entertainment first

My understanding of Luo Minglang also started from our close relationship.

The school we attend has high tuition fees for ordinary families. The only advantage is that students with excellent grades can be exempted from tuition fees and given a considerable amount of scholarships. Students with poor grades will be charged a lot. Philippine's "school construction fee".So here, two kinds of people are the most common, one is rich second-generation school scum, and the other is poor school tyrants.

Luo Minglang belongs to the latter group. He is always the one who speaks on behalf of the bursary students in the bursary donation ceremony that the school must hold every school opening ceremony. The school leaders put on a show, saying they are helping students in need, but in fact they trample on them unintentionally. self-esteem.

From the "deeds" "recognized" by the school, it is not difficult to see Luo Minglang's life experience.His parents were uneducated, and they were both laid off. His father suffered from uremia, and money was spent like running water, and he owed a lot of foreign debts.

However, he was not crushed by the heavy blows of life. Instead, he worked harder, worked part-time and studied, with excellent grades and a handsome appearance. The sunny and cheerful smile on his face all the time made many girls shed tears for him.

We had dinner in the cafeteria as usual that day, and we went back to the classroom together. I had nothing to say, so I casually complained to him about how difficult the math teacher's new exercises were.

Luo Minglang smiled and teased me: "Other people's mathematics is to check for omissions and fill in gaps, but you are a nuwa who fills in the sky..."

"Luo Minglang!" I feigned anger and nudged him on the shoulder, and he smiled even more - I do lack some talent in mathematics, and all other subjects seem to exist to make up for the loophole in mathematics, Chinese He is one of the best in the whole grade, but he is often ranked last in mathematics.

We were laughing and joking when the campus radio suddenly sounded: "Luo Minglang, Class 4 ([-]) of high school, your parents are waiting for you at the school gate, please hurry to the school gate when you hear the broadcast..."

The broadcast was repeated several times, the smile on Luo Minglang's face froze, he turned to me and said, "You go first, I'll go and have a look."

I shook my head and said, "I'll wait for you here."

He sighed almost inaudibly, and quickened his pace towards the front door of the school.

I knew that I shouldn't have been prying into Luo Minglang's private affairs, but my curiosity in my youth prompted me to follow him lightly. I followed him from a distance, and I could barely hear the conversation between Luo Minglang and his mother. dialogue.

The main idea is probably that Luo Minglang's father's condition has deteriorated again, and the family has no money. Let Luo Minglang take care of himself. If the school can apply for subsidies again, he must fight for it again.

From a distance, I saw the boy sending away his hunched mother, clenched his fists and smashed his fists against the solid wall in a corner where he thought no one would see him. From such a distance, I seemed to feel his helplessness towards me. hate.

But he seemed to adjust his mood quickly, took a few deep breaths, turned around and walked in the direction where I was waiting for him at first.

I hurriedly took a shortcut and went back to the original place. When I saw him walking towards me, I pretended not to know what happened and asked him what was the matter.

Luo Minglang's face was completely unrecognizable, and he grinned heartily, showing eight neat white teeth, carefree like the hero in a toothpaste advertisement: "It's nothing, let's go, let's go to self-study."

He hugged my shoulders loudly, hugged me and walked to the classroom: "Don't you still have a big math problem, brother, come and tell you!"

At that moment, I decided to help him.

He should be radiant by nature, and should not be confined to poverty and suffering.

He needs money, and I can just give him a chance.

At that time, I had just received the invitation of the first feature film in my life. It was not a big production, but the price was reasonable, and the director was very kind.He found me because he saw a short video of me on Weibo, liked my school uniform and refreshing youthful look, and saw that I had experience in commercial shooting, so he threw an olive branch at me.

"Director, I have a more suitable candidate to recommend to you for this role." When I was replying to the director, I recommended Luo Minglang to him, "He is my classmate, with a better temperament than me. "Like the Wind" Doesn’t the hero in the movie play football? He happens to be on the school team…”

I showed the director the photos of Luo Minglang I secretly took, and they were all his best looks in my eyes. The director immediately became very interested in him and asked me to give him Luo Minglang's contact information.

What happened next was logical, I went back and told Luo Minglang, he was a little surprised: "But I don't know how to act..."

"You can learn if you don't know, and it's fine if you act in your true colors." My reason was high-sounding, "I really think you are more suitable for that role than me. If you play it, it must be better than mine."

Originally, he was still a little hesitant, but when he heard that there were still about [-] after the remuneration tax, he immediately decided to agree.

It was the summer vacation when I started filming this film, so I followed the crew to make soy sauce without delaying the course.

Luo Minglang has no experience, but he has no stage fright and is easy to teach. We live in the same room at night, and I will read the script to him and act according to my ideas; In addition to restoring my performance, there are also some new understandings of my own, and the director is full of praise for him.

Luo Minglang got the remaining half of the final payment when the production was finalized. When he remitted the money to his mother, he kept telling me that he thought it was unreal: "It turns out that making money can be so easy, I feel like I didn't do anything..."

I interrupted him and said seriously: "No, you have done a good job, and you have worked hard these two months, you deserve it."

"Am I really good at acting?" Luo Minglang raised his eyebrows, doubtful, and finally thought of something, hugged me and said: "Ah Yu, no matter what, thank you."