After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

Song Yunran dropped a bomb and went back to the hotel.

Cheng Jiaming was unable to calm down for a long time. Throughout the afternoon, I don't know how many times NG was scolded by Director Tan.

Because of this, the scene that was originally filmed at 7 o'clock in the evening was dragged by Cheng Jiaming to 9:30.

He blushed and apologized to everyone. He returned to the hotel to think for a while, and decided to take a bath and calm down.

After taking a shower quickly, Cheng Jiaming's heart beats very fast.

At the beginning of his career, he envisioned a similar situation.

With his handsome appearance, it is reasonable to attract the attention of a few wealthy people.

In his cognition, the other party may be a rich woman full of emeralds, or a rich man over half a hundred years old. In short, it is some old and unscrupulous people who will appreciate his youthful and energetic body.

However, Song Yunran is so young and looks pretty in all fairness. He should be an absolutely likable type wherever he goes, and he can't think of having to use dirty money transactions in exchange for bed partners.

Depraved, so depraved.

And he has Qin Ke, why...

Cheng Jiaming couldn't help sighing. After sighing, the scene of the afternoon shot unconsciously appeared in his mind.

After he was NG again, several small complaints inevitably sounded around him.

At that time, the filming was a play that required the use of Avia. Not to mention that the actors who hung on the Avia were also very hard. Everyone was worried that the actors who filmed in the air would make a mistake. Unexpectedly, they were standing on the ground and watching the lively backboard. .

Amid the grumble, Qin Ke, who had just been put down from WIA, didn't say a word, just glanced at him lightly, still maintaining the character's careless expression, unconsciously pulling out a beautiful sword flower in his hand.

As an actor, Cheng Jiaming certainly knew that Qin Ke was in the play.

Compared with this focused attitude, his mistakes are even more amateurish.

It seems that they are destined to be different from each other when they are born.

Cheng Jiaming disdain, what's so great.

Qin Ke must rely on Song Yunran to get good resources. If he played the male number one, his performance must be better than Qin Ke.

Now that the opportunity has come...

Cheng Jiaming gritted his teeth, stood up and sprayed some perfume on his body.

After taking the elevator upstairs, he took a few deep breaths, squeezed out a business smiling face, and pressed the 1702 doorbell.

One minute passed.

Cheng Jiaming smiled stiffly, why no one came to open the door?

He rang the doorbell again, and the closed door still did not open for him.

No, is it because I was three hours late and Song Yunran went out altogether?

Cheng Jiaming slapped his head and couldn't help but feel annoyed.

After thinking about it, while holding his breath and paying attention to the movement inside, he cautiously pressed the doorbell one last time.

This time, the door finally opened.

Cheng Jiaming heard some noisy sound effects coming from the crack of the door, but he didn't care. Instead, he put on a smiling face again: "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, for keeping you waiting."

"It's okay, I didn't wait for you specifically."

Song Yunran played the game without looking up, "Come in, wait until I finish this game."

Cheng Jiaming: "..."

Even if you look up at the look I have taken care of specifically?

Song Yunran walked inside after speaking, not discovering Cheng Jiaming's loss at all.

He knew that it was difficult to predict exactly when the actors would finish work, so he called a few friends to play games in a row after dinner.

At this moment, the battle is fierce. If Cheng Jiaming didn't press the bell to affect his operation, he would be ready to open the door after he finished the fight.

Cheng Jiaming sat down in a complex mood and watched the future gold master games.

Song Yunran's food was as good as ever, and his friends were a little better, but it didn't take long for him to collectively die.

Cheng Jiaming thought that what should have come was finally coming, and never thought Song Yunran immediately said in a loud voice, "I didn't play well just now, let's have another game!"

"I don't want to listen to this in another round." He Ziyou said contemptuously, "Listen to persuasion, isn't it good to delete the game?"

Song Yunran was tragically abandoned by his friends, almost crushing the phone with anger.

He sat there with a dark face, repeatedly clicking in and out of the game, as if he hadn't enjoyed it.

Cheng Jiaming hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Song, that..."

Song Yunran said in pain, "Don't talk to me yet."

He is not in the mood to deal with Cheng Jiaming now, and he is thinking about how there is such a bad gaming experience in the world.

After playing the game for three hours today, the game was hit on the ground so that there was no counterattack!

Cheng Jiaming didn't think so well, and he didn't get a teacher, so he had to find a way to coax Mr. Song.

He took out his mobile phone and sent out a few messages, and then said: "I have a few friends who used to play professionally, and now they retired to be an anchor. Should I let them lead you?"

The frustrated Song Yunran immediately came to his mind, and asked with bright eyes: "Really? They don't have a live broadcast right now, I don't want to be spoiled by netizens."

So you know your own food.

Cheng Jiaming nodded numbly: "It's all down. Add a friend and I will pull you."

In the next two hours, Song Yunran had an excellent gaming experience.

After getting over the addiction, he and several others inquired about the address of their live broadcast room, and planned to return some gifts to others.

Seeing this situation and this scene, Cheng Jiaming was very confused.

What's the matter, didn't he come to accept the unspoken rules?

Why did you become the prince’s companion unknowingly?

At the same time, Song Yunran had a fresh idea in his heart.

His original plan was to use Wancheng's theory of resource allocation to let Cheng Jiaming know that the reason for his frustration was actually the company and not Qin Ke. He used a trick to turn Cheng Jiaming’s anger into the east. On the head of Wancheng.

But now after playing the game, he changed his mind.

"How does it feel to join the group today?" Song Yunran put down his phone and asked politely.

"...Not so good. I'm only a male fifth, and everyone doesn't take me seriously."

Cheng Jiaming decided to sell it miserably and smiled sadly, "Sometimes I really envy Qin Ke, who can get Song's respect. Unlike me in Wancheng, I haven't even seen the boss."

Song Yunran was a member of Wancheng Film and Television in his previous life, and knew no less inside information than Cheng Jiaming.

There are a lot of artists in Wancheng, and the boss’s main business is not in this area. He doesn’t usually come to the company at all. Artists of the level like Cheng Jiaming will naturally not be able to see them.

He nodded and said, "It's normal, after all, you are not popular."

Cheng Jiaming almost vomited a mouthful of blood: "I understand, but who doesn't want to be an artist? Mr. Song, don't look at me laughing and joking all the time. In fact, privately, I am still very unwilling."

Song Yunran expressed his understanding: "That's why you are jealous of Qin Ke. I think I have worked very hard. Why can't I be better than him? Why is the company unwilling to praise me?"

As a tool person who understands the original work, Song Yunran analyzes the psychology of the supporting role extremely accurately.

Cheng Jiaming was said to be the central issue, and for a while he didn't know what expression to put on.

I had to frown and sighed, leaving Song Yunran room for imagination.

It's best to imagine him as a talented genius, and then make up his mind to help him like Peng Qin Ke.

Song Yunran asked step by step: "I heard that your company has signed too many people, so it basically adopts a stocking policy. If you want to get the company's good resources, you must first seize the opportunity to become popular?"

"That's it."

Cheng Jiaming has a headache when he mentions this. He feels that this is simply an endless loop. If the company doesn't feed resources well, what red do I get?

If like Qin Ke, he can win the male number one directed by Tan Ming in one fell swoop, then he won't have to worry.

"Well, in this case, I actually have a good way." Song Yunran asked with a smile, "Do you want to listen?"

Cheng Jiaming's heartbeat speeded up suddenly, and for so long, it was time to talk about the important point.

I just don't know if Song always likes to be above or below.

I hope it's down, I'm a straight man, he thought sadly.

Song Yunran approached solemnly: "Have you considered playing games live?"

Cheng Jiaming: "...Huh?"

Song Yunran looked serious: "You play well in the game, and you know a friend who is an anchor. The big business opportunity is in front of you. Haven't you noticed it?"

This is the good method Song Yunran thought of just now.

As a former tool man, he understands why Cheng Jiaming can't get through with Qin Ke by ghosts and gods, because the original universe consciousness restricts his thinking.

In fact, as long as he jumped out of the original framework, Cheng Jiaming should understand that Qin Ke is not the only one in the entertainment industry, and even if he kills Qin Ke unconsciously, good resources will not fall to him.

Because he is not popular enough, and his strength is not outstanding enough.

Putting this kind of people on Wancheng Film and Television is a proper cannon fodder.

Although at this time, many people still think that live broadcasts are the talents of Internet celebrities, but Song Yunran knows that before long, the traffic of live broadcasts will attract the eyes of various companies, and many half-star artists will welcome them. Come to the second spring of your career!

Cheng Jiaming's face is full of question marks: "Playing games live? No, I'm a serious actor."

Song Yunran put on the president's face and persuaded: "When you accumulate enough fans in the live broadcast room, the popularity will naturally come up, and the company is not blind. Will you be left out if you become popular?"

These words were so plausible that Cheng Jiaming felt that he must believe it, but he couldn't believe it all.

He hesitantly asked: "Qin Ke will also go live?"

Song Yunran was taken aback for a moment, this question was difficult to answer.

I can't always say "Qin Ke is the protagonist, and every day / itinerary is full in the future, how can I have time to broadcast live".

With an idea, he asked, "Who is better at playing games between you and Qin Ke?"

So smart, Song Yunran praised herself in her heart.

Although Qin Ke only showed one hand in his home, he didn't even need to think about it. According to the book's setting, the protagonist would definitely not lose to the villain.

Sure enough, Cheng Jiaming's face paled.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, Qin Ke was far in his possession regardless of his acting skills or the level of the game.

It's just that people are not very interested in this stuff, so they play a few games in their spare time at school.

If Qin Ke joins the live broadcast world on a whim, wouldn't everything be back to the original point?

Cheng Jiaming said quickly: "He doesn't like playing games."

"Then it will end."

Song Yunran looked at the early hours of the morning, and said, "Okay, you can go out."

Cheng Jiaming was stunned: "Is it gone?"

You called me to the room specifically, didn't you want to rule me out?

Song Yunran glanced at him and said inexplicably, "Of course you want the rest. You are not an artist from Galaxy. It would be nice if I can show you the way. What else do you want to talk to me?"

Cheng Jiaming was driven out of the room confused, standing outside the door, lost in thought.

Is this not looking at me?

Or is it because I always mention Qin Ke, which unfortunately triggered his deep guilt?

Cheng Jiaming confidently believes that the answer should be the latter.

When he made a mistake, he secretly stunned his wrist, and simply missed a good opportunity to make a fortune.

But after thinking about it, I didn't need to sacrifice anything to get the guidance of a president. This wave seemed to be a good one.

If you really rely on live broadcast to earn popularity, maybe the company really wants to take a high look at me?

Cheng Jiaming was thinking about it when he suddenly heard the sound of the elevator door opening.

He turned his head and saw the assistant and bodyguards behind Qin Ke, who had finished work, walking towards the corridor.

Qin Ke also saw Cheng Jiaming.

He frowned, remembering that on the way back, Xiao Ke said that Song Yunran might want to sign Cheng Jiaming into Galaxy.

Seeing his indifferent expression, Cheng Jiaming straightened his back subconsciously, smirked and said hello: "It's finished?"

"What are you doing here?" Qin Ke asked.

Cheng Jiaming was nervous for a moment for no reason.

So he raised the volume: "What's up with you, do I still need your consent to play games with Mr. Song?"

Before the words fell, Cheng Jiaming saw the meaning of speechlessness in the eyes of other people.

It is estimated that he, as an actor, did not perform well in filming today. After returning, he was still addicted to games and couldn't help himself.

Cheng Jiaming's self-esteem was stabbed by these eyes, and he was ready to fight back with his neck. He planned that if Qin Ke satirized him with such words, he would fight back fiercely.

Who knows Qin Ke just nodded, "Well, thank you for spending the time with him."

Then he led the other three people away without looking back, as if he didn't care at all.

Cheng Jiaming was shocked, and he got into the elevator in a daze and thought, he is so confident.

Are you not afraid that Mr. Song will be looking for a new love?

Qin Ke returned to the room and drank a glass of ice water calmly on the surface.

Xiao Ke helped him organize the things he needed to use tomorrow, and said unconvinced: "Cheng Jiaming must be going to please Mr. Song. Fortunately, he can think of playing games, so I look down on Mr. Song too much."

Qin Ke's tone was calm: "Don't talk about it."

"...Okay." Xiao Ke said, "Then I will go back first, and I will call you tomorrow morning."

After sending away the assistant and bodyguard, Qin Ke's calm expression finally couldn't sustain.

He tensed his fingers on the water glass until his phalanx turned white sharply, and he gave a gentle "tsk".

After a moment of silence, Qin Ke took out his mobile phone and clicked on the chat interface with Song Yunran: [Play games? 】

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Song Yunran's reply was long overdue: [Are you floating? 】

Qin Ke: [? 】

Song Yunran: [I still want to play games so late, don’t you want to film tomorrow? Dad is very disappointed in you, so reflect on yourself. 】

Qin Ke: "..."

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