Actor: My Entertainment Era

Chapter 31 Back to School

Chapter 31 Back to School
"How is it in the film crew?" On the second day back to school, Zhang Yuanjun approached Mr. Wang Jinsong to sell his leave, and the teacher asked him.

"It's okay, it's quite fun, and acting is like this." Zhang Yuanjun replied.

Over the years, Wang Jinsong asked countless students the same question, but Zhang Yuanjun was the only one who said that filming was fun.

Teacher Wang was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer, so he could only say: "It seems that I have self-confidence. It is a good thing to have self-confidence. I will go back to class in the afternoon or tomorrow?"

"Afternoon, I have nothing to do. I missed too many classes, so I have to make up for it quickly."

Wang Jinsong was very happy that Zhang Yuanjun could say that.

The sophomore year is almost over, and the students of the acting department have long lost their minds, and very few of them can calm down to attend class.

"Okay, you can go to class later."

"Mr. Wang, this is for you." Zhang Yuanjun put a purple clay pot on the table.

Yixing Zisha teapots are well-known both at home and abroad. Zhang Yuanjun bought one as a souvenir for his teacher.

"I have a heart." The pot in front of him is of ordinary shape, and it can be clearly seen that it is an assembly line product, but after all, it is the student's heart, so Wang Jinsong accepted it.

"Teacher," Zhang Yuanjun said after seeing the teacher accepted the gift, "I heard that Zhang Jizhong is choosing a role..."

Before Zhang Yuanjun finished speaking, Wang Jinsong laughed and said, "I'll say that you don't hold back anything when you give gifts. I really can't help you with this. You should go to class in a down-to-earth manner."

Zhang Yuanjun smiled and said: "If you can't help, then you can't help, why are you so anxious, this old man."

When Wang Jinsong was about to stare, Zhang Yuanjun hurriedly said goodbye: "You are busy, I am leaving, and I will return to class on time in the afternoon!"

Zhang Yuanjun moved his big and small luggage back to school.

"No way," Zhang Laosan had no good words as soon as he came back, "My buddies are back after playing the leading role, and you haven't received the play yet?"

Isn't it true that there is no one left in the dormitory.

"How did you mess around?"

"Get out!" Lu Fang scolded, "You have such a cheap mouth, you will be beaten to death sooner or later."

While tidying up, Zhang Yuanjun asked, "What class is this afternoon?"

"script."

As if Zhang Yuanjun didn't hear, he greeted after cleaning up, "Do you want to take a bath?"

"Who will take a bath with you at noon."

"Steaming, steaming, massage and massage, one-stop service, please!"

"The boss is grand!" Everyone was not polite at all, and began to pack their clothes.

A group of four, each with their bags on their backs, walked out of the school.

The school also has a bathhouse, but the service is definitely not as good as the bathing center outside.

Zhang Yuanjun, a southerner, took a long time to get used to the bathhouses in the north. After he got used to it, he fell in love with this way of bathing.

Now in June, the weather has started to heat up, but everyone still took a beautiful bath.

The four of them were soaking in the same pool, and Zhang Yuanjun listened to his roommates talking about what happened at school while he was away; the three of them also listened to Zhang Yuanjun talking about the interesting things that happened on the set of "No. [-] in the World".

"Huang Shengyi and I are not in the same group, and we rarely see each other." The roommates asked him about this "star girl" senior.

"The school said that he has fallen in love with the big boss, is it true?"

"Where do I know where to go?" Zhang Yuanjun really didn't know, "She's finished her job a long time ago, didn't she go back to school?"

"We little ones, where can we see her?"

"This is sour." Zhang Yuanjun covered his face with a towel, "You are just jealous of his good grades."

"Aren't you jealous?"

"To be honest, it was really a little bit at the beginning." Signing Zhou Xingchi to star in "Kung Fu", this achievement, it is normal to envy others.

"But, I feel that Huang Shengyi won't last long in Zhou Xingchi's hands. Sooner or later, the two will turn against each other."

"How to say?"

"Under the collapse of the nest, there are no eggs. Under the background of the decline of the Hong Kong circle, Zhou Xingchi is not immune. At this time, signing the Hong Kong Island and entering the Hong Kong circle is no different from joining the national army in 49."

The decline of the Hong Kong circle is a consensus, but many people think that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Isn’t the mainland market still up, and there are still many people willing to enter the Hong Kong circle.

"Zhou Xingchi is a well-known drama bully. His movies have one and only one main character, and that is himself. Signing Zhou Xingchi will not make him a success."

"If you don't sign Zhou Xingchi, you won't have any good resources if you sign in the mainland." This is true, right now, good resources are still monopolized by a few big directors and companies, and in the film market, few can make money, let alone make money.

"There must be resources on Hong Kong Island, but we couldn't get them in the past. Huang Shengyi's dumb girl is probably the best role a mainland actor can get on Hong Kong Island in the past two years.

"The market is not good now, let's get through it, and after these few years, when the environment improves, there will definitely be filming." After Zhang Yuanjun finished speaking, he called the scrub master and went to enjoy himself.

"Master, take it easy, I was injured before."

After washing for more than an hour, the four of them walked out of the bathing center easily and found a restaurant for dinner.

"I've already invited you to take a bath, so why don't you treat me to dinner?" Zhang Yuanjun ate a meal.

After eating, the group walked back.

"Liu Songren is a nice person, and he can speak Mandarin well..." Zhang Yuanjun opened the door and walked in, "Why are you here?"

Who else could it be, Liu Yifei.

She finished work a week earlier than Zhang Yuanjun and went back to school.

"Get up, get up, don't sit on my bed." Zhang Yuanjun pushed her up and put her on the chair, "I have to give advice to the housekeeper, how can I let girls in casually."

"How did you get in?" Zhu Yawen asked Liu Yifei.

Liu Yifei sat upside down in the chair, put her hands on the backrest, and said, "I just said I came in to find someone, and then Auntie let me in."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

"Then I went to the women's dormitory last month and said to find someone, why didn't the aunt over there let me in." Zhu Yawen said.

"Who knows if you are really looking for someone."

"Why are you here?" Zhang Yuanjun asked after finishing his bed.

"Where are my things?" Liu Yifei stretched out her hand.

"what?"

"What about the words you promised to write to me?"

Zhang Yuanjun promised Liu Yifei to give her a copy of "Lanting Preface".

Zhang Yuanjun didn't forget, and took out the paper tube from the cabinet: "Take it, just write and don't worry about mounting it, remember to return the paper tube to me tomorrow."

Liu Yifei opened the paper tube, took out the scroll and spread it out: "It's so beautiful."

"Do you understand you?"

"Why can't I understand it? Isn't it the best running script in the world? Look at the strokes, the strokes, and the hook."

"Then you comment on this painting." Zhang Yuanjun said.

"This……"

Liu Yifei was speechless, so she suddenly read some popular science materials on calligraphy, and she would definitely not be able to pass the test with Zhang Yuanjun.

"It's good anyway." Liu Yifei didn't want to say, "You're so boring."

"Aren't you leaving after taking the letter?" Zhang Yuanjun issued an order to evict the guest.

"Afternoon script class, where can I go after I leave? Sit with you for a while, and go to class later." Liu Yifei even brought her books.

"If your mother knows that you are sitting in the boys' dormitory like this, she must scold you."

"Impossible. My mother treats me so well that she won't scold me. She doesn't care about me now when I'm in or out of class. "

"You're 17, and you still watch after and after class?" Zhu Yawen laughed.

After chatting for a few words, Zhang Yuanjun didn't speak.He was cramming to read the script he was going to talk about in the afternoon.

Thanks to calligraphy learning, Zhang Yuanjun has a solid foundation in literature and history.

He can understand the text quickly and accurately.

This advantage is particularly prominent in the script class of the sophomore year.

To be honest, seven out of ten art students in this group are scumbags. The combined scores of the high school Chinese and history tests did not exceed 120. Many of them have poor text comprehension skills.

Here I want to criticize Liu Yifei by name.

Zhang Yuanjun sometimes suspects that her mind is different from others.

Her brain circuit is very strange, and her understanding of a text will deviate in details.

Through the text, she sometimes fails to grasp or grasps the wrong logic of the characters' psychological and emotional changes.

This will cause her expression to go wrong, and the audience will question her performance.

Yuan Shikong Liu Yifei has always had this problem in acting before she was 30 years old.

Zhang Yuanjun had been reading in silence until the afternoon class, when everyone went to the classroom together.

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