Baoyang Chronicle

The young artist who has been in charge for 12 years has become popular dramatically, and the manager is more excited than me.I shot two advertisements non-stop, lying on the table like a dead dog, and he still brought another stack of announcements with great vigor: "Look, is there anything you want to shoot."

I flipped through it casually, 85% of the advertisements, 15% of the variety shows.

I weakly protested, "I'm an actor, why don't I have a script or something..."

"Yes," the agent agreed very happily, then turned around and took out a stack of papers from the briefcase: "Which one are you interested in?"

I quickly resurrected with blood and blue, took the script, and carefully weighed the thickness in my hand.I thought that one day I would finally be a successful person who is picky about scripts, or else I would have been so envious of seeing the sponsor and not acting that bad one.

I was sitting in danger, reading line by line with great interest, and the results became more and more wrong. It was fine if there was an urban drama about a domineering president falling in love with me, but there were campus youth dramas mixed in.

I pointed to the script and asked my agent: "Do you think I look like a domineering hero with a high IQ and a quiet academic?"

The agent didn't take it seriously: "Didn't you get 620+ in the college entrance examination?"

"...This score can't even get the top ten male supporting seats in the key high schools, okay?"

The manager looked at me like a fool: "This is the entertainment industry."

"... Then I'm a bit deserted."

The manager's eyes became even more contemptuous: "Talk less, make less facial expressions, young actors who have been in the industry for a year know how to act."

That's not called desertedness, it's called facial paralysis, it's a disease.I'm still struggling: "What about my age? I'm already in my fourth year, and I'm still acting as a teenager. The audience must be uncomfortable."

The agent looked indifferent: "I think you should trust the skills of the makeup artist."

Lu Mingze GameOver

Seeing my reluctance, the agent sighed: "Mingze, I know you want to act well, but you have just become popular. If you spend a year or so making a good movie, you will have faded out of the public eye long ago. It’s better to shoot commercials and idol dramas with a short cycle first, and make a face. Don’t worry, there will be good books.”

My manager has been with me since my debut. Even if I can't get on the wall later, and the company tries to transfer him many times, he still will never leave me.When I was the most frustrated, I took him to drink together. Although he disliked me for being drunk and talking over and over again, he would still be patient and send me home.

Let's put it this way, we are more like friends than just celebrities and managers.

I believe he is thinking of me, but suddenly a little confused.I hope that I will be popular. If I become popular, I will have more resources, and I will not miss my favorite book because of lack of popularity.But now it seems that nothing has changed, I am still doing things I don't like, filming scripts I don't like, just changing from a soap opera to an idol drama.

I asked the benefactor at night, "Did you also walk this way?"

In the video, the gold master is applying a facial mask, and he takes another photo on the left side of the front, admiring his face that is perfectly covered by the facial mask. Hearing this, he raised his head and said naturally, "No."

...I'm too bad, I'll take the initiative to quit the group.

The gold master said again: "Don't you know how I became popular?"

? ? ?How do I know?I tried to discern whether the golden master was showing a teasing expression from behind his white mask, and I looked left and right, but failed.

I was so curious, I tried my best to insinuate, and even promised to come back seven times a night, the gold master smiled on his face, kept his mouth tight, and even proposed to go to his class to visit his class and take a rest in order to change the topic. one time.

"Don't be kidding, my agent won't agree." I dismissed this, and then continued to be unyielding, trying to break the casserole and ask the end: "Hurry up and tell me what I should know?"

The gold master graciously took off the mask, revealing a white and tender face, and then smiled: "I'll take care of it with the manager, you just have to come."

Until the end, the sponsor didn't tell me how he became popular.

Is it an unspoken rule?No, I know his mobile phone password, and I haven't seen any big-bellied real estate agent asking him to go out for a meal.

Forget it, I'll check it myself.

I opened Zhihu with ease, entered Liang Wan in the search bar, and pulled down a series of related searches. There were all kinds of "actor king", "Liang Wan black material" and "big name". A few years ago, I secretly poked in black material for fun. Nine out of ten out of ten followed suit, all talking about unfounded things.

So this time I was determined, and directly investigated Liang Wanhong's previous affairs.

There are thousands of answers about the funder. I flipped through them one by one, and my hands were sore. The key is basically useless. There are only a few words that are blown, and a few words that are black. There is nothing new, and I yawned. Sleepy.

Just when I was about to give up my research and take some time to ask the question directly, a video caught my attention.It was recorded in [-] or so, and the style of word art is eye-catching. The donor has the half-length hair that was popular at the time.

The host asked him: "Do you ever feel tired and don't want to do it?"

The benefactor smiled shyly, with two small dimples on his cheeks, like a cute cookie: "Yes, once I was almost pulled over to accompany him for a drink, and I was very wronged, and even thought about not doing it at all."

"and then?"

"I ran away, and that person was still chasing me. I was so nervous at the time, I couldn't help it, so I knocked on the door of a room at random," he said with twinkling eyes, "It was my colleague who opened the door, and he dragged me into the room." Here, let me take a shower. In order to avenge me, I threw a banana peel outside. The man who was chasing me really fell down. When I went out of the shower, I saw him lying on the cat’s eye and laughing. , it’s a joy.”

The host said: "From your description, he should be an interesting person."

"Yes, that's right," the benefactor nodded in agreement, looking like a loyal fanboy: "And he picked up the banana peel later, and told me 'the circle is very messy, so be careful in the future' .”

The host expressed understanding: "I must be very grateful to him at that time."

The gold master blushed and said with a smirk: "Well, so I hope I can be stronger, powerful enough to protect him by his side."

At the end of the video, the respondent wrote a line of fine print:

"I always thought that it was that person who made Liang Wan what he is today."

I'm also a little confused.

Because I actually feel that this paragraph is a bit familiar.