Actors have no vacation

Chapter 41 Reinstatement
Dawn at four or five o'clock is the quietest time of the day.

The sky will be bright or not, but the street lights go out on time, and the sky is blue with cold, like the picture of the lens that has not been cleaned, holding down all the vitality.

Guan Chen carried the plastic bag and yawned without getting enough sleep.I still reminisce about the brightly lit and magnificent capital, and when I look at the sneaky and self-contained illegal immigrant gathering area in front of me, I feel that I have fallen from one dream into another.

If it is said that Changping Studios is the only place where people can die of incentives, such as fantasy shadows.

Then this place is the other extreme.There's no vain and overnight fantasies here, just real power bursting out for survival.

When I looked up, I could see lights on some houses, and I could hear the sound of water running through the pipes.Some of them, the first to wake up in the city, are getting ready to start the day's work.

According to the information of the garbage teenagers, some people's visas have expired and they are illegal stay; some people are smuggled here to form families, rooted in this, and can't speak Chinese for life.

The trash boy once wondered. When he brought the police to identify Guan Chen and awarded him a certificate of bravery and a bonus, the surrounding residents didn't seem to be very afraid when they saw the police.When the trash boy saw that Guan Chen had a lot of books in his house, he thought he could answer this question.

Based on his previous life experience, Guan Chen gave him an example, saying that there is a type of people in society who are [fake people] who use false certificates, false identities, and false names.Some underworld associations often accept these people, because they don't have to pay five insurances and one housing fund, they don't have to be responsible for accidents, and no one cares even if they disappear, which is very useful.

The trash boy immediately understood: "A large number of illegal immigrants not only create wealth, provide cheap labor, but also have no social security burden, and if something goes wrong, there will be no pressure from public opinion, leaving them in the blurred area of ​​their identity, which is the easiest to plunder. Demographic dividend." He also said that Guan Chen is indeed a college student, and the example given is easy to understand and very vivid.

Guan Chen nodded and said, yes, that's what he meant.

Later, the trash boy asked Guan Chen, "Then why do you live here, eldest brother?"

At that time, Guan Chen couldn't tell, so he rushed the other party to study and study.But I have always wondered why my predecessor came here.Even if it is a quarrel with family members, why choose this place?

Although Guan Chen didn't see anything he was interested in during his trip to the capital, he had obtained some information about his predecessor from the foreigner, so he didn't gain anything at all.

Walking into the corridor, it was pitch dark and dark, the light bulb was covered with a thick layer of dust, almost melting into the wall, and when I pressed the button, it was still broken.For so many days, no one has repaired it, as if everyone has forgotten this light bulb.

The wooden corridor makes a thumping sound when you step on it.The already narrow aisle was fully utilized, with children's bicycles and discarded objects of adults.

Words and graffiti were written in various languages ​​on the walls. Judging from the shape, it should be some foul language.

This is almost a small society isolated on the edge of the magic capital.

[I'm actually very worried about hearing the news of your death one day... You've been shutting yourself up in the house, even though you read a lot of books, imitated movie clips very similar, and your expressions are controlled very accurately, but a person who only pays attention to himself, You can't be a good actor.Acting is more of a shell for you to hide in. 】

What the foreigner I met last night made Guan Chen understand why his predecessor came here.

It turned out that he was also [running away].

Move to this illegal immigrant gathering area, hide in books, hide in performances, like a spring that keeps pressing down, digesting the pain silently.

Guan Chen knew that it was an escape method that was diametrically opposed to his previous life.

In his previous life, he broke the rules, flouted the order, and hoped to destroy himself through external forces.And the predecessor was all pressed in his heart, escaping into obscurity, and he remained silent.

Just like...

Just like Wu Ze in the night, and the difference between Wu Ze in the daytime.

"Tsk." Guan Chen snorted, dissatisfied with his metaphor.

Not because the metaphor was appropriate or inappropriate, but because he remembered the conversation he had with the foreigner last night.

He said that he might not continue to perform in the future, and he pretended not to care about the audition results, but was refuted by the foreigner with facts, which made Guan Chen very unhappy.

As a villain, it is a very shameful thing to be exposed to the truth of the subconscious.In movies, such villains usually scream in anger, kill a few people to vent their anger, and blow up a few houses to make the protagonist shut up.

However, Guan Chen was speechless at that time, staring blankly, but couldn't say anything.In the end, he could only stand up angrily and let the other party get out of the way, saying that he was going to catch a plane.

Looking back on his performance now, Guan Chen felt that his performance was completely abnormal.On weekdays, he would come when he opened his mouth to tell a lie, and his mental quality was so good that he had a lot of fun fighting wits and courage with the police. No matter how bad it was, he could punch the foreigner and teach him a lesson, but in the end he ran away, escaped!Such a failure!
But now he uses the psychology of his predecessor to try to figure out Wu Ze in the daytime, which proves that he still misses Wu Ze's role, and he doesn't make a fool of himself, as if a foreigner really broke the truth.

This can't be done.

"I should have said something at that time..." Guan Chen squatted on the steps of the corridor, clutching his hair depressedly.It's quite like the quarrel has not quarreled with others, and it looks like a desperate review after the event.

A Spanish aunt came out and saw Guan Chen squatting in the middle of the stairs, stared at by those evil ghost-like eyes, and sat down on the ground in fright, babbling in his native language.

Guan Chen reacted, and quickly managed his expression and murderousness, and put his hand into his pocket, trying to prove that he was a good person.

As a result, the blood-red half-section mask fell out of the pocket.

When the aunt saw it, she screamed in agony, and the scream was extremely shrill, and then she ran back to the house in a scrambling manner.With such a big movement, people in the entire corridor woke up one after another through the virtual soundproof wall, thinking that something had happened.

Guan Chen quickly fled back to his house.

Fortunately, he had breakfast at the airport, so he didn't need to go out later.

Guan Chen opened a can of milk and started packing while drinking.

First, put the lucky shirt back on the hanger. Although it didn't work this time, you can give it another chance to see the effect.

Then came up with two scripts.One was "Police's Story", and the other was forcibly stuffed to him by the foreigner who loved to cry before he left last night.

Guan Chen put the second script in the gap of the bookcase and didn't plan to read it.Who knows when the next time we see that person will be, and there is a high probability that there will be no next time.According to the progress of his reading, it will be several years later when he turns to the script again.

Put the pen and paper notebook back on the table.

In the end, Guan Chen looked at the half of the mask in his hand, and prepared to put him in a garbage bag and let the garbage boy throw it away later.

But rubbing the smooth material of the mask, he thought for a while, and put the mask on the table.

Guan Chen snorted coldly and warned the mask: "Don't be complacent, I just want to keep a souvenir, don't think too much about yourself."

The mask did not refute.Feeling guilty as if being told something.

Guan Chen was content to crumple the garbage bag into a ball and keep it.Get up to wash up, wait until the corridor is safe, put the garbage bag at the door, and then go back to bed in peace.

……

Guan Chen slept until noon.

He was awakened by a knock on the door.

Guan Chen pretended to be dead, covered his head with a quilt, and continued to sleep.Today is Sunday, and it is not easy for anyone to come to him.

As a result, the door was knocked persistently and softly, every minute, like a mobile phone alarm, causing Guan Chen to be woken up every time he was about to fall asleep.

Guan Chen couldn't take it anymore, so he picked up the pen and got up to open the door.

"Who?"

"Me." The person outside the door said something, then put his mouth into the crack of the door and whispered, "Xie Jinzhu."

【Why do you speak so quietly?Do you think you are a big star, afraid of being watched? 】 Guan Chen opened the door while complaining.

Xie Jinzhu, wearing sunglasses, was standing outside the door.

The last time I analyzed the script at Xing Yan's house, it was Xie Jinzhu who drove Guan Chen home at night, so now that Xie Jinzhu came to the door, Guan Chen was not very surprised.

After Guan Chen confirmed that Xie Jinzhu came alone, he turned his head and returned to the bed, continuing to sleep.

"how do you feel?"

"Why do everyone like to ask me how I am." Guan Chen was very speechless.He resisted answering this question, because he didn't know which sentence he felt would be caught by people with mixed feelings.

"I'm asking you when you arrived at four in the morning, how are you sleeping now." Xie Jinzhu looked at Guan Chen suspiciously, with a very innocent expression.

"..." Guan Chen turned over, put on his coat, slipped off the bed, leaned on the mattress and said, "It's okay."

Xie Jinzhu noticed the script and mask on the table, picked up the mask and asked, "What is this?"

"I used it during the audition. The warehouse scene." Guan Chen replied.

"Is it not easy to act with a mask on?" Xie Jinzhu felt that it was quite difficult to act with only one pair of eyes.

"It's okay." Guan Chen felt that it was quite easy to act with only one pair of eyes.

Xie Jinzhu put the mask on his face, and made a pretentious comment: "It's just that gangsters need this kind of thing. We are gangsters, and we never hide our heads and tails."

Guan Chen glanced at him suspiciously, not knowing what the hell this man was doing, he suddenly said something stupid.

Xie Jinzhu put down his mask, picked up the script of "Police Story", and reminded Guan Chen: "This script is useless, don't spend too much time here."

"Oh." Hearing Xie Jinzhu say that the script was useless, Guan Chen paused heavily in his heart.

Although he said that he had finished his audition and showed everything he had prepared, he had no regrets.

However, he felt that he could play Wu Ze better.

For example, after he is stronger, he can fight more vigorously.

For example, he was here. After knowing that Zhang Jiaju was filming quietly, he could change various accents and set up more traps when he read his lines.

Another example is the daytime version of Wu Ze, he has more thoughts now...

These have not had time to prepare and show.

Guan Chen was a little disappointed.

Xie Jinzhu flipped through it casually, looked at the label on it, and said, "Actually, it's not necessarily a good thing for you to make such in-depth preparations. Because this is only the third draft, and it may be revised later. When the actors are confirmed, the script will be finalized. After the reading session, there may be adjustments again, so it is uncertain what the final draft will look like. You can put it aside for the time being, do something else, wait for the contract to be signed, and get a new version after joining the group. The script is ready, you can study it carefully when the time comes."

"Ah..." Guan Chen's mood fluctuated for a while, and when he heard that he was not saying goodbye to the character, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of joy in his heart.

It's just, how does the big brother say that he seems to be winning?

Seemingly seeing Guan Chen's doubts, Xie Jinzhu put on an old-fashioned posture who had been immersed in officialdom for more than ten years, and said with a smile: "Oh, I have already said that there will be no such thing as a default decision, the producer just wants to It's just your price. I can rest assured of your strength."

Guan Chen was dubious.Because looking into the producer's eyes, Guan Chen's intuition at the time told him that the producer also had some appreciation for him, but he seemed to have made a decision in an instant, and there was only regret and coldness in his eyes.

"Don't think about that for now," Xie Jinzhu clapped his hands and said, "Pack up and get ready to go to work."

"Work?" Guan Chen was surprised: "Isn't it Sunday?"

"You're my assistant when you're not acting," Xie Jinzhu carefully observed Guan Chen's face through his eyes behind the sunglasses, "When I'm on vacation, you're on vacation. When I'm working, you're working. The assistant is on call 24 hours a day, and there are no vacations. ..."

　The last chapter was posted in the early hours of the morning, but only half of it was posted at that time... Friends who read it around the early morning, you can go and watch the second half.

　　This happens occasionally, in order to keep updating half of the first half, and then make up the other half.

　　After it was put on the shelves, if the friends who watched the pirated version suddenly found that the plot was missing.Don't be surprised, that's only half of it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)