Pleasant wood into forest

Early on Monday morning, Su Jing had just finished drinking coffee when he received a call from Yang Yizun asking him to come upstairs.

Strange to say, the Yang family is not short of money, but Yang Yizun always lives in the mansion left by the old man, but he likes to live in such a cramped affordable house, with two bedrooms and one living room less than 50 square meters in total, I don’t know Which muscle is wrong.

Sometimes Su Jing would come over to help him get things, and he had a spare key in his hand.As soon as he opened the door, he was taken aback: scraps of paper were thrown all over the living room, two notebooks on the table were randomly placed, and messy A4 papers piled up all over the room.He heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and for a moment he didn't dare to step down casually, for fear of stepping on something.

Yang Yizun doesn't like to clean, but his habit is not so bad that he throws it around. Things will only be left there to collect dust when they are not used. It won't make the house feel like it was robbed like this. Something happened last night.

"Take away the stack of lists on the table and inform them to come for an interview at 09:30."

Being in a dilemma, the bathroom door opened, and Yang Yizun came out wrapped in a towel, still steaming from his body.This person has tight muscles, and his lines are more open when he walks, as if he contains a faint anger, which makes people feel a little oppressive out of thin air.At this time, the water droplets on his body have not been wiped dry, sliding down the reddish skin, seeping into the half of the bath towel around his waist.This figure is really nothing to say, it is sexy as hell.

Su Jing lowered his head involuntarily, touched the new workplace fat on his lower abdomen, and was terribly fortunate that he chased his girlfriend when he was in college.

"Will 09:30 be too late? Many people may not have time to prepare." Su Jing couldn't help asking while tidying up the list.

"Just to make it too late for them."

When Su Jing thought about it, he felt right.

Yang Yizun's work style is the same as that of his people, he is not indifferent to anyone, and has no close relationship with the company. He comes and leaves on time every day, and never delays his life if there is no big deal.Due to his status as the eldest son of the Yang family, several directors of the company did not dare to express any opinions on his style of "throwing the blame if you can", but they also complained deeply in private.Su Jing often looked at him and couldn't help thinking, how could this be a boss, he was clearly kidnapped to work for the company.

After sorting out the list on the desk, Su Jing was about to make a phone call one by one, when he turned his head and saw that there was a list missing in the middle of the desk.This one is a bit special. Judging by the placement, it was obviously picked out by Yang Yizun.

Su Jing glanced at the photo above, and felt that this young man named "Xia Wei" looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he didn't think much about it, picked it up and put it in the stack of lists, and went out to make a phone call.

"Appreciation" is a low-budget same-sex movie, which roughly tells the sparks between a young man who has just entered the workplace and his predecessors. A pair of same-sex lovers explore themselves amidst the obstacles of the times. The comedy begins with, The tragedy ends, and the whole story is not complicated.As Guangxin's water test film in the film industry, its investment scale is really not that big, and its style is even biased towards a niche audience. The biggest hit point of the whole show is not the audition of actors that is widely rumored by the outside world, but its director—— Mawson.

Mo Sen, who is admired by everyone in the film industry, is one of the most outstanding contemporary artists with a unique director style. He won numerous awards when he was young, but suddenly announced the end of his career as a director when his career was in full swing. , went into seclusion.Regarding this, the outside world speculated differently and could not agree on what to do, but Mo Sen himself did not respond, and disappeared completely as if the world had evaporated.Now, after more than ten years, he came out again and personally directed this niche literary film, which immediately provoked big and small media to report on it, earning enough stunts for the film.

"Mr. Mo said that he won't be here until next Monday, and the choice of actors is up to you." At the red light ahead, Su Jing made a right turn and drove the car into the tunnel.

"What do the other bosses say?"

"Boss Pei is in other provinces. Boss Xue said he would come and see when it starts up. Boss Yan said he doesn't care about it. He just asks people to put his 'niece' in. It doesn't have to be the leading role, the second female will be enough."

Su Jing has graduated for three years, and obviously hasn't learned how to balance the relationship between the leaders smoothly. Most of what he said are the original words of the bosses, without a single punctuation mark processing.

The tunnel lights flashed across Yang Yizun's face, showing a trace of impatience. He was still interested when he went out in the morning, but now he felt bored again.

Su Jing glanced at the rearview mirror, and knew that he was talking too much, so he stuck out his tongue secretly, and raised his hand to turn on the music in the car to ease the atmosphere.

There were two performance teachers and an assistant director in charge of the interview. When Yang Yizun arrived, the three had already sat down and were discussing the re-examination session.The assistant director, surnamed Qin, is a complete sycophant. Seeing Yang Yizun come in, he hurriedly asked someone to add a chair beside him.

"No, you interrogate." Yang Yizun didn't follow his tricks, and stood upright behind them with arms folded, condescending, like a cold-faced king of Hades.

The three interrogators felt the air-conditioning from their backs at the same time, stopped joking and sat upright, and read out the first person's name.

"Tao Ming."

After saying the name for a long time, a young man came in. He was still on the phone when he came in, and made a gesture of salute to several interviewers, but he didn't stop talking, and he was still talking to people.

The interrogator frowned, and waited for a while with full self-restraint. The young man chattered a bunch of irrelevant gossip, then hung up the phone and bowed to the interrogators: " I'm sorry, teachers."

The interrogator glanced at his handsome face even though it was oily, suppressed his displeasure, and said, "You graduated from the Film Academy?"

"Correct."

"Have you read the script?"

"……seen it already."

"Let's act out a scene in which the main character cooks."

The young man was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized, he pretended to clear his throat, and performed chopping vegetables with his hands, not forgetting to add his own lines.

The interrogators were dumbfounded by this exaggerated acting skills and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Less than a minute into the performance, the cell phone in the young man's pocket rang again. He hurriedly bent over, stopped the performance, took out the cell phone in his pocket, and connected it.

Interviewer: "..."

This time, before he finished talking on the phone, the interviewer waved his hand: "Okay, you go and finish the phone call before you come back."

Xiaonian: "I haven't finished acting yet."

"Next!"

On such occasions, in order to gain a sense of presence, many people would not hesitate to pretend to be ugly, and deliberately made disgusting behaviors, just to leave a deep impression.In their words, if you succeed, you will be honored for a lifetime, and if you fail, you will have no loss.The interviewer couldn't help but feel tired after four or five rounds of interviews.

"Why are the current students so naughty?"

"We can't blame them, it's caused by market choices. It's hard to come out without any topic these days."

"Hey……"

During the morning interview, there were those who pretended to be reserved, those who were exaggerated and arrogant, and those who were as calm as chrysanthemums, and those who were calm and peaceful. This road leading to great success as an actor can be described as full of ugly appearances. .

Yang Yizun's patience, which was as scarce as a giant panda, was quickly exhausted. He turned around and was about to leave when the assistant director read out the name of the next person.

"Xia Wei—"

He stopped.

The door curtain was opened, and soon a young man came in, tall and thin, without makeup, wearing only a simple shirt. When he looked up, the three interviewers were stunned.

Yang Yizun frowned unconsciously, staring at him motionlessly, as if trying to find some flaws in his face.

"Your name is Xia Wei?" an acting teacher asked.

Xia Wei nodded: "Yes."

The interviewer paused for a moment, and instead of asking him to start performing immediately, he said, "Tell me about your family situation."

"At home?" Xia Wei had a hint of loneliness in his expression, but his tone was calm, "There is no one in my family. My parents died in an accident when I was very young. Now I am alone, living in a distant relative's house. I usually earn some pocket money by helping the grocery store owner deliver goods."

"Ah, I'm sorry," the interviewer was surprised, "Then...why did you come to this audition?"

Xia Wei shrugged and said with a smile: "Someone said I'm suitable and recommended me."

Probably because his gaze was too intense, after saying this, Xia Wei was involuntarily attracted to the man behind the interrogator, and made eye contact with him.Not knowing whether he couldn't feel the other party's fierceness, or because he was born with a lack of brain, Xia Wei squinted his eyes for the first time, and smiled at him without thinking.

The interviewer was taken aback by his actions, sweated a little on his forehead, coughed lightly, and simply asked, "Have you ever said something like 'you look like someone'?"

Xia Wei showed a bewildered expression when he heard the words, as if he didn't understand why he asked such a question, his gaze swept across Yang Yizun's face, and said, "Who am I like...?"

Yang Yizun stared at him, clenched his palms unconsciously.

"We're just asking casually, let's forget about it—director, cut this part later—" the interviewer wiped the sweat from his brow, "Then you act out a scene where the main character cooks, have you read the script? "

Xia Wei thought for a while, and said truthfully: "The script I just got just now, time is tight, I only read it roughly, and didn't read it too carefully. May I ask what kind of food I want to perform?"

"Braised ribs."

Xia Weiran smiled: "Understood."

The camera shrank back, and the room was eerily silent for two seconds.Assistant Director Qin sat for the whole morning, his throat was so dry that it was burning, and he was about to lower his head to take a sip of tea, when he moved his ears, he heard the person who had been standing upright behind him take a few steps forward, and stood next to him.He retracted his hand resentfully, swallowed in the low pressure, and looked up at the person in front of him who had already entered the state.

Xia Wei's performance was very strange. He didn't start cutting and washing as soon as he came up like most people. Instead, he walked around the small open space with his hands behind his back, sometimes poking his head, sometimes leaning over and sniffing lightly, as if looking for wearing something.

Deputy Director Qin thought that he might have misunderstood the meaning of the question, and was about to correct him when a gloved hand put on his shoulder, pinched it, and stopped him.This pinch was so strong that Assistant Director Qin shuddered, and the female interrogator next to him whispered: "It's grocery shopping, he's performing a show of picking ingredients."

As if to confirm her words, Xia Wei stopped, looked at the "vendor" that did not exist in the air, and smiled: "Boss, your pork ribs are very fresh, how do you sell them?"

I don't know what was said on the other side.

Xia Wei showed a regretful expression: "It's so expensive, I bought it for my children, it's cheaper."

Deputy Qin was amused, and was smacking this guy for a bit of fun, when he suddenly felt the hand on his shoulder visibly tremble.He froze for a moment, then turned to look at Yang Yizun, who had withdrawn his hand like lightning, staring straight ahead.

In front of him, Xia Wei reached a certain agreement with the vendor: "Okay, you can help me chop small pieces, leaving only the middle part, yes, my child has a picky mouth, he doesn't eat the head and tail."

After a while, he took the ribs, put them in the front basket of the bicycle, and hummed an unknown song, with a very natural and comfortable facial expression, which made even the bystanders feel happy.

The two interrogators looked at each other and couldn't help but praise secretly.

As soon as the scene changed, the next scene was wearing an apron. Xia Wei stopped and made a movement at this point in his performance - he turned his head and glanced at his back, let go of his hand in despondency, scratched the back of his head, and walked aside, like To someone said: "Help me."

The tone was not like the "child" mentioned when buying ribs earlier, but a little more intimacy and dependence, more like a lover who has lived together for a long time.

"He interpreted the role very carefully." An interviewer was full of praise when he saw this.

The other interviewer was about to answer the conversation when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the breathing sound beside him was too heavy.He looked up and saw Yang Yizun next to him motionless, staring at the performance in front of him, as if he had met some kind of enemy.He thought that Yang Yizun was dissatisfied because the expression progressed too slowly, so he planned to remind him aloud.

Unexpectedly, it was Yang Yizun who interrupted first: "Why did you play this scene? It wasn't in the script."

The voice of the question was hoarse and depressing, Xia Wei quickly switched from the performance state, and replied: "Sorry, this is my impromptu play, I think adding this detail will make the plot coherent."

Yang Yizun's eyes were red, and he stepped forward step by step, his leather shoes stepped on the wooden floor, making soft noises.

The people around became tense unconsciously, and even Su Jing sweated a little, and ran in hastily.

Only the person involved, Xia Wei, looked fearless, still looking at him with a half-smile, and even winked at him.

I don't know if this little action offended the person on the opposite side, Yang Yizun's chest heaved violently, he stretched out his hand without warning, grabbed Xia Wei by the throat, lifted him up directly, and pressed him against the wall.

"Mr. Yang!" Su Jing was shocked and hurried up.

Before Xia Wei could react, he was overwhelmed by the sudden sense of suffocation, and his hands reflexively went to break his hands.The force on the neck was extremely deep, and the person who pinched him seemed to bear a bloody feud, and wanted to choke off his thin neck in one breath.

Xia Wei couldn't breathe, her face flushed, her eyes widened, and a layer of ups and downs of tears quickly piled up in the corners of her eyes.

All the people around rushed over, Su Jing saw that he couldn't persuade him, so he called the security guard in anxiously.Xia Wei's brain was buzzing, his eyes went black for a while, and then, amidst the chaos, he felt a hot air coming from his ears, and almost at the same time, a low and fierce voice entered his nerves.

"Who sent you here?"