Reflexively, Li Zhiqing moved half a step closer to the wall, turned around and looked at the door, the corners of his mouth remained the same, but his eyes became alert.
The first person to enter the door was a short-haired woman with a short stature, her eyes were fixed on Li Zhiqing, she tapped her fingers at him a few times very quickly, and she spoke very forcefully: "That's him, he's better than the one in front!"
The woman is the screenwriter of the film crew, and she is not well-known, but the themes of her works are popular, and many of them have been made into movies and TV shows. She is an acquaintance with many small directors, and she is also a cousin of the producer, so she has a lot of weight in the film crew.
"It's all right, let's get involved again." The director felt a headache when he saw her, and when he glanced at Li Zhiqing next to him, his head hurt even more.
Group performances and group performances are called extras in a good way, but in a bad way they are just live props of the crew, which serve as a foil for important actors while enriching the plot.
Most people take it for granted that celebrities are handsome and have good acting skills, but ordinary passers-by who are good-looking and able to act are worth a novelty.
If the other party can change to a mere handsome face, he will make a decision without hesitation for a second. But the problem is that Li Zhiqing's looks are really eye-catching, and his acting skills are even more unsophisticated.
The consequence of using him in a small role is that it is likely to divert the audience's attention away from Cheng Jiarun, who is in the opposite role, and maybe it will cover up the surprise of Cheng Jiarun's cameo, which will make this new TV queen embarrassing.
The entertainment industry was originally a place where relationships overlapped. In the final analysis, I was still afraid of offending the team behind Cheng Jiarun. If the other actors were ordinary group performers, the director would be happy to use Li Zhiqing's face to curry favor with the audience, but if it was Cheng Jiarun, he would rather use a stick of wood.
"Who are you showing this sad face?" The screenwriter didn't think about Cheng Jiarun's troubles for a while, and walked over and smashed the rolled up script on the director's shoulder, "What a nice boy, what are you dissatisfied with?"
The director gave her an angry look, and didn't want to talk to her at all.
The screenwriter immediately stared and wanted to say something, but was grabbed by the assistant director, and reminded him in a low voice: "Cheng Jiarun is on the scene, Cheng Jiarun."
The name "Cheng Jiarun" is like a bucket of cold water that has just been poured from the well, and it directly washes down the words that the screenwriter did not say down the throat. Even if she felt it was a pity, she had to step back and compromise. Before she could sigh, a few people behind walked in.
"That's right, Director Deng, what else are you dissatisfied with?" Cheng Jiarun had already finished her makeup, and when she entered the door, she casually lifted her skirt, her gestures were not artificial.
She doesn't put on airs, and she has a halo behind the scenes, and she gets to know other actors as soon as she arrives on the set.
When Li Zhiqing performed just now, they stood by the other window and did not disturb them. Cheng Jiarun watched together indifferently at first, but he didn't know which point in Li Zhiqing's performance touched her. Cheng Jiarun "slapped" his hand on the window frame, The movement was so sudden that the leading actors next to her couldn't help but stare at her from the corner of their eyes.
They are all good people on the set, everyone can understand the way Cheng Jiarun looks at the young man, obviously he admires that man very much. As for the face-to-face or the acting skills, each has its own idea.
Now that she picked up the words, the few people who knew her well also smiled and chimed in.
Li Zhiqing still had scruples about the previous chill, smiled politely in front of the window, looked at the crowd once, then turned his eyes around the door inadvertently, failing to notice the sight that made him uncomfortable He secretly rubbed the copper coin hanging on his wrist with his fingers, and gradually loosened the tight string.
This copper coin came from Tang Shunshi, and he has been carrying it close to his body since he can remember. It is said that it is a good thing for exorcising evil spirits and suppressing evil spirits. In the past, every time he encountered any serious strange things, he had to respond. Now it falls quietly Look, it doesn't look like something went wrong around.
The doors and windows of this room are wide open, and the wind swirls in from time to time, maybe he is sensitive to the cold wind.
"It's not that the group leader has a substitute, so it's not easy to change." The director pushed the words out half-jokingly, and the assistant director reacted quickly, and followed suit.
Cheng Jiarun naturally knew what the crew was worried about, and smiled nonchalantly: "How can acting be done on a first-come, first-served basis? It's normal for those who are able to go up to those who are average."
"I heard that Sister Cheng was a substitute when she first entered the circle. What's the matter, are you nostalgic and cherishing talents now?"
"I recognize talent, nostalgia can be avoided, and I'm not old." The other party and Cheng Jiarun are in the same company, and they accepted Cheng Jiarun's favor before signing the contract, and the higher-ups also praised him. His arms burst out laughing.
The two bickered one sentence after another, which didn't sound very funny, but others had to pretend to be happy.
It's not that they deliberately made jokes to embarrass them, it's just to give the director team a step down and let them retain people without any burden.
Song Junlin's jaw almost dislocated when he heard that Li Zhiqing was going to stay to act, and then he was happy for him, happily hanging his shoulders: "I said with your face, there is definitely a chance to be on camera!"
"You should be able to stay." Li Zhiqing remembered that he said that he often helped out on set, and became a half-familiar face. "If you are not in a hurry to deliver the food, you can wait for me in front."
"Okay, I'll be your little assistant." Song Junlin promised.
"What assistant, I want you to observe the shooting process carefully." Li Zhiqing looked at him helplessly, and was called to the big dressing room before he could say anything.
Song Junlin was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help laughing twice after understanding the other party's meaning.
He used to do most of his activities in the backyard, and he had no chance and no reason to hang around in the front. He only relied on luck to take a sneak peek at the details of the on-site shooting process, with limited gains. During the chat, he just casually said a pity, but he didn't expect it to be remembered by the other party, which warmed his heart.
When Li Zhiqing went to put on makeup, he acted as a field worker as usual to help out, taking a look around the set, seeing Li Zhiqing coming out of the dressing room, his eyes widened.
Not only Song Junlin, but also the group performers standing in the corridor were also stunned.
The wide-sleeved gown set off his tall and straight figure even more handsome and slender. It seemed that he had added a few hair pieces on his head, and the hair volume increased a lot. After pulling it a little, it slid down the white clothes , the luster texture is a bit better than the fine silk and satin.
Although his facial features are much more three-dimensional than ordinary people, they are not as extreme and deep as Westerners. They have the gentleness and softness unique to Easterners. After the contours are deliberately deepened, the sense of intimacy from life is directly erased. Looking up It cuts off the distance between the cloud and the ground. But he had a smile in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were already raised, which added a little more popularity for no reason, but made people like him even more.
Song Junlin was stuttering at this time: "Daqing, you are so suitable for this appearance."
Li Zhiqing rolled up one sleeve, loosened the braided rope tied with copper coins, and lifted it to the middle of his forearm to fasten it, so as to prevent it from being accidentally exposed when shooting.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled at Song Junlin, who was a little silly. He was about to speak when he found that the other party's expression was suddenly startled, and he looked over his shoulder and looked back.
Li Zhiqing subconsciously turned his head back, before he could see who was coming, the other party had already stepped forward with a smile, put one hand on his shoulder, and handed a few pages in front of him with the other hand. A line, the corners are simply bound, and it looks light: "Li Zhiqing, right, this is your script."
Li Zhiqing was stunned for a moment when he recognized the person, then moved half a step to the side, pulling a small distance away, and at the same time took the script with both hands, thanking him with a smile.
Chen Yipei, the male number one of the crew, would actually come here to give a script to a small supporting role, and not only as an errand, he could even remember the name of the small character.
If it was another ensemble performer, he would have been flattered to be treated like this by the leading actor.
"In the past, I was arranged to lose to other players when I participated in competitions. It happened that Sister Cheng came to be a temporary guest and was bumped into by her at that time. She was the one who spoke for me. Otherwise, I would have been dismissed and had no chance to sign with the company." Chen Yipei withdrew her hand Said, "We have all been helped by Sister Cheng, and the experience is quite similar."
Li Zhiqing didn't talk to him, just looked at him and smiled.
"Your appearance is so good, we may meet again in the future, let's get to know each other first, my name is Chen Yipei." Before Li Zhiqing could speak, Chen Yipei reported his age again, "I should be older than you, right? How much younger are you?" age?"
This question is so straightforward that Li Zhiqing cannot avoid it: "Four years old."
"You are so close to me, really." Chen Yipei grinned, "What is your zodiac sign? We must be very close."
"Sorry, I don't pay much attention to constellations."
"Then when is your birthday? Let me help you find out."
Li Zhiqing had reservations about people who didn't know him well, he looked to the side for a while and pretended to think, and apologized after a while: "I seldom celebrate birthdays, I can't remember clearly."
Disappointment just appeared on Chen Yipei's face, and Song Junlin, who had been standing quietly by the side, suddenly reminded: "The ninth day of last month! I remember it clearly."
Li Zhiqing looked at the confident Song Junlin, feeling helpless.
"No way, the same day as me?" Chen Yipei was more surprised than happy, "What time? Could it be the same as me?"
Li Zhiqing immediately shook his head: "This is not clear."
Chen Yipei wanted to ask again, but unfortunately someone called him in the distance, so he could only swallow the question, and told Li Zhiqing to read the script and memorize his lines, and hurried to the other end of the corridor.
"Don't you even know what time you were born? Didn't you tell your fortune when you were young?" Song Junlin pulled back his eyes from Chen Yipei's back, looked at Li Zhiqing and said, "This thing is related to the horoscope, it's quite mysterious , next time you ask your family."
Li Zhiqing sighed, and patted Song Junlin's back vigorously, completely overwhelmed by his rough nerves.
Of course he knew about the horoscope of his birth date, and it was precisely because he knew this that he was unwilling to answer questions about the date of birth or even the time of birth. The reason he was able to talk frankly with Song Junlin was because Song Junlin had been passed by Tang Shunshi, and others could not help him to be on guard. When encountering a knowledgeable person with bad intentions, who knows what will be done.
Thinking of this, Li Zhiqing was startled, turned to Song Junlin to borrow the phone, opened the browser, entered Chen Yipei's name in the search box, and clicked on his encyclopedia information.
Song Junlin tilted his head to look at it, and asked "Huh?" in confusion: "His birthday is at the beginning of the year, how can he say it's the same day as yours? He's obviously five years older than you later!"
The voice fell, and a loud reminder to start work came from the shooting scene.
The corners of Li Zhiqing's mouth were bent, and the blocky light from the screen was reflected in the fundus of his eyes, making his pupils extraordinarily radiant and transparent.
As for the warm and soft smile that was always lingering before, it has disappeared without a trace.
The author has something to say: The old dragon god stood up like a big brother: someone wants to do something.
The fan grabbed the script: You can't wait until you appear on stage!
The old dragon god walked out with a murderous look.
Fanzi: Your daughter-in-law told you to wait and he still has to film!
The old dragon god quickly turned around and sat back: Oh.