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

——I have a friend who works on the crew of "The Legend of Rouge". He said that when Ye Jingchu went to the crew of "The Legend of Rouge" last time, let alone Mr. Yu and Gu Shen, there wasn't even a manager by his side. No one cares about him.

——I also heard that the scene was shot several times over and over again, which made the director angry.

——How long has it been?How do you say that saying, "Half a lifetime of cultivation, no one knows it, and once you get the Tao, the world will be shocked", is this the truth?

——You think highly of Ye Jingchu too much, and "no one knows about half a lifetime of practice", the tricks are deep, do you think a young actor who doesn't even bother to pay attention to him, how can he get close to Gu Yingdi?Think about it in your clever little head.

——Let's not talk about anything else, just Ye Jingchu's face can indeed be punched.

Wen Yan watched the guide neatly list the words circulated in the crew one by one, then looked at the various inquiring eyes around him, and followed Yu Yenian with downcast eyes expressionlessly.

"You guys are busy with your work, I'll just stand by the door." Yu Yenian waved his hand casually, indicating that the staff don't need to find a seat for him, then turned around, patted Wen Yan's shoulder, and smiled With a spring breeze on his face, he said, "I'll wait for you outside, and I'll take you to dinner when I'm done."

"I've reserved a place at Riyueming. Recently, there are a few new desserts that Jingchu will like." Gu Xuan said with a smile.

The people around quietly looked at this picture of "teacher and apprentice in harmony", and their faces were filled with the question of "did I come to the wrong set".

Some young actors who came to audition watched the director who was halfway through the audition stand up suddenly, walked out in a hurry, stopped suddenly and turned back, and asked the staff of the make-up team to ask for a mirror to take a look.

He seemed even more nervous than them.

They looked at each other in blank dismay.

After inquiring for a while, I realized that it was Gu Xuan who came.

For artists like them who are four or five years away, the appearance of "Gu Xuan" is unbelievable enough, let alone seeing Yu Yenian, that is Zeus from the age of the gods!

If you can get a group photo and post it on Moments, you will be the lotus boy next to the Great God.

However, before they could turn around, they saw Gu Xuan talking to Yu Yenian, the one with explosive traffic, the one with his own topic, the one who was said to have climbed the window to become Yu Yenian's "closed disciple" " Ye Jingchu.

Jealous?

It is impossible to say not to be jealous.

In this circle, there are many people who have climbed high branches, and everything that can be seen will become glamorous and within reach along with those thin and dangerous relationships.

Even if it just looks, even if it may collapse at any time, it's no big deal.

If there is one, there will be two. It is normal to use another person's name to repair the hole left by the previous person, one to cover the other.

But like Ye Jingchu, there are very few people who jumped from the mire to the clouds in one step, let alone Gu Xuan who climbed up. How many people don't ask for anything, but want to follow Gu Xuan.

They didn't want Gu Xuan to stumble on Ye Jingchu, but they also wanted to see Ye Jingchu's jokes. These two contradictory thoughts were intertwined in a grand manner, and became more concrete in Ye Jingchu's eye-catching face.

"Director, am I going to line up over there?" Wen Yan pointed to the front right position and said softly.

There was a striking sign prohibiting talking on the door, and there was a row of people standing in the cramped and opaque corridor.

They all looked at the movement here carefully.

What Wen Yan said was a real question, but because of Yu Yenian's appearance, Zheng Cheng still felt a little muddy and unreal. Wen Yan's light "Am I queuing up there?" was automatically translated in his ears as " Who am I? I have to line up over there."

So he frowned subconsciously, and almost blurted out the sentence "Maybe I need to open a VIP channel for you", but fortunately, the assistant director beside him quickly patted him, and then said in a calm voice: "I have to wait over there .”

You are no exception.

Wen Yan nodded, put his hands in his belly and bent over, smiled and replied, "Okay, thank you director." Then he turned around, looked at Gu Xuan and blinked quickly, signaling that he was going to go.

The smile on the corner of Gu Xuan's mouth was almost uncontrollable. He had never been able to withstand the attack of this man's eyes. One by one, he would hit his eyes and heart one by one, and he would be defeated in an instant.

"Don't be nervous." There were too many people around, and Gu Xuan was afraid that they would say something unpleasant in front of this person, so he resisted the urge to kiss his eyes, and only touched his head, "I will take you at noon Go eat something delicious, so just take it easy."

Wen Yan nodded with a smile. Ye Jingchu's lips were originally pale, but because of subconsciously pursing his lips just now, they added a nice layer of color. That kind of bright and innocent blend is just right, making people unable to move their eyes away.

Wen Yan ran over with small steps under Gu Xuan's nose, and sat obediently at the end of the corridor.

"Isn't it cute?" Gu Xuan said without warning, as if pink bubbles could appear in his tone.

His voice was very soft, only Zheng Cheng who was closest to him heard him, he looked around carefully, and found that Gu Xuan was really talking to himself.

Zheng Cheng naturally knew that the "cute" was not referring to himself.

So he hesitated to speak, stopped to speak, and finally gritted his teeth and let out a voice from the straight man of steel, "Really?"

Gu Xuan raised his eyebrows, unable to deny it.

When Zheng Cheng repeatedly confirmed the fact that "Mr. Yu is really waiting outside", which seems to have no rules and looks like he will be struck by lightning, Gu Xuan restrained his aura of indecency.

After deliberating, he opened his mouth: "Director Zheng, my teacher is here today, just as Jing Chu's 'parent', there are not so many twists and turns, and I don't have any idea of ​​'this role must be him'."

"Just follow your own mind and judgment to see if he can become your 'Zhou Eleven'."

Zheng Changchang breathed a sigh of relief, with Gu Xuan's words, everything is easy to say.

"However, no matter whether he is the 'Eleventh of Zhou' in your heart or not, he is the 'Eleventh of Zhou' in my heart." Gu Xuan smiled and patted Zheng Cheng's shoulder, turned and walked back.

Zheng Cheng, who just felt relieved: ...

A sweet jujube was spat out with a stick before it tasted what it was like.

The line was getting shorter and shorter, forming a small group in twos and threes at the front and back. Although they didn't speak to each other, they could tell the closeness of the relationship at a glance. Only Wen Yan was left alone and buried in the script.

Not far away, Zhao Xiaomi's eyes were turning red just looking at it.

It felt like their family, Jingchu, was a shy transfer student who couldn't speak, but was surrounded by "school bullies" and various evil forces, lonely, helpless, weak and pitiful.

He didn't even dare to take a picture and send it to Mr. Yu, for fear that he would shed tears like an old father.

As everyone knows, in the hearts of the audition actors lined up in the corridor.

Ye Jingchu is the real black and evil force.

"No. 39, Ye...Jingchu." The staff member who called the number looked at Wen Yan thoughtfully, and then said with a smile, "Come in."

Wen Yan didn't care about the gazes around him, and just tilted his head towards Zhao Xiaomi with a smile.

Before Old Yu could cry, Zhao Xiaomi shed tears like an old father.

How could she be so obedient? No wonder she was able to capture Gu Shen's "heart".

As soon as Wen Yan entered the door, the moment he raised his head, he received a bunch of death stares.

Zheng Cheng's intuition towards Wen Yan is not very good. Apart from the relationship between Yu Yenian and Gu Xuan, there is another very important point, that is, this person's appearance is too "gorgeous", which is a plus in those idol dramas , but in his case, it is really not an advantage.

Therefore, Zheng Cheng felt that Ye Jingchu was too impatient and lost his sense of proportion. It was understandable to borrow a springboard, but it also depended on whether he could stand firm on it.

"You can choose whichever part you think is the most satisfying." Zheng Cheng took a pen and drew circles on the paper without raising his head.

Mr. Yu came here specially, and he said that there is no need to care, but everyone on the field knew that Ye Jingchu was his man, so Zheng Cheng didn't want Ye Jingchu to lose face with him.

Just let him pick and act out the parts himself, so as not to say that he deliberately made things difficult for him.

Wen Yan didn't care either, he smiled and nodded, and briefly introduced the part of his audition.

The judges' impression of Wen Yan was much better. They had seen too many young people who would float in the slightest wind, especially those like Ye Jingchu who bottomed out and rebounded.

This kid has a good temper, if he doesn't pretend to be good.

Wen Yan chose the scene of "Zhou Shi Yi" smuggling Tang Tiannan out of the garage in the middle of the night. When Zheng Cheng heard that he chose this scene, he was a little surprised, because this scene is not low-weight, and it is easy to be brilliant, but After all, it is a rival show, and it is difficult to perform without real scenes.

But after the assistant on the sidelines yelled "Start", everyone was surprised to find that Ye Jingchu's whole body became depressed and sad, and his delicate skin was seven to eight points sharp.

It's like... something.

Wen Yan gritted his teeth, his body was trembling slightly, he breathed rapidly and heheed his hand, the other hand behind him was obviously half-closed in emptiness, but because of the straight posture, it seemed that he was really holding something.

Only then did Zheng Cheng put away all his prejudices and stared straight at Wen Yan.

Ye Jingchu was shaking, one was because of fear, but also because of the cold, needless to say for the former, he was really surprised by the latter.

The one-page script given to Ye Jingchu didn't specify the time of midwinter, and didn't even mention what kind of reaction the actors needed, it all depended on their own understanding.

Ye Jingchu in the front is still acting on his own, he walks very slowly, looks back from time to time, and his feet also have some unnatural limps, which is the reason for the wounds cut by sharp grass and gravel.

The most shocking thing was Ye Jingchu's handling of his eyes.

Every time he turned his head, the landing point was erratic, but people could clearly tell whether he was looking at the situation behind him or Tang Tiannan. Everyone on the field held their breath, feeling a little nervous for no reason.

When Wen Yan's role was over, the judges hadn't recovered their senses, especially Zheng Cheng, who coughed and waved to Ye Jingchu after being pushed several times by the assistant beside him.

"Xiaoye, come here, I'll give you 5 minutes to prepare." Zheng Cheng pushed another one-page script over, with no emotion on his face, but his eyes had already begun to flicker.

Therefore, the additional question +1 has also successfully changed from "you" to "Xiaoye".

Wen Yan responded with a smile.

"Here, Jingchu, please prepare again." At the end of the paragraph, Zheng Cheng patted the table and continued to speak, the corners of his mouth were already deeply curved.

Therefore, the additional question +2 changed from "Xiaoye" to "Jingchu".

"Very good, let's try this part again."

Therefore, the additional question +3 changed from "Jingchu" to "we".

Just when Wen Yan thought it was over, Zheng Cheng suddenly stood up and shouted in his direction, "Jing Chu, look here."

Wen Yan looked in the direction his finger was pointing at. There was a girl sitting on the far left side of the room, and she gestured in sign language, "Have you eaten yet?"

Wen Yan fell into the fear of being dominated by the additional questions, but he still saw the tricks. He also gestured skillfully in sign language "Not yet, I'm going soon", then bent down, bowed and walked out the door.

He didn't see that at the moment he stepped out of the door, Zheng Cheng behind him, like Zhao Xiaomi, shed tears of relief like an old father seeing his son Jackie Chan.