On the stage, under the enthusiastic gaze of everyone, Wei Lan lowered his head in joy.
A blush appeared on her porcelain-like face, and the corners of her mouth raised made her look even more charming.
Regardless of appearance or talent, she is a well-deserved champion.
Under the stage, Chang Li, who was freed from the lights, glanced at the stage casually.
Even though everyone was watching, Wei Lan remained humble.
He smiled reluctantly, with some unhappiness in his eyes.
The runner-up looked a little downcast, but his expression was calm and composed.
The third runner-up, and then looked away.
Sometimes, what is outstanding is not necessarily the golden finger, but more likely the true talent, as well as the broad and broad tolerance.
He thought that perhaps the most talented among all the players present was the third runner-up.
But this has nothing to do with him, after all, he doesn't intend to hang out in this circle anymore.
As a successful actor, it doesn't matter if he is perfunctory in variety shows or even offends a popular rising star.
This can only be regarded as a small thing and cannot shake its foundation at all.
But even so, it was enough to surprise his agent.
Jing Qiao's call came before Changli had even stepped out of the venue: "What happened to you today?"
In fact, she wanted to tell you what illness you had again today.
Jing Qiao always felt that with such a pair of parents, even though Boss Qu seemed normal on the surface, there must be some flaws in his character.
For example, he is extremely disorganized and likes to exploit his employees.
Changli stood in a remote corner, where the light could not shine on him.
He lazily replied: "What's wrong?"
In fact, he knew clearly in his heart.
What Jing Qiao wanted to ask was how he could show his perfunctoryness so obviously, but he was too lazy to answer, so he just said something perfunctory.
Perhaps it was because he had been busy for more than twenty years, so now he was too tired to even speak.
Jing Qiao, she took a deep breath and said, "You never know."
The Internet is almost in a quarrel.
Today's hot spot, apart from Wei Lan winning the championship, is Boss Qu's mean attitude towards Wei Lan.
It can be said that it was a coincidence once, but it was different twice.
How did Weilan offend Boss Qu and make him target him like this?
Is there some shady story, or some hidden secret that they don't know about?
Netizens are deeply involved in conspiracy theories.
All kinds of speculations are endless, and they almost label Qu Changli as a bully.
As for Changli's fans, most of them are very cold.
As long as Boss Qu is filming with peace of mind, it doesn't matter what variety show he is doing or not.
It doesn't matter if he perfunctoryly treats a rising star.
It's not like he's stepping on any bottom line.
They are fans of Qu Changli's works, not his attitude towards others.
Chang Li's cold brows and eyes were shrouded in darkness.
There was a light in the distance, which shone dimly, but did not fall on him.
He said casually: "I am not a god, I know everything."
Jing Qiao felt like she was suffocating.
Although the previous boss Qu was also indifferent, his character was definitely not as bad as he is now.
Although the juniors who have just joined the industry are not very supportive, they will not deliberately suppress them.
So, he is really sick "Although this is not a big deal, it still damages your image.
Although most of your works are literary films, you cannot give up on commercial films.
If your image is damaged, your popularity with the audience may also be damaged.
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You can be long-term Have some snacks.”
Commercial films make money quickly and are easy to shoot.
Boss Qu has always preferred commercial films.
Using them to talk about things can also make him listen more.
Growing up in a family like that, it is inevitable to have a depressed personality.
After twenty years, could it be that Boss Qu really couldn't stand it anymore and was about to explode?
Jing Qiao, who was thinking a lot in her mind, had not yet come to a definite conclusion when she heard Chang Li say: "It's okay, at worst I won't shoot anymore."
His tone was casual, but inexplicably made people feel serious.
He stood in the shadows, his eyelashes lowered, but it gave people an inexplicable feeling of tranquility over time.
A scream came out.
Jing Qiao's voice came from the mobile phone.
Although the loudspeaker was not turned on, this corner was very quiet, and the subtle sound of the wind did not cover up her voice, but made the scream even more terrifying.
Jing Qiao's disbelieving voice reminded her again: "What do you mean?"
It was the same as the reaction of Chenhua CEO that day.
"It just means I won't be filming anymore."
Chang Li put one hand in his pocket, turned his head and looked around inadvertently, his indifferent eyes were uninterested, and his clear eyes flickered, just like the light from the stars billions of light years away.
A sound of breathing suddenly sounded, and then it was covered up by the whistling wind.
Although Changli noticed it, he didn't pay attention.
Jing Qiao was frightened to death by his words.
She knocked over the water glass and almost wet her daughter after finally completing the exercise book.
Her voice was so high-pitched that it could shatter glass: "You, you have to retreat."
After saying this, she subconsciously held her breath and condensed her voice, as if the next answer could cause a landslide and tsunami.
In another corner, a girl dressed inconspicuously was staring at Chang Li closely, the phone in her hand shaking.
Changli still looked unconcerned, but his expression was much better than before.
He said: "Yes."
A low tone word came out of his mouth, but suddenly it sounded much more beautiful, just like the sound of wind gently blowing through jade, warm and gentle.
Another scream came from the other end of the phone: "Ah" This scream seemed a bit tragic.
Little ancestor, what’s wrong with you?
Jing Qiao couldn't believe that Qu Bapi, who had previously been obsessed with reaching the top, decided to quit the industry.
Wasn't she dreaming?
There was also a sound coming from an inconspicuous corner of the venue, which was coming from a girl who couldn't control herself.
At the same time, on the mobile phone held by the girl, barrages appeared like a torrent.
"No" "Oh my God, Qu Changli wants to withdraw from the circle.
It feels like sleepwalking."
"No, it's just a small conflict, why do you have to withdraw from the circle?"
"I quite like the movies he plays.
Although most of the characters he plays are not very normal, it's just a small thing that doesn't involve the bottom line, and it can't shake his status.
Why would he quit the group?"
The girl was just live streaming.
Jing Qiao didn't care to pay attention to the news on the Internet.
She directly pressed down the call from her assistant, and then tried to persuade her: "Why, you are doing well."
She still couldn't believe it.
"It's just Azure.
If you are perfunctory, you are perfunctory.
She still dares to do anything to you.
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She sings and you film.
There will be no intersection in the future.
Why do you?"
She couldn't say the next words.
Changli's words about withdrawing from the industry confused this always smart and capable manager, as if his life goals suddenly collapsed.
Changli: "It's not because of her."
How could he change his will and stop filming simply because of one person?
He simply didn't want to film.
He didn't like it much at all, interpreting another person's life.
His mother was addicted to the pleasure of becoming another person anytime and anywhere, but he was the complete opposite.
He just wanted to be himself, even if he couldn't figure out who he was at first.
If there was still some freshness when he first started acting, twenty years later, he would have long been tired of it.
It was too quiet here, so quiet that it was abnormal, so that the no longer loud words spread directly and drifted into the night.
The conversation between Jing Qiao and Chang Li was clearly heard by the girls in the live broadcast, and also by the audience in the live broadcast room.
There was a huge wave on the Internet, but Chang Li, who knew this, was too lazy to take care of it, while Jing Qiao, who was on the phone with Chang Li, didn't know about it for the time being.
She was bothering her assistant with calling him one after another, so she simply blocked him.
She said: "Then why are you doing this?"
Her voice was extremely dry.
I wonder if the food her husband cooked tonight was too sweet and damaged her brain, which is why she kept asking this silly question.
In fact, she had a vague guess a long time ago, but now it has been verified, but it is still a bit unbelievable.
Chang Li: "I just don't want to film anymore.
It's not like I can't live without filming."
He has money and is not timid.
As if he had thought of something, he smiled softly, and then said: "Go back and inherit the billions of family property."
Jing Qiao also recovered from the shock.
When she heard this, she couldn't help laughing: "Do you have hundreds of millions in wealth that you can inherit?"
Knowing that he would never make a movie in the future, Mr.
Lao Qu was afraid that he would just beat him to death and let him inherit hundreds of millions of family assets.
Chang Li: "Tsk."
The old man might really rather donate all his family property than leave it to him.
However, it doesn’t matter.
Old Man Qu’s money is his own, and he can give it to whoever he wants.
Anyway, he has been investing over the years, and the money is rolling in and the profits are rolling in.
Even if his net worth is not as high as Old Man Qu, it is definitely not low.
Otherwise, how could he challenge Old Man Qu?
Inherit a billion-dollar fortune This joke from Chang Li has been filling the screen in the live broadcast room.
The girl who originally just wanted to secretly take pictures of the backstage scene inhaled gently, her eyes widening like a frightened squirrel.
Changli: "It doesn't matter, I'm not short of money."
Jing Qiao: "Then what do you plan to do in the future?"
She had no doubt that Changli would go back on his word.
Now that he had made his decision, he would never go back on his word.
After spending more than ten years together, Jing Qiao has the confidence to make such a judgment.
Changli: "Around the World" He feels that he may be more inclined to travel around the world on his mobile phone.
After all, traveling around the world is quite energy-consuming.
Jing Qiao's tone became more relaxed: "That's good, I forgot that you are an evil capitalist."
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What she fears most is that Changli will lose his goal in life, completely lose the will to live, and embark on the same path as his mother.
As long as there are still things you want to do, that's fine.
Chang Li: "What are you worried about?
Do you think I can't survive without filming?"
He chuckled: "Isn't there a saying that the world is so big and I want to see it?
Wouldn't it be good for me to go and see it?"
Jing Qiao's tone was gentle: "You suddenly became artistic.
Why didn't I think you were so artistic before?
No, after all, you have made so many artistic films, no matter how rough you are, you should be nurtured."
Although she was not the first agent to follow the great actor Qu, she knew that the actor seemed to have nothing else in his life except filming.
The only survival skills he knew were filming.
If such a person can't film, how can he survive?
Fortunately, he has money.
Jing Qiao was happy again.
Having been colleagues, or subordinates, for more than ten years, the friendship is naturally very deep.
Although Jing Qiao is sometimes driven crazy by the actor Qu Da's mental illness that breaks out from time to time, she still hopes that he can live a better life.
Chang Li snorted: "What is literary and art?
Don't put those labels on me.
I live a good life, but I am not a literary artist."
A person who is limited to the two words "literary and artistic".
Forsythia, she let out a long sigh again: "In this case, you'd better make preparations in advance, slowly lay the groundwork, and then inform your fans."
She thought that fans of Boss Qu have always been relatively Buddhist and don't care much about other things except new works.
This kind of fans tend to be the most rational and can accept Boss Qu's withdrawal from the circle better.
Presumably it will not cause any problems.
There is too much negative impact, but even so, we still need to prepare the ground well.
But Changli Club directly denied her words: "No need."
His low and gentle voice echoed in the night, giving this remote corner an air of peace and tranquility.
The girl holding the phone stared at him closely, completely ignoring the barrage that was flooding the screen.
She was not a fan of Qu Changli, but at this moment she suddenly felt like fanning him.
Only when you really see someone can you know how good they are.
She felt that Qu Changli standing in the shadow at this moment was as beautiful as the one shown on the screen, but she also felt that Qu Changli at this moment was better than the vivid characters on the screen.
It's like seeing a hermit floating outside the human world.
Jing Qiao didn't react for a moment, and then she turned on the computer again, and the hot news suddenly appeared in her eyes.
She swallowed: "You were broadcast live."
Chang Li: "Yeah."
Although Jing Qiao couldn't see it, he still nodded.
After Jing Qiao was stunned for a while, she realized why her assistant was caressing her crazily before.
She said in a dry voice: "Oh, then, goodbye."
Changli: "Goodbye."
He casually put his phone back in his pocket and walked towards the little girl who was live broadcasting.
There was a casual smile on Qingjun's face.
He was not as aggressive as the young guys who had just joined the circle, but he had a more mature aura.
He approached slowly and leisurely, with a calm and elegant temperament.
He gently took off the little girl's mobile phone, and then took a casual look.
The barrage on the phone paused for a moment, and then he added the phone and gave it back to the little girl.
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He said to the little girl who was always stunned: "Hire a better lawyer and ask him to bail you out."
She broke into the backstage privately and made such a big fuss.
The program director, who could not bear to see the sand in his eyes, would not let her go easily.
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