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"About...the last time you sent an email to invite that person." Tang Jialin thought for a while, and changed his words regretfully, "He has already signed up for an audition."

Ji Zuo suddenly became distracted for a moment.But it was only for a moment, and the next moment, he nodded and said coldly: "Got it."

After Tang Jialin reported the matter, he didn't dare to stay in this cold room any longer, so he quickly slipped away.

Ji Zuo sat by the bed, silent for a while, and swallowed a mouthful of ice water; the cold water slid through his stomach, Ji Zuo smiled instead, and he looked at the sun who had crawled to the side of the display cabinet at some time, his eyes seemed to be Some warmth from the sun.

"Brother Wang Ping." Ji Zuo chuckled, "I am bound to win."

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Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ji Zou looked at the button school badge in the glass display case illuminated by the sun. He didn't stand up slowly until his beating heart calmed down. He took a salad from the refrigerator and ate it. Make a call.

The phone rang twice, and a somewhat fierce male voice rang on the other end of the phone: "Hello, who are you?"

"Hello." Ji Zou said, "I'm Ji Zou, are you Director Wu?"

"I am." Wu Guangji seemed to be smoking a cigarette, there was a sound of breathing, and after a pause, he suddenly realized, "Who are you???"

"I'm Ji Zou, hello Director Wu." Ji Zou repeated politely, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"...Don't bother me." Wu Guangji pressed the cigarette on top of the Coke can, slowly sat up straight, and rubbed his face—he heard it right, is it Ji Zou?

"What's the matter with you?" Wu Guangji asked after consideration.

"That's right." Ji Zuo said, "A friend in the industry showed me your latest book, and I want to recommend myself. I wonder if I can try it out too."

"Do you want to pick it up?? Are you sure?" Wu Guangji really didn't expect such a good thing to happen. He raised his hand subconsciously, but knocked down the coke can next to him. Directly dye a resume in crimson, "I'll wipe it."

Although Wu Guangji cursed, he didn't care about the mess on the table and started to rummage.

"If you want to come, you don't need to audition. The script you read is also fake—haha, how could I just take out the real script like this?" Wu Guangji smiled and opened the pile of papers on the table, "Wait a minute, I Send you the real script."

Ji Zuo turned on the phone hands-free and put it aside. Even at a distance, he could still hear the sound of papers flying on the other end of the receiver.

But for these things that have nothing to do with Ji's departure, he closed his eyes, and his eyes were frosty, as if he was not interested in everything.

"Why is it so messy?! What is this?!"

"Director...director, they are all resumes for registration..."

Ji Zuo caught this sentence, raised his eyes slightly, and picked up his phone: "Director, or should we meet?"

Wu Guangji paused while looking for something: "Okay, let's meet——this way, I'll come to you."

Wu Guangji is 48 years old, and he is 30 years younger than Ji Zou, yet he calls Ji Zou "you", which is really respectful.

Ji Zou restrained his emotions, pretending to be indifferent: "No, you are busy, I am on summer vacation, just come here by yourself."

Wu Guangji hurriedly agreed, reported the address again, and then hung up the phone; the assistant looked at Wu Guangji's happy face, and couldn't help asking: "Director Wu, why are you so happy?"

After he joined the studio, he had never seen such a beaming expression on Wu Guangji's face.

"The actor wants to take my book." Wu Guangji said.

"Actor...? Which actor?"

"Which one else? I took the Venice one at the age of 16."

"Wow--"

The little assistant can understand why the director is so happy!

It's not hard to find an actor in this world, but it's hard to find a boy who was born at the age of 16 and won the Venice Best Actor in his first movie; in the world, I don't know how many directors are looking forward to a hearty and hearty love story with Ji Zou Cooperation, more directors who are bigger than Wu Guangji are not ranked.

But Ji Zuo personally contacted Wu Guangji.

While thinking wildly, the little assistant reprinted the resume wet with Coke, and just put it on the table when he heard someone knock on the door.

Wu Guangji went to open the door himself, welcomed Ji Zhao in, brought him a bottle of Coke that young people would like, just wanted to invite him to sit, and looked around his messy studio, a bit difficult.

"I'll just sit across from you." Ji Zuo moved a plastic stool by himself and sat next to Wu Guangji's chair.

Wu Guangji found the script just now, but because he flipped through two resumes, it was messed up again; he reached out to find the script, glanced casually at the assistant's newly printed resume, and stopped.

"Huh..." Wu Guangji reached out and picked up the top resume, frowned, "Wang Ping...? I didn't invite him to audition?"

Ji Zuo held an ice-cola in his hand, raised his head when he heard Wang Ping's name, and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

"Look at this." Wu Guangji directly showed his resume to Ji Zou, "Wang Ping of Turnon, I didn't send him an audition invitation, so I don't know how the resume was handed over."

In this circle, some directors find actors based on the recommendation system of acquaintances, and some directors use the system of spreading the net widely, and Wu Guangji is in between.

"It's strange." Ji Zuo touched the cold water soaked out of the Coke can, and smiled, "He has never acted in a movie, so the director thinks he is not good?"

"That's not the reason." Wu Guangji frowned, "It's because he's so good-looking."

Ji Zou: "...too good-looking?"

"He's so handsome, others see him as him, so how can he play the role?" After Wu Guangji finished speaking, he suddenly found that Ji Zuo in front of him was also good-looking, and smiled, "Oh, I'm not talking about you, you are also very handsome, but Your acting skills can be plastic surgery, we all know."

If Ji Zuo hadn't directly won an actor, his handsomeness might have become the reason for many directors to abandon him.

"What if his acting skills can also have plastic surgery." Ji Zu saw the corner of the script, put down the coke casually, and pulled out the script to read.

"That's true." Wu Guangji threw his resume back, not entangled in this matter, anyway, he will read it during the audition, and there is no need to decide now; he saw Ji walking over the script, and leaned over again, "You can read the script." , this book has two male leads, you can choose which one you want to play, it's not a big problem."

"Okay, let me take a look first." Ji Zuo carefully flipped through the script, while the director and assistant went to sort out his resume, leaving him alone.

Ji Zou read the book very quickly, and finished it in about two hours. When the sun was setting, Ji Zou closed the script and put it aside.

"This book is really good." Ji Zuo praised.

"Really." Wu Guangji was a little proud.

"By the way, director, I have some ideas about my partner—" Ji Zuo laughed, his sharp facial features didn't know whether it was softened by the smile or the setting sun, and he looked a little cute, "Can I decide with you Who is the other male lead?"

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Two days after Ji Zuo negotiated, Wang Ping flew back to China; as soon as he returned to China, he was directly thrown into the villa by Ji Zeyang for retreat--Wang Ping had just finished the big show, and Ji Zeyang didn't care about how much economic benefits he would lose in retreat at this time.

He only told Wang Ping: "You can go all out to fight for your dreams and you'll be done."

But let's be honest.

This dream is hard to win even if you go all out - great directors don't like to use traffic stars, and countless people line up to prepare for Wu Guangji's play. Wang Ping must be very good, one in a million, to be able to win this opportunity.

But... Wang Ping read the script for a day, and the more he read, the more frustrated he became - he felt that he couldn't even act out what was written in the script.

The main problem is the falling into the water scene in the script.

What is "After struggling, he suddenly felt that the water wrapped him up, and in this gentle water, he suddenly remembered those happy times when he was a child, and he suddenly let go and was relieved."

Wang Ping was stunned, but he didn't get any word from it that could be acted out.

Wang Ping performed in the living room for a long time, and finally aimed at the swimming pool, and decided to jump in and try it out regardless of 21.

Wang Ping was dressed in shorts and a T-shirt, and tried out by the pool.

After the part on the bank was over, he plunged into the water without hesitation—it was very, very painful when he fell sideways, but Wang Ping ignored his pain and let his body sink, trying to open his eyes.

No!

My eyes hurt even more when I open them!

Wang Ping closed it instantly, and then struggled to open it again—you can't act with your eyes closed, right? !

After tossing and tossing repeatedly for more than a minute, Wang Ping felt that the air in the alveoli was about to run out, so he quickly swam to the shore and gasped against the shore; after resting for 2 minutes, Wang Ping stepped ashore with his hands and started all over again.

Throughout the day, Wang Ping practiced repeatedly, pouring into the pool countless times, but even so, when the sun went down, Wang Ping only made a little progress.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Wang Ping couldn't bear it anymore and went to bed. At four o'clock the next day, Wang Ping got up and started a new round of practice in the dark.

Fortunately, although the process is slow, as long as one tries again and again, one will always make progress slowly.

Gradually, Wang Ping also gradually gained some experience. After a few days, the shots he took with the underwater camera were already at a usable level.

But Wang Ping felt that it was not enough.

The details aren't perfect - the splash is too big and there are too many bubbles.

Wang Ping began to dig out the details bit by bit, striving to achieve the ultimate.

More than a week later, Ji Zeyang finished his work and came to comfort his artist with a barbecue. As soon as he opened the door and entered, he saw his artist sitting by the pool with his feet hanging in the water, holding a mobile phone in his left hand and rubbing his eyes with his right.

Ji Zeyang approached him, and just glanced at him before frowning: "Why are your eyes so red like a rabbit?"

"Huh?" Wang Ping was looking at his mobile phone when he heard Ji Zeyang's voice. He didn't answer the question and lifted the mobile phone up with a smile—pressing the pause interface was an underwater scene he had just exported.

Wang Ping pressed the play button, and directly held it up to Ji Zeyang: "Look, bro, am I performing well?"

Ji Zeyang lowered his eyes, and watched patiently—at this time the sun was setting, the pool was dyed red by the afterglow, and Wang Ping fell into this orange-red, which can be called beautiful. What is more fascinating is his acting skills, although a line None, but Ji Zeyang feels sorry for the people in the play.

It may also be that I feel sorry for my artist.

Ji Zeyang sighed, raised his hand to touch Wang Ping's head, and said with a smile, "That's a good performance. If Director Wu doesn't use you, he will suffer a lot, you know?"

·

After Wang Ping finished the underwater scene, he also transferred his experience to the shore without real performances. He didn't go to the audition site until he was perfected.

The venue was in a not-so-well-known small building in the suburbs of Beijing. Ji Zeyang accompanied him. He always felt that the audition venue was strange and impressed, but he couldn't remember where it was in the end.

Wang Ping was nervous and didn't have time to think about it that much, but he wouldn't be cold-faced to others; when the people next to him greeted him, he responded patiently. After that, they called Wang Ping brothers and sisters, and even exchanged WeChat.

Sitting behind Wang Ping's side, a man with sharp brows and starry eyes looked up at Wang Ping several times, but hesitated to speak.

While Wang Ping and others were exchanging WeChat messages, Ji Zuo followed Wu Guangji through the corridor to the audition venue.

"It's good that you are willing to pick together." Wu Guangji said to Ji Zuo, "I believe your artistic intuition can bring something to this movie."

Ji Zuo nodded slightly, and just about to say something, the two of them stopped in front of a door.

Wu Guangji's expression changed, and he became a little complacent.

"What's wrong?" Ji Zou asked.

"Let's take a look." Wu Guangji pushed open the door, and the light inside the door poured out. Ji Zou looked at the indoor venue, his pupils constricted, and he couldn't help being shocked for a moment.

Wu Guangji caught the moment of shock on his face, and couldn't help but feel even more proud.

"Didn't expect it to be such a place?" Wu Guangji said proudly, "I think it will be more interesting to test something here instead."

"Well, yes." Ji Zou regained his composure and agreed.

His hand hanging in the darkness was clenched into a fist, and the extremely short nails clasped the palm, making it painful to pick.

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"Oh brother, it's time for my audition." The boy who had a good talk with Wang Ping just now was called by the staff, and when he stood up, he was reluctant to let go, "I've had a good chat with you—that's it, next time I will ask you to eat chicken ah."

"Okay, okay." Wang Ping saved the boy's note on WeChat, "Let's find two more people, four rows, and kill them all."

The boy happily put away his mobile phone and walked to the audition scene with the staff; Wang Ping calmed down and felt the role quietly. Thirty minutes later, the staff came to call Wang Ping, and the moment Wang Ping stood up , his cell phone lit up.

Wang Ping lowered his head and found that it was the information about the boy he knew just now.

Boy: [Brother.... 】

Boy: 【Too scary! ! ! 】

"Give me your phone." Ji Zeyang held out his hand to Wang Ping.

Wang Ping curled his lips, and when he handed over the phone lock screen to Ji Zeyang, there were still messages popping up, but he didn't have time to read them either.

Following the guidance of the staff, Wang Ping walked all the way to the door that Wu Guangji had pushed open just now, and the staff helped him open the door. As soon as he opened it, Wang Ping looked at the scene inside and his pupils constricted.

This is……!

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【A small explanation】

Regarding why Wu Guangji was so excited about Ji Zou's joining and agreed that he should also choose the male lead, didn't you say that Director Wu is awesome?

In fact, this involves a problem with the echelon of directors in the film industry.

Wu Guangji is indeed awesome, but he has neither won the top three (Venice, Berlin, Cannes) nor won an Oscar, so the scope of this awesomeness is around the second echelon.

But Ji Zuo is someone who is wanted to be selected by the first-tier directors at home and abroad, so he came to Director Wu's side to reduce dimensionality and participate. No wonder Wu Guangji is so happy.

And Wang Ping is not in the film industry at all, so only others pick him, and he doesn't pick others. It is really good to be able to cooperate with second-tier directors as the starting point of his film career.

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What exactly did Brother Wang Ping see that was so shocking, please let me know next time [Pick up the pot lid skillfully and put it on the head]