Chapter 845: Big Name 1
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Since 1983
- Sleep Will Turn White
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- 2021-01-30 03:58:36
Early in the morning, the sun just rose.
This huge city has not yet fully awakened, and the entrance of the Beijing Film Studio has already become lively.
The North Film Studio and Xiangshan, one south and the other, are the gathering places for two major groups. It is more ancient, with lush trees and iconic sculptures of workers, peasants and soldiers standing on top of the arched door.
People with dreams squatted on both sides of the road on time every day, waiting to be selected like items.
Wang Baoqiang came last year, and he was a little oily after mixing for a year. He has become accustomed to skipping meals in the morning, bringing some dry food and hot water, and having a meal at noon.
At this time, he was climbing a tree in the woods at the door.
A few familiar people underneath are booing: "Ten seconds, ten seconds! Twenty seconds! Can't climb up to entertain guests!"
"Don't shout, I can definitely climb up!"
He struggled to climb, and after a while, he found that there was no sound. He turned his head and looked, fucking!
Jumped down and ran away. A car came over there, dozens of people were like hungry ghosts waiting for relief, crowded and airtight.
"Don't be crowded, don't be crowded!"
"Big work, all have a share!"
When I heard the big job, it was a little quiet, Wang Baoqiang just ran over, pulling his neck and shouting: "Director, I can do it, I can do anything, I learned from Shaolin Temple!"
When the words fell, he turned somersault.
This is a mixed experience that can often grab a role. The assistant director took a look, well, energetic!
The scene is jubilant and everyone smiles, not only means there is a play, but also means that you can mix some boxed meals.
...
The Working People’s Cultural Palace.
This is the place where the royal family worships their ancestors. It is divided into the front and middle back hall. The front hall is the largest. There is a large square in front of the hall. There is a passage in the middle, with soldiers sitting on the ground on both sides.
The painting style is so wonderful that the group performers dare not ask.
The assistant director gave a speech: "You are acting as a minister of the Qing Dynasty. You don't need to ask about the plot. It has nothing to do with you. Divide into three rows and run up from this passage later. I will get off the line first.
He glanced at Wang Baoqiang, who was short and impressed, and said, "You, you stand in the first row."
"Eh eh!"
Wang Baoqiang stood up happy.
According to the first row, after a glance, there is a shorter one.
"You, go to the second row."
"Oh."
Wang Baoqiang turned to the second row and looked upset at the little dwarf in front.
In history, he has indeed participated in "Big Name", this is the second row of ministers, his face can not be seen clearly.
And up the square, there are steps, above the steps is a platform, Donald Sutherland is listening to Feng Pants telling a play.
Donald Sutherland is in line with Xu Fei's "non-Hollywood first-line, but well-known, not shabby to say it." Of course, the most familiar character for the current audience should be the president in The Hunger Games.
The compensation for this person is all-inclusive in Colombia, and the entire film is almost taken on site.
Good friends!
"Big Actor" tells about a world-class director Taylor who came to China to film "Apocalypse". Yeah, that's the stalk of playing "The Last Emperor".
He patted, and found that everything was wrong and uninspired. He was seriously overdue and was replaced by the film crew.
Under the shock, he fell ill and was hospitalized, and asked a cameraman Ge You to prepare for his funeral. By mistake, this funeral turned into an extremely black humor...
Another thing about Zhilin, acting as Taylor's assistant.
Next, Wang Baoqiang changed his clothes. He didn't know he was a civil servant. Anyway, he usually watched it on TV. He wore a hat with a haircut.
I was waiting bored, thinking about the lunch box at noon.
Suddenly there was a commotion at the door, and the real big names came. Wang Baoqiang made a lot of performances and gave way in a rush, he recognized that person was Mr. Xu.
Those who are in this business now have to post Mr. Xu's newspaper clippings on the wall, three sticks of incense sooner or later.
"..."
Wang Baoqiang's gaze followed, the other party was walking, suddenly turned his head, just happened to see himself, and stayed weirdly for a few seconds.
After he passed through this area, the group actor dared to speak.
"Fuck it, scared me to death!"
"I just want to be able to film his scene."
"Isn't this filming?"
"This special is also called shooting? Of course, you should be the protagonist. Only when you play against Li Xiaoran can you be very active. Alas, Li Xiaoran is so white..."
"Want to fart!"
"Hey! He just looked at me, did you see, Mr. Xu is looking at me!"
Only Wang Baoqiang kept yelling, causing everyone to laugh: "Yes, right, looking at you is short and stupid."
"You will be the protagonist tomorrow!"
"Think about today's box lunch."
…………
"Mr. Xu!"
"Mr. Xu!"
Xu Fei shook hands with Donald, turned to Guan Damei, and touched her small hand, and her back hurt.
She is 39 years old this year, still beautiful, fluctuating with a mature taste-although still like an owl.
Speaking of Guan Zhilin, some people always talk about golf.
Her relationship with the rich is really bad, but you must be professional in eating melons. Golf is a fake.
Xu Fei greeted him and sat down with a chair to watch. Donald was curious. When asked about it, he was an investor. He had voted in "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" and his attitude was somewhat enthusiastic.
This is a scene in a play, filming Taylor's filming of "Apocalypse".
Taking advantage of the preparation time, Feng Pants suddenly said, "I want to add some lines, I wonder if Teacher Xu agrees?"
"If you say that, you must make fun of me."
"Dare not, it's just a sudden idea."
Feng Pants bullied Donald and couldn't understand, and said: "Look, this foreigner is a fake big boss, but you are a real big boss.
I wanted to invite you to guest appearances, and knew that you don’t like to show your face, so I’m the second best, so that the audience can only understand your great achievements in the lines.
And compare with the fly Ying Gougou in the circle, highlight your professional ethics and aesthetic standards. "
He swiped in his bag and found out a script that had been altered.
Xu Fei took a look:
"Scene: dark room.
On the table lay a young woman wearing black gauze. "
crape?
Teacher Xu made up for the survivors, um, there are pictures.
"Wang Xiaozhu: This is a big crocodile in China's TV production industry, Mr. Zhang! He is very fierce in film and television investment. He voted for more than half of the country's costume dramas. He is currently preparing to shoot "Pan Jinlian", which is voted by the whole Internet. .
Mr. Zhang: My request is that this mysterious woman covered in black veil will always be with Taylor's body throughout the funeral.
Ge You: Who is this little fox?
Manager Zhang: This is Mr. Taylor's lover.
Ge You: Impossible! Mr. Taylor has no lover. He doesn't have this power even if he has this heart. Your idea is almost the same at Douglas' funeral. "
what!
Xu Feiyile, continue to read:
"Wang Xiaozhu: Hey, hey, this is a new actress signed by Mr. Zhang. Didn’t you choose Pan Jinlian on the Internet? Mr. Zhang meant to let her be revealed at the funeral as Taylor’s lover and become famous overnight. Up.
Ge You: The play is not popular, people are popular first.
Wang Xiaozhu: Hey, that's it! "
When Xu Fei saw this, he smiled and said, "Almost."
"What's the difference?"
"You add a few more words to Wang Xiaozhu, saying that the emergence of the Internet is changing the traditional model of star making. This phenomenon of people becoming popular before the show will become very common in the future.
Ge You said, is there anyone watching that work?
After that, the media needs traffic, the masses need entertainment, everyone needs carnivals, who cares about the work! "
Hiss!
Feng's trousers stretched, and he raised his thumb: "You are indeed crueler than me!"