Abstract Art Award Winner

Chapter 28: The trajectory deviates to the left. He Chenguang, the real one is Zhou Le (asking for recommendation votes and monthly tickets~)

When Zhou Le was in college, he felt like a dark horse, graduating from a prestigious university with excellent grades.

Who would have thought that after graduation I would go to a construction company and become a slave.

Although I made less money as an extra, at least I was happy. After entering the studio and becoming the third male lead in the crew, I felt that life seemed to be getting better.

In the end, they are still just cattle and horses.

When Zhou Le returned to Yu Qian's house in the evening, he was holding his cell phone.

I called Tan Siyun again.

"Hey, I have a home."

The sound of water from Tan Siyun's side suddenly stopped.

"Ah? You're married? A rich woman?"

Zhou Le was helpless: "What rich woman? I just found a godfather."

Tan Siyun felt that the situation seemed to be getting more serious: "Godfather? Zhou Le, don't scare me. At worst, we can just quit the entertainment industry. We can't lose ourselves just because we've tasted the benefits. Even if you find a rich woman, there are many young people like you now."

Zhou Le explained with a mixture of laughter and tears: "What's going on? You know Yu Qian, the crosstalk artist. He's very kind to me. I just accepted him as my godfather today. It was only today that I realized that once you have a background, the world will feel brighter and everyone will smile at you."

Tan Siyun finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Congratulations, no one will dare to bully you anymore."

Zhou Le was filled with emotion.

In the past, in the small rental house in Tiantongyuan, the two of them often came back to drink beer and eat cold dishes, scolding those assistant directors who looked down on others and the young actors who acted like big shots.

"Do you still want to return to the entertainment industry?"

Zhou Le asked again.

But Tan Siyun refused without thinking: "No, I find that sometimes it's good for people to be compatible with others. I'm definitely not the prettiest in that circle, but in the steamed bun industry, I think I'm the best-looking one. Actually, doing some business is good. Even if you become a star, you will definitely have to do business in the future. I just avoided taking many detours for many years."

After hearing this, Zhou Le didn't say much.

"Okay, I'm not going to talk about this anymore. I'm taking a shower now. You should get some rest. You drank so much and don't throw up again."

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

Just like that, Zhou Le put down his phone and fell into a deep sleep.

As a result, early the next morning, I heard someone knocking on the door. It was Wu Jing's voice.

"Don't sleep anymore, get up quickly, the plane will be late."

Zhou Le suddenly woke up, quickly put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

"Brother Jing, why are you here?"

"I was afraid you'd stand me up, so I came here to catch you. Breakfast is ready. Now hurry up and wash up. You'll have ten minutes, including taking a shit."

After graduation, apart from the 30 days of hard work at the construction site, Zhou Le felt what military style was for the first time.

I quickly took a shit and showered, then changed my clothes as soon as I came out. I only took my phone, charger, and wallet and hurried out to get in the car.

It was still dark outside at this time.

"What time is our flight?"

"nine thirty."

Zhou Le looked at the current time, it was 5:30 in the morning.

"Don't look at it. It's definitely better to go early than to be late. Have breakfast at the airport." Wu Jing said.

Zhou Le sighed.

He had forgiven everything in the world before going to bed yesterday, but now, he was deeply concerned about the past.

Although the opportunity is rare.

When they arrived at the airport, the three of them each had a bowl of beef noodles, and Zhou Le took the initiative to pay.

A bowl cost 58, and the total cost was 174.

Seeing the price, Zhou Le could only say it was awesome. He then followed them into the VIP lounge.

"Are we going to sit in first class?" This was the first time Zhou Le had been to such a place.

Wu Jing smiled and said, "Yeah, although I'm short of money, this is not a big deal. Besides, with Brother Qian here, I have to stay in first class."

Wait until you board the plane.

Zhou Le saw that the first-class cabin even had a separate private room.

There is a TV, free wine, and even a separate bar. If it were the previous Zhou Le, no one would dare to decorate the house like this.

"How about the specifications of this Qatar Airways?"

Zhou Le exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "Awesome."

He used to think that rich people must live a happy life, but now he feels that the life of rich people is simply unimaginable to ordinary people, as there are too many things beyond their cognition.

"Don't be envious. You can always ride in this kind of cabin whenever you go out. Honestly, I'm considered poor in this industry," Wu Jing said with a smile. "To put it bluntly, even though I became famous early, those young idols can earn what I've earned in more than ten years in just two years."

Afterwards, Zhou Le saw the flight attendant again.

Incredibly beautiful.

The conditions in all aspects seem to be top-notch, whether they are local or foreign.

He is also very tall.

"I also want to be a wicked rich man."

Zhou Le sighed in his heart.

As the plane took off, Zhou Le began to chat with Wu Jingyu.

But it was mainly Wu Jing who talked about this shoot.

"We have to go to Kenya first. We still have some scenes there. We'll shoot Qian Ge's scenes first, and then Le Er. Le Er has a lot of scenes, and I'll have to learn a lot first. Also, we have to read the script thoroughly. We want to save as much as possible on filming costs. Also, don't go out unless necessary. It's very chaotic there."

Zhou Le was curious: "How messy is it?"

Wu Jing smiled. "Let's put it this way. We were the better off because we hired a local armed group as bodyguards. But the other Chinese people there were basically pointed at with AKs and had all their valuables stolen."

Listening to what Wu Jing said, Zhou Le also had a deeper understanding of the chaos over there.

But later Wu Jing became curious about how Zhou Le was so familiar with guns and where he learned his street fighting skills.

Zhou Le could only start to gossip about Xia Ji: "Because I used to like guns, I always studied them. Later, I was lucky enough to get a part-time job at a shooting range, so I became familiar with them. As for fighting, a lot of the hooligans in our area used to collect protection money. At first, they paid it back, but later they felt they couldn't tolerate it anymore, so they started fighting. Over time, they developed these despicable fighting styles."

Wu Jingshen was deeply touched.

"It's really despicable."

After saying this, Zhou Le felt that his experience points had increased a bit.

But Wu Jing did not doubt it. Instead, he thought that Zhou Le had a good character. He would take action when necessary and was very manly.

"You might not know this, but I originally intended to cast Wu Yifan in your role, but I raised his price three times and he still wasn't interested. Then I realized I was still interested in you, and it was Brother Qian who introduced me to you."

Zhou Le actually knew about this a long time ago.

But he still pretended not to know and asked, "It's the one that was just exposed by an internet celebrity in the first half of the year."

"Yes, that's him."

Zhou Le sighed: "For this type of film, we should find some actors with good backgrounds. Otherwise, those people might have their house collapsed one day, or they might as well just go in and cry. Then they won't have anywhere to cry."

Wu Jing looked at the young actor in front of him: "A legitimate one means..."

"As for me, three generations of my ancestors have been teachers, and I come from a great working-class background. Isn't that a good enough background?"

Wu Jing smiled: "The seedlings are indeed red, but I don't know if the roots are right."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Jing and Yu Qian burst into hearty laughter.

Zhou Le stood up and started unbuckling his belt: "This is serious, I need to take a look. I need to let Director Wu know that I, Zhou Le, am not He Chenguang, whose trajectory is biased to the left."

(End of this chapter)