Chapter 475: You have to keep up with rhythm 2

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The Chongqing Hotel is not in Chongqing, but in the capital.
North of Guangximen, Xiba River, six floors, not large, more than 100 rooms, opened in 1991.
In the afternoon, the production director Lao Qian led a into him. At the age of sixteen or seven, the black oiled boy looked like a monkey and said, "You will live here in the future. The two of you will live in a room together with you. Honestly do n’t fight! "
"Me, I definitely don't fight!"
The boy narrowed his neck and looked around diligently: "Director, the hotel in this capital is not too bad, it is similar to Qingdao."
"Can you afford to live there? There are more than a hundred people living in the Great Wall Hotel. How much does it cost?"
Lao Qian is the production director of "Happy Marriage" and was invited again. The crew is new and the crew is not complete. The deputy directors and the crew have arrived first.
Go up to the fifth floor, push a room away, and shout, "Geng Yue, call those two kids!"
"Eh!"
A tall young man went.
Not long after, people came together and the old money introduced: "This kid is called Xia Yu, this is Ning Jing, this is Tao Hong. You are familiar with it first."
The old money is gone, and all four are quite cautious.
Ning Jing spoke first and asked, "Boy, how old are you?"
"My 76."
"I am 72, called sister!"
"..."
Xia Yu looked at the other party, as dark as himself, like a wild child in the mountain, with big eyes and big mouth, who made people panic with laughter.
Looking down, it was a loose shirt with a big chest.
He dared not look at it again and cried, "Sister!"
"Well, good boy."
"Hey, and me, I'm 72."
"sister!"
"Eh!"
Xiao Taohong is completely non-aggressive and silly.
Xia Yu is very skinny. He only calmed down when he first arrived. He asked carefully: "Brother and sister, are we chosen?"
"I don't know, I think it's an alternative, but I didn't see other actors." Geng Yue was also puzzled.
"Maybe it's still picking."
"Anyway, come and try to stay, don't think about anything else." Ning Jing is the most determined.
"Hmm, everyone cheer!"
Xiao Taohong is a bit ill-admired, but Teacher Xu personally called and thought she had gone through the back door.
They were cooked after chatting, and they got to know each other.
People in this era seem to have some stories. The legends left by their fathers and grandchildren inherit strange and weird.
For example, Geng Yue is a student of Central Academy of Fine Arts. His grandfather is Zhang Ding. He is a famous painter and has participated in the design of the national emblem.
During the War of Resistance Against Japan, Zhang Ding entrusted his eldest son to a friend named Geng for his work. This person has no children and is simply adopted as the adopted child, renamed Geng Jun.
Geng Yue is the son of Geng Jun.
Another example is Xia Yu, whose father was an actor of the Qingdao Repertory Theatre. He later divorced and moved to Hangcheng to work in painting while working at the Art Institute of Beijing.
He was fostered in Rizhao's aunt's house for an hour, and later went to school in Qingdao. His father, Hangzhou and Beijing, ran on both sides, and there were not many opportunities to meet. I also saw the news in the newspaper before recommending my son to the crew.
After a while, the old money came back again, holding a roll of things, "Come and post it!"
"Where is it?"
"Post your house."
The four of them opened it, and they were all old pictorials of Mao, Lin, and Red Junior. Pure hand-painted, dazzling red, old mottled.
Xia Yu didn't understand it either, and clung to the room.
Follow the dinner, teacher Xu rules, as long as the newcomers, eat meat at night. 93 years of oil and water is still not enough, Xia Yu killed a big elbow, a person.
Braised, soft and fragrant, even the skin is golden red.
At the end, I lay down on the bed and touched the bulging belly. It was wonderful.
It seems that from the moment he stepped on the train, away from his high school studies, he walked a magical path. He turned his head to look at the wall, which was the great grandpa Mao.
"Glory shines, bless the people."
Hunk kid closed his eyes and fell asleep.
…………
Jiang Wen had never seen this before.
People say, "Let you see the actors in a few days." These days, you may not know how long. Just like "I'll invite you to dinner some other day", there is no way.
But after a few days, Xu Feizhen asked him to see the actor.
So, with a doubt, surprise and inexplicably angry mood, he arrived at the Chongqing Hotel.
"Teacher Xu!"
"Teacher Jiang!"
Xu Fei was wearing a long-sleeved shirt and jeans and stood on the steps just like Michelangelo's David.
At the age of twenty-eight, he ran forward and stood thirty, mature and charming. Looking back at the youthful tail, he was naturally stimulated. Jiang Wen is only two years older than him, rough and rough.
"Introduce first, this is the old money of the production director, this is the financial director Xiao Lin, more than 100 people are on standby at any time."
"All from Beiying Factory?"
"Mostly."
Jiang Wen blinked. Was this kid so irony with Beiying Factory? What did I miss?
The two went upstairs and Xu Fei called out the actor.
"Xia Yu, Ma Xiaojun."
"Oh!"
Thirty-year-old Jiang Wen stood there, looking at him affectionately, full of his teenage shadows.
"The kid is good, like!"
"Like?"
"It looks like!"
"That's good. Ning Jing, Milan."
"..."
Jiang Wen took a look, frowned slightly, and said, "Let me see if you laugh."
Ning Jing grinned broadly.
He was undecided and said, "What about this?"
"Geng Yue, Liu Yiku."
"Ok."
"Tao Hong, Yu Beibei."
"Um ... come and talk."
He called Xu Fei aside and said, "Milan must be tall, with good skin, and great temperament. That's called Da Sha Mi. Ning Jing is too short and too dark, and he smiles too sweetly.
Da Sa Honey is a vocabulary of Beijing.
Dwarf has been tightly interpreted: "People look good, there is no princess disease, and the more man you are, the more I love you. When you go to the streets to fight, I will help you raise the bricks; if you go to the streets, I will help you sing harmony . You were labeled as a vegetative, I will raise you for life. "
To be concrete, it is Xu Qing in "Old Cannon", that is the favorite of old men.
There is also a word called Guoer.
Refers to girls who like rock. Jianguoer refers to beautiful young women, while Cangguoer refers to women who are no longer young.
Teacher Xu doesn't like it and has a physiological dislike to these words.
Having said that, Jiang Wen continued: "Geng Yue is still successful, Tao Hong is the best, but still needs observation."
"Without kung fu observation, other athletes have to participate in the National Games, come over and have a look."
"Oh ... Then I saw this wave, what about others?"
"Is there anything else?"
"Nothing else ?!"
Jiang Wen was taken aback, as if hitting the most unbelievable thing in the world, "Teacher Xu, did you find four?"
"I think it's pretty good, don't you say Xia Yu is very similar?"
"No, it's better to prepare for a casting! Find a few more to compare, and only then can you know who is most suitable."
"Oh……"
Xu Fei suddenly seemed to understand this truth, saying: "That line, now the deputy directors are here, they choose again."
Gee!
Jiang Wen was suddenly unhappy, so are you really pretending?
Before waiting to speak, Teacher Xu replied: "Your script is almost finished. Simply move over and the barracks will contact you immediately. Let's start immediately and write while picking and training.
I will be busy this time, and I will contact you if I have something. "
(and also……)