Super A actor is also fighting with the director today

When Wen Hong went to the dance practice room, he happened to meet a trainee in the company. When the children saw him, they all stood up obediently and called their seniors.

"You jump on your own, don't worry about me." Wen Hong twisted his neck, nodded at them with a smile, and walked to the side alone, but unexpectedly, several children looked at him eagerly, probably because newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, Looking in the mirror, the eyes are shining.

Wen Hong smiled helplessly, sighed softly, spit out the chewing gum wrapped in a paper towel and threw it into the trash can, turned around and waved at them as if in compromise: "Okay, what is the repertoire you are practicing this time?" ?”

"It seems that Rou is not without strength."

"Let go, kid, are you new here? Are you so reluctant to twist your crotch?"

"The tempo is too fast, I'm not your sister Jing, why panic?"

……

With a few children, they have almost finished practicing. Wen Hong himself was sweating all over. The shirt was unbuttoned to the third, revealing a jade-like tender white neck and delicate collarbone. He leaned back on the railing and took a After thanking the water that the trainee handed over, he unscrewed it without shyness and took a few sips, feeling much more refreshed.

"Senior Wen," a young trainee consciously met him a few times and asked him boldly first, "You dance so well, why didn't you just form a boy group when you debuted?"

"It's just a hobby," Wen Hong sat up on the railing with his hands palms down, and looked at the talking boy with a smile. "Compared with idols, I actually prefer being an actor."

"But to be an idol star, you can have many fans, and you can also get the love and cheers of many people." The young man with bright lights in his eyes and a somewhat immature and innocent face unabashedly looked at the stars. Bright yearning.

Wen Hong smiled noncommittally, and only said: "Being an actor can experience a different life and taste all kinds of things in the world."

After chatting for a few more words, Di Lang sent a message, saying that Wen Cang had come out of the dance practice room after auditioning, and Wen Hong jumped off the railing and waved at the children: "I'm going first, you guys Practice well."

It happened that one of the trainees blurted out and asked him: "Then don't you want glory?"

Wen Hong paused as he walked out, and then he squinted his eyes, as if he saw a gilded eagle soaring into the clouds. This is the lifelong pursuit of all actors, and Wen Hong is no exception.

That is the glory after traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers and overcoming thorns and thorns.

"Of course." Wen Hong suppressed the sharp and ambitious light in his eyes, licked his lips, and left the dance room without looking back.

When Di Lang saw him, he handed over a clean towel. Wen Hong took it and wiped a few on his face and neck without caring about his image, and asked straightforwardly, "Where is Wen Cang now?"

"Reception room D on the fourth floor." Di Lang looked at him worriedly, "You don't think you're going to fight him because you haven't done it?"

"?" Wen Hong looked at him strangely, "Brother Di, you speak from your conscience, who have I fought with since I debuted?"

Di Lang choked: "It's true, but you are a little too imposing."

"Has Xiaoying left?" Wen Hong walked into the staff elevator and pressed the button for the fourth floor.

"Just left, today only the role of Xu Qing has been decided," Di Lang said truthfully, "Most of the people who came wanted to test the two leading roles, but Wen Cang rejected them all. There were only a few supporting roles. Come over for an audition."

"Okay." Wen Hong nodded, and as soon as the elevator door opened, he raised his legs and walked straight to the reception room in D. The screenwriter and producer were packing their things and came out. He was a little surprised to see Wen Hong, and Wen Hong said goodbye to them politely with a smile , let Di Lang send them away first.

Wen Cang finally came out of the reception room, and saw Wen Hong as soon as he reached the door, and was about to avoid him when Wen Hong took a step in front of him, closed the door of the reception room behind his back, and said with a smile, "Director Wen, Let's talk."

"What are you doing with the door closed?" Wen Cang noticed that his hair was slightly disheveled on the side of his neck due to sweat, and smelled a faint scent of flowers. Fear and displeasure.

Alphas have a strong sense of territorial control. If they feel out of control or threatened, the conversation will have the opposite effect.

Wen Hong raised his eyes and met his gaze without avoiding it: "Then please promise me, Director Wen, and give me 10 minutes."

As Wen Cang grew up, it was the first time someone threatened him in such a gentle and polite tone. Wen Cang frowned, looked at him for half a minute, and then took a few steps back to sit on the sofa. , nodded slightly: "5 minutes."

Wen Hong didn't bargain with him, he breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the door open with his hands, and sat on the sofa next to Wen Cang.

"Director Wen, I need an explanation." Wen Hong thought his attitude and tone were very sincere.

"What explanation?" Wen Cang looked at him expressionlessly.

"Is there something wrong with my acting? Or something else caused me to fail the audition," Wen Hong said forcefully, "Director Wen, I want an explanation. If it's about acting, then I have nothing to say."

Acting?

Of course there is no problem with Wen Hong's acting skills.

Although he does not have the familiarity of old actors, the aura and vividness of his performances are rare. Bole and Chollima, if there is no Chollima, Bole will not be able to show his talents.

It is the director's luck to get such an actor who can vividly show the picture and role he wants.

but……

Wen Cang slid his eyes away, staring casually at the pot of green radishes at the door: "I have no obligation to explain to you."

The guess in my heart was confirmed, and Wen Hong actually laughed out, but the low laughter was particularly sharp at this moment: "Then it's not a question of acting skills. May I ask Director Wen, what is wrong with my performance? Or is it that you Is there any unspeakable misunderstanding about me?"

Wen Hong's voice was not loud, but his aura was particularly aggressive. Even though he controlled his pheromone well, he still achieved the effect of arousing the fighting spirit in Alpha's blood.

"Wen Dao, you have secretly mocked me for my misbehavior many times." Wen Hong squinted his eyes, the smile on his face was so fake at this time that it seemed that it would disappear with a light touch, "but how do you know that my conduct is not good?" Duan, have you always been casting like this? You made your decision based on your own guesswork, Director Wen, you have lost the demeanor of a great director."

Wen Cang had bulging veins on his forehead. If it wasn't for his good upbringing that allowed him to restrain his emotions despite his arrogance, he might have been so aroused at this moment that he wanted to release his pheromone to suppress it.

He raised his eyes and looked at Wen Hong fixedly: "How dirty and messy this circle is, I don't do my business. As long as it is not illegal and the acting skills are passable, I will still use it, but I don't want the acting skills to be real. The actors who are pure and clean, talented and aura are also contaminated by the filth of this circle."

"Then why do you deny me completely just because of your personal prejudice?" Wen Hong looked at him without fear, "or is it only for me?"

Wen Cang moved his lips, but he couldn't make a sound.

——Yeah, why are you so demanding only on Wenhong?

Wen Cang himself has seen it all the way in this sensual circle. He is only two years older than Wen Hong. Of course, he will not be so rigid as the older generation, who is surrounded by the rules and regulations. .

But only for Wen Hong.

From the first time I saw Wen Hong in the video clip Ding Tingqiu gave him, until today's audition that surprised him, and he couldn't help thinking about how to continue to expand his acting possibilities, Wen Cang felt in his heart. The appearance of the actor whom he had been vaguely expecting was becoming clearer and clearer.

He needs such a person who can express his creative inspiration without reservation and without any regrets, and he has been dormantly waiting. He is not sure if Wen Hong is it, but he subconsciously asks for it.

He hopes that he is pure, he hopes that his nature is also clean, and he hopes to have such an actor whose acting skills and character can also withstand tempering.

He wanted him to be the most perfect muse.

When Wen Hong wanted to say something, Wen Cang lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "5 minutes is up."

Wen Hong bit the tip of his tongue, and an inexplicable sense of grievance surged into his heart, which forcefully made his eyes sour.

"Excuse me." Wen Hong stood up, suppressed his disappointment and reluctance, turned and walked out.

Damn, if you don't act, you don't act.

"Number 13 next month, bring your script, change costumes and put on makeup, come over and try again."

Wen Cang closed his eyes, avoiding Wen Hong's astonished gaze, got up and passed him, and quickly left the Tianying Building.

For now, I believe that, as you say, it is my preconceived prejudice.

I thought I had found my muse.

I also hope...it's not my fault.