Chapter 1217 What a Great Prestige

It is an unwritten rule in the industry to burn incense and worship God before filming starts, praying for everything to go well.

The producer and director and the crowd were preparing to bow when they suddenly heard a girl's voice: "Wait a minute."

It was unlucky to interrupt the power-on ceremony. Everyone looked unhappy and looked at the source of the sound. I saw Jin Ling'er standing alone a few steps away from everyone, sneering: "Are you worshiping God now? Are you guilty? Some people use unfair means to operate in secret and use the back door to grab roles. Do you still want to play such a scene? Fire? Bah!"

This is even more unlucky to say.

Which drama these days doesn’t have a few connections? It was originally an unspoken rule in the industry, but I didn’t expect that some unscrupulous people would specifically bring it up online. Isn’t this an obvious way to find trouble?

"Who are you?" An assistant director couldn't help it, "Go away, security guard!"

Soon the security guards came and wanted to drag Jin Ling'er out.

Jin Ling'er's arm was pulled by someone, but she struggled and refused to leave. She shouted unconvincingly: "You will be in bad luck! This drama has lost all its money! If you want to blame Jiang Bilian, she was the one who robbed people. The character has brought bad luck!"

Among the group of actors, Jiang Bilian's face looked ugly.

As early as the moment Jin Ling'er appeared, she knew that something bad was going to happen, so she couldn't help but shrink back into the crowd, pretending not to recognize Jin Ling'er. Unexpectedly, Jin Ling'er still pulled herself out. Although she had nothing to do with disrupting the opening ceremony, she knew how superstitious the people in the crew were - it was hard to guarantee that the producers, directors, and even celebrities would Kind of, don't blame her for these twists and turns.

Sure enough, many people were already looking at her with unkind expressions.

The female lead in this drama is the Best Actress of the last Nebula Festival. She has a very high status. She values ​​this drama very much when her career is at its peak. Now that the opening ceremony is so unlucky, how can she feel comfortable? "You're just a small character, how come you get into such trouble? You really treat yourself like a dish." She taunted in a low voice. She didn't know who she was scolding, but everyone nearby heard it and laughed in apology.

"Calm down, Sister Qi, you are so lucky, why do you need to worry about little evil spirits? It's just a farce of a few little people. You don't need to be angry. Your skin is so well maintained, but you are much more precious than all of them put together. , Anger will easily lead to fine lines, so it’s not worth it.” With all the coaxing and lying, Sister Qi’s face became better.

Jiang Bilian was uneasy and apologized to her in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Sister Qi."

Sister Na Qi stood away in disgust, without even looking at Jiang Bilian, and said to her assistant: "Stay over there and help me block the bad luck." She directly regarded Jiang Bilian as a scourge.

Jiang Bilian was humiliated and wronged. She felt that she had never been so embarrassed in her life. Seeing the gloating eyes around her, she wanted to dig out a crack in the ground and crawl down. Jin Ling'er... She remembered, she must make Jin Ling'er look good!

Over there, Jin Ling'er was dragged out by two strong security guards. While struggling, she continued to shout: "This drama of yours is unlucky! What's wrong, why don't people talk about it anymore? I wish you a bad reputation, The attendance rate has been falling all the way!" She knew that she had no power and it was impossible to help Xia Yingluo regain her role on her own, so she just came to the set to make a fuss, disgusting people, and venting her bad breath on behalf of her good sisters. That's fine.

The security guard threw her to the ground: "Get away!" and walked away.

Jin Ling'er fell several meters away in embarrassment. Everything in her bag was scattered, and even her bones were falling apart. She fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, and she didn't forget to curse: "The crew is operating behind closed doors. I greet your whole family!" After cursing, she held her waist and moaned for a long time, "Oh, my old waist, You're so cruel. If my waist is broken, let's see what compensation you have to pay! Ouch...it hurts me so much..."

Getting up painfully, Leng Buding almost bumped into an expressionless face. The face was extremely close to hers, and the tip of his nose almost touched the tip of hers. She was so frightened that she screamed and fell back to the ground.

This time, the pain was so painful that tears came out.

"Who are you! You bastard!" She scolded aggrievedly, "Didn't you see such a big aunt like me on the ground? How can you walk, and you bumped into me like this?! Ah?! You fell to my death!"

The other party didn't speak.

Jin Ling'er scolded her for a long time before she felt something was wrong. She raised her head and saw that the other party was still standing there, his eyebrows unmoved, and he was still looking at her expressionlessly. It was a man in a suit, tall and tall as a bamboo, about thirty years old, with a solemn look on his stern face. When he looked down at her, there was a faint sense of oppression.

For some reason, Jin Linger suddenly felt guilty.

However, fearless, she quickly suppressed the guilty feeling and glared at the man fiercely: "What are you looking at? You don't even know how to help me? Do you understand that you hit someone?"

Beside the man, the accompanying assistant couldn't help scolding her: "Why are you talking to Mr. Du!"

The tall man raised his hand slightly to stop the assistant's scolding.

Jin Ling'er looked at them and sneered: "What Mr. Du? I've never heard of it. It's so majestic!" She forgot that she was still lying on the ground in disgrace at this time, with her rusty-blond short hair messy, like a bad girl. .

The man remained calm and extended his hand to her.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that the other person was trying to pull her up, so she held his hand without any politeness. His hands were dry and strong, with thin calluses on his knuckles, which made her feel strange. She quickly suppressed the strangeness, stood upright, and glared at him fiercely.

"Mr. Du, Sister Qi sent a message asking if you have arrived. Let's go in." The assistant beside him said.

The man left Jin Ling'er aside and walked towards the film and television city.

"Hey, stop!" Jin Ling'er couldn't help but call him.

The man really stopped and glanced at her, calmly and unsurprised.

Jin Ling'er suddenly felt irritable and didn't know why she wanted to stop him. It was probably his attitude of not taking her seriously that angered her. In the past few days, she had been fighting for the sake of her good sister Xia Yingluo. I've had enough of being angry in all kinds of ways. "What are you looking at? I've never seen a beautiful woman!" she said harshly.

The assistant next to the man was unhappy: "Why are you talking? We, Mr. Du, have seen a lot of beauties, but we have never seen a beauty like you who fell into mud! You don't even look at yourself in the mirror!"

"You!" Jin Ling'er was so angry that all the grievances in her heart welled up and she glared at him, "Rich people are bastards, even rich people's lackeys are such bastards! None of you are good!"