I became famous after I didn't grow tall

h City, Chengyang District, Film and Television Talent Market.

The nature of this place is similar to the film and television city in Wei Lan's previous life, but the form has changed to a certain extent.

The film and television city in the shooting era is equivalent to a large and small studio concentration, with all kinds of extras wandering around. If the director needs a small role, the studio manager will come out to greet him, and the extras waiting for the opportunity will swarm in like sharks smelling blood.

In this world's holographic movie era, the only difference is the difference in hardware facilities.

The film and television talent market consists of two parts, one is a hall full of people, and the other is the actor cabin placed here by major film and television companies and film and television equipment rental companies.

According to the needs of the production party, the studio manager will post an announcement in the talent market to find suitable extras. After a simple selection, they will be brought to the actor cabin area at the back, allowing the extras to enter the actor cabin of the talent market and shoot different roles remotely through the Internet. The real leading actors and supporting roles with more roles will go directly to the studio of the production company to shoot.

Of course, in this era, corpses and people in the distance without special viewing angles no longer need extras to complete. The director can directly generate this kind of background-like human image in the director machine, just like in Wei Lan's era, many background people in blockbusters were synthesized by technology.

However, when it comes to the need to express the subtle movements and expressions of people, the director machine cannot do it. The behavior pattern of movement is simple and can be set by the director's thoughts. Humans are different. No matter how powerful the director machine is, it can never give the model real consciousness. Therefore, actors are still indispensable and important roles in the era of holographic movies.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, Yang Xingyuan sat on a chair in the hall of the talent market and ate a box lunch for six yuan. This was his breakfast and lunch.

There was half a boiled egg, and only two pieces of fat meat were seen sporadically in the cauliflower fried meat. The amount was sufficient, mixed with oil and water and a large bowl of white rice, enough to satisfy Yang Xingyuan's energy consumption this afternoon. This was also Yang Xingyuan's most expensive meal of the day. In the evening, he usually went back to the rental house to cook a bowl of noodles, or bought three white steamed buns with some peppers on the street for dinner.

If he is lucky, if he gets a minor role in the afternoon, he will usually get 100 to 300 yuan depending on the number of lines, so that he can go to a small restaurant to eat a stir-fried dish or rice bowl for less than 15 yuan in the evening.

Yang Xingyuan has a good seat today, in the middle of the first row of seats in front of the information window, facing the window. This is what he gets by squatting at the entrance of the talent market at 6 o'clock every day. There are also many people who are fighting for him.

"Ding Dong! Huihuang Film and Television Company has a new role demand, role: gatekeeper monk, requirements: male, height is not limited, age under 35, can fake fall... Actors who meet the conditions can go to the registration window, the first batch of reports is limited to 50 people."

Hearing a request for a male, Yang Xingyuan put down the lunch box in his hand to occupy the seat, and rushed to the window in two steps and three steps.

The seat advantage was revealed at this time. There were already people who arrived faster in front of the window. Yang Xingyuan arrived not too late. He was the fifth one to leave his name. His basic information had been entered into the talent market. As long as he registered, the producer would receive his full information.

There were more than ten similar windows in the entire hall. Every time there was a new role demand, it would be crowded with people.

After doing all this skillfully, Yang Xingyuan walked back to his seat and continued to eat. The next thing was to wait for notification.

Less than ten minutes later, a notification came from the window: "Actors whose names are read below, please go to area C11 for an interview..."

Yang Xingyuan listened carefully. No one called his name. He did not show any disappointment. This situation is very normal here. There are too many people and too little porridge. It is normal not to be selected.

However, there are many similar roles. It was almost lunch time just now. When it starts at 1 pm, the broadcast speed will not even stop until 6 or 7 o'clock. If he is lucky, Yang Xingyuan will get a role every three to five days on average.

In fact, if other extras were as diligent as him, they wouldn't have such a low frequency of acting. It's just that Yang Xingyuan's appearance is not good enough in the film and television industry.

He is 1.73 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, and his appearance is not good-looking among ordinary people. The only advantage is that his facial features are not aggressive and he looks more friendly. In order to realize his dream, he ran to H City with his passion and became a so-called H drifter. He is now 32 years old and still hasn't made a name for himself in the acting industry.

He has been in the talent market for three years, and has taken on many roles sporadically. The most important role is just a traitor in an anti-Japanese war drama, with less than ten lines in total.

Life must go on. Yang Xingyuan has thought about returning home many times, but every morning, he still habitually washes his face, puts on his clothes and runs to the talent market. Perhaps this endless pursuit has become his habit without him realizing it.

At 12:10 pm, when ordinary white-collar workers were having lunch, the talent market was crowded with people. It was close to the first peak of the afternoon casting, and the flow of people increased greatly. Everyone began to look for a suitable position.

Yang Xingyuan sat in a chair, looking at the public screen in the window from time to time.

At this time, a greeting came from next to him: "Xiaoyuan!"

Yang Xingyuan heard the voice and turned around. It was a naked man in his teens. He smiled and greeted him enthusiastically: "Brother Wang!"

In this film and television talent market, there are not only individual extras, but also intermediary agents, which are popular brokers.

This type of intermediary will keep in touch with a type of crew and actor. For example, a broker who specializes in war dramas will know a group of extras suitable for war dramas, and keep in touch with many producers. When a producer needs a large number of extras, they are usually too lazy to post notices in the talent market, so they directly find a familiar intermediary agent and use his actors.

Of course, in order to establish a long-term relationship with the first party, this type of agent must also be knowledgeable enough. Filming costs money every minute. If the intermediary recommends an inappropriate extra, it will waste time and money, and will also be blacklisted by the crew.

Therefore, intermediary agents who continue to work in the talent market have certain connections in the industry and have good vision. Wang Jun in front of Yang Xingyuan is such a person, and he will not neglect the other party.

Seeing Yang Xingyuan decisively leave the hard-to-get seat and come up to light a cigarette for him, Wang Jun's eyes showed satisfaction. He felt that his trip today was not in vain for his attitude and emotional intelligence.

Wang Jun leaned on Yang Xingyuan's fire to light the cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke: "Let's not say polite words for now. I came to you today on purpose. There is news about a role. I think you can try it."

Yang Xingyuan's eyes lit up: "Brother Wang, what role is it?"

Yang Xingyuan is not a fixed team under Wang Jun, but he has worked with him before. The biggest role of the traitor in the war film he received was introduced by Wang Jun.

At that time, Wang Jun admired Yang Xingyuan very much, both in terms of personality and professionalism. For a group actor at the bottom of the actor pyramid, acting is just a means of making a living for him, and he can just deal with it. Only Yang Xingyuan will seriously study every small role he gets.

The first time he saw Yang Xingyuan write a biography for a role with only one line, Wang Jun remembered this ordinary-looking man.

It's a pity that his appearance doesn't fit the conventional image of a soldier, otherwise Wang Jun would be willing to bring Yang Xingyuan to his fixed team.

Hearing Yang Xingyuan's question, Wang Jun took out a leaflet from the briefcase in his hand: "A movie under Wei's Film is publicly recruiting male protagonists. The publicity scope is not so wide. I just happened to see it. After looking at the conditions, I think you are very suitable. Go and audition."

"Male protagonist?" Yang Xingyuan's first reaction was surprise. He grinned uneasily: "How can I play the male protagonist..."

Although he said so, his body's desire still betrayed Yang Xingyuan. He had already reached out to take the leaflet.

The leaflet did not have any exaggerated slogans, but just the commonly used black text on a white background. On the edge was Wei's most commonly used classic logo. At the bottom corner was a line of small words: 'The final right of interpretation belongs to Wei's Film', and it was stamped with an official seal.

Since it was taken out by Wang Jun, it definitely couldn't be fake. The other party knew many production companies and was well-informed. He wouldn't be deceived, nor would he deceive him who was penniless.

But after reading the content, Yang Xingyuan never thought that there would be such simple and strange requirements for the recruitment of male leading actors in the world-

'Movie name: Undisclosed

Director: Wei Lan

Recruitment role: Male leading actor

Appearance requirements: Not handsome.

Age: 25-55, those with outstanding acting skills can be relaxed.

Special conditions: 1. Have rural life and growth experience;

2. Have experience as a teacher or similar position, or have successfully performed a teacher's character. ’

Wang Jun looked at Yang Xingyuan's stunned expression and patted his shoulder: "Don't be stunned, look, is it really suitable for you? I remember when you were drinking, you said that you grew up in your grandmother's house in the countryside when you were a child. Besides, you have also played many roles in rural dramas, so it's no problem."

"This is the male lead of the movie..." Although Yang Xingyuan has a dream of becoming an actor, the male lead of the movie is still far away from him. He felt that he had gone there, but he was eliminated by the film selection experience before he even met the director: "I, I have never been a teacher, nor have I acted."

"Didn't you say that you worked part-time as a teacher when you were drinking before?" Wang Jun asked in confusion.

Yang Xingyuan had a bitter face: "It's the rhythmic gymnastics teacher in the gym. The gym is closed now..."

Wang Jun directly reached out and pushed Yang Xingyuan out: "It's enough to be a teacher. This role is rare and has no restrictions on quality and status. Opportunities don't wait for anyone. You may not get it if you squat here for an afternoon to grab a small role. It's better to try it out. What if?"

Yes... What if?

Yang Xingyuan knew that he was still tempted, but the reality made him hesitate. After all, the gap between an extra and the leading actor of a movie is as huge as a chasm.

"Go ahead, don't forget me, Brother Wang, when you become successful in the future!" Wang Jun smiled at Yang Xingyuan.

Yang Xingyuan smiled shyly at Wang Jun at the entrance of the talent market, waved at him, turned around and ran out of the door.

Wang Jun looked at the sunshine at the door, and took a puff of cigarette with a slightly fluctuating mood. People who bloom in the mud often lack an opportunity, but some people meet it, and some people will never meet it in their lifetime.

Reality is not a movie, and it is difficult for miracles to happen, but the process of holding this expectation will make people feel that life is not as bad as imagined.

...

Wei Lan used the No. 3 studio of Wei's during the preparation and production of the film. Of course, this was included in the final production cost.

The studio assistant yawned, looked at the list in his hand, and called out to the corridor: "The last one, Yang Xingyuan, is still there?"

"Here!" Yang Xingyuan stood up from his seat outside the corridor.

While waiting, he had already written a short biography on the memo on his worn-out mobile phone, imagining the characters in his mind.

Working as an extra in the talent market, Yang Xingyuan was particularly sensitive to his own name. When he heard his name being called, he broke away from his thoughts and quickly walked to the studio assistant.

The other party was startled by his voice. He rubbed his ears and looked him up and down. Without saying anything, he pointed to the actor's cabin in the studio and said: "Call the first actor's cabin. Come in quickly. The director is waiting. "

"Hey!" Yang Xingyuan agreed, his heart racing because of nervousness, and his clenched hands became sweaty.

He was very surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that the interview would be in the actor's cabin. In Yang Xingyuan's opinion, this was very luxurious. The auditions for the extras were all performed in reality. The casting director only entered the cabin after seeing that they were suitable. It was indeed an interview. As for the male protagonist of the movie... He suddenly felt that spending more than ten yuan in a taxi to come to Wei's was not a waste. At least he gained more knowledge and experience.

Wei's basic actor cabin is several levels higher than the ones in the talent market. Yang Xingyuan looked at the actor cabin with a shell as deep as the starry sky. It had been more than a week since he last entered the actor cabin. He swallowed and stretched out his hand. I pressed the opening button, pulled on my sleeve to wipe away the fingerprints on the smooth touch panel, put on the shoe cover next to me, and walked in carefully, fearing that I might bump into the instrument accidentally.

Because the actor's cabin in the talent market is often used for group performances, there are always dedicated workers keeping an eye on it to prevent it from being damaged by actors. Yang Xingyuan has developed a habit.

His vision went dark, then brightened.

Yang Xingyuan found himself standing in a dilapidated rural classroom.

There was no one around, and the classroom was not big. The desks were old, but they looked like they had been carefully maintained. Behind them was a blackboard with a few simple arithmetic equations written on it.

"You." A female voice sounded throughout the classroom, sounding tired.

Yang Xingyuan's body trembled with fright, and then he immediately reacted: "Director, director."

The female voice went straight to the topic: "Let's get started. You have been a teacher before, right? Now you are a teacher in this elementary school. Assume there are students below. For five minutes, you will give a lecture." After speaking, the voice disappeared.

"Yes." Facing the empty classroom, Yang Xingyuan's nervousness reached its extreme at this moment.

He stood there helplessly for more than ten seconds before he walked towards the blackboard in a panic.

He cleared his throat and tried to calm down. He was deeply afraid that the director would tell him to get out. He had experienced this situation many times when he was an extra. He had to respond quickly to labor. If he wanted to laugh, he should laugh immediately. If he wanted to cry, he should cry. If you want to cry immediately, it doesn’t matter how deep it is, it’s just a supporting role, as long as the expression is barely in place.

I picked up a piece of chalk, faced the blackboard, and stood still for more than ten seconds.

The director did not rush him. Yang Xingyuan was so nervous that his heart slowly dropped. The touch of chalk and the writing on the blackboard also made him gradually regain his focus. He remembered the biography he had imagined outside the corridor before.

An ordinary teacher who has taught in a village primary school for many years can also teach several courses at the same time. He is neither particularly strict nor very lenient, but he is still deeply loved by students.

Because of the conditions on the flyer, he expected the identity of the male protagonist to be a teacher in the countryside. This was not difficult to guess as long as he was willing to do his homework, and the current scene proved that he was right.

Yang Xingyuan's back bent slightly, and the other hand that was not holding the chalk pressed on his waist.

When he was a child, he went to a primary school in the village. The medical conditions in the village were poor. The class teacher was a male teacher in his teenage years. He had two classes and a tight waist. He would always do this without realizing it during class. His impression of this teacher’s back Very deep, I am trying to imitate him at this moment.

After swallowing his saliva, Yang Xingyuan completely immersed himself in the role with a determination like a gamble.

"Classmate, remember this...this is how a system of linear equations of two variables can be solved." Yang Xingyuan spoke. He spoke Mandarin with a hometown accent, which was very non-standard. This was intentional.

"Take this number, bring in x, and subtract the 5 here...that's how you solve the problem."

Yang Xingyuan carefully solved the problems on the blackboard, pausing from time to time, as if he was not very good and needed time to think. It took him five minutes to solve this linear equation of one variable that an ordinary urban teacher could solve at a glance. Solved.

In the process of solving problems, he would often say when he paused: "You have to remember this."

Until he finished solving this problem, he still habitually recited another sentence, obviously using this sentence as his mantra.

Regarding the teacher's mentality, Yang Xingyuan brought in the mentality he had when he was a dance teacher in a training class - he wanted to stuff all the knowledge points he taught into the students' minds.

After doing all this, Yang Xingyuan stopped moving, stood up straight, and turned back into an ordinary and humble extravaganza.

"Director, I'm done."

"Have you ever been a teacher before?" The female voice sounded again. This time she was not as obviously tired as before and seemed to be energetic.

Yang Xingyuan decided to answer truthfully: "I have only been a dance teacher."

"Well..." Bian pondered for a moment, then lost his voice.

Just when Yang Xingyuan was about to regret that he shouldn't have said that, the scene in front of him suddenly changed--

Yang Xingyuan appeared outside a courtyard, with a wedding sign posted outside the courtyard gate, and it looked like a family that had just held a wedding.

The cold female voice sounded again: "You came back from another place, and the woman you once had an affair with has married someone else."

Yang Xingyuan took a deep breath and asked: "Director, do I know whether she was forced by her family or willing?"

Bian was silent for a while, as if he didn't expect Yang Xingyuan to ask this question, and then there was a little smile in his voice when he answered: "Willing."

"Yes." Yang Xingyuan took a deep breath, brewed his emotions for five minutes, and then started his performance.

The director with a God's perspective was also very patient and did not urge him.

Yang Xingyuan did not forget to bend his back slightly, and first walked quickly towards the courtyard. The closer he got, the slower his pace became.

The expression on his face also changed from the initial shock and disbelief to the sadness of seeing the truth. His eyes were red, and when the tears were about to overflow, he quickly wiped them away, and then he tried to suppress them and regain his calm.

In the process of trying to calm himself, his face would twitch from time to time, showing a painful twist of eyebrows and eyes, which was a manifestation of trying to control his facial expressions but not being able to control them.

He walked to the door, and at this time controlled his expression, looking at the yard with numbness and dullness.

After looking for a while, he finally seemed to understand something, showing a bitter smile, turning around and slowly walking to the other side of the street. While walking, he even deliberately greeted the non-existent "person" in another yard: "I have eaten, you eat slowly!"

After performing to the utmost, Yang Xingyuan stood in place to calm down his emotions, and suddenly there was an indescribable feeling of joy in his heart. This was the first time he played a plot with content and acting skills in such an audition occasion, and the director also gave him a lot of room to play, and did not call him off because of his appearance and qualifications, allowing him to finish the play according to his own ideas.

Even if he still failed, Yang Xingyuan felt that there was no regret for this trip.

He looked at the blue sky with a sense of loss, as if to remember the scene at this moment.

"Director, I'm done with my performance."

Yang Xingyuan counted his breath five times before he heard the director's voice again.

"What's your name?"

Yang Xingyuan answered subconsciously: "My name is Yang Xingyuan."

"You, Yang Xingyuan." A black and white panda cub floated in front of Yang Xingyuan, stretched out its claws to him, and said in a cold and magnetic female voice: "Let me introduce myself again, my name is Wei Lan."

"Are you interested in becoming the male lead of my movie?"