Actor: My Entertainment Era

Chapter 96 Happy New Year and Happy Birthday
On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Zhang Yuanjun and his party got off the show and went back to the hotel.

The hotel manager approached him and said with a smile, "Please do me a favor."

"Tell me." You have lived in this hotel for a short time, and everyone knows each other.

"Isn't Chinese New Year coming soon?" The hotel manager rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "Knowing your handwriting is good, our boss asked you to write a couplet for us, and also to win the favor of the crew. If you don't let you write it for nothing, we will pay you a pen fee."

This should be the first time someone asked Zhang Yuanjun for calligraphy, and Zhang Yuanjun happily agreed: "Okay. My calligraphy is not worth much, as long as your hotel doesn't think my writing is ugly."

"How can I. I have read your handwriting. Although I am not an expert, your handwriting is just fine."

Zhang Yuanjun was coaxed into joy: "Okay, wait a minute, I'll go back to my room to get a pen."

"We are ready." The hotel manager smiled.

Most of the peers know that Zhang Yuanjun can write, but Zhang Yuanjun usually practices in his own room, and others rarely see him write.Among those present, only Liu Yifei saw Zhang Yuanjun waving a penny on the spot.

There were no other guests in the hotel except the "Sculpture of God" crew, so the manager simply arranged it in the lobby.

A table was drawn and placed in the middle, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones ready for Zhang Yuanjun.

Zhang Yuanjun tried the pen first, and then asked, "What do you write?"

"You are knowledgeable, you read and write." The manager laughed.

Writing couplets for hotels should not be too elegant, people are doing business and asking for money, it is better to be vulgar.

I own a restaurant, and Zhang Yuanjun has ninety if not a hundred of these couplets.

Looking at the prepared paper, Zhang Yuanjun already had a plan in mind, and immediately wrote in a beautiful running script:

"A person is already drunk before the wine touches his lips, and it is too early to go somewhere after drinking two glasses"

"The taste of the food is delicious first, and it will not be too late to go home after eating a meal"

Horizontal comment: "Customers come like clouds"

"Good!" I don't know if they really think it's good, or flattering Zhang Yuanjun.

Anyway, the hotel manager happily accepted it, saying that it would be posted early in the morning.

On the evening of the [-]th, the crew of "Sculpture of the Gods" celebrated the New Year collectively at the hotel, and all the cast and crew of the crew had a New Year's Eve dinner together.

At the banquet, Zhang Jizhong announced that the entire crew will be on vacation tomorrow morning and work will start in the afternoon.

It's all about progress.When the crew arrived in Xiangshan, it rained almost every day. Normally, one episode could be filmed in three days. After arriving in Xiangshan, it was thankful that they could shoot one episode in five days.

Hundreds of people in the production team have been together day and night for more than three months, and they are very familiar with each other. They can sleep in tomorrow, and everyone has let go.

Here, Wu Zhi is drinking wine with Zhong Zhentao; over there, Zhang Jizhong hugs Zhang Yuanjun, chatting and laughing, drinking two glasses from time to time; further on, Liu Yifei is biting a juice straw, talking to her mother...

Zhang Yuanjun didn't drink too much, but his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were sleepy.

The crew also had to watch the Spring Festival Gala together. Zhang Yuanjun wanted to go back to sleep early, and after watching "Small Hammer 40, Big Hammer 80", he wanted to leave the show.

But after this show, Zhou Tao introduced again: "Let's enjoy the dance together, "Avalokitesvara with Thousand Hands."

Zhang Yuanjun's buttocks got off the stool, and after hearing this, he sat back down again.

Zhang Yuanjun doesn't know dance, and has seen only a few dances. In his limited experience, he would like to call this piece of "Avalokitesvara of Thousand Hands" one of the best Spring Festival Gala dances.

Zhang Yuanjun doesn't understand, but some people do.

As a former national first-class dancer, Liu Xiaoli has long been on the stage, but she has always paid attention to the dance industry, and folk dance is her major, so she is naturally qualified to express her opinions:
"It's the first time I've watched this dance." "Avalokitesvara of Thousand Hands" made a stunning appearance at the Athens Paralympic Games before, but Liu Xiaoli didn't watch it. "The arrangement is very good. The movements, costumes, and music are deeply rooted in traditional culture. The whole program has a high intention and the effect is extremely elegant. What's more rare is that it is a rare pure dance program. Dance is usually paired with music, and it may even become a vassal of music, but "Avalokitesvara" is also very beautiful if you turn off the sound."

For young people who don't watch dance, Liu Xiaoli said: "You also don't watch much, but there are still good things. In the [-]s, I went to see Yang Liping's "Spirit of the Sparrow", and that was the good stuff."

Which pot does Liu Yifei lift? "Then mother, who is better, you or Yang Liping?"

Liu Xiaoli admitted frankly: "She is amazing, she is an unrivaled talent in the Chinese dance world."

Speaking of dancing, Liu Xiaoli inevitably said a few more words: "You," said her daughter, "The limbs are so poorly proportioned that you are not suitable for dancing."

Liu Yifei only has a head, and the proportions of his upper and lower body and limbs are not very good. In the eyes of professional dancers, he is indeed not suitable for this bowl of rice.

Especially Mama Liu's national dance requires long hands and long legs, so that it looks good when danced.

Liu Yifei has no conditions to inherit her mother's mantle.

After watching "Avalokitesvara with Thousand Hands" and listening to Liu Xiaoli say a few more words, Zhang Yuanjun left and went back to his room to rest.

He hangs out with the film crew every day. This year, Zhang Yuanjun didn't even buy new clothes for the Chinese New Year. He just thought about it and bought a pair of very warm wool socks.

Zhang Yuanjun returned to the room, washed up, lay down on the bed, looked at the chandelier with his eyes open, and couldn't fall asleep.

This is the first time he spends Spring Festival outside.

He also laughed at his sister last year, saying that she was crying while hiding under the quilt while celebrating the New Year abroad.

The current Zhang Yuanjun actually felt a little sad from it.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yuanjun fell asleep in a daze, hearing the sound of crackling firecrackers outside the window.

Boom, boom, boom.

Boom, boom, boom.

Four knocks on the door woke Zhang Yuanjun up.

"Zhang Yuanjun." A girl's soft voice came from outside the door.

"Zhang Yuanjun." The girl called out again.

Zhang Yuanjun stared in bewilderment, unwilling to get up.

Perhaps the girl outside the door was waiting anxiously. Two seconds later, Zhang Yuanjun's Nokia rang.

Only then did Zhang Yuanjun really wake up.

"Hey."

"Open the door, I have something to do with you."

"What can't be said tomorrow."

"Good thing, open the door." You could tell that the girl was in a hurry.

Zhang Yuanjun turned over and got out of bed, opened the door for her with his shoes, but refused to let her in: "Elder sister, at [-]:[-] in the middle of the night, you, an actress, knocked on the door of the actor's room. What do you want? It's hard to tell when people see you."

Liu Yifei actually knew the seriousness of the matter, but she said, "I'll leave right away."

"What's the matter, tell me."

Liu Yifei took out a long square box and threw it into Zhang Yuanjun's arms: "For you."

"Give me a gift for no reason, what's your business?" Zhang Yuanjun lost his mind.

Liu Yifei said: "Don't get me wrong, you gave me a seal, I don't want to owe you. Happy birthday." Then she ran away quickly.

Zhang Yuanjun was left alone at the door, a little messy.

This is really the first birthday present he received in his life.

Before he even had time to say thank you, Liu Yifei ran away.

Zhang Yuanjun lost all sleepiness, went back to his room and opened the box.

There is a rod of brushes in the box.

Zhang Yuanjun knew that this brush was not cheap.

He took a bowl of warm water, moistened the pen, and blotted the water with toilet paper, then dipped in the ink, and wrote two words by hand.

It's okay, feels good.

Zhang Yuanjun had an idea, and wrote the six words "Thank you for a happy New Year" with this pen, put the pen in place, took a photo, took both the pen and the words, and sent it to Liu Yifei by MMS.

Not long after, Liu Yifei's reply also arrived: "Happy New Year."

Although he was forced to switch on the phone in the middle of the night, Zhang Yuanjun still showed up at the hotel restaurant for breakfast at 8 o'clock.

(End of this chapter)