Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Ning Huanxin immediately nodded hurriedly.
She would be happy to have a place to live in this place. As for other food and clothing, well, she would just stay with the crew for the time being.
Anyway, there are so many people in the crew, and having her as a supporting role is not a big deal, and having her as a supporting role without her is not a big deal either.
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The crew had dinner in the courtyard. Maybe it was because they were about the same age, but Zhang Yan and Ning Huanxin got along very well.
After eating, she took Ning Huanxin to her study.
"Sister Ning, look, this is it."
Zhang Yan opened the door, and Ning Huanxin saw a lot of books at a glance, and many of them were professional books on how to perform.
"Yanzi, do you want to be an actor?"
Actor is a very special profession, because this profession can be filled with all kinds of auras and can make you known to the whole world.
Why did Ning Huanxin come to work as a walk-on when she ran away from home
Of course it's because I am naturally beautiful...
Well, it was because she was desperate, and after being fired from the twenty-seventh store where she worked, she accidentally passed by the gate of Landian Film and Television City—
This film and television city that is bad enough cannot be any worse.
Ning Huan had an idea and took out all the money she had left, did a physical examination, got a temporary actor certificate, and rented a temporary house.
She thought that since she was so beautiful and had been practicing martial arts since she was a child, she would soon be spotted by Bole, who has a keen eye for talents, and then she would be cast as a supporting actress to kill the heroine instantly, and then she would be on the road to stardom.
Making money is not the purpose, the purpose is to let everyone in the world see yourself, so...
My parents who are far away from home will know where I am and take the initiative to take me home.
That's right, she actually... just wanted to go home, but she didn't want to give in, so she came up with a good idea that she thought was perfect and witty.
However, the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is too cruel.
Ning Huanxin has been working as a bit player in the film and television city for two months, and only got two and a half lines.
Talking too much brings tears.
Hey hey hey!
Ning Huanxin put away her thoughts. Instead of playing a small role in the crew, she was now directly transported back to ten years ago by that WeChat mobile phone. This is the most deceiving thing!
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Ning Huanxin was full of worries at this time, but Zhang Yan who was standing beside her heard Ning Huanxin's question and just lowered her head and smiled shyly: "Sister Ning, don't laugh at me. I have read few books and have never learned anything." Professional knowledge, but film crews often come to our town for filming. I really wanted to be an actor, but my mother-in-law refused, so I secretly bought some books and learned slowly by myself, you see."
With that said, Zhang Yan pulled Ning Huanxin to the corner of the study room. She opened the curtains there, and it turned out that there was a full-length mirror hidden under the curtains.
The mirror is clean and bright, and the frame is made of wood. It looks old and simple, with complicated and beautiful patterns carved on it.
"This was given to me by a beautiful sister from the crew who used to live here for filming. I hid it here and honed my acting skills in front of the mirror every time I finished reading."
Speaking of these, Zhang Yan's eyes were shining.
It seems that she really loves acting, but...
Ning Huanxin frowned. She followed the crew to the small hotel. She only saw the proprietress. Didn't she hear that she had a daughter
But counting her age, Zhang Yan may be married ten years later.
With a husband and children, she may have long forgotten her dream of being an actress when she was young.
"Yanzi, your place is very tidy. There's no need to tidy it up. It's enough for me to sleep on the small bed alone. I can also read a book when I don't have to go to the theater. Well, do you mind if I read your book?"
"I don't mind, why would I mind?"
Zhang Yan pulled Ning Huanxin towards the door: "Sister Ning, come with me. I will take you to see my bedroom. There are many books under my bed!"
The two of them walked out of the study while talking, but Zhang Yan forgot to close the curtains in the corner, and the simple and old dressing mirror stood there quietly.
The moment the door closed, there was a faint light in the mirror, which flashed away...