The national husband is married

Shen Suyun felt like he had been poisoned by Qin Youan. When he saw him, his IQ seemed to drop to 0. Last night, he deliberately asked him about Wen Tingyue, and it turned out that the sperm went to the brain to help each other. For a moment, forget everything.

But when I think about it the next day, I think it's understandable. After all, Yun Qi is in charge of Fu Yang, and Fu Yang approves the signing of any artists. It has nothing to do with Qin You'an. As Qin You'an's "wife", Just be generous and don't worry about these things.

The sun finally began to rise in Shanghai in early April, and the clear weather lifted people's spirits.Naturally, correspondingly, the weather began to heat up.

Shen Suyun came out of the house early in the morning, felt the fresh air in the morning, looked at the vigorous sunrise, and slightly squinted his eyes—the spring is beautiful!

After getting in the car, Wu Shen talked to him as usual:

"Su Yun, I found an advertisement for you! Guess what it is?"

"what?"

Wu Shen's face was full of excitement, he must be a heavyweight, right?

"you guess!"

Shen Suyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How can I guess? Is it a very big brand? Cosmetics? Cars? Snacks?"

"Neither of them," Wu Shen approached mysteriously, his tone almost uncontrollable, "Public service announcement on the imperial court!"

"Mom!" Shen Suyun's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, "You can answer this? But I'm still a little transparent, why would they take a fancy to me?"

Wu Shen squeezed his eyebrows at him: "There is someone above me~"

Shen Suyun couldn't help but looked at the roof of the car on purpose, and said wonderingly: "Mother, come on, who is there?"

Wu Shen was amused by him, and said: "Okay, one of the directors of the 6 movie channels is my college classmate. Recently, the Imperial TV Station is going to shoot a public service advertisement for the Qingming Festival, so I recommended you to him. When the time comes, you will have some Artists, remember the masters together, Qian Xuesen, Shen Weiting..."

"Pfft—" Shen Suyun, who was drinking water, spouted, "Who are you talking about?"

"Shen Weiting is Shen Weiting, the first principal of Kyoto A University and the first minister of education. His three sons are all famous, don't you know?" Wu Shen was a little dissatisfied that he didn't even know about Shen Weiting——Hello my son not educated!

"Uh... I know." Shen Suyun covered his face in the Q version of the villain in his heart - this old man, brother, is my great-grandfather!

"It's good to know. Nowadays, many children and young people don't know, so I ask you artists to promote them." Wu Shen said with emotion, his expression was very serious, and he was popular and professional at first glance.

"Uh, that...Brother Shen, this ad...Can I not go?" Shen Suyun asked tentatively.

"Don't go?! Are you kidding me?!" Wu Shen almost jumped up from his chair, and almost growled, "This kind of opportunity is once in a thousand years. You know that you can't get it even if others kneel to death at the gate of the court platform!! "

Shen Suyun covered her face, feeling that she was going to be sprayed to death by her manager's saliva.

"And do you know how I begged my grandpa to tell my grandma that I owe you a great favor! How dare you say no!" Wu Shen clenched his hands into fists and roared like a dragon. His voice almost pierced the roof of the car, and his eyes could burst into flames. "If you don't dare to go, I will hang myself at the gate of Mr. Qin's villa!"

Shen Suyun: ...

Do you want to be so excited!

He just felt that his great-grandfather was there, and if he had to call him by his first name, it would be very offensive to his ancestors...

"Are you going or not? If you don't, I'll jump off here now!!!" Wu Shen pointed at the car window, cried, made trouble and jumped out of the car three times.

"Okay, okay, let's go." Anyway, let's see when the time comes, there should be room for change.

Seeing his reluctant appearance, Wu Shen almost cried angrily: "You are still so reluctant in the advertisement of the court station! Shen Suyun, I am going to be angry!"

Shen Suyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly told her manager Shun Shunmao: "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'll tell Qin You'an to give you a raise later."

Wu Shen's broken old mother's heart was healed for a while: "Then it's settled! If Mr. Qin doesn't give me a raise, I will, I will die for you to see!"

Shen Suyun couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, don't worry, I will never break my promise."

……

However, before going to the imperial court to shoot public service advertisements, Shen Suyun had a big scene——

Ye Pian, the male protagonist he played, encountered the greatest disaster—the girl he liked, that is, the heroine, was poisoned to save him, and he didn't know it until the heroine was poisoned. .

At that time, Ye Pian and the heroine hadn’t confessed to each other. The heroine’s sense of presence was relatively weak, just like teammates playing support. The two didn’t have so many emotional dramas, but they liked each other and cooperated tacitly. It can be seen that the two have a tacit understanding.

It is naturally difficult for Shen Suyun to handle the relationship between the two of them well, and also to act out sadness and pain.

"Action!"

As soon as the director shouted, Shen Suyun in the camera had already entered the scene.

He hugged Bu Chanshan played by Lin Zi, his handsome face seemed to be holding back, but he was in uncontrollable pain. These two emotions made his whole body tremble, even the muscles on his face trembled. When he opened his mouth, he Her voice was choked with sobs: "Chanshan...Chanshan...why didn't you tell me, why—"

Bu Chanshan, played by Lin Zi, was pale, her lips were purple, and her eyes fell on his face lazily, as if she was trying to see his face clearly: "Aye...you said, you said your mother was buried in Jinzhou At the foot of Liangyi Mountain outside the city, can you, can you bury me there too?"

Bu Chanshan was always silent and introverted, and she seemed so tactful even when she confessed her feelings before she died.

Shen Suyun should have spoken at this moment, but when he closed his eyes, a series of tears fell, and he couldn't say anything.

"Card!"

"Su Yun, you can't act like this!" The director jumped off the chair, walked over, and said in a bad tone, "Ye Pian is a very cold person, how could you cry so hard!"

"I'm sorry." Shen Suyun took the tissue that Wu Shen handed over to wipe his tears, and smiled wryly, "I'm too involved in the drama."

"You are too deep into the play?" The director reprimanded mercilessly, "You are too deep into the drama! You are wrong! It is to make you into Ye Pian, not to turn Ye Pian into you! Let me tell you How many times has it been done, the characters and yourself have to be separated, don’t put yourself in when acting! You can’t get rid of this bad habit!”

As the director said, the entire studio fell silent for a moment, and the staff's eyes were more or less focused on Shen Suyun.

Shen Suyun was publicly criticized, his face darkened suddenly, and he apologized with lowered eyes: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, my understanding is too poor, and I wasted everyone's time."

As he said that, he greeted Lin Zi who was standing by the side to touch up his makeup. Lin Zi played against him, but he couldn't do it all the time. Lin Zi was also very tired. He smiled and said nothing.

But it was just like this that made Shen Suyun feel even more guilty.

He doesn't know how to solve his own problem - if he doesn't imagine himself as Ye Pian, he can't get into the play, but once he gets into the play, he will naturally become Ye Pian, and he can't help but act like Shen Suyun's Ye Pian Bias, not just Ye Bi.But if you control yourself not to immerse yourself, the performance will be very fake, floating on the surface.

This problem has existed since the shooting of "Night Journey to Jinzhou". The director has pointed it out many times, but he just can't get rid of it.

He was already very upset with himself.