I really can't act

Chapter 63 Hostility
Fang Yi was on his way to Shanghai, when he received a call from the crew of "My Leader, My Team", the other party was afraid that the e-mail would go nowhere.

Confirm immediately.

The cosplay of Zhou Chongguang’s character was missed——I didn’t talk about it clearly at first, but for some reason, the author begged him to go to Shanghai for an interview.

Not too much money, more things.

Many people may not be aware that actors are generally not tired when they are filming. When there are a lot of idle talk, there is so much energy that they can't use up.That's why we are good at literary fighting, martial fighting, and even fencing.

On the contrary, it is the gap period after the end of the drama, which is quite tiring, and those who are willing to make progress, such as Liu Mi, who turns on the King of Kings mode, and the wind blows away.

Being led by a production crew is like finding an organization and a well-established system to ensure harvest in droughts and floods.

The crew asked him to rush to the Tengchong filming location as soon as possible.

After Fang Yi became a pigeon, "Little Times" Fang called again, and it was a very distinctive 1~ voice, which can be called 0~qi 4~ overflow:
"Perhaps, as people say, people tend to focus on pain, because pain is deeper than pleasure."

Fang Yi: "I'm sorry, I'm also a part-time job. Now that the business is coming, it's impossible to be a model."

"Things that we thought we would never forget are forgotten in the process of our obsession."

Fang Yi: "I haven't forgotten about it. I just don't have time to pick it up."

"I like to stand on the cliff of love and watch the extravagant and bright youth crawling under my feet with tears streaming down my face."

hang up the phone.

If this person can really understand what he said, it's not like he can't understand it at all.

Tengchong happens to have an airport, but it has to go to and from Kunming first; it was the anti-Japanese base at first, which is also the destination of the famous "Hump Route".

After getting off the plane, the crew asked someone to pick him up, because the shooting location was remote and most people couldn't find it.

The locals said that although Tengchong is a tourist attraction, its infrastructure is not well developed and it is only concentrated in a few areas.

Some donkey friends who came to explore brought their own children. The children were not tall, and they jumped from the off-road vehicle with their legs together. With the support of adults, they barely jumped, as if they had crossed the mountain, which was very difficult.

Even when it is down, it is obviously shorter than the car window.

For some reason, Fang Yi couldn't help laughing, thinking of the person he had hung up on earlier.

"Hello, I'm the leader of the fireworks team of the crew, and my name is Guo Yan."

A bald, powerful man.Holding Fang Yi's tracing card.

Before Fang Yi could greet him first, when he saw this face, he was 100% sure.

"Hello, Mr. Guo."

Fang Yi held out his hand.

The surnamed Guo smiled shyly, his swarthy face oozing red, "I can't be called a teacher, I'm just eating a living."

Fang Yi knew that his wealth and life depended on this person, so he felt a little enthusiasm.

On the way in the car, talk to Guo Yan.

Guo Yan revealed: "The director has to shoot war scenes first, and then shoot literary dramas... He is the opposite of ordinary directors, because he often overruns and gives priority to ensuring the budget of war scenes."

"What about overspending?"

"If you overspend, continue to ask for it. It's already at the bottom of the valley, and no matter how you go, it's going up, so..."

"Just go in with a heavy warehouse?"

Guo Yan was happy, "Almost."

This car drove Fangyi around in circles, the dense forest along the road, the sunlight passed through it mottled, and gradually faded.

At first, it was Fang Yi’s intentional question, but later, it turned into Guo Yan’s unilateral complaint. He had to get up at five o’clock every day, and sent the team to come to work and arrange the spots; at night, at eleven or twelve o’clock, Kang Honglei was still in high spirits. , grabbed him and asked about the arrangement for the next day.

Directors who shoot war scenes are often very energetic, but we don't know whether they are very energetic and choose to shoot war scenes;

When we arrived at the set, it was already evening.

Still worshiping the pier.

Director Kang Honglei, a man with dandruff; screenwriter Lan Xiaolong, a nerd.Among the leading actors, one is lame, named Zhang Yi. From his appearance, you can probably guess that his acting career has been full of ups and downs.

One is Zhang Guoqiang, who often acts in military films, and his roots are positive and Miaohong.

There is another one, the soul of this play is not Fang Yi's network of people who want to show off the central play, but this is also his senior brother, Duan Yihong.

The breakthrough is of course familiar.

Find opportunities soon.

In the evening, the local village committee, because few people came, organized the villagers to watch the actors who had come down from the capital, and took them as educated youths who jumped into the queue in the countryside, and took proper care of them.

There are too many people from the production crew, a total of hundreds of people, the hostels in the village and town can't accommodate them, and the inn has not been opened. The low status of the production crew needs to be rented to the villagers' homes.

Kang Honglei said, "Who is willing to carry forward the style and work hard...Our drama is different from ordinary dramas. Firework safety is extremely important. The masters have to get up early to work, prepare props, and arrange explosion points..."

Kang is like a North American brown bear, squatting in the river where salmon migrate, staring at the fish flying up from the small waterfall with his soybean-sized eyes, and opening his mouth wide to catch them.

However, there is no Junjie who knows current affairs.

These people seem to have not figured out the food chain of the crew.

So Director Kang explained again: "I still want to get in touch with the master of technology..."

This is very clear.

Fang Yi noticed that the bald brother Guo Yan had an unspeakable expression of constipation or hemorrhoids on his face.

Zhang Yi was overjoyed, "Director, I am willing." He raised his hand and splashed the mud on his body, "I answered the call and went to the countryside to receive re-education."

The same goes for Zhang Guoqiang, who has a strong root, and would rather be bitten by mosquitoes and sleep on straw mats than be with the director.

Pass down one by one.

When he arrived at Duan Yihong, he lowered his head slightly and reacted for a while before agreeing.

Fang Yi had already got the script at this time, and he knew that Duan Yihong might be the same as him, and he had a bit of a personality disorder after entering the play.

The eyes of the crew gradually turned to Fang Yi.

It's impossible to be special, you can still play tricks with the director?
"I want to take my talent to the countryside!"

Democracy discussion is over.

People dance around the bonfire.

Zhang Yi limped over and gave Fang Yi an elbow, "Are you an expressionist?"

"What do you mean?"

The crippled Zhang Yi pointed to his leg, and under Fang Yi's shocked gaze, he stood up straight. "I, experience school."

Then keep on limp.

"I'm from Ye Luzi. I wanted to take your Central Opera exam back then, but I passed the culture class, and I was not allowed to perform in the re-examination. They said that my image was not good, so I was asked to study directing; do you think it is possible? What does this have to do with letting people get out? the difference?"

"Later, although I was admitted to the art troupe after a while, I didn't take classes. I just acted on my own. I worked as a stage manager for a few years, and I occasionally went to the theater with people."

"The previous year's "Soldier Assault" was the first time I cooperated with a famous person. I finally got on the road, and it has been ten years. Ten years."

Zhang Yi sighed with emotion and rubbed his lame leg.

"Then you are very good." Fang Yi stretched out his thumb.

However, Zhang Yi said, "I heard... Hey, you don't need to hear about it. I can tell by looking at you. You must be the one who passed it once. You don't need to say a word. I just want to know that you didn't fail the exam." What about you, how did you do?"

His words were sincere.The glow of the bonfire swayed like a human on his face.

It seems to be the lost back of the youth version of Zhang Yi who was rejected because of his appearance more than ten years ago.

At this moment, Fang Yi suddenly discovered that Senior Duan, whom he was going to visit, was also looking at him quietly.

Zhang Yi explained: "He passed the exam, although his appearance is not good."

"He just took the exam for three years."

　Today's chapter.Re-watching the mysterious and fascinated.

　　Before, it was because of reading mysteries and some historical novels.Damn, took me into the ditch, writing entertainment articles, and subconsciously going to group portraits.When I realized it, I had already written some persuading chapters, and I thought it was majestic.Some time ago I wanted to change it, but I couldn’t.

　　Brothers, you can pay attention to Yang Chenkong's book list. I found that he is more reliable than Daily Guidance. Last time I read a writer who wrote daily entertainment recommended by him, I wondered why he still pushed it after being a eunuch for so long.I clicked in and read a few chapters, ah, the writing is really good.If that buddy was in better health, he would probably be a master of the niche again.

　　I really hope that my brother wins tens of millions.I read novels at home every day.

　　


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