Chapter 173:

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Try to love me more than half! Xi Mei's performance from the cold was so wrong, as if it was not his cousin who died, but him.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, director. I have a little blood sugar today." Mei Zihan repeatedly apologized.
Mei Zihan's image was very good before. There has never been any situation where early departures and big names don't match. Now it looks really bad for him, and the director is embarrassed to blame him.
After all, their crew did catch up, and the work intensity was not small.
"Then you take a break first, let's do the movie in the house." The director waved his hand and motioned to Mei Zihan to stop first.
Mei Zihan thanked again and again, sitting beside the script.
He ... he regretted it.
It shouldn't have been promised so fast yesterday.
The speed of Zhang's screenwriters is quite fast. It is said that the speed is over 10,000, but in a night, the revised scripts are delivered to Mei Zihan.
Seeing these thunderous lines, Mei Zihan couldn't help but remember the things he promised Jiang Ying.
To be honest, it's still a bit unreal, like a dream.
The co-resident university teacher boyfriend has suddenly become a professional in the entertainment industry, as if it is unreliable to be the principal at the same table who usually mingles with himself!
However, this is true.
Mei Zihan estimated that she might have to buy a lottery ticket, maybe she would become the first star to be searched for because she won 5 million.
But before Mei Zihan deceived himself, a picture soon appeared on his WeChat.
It was white radish with water, and it was accompanied by a sentence "Do you like radish sticks or radish slices?"
Do not! !! !! !!
What he hated most in his life was white radish.
Ginger must be paired with garlic: I have a good memory ^ _ ^, I am also very democratic, white radish is very cheap recently, how about we eat last month?
Will die!
Mei Zihan couldn't imagine the dark life of white radish for a month.
He soon showed his loyalty on WeChat.
Garlic-stained plum: I will definitely bring the script back to OJZ today, and I will never forget it again.
Ginger must be served with garlic: Well, today I have chicken stew with mushrooms ~
Garlic-stained plum: saliva [figure] [figure] [figure]
Closing the phone, Mei Zihan wiped her face, and while she hated her instability, she also lamented her luck.
"Xiaomeizi, your face is so bad, you just don't want to be a couple with me?" After Wang Xiaoman filmed a scene, he saw Mei Zihan still frowning and couldn't help laughing at it.
"It's a blessing to be able to act as a couple with your sister, Xiao Man, but I don't know how envious my brother-in-law is!" Mei Zihan laughed, and the desire to speak in his heart was like the rising tide. Come, "It's a business at home."
"Your Mr. Tian Luo?"
"Yes." Mei Zihan sighed. "He wants to see the TV script I played."
"What's this?" Wang Xiaoman laughed. "It's like finding an outsider to be a lover. Our circle is very mysterious to them, and it's normal to want to know something. Your brother-in-law was anxious to memorize the script I played. Then! "
"But he is a college Chinese teacher." And he also took three bling heavyweight academic, diploma, certificate, books, "Sister Xiaoman, where can I show him such a script?"
"The TV show was shown to people." Wang Xiaoman was also a bit embarrassed. They really do n’t have much face when they talk about such a show. "Is he going to break up with you because of such a thing? Xiaomei, sister and you said As a matter of mind, the more you don't show Mr. Tian Luo from your house, the more curious he becomes. After watching it once, he will not be interested. "
Wang Xiaoman patted his shoulder. "It's a knife to reach out and a knife to shrink your head. Hurry up."
If only that was the case.
Mei Zihan wanted to refute, but still stopped and said nothing.
Forget it, can you hide it for a while or not? Isn't it just a script?
After figuring this out, the next few scenes of Mei Mei have played well, and the director did not catch him.
At the end of the night it was eight or nine. Mei Zihan stood outside the door, did a good job of psychological construction, opened the door and went in.
As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a seductive fragrance.
The chicken stew with mushrooms in the kitchen exudes an amazing aroma, and the plum that suddenly hooks from the maggots in Han's belly.
He has thought about it more than once. If Jiang Ying is not a university teacher and runs a private restaurant, his business will be booming.
"You came back a little late today, but I estimated that the cooking time was slightly delayed. You wash and eat again." Jiang Ying stepped out of the kitchen and looked up and down Mei Zihan.
"I see." Mei Zihan performed a day of war drama, sweating heavily and smelling a little bad.
He went into the bathroom with a brain, and bit his teeth, "My script is on the sofa, you can look at it." After that, he opened the shower to the maximum, and the sound of the flowing water covered everything, but Mei Zihan still felt his heart beating.
Jiang Ying looked at the script on the sofa, it was just the most ordinary paper, and the binding was very casual. There were no notes on it. The cover was clearly written with the four characters "Li Jia Widow".
It turned out that Mei Zihan performed a life drama?
Jiang Ying had a bottom in his heart, but he became infinitely curious.
In fact, he is very interested in life drama, which is also a very challenging job.
Life dramas are not the same as those fairy dramas. No one has ever seen a fairy ghost, everything is fictitious, then you can just play and write as a director, and the actor will not be too demanding. After all, no one has seen a fairy, after all, it ca n’t be said that they acted wrong .
But life dramas are different.
Everyone is an ordinary citizen. If the actors perform poorly, they can tell at a glance, and the profession of actors is a short distance from "parents." It is not easy to perform well.
At least a few young actors in the new generation really haven't performed well in life dramas.
Jiang Ying opened the script of the first episode and watched it silently.
Mei Zihan took this bath for half an hour.
In half an hour, it's almost enough for Jiang Ying to watch a few episodes.
Mei Zihan got dressed and came out, filled herself with a bowl of soup, drank it, and moved step by step to Jiang Ying.
A beauty is a beauty, and Jiang Ying's look on the sofa reading a book is extremely pleasing to the eye, as if he is not watching a Tian Lei's rolling script, but some world famous book.
Jiang Ying suddenly closed the script and looked up at Mei Zihan.
Mei Zihan shuddered in his heart, secretly fortunately that he had just swallowed the chicken soup, otherwise he would have been frightened.
"It's not easy for you." Jiang Ying sighed without a thought.
When Mei Zihan heard this, her tears almost fell.
In different eras, the standards of discrimination are different.
Are those so-called big productions better than these so-called "thunder shows"?
No, not necessarily.
There are many movies and TVs on the market that don't even tell the most common stories, but they wrap the kernel with exquisite packaging, so that people won't discover it so soon.
After finishing her own words, Mei Zihan approached the registered woman and asked, "My information is almost filled, can I get the number plate?"
"Yes, yes." The woman handed over a number plate with the number eight on it.
Mei Zihan took the sign and went straight to the room inside, without giving the outside men and women more chance to say anything.
They won't say anything nice anyway.
The room was full of six people, and the audition had not yet officially started.
Mei Zihan even found a few familiar faces inside, but couldn't name anything, so she found a seat and sat down.
The young man outside came in and saw Mei Zihan's indifferent look, and the fire in his heart was almost gone. But he must not mess up the audition. The opportunity is rare. He has also played a lot of rich second generations in the MV before, and he is still quite good at this role.
If it is really chosen, then find a broker to run it, and maybe you can really develop into TV series in the future.
Nowadays, the singing scene is down. Everyone knows that TV series and movies make money, and he is rushing here with a brain, but he is too old and too angry. It is impossible to grab a good role.
Thinking so, he felt that Mei Zihan was a waste of opportunity.
If he played "The Grass in the Army", he would definitely market himself from time to time and play nostalgic emotional cards. Where would there be no sense of existence?
Mei Zihan still had some approval for the scene in the audition.
Perhaps because everyone was no longer young, the room seemed very quiet. In the same way, each other knows that the competitors are bad, and there is no idea of ​​association.
It's nine o'clock soon.
The woman who originally registered at the door came in, her eyes stayed on Mei Zihan for a while and then she turned away quickly.
"Please follow me on number one."
A handsome man with a slight sense of vicissitudes stood up.
He is almost one and a half meters tall, and Mei Zihan secretly guessed whether this man was a model.
When this person stood up, Mei Zihan knew that the director was unlikely to choose him.
Although there is nothing wrong with the theme of this play as a military theme, for the role of the second man, this person seems a bit too majestic.
Of course, other roles have not been fixed, maybe he has a chance to try other.
As a matter of course, No. 1 did not return directly after the audition, so as not to say something to those who did not audition, which would interfere with their performance at that time.
Mei Zihan looked at her phone. It was about five minutes in person, very short.
Soon, it was the seventh.
No. 7 deliberately passed by Mei Zihan, raised his chin slightly, and then strode over.
Well, it would be better if it wasn't going down.
"Number eight."
After waiting for Mei Zihan to come up with a reason, Mei Zihan's turn soon.
Mei Zihan followed the female assistant to the audition room, and was a bit surprised when she saw the scene in the room.
There are only two people in this room. One is An Yihao from Baidu. He is a bit fatter than the photos. The other is a lot thinner, and he is probably a screenwriter.