my wife is a showman

Chapter 11 The chain of contempt, group portrait
Xu Lang retrieved the high-definition video, which turned out to be like this when he was furious.

It's not good-looking, very bad-looking, thanks to my wife, I used to look at this stinky face a lot.

If you become a big star in the future, you should learn to control your emotions.

Or practice how to force yourself to go crazy.

If you practice so many skills hard, you may not be able to use them in the interview. There are so many students, and you are not a well-known figure, so you have no time to show them to you.

At around five o'clock in the morning, Xu Lang woke up Yaya and took a taxi to the hotel.

The room he booked online was near Beijing Film Studio. Probably because of the exam, the original price of more than 400 yuan has now increased to 1000 yuan.

The interview lasted for three days, and he had to stay for at least four nights. If he passed the first round, he would stay for at least one week, and ten thousand dollars would be lost.

Specialized classes are not as long as undergraduate admissions, and it is said that the rankings are released very quickly.

If he hadn't brought his daughter with him, he would have found someone to live in. When the money arrives tomorrow, he must pay off the mortgage first. He cannot let his wife always borrow money to support him.

After all, all the money now is earned by the former Tang Sinuo, her parents should take care of it, so why give you a stranger to spend it?
If you can marry your wife back in the future, please treat your parents better.

Director Li Da said, even if you are close family members like wives and children, you have to continue to earn their respect, which is nothing to be taken for granted.

"Dad, why do you want to be a star?" Yaya asked.

"It's not that I want to be a star. Dad wants to learn how to tell stories. I didn't do it well before, which disappointed your mother." Xu Lang explained.

"The stories you tell me every night are very interesting."

"It's different. Dad wants to tell stories to people all over the world."

"Dad, you are great, but it's a pity that Mom can't see it."

When Xu Yaya talked about her mother, she felt extremely longing for her. Tears rolled out uncontrollably, and her voice made people feel distressed.

Xu Lang kissed his daughter and replied with certainty: "She will see."

The taxi driver couldn't stand it anymore, and said with a smile: "Brother, literary men are middle-aged, Jingzhou is not easy to mess with, you still have children, there is nothing I don't know about the entertainment industry, from godfather to An illegitimate child, it's very messy, I don't have the resources to play around, I don't bother to talk about ordinary people, look at you..."

"Master, thank you for your kindness, I don't want to hear it."

The driver didn't have a chance to talk about it early in the morning, and it was so uncomfortable to swallow the words at the back of his tongue.

"The materials have been collected successfully and have been grouped into the comedy category. You can search for keywords such as #吹牛文化#好为人师# and other keywords to extract."

Xu Lang thinks that if he becomes a director and shoots movies in the future, he can search for a keyword blindly, integrate and arrange the materials, and the quality of the movies will definitely be higher than 90% of the movies.

Art comes from life, and realistic stories are more immersive, and there will always be a market.

Therefore, the material library of the system will provide him with a steady stream of inspiration and themes.

The hotel lobby is full of people. Because they arrived too early, they can't check in now.

Xu Lang wanted to find a place to sit, but he didn't expect this group of people to be divided into two groups.

On the sofa in the lobby on the left, there are tall, handsome boys and girls with delicate features, mostly children in their teens or twenties.

The clothes, handbags, and suitcases on her body are all from world-famous brands.

When talking and laughing, I still don’t forget to pay attention to my image, or cover my mouth, or shake my head and stroke my hair, or show a famous brand watch.

"Why do they look like tall, rich, handsome, white, rich and beautiful when they look good?"

Xu Lang didn't understand this question. Maybe his family was not well off, so he didn't dare to let his children enter art schools.

A beautiful girl with long flowing hair looked at Xu Lang and laughed softly: "Wang Liwei, look, why is there someone taking care of the child?"

"Hengdian is a big construction site, and there are people of all kinds."

The boy with the big back and tight pants just pulled out a white-mouthed Seven Stars when he was stopped by the waiter.

"Sir, smoking is not allowed here, please go outside."

Wang Liwei stood up and said to the girl, "Chen Ge, smoke one."

The two walked to the door of the hotel and started smoking. The girl was quite skilled.

"These people have performance experience, will we suffer a loss?"

"Bullshit performance experience is all about the background wall. If you want to have looks without looks, and culture without culture, you can't be regarded as our competitors. In the past 20 years, there has been such a baby king among a million people. Are you serious?"

"Now the social division of labor is finer. Professionals can only have a future if they do professional things. The entertainment industry is a pyramid. All film and television projects have all actors booked in Jingzhou. There are no jobs for majors. Which round will you get?" They're acting."

Wang Liwei's eloquent analysis seems to understand the market.

Those who are willing to spend tens of thousands of dollars on training, how can they know nothing about it.

"I don't know if I can pass the art exam next year after training here for a year. If I continue like this, I will get married and have children. I am already 21, and those born after 00 in high school all call me an old woman."

Chen Ge blew out a smoke ring sadly. She was not in the mood to care about others.

"You have to be famous as soon as possible. The film and television academy is rushing to get it. Look at that Tang Sinuo, who is about our age. In the past two years, he has become very popular. A random post on Weibo has tens of millions of views."

"If I were her, I could do it too. I don't have that life."

In the corner on the right side of the lobby, there is also a group of people, generally older and average-looking. Some are sitting on the ground picking their feet, chewing betel nuts, playing Landlord Gold Flowers, and snoring against the wall.

There's a huge difference in style between the two sides.

"All the materials have been scanned and have been grouped into the category of group portraits. You can search for keywords such as #恶见银行#那谁#集图# and other keywords to extract."

Xu Lang played back the screen and listened to their conversation. He was very worried. These young people should have failed the art test this year.

Not only good image, not to mention talent, many of them were cultivated by family spending money from childhood, this is the basic quality of art candidates, otherwise they would not even be qualified for reference.

The competition was fiercer than Xu Lang had imagined, no wonder Tang Sinuo objected to him majoring in film and television acting.

"Wait, close-up of Wang Liwei's face, slow down."

"What kind of powder does a big man wear, his eyes are hot." Xu Lang complained.

"Father, where should we go?" Xu Yaya asked confusedly.

Xu Lang looked at his luggage and chose to go to the Ensemble School.

Coincidentally, he was not the only one taking care of the child, there was also a big middle-aged man taking a teenage girl, who was now asleep.

At this time, I was going to go for a run, but I couldn't walk away. Fortunately, the system didn't force me.

"The host cannot escape. You can choose to continue to enter the film and television space to review the excerpts of "Domestic Lingling Paint". If it is inconvenient, you can also read professional books."

"The designated book is "History of Chinese and Foreign Films", which requires 5 points to purchase, can be credited, and rewards points depending on the quality of reading."

"After reading this book, the system will archive all the classic film bridges mentioned in the book to provide materials for future creations and performances."

"Paying tribute to classic bridges can enhance the force and topic space of the film."

The special class should also read this book, Xu Lang is not in a hurry.

Xu Xiaoya pulled her father's sleeve and whispered tremblingly, "Dad, look quickly, a giant is a giant."

The man with the child stood up,

He was two meters tall, like a towering tree, and everyone looked at him.

He walked towards Xu Lang and said politely, "Hi, are you also here for the interview?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Xu Lang didn't dare to stand up, afraid of hurting his self-esteem, he just felt that this guy looked familiar.

　It is estimated that the status will be changed on Monday. Friends who want to invest should hurry up. There is no ticket or receipt. Thank you.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)