The moon shines into the clouds

After Xie Yunkai left the "military training" arranged by his grandfather, more than three months of leisure time passed in the blink of an eye, and the plaster cast on his right arm was finally able to keep away from Xie Yunkai.Coming out of the hospital, Xie Yunkai felt lost, as if something was missing from his arm.

After more than three months of recuperation, Sister Li became more and more handsome. Xie Yunkai looked at his fat assistant from head to toe, and shook his head, "Sister Li is really getting more and more..."

"What's the matter? You also noticed that my skin has improved this holiday, right? I knew it was a pure natural mountain spring to nourish people. Sure enough, this trip to the mountain villa was not in vain." Sister Li was sitting on the co-pilot, and wanted to turn around Yes, but the operation was too difficult, she could only look at Xie Yunkai in the back seat with her neck bent.

"Hehe. Yes, you are right." Xie Yunkai still didn't want to hit the fat assistant, after all, being fat is everyone's right.

"By the way, little ancestor, in the past three months, you haven't stopped being injured. The headlines on the front page of the sky have changed. Hey, no, isn't your uncle absolutely forbidden to publish news related to you in the past? , Why do you suddenly think about it, his company is going to go bankrupt, and you are counting on your nephew to resist the banner?" Sister Li stretched out her arm, and Xie Yunkai definitely experienced what it means to be vigorous.

"Get out, go talk to my uncle. The old man at home has spoken, and I will take care of everything by myself in the future, so, from now on, you and Brother Zhao will have to worry about it." Xie Yunkai spread his hands and shrugged, his tone It's all luck.

Sister Li's heart jumped two meters after hearing this, and she finally had the opportunity to tear up all the major entertainment journals. It's fun to think about it. It's been a long time since she showed her skills. No, she has to go back and make up for the knowledge of swearing without dirty words. .

"Yeah, just say Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be there." Xie Yunkai answered the call from his manager Brother Zhao. "Hey, finally have time to think of me?"

"The ancestors didn't stay in vain for the past three months. Every day, Jiang Yueming and Jiang Yueming changed their tricks to post hot searches, which saved us a lot of military expenses." Brother Zhao sat in the office, drinking coffee, turning the swivel chair, and clicked his tongue. .

"Water army? How do we have that money? When I had thousands of fans on Weibo, there were hundreds of marketing accounts. At that time, you were not willing to give me fans. How can you be so generous now? "Xie Yunkai dismissed it.

"I'm too lazy to be poor with you, so go back to the company to read a script." Brother Zhao didn't even say the name of the script on the phone, but instead talked about a bunch of romantic encounters during the holiday.

An hour later, Xie Yunkai appeared on the sofa in Brother Zhao's office and began to flip through the script.The role Zhao Ge fought for him was the eldest son of a great warlord, who spent half his life in the army and finally founded a school.

"Brother Zhao? This is prepared by the National Radio and Television Center for the [-]th anniversary of the founding of Yunguo, right? Can this role be my turn?" Xie Yunkai said.

"How do you know if you don't try it? This time the director is Peng Fang, Mr. Peng. Except for a few fixed state-level performing artists who do not need to audition, all other roles are screened and identified by him personally. There is absolutely no Don’t even try to open any relationships or backdoors because of the tricky existence. Yunkai, no matter what, you have to fight hard, this role may not have many roles, but it has different meanings to you, do you understand?” Brother Zhao put away Instead of the usual cynical look, it is rare for him to be so serious.

After Xie Yun drove away, Sister Li still didn't give up, and sat down on Brother Zhao's table. Brother Zhao immediately picked up the transfer beads that he had bought from abroad with a lot of money, for fear of being poisoned.

"Is there really no relationship at all? Zhao Yuanren? Huh?" Although Sister Li is an assistant, she is not an ordinary assistant. Brother Zhao looked at the lump of meat with fangs on the table, and his legs were still weak, "Let's You have to trust Yunkai, right, he can pass five trials and kill six generals." He said that he didn't have the confidence, Xie Yunkai's acting skills have improved, but there are also many powerful opponents in the show business circle, who can really win Do you want to play this role?

Here, Jiang Yueming's agent, Yang Jiang, also brought a script. The role Jiang Yueming needs to compete for is the story of the third young master of a scholarly family who is romantic, and finally joins the army and makes great achievements.

"Yueming, this big movie about Yunguo Jianguo doesn't have as many twists and turns as before. It focuses on strength. The director is old Mr. Peng Fang. You should know that he is very strict. Wanxuan, don't put too much pressure on it, do your best, after all, this is a rare opportunity."

Jiang Yueming knew that the participation in this historical masterpiece of the founding of the People's Republic of China was a movie that many actors wanted to participate in, not only to win a chance to appear on the screen, but also to affirm the strength of an actor. Of course, he didn't want to miss it. . "I will, Brother Yang."

In order to fully understand the life experience of the character in the movie, Xie Yunkai bought a lot of biographies about the character he was about to audition on the Internet. After studying it carefully, he still felt that he still could not fully control the character. He closed the book and leaned on the sofa Lost in thinking.

He tried to bring himself into this role, and what appeared in front of his eyes was the smoke of gunfire. A tall and straight figure slammed Fang Qiu in the hail of bullets. When the smoke cleared, a black-haired boy was on the verge of old age, and his hair was whitened by the wind and frost of the years. He wrinkled his resolute cheeks, but did not change his courageous heart. His eyes were still bright and clear, burning with raging fighting spirit.Schools rose from the ground, groups of fresh faces, singing and laughing entered the classroom, and finally the old man was holding half of the unfinished books in his hands, and there were stacks of thick books on the desk. The report to be corrected, the old man sat on the chair and closed his eyes, never waking up again.

Xie Yunkai slowly opened his eyes, the afterglow of the setting sun in the room hit his face, through the halo he seemed to see the heroic battlefield that stained half the sky with blood.He picked up his cell phone and dialed a number that he had never initiated before, "Grandpa, I have something to ask you..."

After Mr. Xie hung up the phone, he put on his reading glasses and looked at those old friends who fought bloody battles back then. He wiped the group photos with a handkerchief. He took out a yellowed photo from the thick album, The photo is badly faded all around, apparently from taking it out so often.

In the photo are two high-spirited teenagers, they are shoulder to shoulder, laughing wantonly, that is the best look when they were teenagers.

"Heavy mountain, heavy mountain..." He leaned on the grand teacher's chair, raised his head and sighed. After looking at it for a long time, he snapped the photo over. On it was a line of words that was straight and strong, piercing the back of the paper: There are trees in the south , Can't stop thinking about it.

Jiang Yueming did a lot of homework for the three young masters, but perhaps this young master was too unrestrained, all the books about his youth were briefly mentioned, and he only said that he was young and did not understand the sufferings of life and death, and played with the world.But the young man accounted for a large part of the script, and there was very little information on the Internet, and the unofficial history did not have a detailed description of the third young master, which made Jiang Yueming a little distressed.

He tapped the table with his index finger, finally bit his lip, opened the address book, and dialed.

"Father, do you have time? I want to ask you an academic question." Jiang Yueming finished speaking quickly, afraid that his father would suddenly say something sarcastic.

"Oh? It's rare. Since I was a child, I haven't pulled you to talk about a bunch of academic problems. This time I took the initiative. It's a good thing." Father Jiang waved to the students behind him, closed the office door, and sat down. Surprisingly cherishing this conversation with my son in front of the computer.

Since the last family dinner broke up, this was the first time the father and son communicated. At his age, there was only such a son under his knees, although he lost the evening due to his indulgence.Many things that happened recently made him start to face up to his son.Therefore, when Jiang Yueming asked questions, he always answered them.

"Son, let me introduce you to our school's history expert. He studies this part of history. Lao Cai doesn't like talking about academics at the wine table. I'll make an appointment for you. You come directly to the school. What ancient books do you want? Just bring two of the rare books, which is better than any meeting gift." Father Jiang has really changed a lot.

Jiang Yueming hung up the phone in a daze. He hadn't heard that son for a long time. He sniffed. When he was angry, he spoke indiscriminately. When he hurt others, he buried the poisonous sting in his heart.Only by uprooting the poisonous thorn can you know how good it feels to cure the disease.Father, he murmured.

He turned the family photo on the table. It was a photo of his family when he graduated from high school. His father was still strong, his mother was gentle, and he was smiling happily.That is the happiest look of any family.

A week later, the audition, or audition for each role finally kicked off.The location of the audition is on the national radio station in Yunguo.

Here, no matter how many statuettes you have won, how many titles you have won, no matter how many titles you have won, whether you are a fledgling freshman, or an old drama player who has been immersed in acting for many years, everyone is equal. A person has only one identity, and that is the audition actor.

Unsurprisingly, Jiang Yueming ran into Meng Feng here, and the people around him who were chatting were either Xiaohuadan or old movie queens. Jiang Yueming naturally had self-knowledge. script.He looked at it so seriously that he didn't even notice that there was someone behind him.

After he finished reading, someone came from behind and said, "Brother, you're here too?" Who else could it be if it wasn't Xie Yunkai who spoke.

Jiang Yueming was quite surprised. There were nearly 100 people. How did Xie Yunkai find him? "It's such a coincidence?" Because of that inexplicable assistant, the two of them kept in touch after the collaboration ended. In short, he felt like he had found a camp.

"What a coincidence, I've been looking for you since I came in. I've been looking for you for almost half an hour, and you're hiding here. Here, here, this is the secret weapon." Xie Yunkai blinked and turned to leave after speaking.

Jiang Yueming stared at the ball of paper stuffed in by Xie Yunkai in his hand, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

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