MTL - I Really Can’t Act-Chapter 310

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If Mei Zihan performs well, it is best to pass by one or two, so that can save a lot of money. But in the same way, Wen Mingjiang had some confidence in the teacher's vision, and he was not so confident in his script.

In the evening, Wen Mingjiang, Mei Zihan, and Jiang Ying went to the barbecue restaurant to find a box and chatted while chatting. The funding was not more than 300 yuan.

In this way, Mei Zihan had a deeper understanding of the poverty of the crew.

It seems that he is quite rich as a 38-line young actor.

Mei Zihan may not have eaten barbecue for a long time, and I do n’t want to eat a few bunches in the summer, I am really sorry for my belly.

At first, she was worried about her own image. After all, Mei Zihan's appearance was not very good. In addition, Jiang Ying was studying abroad.

However, I did not expect that just after a plate of beef skewers came, Mei Zihan only ate two, and Jiang Ying had already solved half of them.

He eats more than himself.

After eating, Jiang Ying also thinks that the beef is too old. It should be better to brush with another layer of oil when roasting.

This is the biggest difference between a big brother who can cook and a salty fish who can only eat.

There are only two kinds of judgments Mei Meihan made on food, "It's better than the last one" and "It's worse than the last one."

As for what's different in the middle, sorry, he couldn't eat it at all.

Mei Zihan was unwilling to show weakness and no longer hesitated. She opened her bow from side to side and ate heartily.

Wen Mingjiang glanced at the two men, and silently opened the mobile phone to see his Yu'ebao and see if his money was enough to pay the bill.

I thought that eating barbecue would save money, but now it seems better to eat buffet.

But, there is no box for the buffet.

Chinese people like to talk at the wine table the most. After eating and drinking less than eight full, Mei Zihan discovered that Wen Mingjiang had started talking nonsense.

——God knows that Wen Mingjiang has a face of a northern man who can drink, but he was drunk with a bottle of beer? It really makes people sigh, "People can't look."

"The two of you don't know. My father is a poor man, really, very pitiful." Wen Mingjiang took a drink and his eyes began to get confused.

Poor, this little guy is really drunk.

"Director, you're drunk." Mei Zihan hurriedly asked the boss to serve a pot of cold sour plum soup to hang out for Wen Mingjiang.

But Wen Mingjiang started to get confused.

Seeing Mei Zihan's refusal, she began to speak up.

"Do you know that he was a college student? When we were young, college students were so valuable. But he guarded me and a few elder brothers all his life and didn't dare go too far. Because the children of my neighbor's house were abducted ... but ... but neither of my brothers and he are his children. "

...... This is an anise.

Three children, none of them?

Mei Zihan still thought silently. After thinking about it, the script that I want to play seems to be based on the real life of the director.

Since it is a "stepdad", it is definitely not a pro.

However, this is a housework of others. I am just a little actor, so don't know too much.

Classical routines in TV series, know too much and will not end well!

Wen Mingjiang exploded into an annoyance, weeping on the table and crying, without any burden as a handsome idol.

Facts have proved that, except for Jiang Ying, handsome guys crying are hard to see.

Mei Zihan's heart ape.

"He promised my mother that he would raise a few of us well. My mother was a beautiful girl when she was young, but she was so beautiful. With her three boys, it was difficult for her husband to survive, and she married later. A bastard. "

Wen Mingjiang smashed the table, "It was really an asshole, beating a woman, and later became addicted to gambling. My mother was pregnant with my sister and was aborted alive. At that time, my dad was a college student who had just returned, visiting relatives , I met my mother, pity her, and helped her divorce. But some people in the village started to gossip ... "

Mei Zihan's careless thoughts disappeared without a trace, but seemed a little cramped.

He realized that he might have heard the director's privacy, and that it was still not so good.

Mei Zihan turned her head to see Jiang Ying and found that Jiang Ying also stopped eating and drinking.

Although the director is drunk, at least respect is indispensable.

"Later, they were together. My dad had no relatives. He came back to visit relatives and turned into a grave sweep. He has pity on my mother, and he also likes my mother, and he likes us. When my mother was dying, he pulled me My brother ’s hand, I ’m sitting next to her, she wants us to be filial to my dad. My dad really did not marry again for us. Before he forced me to study, I was not obedient, I scolded him, 'You are not me Why does my dad care about me? 'I really regret it, really ...'

Mei Zihan couldn't think of any comfort words.

Children who want to raise children but never wait for them have always been the biggest problem entangled between parents and children.

When I was young, I did n’t understand anything. Many unpleasant words can be smoothly spoken to my loved ones. I do n’t know how hurtful my words are.

When you get older, you know you are wrong, and you ca n’t say anything about apology.

Wen Mingjiang didn't need much comfort, he just wanted to talk to someone.

"By the time I was in college, my dad was found to have stomach cancer. He used to feed us very rarely when he was full. Three young boys, how much they can eat, but I have never been hungry. Brothers than I can do it, but no amount of money can save him. During the Ching Ming Festival, my elder brother said, "Brother, you can make a show for my dad. He used to watch your TV series as a screenwriter every day." "

Wen Mingjiang suddenly stood up, rushing in front of Mei Zihan, and stood a bit unstable.

"Master said, no one can watch such a TV show, and it has to be changed. It must be changed. I can understand that, really, I can tolerate the sedition of the dog's blood. As long as it can be broadcast, I can accept the main characters unchanged. , I will definitely work very hard and shoot very hard. "

As long as he can shoot and broadcast, he can sacrifice a lot of things.

He used to write many of these dog-blood dramas with Master, and even secretly vowed that he would definitely not be these things after making his first drama. But in principle, you can give up completely under this drama.

As long as this can be shot, as long as this can be broadcast.

Mei Zihan filmed more scenes of "Dead Parents, Dead Wives, and Dead Children", but the scenes were fake and the emotions were fake. Now, once things come true, they are especially pathetic and pitiful when placed on real people.

"I didn't perform well before, I ..." Mei Zihan wanted to express his feelings, and when he reached his lips, he could hardly speak.

If Wen Mingjiang didn't say this, he could naturally pick up the show and come at his own pace.

Wen Mingjiang said it.

Mei Zihan had no way to tell himself that he could be casual in this play.

Wen Mingjiang is a new director, and the pressure is high, so he can say so much after getting drunk.

These words should not have been said.

Too many messy things will only show that he is unprofessional and sells miserably. On the contrary, he will be disgusting, and even more vicious will even feel that he is consuming his father.

But these words lingered in his heart for a long time.

The money was made by my brothers, the story was changed by the teacher, and the people were involved in the friendship.

He was like a poor worm who was borrowing everywhere, and built a house for himself with pieces of pieces, but he didn't know if he could actually build the house.

You ca n’t let your brother ’s money go to waste, you ca n’t let the teacher ’s mind go to waste, you ca n’t break your ideals, and you ca n’t let your father feel regret in the spirit of heaven.

As an actor, Mei Zihan knew that Wen Mingjiang was telling the truth.

Even if he hadn't had much contact with Wen Mingjiang before that, but after Wen Mingjiang said something like this with alcohol, he also wanted to cry.

You want to cry.

But after saying so much, the creators started to fall asleep.

"Jiang Ying, I remember you said that such a script must perform real feelings to make the audience feel the same grief?" Mei Zihan asked suddenly.

"At least, the actor must first be touched." Jiang Ying replied, "If even you feel that the script is false and you can't convince yourself that this is true, then the things you perform will not be false by others."

If one day, you can perform a picture that will make the audience feel breathless after a few years, even ten or ten years later, if you want to cry, then you can be said to be supernatural. .

Maybe it's cold.

However, Jiang Ying feels that this is probably the best script that Mei may have encountered in the next few years since his debut.

Idol dramas that discriminate in the main drama, and popular stars of the idol drama in turn discriminate against these old-fashioned.

In different eras, the standards of discrimination are different.

Are those so-called big productions better than these so-called "thunder shows"?

No, not necessarily.

There are many movies and TVs on the market that don't even tell the most common stories, but they wrap the kernel with exquisite packaging, so that people won't discover it so soon.

After finishing her own words, Mei Zihan approached the registered woman and asked, "My information is almost filled, can I get the number plate?"

"Yes, yes." The woman handed over a number plate with the number eight on it.

Mei Zihan took the sign and went straight to the room inside, without giving the outside men and women more chance to say anything.

They won't say anything nice anyway.

The room was full of six people, and the audition had not yet officially started.

Mei Zihan even found a few familiar faces inside, but couldn't name anything, so she found a seat and sat down.

The young man outside came in and saw Mei Zihan's indifferent look, and the fire in his heart was almost gone. But he must not mess up the audition. The opportunity is rare. He has also played a lot of rich second generations in the MV before, and he is still quite good at this role.

If it is really chosen, then find a broker to run it, and maybe you can really develop into TV series in the future.

Nowadays, the singing scene is down. Everyone knows that TV series and movies make money, and he is rushing here with a brain, but he is too old and too angry. It is impossible to grab a good role.

Thinking so, he felt that Mei Zihan was a waste of opportunity.

If he played "The Grass in the Army", he would definitely market himself from time to time and play nostalgic emotional cards. Where would there be no sense of existence?

Mei Zihan still had some approval for the scene in the audition.

Perhaps because everyone was no longer young, the room seemed very quiet. In the same way, each other knows that the competitors are bad, and there is no idea of ​​association.

It's nine o'clock soon.

The woman who originally registered at the door came in, her eyes stayed on Mei Zihan for a while and then she turned away quickly.

"Please follow me on number one."

A handsome man with a slight sense of vicissitudes stood up.

He is almost one and a half meters tall, and Mei Zihan secretly guessed whether this man was a model.

When this person stood up, Mei Zihan knew that the director was unlikely to choose him.

Although there is nothing wrong with the theme of this play as a military theme, for the role of the second man, this person seems a bit too majestic.

Of course, other roles have not been fixed, maybe he has a chance to try other.

As a matter of course, No. 1 did not return directly after the audition, so as not to say something to those who did not audition, which would interfere with their performance at that time.

Mei Zihan looked at her phone. It was about five minutes in person, very short.

Soon, it was the seventh.

No. 7 deliberately passed by Mei Zihan, raised his chin slightly, and then strode over.

Well, it would be better if it wasn't going down.

"Number eight."

After waiting for Mei Zihan to come up with a reason, Mei Zihan's turn soon.

Mei Zihan followed the female assistant to the audition room, and was a bit surprised when she saw the scene in the room.