villain king

Chapter 405 Are You Counting Us Or We Are Counting You
Huang Lei divided actors into several categories.

The first type is the all-in-one type. This type of actor has a very familiar expression, such as puffing his beard and staring at his eyes, pouting, growling and so on.

Those below this are not even worthy of being called actors in his eyes.

The second is the play-like-life type, where I have played a certain role too much, and I bring this role into my own life.

For example, if there are too many idol dramas, the girly feeling will linger, and if the emperor plays too many, it is natural to behave in daily life.

The advantage of acting in a model is that they only respond to people in their own circle and hardly take on other roles. They are also afraid of being seen by others as not good at acting.

"The third type is everyone here."

After all, he is a teacher, and he always likes to engage in this routine of wanting to promote before suppressing.

Everyone was not in a hurry and waited quietly for his explanation.

When it comes to acting, everyone here is a learner who is well versed in this way, but in terms of systematization, these people can't keep up with him even if they are bundled together.

"Every step in the performance is like a big mountain. Only after crossing it do you find that the mountain ahead is even higher."

Ji Yun rubbed the back of his hands, "What about the tallest ones?"

Huang Lei raised his eyebrows, "They are artists, we can't talk about them yet."

To be honest, although this group of people are running towards half a hundred years old, they don't have the heart not to be happy with things.

Especially Ji Yun, he was taught by the old Jitou before, that he is not wise and has no heart.

To put it simply, if you are not a brain-dead, don't treat others as a brain-dead.

Huang Xuan sighed, smiled wryly and said, "I'm still far behind."

Ji Yun grinned, not to blame him for being troubled, recently his fans have been having a lot of trouble, and the favorability of passers-by plummeted.

This group of people was very fanatical, and even the flames of war burned on Ji Yun, asking him why he didn't give the role of Mei Changsu to Huang Xuan, but gave him the role of King Jing.

Since you signed Huang Xuan, why did you give up the protagonist?

Ji Yun didn't take it seriously, after all he had seen even more brain-dead fans.

What is it to ask the boss?The whistleblower website is not outrageous, and there are still people who want to help celebrities raise children.

He didn't take it to heart, but Huang Xuan remembered it strictly.

After drinking some wine, his face was full of guilt.

But he is also a boring gourd, he really can't open his mouth to explain to Ji Yun.

"Stop talking, I understand."

Ji Yun was quite tolerant, and immediately waved to him, "Every star has such fans."

Many "sensible fans" like to separate the behavior of fans from their idols, and to remove some fanatic fans from fan status, that is nonsense.

You are a star who stops, but fans can dance like toads?

Huang Xuan's fans in later generations are not very capable of being monsters, after all, he himself does not have much exposure.

Except for filming, he hides in a corner every day, and fans can't find a topic to talk about.

Huang Lei was quick-witted, as soon as he heard what the two said, he understood the meaning behind it, and immediately explained: "It's nothing, everyone at this table wasn't born as an idol when they were young."

As he spoke, he straightened his collar in a decent manner.

"I like to hear what you say." Huang Bo hadn't played yet, but Sun Honglei stood up first.

"Don't join in the fun."

Huang Lei clicked on the table, "The audience hates a star, and hardly cares how much fun his fans have, mainly because he hates his lack of coordination."

In fact, the two most popular fan groups on the Internet are Star Yeh fans and Jay Lun fans.

But what they say is tough, and they do have strength.

"It's nothing to you. When old Mr. Mei Lanfang was on fire, he practiced his voice in the yard, and those fans stood outside the yard and threw gold and silver jewelry in as rewards."

"Huo, are you so crazy?"

Huang Lei nodded, "You said that celebrities are criticized for making too much money now? At that time, Mr. Mei Lanfang was nicknamed Mei Bancheng. When he resisted the U.S. and aided Korea, he directly donated an airplane. Senior Chang Xiangyu donated 15 billion."

Everyone's blood boiled with enthusiasm, and Huang Lei added: "Of course, due to the background of the times, there may never be such an artist in China in the future."

"Passerby fans have a strong tolerance, so don't worry too much, just do your own thing."

There is one more thing he didn't say, no matter how important the entertainment industry is, it's nothing but eating melons, who really listens to it like living a life.

And as long as it doesn't touch the bottom line, they generally don't care too much.

If they are so empathetic, can they still be fans of passers-by?

Ji Yun had a good way to restore his reputation, but he opened his mouth and chose to swallow it back.

The well-known method is to do charity.

If you want to donate to Gu Tianle, no one can hack you.

But as the old saying goes, although good intentions are not rewarded, it is not worth publicizing to do charity in order to restore word of mouth. If you really want to do charity, wait until the gust of wind passes.

It's because people don't like people who are too utilitarian.

Huang Xuan's heart was relieved by his words. Before he could express his thanks, a crisp applause startled everyone.

Six eyes converged on the corner, and Yan Min was smiling and clapping.

His face was full of joy, as if he had won the lottery.

I forgot there was another person here.

"Shocked and surprised, I was taken aback." Sun Honglei patted his heart, with a look of disgust.

"I suddenly thought of a good idea."

There was a half-smile expression on Yan Min's face, and his thief's eyes were fixed on everyone present, with an unfathomable look, which made everyone want to pluck his hair clean.

"What idea?"

Ji Yun thought that he just thought of a brilliant link, but he didn't expect Yan Min's words to stop him immediately.

"I decided to modify the theme of tomorrow's show."

"Full reform?" Huang Lei frowned.

"That's right, change it all!"

Yan Min's face was full of confidence, without any hesitation.

He originally thought that this meal was for everyone to cultivate their relationship, so as to save the time of filming from being too busy.

Unexpectedly, the topic that everyone talked about really gave him a lot of inspiration. Thinking of this, he said in high spirits: "Tomorrow's theme is called the road of performance."

"The name is quite vulgar."

Ji Yun gave a dry evaluation, and at the same time reminded: "The filming will start tomorrow."

The filming will start at noon tomorrow, and it's past ten o'clock now. Even if the link is arranged, the rented venue and game content will have to be rescheduled.

"The venue remains the same. The few things I think of now can be seen everywhere, which is easy to mediate."

Inspiration kept coming out of his mind, and he couldn't sit still anymore, "I'll go back and revise it now!"

With a gust of wind, Yan Min disappeared from everyone's sight.

"The young man is quite serious."

Huang Bo nodded and commented, he really thought this variety show was a leisure entertainment for a group of old people.

Ji Yun hehe, the words he told Yan Min at that time are still vivid in his memory.

"There is no script, play at will, you count us, or we count you."

(End of this chapter)