The star-chasing daily life of the eighteenth-line actor

After being told by Director Cheng a few days ago, Hang Wenxuan thought about it carefully and decided to go further into the entertainment circle.

He figured it out, it doesn't matter what the public opinion is, if he is himself and plays every role well, strength will always be the hardest thing.He has the confidence to make everyone forget who he is when they see his character, and that's enough.Why bother to care so much about right and wrong?

In Friday's acting class, he told Ziqian about this matter, and Ziqian's eyes lit up on the spot. Hang Wenxuan had never seen him so excited, and he couldn't help but be infected by him. Increased my determination to return to the center of this circle.

"Master, you promised me." After the class was over, Ziqian packed his bag slowly and did not rush to leave.

Hang Wenxuan was taken aback, and asked, "What?"

"You said that you would play opposite me in a play in the future."

A string of question marks appeared on Hang Wenxuan's forehead, and he didn't remember when he said this sentence.

"I'm waiting for that day, and I hope it will come soon." The little boy was as excited as a child, and his angry appearance last week had completely disappeared.

"Master..." This guy packed his bag, but he couldn't get up for a long time, instead he yelled shyly, as if he had something to say.

Hang Wenxuan: "What's the matter?"

"There are two classes left." Ziqian who said this sentence was a little sad and reluctant, and the lingering rhyme of this sentence continued, as if he wanted to wait for Hang Wenxuan to make up the second half of the sentence.

However, Hang Wenxuan didn't appreciate it very much: "Yeah, the time is so fast. I didn't expect you to be Ziqian on the first day I just came here." As he spoke, he laughed.

But Ziqian couldn't laugh, he was a little anxious, and he didn't know whether it was Hang Wenxuan who didn't understand the style, or he couldn't express clearly.

"Master, I..." I want to buy another set of lessons, so that this master-student relationship will never end.But this time, it took a lot of effort to fight wits and courage with Sister Chen to come to class as scheduled every week. In another three months, Sister Chen might go crazy.

"I'm also looking forward to seeing you on the set in the future." Hang Wenxuan said freely.

Ziqian was even more anxious, but he couldn't say what he wanted to say, so he could only stare blankly and worry blindly.

Hang Wenxuan found that something was wrong with this person, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No." Ziqian blurted out, feeling that it might be too abrupt, and immediately retracted, "I think, Master will always be my Master."

"Of course, Jiang is always old and hot. If you encounter any acting problems in the future, you can come to me anytime and ask me. I don't charge money." Hang Wenxuan smiled brightly.

Ziqian also smiled, and what he was waiting for was this sentence, and immediately hit the iron rails while it was hot: "Then can we come out for dinner at any time?"

"Ok, Ok."

"Chat anytime?"

"Ok, Ok."

"Meet anytime?"

"...Um, video call?"

"I'm OK, no matter when and where, I stand by."

Hang Wenxuan frowned, this kid is a bit strange today.

He patted the person on the forehead and reminded: "Today is not the last class, don't think that today is over, okay?"

Ziqian replied energetically, "Yes, Master. There are still two classes left, and I will work hard. Does Master think I have improved?"

Hang Wenxuan pondered for a while, not to mention, Ziqian can basically play against him from the first day he couldn't let go, and today he can basically play with him freely. This progress can be regarded as the speed of flying, not to mention riding a rocket.

Of course he will not be stingy with words of praise, he is his idol in the first place.

"The progress has been great, beyond my imagination. I am looking forward to your "Murdering Game" more and more, how is the filming going?" He wanted to get some inside information, so Hang Wenxuan asked casually.

Ziqian also has no reservations: "Thanks to Master, the filming has been very smooth recently. The progress is almost at the finale, and Sir gradually reveals his true nature. Every scene is very natural and he is himself. The director also praised me for my progress. It’s big, it’s already merged with Ah Sir.”

"That's not a good thing." Hang Wenxuan whispered.One must know that Sir is a delinquent young man with a miserable childhood, and he doesn't want Ziqian to become that kind of person.He wants Ziqian to thrive under the sun and become a good actor full of positive energy.

"That's right, I was watching fan clips on the Internet two days ago."

Hang Wenxuan was startled, what the fuck, you are so busy, you still have this time?

"I saw a particularly emotional one, it was a drama, and it cut me and Angkor."

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, don't be the one we made... Dear, please stay away from the world of fans, okay?

"There is no harm without comparison. The materials are all from my previous plays. Compared with Angkor, it is terrible." Ziqian said dejectedly, not noticing that Hang Wenxuan's expression had been distorted.

"The settings there are university teachers and students. Coincidentally, it's the same as the original script that my master gave me before."

Hang Wenxuan is about to die, 90% of TM is the MAD they created, right?

He could only force a smile, and gave a dry response: "Is it the most popular brotherhood plot now?"

Ziqian was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said: "Almost, the screenwriter is quite wonderful, I almost cried myself."

Hang Wenxuan: "..."

"However, the picture is still a bit exciting." He commented very tactfully, and finally asked, "Does Master usually watch it?"

"Ah? Hmm... Occasionally." Hang Wenxuan could only play sloppy eyes, "In our business, we have to dabble in all kinds of movies. It's always right to watch more." Thinking about it, this reason is quite decent.

Ziqian said seriously: "I'm the only one who knows Angkor very well, it's weird."

Don't talk about you, it's awkward for me to see now, and I will get angry for no reason.Hang Wenxuan thought so in his heart.

"The fans' brains are also very powerful. Before "The Killing Game" is aired, they can cut the two of us together."

"Do you think you two are a good match?" This is a sentence that Hang Wenxuan boldly said, speaking very fast, wishing that the other party didn't hear clearly.

To his disappointment, Ziqian heard it clearly, and replied: "It's okay, Angkor's aura is very strong, and I'm relatively weak."

Damn, in the description, I scored points for the attack.

"Of course I mean in the play, but in reality, Master, you know that I'm not that kind of person."

that kind of person?What kind of person?Not gay?Don't like what men mean?

"Well... I'll take the liberty to ask again." Now that I've said this, I don't have to ask clearly, "Do you have a girlfriend now?"

Ziqian obviously didn't expect Hang Wenxuan to ask such a question, and his eyes widened: "No, master, what are you thinking? The company won't allow me to fall in love."

One hit and it sinks.

Hang Wenxuan drooped his head.

"What kind of girl do you like?"

A very casual question between boys, but it crushed the questioner himself. He forced a smile to hide his embarrassment, and even his eyes wandered.

"Look at your eyes. I don't have that many demands."

"Oh, he looks good." Hang Wenxuan naturally concluded for him.

Unexpectedly, Ziqian suddenly said: "Master's appearance is the one with eyes."

These words seemed to ignite Hang Wenxuan's hope again, and he tried mischievously: "Then if I were a girl, would you like me?"

Ziqian said without hesitation, "Yes."

This time Hang Wenxuan was completely sunk, and there was no chance of turning over.

Why am I not a girl... This question has been circling in his mind for a long time.