"Spring Thunder" is a drama of the Republic of China. Cui Runsheng played by Meng Yanzhang is a Confucian businessman on the surface, but in fact he can eat both black and white.
No one knows Cui Runsheng's actual age. He is good-looking, but he looks like he is in his early thirties. He always wears a low-key gray robe, combs his intellectual elegance and wears a string of beads on his wrist. Because he is the third in the family, he is called Cui Sanye.
As soon as Meng Yanzhang's style came out, the deputy director nodded and praised again and again. Rao was Zhu Dao and nodded slightly, cherishing words like gold. "Not bad."
"Meng teacher, very handsome! It is simply Cui Runsheng who came out of my script! " The screenwriter turned around Meng Yanzhang several times and gave him a thumbs-up with glowing eyes.
"Thank you, I'm flattered."
The actor is a young man in his early twenties, named Jing Yu. He used to make his debut as a singer and acted in several plays, but there was no splash.
According to Zhu Dao, although Jing Yu's acting skills are not so good, she has a passion for Wu Yu, and her acting skills can be slowly ground out. The most important thing is that she is suitable, looks good and has the same temperament. The key is that she is cheap.
"No way, the funds are limited." Director Zhu sighed, and the melancholy in his eyes was too strong to leave.
Meng Yanzhang looked at him and remembered that Zhu Dao committed suicide by lying on the track in the previous life. Zhu Dao should not have suffered from depression after the accident in Spring Thunder. He should have suffered from it long ago.
The accident in "Spring Thunder" was the last straw to crush him.
"Director Zhu, I have something to discuss with you." Meng Yanzhang squatted next to him, and the side head talked to him.
Zhu Dao took out his cigarette hand and stared at Meng Yanzhang for a few seconds. "No drama."
Hearing this, Meng Yanzhang laughed. "It's not an extra play. Just follow your idea."
"Oh." Zhu Dao took out a cigarette from her pocket and gave one to Meng Yanzhang.
"I don't smoke." Meng Yanzhang raised his hand and refused.
In fact, he smoked. He smoked the most during the period when there was no chance to shoot, and he didn't have the money to smoke expensive ones. He could only afford two May Day packs of big front doors, and he didn't feel bad if he smoked too much.
There's a scene now, so there's no need to smoke.
"Go ahead, what is it?" Zhu Dao spit out one mouthful smoke, and the wind blew all over Meng Yanzhang's face.
Meng Yanzhang raised his hand and waved away the smoke, and went to the other side of Zhu Dao to avoid being attacked by second-hand smoke again.
"I won't take my pay, and I will invest in the crew. Although it is not much, please don't dislike it."
Zhu's hand with a cigarette was stunned for a few seconds before he turned to Meng Yanzhang. "Are you ... telling the truth?"
"Well, I think our play will definitely explode." Meng Yanzhang said seriously.
Zhu Dao stared at his handsome young face, remained silent for a long time, and asked again, "Don't you regret it? If you jump, you will have nothing. "
"I said that our play is going to explode. Director Zhu, do you mind if I share a piece of it?" Meng Yanzhang's face gave me a smile, Zhu Dao was silent for a long time, and stood up with his feet on the ground.
"If it's as you say, I'll give you 20%." Zhu guide a wave of his hand generous promise.
"Twenty percent is too much, and I earned 10 percent." Meng Yanzhang just took the lead. This film is Zhu's painstaking efforts, and he is ashamed to take so much.
So the two agreed that Meng Yanzhang is now an investor in "Spring Thunder".
Jing Yu's agent followed him, and Jing Yu spoke ill of Meng Yanzhang. "Obviously, you are the man. Why are you circling around him? You can't be a relative of Zhu Dao."
"Maybe, I hate this kind of dog in the manger. We little actors don't know how much effort it takes to get a role. As soon as he comes, he goes through the back door to get the role of the second man." Jing Yu curled his lips and said, "When you play opposite me later, you'd better not hold me back. It's annoying."
"Don't be angry. What you do well is that you are the man who bought tickets to the cinema to see you. His poor performance just set off your good performance." The agent handed Jingyu a glass of water and calmed down.
"You can't drink milk tea recently. It doesn't look good on camera."
Jingyu himself understood that he nodded and didn't comment on the white water in his hand.
"Jing Yu, come and shoot the first scene." The deputy director shouted loudly at Jingyu who was drinking water.
"coming." Jingyu quickly stuffed the water cup in his hand to the agent and hurried to play.
The makeup artist touched up his makeup.
"Young people have good skin, so go." The makeup artist said to him gently.
"Well, thank you, Sister Li."
Jing Yu's first scene was stuck three times, and when Zhu called it, he was quite satisfied.
"Meng Yanzhen is ready."
Meng Yanzhang missed Jingyu, stepped forward steadily, and was inexplicably given a proud look by Jingyu.
"Xiaoyu, the performance is particularly good. That Meng Yanzhang is behind you. It's a nightmare and will definitely make a fool of himself." The agent wiped Jing Yu's nonexistent sweat with a tissue.
Jingyu thinks so, too. He only stuck the director for three times and let him pass. Later, Meng Yanzhang, who came in through the back door, was stuck by Zhu for dozens of times, and he would be ashamed to cry.
However, when they saw Meng Yanzhang walking to the camera, their temperament changed, just like pressing some wonderful switch.
There is no need for exaggerated body movements. Every look, even breathing, is a play. At this time, the person in front of the camera is not Meng Yanzhang, but Cui Runsheng himself.
Jing Yu and his agent looked at Meng Yanzhang dumbfounded. This man is really terrible. He not only enters the show himself, but also drives the people around him to enter the show together.
"yes."
By the time Meng Yanzhang went to the rest area, Jingyu had flushed. Just now, he had overreached and despised Teacher Meng. He also spoke ill of Teacher Meng with his agent. He was the one who should be ashamed to cry.
He was stuck for three times after being tried once. Maybe it was Zhu Dao who looked at him like that, and he was kind enough to let him pass when he was hopeless. He was still smug and sarcastic in his heart.
"Meng ... Meng teacher ..." Jingyu blushed and went to Meng Yanzhang, holding the script in her hand, carefully, for fear of offending Meng teacher.
"Huh?" Meng Yanzhang thought, Is it really a child? Face changing and the weather changing.
"I ... I ... I ... I don't understand anything, but ... can I ask you?" Jingyu stammered a word and finally made it clear.
Before Meng Yanzhang made a statement, he quickly said, "Am I bothering you too much? Forget it, I won't bother you, I'll figure it out myself. "
"Yes, what don't you understand?" Meng Yanzhang voice down, he saw JingYu DengYuan eyes pinched his script, in situ heavy jump a few times.
Meng Yanzhang: "..."
Is it necessary to get so excited?
When Yan Shu took the time to visit Meng Yanzhang, Meng Yanzhang suddenly had a younger brother around him, and his eyes were shining every day. No matter what Meng Yanzhang said, he was right.
"Ha, ha, ha, Xiaoyu likes to follow Mr. Meng around. At the beginning, even Mr. Meng had to follow him when he went to the toilet, and he was ruthlessly driven out by Mr. Meng."
"Young people are energetic, but Teacher Meng is so good at acting and willing to patiently guide Xiaoyu. It is understandable that Xiaoyu likes Teacher Meng so much."
After listening to this, Yan Shu had two thoughts in his heart. One was, is Meng Yanzhang's acting so good? The other is a little distressed by Duan Zong, who stays up late to work overtime every day and doesn't know that his head is green.
After he watched a scene of Meng Yanzhang's play, Yan Shu clearly felt that his heart was beating wildly and his blood was boiling all over. After he drank two glasses of water, he calmed down.
No one has ever told him that Meng Yanzhang's acting skills are so good. He has seen Meng Yanzhang's previous works. How long has it been before, and he has advanced by leaps and bounds to this point, which is the speed of taking a rocket.
He remembered that when Ji Xiuyang invited him out of the mountain, he said that Meng Yanzhang would give Yuhui a trophy for best actor within five years. He didn't believe it at that time. He read Meng Yanzhang's information, not to mention how brilliant it was.
But now, he believes, not to mention five years. With such superb acting skills as Meng Yanzhang, two years is enough.
During Meng Yanzhang's break, Yan Shu sat down beside him. "Why didn't you tell me before that your acting skills were so good?"
"Very good?" Meng Yanzhang holding a cup, asks.
"Are you showing off?"
Meng Yanzhang shook his head and said firmly, "It can be better."
Seeing his eyes, Yan Shu understood that Meng Yanzhang was not proud. He was very strict with himself.
Yan Shu chuckled and patted him on the shoulder. "I'm looking forward to it."
"By the way, someone asked me to send you something, which has been put in your room." Yan Shu remembered what Ji Xiuyang had told him before.
"Oh, ok, thanks." Meng Yanzhang always thought that Yan Shu was invited by Duan Jiangqiu, and this thing was naturally brought by Duan Jiangqiu.
Yan Shu saw that he was not surprised, and he was a little admired by Meng Yanzhang. He really deserves to be seen by Duan Jiangqiu.
When Meng Yanzhang returned to his room at night, he saw a big box in the center. He bypassed the box, took a bath first, and picked up a mask as Duan Jiangqiu said. I have to say that Duan Jiangqiu's mask and skin care products are very effective. The makeup artist also asked him what brand of skin care products he used, and his skin is getting better and better.
When the box is opened, it is full of all kinds of food and fun. Unfortunately, Meng Yanzhang doesn't play games, and it's no use holding a game machine.
Before wiping his face and getting ready for bed, Meng Yanzhang sent Duan Jiangqiu a message.
Meng Yanzhang: I received it, and I like it very much, too. Thank you.
Duan Jiangqiu almost seconds back, if it weren't for Duan Jiangqiu is a busy man, Meng Yanzhang can doubt that he has been keeping by his mobile phone.
Duan Jiangqiu: I like it. Is it convenient to open a video? I want to see you.
Looking at the last five words, Meng Yanzhang was absent for a moment. It seems that he hasn't seen Duan Jiangqiu for more than half a month.
Meng Yanzhang sent Duan Jiangqiu a video request, and the next second Duan Jiangqiu's face appeared on the mobile phone screen.