If I don't film, I have to go home and inherit billions of dollars

Chapter 69 Rejection
"The way you feel when cooking makes me feel like the boss in the comics." Huang Lei looked at Wang Qing seriously, and he felt that with the other party's ability, he could make the same cooking as in the comics, and healed. Food for the heart.

"Compared to me, I think you are more suitable for the role of the owner of the late-night cafeteria."

Sitting together in the small wooden pavilion of the mushroom house, Wang Qing looked at the serious Huang Lei in front of him with complicated eyes.

He really didn't expect things to turn out like this, and the crew of the movie Late Night Canteen hadn't been formed yet.

Logically speaking, when I chose the movie Animal World from the three options more than a month ago, I should have missed the other two.

But I didn't expect that there was still the possibility of taking on the show again.

"Actually, I've read the comic about Late Night Canteen, but may I ask, Mr. Huang, when did the original author make the decision to adapt it into a movie?" Wang Qing asked cautiously.

"When?"

Regarding his question, Huang Lei was a little strange, but he didn't ask too much. He thought for a while and replied: "It was more than a month ago. The preparation of a production team is still quite long."

more than a month ago
Now Wang Qing's eyes became more complicated.

If he guessed correctly, more than a month ago, when the three movies Animal World, Late Night Cafeteria, and Rurouni Kenshin were about to be filmed, the system got the news and offered him a choice.

If I didn't choose the animal world at that time, but chose the late-night cafeteria, maybe the preparation of this drama has been completed in advance, and it has even been filmed for a while.

Speaking of which, he seems to have never heard of the crew of Rurouni Kenshin.

"How is it? How do you think about it?" Huang Lei asked, "You know how to cook, and your temperament fits the role very well. It shouldn't be too difficult to act."

When speaking, he is very confident.

The comic "Late Night Canteen" is quite popular in itself. For any actor, he would never miss such a movie, let alone Wang Qing is just a newcomer.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Huang, I know what you mean, but I may not be suitable for this role either."

But Wang Qing's answer was beyond his expectation.

"Why?" Huang Lei asked suspiciously.

Wang Qing explained: "Because of my age, although I know that the face can be solved through makeup, it makes me more mature and fit the character."

"But the gap in age and experience cannot be solved by makeup. My age will make many audiences play, and I don't want to play inappropriate roles at an inappropriate age."

Although he had the opportunity to choose again, Wang Qing still rationally made the same decision as before.

Even without the help of the system, but with Huang Lei's guarantee, he felt that the probability of being selected by the director was still very high.

It's a pity that if it's not suitable, it's not suitable, there's no need to try it, Wang Qing can guess it himself, it will definitely be like a child insisting on acting out that kind of old monster that rejuvenates, and it will only make others feel naive.

"Do you still have the heart to think about these things?" Huang Lei laughed out loud, "Other people encounter this kind of thing, no matter whether it is suitable or not, they have to bite the bullet, not to mention anything else, the reader flow of the late night cafeteria itself can bring The heat is unusual."

"It's good for you. I've given you a guarantee like this, but you actually refused directly."

"Teacher Huang, I..." Wang Qing said apologetically, wanting to say something. After all, the other party gave him such a big gift when they met for the first time, and he refused it, which made him a little embarrassed.

"There's no need to say any more." Huang Lei waved his hand, "I didn't misunderstand you, you are indeed different from those actors now."

But what Wang Qing didn't expect was that Huang Lei was not dissatisfied, but seemed to appreciate him even more in his attitude.

"The profession of an actor is to be worthy of the role you play. You knew this earlier than me. I only started to realize this when I was in my thirties." Huang Lei said with emotion.

"The current actors are too impetuous, making the circle a mess. Although everyone is out to make money, I can understand it, but I still don't agree with it."

"Xiaoqing, don't let money blind your eyes, and always remember your current thoughts."

Using the tone of a person who came here, Huang Lei unconsciously regarded Wang Qing as a junior like Zi Feng.

Although it was only the first time they met, the young man had an inexplicable appetite for him.

Whether it's hobbies or the career of an actor, they are exactly the same as him.

Wang Qing smiled, but didn't answer.

He is very clear that he can see so openly because he doesn't need to face the pressure of life like other people.

To put it bluntly and realistically, although he has always said that he does not want to be like his father, he wants to take care of his family and be more humane.

In fact, whether it was before or now, he still enjoys the inherent advantages they brought him.

If he hadn't lived in such a family and had such a growth experience, maybe he would not have such a personality now. He might pay more attention to money and would accept Huang Lei's audition invitation.

"It's almost time to wake up your sister and the others. You can't sleep most of the time in a program."

After the audition question came to an end, Huang Lei recruited the photographer who was following the shoot again, and reminded him by the way.

It seems that it was because they went to bed too late. Without anyone waking them up, Mr. He and the others slept until ten o'clock and did not wake up. The whole mushroom house was temporarily only able to capture Wang Qing and Huang Lei. .

Thinking that more than seven hours of sleep should be enough, Wang Qing stood up, "I'll call them."

When he came to the second floor, Wang Qing first woke up Teacher He and Dahua, and then went to call for his sister.

"what time is it"

Sleepy-eyed poked her head out of the bed, she seemed to have forgotten what happened last night, and how scared she was at that time.

"It's past ten o'clock." Wang Qing stood at the door and didn't go in. "Hurry up and pack up and get up, we have to leave in the afternoon."

"!"

Hearing his answer, Zifeng sat up as if frightened, and looked at the time with the mobile phone next to the pillow, "Why is it ten o'clock?! It's over, it's over, then I only recorded half of this episode !?"

As she said that, she raised her head and looked at Wang Qing, "Brother, why didn't you call me!"

Wrinkled face, matched with that messy short hair, just like a broken doll that was discarded.

"Don't worry, Mr. He and the others are just getting up."

(End of this chapter)