I'm the man who wants to be the best actor [Rebirth]

Vincent was taken aback and didn't speak, but he understood.

I envy him that he has a boyfriend who loves each other—it is the greatest luck today when homosexuality is still not tolerated by the mainstream of society.

Therefore, those misfortunes in the past seem to have become calm and insignificant.

……

Ling Han didn't know why his manager and Fang Lu were always so at odds, and the next day they almost fought again on the set.

The reason is that Wen Sen came over again to give Ling Han a USB flash drive...in it was Fang Lu's performance video.Because he heard that Ling Han was talked about by the director several times in the past two days because of his acting skills, and he probably got it from Cindy.

Fang Lu snatched the USB flash drive before Ling Han held it in his hand and warmed it up.

"Tsk," Fang Lu frowned, "What's the use of looking?"

Vincent glared at Fang Lu fiercely: "Why is it useless? Fang Lu's acting skills are recognized in the circle, watch more and learn more, understand?"

In fact, Fang Lu was secretly happy - although he always quarreled with Wen Sen when he disagreed, the other party still admitted his acting skills honestly.

However, one size fits all.He couldn't watch Wen Sen just let Ling Han waste time like this without pain, this was adding another firepower on the way to finish Ling Han.

"Vincent, you weren't like this before. Fang Lu just..." He paused, "I heard that when Fang Lu first entered the showbiz circle, his acting skills were also terrible, so you arranged for him without further ado. The acting teacher taught him one-on-one, which saved his acting skills."

Fang Lu smiled contemptuously: "Could it be that seeing all kinds of little fresh meats with no acting skills and no works turned out in the circle recently, he impetuously packaged Ling Han as a traffic star, right? Having been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years, do you still need me to teach you the principle of 'speaking through works'?"

"You!—" Vincent, who was stabbed to death, was a little angry. He asked himself that he was indeed impetuous during this period, but there was a reason for that:

Fang Lu was brought out by him alone. It took Vincent ten years to go from the unknown 38-line Little Transparency to the only leading role under the spotlight.

In ten years, he has long been used to the status of his artists who are extremely popular.This suddenly gave him a little transparency with only looks and no popularity. Can he not panic?

Especially when I saw those little fresh meats who turned out to be born out of nowhere, without acting skills or works, all of them are doing well. It is a lie to say that you are not flustered... even ghosts will not believe it .

He admits he is eager to win.

After working in this circle for so long, how could he not understand the principle of "telling by works"?However, there is no harm without comparison. How can it be so easy to change from extravagance to simplicity?

If you have climbed a peak, where would you be satisfied with the current small mound?

He couldn't stand this kind of "loneliness", so he could only choose to go with the flow. After all, if he just looked at his face, Ling Han would not lose to any of them.As long as the team behind it works well, why not be popular?

Even outsiders know that these traffic stars can't stop at all, they have to keep "making trouble" and talking about topics, because once they stop, the topic will disappear and the popularity will drop.

There are only 24 hours in a day, and you are all cooperating with the company to run announcements, film thunder dramas, and "make troubles" on Weibo to stir up the popularity. How can there be extra time and energy to settle down and learn acting skills?

Are you really an idol star who works 48 hours a day, has a high fever of 108 degrees and still insists on rehearsing in the background?

nonexistent!Whoever is serious is an idiot, and whoever is f*cking is stupid.

Vincent walked away with the shame, anger and inner contempt of being exposed face to face.Ling Han didn't say a word the whole time before he was dragged by the makeup artist to the dressing room to touch up his makeup.

This day, I took a picture until nearly ten o'clock in the evening.

When Ling Han returned to the hotel room, he found that Fang Lu was sitting on the head of the bed, falling asleep... He held a book in his hand vaguely, and he scattered pens of various colors, mischievously distributed everywhere on the bed.

Ling Han deliberately slowed down, but Fang Lu suddenly opened his eyes for no reason.

"Brother Han, are you back?" Fang Lu rubbed his eyes, picked up the pens and put them in the book.

Ling Han nodded: "Sleep if you're sleepy."

Fang Lu is really not sleepy now, he shook his head: "It's okay, I just slept for a while, and I'm not sleepy at all, I'm just alive and kicking!" After speaking, he laughed along for a long time.

Ling Han was a little sleepy, he grabbed his clothes and went to the bathroom, he just wanted to wash off his tired body, and then he slumped on the bed and put the corpse on as soon as possible.

However, after he took a shower... he found that he wasn't sleepy at all - he was completely washed away by the shower.He wiped the water off his head and saw Fang Lu writing and drawing on the book, not knowing what he was doing.

However, he was more curious about other things than this.

"Lu Lu, how did you know... Wen Sen arranged for Fang Lu to learn acting before? You seem to be very familiar with Wen Sen..." Ling Han asked.

Fang Lu had already figured out a way out for himself when he had just scolded Wen Sen impulsively. He put the pen into the page of the book and used it as a bookmark.

He remembered the news about Lu Youyang's deity that he had searched everywhere on Baidu Tieba, Weibo, and various entertainment forums, so he used this as a cover and started talking nonsense:

"Anyway, I've been in this circle for six years. Although I can't be as high as Fang Lu, but if I'm in this circle, I can know some things that people outside the circle don't know."

Ling Han gave a soft "Oh" and didn't say anything else.

He still had reservations about Fang Lu's words just now: Although he was an outsider before, he didn't think he would be any less familiar with Fang Lu than the insiders.

——Especially someone like Lu Youyang who has no connection with Fang Lu.

Fang Lu stuffed the book in his hand into Ling Han's hand: "Brother Han, I've made some marks for you here, and wrote some characters' actions and expressions in this scene, you can read it when you have time look?"

Ling Han looked at the markings of various colors on it, red, blue, yellow, and even sticky notes in some places, and his heart suddenly softened.

While being moved, he even wondered if Fang Lu felt that way about himself... Otherwise, could a simple "friend" really do this for him?

Has Ren Zhichu ever enjoyed this kind of treatment?

however……

"Brother Han, I assure you, I'm really straight, don't worry!"

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