Don't talk nonsense, turn around and take the blame [Quick Transmigration]

Gu Xuan had many teachers in name, but the one who really brought him into the circle was Yu Yenian, a friend of his father's family.

At the same time, he is also one of the founders of the contemporary film industry. The awards and achievements can be listed one by one, which can fill several pages. In such a golden age, he almost climbed to the fixed point in the field of film and television, and there is no work that cannot be produced. .

Gu Xuan's best actor trophy is not enough in his eyes, that's why he sneered at Ye Jingchu, a "junior brother" who came out of nowhere.

It's like humiliating the entire sect, even though there are only two people in this sect.

The place where Yu Yenian lived was a bit out of the way, and Gu Xuan and Wen Yan drove for nearly three hours before arriving.

It was a whole piece of dry landscape garden, an irregular Zen courtyard, with gravel and white sand everywhere, and low walls formed by condensed black and gray soil blocks around it, which looked a bit spacious and secluded.

Going further in, it is a completely different scene, the screen surrounded by bamboo, the dark yellow smooth stone jar, dotted with sporadic moss and sand underneath, the landscape and vegetation are quite uneven, but it has a kind of almost scribbled beauty.

When Wen Yan and the others arrived, Yu Yenian was sitting at a stone table making tea. In addition to the tea set, there were also some fine paper and pens for calligraphy on the table.

Wearing a black plain dress, with the smoky scent of tea, Wen Yan always had the illusion that they had broken this harmonious scene.

"Here, sit down and have tea. I just picked it a few days ago." Yu Yenian said to himself without looking up.

"I found you a little apprentice." Gu Xuan took a step forward, felt that Wen Yan behind him hadn't followed up, turned his head, looked at his obviously stiff look, and slowly stretched out his hand, "Let's go .”

Wen Yan didn't want Gu Xuan to come to the stage, but in front of Yu Yenian, if he didn't give any face, wouldn't it be too uninteresting, but if he really wanted to hold hands, he felt that the atmosphere was unseemly, so he quietly grabbed Gu Xuan sleeves.

Still a little pinched.

If it wasn't for Yu Yenian's presence, Gu Xuan almost wanted to hug Wen Yan into his arms.

"Lu Ming told me," Yu Yenian waited for both of them to be seated, and then said quietly, "I haven't seen you for a few months, and my poking skills have improved a lot."

"You teach well." Gu Xuan took a sip of the tea and felt that the taste was quite sweet, so he poured a cup and pushed it in front of Wen Yan, "The taste is not bad, you should like it."

The intimacy and unconcealable joy in the movements did not hide from Yu Yenian's eyes. I saw him flicking his sleeves, shaking his unruly hair, and said: "So If you like it, why are you willing to let it be my name, wouldn't it be better to be a cheap master yourself."

"Isn't that a difference in generation?" He didn't want to have a relationship with a difference in generation, as if there was a big generation gap between him and Ye Jingchu.

Gu Xuan raised his eyebrows, "Teacher, I can assure you that Jingchu will not disappoint you. If you are not satisfied in the end, how about I 'expell myself from the teacher'?"

"Then I can't wish for it, so why bother?" Yu Yenian said slowly, then looked up at Wen Yan.

The man didn't look away, like a man who could hold his temper.

He is indeed a very beautiful child, Yu Yenian thought to himself, and gradually began to feel a little more appreciative in his heart.

"Ye Jingchu?" Yu Yenian asked.

Wen Yan straightened up, bent over and bowed, and replied with a smile: "Yes, leaves of leaves, scenes of scenery, the beginning of the beginning, I'm bothering old Yu."

"The name is good." Yu Yenian replied, then raised his hand and gave Gu Xuan a look, telling him to grind the ink. Although Gu Xuan didn't know what Yu Yenian was up to, he still grinded his things obediently.

"Can you write?" Yu Yenian took a pen, and wrote "Ye Jingchu" on the white-gray clean paper. The handwriting flowed vigorously and appeared safely on the paper.

Wen Yan knew that the "writing" in Yu Yenian's mouth did not refer to writing in the oral sense, but the calligraphy utensils placed on the table, but he was not worried at all, because he really knew calligraphy.

Wen Yan's good handwriting is well-known in the Immigration Bureau, and he wrote almost all the couplets hanging in the office that nominally enhance the literary atmosphere, so he replied softly with a smile, "Yes. "

Both Yu Yenian and Gu Xuan raised their heads, a little surprised.

Especially Yu Yenian, he didn't know if Ye Jingchu understood what he said, if he didn't understand, his vision was not suitable for the entertainment industry, and he would stumble sooner or later.

If you understand it, the word "will" can block the way forward, and it might be more appropriate to say "the writing is not very good".

But Yu Yenian inexplicably liked such a temper, so he raised his hand and took a step back.

The implication is please start your performance.

Yu Yenian's "Ye Jingchu" was put aside, Wen Yan wanted to write "Ye Jingchu" too, but when he lifted the pen, for some reason, all the details stopped at the tip of the pen, waiting for him to react.

The word "Gu Xuan" has already appeared on the paper.

Wen Yan yelled inwardly, then subconsciously glanced at Gu Xuan.

The two pairs of warm and shining eyes faced each other quietly.

Yu Yenian didn't care about the "eyes and eyes" between the two, and looked at the two characters "Gu Xuan" written by Wen Yan. It is indeed not easy to write such rich and lively characters at this age. This person said The "will" in the book is true, not conceited, but a fact.

Before Yu Yenian had time to look at it again, Gu Xuan had already stopped his hand rubbing the ink, then stretched it out, and folded the paper neatly under his nose.

Then put it in his pocket.

Yu Yenian frowned and looked at Gu Xuan.

What does this mean?

"The paper is too big, it takes up space." Gu Xuan said brazenly, looked at the three words "Ye Jingchu" lying alone on the left side, thought for a while, folded them up, and put them in his pocket.

Two names, one on the left and the other on the right, have an extra sense of satisfaction.

Wen Yan: ...

Yu Yenian: ...

"Come in, don't you mean to read the script?" Yu Yenian turned around and walked into the room. Wen Yan behind him turned to look at Gu Xuan, and asked, "Old Yu, what does this mean?"

Gu Xuan pinched the soft flesh on Wen Yan's cheek, half-bent down, drew the distance between the two of them very close, and said softly: "It means that you are accepted as a little apprentice."

Gu Xuan's breath wrapped Wen Yan tightly, then reached out to touch Wen Yan lightly, and said, "It seems a little fat."

"Is there?" Wen Yan rubbed Gu Xuan's hand on his face.

He himself doesn't have a fat physique, but he really doesn't know what happened to Ye Jingchu, he just got fat after eating for a few days?

"Then what should I do, isn't it going to be a movie?" Wen Yan said softly, the movie is still an obscure movie, and skinny is the proper state, "It seems to eat less."

"No." Gu Xuan refused bluntly.

It was hard to grow meat.

"It's already thin enough." Gu Xuan said coldly.

"No," Wen Yan blinked, "Xiaomi also said that I gained a little weight, maybe it's because I ate a little too much recently."

"That's because you ate too little."

"No, the way it was before is just right, and there will be no excess flesh."

"That's because you haven't eaten enough, so you don't gain weight." And you don't have any extra fat on your body, and it's a profit if you grow a little bit. Gu Xuan regretted that he had nothing to do, so why did he say "fat".

Yu Yenian stood at the door and listened to the childish conversation between the two. It was the first time he saw Gu Xuan like this.

It's really so focused on Ye Jingchu that he can't get up.

Yu Yenian casually crumpled a paper ball and threw it in the direction of the two of them. Gu Xuan caught it with his backhand, turned his face and sighed, "Are you old?"

so childish.

"If you don't come in, I will close the door." Yu Yenian turned around and left.

After the three of them sat down, Yu Yenian took over the script from Gu Xuan's hand, held back all his temper, and read the short few pages of the script for more than ten minutes before closing it with a slight nod, "Not bad."

"I heard from Ah Xuan that you chose it yourself, and even rejected "Hostage."

Before taking Ye Jingchu to meet Yu Yenian, Gu Xuan called Yu Yenian in advance. The basic introduction was secondary, and the main thing was to give him the role of Wen Yan's "Prince" in the name of enjoying it, and let him enjoy it. He had a nicer attitude, don't scare this person, and brought up the matter of script selection by the way.

At that time, Yu Yenian hadn't seen Ye Jingchu yet, and it was a bit surprising to hear that he rejected "Hostage". For such a little-known actor, an eye-catching movie box office is enough to support his platform.

But not choosing "Hostage" does not mean that he is not eager for quick success, maybe it is another kind of "urgency", eager to prove himself, so he chose "Dumb".

"Which role do you want to audition for?" Yu Yenian asked.

"Zhao Bai." Wen Yan replied.

Yu Yenian shook his head, "Zhou Shiyi, go and try this."

Wen Yan was taken aback for a moment, wondering why Yu Yenian could say the three words "June [-]" so lightly.

Because this is the leading actor, the part of the role even overwhelmed Gu Xuan's "Zhou Qi" as the second male lead. Although Wen Yan also thought about taking a straight road and relying on a movie to directly become a god, but after much deliberation I still felt unsafe, so I settled for the next best thing and chose a role that hovers between the third and fourth male roles.

"This image is more suitable for you." Yu Yenian said directly, "Zhao Bai's personality is good, he can shine, but he lacks some necessary contradictions, so he is a little thinner."

"The role has no size." Yu Yenian continued to speak, implying that Wen Yan should not worry about the number of men, and only choose the one that suits him best, "When is the audition?"

"There is still about a month." Gu Xuan replied.

Yu Yenian clicked on the word "Dumb" in black and bold on the script, and said, "Here you go, save it for a meal, and try it out with me first."

After Wen Yangui finished his meal in a proper manner, he showed Yu Yenian the pre-prepared footage of Zhao Bai's audition, and when he heard the film industry boss say slowly, "First learn sign language, and then thoroughly understand the script, Come to me in half a month", he knew that he was really recognized.

That night, Light Year Media updated a scarf with only one photo.

In the photo, Ye Jingchu was bending over to write something with a pen in his hand. Yu Yenian and Gu Xuan were standing aside with smiles on their faces. The leisure feeling of "stealing half a day's leisure in a floating life" came to my face.

Therefore, the rumor of master and apprentice is a real hammer.

The Internet was successfully bombed again.

When Yu Yenian saw the photo, he just smiled slightly and said, "It's a good shot."