TRMP Chapter 12
by VolareTo celebrate tonight’s gathering, the production crew booked a hotel not far from the set.
As one of the minor villains, Jiang Yifeng was fortunate enough to sit at the main table, right next to Xu Chen.
After Zhao Jinming finished his toast, everyone clinked glasses, and Jiang Yifeng wisely lowered his head to pick at his food.
But Xu Chen suddenly asked, “Jiang Yifeng, what have you acted in before?”
“I’ve mostly played small supporting roles,” Jiang Yifeng said modestly, putting down his chopsticks.
In reality, that was an exaggeration. He used to be a background actor, and getting a single line was considered a good day.
In his five years of acting, Jiang Yifeng had been in dozens of TV dramas – he’d go to whichever set offered the highest pay for extras.
“Then you must have a lot of acting experience,” Xu Chen’s voice was even gentler.
Jiang Yifeng was silent for a moment, then hesitantly nodded, “So-so.”
This way of speaking was almost dismissive, but Xu Chen still asked Jiang Yifeng about the types of roles he usually played and his future plans.
Jiang Yifeng felt that Xu Chen treated him with an almost fatherly sincerity and enthusiasm.
Under the dagger-like gazes of the other lead actors, Jiang Yifeng had no choice but to reluctantly talk about his past acting experiences.
Su Xiaoyu and Chen Ruiyang had already prepared their wine glasses, but Xu Chen kept talking, and the others remained silent.
By the time Xu Chen finished asking questions, Jiang Yifeng felt that his back was soaked with cold sweat.
— So being cared for could be this terrifying.
With Zhao Jinming’s help, Xu Chen turned his attention to Su Xiaoyu for a few words.
As for Chen Ruiyang, Xu Chen maintained a very polite attitude, the kind of traditional industry politeness that made Chen Ruiyang’s face turn green.
By the end of the dinner, everyone was drunk.
Assistants helped everyone present, and Xu Chen lagged behind to walk beside Jiang Yifeng.
Xu Chen: “Are you interested in filming a crime investigation film?”
Jiang Yifeng: “How much is the pay?”
Xu Chen: “?”
Xu Chen looked at Jiang Yifeng with surprise.
He thought Jiang Yifeng, with his enchanting and beautiful appearance, was obviously the glamorous type of young idol the entertainment industry loved, how could he be so lacking in ambition!
“Not much, maybe a few hundred thousand.”
Jiang Yifeng immediately agreed.
The speed was so fast that Xu Chen once again felt the young artist’s passion for art – he was willing to take on the role of a major villain for a few hundred thousand, truly an actor with ambition!
He and Jiang Yifeng exchanged contact information.
But Jiang Yifeng didn’t take Xu Chen’s words seriously.
The next day, when Jiang Yifeng went to work as usual, he felt like Chen Ruiyang was picking a fight with him.
In a few scenes, Chen Ruiyang was supposed to attack Jiang Yifeng after seeing through his true nature, but several times Chen Ruiyang hit him hard, bruising Jiang Yifeng’s shoulder.
However, because the scene was supposed to depict him subconsciously using his true qi to protect himself, allowing Chen Ruiyang to discover that he knew martial arts and had entered a demonic path, Jiang Yifeng couldn’t show any signs of pain.
So after filming several takes, Jiang Yifeng felt like his arm was about to fall off.
“If you can’t endure hardship while filming this kind of scene, you’ll be kicked out of Director Xu’s crew when you get there.”
Before the assistant ran into the scene, Chen Ruiyang suddenly whispered in Jiang Yifeng’s ear.
Only then did Jiang Yifeng realize what Chen Ruiyang was sulking about.
Yesterday, he toasted Xu Chen and was so dizzy and drunk that he had to be helped into the car by an assistant.
But Xu Chen’s attention had been focused on others – Chen Ruiyang, as a popular young actor, a first-line male star heavily promoted by the company, had been ignored by Xu Chen again and again, and his resentment had been vented on Jiang Yifeng today.
Jiang Yifeng didn’t say anything on the surface, but as soon as he returned to the dressing room and changed out of his outer clothes, he carefully observed the bruises on his shoulder in the mirror.
“This whole area is bruised…” Jiang Yifeng’s hand carefully touched the wound, wincing in pain.
“What happened?”
“It’s not like…” Before Jiang Yifeng could answer, he subconsciously looked up, surprised to see the white box floating in the air.
Jiang Yifeng swallowed.
“Xie Jingshen?” he called out uncertainly, then subconsciously pouted and complained, “Why haven’t you… contacted me for so long.”
“I’ve been busy lately,” Xie Jingshen leaned down, looking at the black and purple bruise on Jiang Yifeng’s fair shoulder, his brow furrowed, looking extremely displeased. “Who did this?”
“I accidentally bumped into something while filming.”
“Bumped into something this badly?”
“My skin is delicate, it gets like this with the slightest bump,” Jiang Yifeng said casually, leaving Xie Jingshen helpless.
Xie Jingshen interlaced his fingers, a subconscious habit when he was frustrated.
He had originally wanted to ask about the past few days, but today he saw Jiang Yifeng being ostracized.
He pressed his tongue against his teeth, enduring for a long time before slowly saying, “Have you received any offers from directors…”
He wanted to take credit, but as soon as he said half the sentence, he felt childish.
But Jiang Yifeng immediately got Xie Jingshen’s meaning.
His eyes widened slightly, and a look of astonishment appeared between his brows.
“Did you get Director Xu Chen to contact me?” Jiang Yifeng even felt a bit ridiculous.
— Can the system do this much now?
“I just, helped you submit your resume.”
Actually, Xie Jingshen had seen countless directors who were looking at actors at the time, and carefully looked at Jiang Yifeng’s resume.
As a boss, and with the system’s prompts and assistance, Xie Jingshen knew how much fluff was in Jiang Yifeng’s resume.
He carefully studied each director, and in his spare time at work, carefully selected and submitted Jiang Yifeng’s resume to two directors.
One of them was Xu Chen.
Xie Jingshen found it difficult to tell Jiang Yifeng about his hard work these past few days, his habit of staying up late to look at investment invitations and social project planning was broken, and he rarely made time for Jiang Yifeng.
Strategizing and planning were used to help a newcomer submit a resume, and he even had to analyze the personality, preferences, and personal habits of each director, President Xie felt like he had never been troubled like this since birth.
He interlaced his fingers, putting on an indifferent look: “I just saw that he was auditioning actors, so I submitted your resume.”
Jiang Yifeng was speechless.
After a moment of silence, a smile appeared in his eyes.
“Xie Jingshen, thank you.”
Xie Jingshen averted his eyes uncomfortably: “It’s nothing.”
When he looked at Jiang Yifeng again, he had already pulled up his clothes, covering his ears and stealing the bell.
“So can you tell me, what happened to your injury?”
Xie Jingshen asked again.
“I bumped into something while filming, we filmed a few scenes, and my skin… is a bit fragile, so I got hurt.”
Jiang Yifeng’s palm rubbed his shoulder, obviously not planning to say more.
Xie Jingshen cared about him, but Jiang Yifeng didn’t cooperate, Xie Jingshen felt rejected.
He rubbed his fingers unhappily, opened his mouth, then leaned back in his chair, looking down at Jiang Yifeng in silence.
The look made Jiang Yifeng feel guilty.
— Xie Jingshen seems really sad.
Jiang Yifeng’s eyes darted around, but before he could speak, the white box suddenly disappeared.
“Is he angry?” Jiang Yifeng asked the system nervously.
“Judging by appearance, yes.” The system said affirmatively, “After all, he’s the big boss of a large company, and he means what he says. If you’re hesitant, the big boss definitely won’t like someone like that.”
Jiang Yifeng frowned when he heard the word “dislike”.
But in the end, he didn’t say anything, just pursed his lips and sullenly pulled down his clothes.
At this time, Xie Jingshen, who was sitting in front of his phone, clasped his hands together, his thumb rubbing the knuckle of his index finger.
The anger and helplessness in his heart made him feel a build up of stagnant energy in his chest.
“Why did I…” rush to ask him?
Xie Jingshen felt that his behavior was really a bit strange – Jiang Yifeng might just be a virtual character, and for him, all the rejections might just be pre-programmed procedures.
Even if he seriously completes the system’s tasks, it’s just under the program’s induction…
The more Xie Jingshen thought about it, the more he felt like a fool.
He seemed to be controlled by a completely unrelated program, even his emotions were caught up in it.
The phone rang suddenly, and looking at his friend’s invitation, Xie Jingshen hardly hesitated.
He immediately accepted, and seeing that it was almost time, he grabbed his coat and went out.
When Xie Jingshen appeared at the door of the private room, his friend Lu Sen whistled.
“Our big boss actually came to the appointment… I thought you were playing me.”
Xie Jingshen was too lazy to pay attention to Lu Sen, he unbuttoned his coat and downed the glass of wine Lu Sen handed him. His annoyed gaze fell on the screen in front of him, and the person on the other sofa was holding a microphone and roaring away.
The smell of alcohol and perfume mingled in the small room, and the glamorous beauty in the short skirt leaning against Lu Sen smiled politely at Xie Jingshen.
Xie Jingshen felt like the beauty looked familiar.
But he had only come to vent his inexplicable anger, Xie Jingshen sat down on the sofa in a domineering manner, and Lu Sen knew that Xie Jingshen was upset at a glance.
He let go of his girlfriend and asked with concern, “What’s wrong, why are you so unhappy? Haven’t the public relations crisis all been resolved?”
“It’s not about the public relations crisis.” Xie Jingshen glanced at Lu Sen. “If there’s someone, and he’s unwilling to tell me when he’s been wronged…”
“Are you in love?” Lu Sen almost stuck his face to Xie Jingshen’s face, and even when Xie Jingshen pushed him away, Lu Sen still seemed extremely excited. “Don’t be so resistant, tell me more…”
“Just asking you.” Xie Jingshen frowned.
All he could hear was the chaotic, terrible singing.
“She’s still someone else’s good sister, not your treasure.”
The terrible lyrics made Xie Jingshen even more irritable.
“It should be that you haven’t shown enough sincerity, otherwise no woman would reject you.” Lu Sen put his arm around the beauty beside him, “My new girlfriend, the most popular female star under Yang Yue, had a scandal about acting like a diva a few days ago…”
The beauty smiled and tilted her head to kiss Lu Sen, and Xie Jingshen also remembered who the person in front of him was.
But he didn’t understand why Lu Sen was telling him this.
“Now she’s my girlfriend.”
“As long as you can help him resolve the things that wronged him, won’t you win him over?”
The author has something to say:
President Xie: Why can’t I just throw money at the problem? Annoying.