After rebirth, the president resigned and became the actor

"Peng Yingjie." Gu Zhuozhuo called out and waved.

Peng Yingjie's face was blank, he was pushed by the other three, his legs gave way and almost fell to the ground, and he stood next to Gu Zhuozhao as if he was sleepwalking.

"Let me introduce, our newly signed kid by Zhong Sheng is very cute." Gu Zhuozhuo said.

There was laughter all around, and Peng Yingjie blushed.

Miao Hang quit and slapped the table in shock: "You asked a newcomer to compare with me!?"

Gu Zhuozhao: "Don't you dare?"

Director Yan watched their confrontation with great interest, and did not disappoint. Instead, he asked everyone to move aside and let them play.

Miao Hang's forehead was full of anger now, and he didn't change his mind after being kicked twice by the agent, insisting on comparing.

"I think you are crazy!" The manager was about to cry anxiously: "Is it interesting to compete for a group performance? You are still competing with other newcomers! Even if you win, wouldn't it be great!?"

Miao Hang took the audition paper handed over by the agent with a mutter, looked at the clip of the beggar, and said dissatisfiedly: "Anyway, I don't want Luo Tianxiang."

Beggar, there are not many scenes in "Mingjin". Although it is not the strongest in the whole work, it has played a key role in many places.

He appeared in the alley in front of A's house for a while, begged for drinks, and broke up an assassination against A.After a while, I rescued the third lady of the B family who was about to be kidnapped.After a while, in a ruined temple in the suburbs, I gave a mouthful of steamed buns to the downcast and rainy protagonist.

He looks crazy, but he always plays a big role at critical moments. The description in the script is a thin but broad-boned man. There is no description of his appearance and age, but ordinary people seem to think of him as Hong Qigong.

Looking at it this way, Peng Yingjie's height is appropriate, but he is a bit young. Regardless of his coffee position, Miao Hang is more reliable than Peng Yingjie in all aspects.

"Who will come first?" Director Yan asked enthusiastically.

"I'll go first!" Miao Hang strode forward, confident, and gave Peng Yingjie a hard look after speaking.

Xiao Peng shivered.Quietly retreated to the side.

"Hey, kid, are you hungry?" Miao Hang sat down on the ground, his expression suddenly changed.

He squinted his eyes, looking like a thief: "Want to eat? Tsk, you have to say if you want to eat! How would I know if you don't tell me... Hehe... Do you want to eat..." As he spoke, he took a breath of air , I ate a steamed bun that tasted like abalone and sea cucumber.

Of course the protagonist was not convinced, and talked back and forth with him a few times, and finally the beggar muttered: "Well, see you call me daddy, it's an advantage for you."

Miao Hang acted very well. At first glance, he looks like an actor who has seen the big world. This kind of small daily fragments are easy to come by, and he is very relaxed.

Peng Yingjie saw that his whole body was stiff, stuck like a stick, Gu Zhuozhuo stood beside him, and asked, "Nervous?"

"Ah? Ah..." When Peng Yingjie turned his head, his neck made a clicking sound.

Gu Zhuozhuo squinted his eyes and smiled: "Don't be afraid, split a fork first and relax."

"Oh!" Peng Yingjie split obediently and hit the ground with a bang.

Surrounding staff: "..."

At this time, Miao Hang was performing the last sentence. After the performance, he slowed down and stood up with a sigh of relief. All the people who had been watching his performance turned to Peng Yingjie who suddenly split his arms.

Miao Hang is going crazy, what the hell is the bell ringing, is the company here to beat me! ?

After Peng Yingjie finished the splits, he performed a few acrobatic somersaults, and he really relaxed a lot.

Gu Zhuozhuo whispered a few words in his ear, Peng Yingjie nodded repeatedly, and walked up as if he was dead.

"Peng Yingjie." Director Yan said lightly, "Let's begin."

Peng Yingjie's mind was full of what Gu Zhuozhuo had just told him.

"Hey you kid..." He sat down suddenly, and angrily touched his bosom, which contained a steamed bun.

The frowning, hesitant and struggling expression was so funny that there was a burst of laughter in the originally quiet hall. Some people laughed unconsciously, and some laughed because of the atmosphere.

Miao Hang: "..."

Agent: "Why are you doing this!? Isn't it funny... This TV series is not a sketch!?"

Miao Hang felt the same way, but somehow had a bad premonition.

This unconsciously relaxed and lively atmosphere seems to have a funny bg.what happened?Is this the effect that Gu wants! ?

Although Peng Yingjie was young, his exaggerated movements diluted this impression.He touched the steamed bun very reluctantly, while vigilantly asking the protagonist if he was hungry, and couldn’t help teasing him. Finally, the movement of eating the steamed bun became slower and slower, hesitantly and distressedly babbled for more than ten seconds, and finally put the steamed bun away. assigned to the protagonist.

When he got up, he didn't support the ground with his hands, but performed a weightless stand up, relying on two legs alone.All around sighed "Wow--" and applauded.

Lin Xi blushed and shouted: "Okay!"

Gu Zhuozhao Qiu Lingjiao and Ji Xian looked at him together.

Director Yan also smiled, his face wrinkled into a sunflower, and asked, "Your name is..."

"Peng Yingjie!"

"Learned to dance?"

"That's right," Peng Yingjie said with trepidation, "Graduated from Jiangcheng Dance Academy, majoring in folk dance."

Director Yan looked at the list handed over by the assistant director, and nodded lightly: "Not bad."

After speaking, he discussed with the assistant director for a while, and told the outside to inform all the remaining actors who wanted to interview the extras to come in. The whole hall was suddenly in chaos, with staff running around with their duties, and the camera also started to pack up the equipment.

Peng Yingjie stood stupidly, and Director Yan looked at him: "I'll read them all, and I'll tell you the result, okay?"

"Oh!" Peng Yingjie went back in a daze, flinched when passing by Miao Hang, and breathed a sigh of relief when he stood in front of Gu Zhuozhao.

Gu Zhuozhuo patted him on the shoulder: "You did well, the effect is very good."

Peng Yingjie became nervous after the performance: "Is this really good? I think everyone... wants to laugh. This is not a comedy... is it..."

"Of course it's not a comedy!" A strange male voice approached and said viciously, "It's a mess!"

It's Miao Hang.

"Gu Zhuozhuo, Bell Culture." Gu Zhuozhuo stretched out his hand.

Miao Hang stared at him for a few seconds, and after being pinched by the manager many times, he reluctantly shook hands with him, his face was so weak: "I am Miao Hang."

"Senior Miao."

Gu Zhuozhuo's attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, and he couldn't find fault. Miao Hang couldn't express his displeasure, so he had to stand with this group of prosperous Zhongsheng Culture employees to watch the interview group performance.

Director Yan's process of selecting a group to perform was much more casual than that of the leading actor. Everyone came in and stood together, a total of seven to 80 people. Director Yan looked over one by one, and only picked out those who were close to each other and stood aside.

After a while, Qiu Lingjiao and Linxi Jixian also went up separately, and both were left in the queue where they could perform by the director.

"This is really not a comedy." After a while, Miao Hang suddenly said.

The group performers who were interviewed on the stage were reading their lines, accompanied by stuttering voices, Gu Zhuozhuo said: "But a beggar is a comic character."

Miao Hang was silent.

"The tone of "Mingjin" is dark, and it needs light-hearted and funny characters to adjust the rhythm of the story. If you focus on the role of the beggar in the script, you will notice this after his identity is revealed later," he turned his head to Miao Hang. Looking at each other: "Every time the screenwriter appears on the stage of a beggar, the words become easier and the scene becomes very coincidental. This is the screenwriter's intention for this character."

Gu Zhuozhao's speech was slow, so that Miao Hang could hear everything clearly.

"All the coincidences of beggars are related to eating and drinking—the camera turns, and the beggar enters Chang'an Avenue after the steamed buns carried away by the dog; the next cut, the beggar follows the servant of a rich family for a drink; the next cut, the beggar goes to steal sweet potatoes from the field outside the city , and lived in a ruined temple. There are many similar clips, which show that he is a person who cares about food very much. When he gave the protagonist steamed buns, he must experience a battle between heaven and man. And your performance, the feeling of reluctance is so shallow little bit."

Peng Yingjie was dumbfounded listening to it, and now he understands the words that Gu Zhuozhuo emphasized to him before - "Remember, you are very hungry, very hungry."

"In the end, the reason why Xiao Peng is suitable for this role is because of his body. Miao was born as an actor, although he is also very handsome, but children who have practiced dancing since childhood will be more natural and tall. This is a small difference brought about by years of training. The beggar used to be a young son of a certain noble family, and he ran away insanely because he copied all over his family, and this natural temperament will not disappear easily." Gu Zhuozhuo looked like Miao Hang, blinked his eyes: "Of course seniors can act. Come on, but our little Peng can express it simply and naturally, isn't it better?"

Miao Hang looked at this young man in a down jacket with fear in his eyes.

Gu Zhuozhuo:?

"Damn!" Miao Hang dragged his manager into the crowd and ran to another corner of the hall, muttering and not knowing what to say, looking here from time to time.

"... Great God." Peng Yingjie was in a complicated mood: "You scared people away."

"Huh?" Gu Zhuozhuo was confused: "What did I do?"

Peng Yingjie was speechless, and sighed, "Master, you'd better... watch their performance."

The interview for group performances was very quick. The director almost stopped everyone after saying two sentences, and it was over in just two hours.

The list of leading actors will be announced at a later date, but the ensemble cast has been confirmed today, a total of 23 people, including Peng Yingjie, but there are no other three young newcomers.

Gu Zhuozhuo sighed, a little pity.But it's not bad to have Peng Yingjie gain something.

The problem with Qiu Lingjiao is that she is too pretty, and this girl is quite cool, she doesn't look like a maid with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.Both Ji Xian and Lin Xi are not outstanding enough, Lin Xi looks thin and small, which is suitable for a school boy, but unfortunately, he was too nervous when he spoke, and he was assed by Yan Dao when he said a word.

As for Ji Xian, he was eager to express himself, but lacked control, so Director Yan just shook his head and moved on.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, Miao Hang came to say hello and left, Ha Tu took care of a group of children, Xiao Tang carried a few bags and got off the parking lot together.

Lin Xi was crying all the time, and Gu Zhuo Zhuo held his shoulders.

"It's so annoying." The silent Ji Xian said suddenly: "What's the use of crying, you can't face a broken group."

His own eyes were red, as if he wasn't just talking about Linxi.Qiu Lingjiao remained expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking. As soon as he got out of the elevator, a gust of cold wind poured into his face, making the atmosphere even more bleak.

The pain of failure has to be digested by oneself. Gu Zhuozhuo didn't say much, but just patted them: "Okay, let Hatu take you back. Get a good sleep, and you have class tomorrow."

Ji Xian strode out: "No need, my family is here to pick me up."

Gu Zhuozhuo asked the remaining three people: "What about you?"

The three of them shook their heads and got into Hatu's car together.

Gu Zhuozhuo sent them in one by one. In the dark parking lot, the high beams reflected the flying dust.He exhaled white steam, held the car door and said to Hatu, "Okay, you guys go first."

Xiao Tang was about to get out of the car as soon as he heard it, but was stopped by Gu Zhuozhuo: "You also go back."

Hattu: "What about you?"

Gu Zhuozhuo shook his phone: "Wen Yue came to pick me up."

His eyelashes were covered with mist, and when he squinted, he looked extraordinarily gentle.Hatu clicked his tongue and asked where he was, and if he should get in the car first to avoid the wind.

Gu Zhuozhao didn't say that he only saw Wen Yue's WeChat when the show was over, and just when he said it was over, Wen Yue said to pick him up.

Haiting is in the suburbs, and it takes Wen Yue at least four to 10 minutes to walk up. Now the car with Hatu is the fastest option.But Wen Yue said he would come to pick him up, how could he refuse!

But it was very late, and the younger ones were also very sleepy, so he only told Hatu that Wen Yue would be here soon, and watched him drive away.

The incandescent light above his head flickered, Gu Zhuozhuo tried his best to ignore the scene like the opening of a ghost movie, and took out his mobile phone to play.Looking at the power, it's three percent.

Gu Zhuozhao: "..."

He put his hands into the empty pockets of his clothes, remembering that the bags were still with Xiaotang.

Gu Zhuozhao: "..."

The mood suddenly went down uncontrollably, and even the joy of successful audition was diluted.These days, in order to lose weight and go on a diet, it seems that it is difficult to be happy, and he has returned to the state of being unable to do anything in his previous life. Small setbacks make him feel sad, and things that don't go well make him more irritable.

He wanted to see Wen Yue right away, and then nestled into a comfortable lazy sofa with a pile of high-calorie food in front of him.

Before the grievance spread, a car suddenly entered the parking lot.

Phantom stopped firmly in front of him, Wen Yue said: "Get in the car, I will take you to dinner."

…………

Wen Yue and his air-conditioned luxury car seemed to be phantoms created by a little match girl rubbing in the snow, or the third match, emitting colorful lights.

Gu Zhuozhuo didn't know why, but suddenly his nose was sore, he raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and was pulled into the car by Wen Yue in the next second.

Wen Yue slammed the car door shut, and the driver drove out. His voice was tense: "What's wrong?"

Gu Zhuozhuo didn't know how to explain it, but at this moment, he was saddened by the care he had longed for for a long time, as if he had rubbed a match in the snow for a long time until it became numb, and he was able to deal with it calmly even if no one asked him, at this moment Someone just asked—is it cold?

People are like this, those who get it easily don’t know how to cherish, Wen Yue’s concern in his previous life not only didn’t like it, but also annoyed him, every time he was bored thinking about it and went out all night, the old man would make three or four phone calls, my mother didn’t Leave me alone.

But at the same time, he enjoyed the benefits unscrupulously. When he was cold, hungry, or scared, he would call Wen Yue.

The last game is empty.

Wen Yue's whole body tensed up, and he confirmed again and again that he was really not injured, even touched his forehead to see if he had a fever, and asked him what's wrong.

Gu Zhuozhao: "I'm so hungry..."

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue finally took him to the barbecue restaurant that had been reserved.

This barbecue is in the business district near Haiting, open 24 hours, and there are many people eating supper at night.There are high-end houses in the vicinity, and the shops on this street are quite expensive per capita, but there are many rich people in Jiangcheng, and the shops are full of people, so they almost have to be ranked.

Even if the per capita is high, it is still a store that Wen Yue would not go to.It was the first time he sat in front of the grill that required his own barbecue, and there was no waiter to order, which made him feel bad, and his brows gradually frowned.

Compared to Wen Yue's misfit, Gu Zhuozhuo is much more grounded.When he ran away from home ten years ago, he slept everywhere and ate all kinds of meals. Now that he is on the set, he has also learned to order milk tea takeaway with the staff girl. He is already very proficient.

So he scanned the QR code to order, hooked up a lot of meat, and the waiter brought the plates and piled up a mountain.

"Eat slowly," Wen Yue said helplessly, "It must be cooked."

The sizzling and oily meat with various snowflake patterns was heated on the grill pan, curled up, and turned from red to light brown.The oil splashed away, and the overbearing smell of meat made Gu Zhuozhuo want to fall headfirst.

He was originally a type of person who didn't have a strong appetite, and he didn't particularly like to eat, but after half a month, when he saw a pig, he thought that here was the tenderloin and there were pork belly, and the down-to-earth roasted pig's trotters.

"How's the result of the audition?" Wen Yue drank tea, his face was a little blurred by the heat.

"If there are no accidents, You Yuanxi is mine." Gu Zhuozhuo has quickly finished two dishes and entered the stage of eating gracefully, like a flower with particularly vigorous vitality, straightening up after watering a little .

These meats can also be eaten at home, but the atmosphere is different outside.Wen Yue knew that Gu Zhuozhao had always liked excitement and down-to-earth things, so he specially consulted several secretaries in the company, and chose this store based on online reviews.

Seeing that Gu Zhuozhuo was eating happily, he also took two bites.

"Wen Yue, let me ask you a question." Gu Zhuozhuo hesitated a bit, and paused.

Wen Yue waited for a while, then smiled and said, "Kids can ask."

Gu Zhuozhao: "..."

"Don't be angry if I ask you, I'm just asking," Gu Zhuozhuo said, "What does it feel like to be in poor health?"

Wen Yue didn't expect such a problem, and curled his fingers.

"I don't mean anything, just the character," Gu Zhuozhao explained: "You Yuanxi is a sick person, born with a weak body, who will burn incense until he lives, coughing and coughing all day long, and the scriptwriter writes him coughing and coughing at every turn... …In fact, I don’t quite understand this feeling, and the acting is still a bit superficial.”

After he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong. Seeing that Wen Yue had stopped laughing, he felt uneasy, and whispered, "I'm just asking..."

"I'm not You Yuanxi, everyone has a different way of treating themselves, you choose to listen." Wen Yue interrupted him, his voice was still calm, and he didn't mean to blame him.

"My congenital heart disease was the worst when I was a child. Before the first operation, my parents would discuss in front of me when I would have a second child. My mother has lost the ability to conceive naturally, so they kept trying through test tubes. , but until I had surgery, it all failed.”

It was the first time Gu Zhuozhao heard about this, and he put down his chopsticks in shock: "Uncle and aunt..."

In his memory, Wen Yue's parents are simply good parents in the world. They are always very gentle towards him, as if they can tolerate any mistakes they make.Hearing such information for a while, I felt shuddering.

"The first operation was a success," Wen Yue continued, "I finally don't have to lie in bed half dead all day. They think I don't remember anything, but maybe it's because lying down is too boring, I remember everything. My health is better, They began to educate me, maybe because I was lucky to be alive, they were very tolerant. I didn’t have a second operation until I was ten years old and my condition recurred again.”

Gu Zhuozhuo vaguely remembered that he hadn't seen Wen Yue for half a year.

"Zhuo Zhuo, I envy you."

The sound of cups and plates colliding came from around, some guests shouted for their companions to drink, and some suddenly laughed, but the excitement was separated.

Wen Yue looked at the stupefied Gu Zhuozhao, and showed an indescribable smile: "You asked a lot of questions when you were young, and you were very lively. My mother looked at you and occasionally sighed, why am I not you."

Gu Zhuozhao: "..."

He was so distressed that he squeezed his cup and looked at Wen Yue eagerly.

Wen Yue took a sip of water: "Analyzing You Yuanxi on the other hand, there is no one who is tortured by illness who does not envy healthy people. His self-confidence may not be so pure, and it is usually accompanied by self-pity and self-pity. In addition, he does not want others Treat him carefully, if the difference is too obvious, it seems to remind him of the fact that he is sick all the time, so he will also work hard to pretend to be a normal person."

After Wen Yue finished speaking, he lightly tapped Gu Zhuozhao's forehead: "Shut up. Don't look at me like this, I'm not You Yuanxi, I'm already healed."

Gu Zhuozhuo started to eat barbecue again, and he recovered after eating half a plate. He put two slices of potatoes and mushrooms in and fried them: "Have you seen a doctor recently?"

"Same as usual." It was the first time Wen Yue was asked about his physical condition by Gu Zhuozhuo, and he was not used to it: "Don't exercise strenuously, pay attention to light diet and work and rest."

"The last time I asked experts, they all said that you can exercise properly."

"..." Wen Yue: "No yoga."

"No yoga!" Gu Zhuozhuo suddenly cheered up: "It's like this. I thought of a very good plan that day, and the exercise intensity was not high. One is that you accompany me to practice voice in the morning. The so-called good health is full of energy. This You can practice lung capacity. Then a set of Tai Chi, which Qixing taught me, said that it is different from ordinary Tai Chi. It is absolutely relaxed and can move the body. It's easy, right?"

Wen Yue was speechless for a moment, just staring at Gu Zhuozhao.Gu Zhuozhuo blushed when he saw him, and stood up abruptly: "I'm going to the toilet."

I don’t feel it when I’m sitting, but I feel exhausted when I stand up. Gu Zhuozhuo is walking on the way to the toilet with his back on the wall, constantly reflecting on the fact that he can’t eat so much next time...

Walking to the corner, he heard discordant voices, and he stood still with a frown.

A waiter at a daily grocery store next door was surrounded by several men. There were a lot of people drinking at night. There was a bar in front of this side. Loud music blasted out from the half-open door, echoing in this corridor.

The men must have drunk too much and just came out of it.

There are many passers-by, but no one wants to step forward to meddle in their own business.The head of the group was wearing a bright red jacket, and the other men were all dressed in black. The red jacket grabbed the little waiter's arm and asked in a rippling voice, "Poor little boy, are you going with big brother?"

Gu Zhuozhuo felt that a stomach full of barbecued meat was a bit rebellious, and he was a little excited after eating too much, so he went over and grabbed the hem of the red jacket and pulled it hard.He never expected that this person would be dragged down by him for being so vain! ?

Gu Zhuozhao himself was taken aback, but when he saw the terrified eyes of the little waiter, he was like a thunderbolt.

"Lindsay!?"

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After a period of chaos, Gu Zhuozhuo first went back to find Wen Yue, then called Hatu to scold him, and then went to resign from the Japanese food store for Lin Xi, and learned about the situation by the way.

When I finally came out, I saw Red Jacket and Lin Xi standing in a row against the wall, like a group of elementary school students who did not write silently.