It was close to twelve o'clock in the "Superstar on Studio" recording camp. Everything was quiet, but a few buildings were still brightly lit.
Some staff stayed up late to catch up on work, and some students were too excited to sleep.
Xue Xiao walked in the deserted corridor and opened WeChat on her mobile phone to read the messages she had received all day long.
In the "Just do it, do it, do it, that's it." In the group, a group of people started asking him if he had finished recording at 4 or 5 pm, and by now they were already discussing late night snacks.
Several brothers made an appointment at a barbecue stall and lamented in the group: "I can't sleep."
"I don't know if there will be a second season of Superstars on the Studio. If so, I will give it a try when the time comes and make my resume more beautiful."
“This year I will also try to perform some more classic supporting roles.”
The "classic bit player" caused laughter in the group.
Some people joked that you are just a supporting actor and still want to be a classic. Others said that if you can take on a supporting role that runs through several episodes, then you still have a chance to leave a deep impression on the audience.
Xue Xiao raised his hand without looking back: "Thank you for the reminder."
There are guitars and electronic keyboards in the corner of the camera, and more of the picture is occupied by the starry sky.
Fan Xue was wearing the same outfit he had during the day, and had not yet taken off his makeup. He seemed to have no intention of taking a rest. He was holding his mobile phone to his ear and walking towards here, as if he was going to the stairwell to make a call.
No, not really.
Xue Xiao's mood was a little complicated.
After talking about it, in the end, it is the common voice.
Relatives and neighbors who don’t say that Xue Xiao is a child who has made people worry-free since childhood, and who doesn’t envy the old Xue family
Because of this, when Xue Xiao suddenly said that he wanted to act and try to become an actor, his parents were shocked and the family was in a state of uproar.
He moved his fingers and stood out in the group. The group, which had been gradually becoming depressed, suddenly became lively.
Then he raised his head and paused slightly.
Of course, the old Xue family has always been harmonious. The day Xue Xiao stepped out of his hometown, he and his parents had reached a reconciliation, although his father still had a bad face... Xue Xiao laughed.
You have to work hard enough to be worthy of your parents and yourself.
After graduating from the Chinese Department of Wencheng University, becoming a primary school teacher was overkill, but it was a stable and decent job.
This is the middle section of the dormitory building, with a stairwell.
Xue Xiao thought so, lowered his hand, and put the phone into his trouser pocket.
Seeing these friends cheering up, Xue Xiao pursed his lips and smiled.
Xue Xiao recalled the question that the program team asked him in the preparation room just now.
Then Xue Xiao looked at the portraits of his parents.
The first message was a photo of him wearing a black mask and short woolen curly hair that was messy in the wind, gesticulating with the camera.
As for Xue Xiao himself, he has indeed never been that out of the ordinary.
He felt that there was always another self hidden in his body. He once tried to pretend that that self did not exist, like a chicken hiding in a thin egg shell, living with his eyes closed.
There are many people waiting for the light to come in the middle of the night.
He said hello angrily: "Hey, I just came back now."
Seeing Xue Xiao, Fan Xue's steps stagnated, and his expression became very colorful in an instant.
But his choice really made his parents feel at ease.
This buddy of his is not like ordinary frivolous teenagers. He maintains a good health. He always says that the body is the capital of revolution. As long as there is nothing important, he goes to bed on time at ten o'clock every night.
Xue Xiao glanced at him, not wanting to say anything to him, and walked around him as soon as he turned around.
After exiting the group, Xue Xiao noticed that Ye Xingxing also sent two messages at 8:30 in the evening.
Xue Xiao: "Very good, we will start rehearsing the first play tomorrow!"
Fan Xue: “…”
I want to act, I want to have more roles and more opportunities.
—When he chose to become a teacher after graduating from college, was he complying with his parents’ wishes
He turned around and sneered: "There is rehearsal tomorrow morning, but don't forget to oversleep, classmate Xue."
Xue Xiao will eventually have to face another self.
After waiting, there was no response from the other party. Xue Xiaowu laughed to himself and closed the dialog box.
Since the two encouraging WeChat messages came in the morning, there has been no updated news.
But, it doesn’t feel inconsistent.
"I just finished practicing singing with my brothers. How was your recording over there?"
But the hatched chicks will eventually break out of their shells.
"Superstar on Studio" makes an exception and opens the stage to these unknown little transparents. However, there are too few such programs, and there are too few people who can set foot on such a stage.
Seeing Xue Xiao turning a corner and disappearing, Fan Xue's face sank.
Fan Xue choked and cursed in a low voice.
He took two steps forward, opened the door to the stairwell and walked in.
The phone call had already been connected, and the manager said "hello" several times on the other end. Fan Xue frowned and said, "You haven't contacted Mr. Lu yet?"
"No, you can't get in touch, so he still answers my phone?" The agent sighed and said, "Don't be too impatient, it will make people less like you."
Fan Xue almost yelled, but this was not his place after all. He tried to suppress his anger and said: "Don't be too hasty? How many times have I contacted him this month? If I hadn't urged him before, he would have even killed me by a little dragon. He didn’t even bother to deal with the bullying! In the end, he only managed one end. That Xue Xiao actually came to participate in this show. Did he tell the show team?”
"You also know that he is just a bit player? Why do you put all your efforts on a mere bit player? Who is he? When we knew the list of students, the list had already been in the hands of the leader Guantian. We don't even think about it. How could Mr. Lu owe a favor to Leader Guan Tian just to help you deal with a minor role?" The manager felt puzzled, "You are like this because you are usually too busy. Why don't you use this time for acting?"
Fan Xue said in a deep voice: "Are you going to educate me now?"
"Okay, okay, let's get down to business."
Fan Xue held it in and said irritably: "You asked me to choose a topical role in the first round. I chose Shen Tingyan's play and the roles he has played."
Having said this, he raised his hand and gnawed on his nails, feeling a little anxious: "But this role is quite difficult. I don't think I can play it."
The calmness in the studio before was all fake, and the provocation when facing Xue Xiao was forced by the fire in his heart. In fact, he had no idea at all.
"I don't know what your acting skills are? Don't worry, if I let you choose, just feel free to act. In the first round, topicality is the most important. If your acting is really bad, we will go for a comeback character. As long as You can follow the teacher's lead and choose some roles that are more suitable for you. The wider the gap between the front and back, the more distinct the character will be. I have already confirmed the intention with the program director Zhang, and he will help you. A teacher can too."
"Also, I will take care of some things. There is no need to trouble Mr. Lu," the agent sighed again, "But I have to make it clear to you, I am not doing this because of Xue Xiao Zhang Xiao, but because of this Show, this show is your springboard. We must make good use of this opportunity. Do you understand? If you understand, then rehearse well and don’t think about anything else!”
Fan Xue's heart moved: "Brother, you..."
The manager laughed: "No matter who is in the other group, I wouldn't have let any of them step on you in this show."
*
At seven o'clock the next morning, the entire camp slowly woke up.
In the first round of the competition, the four instructors will not participate in the students' play rehearsals, but the program team still arranged some acting teachers for them.
Chang Yun was still brushing his teeth and walked out of the toilet with his mobile phone in hand. He said vaguely: "I just received a notice from the program team. Our group and the group that crashed the car will go to Classroom 501 in Building 3. How about you."
Gu Ling, who is in the same dormitory, also received a text message: "I am at 304."
Xue Xiao and Zhao Dong have not received the notification yet.
After the four people washed up, they went upstairs to have breakfast with the four people from Jin Xiaochen's dormitory next door, where they met Jiang Lianlian. Chang Yun received the meeting time of 7:40, and the time was very tight. He hurriedly left after only two mouthfuls. Ten minutes later, Gu Ling and Jiang Lianlian also left the table.
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people in the cafeteria, Zhao Dong wondered: "Why hasn't there been any news from our team?"
Jin Xiaochen said: "I see that some of the groups that crashed shared a classroom and a teacher. Could we be in the same room as Fan Xue and the others?"
Zhao Dong stretched his neck and looked: "I didn't see them. Have they been to the canteen today?"
Seeing that the time had reached eight o'clock, Xue Xiao frowned and asked the program team member on WeChat but received no reply, so he stood up and said: "The rehearsal classroom seems to be arranged in Building 3, let's go first Let’s go over there and have a look.”
Building 3 is very large, with ten classrooms on each floor.
The three of them had no clue, and there weren't many students' WeChat messages added to their phones. Everyone was busy at the moment, and they couldn't get any response after asking several questions, so they could only go from classroom to classroom.
Many groups have already started rehearsing, and each group has a camera teacher following them. They are the only ones with nothing. Jin Xiaochen can't help but worry: "Did the program team forget the three of us?"
Xue Xiao took a breath and looked at the time. It was almost half past eight.
He took the lead and ran up to the third floor, where he bumped into Gu Ling, who was holding a mobile phone and filming a video.
Gu Ling held the phone steadily and said unexpectedly: "You... are looking for a classroom? Haven't you received the notification yet?"
He looked behind the three of them: "Aren't you following the cameraman?"
"No," Xue Xiao shook his head, calmed his breathing, and was a little surprised, "Aren't you rehearsing?"
"I have the same teacher as another student of the solo drama. The teacher will show him the show first, and I will come out and shoot some vlogs first," Gu Ling thought about it and reminded, "Fan Xue and the others seem to be on the fourth floor. You guys You can go up and ask."
Xue Xiao thanked her hurriedly and was about to turn around and continue going upstairs when Gu Ling followed him and said, "Let's add him on WeChat later. I was already asleep when you came back yesterday, so you didn't add me."
Xue Xiao agreed: "Okay, let's pay our respects first."
He, Zhao Dong, and Jin Xiaochen ran straight to the fourth floor.
When they were approaching the gate of 402, a cameraman finally rushed out from nowhere and followed them.
The three of them were panting and holding their knees to wipe the sweat. As soon as the teacher in Classroom 402 saw them, he put his hands on his hips, frowned and criticized: "Are you from the other group of "Mantis"? The time I set is It’s half past seven, it’s already 8:40, and you’re more than an hour late!”
Jin Xiaochen explained: "Teacher, none of the three of us received the notification text message."
"If you didn't receive the text message, wouldn't you take the initiative to ask the people in the program team? Why have you delayed it until now?!" The teacher frowned even more tightly, "Come in quickly, the other group is already halfway lined up."
The three members of the Fanxue team all had scripts in their hands.
They drank water and sweated a lot. When they saw Xue Xiao and the other three being criticized, they all remained silent.
Jin Xiaochen was about to say something else, but Zhao Dong pulled him and gave him a look.
Jin Xiaochen's lips pressed into a tight line.
Xue Xiao's eyes swept over Fan Xue.
The latter didn't even look at him, screwed on the cap of the mineral water bottle, and started reading the script. The teacher came over, distributed the script to the three of them, and said, "Read the script first."
“In the first round of the competition, the time for single-player plays was limited to about three minutes, while the time for double-player and three-player plays was five to eight minutes. The entire plot must be adapted, and it will not be exactly the same as the original work. "
"You three, just watch from the side first. I'll come back to you after I've finished arranging for the other group."
The teacher pointed at them with his finger and walked towards the Fan study group.
Jin Xiaochen looked depressed and was pulled aside by Zhao Dong.
The three people sat on the floor.
Jin Xiaochen whispered: "It's not like we were late on purpose."
Zhao Dong frowned and said, "Stop talking."
According to the program rules, they had to put on the microphone and turn it on as soon as they got up.
In addition to the two groups of photographers, this classroom also has fixed cameras, just like in their dormitory.
Their every move is under the camera and every word is muffled. In this case, complaining is not a good thing.
It's not that Zhao Dong is weak by nature, but that he is too aware of the power of the camera on a person, and he is protecting Jin Xiaochen.
Xue Xiao didn't say anything.
He withdrew his gaze, quickly opened the script in his hand, turned to the two of them and said, "Let's see which plot the program team chose first."
The soft and calm voice brought the two of them back to their thoughts.
Zhao Dong and Jin Xiaochen quickly opened the thin script.
Not unexpected—
Zhao Dong sighed: "It is indeed this section."
This is the scene near the end of the movie "Mantis".
A series of murder cases occurred in City A. The committing methods were consistent, brutal and bloody. After a fast-paced investigation and criminal profiling, the police determined that the perpetrator of this series of cases, the perverted serial murderer, was a very bold, like-minded person. A young man who provoked the police and was good at disguise, aged between twenty-five and twenty-eight.
His challenge to the front line of life and death will produce a sense of joy that is almost xing.gao.chao, which may even prompt him to approach the police personally and dance on the edge of the cliff.
During this period of large-scale surveillance, the police had just initially identified a suspect. Just before dispatching, they received news that the suspect probably knew that his identity had been exposed. He kidnapped a person and moved him to an abandoned construction site. In an unfinished building, it seems that he intends to kill one last person before being arrested.
Police cars quickly surrounded the unfinished building. Li Xueming, the leader of the investigation team, led the team to interrupt the suspect's criminal activities, but failed to stop the suspect from jumping off the building to commit suicide in panic and collapse.
—After a month of painstaking investigation, trying to find an explanation for all the tortured souls, the perpetrator left a whole city bloody and simply died? !
Everyone is annoyed.
But at this moment, Li Xueming suddenly realized that this panic and collapse of suicide by jumping off the building did not fit the police's criminal profile of the serial murderer.
Not far away, reporter Zhang Yang, who had arbitrarily infiltrated the police operation through his own clues and reasoning analysis, was loosening the rope of the kidnapped person.
The kidnapped person was a gangster, Chen Tao, whom Li Xueming and Zhang Yang met while tracking this series of murders.
The play begins here.
Jin Xiaochen became excited when he saw the script and forgot about his unhappiness: "It's so handsome, so handsome! When I first watched this movie, I thought Teacher Shen's role as a murderer was so amazing. I got goosebumps in the cinema!”
Zhao Dong joked: "Then why did you choose the role of Li Xueming?"
Jin Xiaochen said coquettishly: "Isn't it that Chen Tao's role is too difficult to play? I also have to have some AC skills, right? A fan like Xue Xiao didn't choose the role of Teacher Shen."
Xue Xiao said honestly: "I'm still not quite suitable for the role of Chen Tao, but I can be the reporter."
Zhao Dong nodded and said: "The original character Zhang Yang was thirty-three years old. You are a little younger, but this adjustment is not a big problem."
While talking, the three of them looked at the Fan Study Group in the middle of the classroom.
The three of them are all contracted artists, and the most confused one has also acted in several costume TV series.
The teacher was looking for roles for them and helping them find the feeling of the role, but it was a little difficult for the three of them.
The teacher wiped his sweat and said: "Your time is actually only the whole day today and the whole day tomorrow. You will have to go to the live rehearsal tomorrow night, so seize the time to get used to it. Got it?"
The three people responded: "Got it!"
"Okay," the teacher turned around and waved to Xue Xiao and the others, "Come here."
"I need to adjust your group's acting style. Otherwise, the two groups' acting styles will be exactly the same, and the audience will get tired easily."
Hearing this, Xue Xiao paused and looked at each other with Zhao Dong and Jin Xiaochen.
(End of chapter)