Volume 8 Final Chapter Chapter 1140 The Sleepy Star
Nan Yi took the illegal taxi not to blend in with the masses, but to blend in with the would-be Hengdian migrants who were going to Hengdian to pursue their dreams of becoming a star.
As soon as you stand at the exit of the train station, you can see a group of people shouting at the top of their lungs to attract customers.
"Taxi, taxi, take a taxi or not."
"Crystal County, Crystal County..."
"Hengdian, Hengdian, thirty-five per person."
After finding the real owner, Nan Yi went up to inquire and learned that the other party was a minibus, so he followed it to the parking place.
I was lucky. I looked through the window and found that most of the seats were already occupied. I had to wait for one or two more trains to come and the driver to shout, and it would be almost time for the train to start.
After getting on the bus and taking a look around, there was nothing eye-catching. Nan Yi sat in the empty seat at the back, and Miao Xiaolan sat in the front row.
After waiting in the car for twenty minutes, the driver brought a few more people over. Nan Yi took a look and found that one of them, a woman wearing sunglasses, was quite eye-catching. She glanced around and walked straight to the empty seat next to Nan Yi.
“Is anyone sitting here?”
"No, you sit down."
"Thanks."
After a brief communication, the woman took out a pack of napkins from her bag, pulled out one, wiped and patted the seat, then sat down with a slightly disgusted expression.
Not long after the woman sat down, she suddenly stretched out her right hand to Nan Yi and said, "Hello, I'm Zhang Jing."
"interesting."
Looking at the woman's right hand, Nan Yi muttered to himself. Just now, when the woman walked over, Nan Yi had already smelled the perfume on her body, Givenchy's Allure Rose. The price was not too expensive, but this perfume was a limited edition and was not within the consumption options of people with ordinary incomes.
Now that she had given her name, Nan Yi didn't have to be surprised. It was just that he wanted to meet a potential Hengpiao actress, not a veteran. Moreover, he had heard someone say during the last hot pot session that the girl in front of him was caught in bed by the wife of some director and was slapped several times on the cunt.
"Hello, Miss Zhang, do you know me?"
Nan Yi was wearing ordinary clothes and did not give off any domineering aura. If a woman did not know him, she would be more likely to choose the empty seat next to Miao Xiaolan.
"I heard people talking about you, Master Nan, at a party once."
Nan Yi pretended to be enlightened, "So that's why. I took the minibus to try my luck and see if I could meet a beautiful lady to chat with. Why did Miss Zhang take the minibus?"
A professional actress who loves to sleep will not have too bad luck. Zhang Jing has a special liking for the director. Although she is not very famous, she is already a well-known actress. Even if she doesn't have a nanny car, it is easy for her to hire a car.
Zhang Jing was very surprised by Nan Yi's directness and frankness. She was stunned for a moment and said, "Hide away."
"oh."
The times as a whole are progressing, but some areas are regressing or even heading towards extinction. For example, forums and paparazzi these days are relatively brave. They dare to name names when spreading gossip, and their words are meaningful, and they dare to expose their real names.
While browsing the forum, Nan Yi had already seen a post about Zhang Jing posted by a paparazzi ID. It was written very obscurely, but anyone who knew Zhang Jing a little could see that the target was her. This was waiting for Zhang Jing to pay hush money. If she didn't, the real evidence would be thrown out.
Nan Yi didn't know whether the post had been deleted or not. Zhang Jing's quiet time might be a sign of worry or a sign of recovery after the storm. Whatever it was, after the greetings, he gave Zhang Jing some quiet time and took out his phone to watch Crayon Shin-chan.
The car drove for a while, and Zhang Jing saw Nan Yi concentrating on watching cartoons, grinning silently from time to time, and had no intention of continuing to chat with her. She was suddenly a little annoyed, "I'm not a beauty?"
She was annoyed with her, but Nan Yi was happy all the way to the destination. After getting off the car, they exchanged a few more words of greeting. Then Nan Yi followed the business owner who came to pick him up to the hotel.
Then, there was the dinner, KTV, and a meeting the next morning. At noon, he had a simple meal with only twelve dishes in the factory cafeteria. At the end, he accepted a thin envelope from the other party, declined the arranged secretary tour guide, and Nan Yi was liberated.
But I can't leave for the time being, because I have a meeting to attend in two days, where I'll be a background board and maybe take a photo with someone. The photo will eventually gather dust in a brochure or bulletin board, or it may be uploaded to a website that has only a few dozen or a hundred visits a year, but 80% of the visitors are internal staff.
If Nan Yi was just an ordinary teacher, he would also like to take this kind of job. It doesn't require him to rack his brain or take any responsibility. He can just come, eat and drink well, and get a few tens of thousands of yuan in compensation. It is easy and enjoyable.
After leaving the company, Nan Yi went to the prosperous area of the town.
If there were no film and television city, Hengdian would be just a slightly developed small town. Except for the accent, other aspects would not be much different from any other small town in the south. There was nothing good to see. After turning around a few times, Nan Yi came to the area of the Actors Guild and saw a group of Hengdian actors waiting for their roles.
To put it in a more positive way, Hengpiao is a group of dreamers who are obsessed with their dreams of becoming stars and are willing to put their lives into hardship in order to move forward towards their goals with determination.
In Nan Yi's eyes, they are just a bunch of fools who have been fooled and stuck in their comfort zone. As long as the number of such fools continues to decrease drastically, Hengpiao's dream of becoming a star will always be just a daydream.
Although extras are an important part of a film and television city's supporting services, the lack of this link will make it impossible to attract film crews to come and film, which will in turn affect the flow of tourists. But the reality is that dream chasers come in a steady stream, and the competition within the city is fierce. The film and television city does not even need to throw bones out, and can create one or two successful cases. Instead, it can exploit them a little. We have to praise the demographic dividend, the wonderful demographic dividend, and the amazing demographic dividend.
There were more men than women waiting for the show, and they all looked calm, without any excitement or anticipation. Needless to say, they had been here for quite some time. Some of them had greasy hair, tangled like a bird's nest, and their clothes had wrinkles from being pressed by heavy objects for a long time, but there were no obvious stains. If you think a little more, you can imagine that they have been sleeping in Internet cafes for a long time, and their skin has become patinated. You can definitely smell it if you get close.
The most diligent of these Hengpiao people make a little over a thousand yuan a month at most, and most of them earn around half a thousand yuan. After deducting the rent of 150-200 yuan, the rest of the money must be tight. No wonder you don't see many of them smoking. A pack of Lion cigarettes worth five yuan must be a huge burden for them. Perhaps, if they smoke sparingly, they can still afford Shuangye cigarettes worth two yuan and fifty cents.
After looking for a while, Nan Yi left and continued shopping. After walking through several streets, he didn't see anyone worth a second glance. He began to doubt the rumor that there were too many beautiful women in Hengdian, and he also began to doubt his own popularity with women.
When he doesn't think about that, he can meet beautiful girls wherever he goes. But this time, he went there with a purpose, but he didn't meet any. It seems that beautiful girls and his shyness take turns.
Having gained nothing, he was about to go back to his room to chat online when he met Zhang Jing again in the hotel lobby. Seeing him, she came over to him.
"Master Nan."
"Miss Zhang is going out ?"
When he encountered it, Nan Yi could only deal with it.
"It's boring to stay in the room, go out for a walk."
"Well, I'm just tired from walking outside and came back to rest. Bye." Nan Yi nodded and walked towards the elevator shaft.
"Uncle Nan, wait a minute." Zhang Jing called to Nan Yi softly. When Nan Yi turned around, she continued, "Uncle Nan, can you go out for a walk with me?"
Nan Yi refused directly, "Sorry, it's not convenient."
"Why?" Zhang Jing asked.
Nan Yi took a step forward and said with a faint smile: "Ms. Zhang, I am an associate professor. I have to maintain a refined image and cannot be involved in scandals. I'm sorry again."
"I'm wearing sunglasses, no one can recognize me." Zhang Jing seemed determined to invite Nan Yi.
Hearing this, Nan Yi did not reply, but turned and walked towards the elevator shaft, leaving Zhang Jing there.
Nan Yi's reaction made Zhang Jing a little confused. She couldn't figure out what Nan Yi meant. She stood there for a while, then quickly chased after Nan Yi who had already walked into the elevator.
The moment the elevator doors closed, Zhang Jing pressed one of them with her hand. The elevator door responded and opened again. She nimbly entered the elevator car and stood next to Nan Yi.
Nan Yi frowned at Zhang Jing's indecisiveness. He turned his head to glance at her, and without saying a word, he pressed the floor button.
There were three people in the elevator car, and it was completely silent, with only the sound of the elevator running.
A few seconds later, the elevator shook slightly and stopped on the top floor. With a ding, the elevator door opened.
Nan Yi walked out of the elevator and Zhang Jing followed him; Miao Xiaolan opened the door and Zhang Jing followed Nan Yi into the room; Nan Yi opened the refrigerator to get some water and Zhang Jing stood beside him; Nan Yi sat on the sofa and Zhang Jing stood in front of him.
Nan Yi opened the bottle cap, drank a sip of water to moisten his throat, then leaned back on the sofa and looked directly at Zhang Jing's face, "Go ahead."
"Uncle Nan, please help me." Zhang Jing pleaded sadly.
After saying this, tears began to fall onto the floor.
Looking at the tears splashing everywhere, Nan Yi teased, "I teach economics, not acting, and I don't accept graduate students majoring in acting. Do you think I'm interviewing?"
"Master Nan, I'm going to be banned, please help me."
Zhang Jing's tears continued to fall. She raised her right hand and pinched the zipper of her coat. She pinched the hem of her coat with her left hand. With a sizzle, the zipper slid to the bottom. She pulled and tugged, and the coat left her body and fell to the ground with a plop. Then, she pinched the hem of the next coat with both hands and lifted it up. With a roll, the high-necked cashmere sweater was pulled out from over her head. With another plop.
At this moment, Zhang Jing only had a lace thermal underwear on her upper body, and her hand reached towards the hem of her clothes again.
"Once, I went to a supermarket to buy crabs. There were two aquariums next to each other. One of the crabs in one was priced at 39.8 yuan, and the other was priced at 49.8 yuan. One of the crabs priced at 39.8 yuan stepped on its fellow crab and tried desperately to climb up. It climbed and climbed, using all its strength. After climbing for a long time, it fell into the nest of the 49.8 yuan crab.
I went there to buy crabs, and when I saw a bad one mixed in with the good ones, of course I had to pick it out and throw it back to where it belonged. At 39.8 yuan, it was not small, weighing at least three taels. I couldn't suffer a loss and spend more than three yuan to buy a bad one.
Miss Zhang, is this story I made up interesting?
