Actor he doesn't want to be a eunuch

Chapter 15 Dead Horses as Living Horse Doctors
Qian Chen could indeed learn a lot from Zhou Ruifa.

This kind of old-fashioned actor's attitude towards roles and acting made them burst out with endless brilliance.

However, this kind of learning is not as good as what he got in the system space after all.

Those 5 minutes.

He not only experienced the role from various angles, but also learned a lot of acting skills from it.

It's like a master in a martial arts novel telling you.

See my moves clearly, how much you can learn depends on your luck.

It's a pity that ten points per minute is still the price after the discount, which is too outrageous.

In the afternoon, I had a packed lunch and called it a day.

There is no Qian Chen's share in the night play.

Qian Chen simply went back to the hotel room.

He borrowed Ji Ge's laptop and studied by watching movies and TV series.

Ji Ge has done a lot of homework over the years.

Organized a lot of performance teaching videos.

There are classic movies, classic clips, and various clips with characters as the core.

Qian Chen chose the movie "Infernal Affairs 1" for his first class.

The last pinnacle of Hong Kong films.

This is one of Ji Ge's two favorite movies, and it is also this movie that led him to embark on the road of group acting, and he has persisted until now.

The other one is "The King of Comedy".

[Can I buy time in this movie? 】

[Yes, ten points per minute]

[Buy the part where Chen Yongren sees Huang Zhicheng falling on the taxi, about ten seconds, is it okay? 】

【Sorry, you have to start buying in 1 minute】

【You guys are buying and selling by force, can you put it together】

[Yes, but only from the same movie]

So, Qian Chen made some choices and bought a one-minute play from "Infernal Affairs 1".

The remaining [-] points became [-] points.

This 1 minute mainly focuses on a few clips, except for Chen Yongren witnessing Huang Zhicheng fall in the taxi, and the plaster cast on Chen Yongren's broken arm, mainly the shots of Chen Yongren and Han Chen.

After confirming to start studying, Qian Chen tilted his head and fell into a coma.

With the experience of the previous six sons, he skillfully substituted into the roles one by one to experience their acting skills.

Every time there is a good harvest.

One time for 1 minute, repeated dozens of times, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

Splitting headache.

Get out now.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, perform the Tiangang boy exercise.

A warm feeling swims through the whole body, but when it reaches the aching brain, it is cold and refreshes the spleen and lungs.

Sure enough, it was much better.

There are many benefits of internal strength, the most important thing is that after you have achieved great success, you can do some indescribable things.

While Qian Chen was working hard to get out of the order, Li Guanqi, the owner of Mingshu Pavilion, was also working hard.

He rubbed his eyes with pantothenic acid, and put a pair of calligraphy in his hand on his right hand.

Another "masterpiece" that doesn't live up to its name.

The left hand side is empty, and the most of the day has been wasted.

He sighed.

Roll out the rice paper and start grinding the ink.

But his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and he tried to control it several times but couldn't control it.

"Fuck!"

This well-known calligrapher in the Chang'an calligraphy circle couldn't help but swear.

He threw away the brush.

Covering his face with his hands, he couldn't help crying.

It might as well be dead in the last car accident, and now it's so painful.

A calligrapher cannot hold a pen.

Is there anything more painful than this?

As a result, Mingshu Pavilion, which he runs on Beilin Street in Chang'an, has gone from bad to worse, and he can only survive on his laurels.

The sound of the door opening came from downstairs.

Li Guanqi quickly wiped his eyes, not wanting his son to see his weak side.

The child's mother died young, and his father and his father were the only ones at home.

"Dad, I'm back."

After his son entered the third year of high school, he often lived on campus, mainly because of the atmosphere of learning.

A rare trip home.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll do it." Li Guanqi stood up.

"Dad, our homeroom teacher gave us a set of calligraphy today. I think it's very good. Please help me to take a look." Old Li's family opened a calligraphy shop, and Xiao Li was more or less influenced by it.

Lao Li was a little unconcerned.

He has met his son's class teacher, his calligraphy attainment is about zero, and he is a pure amateur.

However, when he got the calligraphy handed over by his son, he was immediately stunned.

He is a professional calligrapher and also runs a calligraphy shop.

The eyesight is well beyond those so-called connoisseurs.

Even Cheng/Zhu Xi
It's easy for young people to learn hard for old people,

An inch of time cannot be taken lightly.

Unaware of the dream of spring grass in the pond,
In front of the steps, the leaves of the sycamore have fallen.

"Good writing, good writing, this..." Li Guanqi praised repeatedly, but felt ridiculous: "Is this specially given to you by your head teacher?"

"It's not just for me, everyone in our class has a pair, and our head teacher brought it back from a trip." Xiao Li was very happy.

Since his father said it was a good word, it must not be too bad.

In fact, the adjective "good" is very broad. A child's handwriting can be called good, and a master can sum it up well.

"Everyone in your class has a pair?"

Li Guanqi finally had a splitting headache, he couldn't believe what he heard.

It's as bizarre as the students in this class all driving BMWs.

When encountering such good characters, he was not worried about the small amount, but was very worried that the amount was too large.

There is a strange phenomenon in the world of calligraphy and painting.

In many cases, it is after the creators die that their works become precious-except for the kind of star effect.

Not because the world is blind.

It's not because the world suddenly discovered that these calligraphy and paintings are good.

In fact, they are all benefits.

How do big calligraphy and painting dealers operate calligraphy and painting works?

It's simple and complex.

For example, a calligrapher named Qian Chen has a hundred works.

Mingshu Pavilion directly bought all his works for 1 yuan a pair, and spent a total of 100 million.

Then, at a certain auction, Qian Chen's calligraphy was bought for [-] yuan.

Critics and connoisseurs commented on Qian Chen's calligraphy, saying that it is a work underestimated by the world.

From then on, Qian Chen became famous.

At another auction, one of his works was sold for [-] yuan.

One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand...

Most of these buyers are entrusted, left-handed and right-handed, and the only losses are registration fees, handling fees and the like.

Suppose it took 100 million operations.

The total expenditure of Mingshu Pavilion is 200 million.

Qian Chen's calligraphy and painting became more and more popular, and in the end hundreds of thousands of copies were not available.

The market has finally developed.

Mingshu Pavilion released three or five copies of Qian Chen's calligraphy and paintings, and in the first year of releasing the goods, they earned back their capital with interest.

Next, there are millions of profits every year.

As for Qian Chen's subsequent works, there was an agreement in advance, and he could only sell them to Mingshuge.

Prices are all negotiable.

If Mingshu Pavilion wanted a more solid guarantee, then they would be even more sure if they operated after Qian Chen's death.

There is no need to worry about the dead man having another work, and there is no need to worry about the dead man breaking the contract.

No matter how high the value of these things was raised by the painting and calligraphy dealer, it had nothing to do with Qian Chen.

Of course, the premise of everything is that Qian Chen's works are of good quality.

Just like the pair in Li Guanqi's hand, this calligraphic attainment will definitely kill most existing calligraphers in seconds.

No, it can be said with confidence that there are not many people who can write such good characters.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Xiao Li's voice interrupted Li Guanqi's meditation.

Li Guanqi hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind:
"Son, you will look for your classmates tomorrow, one by one, and buy back all the characters sent by your head teacher, 200 yuan a pair, no more than [-] yuan."

Mingshu Pavilion is at the end of its rope.

You can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"Okay... okay." Xiao Li looked at the words several times, and finally realized that the words he brought back were not simple.

"But Dad, some people in our class have lost their words."

"As much as you can charge, by the way, help me make an appointment with your head teacher, and I will treat him to a drink."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter 15 Dead Horses as Living Horse Doctors
Qian Chen could indeed learn a lot from Zhou Ruifa.

This kind of old-fashioned actor's attitude towards roles and acting made them burst out with endless brilliance.

However, this kind of learning is not as good as what he got in the system space after all.

Those 5 minutes.

He not only experienced the role from various angles, but also learned a lot of acting skills from it.

It's like a master in a martial arts novel telling you.

See my moves clearly, how much you can learn depends on your luck.

It's a pity that ten points per minute is still the price after the discount, which is too outrageous.

In the afternoon, I had a packed lunch and called it a day.

There is no Qian Chen's share in the night play.

Qian Chen simply went back to the hotel room.

He borrowed Ji Ge's laptop and studied by watching movies and TV series.

Ji Ge has done a lot of homework over the years.

Organized a lot of performance teaching videos.

There are classic movies, classic clips, and various clips with characters as the core.

Qian Chen chose the movie "Infernal Affairs 1" for his first class.

The last pinnacle of Hong Kong films.

This is one of Ji Ge's two favorite movies, and it is also this movie that led him to embark on the road of group acting, and he has persisted until now.

The other one is "The King of Comedy".

[Can I buy time in this movie? 】

[Yes, ten points per minute]

[Buy the part where Chen Yongren sees Huang Zhicheng falling on the taxi, about ten seconds, is it okay? 】

【Sorry, you have to start buying in 1 minute】

【You guys are buying and selling by force, can you put it together】

[Yes, but only from the same movie]

So, Qian Chen made some choices and bought a one-minute play from "Infernal Affairs 1".

The remaining [-] points became [-] points.

This 1 minute mainly focuses on a few clips, except for Chen Yongren witnessing Huang Zhicheng fall in the taxi, and the plaster cast on Chen Yongren's broken arm, mainly the shots of Chen Yongren and Han Chen.

After confirming to start studying, Qian Chen tilted his head and fell into a coma.

With the experience of the previous six sons, he skillfully substituted into the roles one by one to experience their acting skills.

Every time there is a good harvest.

One time for 1 minute, repeated dozens of times, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

Splitting headache.

Get out now.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, perform the Tiangang boy exercise.

A warm feeling swims through the whole body, but when it reaches the aching brain, it is cold and refreshes the spleen and lungs.

Sure enough, it was much better.

There are many benefits of internal strength, the most important thing is that after you have achieved great success, you can do some indescribable things.

While Qian Chen was working hard to get out of the order, Li Guanqi, the owner of Mingshu Pavilion, was also working hard.

He rubbed his eyes with pantothenic acid, and put a pair of calligraphy in his hand on his right hand.

Another "masterpiece" that doesn't live up to its name.

The left hand side is empty, and the most of the day has been wasted.

He sighed.

Roll out the rice paper and start grinding the ink.

But his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and he tried to control it several times but couldn't control it.

"Fuck!"

This well-known calligrapher in the Chang'an calligraphy circle couldn't help but swear.

He threw away the brush.

Covering his face with his hands, he couldn't help crying.

It might as well be dead in the last car accident, and now it's so painful.

A calligrapher cannot hold a pen.

Is there anything more painful than this?

As a result, Mingshu Pavilion, which he runs on Beilin Street in Chang'an, has gone from bad to worse, and he can only survive on his laurels.

The sound of the door opening came from downstairs.

Li Guanqi quickly wiped his eyes, not wanting his son to see his weak side.

The child's mother died young, and his father and his father were the only ones at home.

"Dad, I'm back."

After his son entered the third year of high school, he often lived on campus, mainly because of the atmosphere of learning.

A rare trip home.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll do it." Li Guanqi stood up.

"Dad, our homeroom teacher gave us a set of calligraphy today. I think it's very good. Please help me to take a look." Old Li's family opened a calligraphy shop, and Xiao Li was more or less influenced by it.

Lao Li was a little unconcerned.

He has met his son's class teacher, his calligraphy attainment is about zero, and he is a pure amateur.

However, when he got the calligraphy handed over by his son, he was immediately stunned.

He is a professional calligrapher and also runs a calligraphy shop.

The eyesight is well beyond those so-called connoisseurs.

Even Cheng/Zhu Xi
It's easy for young people to learn hard for old people,

An inch of time cannot be taken lightly.

Unaware of the dream of spring grass in the pond,
In front of the steps, the leaves of the sycamore have fallen.

"Good writing, good writing, this..." Li Guanqi praised repeatedly, but felt ridiculous: "Is this specially given to you by your head teacher?"

"It's not just for me, everyone in our class has a pair, and our head teacher brought it back from a trip." Xiao Li was very happy.

Since his father said it was a good word, it must not be too bad.

In fact, the adjective "good" is very broad. A child's handwriting can be called good, and a master can sum it up well.

"Everyone in your class has a pair?"

Li Guanqi finally had a splitting headache, he couldn't believe what he heard.

It's as bizarre as the students in this class all driving BMWs.

When encountering such good characters, he was not worried about the small amount, but was very worried that the amount was too large.

There is a strange phenomenon in the world of calligraphy and painting.

In many cases, it is after the creators die that their works become precious-except for the kind of star effect.

Not because the world is blind.

It's not because the world suddenly discovered that these calligraphy and paintings are good.

In fact, they are all benefits.

How do big calligraphy and painting dealers operate calligraphy and painting works?

It's simple and complex.

For example, a calligrapher named Qian Chen has a hundred works.

Mingshu Pavilion directly bought all his works for 1 yuan a pair, and spent a total of 100 million.

Then, at a certain auction, Qian Chen's calligraphy was bought for [-] yuan.

Critics and connoisseurs commented on Qian Chen's calligraphy, saying that it is a work underestimated by the world.

From then on, Qian Chen became famous.

At another auction, one of his works was sold for [-] yuan.

One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand...

Most of these buyers are entrusted, left-handed and right-handed, and the only losses are registration fees, handling fees and the like.

Suppose it took 100 million operations.

The total expenditure of Mingshu Pavilion is 200 million.

Qian Chen's calligraphy and painting became more and more popular, and in the end hundreds of thousands of copies were not available.

The market has finally developed.

Mingshu Pavilion released three or five copies of Qian Chen's calligraphy and paintings, and in the first year of releasing the goods, they earned back their capital with interest.

Next, there are millions of profits every year.

As for Qian Chen's subsequent works, there was an agreement in advance, and he could only sell them to Mingshuge.

Prices are all negotiable.

If Mingshu Pavilion wanted a more solid guarantee, then they would be even more sure if they operated after Qian Chen's death.

There is no need to worry about the dead man having another work, and there is no need to worry about the dead man breaking the contract.

No matter how high the value of these things was raised by the painting and calligraphy dealer, it had nothing to do with Qian Chen.

Of course, the premise of everything is that Qian Chen's works are of good quality.

Just like the pair in Li Guanqi's hand, this calligraphic attainment will definitely kill most existing calligraphers in seconds.

No, it can be said with confidence that there are not many people who can write such good characters.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Xiao Li's voice interrupted Li Guanqi's meditation.

Li Guanqi hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind:
"Son, you will look for your classmates tomorrow, one by one, and buy back all the characters sent by your head teacher, 200 yuan a pair, no more than [-] yuan."

Mingshu Pavilion is at the end of its rope.

You can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"Okay... okay." Xiao Li looked at the words several times, and finally realized that the words he brought back were not simple.

"But Dad, some people in our class have lost their words."

"As much as you can charge, by the way, help me make an appointment with your head teacher, and I will treat him to a drink."

(End of this chapter)