C10 Alternative Treatment

Actually, Meng Qingge and Jiang Siyan were on a completely different level when it came to the position of Curry.

Jiang Siyan had to have looks, have a figure, act, act, and all three. He continued to perform several popular TV series and became a national husband in one fell swoop. Last year, he acted in a movie that even earned him the title of Best Actor of the Year, which earned him the title of 'movie emperors'.

As for Meng Qingge, she had looks and a figure, but not any acting skills. Although she was crowned as the top queen of the entertainment industry, the audience did not fully approve of her acting skills.

After all, although they were in the same entertainment circle, there was still a difference between people.

"You're too courteous, it's only right." A smile hung on Meng Qingge's face. Her tone of voice was neither soft nor hard, but it carried a faint hint of alienation.

She didn't want to have anything to do with Jiang Siyan, the movie star who was also her national husband. Otherwise, as the leading celebrity in the entertainment circle, she wouldn't be able to find anything from Weibo. She would be scolded to death by Jiang Siyan's brainless fans, and even if she didn't scold him to death, she would at least be scolded half to death.

After all, Jiang Siyan's title of husband wasn't a joke.

Meng Qingge's faintly distant attitude made Jiang Siyan surprised for a moment.

With his current status and status, which female celebrity in the entertainment circle was not smiling at him and trying to curry favor with him? He wanted to use his influence to rope in some connections and fan traffic.

It was the first time that he had seen Meng Qingge's cold and distant attitude towards him.

"Call me Si Yan, if you don't mind." Jiang Siyan concealed his feelings well, still smiling as he said gently.

"I don't mind. I'm just afraid that your fans will mind. I'll go and fix my makeup first. Sorry for not accompanying you." Meng Qingge bowed slightly and walked over to her seat.

Jiang Siyan looked at Meng Qingge's back, and a trace of a smile flashed across his mouth.

The flower vase Meng Qingge did not seem to have the appearance and acting skills that people claimed she did.

At least today, just now, she had saved his life.

One had to know that not just anyone could save a movie.

Jiang Siyan raised his eyebrows and returned to his seat. As soon as she sat down, Ji Mengyao immediately sat down beside him.

Jiang Siyan glanced over from the corner of his eyes, but he remained calm.

"Senior's act just now was really good!" Ji Mengyao's soft voice sounded as she praised.

In the end, he was still a newcomer with limited experience. The flattery in his voice could not be concealed.

Jiang Siyan didn't look at her. He just picked up his own cup of water and opened it. After drinking some water, he closed the cup again. Then, he leisurely smiled and said, "You flatter me. You did well."

Sometimes, the film emperors still had to put on airs.

Although Ji Mengyao played the female lead, Ning Ruli, in The Heroic Assassin, and the male lead, Xue Gucheng, had many scenes to go with her, but Ji Mengyao, as a rookie, really couldn't afford to play such an important role as the female lead.

It wasn't that Ji Mengyao's acting skills were bad, but that she wasn't qualified to be a female lead.

His understanding of the script and his grasp of the character were still a bit lacking.

However, from what the director said, Ji Mengyao was sent in by the investors, so Jiang Siyan didn't say anything.

Therefore, in Jiang Siyan's eyes, Ji Mengyao was just a newbie with a backer.

There was no need for him to please her, and naturally he would not target her. After all, they were partners and they had to play the same role.

"Senior, you flatter me. In the future, I still need you to guide me." Ji Mengyao's watery eyes were filled with expectation and timidity, as if she would cry if Jiang Siyan rejected her.

Jiang Siyan did not agree, but he did not refuse. He only smiled and said politely, "I don't dare to say that. Let's improve together."

Meng Qingge picked up her phone, opened WeChat, and saw Ji Wanzhou's unread message.

Ji Wanzhou: "Mrs Ji, are we having dinner tonight?"

The word Meng Qingge came back neatly: No time.