Entertainment, I only like to make movies

Chapter 75 Am I Really Serious? ? [Seeking for a monthly pass for a recommendation! 】

"no problem."

Fang Ziheng agreed without even asking about the character's situation.

This kind of opportunity to brush your face is too rare to be missed.

As for whether Zhen Juan would have any objections, it was not Fang Ziheng's business to worry about it, Han Dong and Huang Jianxin would take care of it.

Besides, "The Founding of a Country" is a gift film!
Even if Zhen Bullet took the guts of a leopard, he would not dare to be dissatisfied with the opinion put forward by the superior after the review.

I really thought he could hit ten at a time, what a joke!
Then, Fang Ziheng read the script of "The Founding of the People's Republic of China". Huang Jianxin asked him to make suggestions and help with the script. He didn't say much, but just echoed it.

"The Founding of the People's Republic of China" can be regarded as a first-class script among the gift films after the new century, and the quality of the film is also qualified.

It shows the vision of people of all ethnic groups pursuing a better life together when the country was founded. People from all democrats offered their suggestions and participated actively, and gathered together in the imperial capital, which was a grand occasion.

Of course, it's not without flaws.

In the movie, Principal Chang was shown too positively, which did not fit the background at the time.

Fang Ziheng didn't point out this problem, and he didn't need to talk too much.

Director Han and the reviewers above all know this issue, why didn't they mention it.

No way, for harmony and unity!

After chatting for a while, a staff member knocked on the door and took Fang Ziheng to make up.

Fang Ziheng and Han Dong greeted each other, and followed the staff to a spacious meeting room.

The meeting room was converted into a dressing room, and dozens of actors of all ages were doing their makeup.

Fang Ziheng also saw Deng Chao, this guy with his shoulder-length unruly hair, sitting on a stool while a make-up artist wiped it off.

Fang Ziheng stopped and walked, taking the initiative to say hello to several old artists, and other people greeted him with smiles when they saw him.

"Director Fang, there is a seat here."

"Okay, sorry to bother you."

Sitting in front of the mirror, Fang Ziheng opened the script and watched the character while putting on makeup.

Tian Han!
The lyricist of "March of the Volunteers" is over 50 years old.

Fang Ziheng's age and appearance are obviously not suitable for this role. He has to wear heavy makeup and age to around 40 years old.

Fortunately, Tian Han wears glasses, otherwise, he might not be able to grasp this role.

The plot of the shooting is quite simple. In the conference hall of Huairen Hall, a group of democrats discussed the five-star red flag and the national anthem.

Fang Ziheng's role is to be the first to speak out about the issue, first to support the five-star red star, and then to propose that the lyrics of "March of the Volunteers" do not need to be revised.

Two scenes, each two 3 minutes.

After putting on makeup and taking a set photo, Fang Ziheng followed the staff to the set.

People come and go on the set from time to time, and the stars and big names are in a hurry.

The director is Huang Jianxin, and his speed of directing the play is not fast, and every shot has to be adjusted several times.

"Crack!"

"Fang Dao, your tone should be calm first, then high!"

"Crack!"

"Props, give Director Fang a pair of larger black-rimmed glasses."

"Okay! This game is over!"

It wasn't until six o'clock in the afternoon that Fang Ziheng finished two scenes.

After removing his makeup, he went to the hotel to say goodbye to Director Han, and asked about the movie's schedule by the way.

Director Han kept his feet on the ground, took out a few timetables of movie releases in the second half of the year, and dismissed him.

Fang Ziheng didn't care about this, and happily left with the timetable.

In the hotel parking lot, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Zeng Li's number.

"Hello, Miss Zeng Li."

"Well, I've just finished my work, okay, I'll come right over."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ziheng started the car. Just as he was about to leave the hotel, he saw Old Dengtou standing on the doorstep and waving wildly at him.

He pretended not to see it, stepped on the gas pedal, and the Audi sprinted onto the street and disappeared quickly.

Old Deng probably wanted to take a ride, and he didn't have time to deal with this guy right now.

.........

The place where Zeng Li lives is not far from the Chinese Opera, and there is a [-]% new community nearby, with two bedrooms and one living room.

When Fang Ziheng arrived at her house, the night had already dimmed.

Miss Zeng is wearing loose blue and white casual clothes, her figure is light, noble and glamorous, like a ripe peach.

After getting a cup of tea for Fang Ziheng, Zeng Li pointed to the living room, and said with a slight smile, "The dishes will be ready in a while, you sit down first."

"It's okay, you'll be busy first."

Holding a teacup, Fang Ziheng walked around the room slowly, then sat down on the sofa in an orderly manner.

The tempting aroma of vegetables wafted from the kitchen, and there was a cctv3 variety show on the TV.

Fang Ziheng glanced at the kitchen from time to time, and gradually muttered in his heart.

Zeng Li only invited him for dinner tonight?

Where is Concubine Lin?

As the messenger, Sister Lin didn't come to have dinner together.

The time that followed verified his guess.

Sister Lin didn't show up until all the dishes were served.

"Dinner"

Seven or eight dishes were brought out from the kitchen. Fang Ziheng sniffed and moved his index finger.

On the table.

Zeng left a bottle of red wine, said while pouring the wine: "Today's meal is nothing else, I just want to thank you very much."

"Thank me for what?" Fang Ziheng took the red wine glass, shrugged and asked innocently.

"You really don't know?"

Zeng Li clinked glasses with him lightly, and said softly, "You know about my situation. In the words of my concubine, I'm more Buddhist, I don't fight or grab, and I'm not suitable for being in the entertainment circle."

"Well, isn't it?"

"Of course not. At least I don't belong to Buddhism. What is Buddhism? Buddhism means laziness. I don't want to work or act!"

"Feifei's words are only half right. When I just graduated, several of my classmates were already famous, and I was the same. I also wanted to stand under the spotlight.

It's just that I don't pay much attention to fame and fortune. I only have a soft spot for acting. I want to play every role well and gradually become famous with the roles.

Later, when I entered the society, entered the circle, and saw the intrigues and dirty deals of various crews, my sense of fame and fortune became even weaker.

After Zeng Li finished speaking in one breath, he took a big sip of red wine.

She stared at Fang Ziheng, her bright eyes sparkled, and she said with a sweet smile: "I am a professional actor, even in the 'Buddhist Department', I would want to act in a role that appeals to me.

And what Feifei said is right, with her here, I just have to act well, I don't have to be taboo like before, I can also guard against that, I can completely throw away my previous worries.

Director Fang, I want to thank you, the two roles of Ah Xiang and Andy, let me regain the passion and confidence to be a good actor. "

Saying that, Miss Zeng drank another glass with him, and drank the red wine in the glass with her neck raised.

Fang Ziheng didn't speak, but with a faint smile on his face, he put the red wine to his mouth.

He understood Zeng Li's words. Her Buddhist affiliation was just a lack of fame and fortune, and she didn't care too much about being a celebrity.

She likes acting, likes to stand in the spotlight, likes to play different roles and experience different lives.

He and Concubine Lin brought her a sense of security and aroused her confidence and desire for acting.

She doesn't need to be like other female artists, willing to sacrifice her body for a role, and laugh with wine at the wine table.

Before this, Zeng Li was very tired of this kind of thing, and would rather not accept the script than to join in the dirty tricks.

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables."

Fang Ziheng put down his wine glass, took a piece of Mushu meat, looked at Zeng Li and said with a smile, "Sister Li and Sister Lin are fine, we haven't known each other for long, do you really trust me that much?"

"Believe it, the concubine said that you are lustful but not courageous."

Zeng Li blinked his eyes, with a three-pointed charm and narrow smile, stared at him and said: "That night, you were very serious, didn't you care about me?"

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