The black and red of the entertainment industry

Song's mother told Song Fan that Hu Xingye was only here to visit her, so Song Fan didn't investigate further. He didn't have the habit of always thinking of people as bad. He really had some doubts about Song Zhibin, but he still had a good impression of Hu Xingye.

At his younger brother's request, Song Fan took him to his grave, bowed his head and mourned for a long time, feeling in his heart that he died unjustly, and hoped to know the truth as soon as possible, so that it would be better to punish those behind him.

Song Xiaobao stayed at home for three days and was clingy to Song Ma. Song Ma thought he was crazy and reluctant to leave. Song Fan asked Cheng Wei to send Song Xiaobao back to the crew, and he himself should audition soon.

On December [-]th, when the sky was smoggy, Song Fan's car stopped at Su's Industrial Building. He himself got out of the car wearing a black mask, and took a few breaths of air through the thick mask. It didn't feel very good.

The one who came down behind was Chen Qing. This girl has learned a lot from Liu Yan recently, and now she dresses very professionally. She looks like holding an ipad, but Song Fan frowned as soon as she spoke, "Then what?" Is it true that you don't want to accept the [-] annual endorsement fee?"

Song Fan shook his head at her, and Chen Qing muttered, "It's just a condom from Dihao, aren't you too shy?" Song Fan ignored her directly, he didn't want to endorse a condom with such a fake name.

In fact, it’s a good thing. It’s been a long time since I debuted, and finally some clients came to my door. It’s just that the endorsement still depends on the target. It’s a little too much to say that I’m a condom while wearing a cigarette name. What’s the feature of this condom? Well, it’s wear-resistant. , good air permeability, can it be more unreliable?

It was still the room on the sixth floor, but this time there were many people queuing up outside. Seeing that these were not unknown little people, not to mention fashionable clothes, there were still a few people waiting around. Song Fan scanned around and said to Chen Qing: "You Help me line up first, I'll go to the bathroom."

Chen Qing took the opportunity to ask again: "Are you really not going to accept that endorsement?" Song Fan was defeated by her persistence, and said three words in a row: "Go and go!" Chen Qing then let him go.

Song Fan felt a little urgent to urinate. The root cause was that he was nervous. When he went to the bathroom to take off his pants and prepare to refresh himself, he heard the crashing sound from the compartment behind him. , Song Fan was very worried that the compartment would be damaged by the guys inside, but he is not a very nosy person, the people inside are having fun, he is nosy to death?

Finally Song Fan put on his pants, whistled and left.

Then Song Fan sat on the bench in the corridor and stared at the bathroom door, full of curiosity.

After two or three minutes, people came out one after the other. One was Wang Yisheng, a man in his thirties who was the director of "The Queen Mother", and the other was a very young guy. He was probably an artist, because he went to queue after he came out. .

With this situation, Song Fan had no confidence in this audition. If he hadn't worked hard for too long, he would have wanted to leave immediately!It's an unspoken rule for the director to do something in the bathroom with the artist who auditioned. The role candidates are probably all pre-determined. He still wants to have a j-j?

"What's the matter with your face? It turns blue and white for a while?" Chen Qing got a number plate with the number thirteen on it.

Song Fan smiled at her like a chrysanthemum, and said, "It's nothing, I'm normal! By the way, Chen Qing, are you and that one together?" Liu Yan.

"No, Laozi has always been a bachelor!" Chen Qing's eyes flickered, making it obvious that she was lying.

You girl, you bastard!Song Fan roared in his heart.

The two of them chatted one after another, then Wang Yisheng came out of the bathroom and went to that room, the audition began, the artists went in one by one with confidence, and after a while, they all came out disheveled, with glassy tears. It was about to fall, and Song Fan really wanted to run up to comfort him: "The role has been predetermined, so it is impossible to choose you. Don't be too sad. It is not bad to accept endorsements like Emgrand Condoms!"

Finally got to the one who was submerged, and Song Fan could easily think of his experience of being subdued by Su Cheng. Not only did he not feel good in the bathroom, but he was also half-sexy in bed, so Su Chengqian felt aggrieved... However, my dear, is this really an unspoken rule?

The man went in and came out again, but it took only 5 minutes, probably not as long as the toilet. When he went in, his little face was smiling very charmingly, like the rippling spring water in a lake, something was wrong when he came out. His face turned blue, as if he had eaten something, and his body was shaking, probably something that made him unable to bear it.

Didn't you make an appointment?Why do you look like this?Song Fan watched him leave suspiciously, but he didn't have time to think about it. His number was called, Thirteen. Chen Qing gave him an encouraging look, and he stood up and walked inside.

The layout of the room was not quite the same as before. The place where the director sat was a bit dark, but the place where Song Fan walked in and stood was very bright. This made him feel insecure, as if someone was secretly looking at him from an unknown place.

Wang Yisheng asked him to perform the part where the third prince Liu Yu confronted his mother on the city wall. Song Fan lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then raised his head, and entered the state.

This scene should be a small climax of the show.

The third prince Liu Yu shook his body, as if he had drunk some wine, and he was a little drunk. He took two steps back, pointed forward with trembling fingers, and said in a mocking tone: "The queen mother wants to abolish the minister?"

Then he looked at the gray sky outside the city with a desolate look on his face, and then he spoke again, as if he was talking to himself instead of talking to someone: "My mother also said that I want to abolish my elder brother, but the reason is that he has been traveling and has not returned for a long time. , Has the queen mother ever thought about why the eldest brother is away, and the long and difficult wandering really made him reluctant to part with it?"

"Being a prince is too tiring," Liu Yu turned his head again, and looked at his mother, "If I could choose, my son would rather be born in an ordinary family than lead troops to fight, conquer east and west, and don't want to stick a knife into someone else's clothes." A, bleed? Why do you have to bleed?"

"What should the queen mother do? Just go ahead and tell me to go on, and my son will not complain." Song Fan said the last sentence lonely, turned around, and left alone. In the eyes of the director next to him, this scene seemed like Seeing the sad Liu Yu on the city wall, he left quietly alone.

"At the end, Liu Yu led his troops into Tianguang City, and confronted his mother in the main hall. Please perform this passage." Wang Yisheng asked the question again, and smiled slyly in a place Song Fan couldn't see.

Song Fan was taken aback, and said, "Sorry, I didn't see this paragraph in the script given to me." Could it be that someone has already been selected, so this is deliberately making things difficult for him?

Wang Yisheng replied slowly: "I pay more attention to the impromptu performance of the actors. At that time, I may have to add scenes temporarily, so..." Song Fan nodded, expressing that he already understood that he was thinking too much just now.

This time Song Fan had to think about it carefully. What expressions, actions and lines he wanted, he had to have a draft in advance, and he couldn't act intermittently or too casually. Isn't this kind of impromptu performance unnecessary?

When Song Fan was ready, he stood there, giving people the feeling of facing a cold stone. When he spoke, his tone was flat, although not cold, every sentence hit people's hearts, making people feel chilled.

"Mother, the second elder brother has led one hundred thousand cavalry across the Heishui River and entered the territory of the state of Jing. Three thousand guards in the imperial city are in the chaos of the Prime Minister of Pingjia." The third prince Liu Yu seemed to be announcing official business in the hall. It seemed that he suppressed his emotions and pretended to be calm.

"I miss my mother very much during this time." Liu Yu took two steps forward, but he held the weapon in his hand and scratched the ground. Others could hear the sound of metal rubbing. Liu Yu continued: " My son is already able to pick up a sword and is no longer afraid of seeing blood, my son visited Wei Changshi last night, hung his ear on the door curtain, cut his throat and broke his bones."

Liu Yu approached his mother again, but his tone was still flat: "The mother likes him, but the sons don't like him. The mother likes to monopolize the government, but the sons don't like him. The mother likes to expand the territory, but the sons don't like him. The second brother said to me: Third brother, if one day I die on the battlefield, please find my bones and bury them at the foot of Shengde Mountain in the north. The battlefield is too noisy, and I want to lie down quietly. If this is the case... I don’t want to hear it.”

At this time, Liu Yu's eyes were already wet. He couldn't hear what the queen mother was saying. The knife in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. He ignored it, turned around and walked away. When he was about to leave the hall, he gave orders to the outside world: "Come here, send your mother back to Hui'an Palace."

He stood there for a long time without moving.

Song Fan felt that his thinking and performance in this scene was not bad, he relaxed his body, smiled at the director, and waited for the other party's evaluation, but Wang Yisheng said: "Well, you can go, if necessary, I will contact you."

Fuck?Song Fan was surprised, he waited so hard for such a sentence!No wonder the artists who walked out just now looked so miserable, with such a hot face and a cold butt, no one would feel tired and dislike it, right?Has the role really been decided?

Although his heart was about to break, Song Fan saluted the director with determination, said hello, and opened the door to leave.

Watching him leave, Wang Yisheng asked the assistant next to him, "The person recommended by Vice President Su hasn't come yet? If he doesn't come, I'll choose this one." The assistant said, "That's the one just now, isn't his name Song Ming?"

"That's it..." Wang Yisheng leaned on the chair and thought for a while, and finally decided: "Then make an appointment for me to have a meal together."

Date, date, date... date a gun?The assistant had to think this way, he knew that the director he was with had a messy private life.

Of course, Song Fan had no way of knowing the content of their conversation. He pulled Chen Qing and rushed away angrily. Auditions are gone.

After expressing some regret, Chen Qing cautiously asked him: "Do you really want to speak for Emgrand? Are you not afraid of being blackmailed?" Song Fan: "..."

The author has something to say: Song Fan: Other authors like to give cheats to the protagonist!

Su Cheng: Authors like to let the protagonist have sex!