I really don't want to be trending with big stars

Chapter 75 Maybe He Isn't a Professional Screenwriter

On the second day, early in the morning, Song Yi flew to Yanjing by plane.

After getting off the plane, I went straight to the film and television city.

Even so, it was already noon.

When he arrived on the set, everyone had just finished work and was having lunch.

Tang Wanqing looked at Song Yi who suddenly appeared on the set, feeling a little unexplainably happy in her heart, but she didn't show it.

She smiled at Song Yi and said, "Mr. Song, you came here during the meal time."

After all, on the set, she and Song Yi still had to pay attention to their identities, and couldn't appear too familiar, otherwise it would easily cause some unnecessary misunderstandings.

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Song Yi replied casually: "I haven't eaten breakfast yet, you guys eat, I'll go to the group show and find something to eat."

On the set, the actors and extras didn't eat together.

Actors order takeaway box lunches, while group performers eat big pot meals cooked by the live aunts, usually one meat, two vegetables and one soup.

Since Song Yi came here temporarily and didn't say hello in advance, he must not have a box lunch.

"Or, you can eat mine, I'm losing weight."

Tang Wanqing said: "Don't worry, I haven't started eating yet, it's clean."

"Well, you're fine like this, don't lose weight."

Song Yi joked: "What's so good about being as thin as a bamboo pole?"

"Then I'll ask Xiaotao to buy another copy for you."

Xiaotao put down the lunch box and said, "Then I'll go buy it right away."

"It's really not necessary."

Song Yi stopped Xiaotao and said, "I'll just go over there and deal with it.

Alright, I can't chat with you anymore, or if I go later, I won't have anything to eat there. "

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the big pot of rice.

There are 4 large iron buckets on the ground, which contain seaweed egg drop soup, fried pork, tomato eggs, and fried shredded potatoes.

When Song Yi came, there was not much left inside.

Especially the fried pork, which only has green peppers in it, and there is no meat at all.

That's what eating a big pot of rice is like. When you come late, you have nothing, and it's all taken by the people in front of you.

He found a dinner plate, hit it casually, and then looked around the scene. When he saw an acquaintance, he walked over with it and knelt down beside him.

There is no table for group performers to eat, and they just find a place on the scene and solve it by themselves.

Cao Wang looked at Song Yi who was squatting next to him, eating a big pot of rice with him, and was a little surprised.

"Teacher Song, what's the matter with you?"

Song Yi smiled and said: "I came late, I can only come to your place to eat, take up a little bit of your space, and squeeze you, don't you mind?"

"No, no, how could it be?" Cao Wang hurriedly stepped aside.

Song Yi asked while eating, "Did you watch the premiere of "Golden Branch Desire" last night?"

"I watched it, I watched it, I watched it on the online platform at 7:[-], and I even called to ask my wife to watch it too."

Cao Wang looked a little happy and said: "This is the first time I have a scene and a line. My wife is also happy for me, saying that I am finally promising."

"Really? In the future, there will be more opportunities, so work hard."

Song Yi encouraged: "You should change from a group performer to a group special now, right?"

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Cao Wang nodded: "Currently working as a small special in the crew."

"Then you strive to be promoted from a small special to a medium special actor."

In addition to the leading role in a play, the other actors are graded.

And these actors are generally registered in various film and television cities.

Cao Wang belongs to the ensemble performers in the film and television city of Yanjing.

In this huge group, the bottom group is the group performers, that is, background panels, with the lowest salary, about 100 yuan a day, and the most tiring.

Further up is Qunte.

Group specials are divided into small specials, medium specials and large specials.

Xiaote is also called "Prospect". He shows his face and has a few lines, but not many, just a few words, just like Cao Wang, whose daily salary is about 300 yuan.

On the top is Zhongte, who can have multiple opportunities to play, 600 yuan a day, which is directly double that of Xiaote.

However, it is not easy to receive high-end medium-to-high-end.

After a play is over, maybe you will have to go back to group performances and Xiaote, after all, group performances and Xiaote have a lot of work and plays.

And lastly the big one.

Da Te belongs to the scope of a supporting role in a play, and it is considered the pinnacle of ensemble performances. No matter in terms of treatment and status in the crew, he is not bad.

Such roles are generally not their turn. One is that most of the group performers do not have enough "hard power", their own acting skills and image do not have that strength, and the other is that the "soft power" is not enough.

"Thank you, Teacher Song."

Cao Wang hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Mr. Song, how was my acting? The bandit, I acted according to my imagination."

"It's very good. It's definitely not bad to pass director Zhang Jianzhong's play." Song Yi said with a smile: "Otherwise, I won't encourage you to keep working hard and strive to receive Zhongte's play."

"That's good, I didn't embarrass you, Mr. Song."

Being praised by Song Yi, Cao Wang, a big man, felt a little embarrassed. He smiled and replied: "You brought me into the crew. If I don't perform well, I will be sorry for you."

"Cao Wang, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. If you are not good enough, even if I give you a chance, it will be useless."

"I see."

Not far away, Tang Wanqing was not in the mood to eat at all right now, and kept staring at Song Yi.

A super rich rich second generation can actually eat cheap big pot meals, squatting in a corner, eating and chatting with an extra performer, and chatting happily.

The point is, this scene actually made her feel very harmonious, natural, and not awkward at all.

Xiaotao followed suit and stared at Song Yi, and asked suspiciously, "Boss, is Teacher Song really a screenwriter?"

"Of course it is."

"Then why is he different from other screenwriters?"

Xiaotao has been on countless sets with Tang Wanqing, and she has never seen such an ordinary, ordinary, approachable screenwriter.

Tang Wanqing laughed casually, "Maybe he's not a professional screenwriter."

After all, this is his first TV show.

"." Xiaotao.

Those who discovered this scene, besides Tang Wanqing, also saw brother Xiao who came out to throw away the lunch box.

He was shocked when he saw his screenwriter Song squatting down to eat with a group of performers, and hurried back. He didn't know where to get a folding table and a long bench, and brought them over.

"Mr. Song, why don't you say anything when you come, sit down quickly."

Song Yi looked up at Brother Xiao again, and asked, "Who are you?"

There are so many people in the theater, Song Yi really doesn't know all of them.

Brother Xiao quickly introduced himself: "My name is Xiao Hua, and I'm the drama manager here."

"Oh, thanks."

Song Yi was not too polite, his legs were really numb from squatting.

He got up and sat down, then greeted Cao Wang and said, "Get up, sit with me."

"No need." Cao Wang shook his head and said, "Mr. Song, I can eat like this."

"You are being polite to me, but you don't treat me as a friend."

"Uh, okay then."

Brother Xiao who was standing next to him subconsciously glanced at Cao Wang, who was eating at the same table as Song Yi, and began to think in his heart, what role would this group perform next.
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