I really can't act

Chapter 27
In the evening, the sky is covered with layers of clouds, the sun cannot be seen, and the light is darker than usual; I don’t know where the wind blows, and it makes people shiver when it blows; under the sky, the soul landmark of Yang Opera, the evergreen old monster pine and cypress , and finally showed its original shape, like a thin layer of human hair; the leaves fell more than they grew, and piled up thickly on the ground, and it will rain, the soil is already wet, and the clothes will be wet when sitting down; In the corner of the tree where Yi once walked, there is no longer a sticky couple occupying the place.

"Xu Sanguan Selling Blood", the bookmark of this book, a piece of pine and cypress leaves that were originally round and plump, became dry because of no nutrient support.

Lying quietly in Fang Yi's palm, he was carefully studied by the master.

It's been less than a week, and it's quite different from what I remember.Leaving the mother's body, the vitality of the leaves is so fragile.

When I borrowed this book, I took it with me, although I don’t know who got it; when I return it, try to return a similar leaf, maybe someone else will use it.

Fang Yi went to the bottom of the tree to search, but he didn't find any particularly good-looking ones. He always came late, and the fallen leaves were only fuller in the morning, and they were already rotten in the evening; they could also climb up to pick new ones, but ...

He looked up at the tall pines and cypresses.I also thought of the dead leaves that were easily broken by myself.

If it falls, the bones will probably be like leaves.

Got nothing.

However, the seven-day return period has arrived.

I really want to feel sorry for the classmate who gave the bookmark; he drew my face, I am a well-known actor, I should charge for the portrait fee, just treat the portrait fee as the leaf, it’s broken today Ye Zi, I will never pursue you again.

Half a leaf is inserted into the pages of the book casually.

There are umbrellas for teachers and students at the entrance of the library, which are inserted into the umbrella stands, and they are usually not taken out; it may rain tonight, and I have expected it, so there are only empty umbrella stands left in this place.

Return desk.

She was the only girl with a ball head who worked part-time before, and she was the only one, and her overalls were pulled up high, making this person look young.While checking the books, she tried her best to classify them according to the book numbers, rarely looking up.He muttered to himself, probably complaining.

Fang Yi handed over the book.

"Xu Sanguan Sells Blood".

When the girl saw the black cover, she immediately raised her head and said, "So it's you."

The balls on her head spread out a little, covering half of her forehead.

Fang Yi: "What's wrong with me?"

The girl said, "I recognize you." She spread the book out to check, and sure enough, a broken half leaf fell out and was caught somewhere in the book. The girl memorized the number on that page and wrote it on the counter, "Would you like to leave?" Have you not finished reading it?" He added, "Since it was left by someone else, please keep it properly."

Fang Yi heard the girl's strange sense of resentment, and for some reason, "I don't know whose leaf it is; I didn't do it on purpose, and the leaf won't last long."

The woman said, "Whatever the book looks like, it will look like it is returned. This is called returning it as it is, and it is a rule of our library."

I seem to have heard this word somewhere.

By the way, last time I came here, there was a girl with long hair, she was her senior.

"Where's your senior sister?" Fang Yi also asked.

"No~close~your~things!" was answered word by word.

Fang Yi couldn't help touching his nose. He didn't know why he got it wrong, and he didn't want to talk to anyone anymore, so he turned his head and left.

"Remember, what you see is page 170!"

The woman reminded him strangely.

Don't you really hate me, why remind me again.

What a very strange person. There are problems with this person's logic. I should stay away as much as possible.

Fang Yi came out and sneaked into the teaching building next door before the rain fell. The campus of Central Opera is not big, although it is also a top school in the industry, in the capital, compared with other traditional universities, it can't compete for a place ; The land in the capital is very valuable at this time.

Ren Changhong wanted to find him for something.

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"The "Beauty" magazine and the company that sells chocolates, Telford, plan to cooperate to make a series of feature films, which will be aired before Valentine's Day," Ren Changhong spun around in the familiar boss chair, "You know, like It’s the same as the micro-film you made before, with a plot.”

Fang Yi nodded to understand.Ren Changhong has always paid attention to the scenes made by students, which is also one of his own KPIs.

Microfilm advertisements have become popular in recent years, which can be regarded as an industry trend in the film and television industry; first they became popular abroad, and then spread to China.

It’s not a phenomenon that came out of thin air. On the one hand, the coverage of domestic TV media has finally covered the vast majority of citizens; on the other hand, with the popularity of the Internet, interesting advertisements can be actively shared and disseminated by netizens. Spending money to support and guide the brand may set off a wave of brand awareness and arouse reports in traditional media, which in turn will promote the marketing effect of TV advertisements, which is a small positive communication.

The key is to make netizens think that they are leading spontaneously, so that they can devote their enthusiasm.

Ren Changhong said: "Telford is the brand of the candy factory abroad, and Mars is said to be the world's top [-]; they have also tried this advertising model in other countries, and it was very successful, but the experience requires new people to come, so it doesn't make the company happy. Netizens are aware of advertising and marketing, and feel disgusted."

"They don't want to play tricks; the domestic "Beauty" magazine also has a certain right to speak, and is planning to select young people among the freshmen and sophomores of various colleges and universities. The ones who want to be photogenic, good-looking, are the kind that are not aggressive; men and women One for each, the female has already been decided."

When he said this, Ren Changhong, who was turning in circles over and over again, controlled it properly, and this circle happened to be in front of Fang Yi. Ren Changhong looked at Fang Yi's appearance and said, "It's your dessert area, it's just tailored for you. Made to order."

The dessert area is the temperament of the actor himself; with the change of age or figure, there may be changes; for example, Fang Yi is now very suitable to play the so-called "clean and clean" first love man in the eyes of girls.

"I can't control who other schools want to recommend. In the performance department of our Central Opera, I have already talked with other teachers, and the dean also agrees, and I will push you up." Ren Changhong stepped on the depression of the coffee table and stopped. He turns, stretches the torso of his body forward, and tries to be aggressive, "Now for your opinion, what do you think."

"When?"

"Probably next week, maybe next week, it won't exceed this time."

Next week is the time to shoot Wang Defa's documentary, this time it will be longer, Fang Yi said, "What if I was filming at that time?"

Ren Changhong became interested, "What play?"

"Yang Ma's documentary, "Agitation of China" every Wednesday..."

Ren Changhong patiently listened to him, but immediately answered, he had an idea: "You don't need to be too eager to get on Yangma and get the approval of mainstream channels, of course, it will be very important in the future; you need more now Accumulate audience popularity and let more people know you; Mars has a marketing budget of about six million before and after this advertisement, and everyone in the industry knows that your commercials are on TV, on the Internet, in supermarkets..."

Fang Yi was unmoved, he felt that his current fame was too much.

Compared with the last time he came, Ren's office has more decorations. The most attractive thing is a sketch: it is the pines and cypresses outside the window, which looks like the angle of this place.Fang Yi asked Ren Changhong: "Mr. Ren, is this painting your work?"

"It was given by the students...Fang Yi, let's talk about this commercial first," Ren was eager to persuade, and suddenly remembered something, "I remember that this kind of multinational corporations are willing to give actors money; I used to shoot fast food commercials in movies Yes, [-] to [-], totaling about [-]; Mars is rich and powerful, you will not be lower than this, as for Wang Defa, I also know him, I will tell him..."

"I have no objection." Fang Yi was decisive.

[He said the total amount is about [-] yuan]

The sound of rain and rain outside the office could already be heard, but it couldn't compare to Fang Yi's determination.

(End of this chapter)