Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

In mid-November, there is a lot of light snow.Zheng Zhao pushed open the door, and the empty room was pitch black. He took off his suit jacket, put the trophy on the ground, and then lay down on the sofa with his face deeply buried.

Today was the awarding ceremony of the Golden Flower Awards. He sat there for several hours and brought back a trophy.The night was quiet, the starry sky shone into the room from the window, and even some moonlight scattered on the sofa from between the buildings.

Zheng Zhao stared out the window, didn't turn on the light, didn't close the curtains, just reached out to pick up the thin blanket on the ground, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Things that are too easy to get are often not cherished.

Waking up the next morning, Zheng Zhao looked at the trophy he kicked and felt guilty.Should have been on the table last night.He put the broken trophy on the table, took out the structural glue from the locker, covered his nose with his hands, endured the irritating smell, re-adjusted the proportion of the glue, and restored the trophy with the patience he had in sculpture.

A layer of shining gold, a blooming flower, the poet who founded the Golden Flower Award said that film is an indispensable flower in the art garden.

Zheng Zhao picked off the flower, put it on a dust bag and put it in the cabinet, and walked to the bathroom absent-mindedly.The water seemed to flow through his limbs, washing away the sweet and greasy smell of powder. He dried his hair, changed into clean clothes, and went out to class.

It was fun to say, when he came to class for the first time, the day when he was nominated for the Golden Flower Award.Now that he has won the Golden Flower Award for Best Actor, this acting class has come to an end.To be more precise, tomorrow is the last day of acting class.

"Ms. Ye." Zheng Zhao approached Ye Yanxi after class, "I received an invitation to the "Esquire" magazine's charity dinner, and I won't be able to come to class tomorrow."

Ye Yanxi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Go ahead, there is nothing new in tomorrow's class."

This dinner can be regarded as a grand event in the circle, especially this year when it is next to the Golden Flower Awards, the attention will be even higher.Although Zheng Zhao is an actor, he is still a newcomer. It is very important to meet some useful friends.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for your teaching during this time. I will come to visit you some other day." After Zheng Zhao finished speaking, he left the classroom that had been rainy and rainy for more than two months.

Seeing his leaving figure, Ye Yanxi felt a little emotional, the young man is so handsome, with a compelling aura, who wouldn't like it?I like his appearance and talent, and I have seen him work hard, how can I not love him?

"Xiao Zhao, do you want to act in a drama?" She stopped Zheng Zhao.

Zheng Zhao looked back at her and said with a smile, "How dare I act in a drama now."

Ye Yanxi said: "Drama is an actor's art, and acting is the most honed. If you don't dare, just practice more on stage."

"Teacher... no, thank you." Zheng Zhao was a little helpless.

If he really loves performing arts from the bottom of his heart, he will be ecstatic about this opportunity, but he only became an actor to gain some fame and fortune in the film industry.

"Okay." Seeing him like this, Ye Yanxi didn't persuade him any more.

Back home, at the same table, Gong Feihong was eating stewed food, his mouth was full of oil.He looked up and saw his wife holding the slipper on the door frame, and asked with a frown, "What's the matter today? Why are you so depressed?"

Ye Yanxi walked to the living room barefoot, and sat down on the floor, "I'm fine, I'm just a little worried about Zheng Zhao."

Gong Feihong lowered his head again when he heard that his wife was not busy, and said while eating: "Why should he be worried? You worry about it all day long."

"It's true that he continues like this..." Ye Yanxi took a pair of chopsticks and also picked up stewed boiled food, "In the past 60 days, I have seen his performances clearly. Whether it is good or not, this There is a huge characteristic, or problem, in this way of acting. He almost plays different types of characters into one type of expansion, and the worst point is that everyone is the same."

Gong Feihong snatched the last piece of pork belly from under Ye Yanxi's chopsticks, "I shouldn't say that. You are an educator, and you know it much better than me. Everyone has their own most suitable role. It is a breakthrough in acting skills, but you have achieved the ultimate in your own style. When people mention this style field, they think of you, so why not appreciate it? Or, for ordinary people, it is easier to be outstanding when you fix your own role. Throughout the ages, There is really only one Mozart who is all-rounder, but Strauss is also famous in history for his waltz. Can you imagine Zheng Zhao playing a manure picker? He just stops there, not to mention this life, he will not be reduced to the next life That level."

"Of course I know, I was the one who persuaded you to say these things at the beginning." Ye Yanxi picked all the tofu to her side, "Although it is a waste of money to force him to play these wretched roles, but he really only wants can play a role."

"You are a teacher, professionally you will be worried. I am an actor and I work for the production company. From the market, I tell you that it doesn't matter if you have a strong personal style. Zheng Zhao is the type of actor that directors like, plus the status of Yincheng Best Actor , he has the resources to choose the roles he wants, and only act in the scenes he wants to act." Gong Feihong gave his wife a pig's intestine.

"Actors have aura, not to mention directors, I like it too, but... who has seen a 50-year-old with aura?" Ye Yanxi opened her mouth and ate pig intestines.The director loves him, only loves his youth.Judging from his appearance alone, he cannot grow old.

The so-called dinner party, for celebrities, usually starts during the day, and some people even have to get up early in the morning to do styling.A nanny car quietly bypassed the main road and drove into the garage. Dongdong sat in the car and called, "Brother Zhao, the car is here."

There are so many activities in Beijing at the end of the year, tomorrow the company will send Dongdong here to follow the license, from contacting clothing styles to arranging pick-up vehicles, Dongdong is very busy all day long.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Zheng Zhao said as he got into the car.

The driver was a silent middle-aged man who only nodded his head as an answer.Dong Dong got into the co-driver, and Zheng Zhao took out the small blanket he brought with him, closed his eyes and rested his mind. He wanted to maintain sufficient energy and energy to survive the boring dinner.

Cars walk in the traffic, and people walk in the crowd.

Zheng Zhao accidentally fell asleep and was woken up by Dongdong calling him several times.He rubbed his eyes, Dongdong picked up the moisturizing spray and sprayed it on his face.The water mist was cool, and he was completely awake.

"What time is it?" Zheng Zhao opened his eyes, only feeling that he was dedicated to his job.

"It's almost 06:30." Dongdong carefully took out the ruby ​​brooch from the small safe, put it on the lapel of his suit like walking on eggshells, and told him: "Brother Zhao, look at it, don't break it Don't lose it."

Looking at the brooch, Zheng Zhao agreed with a little disgust, "Okay."

Dongdong is a hard-working and simple girl. Except for occasionally rewarding herself with a few good clothes, she usually only wears Taobao goods. She also doesn't understand why fashion is such a rare thing. Looking at this brooch, she muttered in a low voice: "Why don't you get a brooch?" Real flowers, put them on a suit, they are fragrant, beautiful and cheap.”

This is indeed a good idea.

Just as Zheng Zhao was about to turn on his mobile phone to see if there was a flower shop nearby, he suddenly saw the staff coming to guide them forward, so he had to give up.

"Oh." He felt a little regretful.

When Dongdong heard Zheng Zhao sigh, he couldn't help patting his chest in fear, warning himself that he would never talk nonsense again.Otherwise, according to his personality, he might not know how to torment people.

The little girl with the work badge stopped and knocked on their car window, and said with tired eyes: "The red carpet is ahead, there is no media around here, and you can't watch the live broadcast. You can get out of the car and get ready. The driver will send you off." After the artists, go left." After finishing speaking, she went to knock on the next car.

Zheng Zhao was bored in the car for a long time, and since he appeared on the red carpet late, he might have to wait for a while, so he opened the car door directly.

Dongdong followed Zheng Zhao out, and looked around curiously. It was her first time attending a dinner party.In the waiting area on both sides, many artists got out of the car, only the car behind them was as motionless as a mountain, which looked extraordinarily strange.

"Who is that car?" She curiously asked a staff member with a badge.

"Chu Xiangwen, Mr. Chu, is the producer of the "Hunt" series of films." The staff member lowered his voice and said meaningfully, "He is bringing the new male lead to the red carpet. In the past, when we invited him, he always I didn’t come, I didn’t expect to walk the red carpet today.”

Dongdong blinked, feeling that she understood something, and was about to gossip about other stars when she saw her brother Zhao knocking on the window of the car behind.

The listless eyes of the staff shine instantly, and this is the biggest benefit of working in the entertainment industry.

Seeing this, Dongdong was frightened and ran to Zheng Zhao.

"Brother Zhao? What are you doing?" Dongdong's voice began to tremble, and she could already imagine how this would be spread after tonight.

In order to star in "Hunt 4", actor Zheng Zhao knocked on the door of the producer's hotel room in the middle of the night.

Zheng Zhao glanced at her, then at the staff at the side, and immediately understood what they were thinking, and said helplessly, "I have something to say to Mr. Chu."

It was Chu Xiangwen who introduced him to the film industry at the beginning, and he was regarded as his bole.However, after winning the Best Actor in Yincheng, he never paid a formal visit.It would be too impolite for me to meet here at this time, if I don't say thank you.

"Then don't say it here..." Dongdong was only halfway through when Chu Xiaowen's car door opened, revealing the whole interior of the car.Beside him was a man in his thirties, with broad shoulders, thin waist and long legs. He had an excellent figure and a steady temperament. He also looked at Zheng Zhao in surprise.

Chu Xiangwen didn't introduce this man to Zheng Zhao, but just smiled and said, "Xiao Zhao, are you here? I thought you didn't like this kind of occasion."

"Fortunately, it's not that I don't like it." Zheng Zhao talked about his previous trip to Tibet.

Chu Xiangwen smiled and looked at Zheng Zhao, "From Xiaozhao's words, it seems that we have to donate more today, otherwise it will be too bad."

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