The perfect future of rebirth

Fan Baobao didn't say a word, Zhou Yun nodded: "It seems to be."

Looking at the poster pasted at the door, Zhao Fusheng frowned.

"The crew of "Youth Undefended" signed up for the audition." Zhao Fusheng read the name once, then curled his lips: "Just hearing the name, I don't really want to watch it."

"You, don't be so hypocritical." Fan Baobao glared at Zhao Fusheng, and said in a low voice: "The information given by Sister Hua said that this crew is recruiting female No. [-], and you said that if I was selected... "

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Fusheng waved his hand and said unceremoniously: "Please, what kind of big production can a crew recruiting in this kind of place be? Let me tell you, can their drama be broadcast on the TV station?" It all depends on luck."

What he said is the truth, whether it is a TV series or a movie, the filming is only the first step of the Long March, and more problems will be faced in the future.

Submitting for review, whether it can be listed on the stars, or broadcast on local TV stations, all of these need to go through a series of checkpoints. Of course, many TV stations will compete for a good film, but if the quality of the film is average, don’t talk about the issue of review. Is the broadcast platform is a big problem.

After all, today's TV stations have limited channels, and it is impossible to broadcast a shoddy TV series casually.

In fact, the big reason why TV dramas made of rubbish are prevalent in later generations is that there were too many platforms at that time, and as long as someone had funds, they could invest without thinking about other things at all.

But now, if you invest in a TV series or movie, if you fail, you will really lose your fortune.

Therefore, from Zhao Fusheng's point of view, the so-called crews in this kind of place are basically grass-roots crews, and he doesn't know how Wang Jinghua chooses resources.

As everyone knows, Wang Jinghua just gave Fan Baobao a lot of information about recruiting actors. Despite Zhao Fusheng's instructions, in her eyes, Fan Baobao should go through some such trials at this time.

It is said that if you can't cut a jade, you can't make a weapon. In Wang Jinghua's mind, this is the refinement of Fan Baobao's acting skills.

Not everyone is born to be a good actor. Even the most famous actors have to start with various small roles, and take the lead when they debut. Either they have a big background, or they are rich and idle. It's okay to be praised, like ordinary actors, who have been famous for more than ten or twenty years, there are many people.

The most obvious examples are Wu Xiubo and Zhang Jiayi, who have been unknown in the circle for more than ten years after graduation.Including Zhang Hanyu, he also worked as a voice actor for ten years.

But the acting skills of these people, that is to say, have been honed in various role roles, and then they have accumulated a lot of money, and they became famous all over the world.

Of course, if Zhao Fusheng is willing, he can also package Fan Baobao as a traffic star, who will be watched by the media all day long, and all kinds of news will fly all over the sky.

But the problem is that once this is done, when people mention Fan Baobao in the future, they will not be able to remember her representative works at all, and they will be filled with all kinds of news about her, positive and negative. Artists whose popularity has been supported by the news still have no confidence after all.

"Don't worry about it, Zhou Yun and I will go in, you wait outside." Fan Baobao stared at Zhao Fusheng and said.

She also knew that Zhao Fusheng was doing it for her own good, but no matter what, as long as there was a chance, she would try it.

Zhao Fusheng was also very helpless, watching Zhou Yun and Fan Baobao walk towards the warehouse like martyrs, and asked them to call him if they had something to do, so he simply stood at the door and waited for the two of them.

As a result, half an hour later, Zhao Fusheng saw Fan Baobao and Zhou Yun walking out.

However, Zhou Yun had a helpless expression on his face, while Fan Baobao looked angry.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Fusheng asked strangely. Although he looked down on the crew, he didn't think that with Zhou Yun and Fan Baobao's conditions, he would lose the role of female number four and female number five. The baby is more or less well-known, at least someone knows the face of the girl with a clear mouth.

"Don't mention it, what they want is an actor around 40 years old." Fan Baobao said angrily.

Zhao Fusheng burst out laughing. At the age of Fan Baobao and Zhou Yun, not to mention 40 years old, 30-year-old roles can't be played. Some roles can't be solved by makeup skills.

"Laugh at your size." Fan Baobao patted Zhao Fusheng angrily: "Go, accompany us to the next set."

She is going all out, no matter what, she must succeed in the interview.

Zhao Fusheng nodded helplessly, glanced at Zhou Yun, nodded: "Let's go, I'll call a taxi."

"It doesn't matter, the next one will definitely succeed."

Sitting in the taxi, Fan Baobao cheered on himself and Zhou Yun with confidence, and then looked at Zhao Fusheng: "Do you think so?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled, and nodded quickly: "Yes, it will definitely be possible."

What can he say, Zhou Yun looked at herself expectantly, and Fan Baobao also looked like if you dare to say anything bad, I will fight with you. Up to now, he can only give two Girls cheer up.

Although in fact, he is not optimistic about the audition journey of the two.

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Time passed quickly, and in the evening, the three of them dragged their tired bodies back to the residence. As soon as they entered the door, Fan Baobao collapsed on the sofa without a ladylike image.

"I'm exhausted." Lying on the sofa, Fan Baobao cried out in agony: "What the hell, there are seven production crews, but none of them can make it."

"No way, who made us not famous." Zhou Yun said helplessly.

Although she didn't collapse on the sofa like Fan Baobao, she still leaned on Fan Baobao with a tired face.

Zhao Fusheng was fine, after all, he didn't work as hard as the two girls, and he still had to perform. He just accompanied the two girls along the way, and waited at the door by the way.

But even so, the hot weather in July is really exhausting.

But what made Zhao Fusheng even more helpless was that Fan Baobao and Zhou Yun's audition road, just as he had predicted before, was really not smooth at all.

In other words, their audition did not see the possibility of success at all.

Seeing the two girls who were still discussing how many crews they would go to tomorrow, Zhao Fusheng sighed silently in his heart, he knew that things couldn't go on like this.

4 Chapter Seventy

Early the next morning, Fan Baobao and Zhou Yun continued to go to the interview excitedly, but this time, Zhao Fusheng did not follow them, but stayed at home.

As a result, in the afternoon, the two girls came back dejectedly.

"How?" Although Zhao Fusheng had already guessed the result, he still asked Fan Baobao calmly.

Fan Baobao didn't say anything, Zhou Yun hesitated, and said, "It failed again."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "I see."

Then he looked at Fan Baobao: "What's wrong with you, this doesn't look like you."

Fan Baobao's complexion was not very good, her expression was very ugly, and she looked depressed. It could be seen that the successive failures made her feel very bad.

Zhou Yun thought for a while, walked to Zhao Fusheng's side, and said in a low voice: "Today, an assistant director said some nonsense to us, and the baby must have been pissed off."

Zhao Fusheng frowned immediately, seeing Zhou Yun turned and walked back to the room, leaving himself and Fan Baobao in the living room.

Fan Baobao didn't make a sound, lost his usual vivaciousness, silently walked to the sofa and sat down, hugging his knees like a wounded little animal.

Zhao Fusheng looked at Fan Baobao's rare appearance of being so soft, shook his head, walked to the kitchen, took out the fruit from the refrigerator, cut it up and brought it out, and put it on the tea table.

"Let's eat some fruit." Zhao Fusheng said to Fan Baobao.

"I don't want to eat." Fan Baobao replied in a muffled voice, burying his head between his knees.

"What's the matter, being hit by someone makes me feel uncomfortable." Zhao Fusheng smiled and asked without being angry, sitting beside Fan Baobao.