He comes with roses

Chapter 29 [029] A sign of uncertainty about life and death
The cause was still Director Lu Ming and Liu Lu, who suffered from insomnia because he was unhappy playing mahjong.

I couldn't sleep, so I awkwardly browsed the Internet, and happened to see a Reuters related topic about "Elopement".

So, he asked them to play mahjong, the two of them played blindly, and then happily ran off to have a snowball fight?

Moreover, Ji Zhi, that bastard in the photo, smiled so blindly that he had to hold it in for a long time even if he was even remotely affectionate on the set.

Lu Mingliu immediately went to complain to Xie Tong.

Xie Tong saved Ji Zhi's face a little bit: "He has never done any emotional scenes since his debut. If you are tired, please take care of him more."

But she was not polite in front of Ji Zhi.

"I hired an acting teacher for you. The weather has been bad these two days. Director Lu will film Cheng Su and the others' scenes first. Come back and give me two lessons."

Outrageous?
He has been in the industry for almost six years. He has won film awards and is a talented actor who cannot fit into one picture of his masterpiece. He is actually said to have to go back to school because he is not good at emotional scenes.

"How can you teach emotional drama? It's just a fool's errand, I won't do it."

"Fu Linghua, Ji Mingjiao's acting teacher, will you go?"

"The law of true fragrance" will never be absent. Ji Zhi finally poked his head out from under the quilt: "Aren't you talking about a performing arts master?"

It took the second brother half a month to hire Fu Linghua to teach Ji Mingjiao how to get started in acting. He said he did not want to accept students from the top of the film and television industry of the last century.

How did Xie Tong do it?
"I didn't invite you, she took the initiative to find me." Xie Tong also felt strange, "She said that you are weak, it's a pity."

What else could Ji Zhi say?Of course, just pack up and go back to the capital.

Fu Linghua is over 70 years old and is not used to living in high-rise buildings, so she lives in a courtyard in her hometown after quitting the industry.

This courtyard was densely packed, so Ji Zhi searched for the house numbers one by one. When he was almost at the end, he met an old man who was watering the potted plants outside the courtyard.

The old man was gray-haired but energetic. He was leaning on a cane and humming cheerful opera tunes.Before Ji Zhi could make the next move, he heard the uncle shout into the yard: "Hua'er, that kid is here."

Ji Zhi: A sign of uncertainty about life and death.

People who usually show their teeth and claws are rarely respectful: "Hello, is this where Teacher Fu lives?"

The uncle finished watering the flowers, turned around and looked Ji Zhi up and down: "Are you Ji Zhi? Hey, you're quite handsome."

Ji Zhi: To be honest, I might as well not be Ji Zhi.

There was another sound of crutches hitting the ground. The uncle immediately put down the pot for watering the flowers and told Ji Zhi to come in.

In the yard, a silver-haired grandma was also walking on crutches. At first glance, she looked like a weather-beaten but tough and bright woman. She was in good condition, upright, and spoke softly and slowly to the uncle.

"Come out without adding a coat?"

"It doesn't matter, just a few steps."

When Ji Zhi was in college, he came into contact with many works of Fu Linghua. The teacher would use her performance as a template, and the students would use her material as a project.

This actor who is like a theater man is not very beautiful, has no family background, and has not graduated from a major, but with his strength, he has raised the threshold for literary and artistic workers in those decades.

Even after he was awarded the title of Master of Performing Arts, he continued to act. He only announced his retirement four or five years ago, citing physical discomfort.

Now that Ji Zhi saw the real person, he knew what the physical reason was.

Fu Linghua was invisible.

He stood here for a long time, Fu Linghua's eyes seemed to be focused on the uncle.

(End of this chapter)