Zeng Xingke is not yet twenty years old this year, so is this his belated rebellious period
Fu Zhen straightened his face, and said to Zeng Xingke: "Zeng Xingke, if I were you, I would never come here again today to make fun of myself, what do you want to say to me now, do you want to continue playing this role? But your performance yesterday tells me that you don’t think so.” Fu Zhen paused, and continued, “Whether your uncle is Luo Shusheng or someone else, these don’t mean anything to me. What I’m talking about now What I understand is that you are not suitable for my crew."
Fu Zhen's words sounded a little harsh to Zeng Xingke, but he was still not reconciled, and asked Fu Zhen: "Gao Tian's acting skills are also very poor, you already use her, why not use me?"
It can be seen from this point that Zeng Xingke is still a relatively competitive person. I can act if I don’t want to, but you can’t do without me.
"Gao Tian's acting skills are very poor, but she works hard and has the determination to improve herself. Before she came to the crew, she had memorized her lines by heart. Every movement made by Mr. Zhou Wenliang, she put her heart into it. Copy it down, and often contact Teacher Luo Pingping, asking her about the psychology of the characters you play, can you do this?"
Zeng Xingke stood where he was and didn't respond.
"Let's go, this crew is not suitable for you." Fu Zhen said.
Zeng Xingke felt that everyone in the crew seemed to be watching his jokes, and he really couldn't stay any longer. When he went back, he asked his uncle to make a horror movie as well, and promised to trample their little crew under their feet. friction.
Zeng Xingke turned around and left the crew with his assistant, Fu Zhen shook his head, packed up the pile of things in front of the monitor, and prepared to go to rest.
Wei Dechi walked over with a box of lunch, and said to Fu Zhen, "He looked like a villain just now, in a panic?"
Fu Zhen turned to look at Wei Dechi, and asked him, "Are there any villains in our movie?"
Wei Dechi laughed: "The villain is that kind of thing, you know."
Fu Zhen nodded: "Understood."
Not long after Fu Zhen's words fell, there was a noise not far away. When he looked up, he found that Zeng Xing, who had left just now, had returned for some reason.
"Why are you back?" Fu Zhen asked him.
"I can."
Fu Zhen didn't understand. "What?"
Zeng Xingke said: "If Gao Tian can do it, I can do it too."
"You mean, you still want to stay in this crew?"
"yes."
Fu Zhen had a headache. Zeng Xingke's performance yesterday was completely careless, and he couldn't tell if he had any talent for acting. If he couldn't even imitate Gao Tian, it would probably delay the progress of the entire crew and delay the performance. One day is burning one day's money.
"I'll invest in your crew," Zeng Xingke thought for a while, then opened his hand to Fu Zhen, "Five million."
Fu Zhen hesitated, and nodded after a long while, "Then try again, I'm ugly, if you are still like last night, even if you invest 50 million, you have to leave the crew."
"Understood." Zeng Xingke responded.
The manager soon received another call from Zeng Xingke. Zeng Xingke muttered on the phone for a long time before saying to the manager, "Well, come back."
Agent: "Huh?"
Zeng Xingke yelled, "I'll bring you back! Double your salary."
The agent laughed. To be honest, it was not the first time he was fired by Zeng Xingke. The salary he had saved from working in the past few years was almost enough to buy a house in Pinghai City, but now he received this call Not particularly happy, he asked Zeng Xingke: "Is your character dirty?"
Zeng Xingke also said proudly: "Not yet, I said I invested five million in their crew, and the director just kept me."
"Then you can act well." The agent told Zeng Xingke to say.
The manager thinks that Zeng Xing is too cheap. He is almost 20 and still acts like a child. He is influenced by his own emotions. He always refuses to listen to him when he talks about the pros and cons. He has to give him a whip to find out. This thing is good or bad.
Since that day, Zeng Xingke has indeed changed, at least his attitude has shown that he will come to the set regardless of whether there is any play for him that day, and he has never been late again.
And he began to recite his lines like an ordinary actor, but when he picked up his own script, he found a major problem. He ran to Wei Dechi and asked, "Why are my lines missing again?"
Wei Dechi glanced at Zeng Xingke and said to him, "Let me take it easy."
Zeng Xing knew that Wei Dechi must have told Fu Zhen that he wanted to add a play. It's bad, so I didn't dare to mention the drama with Fu Zhen, so I could only run to the corner with the script and sulk.
Wei Dechi looked at Zeng Xingke's leaving back and laughed. The kid's temper is much better than the first two days.
"Do you really want to use him?" Wei Dechi asked Fu Zhen.
Fu Zhen sighed lightly, not knowing how to explain his overflowing fatherly heart to Wei Dechi, glanced at Zeng Xingke who was sitting on the ponytail to learn from Zhou Wenliang and Jiang Ying, and said to Wei Dechi: "First Let’s have a look, if it doesn’t work, let’s replace it with another one, but now it’s necessary to save unnecessary expenses, and people still need to invest.”
Wei Dechi clicked his tongue: "It's really not possible, I will share my salary with you."
"That's so embarrassing," Fu Zhen moved a little closer to Wei Dechi's direction, and asked him in a low voice, "How much can I give?"
"Go away, how much have you earned, and you still want to deduct money from me!"
Fu Zhen laughed and picked up the walkie-talkie: "The actors are all in place, all departments are ready, and the next shot will be taken immediately."
Zhou Wenliang seemed to have returned to his boyhood in an instant. At that time, his mother had not passed away, and he was wearing exquisite makeup every day and wearing various styles and colors of cheongsam. It seemed that he was always shrouded in mist and rain in this place. Walking through the small town, he pushed open the door in front of him, and his dead mother really appeared in front of him, calling his name affectionately, and finally led him back home with the luggage in his hand.
…
All the bed curtains in the room were tightly drawn, and no light came in. Zhou Wenliang felt a pair of cold hands caressing his face. He opened his eyes and found his mother standing beside his bed, At this time, there was a rustling sound under his bed, and he seemed to hear someone under the bed calling his baby name, it was his mother's voice, telling him to leave this place.
And is this person standing by the bed really his mother
…
It was time for Zeng Xingke to play in the next play. Zeng Xingke brought several teachers to teach him the play all day long. Although his performance today was not very good, it was at least passing the mark.
"Don't you have a good brain? Why didn't you recite your lines before?" Fu Zhen asked him strangely.
Zeng Xingke said logically: "That's how it came about in other crews. Anyway, there is dubbing in the later stage."
"You have such a nice voice, don't you feel bad about dubbing?" Fu Zhen asked him.
Zeng Xingke blushed after hearing this, which is really a strange thing, and Fu Zhen found that in the following shots, Zeng Xingke's lines became more and more sonorous and full of emotion.
After shooting a scene, Fu Zhen took the script and glanced at it, and when he looked up, he found Jiang Hengshu walking towards him.
Fu Zhen looked around, pointed to the chair beside him, asked Jiang Hengshu to sit down, and asked him, "Why are you here?"
"I got off work early today, so I came to see you."
Fu Zhen took a look at the sky. Their crew had almost finished filming the daytime scenes, and they might have to work day and night upside down in the future. "I'm going to shoot some nighttime scenes today, and I'm afraid I won't be able to go home until later."
"It's okay, I'll be with you." Jiang Hengshu said with a smile.
"By the way, what about Coco?"
Zeng Xingke wanted to come over to ask Fu Zhen what he thought of his acting skills after filming the scene just now, but as soon as he came over, he heard Fu Zhen's name "cocoa". Although it was strange why Fu Zhen called himself so intimately, he still responded. He said, "I'm here."
Fu Zhen squinted at him: "Recite your lines."
Jiang Hengshu couldn't help chuckling, and said to Fu Zhen, "Send it home."
Zeng Xingke let out an oh, walked to the side of the pony and sat down with some disappointment, who is this? Just now I called someone Keke, if you say turn your back on it, turn your back on it.
Zeng Xingke can also be regarded as a qualified gossip boy. He pays close attention to the news on the Internet, including the ambiguous relationship between Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu. He knows that both of them have lovers, but at this moment Zeng Xingke is in Something different was seen in it.
Under the yellow light, Fu Zhen poked his head towards Jiang Hengshu. The two of them seemed to be whispering. To be honest, no matter how he looked at it, Zeng Xing felt that the relationship between these two people was not like a pure brotherhood.
Wei Dechi came over and patted Zeng Xingke on the shoulder: "Hey, your script has been taken down."
Zeng Xingke was so startled that he almost fell off the saddle.
After filming the evening scene, Jiang Hengshu took Fu Zhen home. Zeng Xingke looked at the back of them leaving together, and felt that Schrödinger's straight-male relationship might have a conclusion.
When returning home, Fu Zhen took out a thick envelope from the express cabinet.
"What is it?" Jiang Hengshu asked him.
Fu Zhen shook his head: "I don't know."
He tore open the envelope in his hand, took out all the contents, and found that inside was a stack of photos, all of which were of him and Jiang Hengshu together. They went to Chen Lao's golden wedding banquet, and went to a hot pot restaurant for dinner. Take a walk in the Botanic Gardens…
Jiang Hengshu's eyes flicked over the photos one by one, and asked, "What are you doing sending this thing here?"
And the photos are not very private, many of them have been posted online by paparazzi.
Fu Zhen thought about it, and said to Jiang Hengshu, "Maybe it was left for us as a souvenir?"
If Zhang Zhenmeng knew that the ambiguous photos of Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu that she worked so hard to pick out would be kept by Fu Zhen as a commemorative album, she would be very depressed to death.