On the TV station, Lu Wen filmed an outdoor advertisement to record the show, did his makeup and hair, and had ten minutes to eat. Just after peeling off the wrapping paper of Panini, Sun Xiaojian strode in.
This dressing room is dedicated to Lu Wen. Sun Xiaojian asked the staff to go out first, close the door, pull out a chair and sit next to Lu Wen.
"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Lu Wen asked.
Sun Xiaojian suppressed his strength and asked, "Have you watched the movie directed by Zeng?"
Lu Wen said, "Look."
"how do you feel?"
"Okay." Lu Wen took a bite of the bread without knowing why, and muttered, "Director Zeng's usual standard, but I think it's better than his last film."
Sun Xiaojian said: "It's been nearly three years since the last film, can it be good? Now the original production team has started work and started preparing for the next series."
Lu Wen was slightly surprised: "Wow, hurry up and shoot, I really want to see it."
Sun Xiaojian pushed his glasses hard, and asked, "You just want to see?"
"Huh?" Lu Wen was puzzled by the question, "Then I still write a film review? Forget it, my Chinese is not good."
Sun Xiaojian couldn't hold back any longer, put one hand on Lu Wen's right shoulder, and said in a low voice, "The male lead of the new movie hasn't been decided yet, I'll let you audition."
Lu Wen couldn't believe it: "The opportunity you found for me?"
"Ancestor, I can't match it!" Sun Xiaojian suppressed his excitement, "The casting director of the crew contacted me and invited you to audition!"
Lu Wen hesitated to digest this sentence. Several phrases of Zeng Zhen's team, active invitation, and male number one were arranged back and forth. He excitedly folded his fingers together and squeezed the panini completely out of shape.
Dong dong, the staff of the program group knocked on the door and said with a pleasant face that the recording will start soon.
Lu Wen wiped his hands. Wherever he goes now, he always faces good faces and treats them with consideration, just because he is red. But every year in the entertainment industry, there are people who become popular, most of them go out after being popular, like candle wicks, and a very small number of them jump into the sky and become a star that will not fall.
Lu Wen is very clear that the road under his feet is not stable enough, and excellent works are the most reliable stepping stones. But the works are also divided into grades, and the films of famous directors are the best choice.
To put it bluntly, starring in a Zeng Zhen movie can make him stand firm and let him rise to another level.
Before going to the studio, Lu Wen sent a message.
The mobile phone vibrated briefly on the desktop, Qu Yanting picked it up, leaned back in the chair and opened WeChat, Lu Wen said that he would go back to live in Zishan tonight, and asked him if he could go there.
He replied "OK", and then slid the phone upside down on the armrest, a little annoyed.
After get off work in the evening, Qu Yanting drove to Zishan Mingzhu. He didn't come for a while. The park was already full of flowers and the white villa was open. He drove straight into the private garage.
Sister Lingling came to clean up during the day and was cooking in the kitchen at this time. Qu Yanting changed his shoes and went upstairs, when he heard the whirlpool sound of bathtub massage in the bathroom, he knocked on the door.
With a towel on his forehead, Lu Wen was buried in the tumbling foam and shouted, "Come in!"
After exhaling, Qu Yanting pushed the door open and walked to the bathtub, and at a glance, he knew that Lu Wen was in a good mood. He sat down on the stool and said, "Just arrived home, look at you comfortably."
Lu Wen used to enjoy it, and said, "Teacher Qu, wipe my back."
He turned his back to Qu Yanting, bowed, water dripped from the hair on his forehead and hit the foam, forming a small pit. Qu Yanting rolled up his cuffs, twisted a wet towel to caress his slightly convex spine.
Lu Wen looked for an opportunity to speak: "Teacher Qu, today my agent told me that Zeng Zhen's next movie wants me to audition."
Qu Yanting didn't show any emotion, and said, "Well, I heard about it."
Lu Wen was surprised, turned his head and said, "Has it spread to your screenwriter circle? Or did Director Zeng tell you? It spread so quickly, wouldn't the crew appoint me?!"
Qu Yanting slapped him, "Don't move."
Lu Wen turned back, the joy in his voice still lingering: "I just said that, it's enough to be able to participate in the audition!"
After wiping with a wet towel, a new layer of moisture was covered on the skin, and Qu Yanting asked, "Are you excited?"
"Of course." Lu Wen said without thinking, "That's Zeng Zhen."
Yes, that was Zeng Zhen. Thinking from an ordinary person's point of view, a great director has a lack of personal morality, but how many people in the circle of eyes are clean? If you confuse public and private matters, you can cut off more than half of the relationship.
Qu Yanting squeezed the towel into a ball, and the hot water flowed down/down Lu Wen's spine. He said, "There should be a lot of film appointments for you. Are there any other suitable ones?"
Lu Wen turned around abruptly, and the water splashed everywhere. He wiped his face and lay down on the edge of the bathtub, and said, "How can you compare it with anything else? You have watched the movie too. It's really exciting, isn't it?"
Objectively speaking, Qu Yanting couldn't deny it. He still remembered that Lu Wen muttered enviously that day, hoping to act in Zeng Zhen's movie one day, but he didn't expect it to come true so soon.
But subjectively, he persuaded: "But..."
"I understand what you want to say." Lu Wen pressed the water change button, "Zeng Zhen's legal wife doesn't care about his private affairs, and I'm an outsider who can't be beaten..."
Qu Yanting didn't speak. He knew that this opportunity was once in a lifetime for an actor, and no one could resist it. The agency also had its own considerations, and it was not up to others to intervene.
The bubbles in the bathtub disappeared little by little, Qu Yanting looked down to witness, trying to distinguish the last sentence: "I really don't want you to get involved with him."
Lu Wen lay back, his voice full of confusion: "Aside from work, there is nothing to do with it. You are Zeng Zhen's student, so you have a closer relationship with him."
The towel fell into the water with a "slap", and Qu Yanting stood up with wet hands, pondering to end the topic: "I'll go to see if Lingling's cooking is done. You should finish washing and go downstairs."
Lu Wen suspected that he had said something wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. He guessed that maybe Qu Yanting really respected Wang Mingyu, so he cared about Zeng Zhen's matter so much
During dinner, Lu Wen didn't mention this matter again, and Qu Yanting was even more silent. The atmosphere was a bit dull, and Sister Lingling worried that they were having an awkward relationship.
After the meal, Qu Yanting went to the back garden to take care of the flowers and plants that Zhuang Fanxin had given him when he lived in Wen. Sister Lingling stuffed Lu Wen with a bowl of washed blueberries and pushed him to take the initiative to coax him.
Like a priest holding a candle, Lu Wen held a bowl of blueberries half a meter away and said, "Mr. Qu, eating blueberries is good for your eyes. Would you like some?"
Qu Yanting loosened the soil for a Ouyue plant and said, "Eat it."
Lu Wen grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "Xiaofeng really introduced Xianqi to Su Wang, but the grandson said I'm useless, and he wants to be a brother with Xiaofeng in the future."
"These flowers are not bad. Zhuang Fanxin's mother is a garden designer, and he sends flowers to every house, ha ha."
"Sister Lingling is sleeping here tonight. I asked her to find you a part-time worker. You don't need to contact her. She will go to work immediately after all the training."
"Ah, the moonlight is so beautiful."
After chewing a bowl of blueberries and talking nonsense, Lu Wen went to the flower garden and squatted beside Qu Yanting, and said, "Take care of me, you little idiot!"
Qu Yanting shook her hands, feeling a little nauseous: "Your size forty-six and a half big feet stand up straight like a pillar, so don't be so cute?"
Lu Wen picked up the flower and said, "Then don't be angry with a Zhuzi, okay? Zhuzi...he also has a heart!"
"..." Qu Yanting squeezed the shovel tightly, "He still has money, and spent more than one million yuan to buy a brooch!"
Lu Wen immediately beamed and said: "After all, it is an antique, and a beautiful sister also fell in love with it and kept bidding with me. Unfortunately, there is no pity in Zhuzi's dictionary!"
Qu Yanting's expression was slightly distorted, and the line of his lips was tense and trembling. In the end, he was defeated, laughed, and helplessly inserted the shovel into the soil.
Lu Wen tilted his head to see him smiling, and took the opportunity to return to the topic: "I'm just participating in the audition, whether I can be selected is unknown, maybe it won't be my turn at all."
The smile subsided by more than half, and Qu Yanting asked, "Have you got the script?"
"Get a few scenes." Lu Wen tentatively asked, "Do you want to watch it?"
Qu Yanting shook his head: "Look for yourself."
Lu Wen responded, Qu Yanting has taught him many times in acting, this time he wants to give it a try, whether he can be selected depends entirely on himself? If so, what will be the result of the film.
Lu Wen went back to the building to read the script, and the garden became quiet. Qu Yanting silently planted the flowers, took off her gloves, and sat down on the outdoor sofa with numb legs after squatting for a long time.
The wattage of the small spotlights next to the corridor was not high. Qu Yanting turned on the phone, and his eyes were slightly squinted by the light from the screen. A gust of night wind blew by, and goose bumps appeared on his arms.
Turning to the last letter in the address book, Qu Yanting hung his finger for a moment and pressed the call button.
After five or six rings, it was connected, and Zeng Zhen's voice came out: "Hello?"
Qu Yanting replied: "Teacher, it's me."
"It's rare." Zeng Zhen laughed, "Xiao Ting, how many years has it been since you took the initiative to call me?"
Qu Yanting said, "I don't remember."
Zeng Zhen thought about it on his mobile phone, but it was too long to calculate, so he had to give up and said, "Then what can you do with me?"
Since I said something in the Qingxiao Hall before, there was no communication during this period. Qu Yanting didn't want to go around the corner, and said, "Teacher, I heard that you have started to prepare for the shooting of a new film?"
"That's right," Zeng Zhen seemed to know what he was going to say, "The next step is casting."
Qu Yanting asked, "Why did you find Lu Wen?"
Zeng Zhen replied: "I watched your web drama, and Lu Wen did a good job. He played a supporting role in "Right and Wrong" a while ago, and the director also praised him full of praise. The circle is very optimistic about him, so I suggest casting The director invited him to try it."
There was a drop of foam splashed on the corner of the clothes and dried up. Qu Yanting scratched it with his fingernails and hurt his flesh through the fabric. He asked, "Is there no other reason?"
Zeng Zhen smiled and said, "It sounds like I have some kind of plan."
After a few seconds of silence, Qu Yanting said, "Teacher, you probably wouldn't make fun of a movie."
Zeng Zhen replied: "Of course, it was the hard work of hundreds of people and a huge investment. How could I smash my own brand? Whether Lu Wen can succeed depends on passing the audition."
After finishing speaking, Zeng Zhen sighed, "Your little boyfriend is so nervous."
Qu Yanting curled up his fingers, and his nails stuck in a crease. He took the initiative to make this call, which meant that he couldn't hide it, like a burst balloon. When it burst, there was a moment of fear, and then a breath of relief.
"Let's not talk about that." Zeng Zhen suddenly said, "I also read a little of the script you showed Mr. Wang, how about it, have you considered which director to shoot?"
Qu Yanting replied: "Not yet."
Zeng Zhen said, "I'm looking forward to it."
Qu Yanting sneered: "Teacher likes this book?"
"Do you still remember the "Shadowman" we collaborated with back then?" Zeng Zhen said, ""Hiding" has a bit of that flavor."
The company re-arranged the itinerary to ensure that Lu Wen had enough time to digest the script. A week later, Lu Wen and eight other actors participated in the audition together in the remodeled studio of an old industrial factory on the outskirts of the city.
He saw Zeng Zhen again, and it was different from the time he met in Qingxiaotang, not to mention friendly, Zeng Zhen didn't greet anyone or glance at anyone during the waiting period.
After the machine was debugged, Zeng Zhen raised his head among the "judges" and asked, "How are you getting ready?"
Some of the nine actors nodded, some answered "ready", half of them became silent, and Lu Wen briefly "hmm" and closed the script.
Zeng Zhen said: "Lu Wen, you come first."
Lu Wen heard the sound and left the chair, and walked towards the camera under the gaze of countless eyes in the studio. For some reason, people always have a blank mind before going on stage.
He stood still, did not follow Sun Xiaojian's instruction to greet first, and even bowed, just facing Zeng Zhen's position upright.
A word echoed in my ear.
Seven nights ago, he opened the window in his study, and the terrace in the back garden was below him. He wanted to ask Qu Yanting if he had finished planting flowers, but when he found that the other party was on the phone, he didn't make a sound.
Then, he heard Qu Yanting's voice so cold, before hanging up, he said—"Teacher, "Hiding" will definitely not be the next "Shadowman"."