didn't show up. Qin Yifan's heart began to feel a little uncontrollable ecstasy.

Qin Ye is dead!

Qin Ye is really dead!

I have been disappointed too many times, but I never thought that this time I would do it myself, and it would end like this.

Qin Yifan's ecstasy overflowed from the bottom of his heart almost uncontrollably.

When the phone rang, he thought it was a call for credit from that person, so Qin Yifan answered the call without delaying a second.

But the voice at the other end was familiar and cold, which made his good mood instantly freeze to the bottom like ice.

(End of this chapter)