Abstract Art Award Winner

Chapter 57 The sky is falling

"But how could I possibly be part of this kind of variety show? Don't we still have Jin Dong and Wang Kai in our company? Logically speaking, even if we were to look for someone, they should be given priority. In comparison, I'm like a rookie."

Hearing this, Su Yingxia on the other end of the phone also showed a smug expression.

"Brother Le, you don't know, I just called President Lu, and she said she had dinner with you once before and felt you were a nice person, so she gave you the opportunity with Wang Kai this time."

Zhou Le took a breath of cold air.

He was a little confused about what Mr. Lu was thinking.

I wanted to recognize her as my stepmother but she refused, but in the end she is willing to give me such good resources?

Apart from anything else, any domestic male artist would definitely not refuse this kind of program.

Even willing to spend money.

At least Zhou Le is willing to spend his own money to buy such an opportunity. As long as it is within his affordability, there is no problem.

Back then, the leader was willing to pay Director Zhang in order to get the role.

And the platform I want to use is bigger.

"Okay, then I'll get ready first."

But on second thought, I felt like I had adapted to this kind of life.

When he was a child, Zhou Le's wish was to become an architect.

It was not until he grew up that Zhou Le realized that his dream was only half fulfilled. His job involved construction, but he was not an architect, but a construction worker.

So, later Zhou Le’s wish was to become a rich man.

Now that I think about it, it seems like it’s only half done.

You are rich, but you are just a rich ox or horse.

Of course, Zhou Le grew from the lowest level of cattle and horses to high-level cattle and horses.

"Forget it, put on socks first and then shoes, be a grandson first and then a grandfather."

Zhou Le quickly adjusted his mentality.

However, just after Su Yingxia told Zhou Le the good news that he would be appearing in "National Treasure", she also told him another piece of news, which was related to the movie "Dying to Survive".

"Brother Le, because the filming is about to start, you will leave for Nanjing next Thursday, but according to the requirements of the film, you have to look like a skinny patient."

Zhou Le's heart skipped a beat: "Should I lose weight?"

"Yes."

Zhou Le felt dizzy for a moment.

Although he also believes that it is normal for an actor to have an image that meets the standards of the role, but according to the previous shooting plan of "Dying to Survive", he will appear about half a month after the start of shooting. In other words, he only has more than 20 days left to lose weight?
The sky is falling!
Afterwards, Zhou Le weighed himself again.

One hundred and fifty kilograms.

Zhou Le: “.”

"I have to lose at least 30 pounds, right?"

Zhou Le looked at the muscles on his body.

Finally, he sighed.

"Xiao Su, help me develop a fitness plan before tomorrow. The goal is to lose at least 30 pounds. You don't have to worry about the intensity, as long as it achieves the results. By the way, help me make a diet plan."

Zhou Su Yingxia nodded: "Brother Le, can't we use other methods when the time comes? For example, put on makeup to make you look thinner. Wouldn't thirty pounds in less than a month be too much?"

"Don't worry, it's not much. They paid me several million for the film, and although 70% of it goes to the company, think about it, how much can an average person earn in a year? If I take money from others and do things for them, wouldn't that be a waste of their money?"

"Brother Le, you are so dedicated."

Zhou Le shook his head: "It's not dedication, it's the self-cultivation of cattle and horses."

"If I earn 3,000 yuan a month, I will let my boss know that I can only do 3,000 yuan worth of work. But if I earn 300,000 yuan a month and the cost is just filming a movie and losing weight, why would you do it?"

Su Yingxia suddenly realized what was going on. She clenched her fist and said fiercely, "Go! I'll make the boss go bankrupt!"

"So, go ahead, Xiao Su, I'll leave it to you. Whether you and I can become rich in the future depends entirely on whether you follow this weight loss plan and diet well!"

Su Yingxia's pressure doubled.

But the more pressure she faces, the more motivated she becomes.

And just like that, another day passed.

Su Yingxia came to Zhou Le's house early and prepared breakfast.

"Brother Le, get up and have breakfast. After that, you need to exercise."

Zhou Le walked out of the bedroom in a daze, shirtless.

Looking at the cup of dark stuff that Su Yingxia handed over. "What is this?"

"Black coffee, this will be your breakfast from now on, Brother Le."

Zhou Le took it and took a sip.

It was sour and bitter, and a strong feeling of discomfort instantly rushed to my head!

"Wow, this is coffee-flavored Chinese medicine!"

"No, it's just black coffee."

Zhou Le looked again: "Are you sure?"

"I am sure!"

Zhou Le nodded, thought of himself as a child, then put the cup to his mouth, tilted his head back and drank the whole cup of black coffee in one gulp.

A mask of pain suddenly appeared on his face.

It's hard to speak.

"Is there any candy? Give me some candy, I can't stand it anymore."

"No, Brother Le, you're on a diet now and can't eat sweets, but I have a way to relieve it for you. Just close your eyes."

Zhou Le closed his eyes after hearing this.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Le felt two soft lips pressing against him.

“It really doesn’t seem to be bitter anymore.”

Zhou Le opened his eyes and looked at the assistant in front of him in surprise.

"Of course. The lipstick I wear is sweet. Today's is lychee flavor."

But it's morning.

Zhou Le was a young man full of vigor and vitality. In this situation, he reached out and put his arms around Su Yingxia's slender waist and picked her up.

"No, it can't be."

Zhou Le thought it was just a little fun at first.

"Brother Le, this is really not possible. You should go out and exercise now."

Zhou Le stopped immediately and looked at Su Yingxia in his arms: "What should I do?"

"What should I do? This kind of thing will damage my health. How can I run and jump rope after that?"

"Hurry and put me down. Go change your clothes. You told me to supervise you. Now I'm not only your agent and assistant, but also your strictest fitness trainer! Go quickly, or I'll whip you with my whip!"

Su Yingxia and Zhou Le have been together for a long time and know that Zhou Le is casual.

This kind of joke is harmless.

So, that morning, Zhou Le went out and divided into six groups, ran a total of six kilometers, and then divided into sixteen groups, jumped eight thousand ropes.

Finally, he lay dying on the deserted playground track.

"I'm so tired. This is not a job for humans."

"But I'm doing this for work, but some people who don't look fat still want to lose weight. Are they masochists?"

Su Yingxia helped Zhou Le wipe the sweat off his face.

He said, "I don't know if they have masochistic tendencies, I only know that Brother Le will have lunch in half an hour."

Zhou Le was able to eat as soon as he heard it.

Suddenly I felt energetic.

Just after returning home and resting for a while, Zhou Le saw the plate of black noodles that Su Yingxia brought out from the kitchen, and the green broccoli next to it.

"what is this?"

"It's a fitness meal."

"Yes, this appetizer is indeed very healthy, although it's not very appetizing. But what are we having for dinner later?"

Su Yingxia: “???”

“This is the main course.”

Zhou Le: "???"

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