dear dreamer

Deng Tingge doesn't have many roles, and they mainly focus on jumping on the stage to give speeches.

His line skills are very solid, and he almost passed that paragraph in one go.The director was very excited, his face was filled with the expression of finding a treasure by himself.

"Are you in a play?" he asked.

Deng Tingge said yes. "Isn't that why you came to me at the time?" He asked the assistant director casually as he squatted aside to eat lunch between filming.The assistant director tilted his head in doubt: "No, at that time we only had two requirements: young and able to act."

Deng Tingge: "..."

So what does Zhong Xing mean by those conditions such as having stage experience?

Afterwards, that segment was repeated several times.Wearing a robe, Deng Tingge grabbed the small flag from his peers and jumped onto the stage of the small auditorium, landing heavily on the wooden floor.His young and handsome face showed an inviolable righteousness in the natural light and lighting.The classmate and the two teachers looked up at him together, seeing that this normally silent boy suddenly burst out with the greatest courage and spoke in a slightly trembling voice.

His voice became smoother and smoother, and gradually stopped trembling, and his eyes were firm.

When Chen Yu was teaching them, he mentioned his feelings for the character in "The Great Wave".The reckless demonstrations and marches of the students are both stupid and ridiculous: flesh and blood are vulnerable to bullets and artillery fire. "But amidst this ignorant fanaticism, there is another lofty dream: they believe that everything can be changed, and they themselves are the power to change." Chen Yu walked around in the classroom In the afternoon, Xianchen danced in the light from the window, his chubby light head gleamed, "The onlookers think they are powerless, but they don't. There is nothing more exciting than throwing yourself into a wild dream Yes. Young, passionate, intelligent, but these are vulnerable in the face of huge waves."

But these fragile things also show fearless courage, and it is precisely because of the sense of tragedy brought about by this contrast that they can remain in our hearts for a longer time.Chen Yu said.

When Deng Tingge stood on the stage and spoke excitedly, he really understood the meaning of what Chen Yu said.

As an actor, he himself is inspired by such vulnerability.The student leader he plays is like a living person, he and he breathe and think in Deng Tingge's body, excited about the unknown destiny.

After Deng Tingge finished filming, a layer of sticky sweat broke out on his back.

He suddenly became grateful to Zhong Xing and the play.He knew that it was impossible for him to give up this path: in the process of the character fighting with himself, he tasted the real excitement and ecstasy.

After finishing work on The Giant Wave, Deng Tingge went home.

Deng Xiao's complexion was very bad. After listening to Deng Tingge's words, he hummed a few times indifferently. The stainless steel teacup in his hand knocked on the table, and the tea even splashed out.Pang Qiaoyun sat on the sidelines and listened to his son's words, and waited until he was silent before asking: "Have you really thought about it?"

"Think it over." Deng Tingge said, "I have learned that some brokers will sign for three years, and some will sign for five years. I will try it in five years. After five years, if it proves that I can't go this way, I will I will definitely leave that circle. Mom, I really like acting."

"I know." Pang Qiaoyun looked at her husband and then at her son, "Doesn't the school provide assignments?"

"It's not included now." Deng Tingge explained to Pang Qiaoyun the operation mode of the agency and artists, halfway through the conversation, Deng Xiao got up and entered the room without saying a word.

Deng Tingge was speechless for a while.He knew that his father had always disagreed with his choice, but out of respect for him, he didn't interfere too much.He took out a card and put it in front of Pang Qiaoyun: "Mom, there is money in the card, you can use it. I made a film a few days ago, and you will be able to see it on TV in the second half of the year. It's about the War of Resistance. Actually, filming It’s very profitable, there are more than 1 yuan in the card, you keep it.”

Pang Qiaoyun was taken aback: "How long have you been shooting? Ten thousand?!"

"It took only one week to shoot, and I got 5000 yuan." Deng Tingge felt a little guilty.He lied: the crew of "The Giant Wave" paid him only [-] yuan, and the rest of the thousands of yuan was saved from his usual part-time job.The theater company lost its performance venue, and the money he earned from working part-time was no longer needed to spend on these things, so he naturally kept it.

"I know you like acting, and you're good at it too." Pang Qiaoyun didn't take his card, "I went to see it with your father last time, and later I heard many people say that you students are good, and your acting skills are better than Big stars are great."

She pushed the card back to her son: "You keep it yourself, we don't want it."

Deng Tingge refused: "You take it, Dad's medicine is too expensive..."

"No, you listen to me first. You don't understand if you haven't entered the society. You spend money everywhere. If you want to be a star, you have to tidy yourself up and buy more expensive clothes. You can't wear street stalls anymore. It makes people laugh." Pang Qiaoyun said, "There are also things like going out to dinner and socializing, don't they cost money? I read on TV that celebrities cost thousands of dollars to get their hair cut. Take it and keep it by yourself .You don't mind your dad, I mean what he means."

Deng Tinge wanted to tell her that he hadn't reached that point yet, but he couldn't say anything.

He lowered his head and was silent for a while before slowly uttering something in his heart: "Actually... Actually, I may not be able to succeed. I just want to try."

Pang Qiaoyun wanted to pat him on the head, but she was surprised that her son had grown up, and he was no longer the young man who needed comfort from her in the past.She said: "It's okay, there are no early days, there are happy days."

She said enthusiastically, this is what the hero said in the TV series she watched last night.Do you know Kong Yu?He looks so handsome.

Deng Tingge nodded, the corners of his mouth moved, and he finally smiled.

"I will remember."

After confessing to his family, Deng Tingge began to pay close attention to the information of film and television and brokerage companies.

The director of the crew of "The Great Wave" admired him very much, and asked him several times if he had signed a company, and seemed to want to absorb him into his acquaintances.Deng Tingge only knew that the agency the director mentioned was called Huanshi Entertainment. It was a well-known big company in the agency circle and had produced many stars.But he knew that he was weak, and he didn't have a recommendation from someone with weight, so his entry into a big company was not conducive to his own development.

The last semester of junior year ended like this.During the summer vacation, Deng Tingge still lived in the school, preparing for the graduation drama with his classmates.To his surprise, Zhong Xing came to the door in person.

"It's really troublesome to find you." Zhong Xing waited for him at the school gate, "Do you think I've never been a student? How can I be so busy."

Deng Tingge looked behind him, then looked around: "How did you get here? Where's the brother?"

Zhong Xingqi said: "Your senior brother is not here, and he didn't come with me."

"I thought you came with him." Deng Tingge led Zhong Xing to the school.

"Someone sent me here, but it wasn't Luo Hengqiu." Zhong Xing said with a smile, "Miss your brother? He's been busy recently, flying around every day."

Zhong Xing talked a few words, and finally brought the topic back to today's purpose of coming.

"Little Deng, what are your plans after graduation?" Zhong Xing said, "Do you want to continue acting? Have you signed a company yet?"

"No." Deng Tingge was a little embarrassed, "There is no suitable one."

The two stood chatting in the pavilion by the lake, Zhong Xing leaned on the pillar of the pavilion and pushed his glasses.He looks gentle and peaceful, very bookish when he doesn't speak, and ruins his image when he speaks.At this time, the expression of slightly frowning and thinking made him look calm.Deng Tinge took a few glances at him, and his heart skipped a beat: instead of being calm, he saw some sly expressions on Zhong Xing's face.

"If you don't have a company you like, do you want to consider my studio?" Zhong Xing said, "You may not know that I set up a studio by myself two years ago, and there is a shortage of people, people who know how to act."

Compared with other big brokerage companies, Zhong Xing's studio has obvious disadvantages and advantages.Deng Tingge asked Zhong Xing for some information, and after studying for a few days, he gave Zhong Xing an affirmative answer: yes.

Although the studio's reputation and scale are not large, but fortunately, it is highly targeted, and will provide him with a dedicated agent and a complete set of training courses.In order to expand the influence of the studio, Zhong Xing is also constantly looking for talents for his films, and has been meeting newcomers for the past six months.But he was very demanding, so the results were not obvious. Deng Tingge was the third person he invited out.

Zhong Xing is also very interested in Liu Haojun, but he has no idea of ​​absorbing him into his studio.He still hopes that a creative screenwriter should act and work freely.Liu Haojun had a very good impression of Zhong Xing. After learning about Deng Tingge's decision, he manually clicked countless likes.

Half a month later, Deng Tingge went to Zhong Xing's studio to sign a contract.Seeing the logo of Huatian Media on the contract, he asked belatedly: "Is your studio owned by Huatian Media?"

"No, but Luo Hengqiu is my investor." Zhong Xing handed him a pen, "Sign it, even if I might lie to you, your senior brother will definitely not."

Deng Tingge felt a little uncomfortable.Zhong Xing didn't explain the situation to him, which made him feel flustered by surprise.

When deciding to continue on this path, the first thing Deng Tingge thought of was Luo Hengqiu.Luo Hengqiu and his Huatian Media were able to make his wish come true, but this idea only existed in his mind for a brief moment before being erased by himself.

He hoped that the relationship between himself and Luo Hengqiu would be simpler and more direct, without any interests involved, nor superiors or superiors. He has been calling him "senior brother" for several years, but he is too lazy to change it.And he always felt vaguely in his heart that he and Luo Hengqiu were fine now, brothers, equal, and very comfortable.

After thinking for a long time, he still signed his name under Zhong Xing's persuasion.

"Don't worry so much, your boss is me, not him." Zhong Xing picked up the contract and looked at it, very satisfied, "First sign a three-year agency contract, and after three years, sign it for ten years."

Deng Tingge nodded to express his understanding: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

Zhong Xing glanced at him: "You are a strange person, sometimes you look childish, and sometimes you pretend to be deep. Say you don't understand, and you seem to keep everything in your heart."

Deng Tingge couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a derogation, so he scratched his head and smiled.

"Thank you, Director Zhong. I will study hard."

Zhong Xing accepted the contract and raised his head to show him a weird smile.

"Don't thank me, thank you senior brother." He said, "Don't tell me that you don't know anything. If it were anyone else, he wouldn't be able to think so much about being nice to him."

Deng Tingge stayed on the spot.

"Be clear." Zhong Xing said, "Is it okay? Give someone an answer. He will definitely not take the initiative to say it, but don't pretend to be stupid."

He stood in front of Deng Tingge and looked down at him: "Lao Luo is very tired, please don't make him more tired."

After seeing off Deng Tingge, Zhong Xing walked downstairs while calling Luo Hengqiu.

"Old Luo, I've signed someone." He said, "Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied." The voice on the other end was a little tired, but after hearing what he said, the tone rose significantly, "Go back and invite you and the old Fang Yau to have a big meal."

"Actually, why do you have to pass me?" Zhong Xing walked down step by step, "Huatian Media's ability is much greater than that of my small studio. Taking a step back, wouldn't it be better for you to come forward directly? He is your boss Luo How many good plays, good characters and good scripts will automatically and consciously be piled up in front of him?"

"No, this will ruin him." Luo Hengqiu said calmly.

Zhong Xing rubbed his temples: "Don't be so pedantic. You have liked someone for so long, and you have done these things for him. You should ask him for something in return. How can it be so serious to destroy or not?"

"No." Luo Hengqiu said firmly, "His life cannot be stained with any stains, not at all."

After a pause, Luo Hengqiu slowed down his tone: "Zhong Xing, I know you've put a lot of thought into it, and I know you're doing it for my own good. But this kind of thing has to be based on your affection. He's not like us, so don't bother him." Putting someone into the water will harm him and his parents for the rest of their lives. You may not believe it, but I like him no less than your counterpart Zhongyi."

Zhong Xing was speechless for a moment.

"So do you understand? I hope he is good, and I hope he is clean and beautiful to do what he likes. Of course it is good to have a smooth life. If it is not smooth, I will help him if he needs me. "Luo Hengqiu said, "I know you can understand."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Hengqiu yawned wearily.

He had just returned from a long business trip and was sitting in the car returning home from the airport.The secretary reported the schedule to him, and he was really tired, so he pushed back all the invitations for tonight.

After taking a nap in the car for a while, the phone vibrated suddenly.

Deng Tingge sent him a text message, asking him to go to Huihuang Street for supper tonight.Luo Hengqiu suddenly regained his energy, thinking that he must tell him about the successful signing of the contract, so he replied immediately and agreed.

"Mr. Luo, don't you want to rest tonight?" The secretary said, "Do I need to record this appointment?"

"No need." Luo Hengqiu closed his eyes and took a nap, but he couldn't help but wonder what expression Deng Tingge would use to tell himself that he had an appointment with Zhong Xing's studio tonight.Thinking of the heartless and frank smile on that person's face, he felt that the unhappiness and pressure accumulated in his heart had been relieved a lot.

The author has something to say: Secretary: Mr. Luo should not go tonight.

Da Luo: No, we must go.

Secretary: ...QAQ

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Fang Zhongyi is coming tomorrow~