After a career fan marries a disabled actor[Transmigration Book]

At the end of August, outside, it is already very hot at nine o'clock.

The square behind Xingyu Media Company.

Zhao Liuke bitter summer.

Thin sweat dripped down his smooth forehead, slowly soaked the fine hair on his face, and then moved to his eyelashes, barely falling off.

Two sheds were set up here, and there were three people sitting in the sheds, directing the chief director and screenwriter.The other staff members were busy with their feet not touching the floor, adjusting equipment to put items.

The audition lasted from ten o'clock in the morning to four o'clock in the afternoon, and this audition only tried the second male.

There are four people in front of him.

The fourth seat is empty and no one has come yet.

Really, as the book said, the low-budget TV series, even the casting at the beginning is so simple, and some people are even about to be late.

It's just that number one and number two look nervous, and number three looks ordinary, with a bitter face, and it's written all over that I'm just here to make up the numbers.

The staff waved to this side, indicating that they can start entering the venue.

"Number one!"

Such an open space allows people to see the performance of the people in front without reservation, and gives more information to the people behind.

The clips of the performance have been mentioned in advance, and they are fixed topics, and the clips where the male lead and the female lead meet are selected.

Although it looks small here, the sparrow is small and well-equipped. After the director called twelve sound cards, he persuaded Shunguai No. [-] to go down.

Number one tugged at the staff member's sleeve sobbing, not wanting to leave.

Zhao Liuke watched him tearfully and messed up his miserable family affairs, and handed him a tissue.

Just like when he first entered the entertainment circle, he had no background, and his family background was not very good, but he didn't know how to use this kind of bitterness technique to touch people's hearts at that time. Instead, he was a hard bone, cold and rigid, and hit the wall several times.

Why did he empathize with Huo Jinfeng so much?he thinks.

Because he also sat on the side of the road and ate corn that cost two and a half yuan. He even bought a can of Laoganma to save money. He ate six steamed buns for one yuan and five for a month.

It's just that Huo Jinfeng left home without financial support at that time, and then he started to enter the business field in order not to repeat the same mistakes. Later, he found out that he was very talented, so he took advantage of the opportunity to start the Shuangwen script and founded his own company.

And he, he is purely poor.

Zhao Liuke, who doesn't like sweets, has always kept a candy in his pocket since then.

Zhao Liuke was distracted while pinching the candy in his trouser pocket.

No. [-]'s play was unsuccessful, and he was dragged away by a vicious security guard on the sidelines.

No. [-] is quite satisfactory, because of his taller height, his steps are steady, and his temperament is slightly inconsistent, but his acting skills are still online. The director and screenwriter discussed it for a few minutes and asked him to sit on the chair next to him temporarily, pending confirmation.

No. [-] is the most surprising one. His character is well captured, but his performance is a bit blunt, and his appearance is not that good. Although he is a bit talented, it is a pity.

He was called in front of the director, and Zhao Liuke took a closer look. He was asked to change roles and play a male supporting role with a smaller role.

No. [-] was overwhelmed with surprise, thanked the director several times in succession, and skipped away.

These are people who wander a little bit into the circle.

Huo Jinfeng watched the camera by the one-way French window on the third floor of No.20, his tone was very cold, he obviously finished watching the performances of the first three people.

"On this level?"

The man next to him handed him a glass of white water with a playful smile, and said glibly, "It's not that the funds are limited, so I can only find young actors."

Huo Jinfeng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned his head to glance down. At this height, people on the ground are like ants.

The young man who had been standing was called over. The reason why the person in front of him didn't come was that he skipped it.

The camera phone of the director's team leaned against the camera and broadcast it in real time, just right on the young man's expressionless face.

When the director saw Zhao Liuke, he smiled as an encouragement, probably because he knew that this small-budget TV series would not attract many good actors: "Let's start. There is no physical performance. Walk until the heroine pounces on you, and it will take a minute and a half."

The second male Lu Fuyun, the young general of this dynasty in the book, was knighted at the age of 16, and fought on the battlefield. He is now 20 years old and has made outstanding military exploits. This time he led troops to encircle and suppress Nanyi. .When he led his troops back to the court, he ordered overnight to secretly imprison the relatives of the traitors, only waiting for the traitors to come to their door.

This is why he met the heroine when he appeared on the stage. He searched for the thief in plain clothes, secretly seduced her, and met a lively and cheerful beauty, and plunged into her arms.

Warm and soft jade, with a faint fragrance, the iron-blooded youth was stunned in place, abiding by etiquette, not daring to reach out to help.

The beauty raised her head from his arms, with a trace of apology on her delicate face: "Are you okay?"

As soon as the sound came out, it was like the singing of a yellow oriole.

It was love at first sight.

Zhao Liuke closed his eyes and opened them again, the coldness in his eyes was clearly visible.

A successful young man, with great power in his hands. When walking, behind his hands, there should be jade rings ringing around his waist. The long clothes reach to the feet and cover the boots.

The director frowned watching from the outside, because the weather was hot and people were very impetuous. Seeing Zhao Liuke's walking posture was a little different from ordinary people, he lowered his body and asked, "Why is this..."

He originally wanted to say why his acting skills are not good, and he would touch the ground with his heels when he walked, which was extremely awkward.

The director didn't look calm like the previous two, but put out his hand to cover his mouth with a serious face, and warned: "Don't talk."

It's as if he said one more word and it affected his performance.

The director shut up and looked into the field.

Looking at it with a sinking heart, it really is a little different.

On the way, Lu Fuyun turned sideways or sideways, with gentle eyes. He took off his armor, his face was recognizable, and he hid it well, so he walked very freely.

When he walked into the arena, he suddenly stopped with a dazed expression, his original steps were fixed in place, his waist was arched, his back muscles were tense, but his figure was still stable.

His right hand was raised slightly, and his quick reaction made him curl up his fingers to help the person in front of him, but with a flick of his fingers, he withdrew his hand again.

He remembered that men and women can't kiss each other.

The person in his arms propped up his body on his chest, raised his face and spoke.

It was shown outside that he stood still for two seconds, then straightened up slightly—the girl stood up, so he adjusted his posture accordingly.

His cold face was finally moved, even a little dull, as if he hadn't expected such a bump at all, so he could only say bluntly: "It's fine if nothing happens."

This is Lu Fuyun.

Zhao Liuke stopped the performance, straightened his waist and turned his head to smile. The sudden change in temperament made the director a little dazed, and raised his hand to find someone.

After listening to the director's whisper, the man rushed to No. [-].

No. [-]'s hopeful eyes slowly dimmed, and his head was lowered. He was about to walk out of this area, but halfway there, he turned back abruptly and ran in front of Zhao Liuke.

"Play well."

Zhao Liuke was patted on the shoulder.

He nodded, and fixed his eyes on the person who was about to cry: "I will."

Number two left.

The director put down the script, raised his hand and gave Zhao Liu Kirby a thumbs up.

The director didn't understand, and asked: "Director, although his acting skills are good, the previous paragraph is too blunt. How come he deserves such great praise."

"Hey," the director rolled his eyes, "How did your master teach you, you have taught such a fool that you dare to lead a drama."

The young director scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Forget it, I don't blame you," the director waved his hand, indicating that work can be done.

He held the script and stood up from the chair: "What do ancient people wear? Wear long robes. The heels touch the ground first so as not to step on the clothes, so that the front feet can pick up the clothes. When filming, there will be a very smooth skirt. Shake. It looks strange now because of the trousers he is wearing, if he wears a robe, wouldn’t it be strange if the clothes were covered?"

After he finished explaining, he asked suspiciously: "What kind of films did you bring before, modern urban romance films? Why don't you even know this bit of common sense?"

"It's true," the director nodded, "Thank you director for teaching me, but I'm still not good enough."

The director knocked him on the head with the script: "Ask me if you have nothing to do. If you don't ask the big master, let me take it. I will scold you even worse in the future. Hurry up and find someone to sign this good seed. It's hard to find someone Let’s leave this to add to the chaos, and don’t scold you for scolding anyone.”

Huo Jinfeng's eyes were slightly touched while watching the live broadcast.

The young man with a hippie smile clapped his hands twice: "Not bad, this little actor, I haven't seen him before. As expected of Mr. Huo, you can find such a good seed."

Huo Jinfengfei gave him a quiet look.

He clearly knew that this was his fiancé, and he was still swearing at him. If it was before, he would have kicked him long ago.

"No, good brother," the young man pulled up a boss's chair and sat down in front of him, raised his legs and said undeservedly, "I think you've been doing a lot lately, what's the matter, you're willing to flirt with me Pretty, not easy."

"I had a messy dream." Huo Jinfeng looked down at his legs.

The young man stopped his foolish movements, and rarely looked up: "Is it cured?"

"Look again."

Huo Jinfeng touched his senseless legs: "I want these useless legs to be useful, let Mr. Brian give me a deadline."

"That's fine." The young man leaned back on the recliner like a deflated balloon, and began to talk again, "Oh, it's great, it's different to have a wife, and the things that I didn't want to die before can be solved now. "

Huo Jinfeng was annoyed by his nagging, and said indifferently: "Send your consumption bill for this month to your father's company."

"Wrong brother, good brother spared my brother's life!"

Huo Jinfeng turned his gaze back to the live broadcast, but he didn't expect that there would be new changes after watching this.

On the side of the field, a nanny car rushed out, and the excessive speed brought up a cloud of dust.

The car door opened with a sound, and a young man with black hair and white hair jumped out in a hurry. He trotted up and bowed at ninety degrees to the director, and said loudly, "I'm very sorry everyone! I'm sorry for being late!"

Zhao Liuke's movement towards the seat stopped when he saw him.

The hair is a bit long, covering behind the ears, the whole face is small and delicate, too white, with a slender waist and long legs, Zhao Liuke looked over here, and just saw the tear mole under the corner of his eye.

If you guessed right, this is the protagonist Shou, Lu Ming.

He took the water to drink slowly and doubtfully.

At this time, Lu Ming should be in the period of being in love with Gong Ling, why did he suddenly appear on this set?What went wrong?

Can his butterfly wings reach the place where Gongshou is in love half a city away?

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- 2020093023:34