The entertainment industry is a glamorous place, and most of the people outside the circle know that it is full of all kinds of obscenity and snobbery. Many young people are fully aware of what is in this circle, but they still want to dig into it.
The reason is simple, they want to stand in the spotlight, enjoy the envious eyes of everyone, and be sought after by others. There is nothing wrong with it, money and fame are always the first goals pursued by most mortals.
But how many young people who want to be actors really love the profession itself, rather than the material and vanity it brings to people under the spotlight.
Yu Weiguang chose to major in directing at the beginning, and later entered the film industry to make movies. Love is true, and fame and fortune are also true. He hopes that his works can be recognized by the public. Even after he dies many years later, his films are still loved by future generations. remember.
He was not surprised that Song Yan asked this sentence, but he was surprised that he asked this sentence.
If the child chose to be an actor because of fame and fortune, he should have agreed without hesitation when Yu Weiguang first approached him.
Yu Weiguang didn't know the real reason, he only told Song Yan.
"Actor is a profession that pays great attention to innate conditions. This profession can justifiably rely on 'face' to make a living. You already have a good innate talent than most people, but child, you have to enjoy the aura it brings to you , You have to be able to grasp it first, whether you can be successful, how much money you can make, I can’t guarantee it for you yet, it depends on you.”
Over the years, Yu Weiguang has said this sentence to many newcomers who he has personally discovered and given them the opportunity to appear in front of the screen.
Today he repeated this sentence to Wen Li again.
"Only this kid, Ah Yan, really grasped it." Yu Weiguang said, "No matter what his goal was to enter this circle, I am very happy that he has become an actor. He is worthy of my original vision, and he is also worthy of him Own."
When the movie was promoted in China before, it was full of media drafts. Song Yan was not interested and rarely watched it online. At first, Yu Weiguang thought that he had just debuted, and his mental capacity was not strong, so he was afraid of seeing the negative comments on him on the Internet. Bad reviews, after all, no matter how good a movie is, reviews are judged by others, and if there are good reviews, there must be bad reviews.
Later, "Paper Airplane" sold well at the box office and became popular in the entire East Asian film and television industry. It was well received on the Internet, and comments in various languages flooded in. Song Yan didn't care about domestic reviews, so he went over the wall and went to the Internet. The software translates sentences into Chinese characters sentence by sentence.
Yu Weiguang was puzzled, the evaluations of the group of foreign girls on the Internet were similar, and they were not professional film critics, and they didn't know why Song Yan cared so much.
He also teased Song Yan, saying that you are very ambitious, you have just taken a step in such a big domestic market, and you want to develop overseas so soon.
Song Yan said at a loss, but I can't sing or dance.
"At that time, overseas idol groups were very popular, and many children liked them, and they chased after stars like something." At this point, Yu Weiguang curled his lips in disgust, "Girls are fine, a group of boys What does everyone look like with such long hair dyed in colorful colors, luckily I kidnapped him to be an actor."
Faced with Wei Guang's disgust, Wen Li laughed dryly, not daring to say that she was one of the fans of those overseas idol groups when she was a teenager.
With this goal in mind, Pidiandian went overseas to become a trainee.
When I was young, how could I have so many mature thoughts, naive and optimistic, and dared to fight with a lonely courage for that beam of light that I might not be able to grasp.
Eighteen-year-old Song Yan looked like an obedient student, but unexpectedly he also pursued stars.
It's so similar to her hobbies.
Wen Li heard about Song Yan's dark history from Yu Weiguang.
Yu Weiguang spoke in great detail. What Wen Li really wanted to ask was about Tang Jiaren and Song Yan's filming. Before he could say it, Song Yan had already served all the food because they had been outside for too long. The people haven't come back yet, so I went out to look for them.
Song Yan saw his teacher and his wife standing together and didn't know what to say, so he sighed and stepped forward to call for someone.
"The food is served?" Yu Weiguang snorted, "I can't tell you when I recall the past with your wife, Mrs. Yan, let's continue talking to you next time, let's go back."
After listening for a long time, I didn't hear the main point. Wen Li was a little disappointed, but she nodded: "Yeah."
So the three walked back, Yu Weiguang walked in front, Song Yan deliberately slowed down, walked side by side with Wen Li, and asked casually: "What did the teacher tell you?"
Wen Li pursed her lips: "Your dark history."
Song Yan frowned, unable to remember his dark history.
After returning to the private room, the tea tray had been removed, and several dishes had been served, Qiu Ping immediately raised his wine glass, urging the others to make a fuss, and asked Yu Weiguang to punish himself with a drink.
Yu Weiguang drank it readily, and then the men looked at Wen Li again.
It's not that she didn't dare to persuade Wen Li to drink, the key is that her husband is here, so she has to show some face.
Unexpectedly, Wen Li is also very straightforward, she can drink as much as she wants, she knows that this is a kind of entertainment, if she relies on Song Yan, it will make them feel that she is not a good wife of Song, and she is not Song Yan's accompanying family today, Song Yancai It's her accompanying family members, this is her entertainment venue, so she shouldn't hide alcohol.
"Everyone here is my senior, and I very much hope to have the opportunity to cooperate. I will be cheeky and thank you in advance for your support in the future."
She raised her wine glass and smiled generously. Song Yan is here. Anyway, someone will take care of her when she is drunk, so she is not afraid of drinking too much. Her attitude is more straightforward, and the bosses at the table are also happier.
No one would dislike the generous and cheerful beautiful girls on the wine table, a few bosses, who have been in the circle for so many years, have always had a double standard attitude towards women of different identities. The women are naturally different, so they all have a good attitude towards Wen Li, and they don't blindly persuade him to drink, and ask Song Yan to help him drink.
Song Yan wanted to help her drink, but Wen Li pressed his hand.
She whispered to him: "I really want to get this role, so don't help me, let me do it myself."
"Your face is flushed." Song Yan looked at her slightly drunken face, sighed and said, "I'll help you drink a few cups."
Wen Li insisted not to give him a drink.
"Are you stupid? You're a man. Once you don't refuse anyone, don't even think about going home sober today. I'll give you a stomach piercing. I'm a woman. I can still sell cute clothes when I can't drink. Poor, they are embarrassed to let me drink it."
Song Yan was speechless.
It was the first time that a girl could speak so confidently about the rascal behavior at the wine table.
However, the wine table culture is not a traditional virtue. Some people like to persuade people to drink, and some people will show their tricks.
"If I get drunk later, you have to take care of me and serve me. This is your duty as a husband." Wen Li pouted again, glaring at him with sparkling eyes, "If you're all drunk, what do I want you for?" .”
Quite feminist.
Song Yan nodded: "Okay, follow orders."
They were whispering, and other people at the table were urging: "Song Yan, you have to be a little bit responsible if you are a man. Let your wife take the lead and we look down on you."
"Senior, I'm sorry, I'll take the lead." Wen Li laughed twice, and said arrogantly and humorously with a drunken tone, "Today is not Song Yan and Song Yan's wife, but Wen Li and Wen Li's husband , My husband is covered up, and everything comes at me."
Everyone was stunned, Yu Weiguang was the first to laugh out loud.
"A Yan! Why do you want your wife to cover you when you are someone's husband!"
Even Qiu Ping joked, "Your wife wasn't around before, and no one was covering you. Today, your wife is here. How does it feel to be a little man?"
Song Yan couldn't laugh or cry, raised his eyebrows and said, "I enjoyed it a lot."
Everyone laughed.
Qiu Ping raised his glass to Wen Li: "Miss Wen, I'll finish this glass of wine, you can do whatever you want."
Wen Li raised his glass and said in a serious tone, "That won't work, you're not free, and I can't be casual."
Qiu Ping was taken aback for a moment, and the image of aloof and great director who had been depressed since seeing her in Yucheng was finally broken, and he returned to his usual way of getting along with acquaintances and friends, and nodded with a big smile: "Okay, okay, it doesn't matter if you do it or not." Listen to you."
There were laughter and laughter at the wine table, and Song Yan watched his wife socialize with these people on the table confidently and generously, without even needing his appearance.
He came today because he was worried that she would be uncomfortable, but who knows that she doesn't need him at all, his role is to wait until the meal is over and she is done socializing, and he will jump out virtuously, play his role as a husband, and send When the wife goes home, she will wait for her to sober up.
—
The meal took almost three hours.
Director Qiu said to Wen Li before he left: "After two days of audition, take it easy, your usual most natural state is already very similar to Wan Wan."
Wen Li stood at attention and made a salute gesture: "Yes sir!"
Director Qiu hiccupped laughingly: "This is a Republic of China drama, not a gangster movie." Then he patted Song Yan on the shoulder and hiccupped, "Your wife, it's really, really interesting."
As far as Qiu Dao's evaluation is concerned, even if Wen Li failed to win the role of Wan Wan, she must have a better book in the future, and Wen Li's personal charm should give her more consideration.
Whether he can win this role depends on Wen Li herself.
Yu Weiguang still really wanted Mrs. A Yan to get the role, so taking advantage of the gap between Qiu Ping and Song Yan's conversation, he mysteriously pulled Wen Li over and gave her some literal guidance.
"The close-up of the screen is a very real thing. It is not enough to have a face. There is nothing in the eyes, and the audience looks at it as a beautiful piece of wood. Lao Qiu is a director who attaches great importance to eye scenes. When you audition, there is nothing in front of you. Imagine that there is nothing in front of you. There is a person, you love or you hate, in short put the most real emotion into it, don't use any acting skills to fool him."
After finishing speaking, Yu Weiguang laughed triumphantly: "At the beginning, Ah Yan couldn't play with his eyes. It was only when I told him this method that he suddenly realized."
At this time Qiu Ping shouted towards them: "Old Yu! Let's go! The driver is here, if you don't come here, you can take a taxi back by yourself!"
Yu Weiguang replied loudly: "Come here."
The director left, and the car to pick up Song Yan and Wen Li also arrived.
When they came, Ke Bin, Song Yan's agent, sent them here. He waited until Song Yan called him to pick him up, and after thinking about it, he informed Wen Li's agent, Lu Dan, to come along.
Lu Dan thought that the meal was over anyway, and whether it would be up to Wen Li herself, so he came over with Ke Bin and asked her how it turned out.
The two managers just got out of the car and saw Song Yan supporting Wen Li. He was not drunk at all, but Wen Li was visibly drunk.
She also gave the agents a charming smile: "Hi, Sister Bin Gedan."
"... Hi." Ke Bin looked at Song Yan with a look of hell, "What's the matter, your wife is drunk and you are still not drunk? When did you drink so well?"
"I didn't drink much." Song Yan said, "She covers me today."
Ke Bin thought he heard it wrong, but in the next second Wen Li immediately raised his head proudly, snorted, and asked confidently, "I'll cover him! Am I awesome?"
Ke Bin didn't have much dealings with Wen Li, and he didn't know Wen Li's true character, so he looked surprised.
Lu Dan knew his artist too well, so he immediately blew rainbow farts to Wen Li: "Awesome."
Wen Li was satisfied: "Yes."
Lu Dan sighed, and planned to help Song Yan help Wen Li get into the car.
Wen Li closed her eyes tightly, when the phone in her bag rang suddenly, she immediately threw the bag on the ground angrily: "It's so noisy!"
The phone seemed to sense the owner's anger, and it fell silent.
Lu Dan sneered: "This bag is out of print, you just wait until you wake up and you will be heartbroken."
Wen Li also sneered: "I am so rich, how can I be sad for a mere bag."
"..."
Ke Bin, the only one with both hands empty, picked up the bag for Wen Li, but the phone rang again, so he simply handed the bag to Song Yan: "Help your wife answer the phone."
Song Yan asked Ke Bin to help Wen Li, took out the phone from her bag, and looked at the caller ID.
"The Ruthless Capitalist".
He frowned, wondering who this was, he answered the phone uncertainly, and before he could make a sound, the voice over there was so cold that it sounded like an ice knife, and he began to ask: "Wen Li, you're doing well, you dare to wait so long to call me?" catch."
Song Yan recognized her uncle Wen Yan.
He said softly, "I'm Song Yan."
There was silence on the phone for a few seconds, and the tone was still the same as that of ice skates, as if interrogating a prisoner: "I heard from Wen Zheng that you were eating at his restaurant, have you left yet?"
Song Yan: "Let's go."
At this time, Wen Yan's black Bentley had just pulled into the VIP parking lot. The driver turned a corner and happened to see a nanny's car, his niece and son-in-law standing beside the nanny's car, and his drunken man who was almost unsteady. Two more people are needed to support the niece who gets into the car.
"Then what I saw in the parking lot now are your twins?" Wen Yan sneered, "We've known each other for so many years, why didn't I know that Young Master Song has a brother?"
Wen Yan hung up the phone, got out of the car, and walked towards Song Yan.
A man with a paralyzed and cold face in a suit and leather shoes walked towards him. The two managers felt that this man looked familiar, but Ke Bin had a better memory, and murmured: "This is not from the Xingyi Group—"
"You wait for me in the car."
After Song Yan explained, he also walked towards Wen Yan.
The two agents helped Wen Li, who was so drunk that he couldn't even keep his eyes open, into the car, and they also got into the car. They closed the car door and looked at each other.
Lu Dan asked: "It's Mr. Wen from Xingyi Group, right?"
Ke Bin nodded: "Yes, he came to our company to have a meeting with Boss once, I met him."
After confirming the identity of this cold-faced man, the two managers were even more puzzled.
Not long after, Wen Li, who had her eyes closed in the back seat, suddenly woke up, and asked hoarsely, "Where is Song Yan?"
"Are you awake? Mr. Wen from Xingyi Group just came to look for him, and he went to talk to someone."
Wen Li straightened up abruptly, fully awake, with fire in her eyes: "It's fine to attract a woman to like him, even that heartless man likes him!"
"..."
"..."
The two agents said they didn't understand, and Wen Li had already got off the car at this time.
"I'm going to catch him back! This man who doesn't abide by male virtues!"
—
Song Yan got into Wen Yan's car, and as soon as he closed the car door, Wen Yan's words of guilt came to his ears: "You are socializing with Wen Li, and she is drunk like that, but you act like nothing has happened, Young Master Song, you are Take care of my niece like this?"
"She loves me and won't let me drink."
Wen Yan never expected Song Yan to say such a thing, and turned to look at him in disbelief: "She loves you?"
"Um."
"What dream is Young Master Song having?" Wen Yan raised his eyebrows with a sarcasm, "She only makes people worry, but also knows how to love others?"
Song Yan smiled lightly, and said unhurriedly: "Mr. Wen has never been cared about by his niece, so don't be so sure about what you say."
Wen Yan's expression froze.
"You are a man and want my niece to love you, you are ashamed."
"Isn't that how couples are like this? What's so embarrassing." Song Yan paused slightly, and said, "I forgot Mr. Wen, you are single, and you don't understand this, sorry."
"What are you showing off to me?" Wen Yan pursed his lips, and said in a cold voice, "What? Could it be that Young Master Song wants me to congratulate you on keeping the clouds open to see the moon, and finally defeating me, a feudal patriarch who beats mandarin ducks, with true love?"
Song Yan also lowered his voice, and said without any face: "No need, your congratulations are not important to me."
Wen Yan took two deep breaths, and didn't bother to fight this kind of meaningless debate with him again, so he said directly: "I called Wen Li several times before, and asked her to go home for dinner. She has time to socialize, but I don’t have time to go home and have a meal with my family, and now she’s so drunk, I can’t explain it to her, please tell her for me, if she doesn’t go home, she will never come back again.”
Song Yan frowned, and subconsciously explained for Wen Li: "She didn't have time to go back because she was busy with work."
Wen Yan snorted: "Could it be that I still can't afford her?"
"She doesn't need you to support her."
"She doesn't need it, but you do, Young Master Song." Wen Yan chuckled, with a haughty look on his face, and a bit of sarcasm in his eyes, "My father was thinking of his friendship with your father, and he kindly subsidized you to study in the Mainland, but you didn't Knowing how to repay his kindness, he abducted his granddaughter instead."
After finishing speaking, Wen Yan cleaned up the non-existent dust on the cuffs.
My sister died early, and my brother-in-law ignored the two children because of the pain of losing his wife. Wen Li was taken to his grandfather's house, and his grandmother had passed away a long time ago. In this house where all men lived, Wen Li was the only girl. Grandpa doesn't know how to take care of his granddaughter, and Wen Yan and Wen Zheng don't know how to take care of their niece either, they just give what is due, indulgence in material and behavior is barely considered pampering, no one taught her to be gentle, she is full of thorns, arrogant and domineering, her personality And extremely awkward, in all fairness, except for a face, there are flaws everywhere.
Besides family members, who else could tolerate her infinitely like this? Wen Yan didn't think Song Yan had such a temper. He was also born as a young master and was raised by others, so how could he stand Wen Li.
"I don't bother to say anything else. It's a done deal. No matter what the purpose of your marriage with my niece is, take good care of her instead of letting her feel sorry for you—"
As soon as the words were finished, the car door was suddenly opened from the outside, and the driver and the two men in the back seat were shocked.
Just as Wen Yan was about to scold, the people outside the car bent down to look in, and shouted, "Song Yan! You're not here to serve me and come here to whisper to other men!"
Wen Yan's temples jumped out of anger at being called "another man".
"Wen Li!"
"Uncle, you are an old widow king who has been single for more than 30 years. You are useless except for your face. No woman would like you, so you came to covet my man?" Wen Li relied on being drunk and had no awe He beat his uncle's sore spot heartily, and grabbed Song Yan's arm, "Come out quickly, am I not more attractive than this old widow king?"
"Wen Li, your skin is itchy, aren't you?"
"Beat me if you have the ability, if you dare to touch me, I will report and warn you for molesting me!"
Wen Yan was so angry that he almost couldn't stop breathing, and with a stern face on the face of a feudal parent, he reprimanded sharply: "Listen to what nonsense you are talking about!"
"Only you are serious, and you are dead, so you can't find a girlfriend."
Wen Li pulled Song Yan out, slammed the car door, rescued her beauty Song from the hands of the devil uncle, and proudly dragged the beauty to her nanny car.
Back in the car, Wen Li put her arms around Song Yan's waist, as if the king was in the world, with a beauty in her arms, and commanded the manager in the front row domineeringly: "Drive."
Ke Bin responded subconsciously: "Hey."
When the car drove out of the parking lot, Lu Dan couldn't help it, and quietly observed the drunk woman behind through the rearview mirror.
Wen Li is interrogating Song Yan.
"I threw me in the car and ran into someone else's car. What do you want to do? Is this how you are a husband?"
Song Yan replied warmly: "It's just a few words."
Wen Li nodded: "I know, I'm sorry you don't dare to do anything else," then frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "Then what about you and Tang Jiaren?"
Song Yan couldn't keep up with her escaping thinking for a while, from Wen Yan to Tang Jiaren, his tone was blank: "What?"
She looked straight at him, hiccupped first, and then deliberated for a long time, then said to him in an announcing tone: "I'm jealous."
The two managers in the front row stretched their ears unconsciously at the same time.
Song Yan was caught off guard by her blunt words, and stared at her blankly.
Next, Wen Li said to Song Yan with a very arrogant attitude: "But, you can't think that I am being unreasonable, because this is a sign that I like you. If I don't like you, I won't be bothered to be jealous of you, do you understand? ?”
Lu Dan slandered in his heart that her artiste has such a bad temper, knowing that he is making trouble for no reason and still treats him like a uncle, it's really good.
But Song Yan really treated her like an uncle, with smiles in his eyes, he nodded and said, "Well, I understand."
Wen Li hummed in satisfaction, then raised her head arrogantly, and said in an arrogant tone, "You understand, why don't you coax me? I like you not to make you angry with me. Coax me, hurry up."