"You haven't been in business for a long time. Come on, take a photo and post it on Weibo."
As an assistant, Duanmuli has always been conscientious. She will remind her on time not only about her work schedule but also about all kinds of trivial matters.
It was now past midnight, and Ni Bingyan had just finished work. He took a shower, changed clothes, dried his hair, and took a nap on the sofa. He was too tired to talk.
Hearing Duanmu Li's words, he slowly turned his head and saw her holding her cell phone towards him.
The two long legs are spread apart and the body is tilted to the right, in a very funny posture.
Ni Bingyan couldn't help but smile tiredly.
Duanmu Li quickly took a set of photos for her and sent her a WeChat message asking her to post them herself.
"There won't be a show until tomorrow afternoon. You can have some rest in the morning."
Ni Bingyan nodded and sat on the sofa not wanting to leave.
As for posting on Weibo, I don’t even want to do it.
She had been filming all day during the day and had a rainy night scene in the evening. She felt like she was going to be exhausted.
After Lena graduated, she joined a company. Her menopausal boss offended her because she didn't know how to deal with the world when she first joined the company. She was also eye-catchingly beautiful, so he was unhappy with her and made everything difficult at work.
On this day, Reina was misled by her boss again. She worked overtime until ten o'clock in the evening, but it suddenly started to rain on the way home.
It seems like God is laughing at her - your efforts are not worth mentioning, there are still many sufferings in the world!
As Lena walked on the road, the rejection of her colleagues, the targeting of her superiors, the covetousness of her boss, and the struggles and pains of the past came to mind one by one...
Reina suddenly collapsed, clutching the railing by the river and crying non-stop!
But because she was adopted, she was used to being patient with Xiaoyin, so she even cried like this quietly.
On such a cold day, filming such a scene with great emotional fluctuations in the rain was a huge test for Ni Bingyan's mental and physical abilities.
She finally met the director's requirements, successfully finished filming, and took a good hot bath. Now staying in the heated room, she felt lazy and didn't want to do anything.
If she hadn't been caught in the rain and had to take a shower and change clothes, she would have gone home directly.
"There's something special about the photos I just took. It makes people want to take care of your beauty. Just post it on Weibo~ You don't know how much makeup you have."
Hearing that Duanmu Li wanted to persuade her to open her business, Ni Bingyan waved her hand directly.
"Fans need to be tortured once in a while to increase their stickiness," Duanmu Li said rationally, "It's very appropriate to post on Weibo when you're almost dead from exhaustion to make fans feel distressed."
Ni Bingyan was speechless: "Let's go, it's time to go home."
Putting on a soft long down jacket, Ni Bingyan took Duanmu Li and dragged his legs out of the door.
Being stimulated by the cold air outside, my whole body suddenly became energetic.
She has no driver or bodyguard here. Fortunately, she lives very close to the set.
The two walked one behind the other.
Colma was extremely quiet at midnight. The weather was dry and cold, so if I wore thick clothes, I didn't feel particularly cold.
The long boots stepped on the brick paved path, and the soles of the feet had a different kind of touch.
Ni Bingyan glanced at the dotted lights on both sides of the road and asked her, "Where did you learn this crooked truth?"
Duanmu Li was stunned for a moment, not knowing what she was talking about, so he asked doubtfully: "Huh?"
"Didn't you say before that you want to torture fans? You said that this can increase the stickiness of fans. Let me ask you where did you learn this crooked truth?"
Duanmu Li was unconvinced: "I have been studying agent-related courses in the past few years, and this is how it is done in the industry. When you are injured or tired, you have to let your fans know! Only in this way can they deepen their respect for you. Understand. You don’t know that people always have short memories of beautiful things and always have deep memories of other people’s sufferings.”
Ni Bingyan suddenly realized: "So, this is the reason why those popular idols still buy hot searches every time they are injured, even if they know they will be laughed at by the crowd?"
As long as you can get the fans' heartache, it doesn't matter what shit others spray out of their mouths?
Thinking of this, Ni Bingyan couldn't help laughing.
A few days ago, a singer accidentally fell and received a thin scratch on his face, more than one centimeter long. He took a photo and posted it on Weibo. As a result, the crowd ridiculed him and the entire Internet made up jokes.
Thinking of the comment with the most likes at that time, Ni Bingyan wanted to laugh.
[The doctor had a serious look on his face: "Fortunately you arrived in time, otherwise the wound would have been invisible."]
"That's pretty much it~"
Ni Bingyan let out a long sigh: "Hey~"
As long as you live, no matter what you do, it doesn't seem to be easy.
"Actually, the entertainment industry is pretty good! The industry is very stressful and the income is very high. How many people want to be ridiculed by the entire Internet, but they don't have the qualifications yet!"
Duanmu Li has been in this industry for almost ten years and has many feelings about this.
"You're right. The people who squeeze into this industry every year are like crucian carp crossing the river. There are only a few who really stand out. If they want to enjoy the ridicule of the whole Internet, no one knows who they are."
The two of them were chatting and walked downstairs unknowingly. Seeing that the lights were still on at home, they began to bet on whether there would be a late night snack.
"I think the second sister-in-law made chicken soup."
Skim off the oil foam, add some vegetables, it's light and refreshing, and it's very comfortable to drink a bowl of it while it's warm on a winter night.
Duanmu Li moved his nose: "I smell the fragrant cooked oil chili pepper, I guess it's a copycat."
Add meat to carbs, and add a handful of vegetables when cooking. It’s super wow, right?
The two went upstairs and opened the door, and saw Ning Huihui nestled on the sofa, covered with a blanket and playing with her mobile phone.
When I heard the door open, I said "There's chicken soup in the kitchen" without even raising my head.
The two entered the kitchen. Ni Bingyan scooped up the soup and tore some chicken into bowls. Duanmu Li had already boiled a handful of arugula and put them into three bowls with chopsticks.
The second sister-in-law works hard, and they never only care about eating for themselves.
Putting the bowl on the table, Ning Huihui saw that they also served her a bowl, so she put down her phone and came to eat together.
While eating, they continued to talk about what happened on the set today. After that, Ning Huihui started talking about all kinds of trivial new things.
Most of the time she would gossip about the chefs in the Ni family system, but today she talked about Ni Bingyan's previous charity work.
"Do you still remember the cotton coat you gave to the lonely old man? I don't know what happened recently, but it has been hyped as a trendy item. Many fashion influencers have worn it, and many people have worn it. The cross-dressing video directly made this dress popular. The original factory was busy rushing cross-border orders and could not make this. A bunch of pirated clothes of this style appeared on the Internet. When people bought them back and found that the quality was not good, they started to curse again. You were even scolded.”
Ni Bingyan was speechless.
"Didn't their factory sue these businesses for infringement?"
"This dress is just an ordinary jacket. There are cultural relics of the same style in several museums. There is no unique design. What matters is quality. Why should I sue for infringement?"
Ning Huihui has been surfing the Internet for a day, and has a good grasp of relevant knowledge points. Seeing her say this, she found it funny.
Ni Bingyan didn't know this yet and couldn't help but shake his head.
"Then this can only be determined by everyone. Those who scold me are really unreasonable. It will be fine after this gust of wind."
After drinking the chicken soup and restraining herself to only eat a piece of chicken, Ni Bingyan washed up and went back to her room to do some skin care. Thinking of the photo Duanmu Li sent her, she finally logged on to Weibo and posted:
[knock off. Wearing a sky blue sweater, sitting on a yellow sofa with her hair down and smiling sideways.JPG]
There are many disturbances from the outside world, but I can work with peace of mind.
He is simply a model worker! (End of chapter)
