Everything is good except for the acting

Meng Shizhen drove into Fang Jiang's community. The security guard was a novice who had just started working. He asked a lot of questions and didn't let her in until a security guard he knew showed up.If it weren't for Fang Jiang's need for tight security and the fact that the new security looks good, Meng Shizhen wanted to swear.

The community is located in the bustling area of ​​the city center, adjacent to the park. It is a rare urban villa in Shanghai. Compared with suburban houses, the area of ​​each villa is much smaller.Fang Jiang's house is in the deep part of the community, only one side faces another villa, and the other side faces the park green space.

The one who opened the door for Meng Shizhen was the aunt Sun Chunlian who came out of the kitchen in a hurry.Sun Chunlian is in her fifties this year. Six years ago, she failed to invest and came out to find work. Fang Jiang saw that she was quiet, diligent, clean and tidy, not to mention good at cooking, and good at developing new dishes by learning and using them flexibly, so he left her Permanent at home.In the past few years, Fang Jiang ran around and made many announcements, and Sun Chunlian waited like half a butler.It was not until last year when she deliberately reduced her workload that Sun Chunlian had more work than before. The recent period is probably the busiest time since she came here.

As soon as Meng Shizhen put on his slippers, he saw soap bubbles floating in front of his eyes.

Sun Chunlian pointed upwards with an indescribable expression.

Meng Shizhen followed her fingers and looked up, and saw Fang Jiang wearing a big blue robe, sitting on the edge of the stairs, his legs hanging in the air through the railing, his feet dangling, holding a jar of unknown Things, when you blow air, there are soap bubbles.

blowing bubbles.Meng Shizhen didn't do this thing again after elementary school. When he saw it on the side of the park, he felt bored and dirty.

When he reached the third floor, Fang Jiang still maintained his original posture, with a calm expression on his face, unable to tell whether it was happiness, sadness, or just bewilderment.Meng Shizhen couldn't help sighing, decadence can be so provocative, he is born to eat this profession, but this kind of decadence is not suitable for appearing in front of the public in the form of records.

"Sister Shizhen." Seeing that she was silent, Fang Jiang gave her a faint smile, like a tired soul hidden under a tired body.

"You are unhappy." It is an affirmation, not a question.

Fang Jiang laughed out loud. "Looking at the bank balance, I don't dare to be unhappy, otherwise I won't be pointed at my nose and scolded for being hypocritical. You can sit down for a while, and dinner will be ready soon."

"And you know I'm not on a date?"

"If you have an appointment with someone, your speech and pace will speed up."

Meng Shizhen couldn't believe it, "Really?"

"I'll show you the next shot, and you'll know when you compare."

"Zuo narrow." Meng Shizhen sat down on the sofa behind her, "Your sofa is not bad, once you nest in it, you won't want to move."

"It turned out to be a kennel. I found it comfortable. I asked someone to remake it according to human size."

"It's no wonder people say that the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own kennels. It makes sense."

Meng Shizhen didn't say why he was here, and Fang Jiang didn't ask. One was lying comfortably, and the other was blowing bubbles by himself. Occasionally, there was a smell of rice, which was very smokey.

"How do you think of blowing bubbles?"

"Read a novel."

"The soap bubbles have fallen on the curtains, so I have to take them down and wash them. You say, installing so many curtains, the cleaning project will be a huge one. It's terrible." The entire glass wall of other people's houses is for lighting, Fang Jiang is good , as long as there is glass, there are curtains, and it is dark when the curtains are drawn during the day.Meng Shizhen had seen it before, it was dark and could pretend to be an old castle where vampires lived.

"It's better than someone secretly taking pictures." Anyway, she doesn't need to dismantle it, nor does she need to wash it. "Now that drones are so developed, even if flying in the urban area is banned, there are more laws and violations. Prevent problems before they happen, and save trouble. I'm not here to reduce your workload."

Reduce workload?The less epileptic you are, the easier it is to reduce the workload. "Your mother said that she only saw you once during the Spring Festival, and she didn't go to live with her. Ask if you are busy."

"She knows how to ask you, why didn't she just ask me? What do you say?" Hearing the words "your mother said", Fang Jiang felt annoyed.

"I said that you have been thinking about breaking through recently and want to make something of your own. Your mother immediately said that if you need any resources, just ask her. There are her in China and your father, and Mr. Wilson in foreign countries."

Putting the jar of blowing bubbles aside, Fang Jiang said, "It's that old man again."

"How old are you? I haven't reached the age of 80. Fortunately, I have a strong body. I hope he will live a few more years. With his help, your international route will be much easier." Knowing that Fang Jiang doesn't like her stepfather, Meng Shizhen still said, " You are still brooding, how many years have passed. No matter how you say, Mr. Wilson is your stepfather, he treats your mother very well and treats you well. "

Fang Jiang's parents divorced when she was in college, and her mother married Wilson, a wealthy American businessman ten years her senior.

"Wilson, Wilson, sounds like a plague. I just don't like his name."

"All right, all right." Every family has scriptures that are hard to recite. Fang Jiang's biggest knot is to quickly form a new family after his parents divorce. As long as others are polite and polite, Meng Shizhen doesn't care about her.Telling her was just at the request of Fang Jiang's mother, who made Fang Jiang's mother, Jiang Wei, Meng Shizhen's idol when he was young.She set foot in the entertainment circle originally as a way of chasing stars, but she didn't expect to go astray and go further and further on the wrong path.

Meng Shizhen sighed, sat up and was about to say something, when he saw a printed ppt on the small round table next to the sofa, which looked familiar.Pick it up and take a look, damn it, it's actually a ppt made by that little broken author. "I usually don't read comments on Weibo, why are you so excited to read this?"

"She made a lot of sense." Fang Jiang took the ppt and turned to the only page with good words, "Do you remember the movie where I won the Best Supporting Actress?"

"Xiao Jia in "Pounding Heartbeat", that was the third year of your debut, playing a female student who originally had a crush on the male lead, but actually had a crush on the female lead." Meng Shizhen opened his mouth and said, "Wait, what did the bald man say? "

Fang Jiang giggled, "Sister Shizhen, she is bald, not bald."

"Whatever, whatever, that little poor author said something strange."

"She said the role in that movie was perfect for me, so I did well."

This is a good word?

"When I made that movie, I could relate to it from the bottom of my heart."

"It can't be the part that has a crush on the heroine, can it?"

"Sister Shizhen, it was Xiaojia who saw her parents quarrel and turned and left to find the hostess. I could feel her disappointment with her parents, her worry, her fear, her confusion, and her seeing the hostess But that’s not the point. The point is that I’ve often wondered recently whether it’s because I have too little experience. You see, those outstanding actors are either gifted or have rich experience. I have suffered so much, and I seldom have the desire to get what I want. After entering the industry, because of your care and my parents, I have not encountered any bad things. Compared with others, I am lucky enough. But because of too much experience Little, it's hard for me to empathize."

Meng Shizhen was vigilant. "What do you want to do? To be a goodwill ambassador for the United Nations, to devote yourself to public welfare, or to enrich your life experience? People who play drugs don't necessarily have to take drugs. Do you have to kill someone to play a murderer?"

"At least people go to rehab to understand what it's like to be a drug addict."

"Stop, stop, delete those crazy thoughts in your head." Meng Shizhen snatched the printed document from her hand, crumpled it up, and threw it into the trash can. "Jiang Jiang, you don't need to think so much about the scene you are filming now. You see that Yongmei, who won the Silver Bear Award, said so. Everyone is in a hurry. If you think so much, you are causing trouble, you know? The market is very cruel, especially domestic female stars, with a short career cycle and fierce competition. You should be thinking the same as I think now, how to get exposure, how to get endorsements, make more TV series and movies, no matter when they air , Inventory is the most important. Nowadays, the production cycle of a TV series is not short, and the current market is changing every day. If there is no exposure, it means that there is no exposure. If you have no exposure, others have it. I'm coming to grab your job. Don't say that your type is different from them. You see Cheng Hanzhi has a lot of advertising endorsement show activities. Is there any filming? Yin Zhang has won a lot of awards, and he is doing variety shows to make money. Listen My, Jiang Jiang, your acting skills are indeed not good, but they are definitely not bad. You don’t need to waste time and energy thinking about other things. I know you have pursuits, you have ambitions, and you want to become better. But you can't stop, time waits for no one. I will try my best to fight for better directors and richer opportunities for you, you have to promise me, do what you are doing and don't think about dangerous things, okay?"

Fang Jiang remained silent.

Meng Shizhen asked again: "Are you okay?"

"Is there any work I haven't done seriously?"

"Ancestor, I'm getting a vaccination. You've done everything well, but haven't you thought about dangerous things?"

"What danger..." Fang Jiangcai wanted to deny it.

Meng Shizhen said seriously: "Fang Jiang, you are stealing."

"Isn't that an attempt?"

"You also know that it was an attempt. What does the attempt mean? You did it, but it didn't work. If it wasn't for someone else in the convenience store, you would have stolen something. Tell me, what is the most important thing for a star."

"Personal virtue." Fang Jiang was reluctant.

"Yes, personal morality. Now all the people have their own high-powered magnifying glasses. You must be careful, careful, and more careful. Stealing is not just a private morality, it is illegal. You, a person who doesn't even run through red lights, are going to steal things? "Speaking of this, Meng Shizhen's tone slowed down, "I know that you have been strict with yourself and under great pressure. Others have nothing to fall in love with, or plastic sisterhood. As for you, you are always alone. I am very worried about you, Jiang Jiang, no way Go talk to a psychiatrist?"

"I'm not going. Don't worry about them."

Seeing her so stubborn, Meng Shizhen became angry again. "If you don't trust a professional, don't you worry about a poor author? I haven't asked you yet. Why send so many things to others? They scold you, and you still thank Dade for her condolences?"

As soon as Zhou Zhi was mentioned, Fang Jiang smiled and put the phone in front of Meng Shizhen. "I'm laughing at her, Sister Shizhen, let me show you a funny picture."

A group of eggs and a kiwi.gif

Fang Jiang has seen this animation countless times, and still laughs every time he sees it.

Meng Shizhen smiled skinny.

Fang Jiang also said: "Look at the hair on the kiwi..."

What catches your eyes?poisonous.

Seeing that Fang Jiang only got nervous once in more than ten years, Meng Shizhen said: "It's fine to laugh in private, don't make it popular. Otherwise, people will really think you are in a relationship."

"Dating?" Fang Jiang raised his phone, "With kiwi?"

"Oh, you think, others will list all the male artists you have collaborated with, and which one you choose depends on your luck." As if deliberately provoking Fang Jiang, Meng Shizhen continued, "Who have you collaborated with recently? Oh, Qin Chaoxi."

Qin Chaoxi, a master-in-law killer, is famous for suspense dramas and spy war dramas. He likes to post short poems and write short poems when he has nothing to do.When I see actors younger than him, I teach a few words as a senior, and I like to post his little sour poetry collections when I have nothing to do.Just post it, and ask others how it is written in a few days.If others say it’s good, it’s not enough, you have to say what’s good about it.Fang Jiang got a headache when he saw him.

"You kill me. Well, I know, I will never look at kiwis in front of people."

Meng Shizhen squinted.

"Well, not even eggs, oranges, or avocados."

"Fang Jiang!"

"Just joking, joking. It's not that funny, at least not as funny as Zhou Zhi."

"Who is Zhou Zhi?"

Fang Jiang smiled.

"It's that bald man again!"

After dinner, Meng Shizhen went home.Fang Jiang found a kiwi fruit, peeled off a piece of skin in the middle, made it look like a ghost shaved his head, and posted it on the small Weibo.

Ginger that is so spicy that you cry: I am bald, not bald, woohoo.

Few people paid attention to her trumpet, and no one responded after taking a shower. Fang Jiang felt bored, and had an idea, and forwarded the screenshot of Weibo to Zhou Zhi without the ID.

Feedback came quickly.

Little bald head: No. 600 Wanping South Road.jpg, this is the call of home.

The author has something to say: I hope that everyone will not dislike the heroine for not having hair because she is temporarily bald.