Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 151
Regardless of Fang Jing's shock, Chen Haibo continued: "It's too easy to win people these days, it's almost like a factory assembly line. Just pack it up with a high school student, and you can debut as a champion in the last show."

"The brokerage company is behind the scenes, and it won't be long before there will be traffic. As long as the audience pays the bill, a lot of directors will find them to make movies."

"Then the brokerage company does a one-shot deal, almost no traffic consumption, and then produces a second traffic. Under such a big environment, how many do you think can be serious about acting?"

Fang Jing clicked his tongue, and Chen Haibo's words subverted his cognition a bit. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that few of the stars who are active on the big screen now have a professional background.

In the previous life, there was a boy with a hairline who could be packaged as a star just because he cut his hair. In the end, he seemed to be filming with a big star. It is said that the agency company dumped him after making a fortune.

Looking at Fang Jing, Chen Haibo had a deep meaning, "Do you know why I am willing to teach you? Yang Ning calls me more than a dozen times a day, from morning till night."

"She has been with me for many years, and I did this only to repay her favor, otherwise I would not be short of 20 yuan no matter how short I am."

"It's a good thing you're a brat, you gave me a face when you didn't come, or I'll let you go."

Fang Jing was a little embarrassed. At first, he taught him about the other party's life for money, but he didn't expect that there was Yang Ning's reason for it.That's right, he used to be a big star anyway, even if it's cold now, as long as he puts down his figure, there are plenty of opportunities to make money.

Not to mention anything else, to do sales, broadcast live, be a small manager, and for his fame, there are many people who are willing to invite.

Chen Haibo said: "Let's go, get in the car."

"Mr. Chen, which one shall we watch this time?"

"King of Comedy, Dark Wars, Gunfire."

Sitting in the car, Chen Haibo played the movie, the two just watched, one talked and the other listened, Fang Jing thought he could go back after watching the three movies, who knew he was naive.

The Shawshank Redemption, The Godfather, Forrest Gump, and three more after three. For the first time in my life, I felt sick watching a movie.

"Many people tend to focus on special effects and exciting plots when watching foreign movies, and tend to ignore the actors' acting skills. In fact, foreign actors are more professional than ours."

"A star is a star, an actor is an actor, and a singer is a singer. The distinction is very clear. Few people cross-border, because once the cross-border is not successful, word-of-mouth will be ruined."

"Take a top Hollywood actor, no matter how famous he is, if he makes two bad films in a row, no director will be willing to cooperate with him next time."

"Pay attention to Morgan Freeman's eyes, this is the real acting skill, even the subtle facial muscles can play..."

Under Chen Haibo's pointing, Jing's eyes widened. As expected, he is worthy of being a Hollywood actor. His acting skills are really high. His tone of voice, facial movements, and every look are all playful. This is much better than his self-harm performance.

It was dark, and Qu Shanshan called Fang Jing several times before reluctantly getting out of the car. Before leaving, Chen Haibo gave him a movie order and asked him to go back and watch it by himself.

……

North Lianghan Bittersweet million households

How many iron clothes covered dry bones

Fame and wealth are paid with a pot of wine

How many emperors and generals

Drunk Roaring Generosity
Swallowing mountains and rivers like a tiger

……

On the second night, Fang Jing wore a Big Big Wolf sweater and a hat covering his head, and sat in the square singing with a microphone. Beside him were Qu Shanshan and Chen Haibo, who were recording with their mobile phones. Where can I get a disposable bowl of rice noodles and put it in front of Fang Jing.

In Chen Haibo's words, this is to exercise Fang Jing's sense of shame and let go of the idol burden.

Little lady don't want to
Love and thinking are hidden in the belly

Time is passing away, youth is difficult to save
Come, come, please listen
who is beating the beauty drum

Flying like a frightened bird like a flying dragon
……

Qu Shanshan chuckled, "Don't even mention it, this kid is good at singing, so he's going to steal our jobs so well?"

The couple of them came out to play today, and Fang Jing happened to be there, so they called him over casually.

"Who knows, I also wonder, really, I think he has a better future as a singer than as an actor."

"Bang!"

Fang Jing was singing when a coin fell into the bowl, and when he looked up, a four or five-year-old girl was being held by her mother, staring at him with cute big eyes.

"Thank you kid!"

"Handsome guy, what's the name of your song? Why can't I find it?" A girl asked with a mobile phone. She listened to it for a while. Although she couldn't see the singer's face clearly, she was definitely a handsome guy when she heard the voice. .

"Beiliang Song! It hasn't been uploaded yet! You can search for it tomorrow."

A boy suddenly realized, "Northern Liang Song? Is this about Sword in the Snow? No wonder it sounded familiar to me just now. Brother, are you also a fan in Snow?"

"That's right! I'm also a big fan of Chief Manager. If you have time, please support his book. Maybe he will update a few chapters when he's happy."

"Hey! I hear your voice is familiar, have we met?",

"Impossible!" Fang Jing pulled his hat even lower, and said loudly, "It's my first time in Yanjing, how do you know me?"

"Ah! Big Bad Wolf" just now, the little girl ran behind Fang Jing and grabbed his hat.

Seeing this, her mother hurriedly pulled her back, but the little girl refused to let go, "Xiaoyu, let go, you are pulling my brother's hair."

"No, I want to catch Big Big Wolf!"

Fang Jing didn't dare to struggle hard, for fear of hurting the little girl, he tilted his head and the hat was pulled off.

"Hey! Aren't you the one who sang... Fang Jing?" Someone recognized it.

A passing girl stopped, "Where's Fang Jing?"

"Wow! Fang Jing, I'm your fan, can we take a photo together?"

"I didn't expect to meet Fang Jing, no, I want to take a photo to remember."

"Fang Jing, can you sing a song? I don't think I can hear Chang'an."

"I sound like wind!" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl wearing earphones threw 100 yuan into a square bowl.

"Everyone, don't squeeze. Can you let me take a breath? If you want to take a picture, wait a while. Who keeps grabbing my hat from behind? Damn! Where's my watch?"

Within a few minutes, Fang Jing was surrounded by the inner three floors and the outer three floors. At this time, many people came out to play. Most of the people in the square were attracted to come here.

Chen Haibo and Qu Shanshan ran away early for fear of harming Chi Yu, and hid to watch Fang Jing's jokes.

"Everyone, please pay attention to order and avoid a stampede! People in front take a few steps back, and those behind don't move forward. Let's go to the middle of the square, shall we? The place is bigger there."

Fang Jing was glad that he still had a microphone in his hand, otherwise no one would have heard the situation when he shouted so loudly.

Finding a high platform, Fang Jing finally saw how many people there were, it was so dark, the grandparents stopped dancing in the square, they crowded over one by one, let alone 2000 people.

Afraid of a stampede, Fang Jing wasn't happy at all, he just hoped that the security guards would come over quickly, he must be the first to blame if something happened.

(End of this chapter)