dear dreamer

Apart from Chang Huan, several other people also noticed the changes in Deng Tingge.Deng Tingge was imitating himself as Luo Hengqiu, a domineering and restrained boss, with a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, examining the few people in front of him.

The director and others were not annoyed, but nodded at him, smiling and very kind.

Deng Tingge had a calm expression on his face, but his heart was beating a bit.Luo Hengqiu was right, but he didn't know if Luo Hengqiu's talisman met the other party's requirements.

After all, senior brother is not cool and domineering at all.

The content of the audition is very simple, that is, to read the script.Deng Tingge breathed a sigh of relief.He thought of the days when he used to sweat every day when he was taking lines at school.Speaking lines is a laborious task. The teacher said that you are standing on that stage, such a vast and open place, and if you don’t use your energy in the dantian to make your voice, who can hear your voice?Do you think there are loudspeakers in any era?Lines are the skeleton of a play, blood vessels and cells!

Deng Tingge didn't take it seriously at first, but when he heard the teacher standing in the middle of the stage reciting the lines of "Amber" with passion and full voice, he was shocked.

"Go, be mediocre! Only mediocre people can continue to exist and reproduce. They will be the people of the future, and will be the only survivors..."

A group of students were shocked by the teacher in his 50s.His passionate and powerful voice reverberated in the theater, beating the walls, and seemed to echo faintly; but when he suddenly lowered his voice, hunched his back, and walked slowly on the stage, he immediately changed from a young man to an old man. people.

"You never know how long I have loved you. We are always saying goodbye to the past. I will always say goodbye to you and the past. But Xiaoping, it is not the memories that really bind us. I am afraid of the future, I am afraid of meeting the certainty will lose your future."

"It's the play written by the teacher himself." Some students immediately recognized the script based on the lines.The high-spirited atmosphere on the stage just now disappeared. There was no lighting, no make-up and no props. The old man stood at the corner of the stage, chanting the words of love to his beloved one by one in a heavy and low voice.The atmosphere in the room also changed accordingly. He knelt on the ground, as if grabbing a handful of dry sand from the grave, and his tone gradually took on the meaning of crying.

After confiding in his first love the love he had hidden for many years, the teacher straightened up, walked to the edge of the stage and asked calmly: Do you understand?

All nodded.

Deng Tingge was the second to read the lines.He didn't stand still like the previous person and didn't want to show off his skills. He still held the few pieces of paper in his hand. After going through it, he basically understood what was going on in this scene.Reading lines requires not only strength, but also emotions.Every time Deng Tingge took an actor's line class, he was excellent. He could read the cruel truth of the climax of "Thunderstorm" in a cheerful tone, and he could also explain "The Merchant of Venice" in a gloomy and painful tone.The two thin pages were no problem for him at all.

In this scene, the heroine is confronted with the heroine's confession of her love and the pressure he feels after the heroine returns home.Deng Tinge paced while reading, occasionally raised his head, and flashed a depressive and painful look with his hand gestures.

"Everyone envies me, but I envy you. You don't know how much courage it takes to express your heart to the one you love. You won't know better than me." He stopped, turned his head slightly, and said in a soft and gentle tone, " I'm afraid of alarming her, harassing her, and embarrassing her. I would rather embarrass myself than embarrass her. I hope, I hope she will always be happy, even if this happiness has nothing to do with me. "

……so poor.Deng Tingge thought.When he finished reading all his lines, there was a lonely applause around the conference table.It's Tan Liao.

Without any suspense, Deng Tingge's extremely solid line skills made him take the role without any objection.Chang Huan kept pestering Tan Liao to talk, and Deng Tingge blushed a little for his nympho manager.He waited in the parking lot for a while, and when he saw Chang Huan walking over and crying, he was terrified: "Who bullied you? That teacher of yours? I'll beat him up for you."

"I'm so excited." Chang Huan wiped his eyes and nose, the eye circles were still red, "He praised you! He said Chang Huan, you did a good job and picked a very good newcomer. I, I I couldn't help but cry."

Deng Tinge: "...Why are you crying when he praises me?"

Chang Huan sniffled: "I don't know."

Deng Tingge then took the initiative to find a step for her: "Because he praised me, so you are happy for me, right?"

Chang Huan thought for a while: "No. It's because when he praises you, he praises me. I'm happy for myself..."

Deng Tingge: "..."

He was a little dumbfounded, but he could quite understand Chang Huan's thoughts.If that Tan Liao was not only a person whom Chang Huan admired, but also a teacher who led him into the industry, then his words must be more important to Chang Huan than other achievements.

My manager is not only a nympho but also a little girl in his heart.Deng Tingge wondered how could someone as capable as Tan Liao teach a student who would cry after the teacher left?

The script of "The Second Crown Prince" was sent to Singer Deng Ting in pieces, and he began to analyze the script and characters.Time suddenly became insufficient: the filming of "Gu Dao Warm Heart" had to be finished, and part of the sound had to be recorded; the promotion of "Long Yuan" had already begun, and he began his life of flying around by plane.

"Am I considered popular?" One day he looked through his itinerary and asked Luo Hengqiu.

Luo Hengqiu now comes to Deng Tingge's house to rest whenever he has time. Hearing this, he raised his head from the document, with a blank expression on his face: "What's red?"

"...It's nothing, you continue." Seeing that he was busy, Deng Tingge stopped asking him.

He bought a laptop and added various things to the rented house, making it a decent home.When Liu Haojun came to play with him, he couldn't help but marvel: "Are you being taken care of by a rich woman?!"

Deng Tingge said in his heart that it wasn't the rich woman who was rich, and then remembered that he had paid for supper the night before, and that Luo Hengqiu stayed at his home all day long, eating and drinking for free, thinking who was taking care of who.But, of course, he is very happy to keep the lomites, wishing he could live in his own home every day, and wake up from the warm bed with someone in his arms every day.

Half of the remuneration for "Long Yuan" came, and some money from "Gu Dao Warm Heart" was also transferred. Deng Tingge suddenly became a millionaire. The password is your birthday."

Pang Qiaoyun was very happy, and Deng Xiao was also very happy, but he refused to show it, expressing his contempt for his son's behavior of charging big money with a series of "hmph", "hey" and "heh".

Deng Tingge: "Dad, are you farting? Hemorrhoids again?"

While cooking, Pang Qiaoyun heard the two fathers and sons quarreling outside. She took a peek and went out and asked, "Boy, why hasn't Ronaldinho come to eat recently?"

"He's busy." Deng Tingge said immediately.

At this moment, he was watching Luo Hengqiu sitting at the desk processing documents, the light from the desk lamp fell on his face and hair, creating a kind of warmth that made people like it just by looking at it.

"Brother, my mother said that she wants to introduce someone to you." He said.Every time he went home, Pang Qiaoyun would ask him if Luo Hengqiu had a girlfriend, whether he liked girls with fair faces, long hair, and good temperament, whether the Pang family or the Deng family had such a cousin, cousin, or some kind of crooked relative, age Just right.

Luo Hengqiu didn't even raise his head: "I'm not dating you."

Deng Tingge said I know.But I have to think of an excuse to evade it with the right caliber. If you don't give an explanation, she will try to push it on me again.

Luo Hengqiu finally had a reaction, took off his glasses and turned around slowly: "Speaking of which, I also have something to ask you. What's going on with you and Lu Zhixia?"

Deng Tingge: "...that was the publisher's propaganda strategy, and I was wronged."

Because the two are high school alumni, and there are a lot of rivalry in the movie, the distributor tied the two together when drawing up the promotional strategy, and said that this is a continuation of the leading edge after a few years.

Before Chang Huan could say anything, Lu Zhixia's manager went crazy on the spot.Lu Zhixia has been working in a well-known children's theater troupe during her university years. Her roles are very popular with children and parents, so shaping her personal image is very, very important.There was no relationship between her and Deng Tingge, let alone "continue", the manager was so angry that he couldn't calm down.

"So the propaganda method you see now is much gentler than before." Deng Tingge said, "Isn't it just taking a photo together, accepting interviews together, and participating in promotional activities together..."

Luo Hengqiu hummed, he didn't look unhappy, but he wasn't very happy either.

Deng Tingge threw away his schedule and walked over to sit on the desk, shaking his long legs: "This is my job."

Deng Tingge did not tell Luo Hengqiu about Lu Zhixia's feelings for him.Luo Hengqiu looked at him for a while, suppressed the irritability and jealousy in his heart, and stretched out his hand to push him away: "Go, go, you are sitting on my document."

"Are you still angry?" Deng Tingge looked at him hey.Luo Hengqiu put on his glasses again, and changed the subject: "Didn't you say you're going to my place to collect information? Or to observe life? Next week, go there when you have time, I'll be there."

Since the cosplayer Luo Hengqiu was hit right at the audition, Deng Tingge turned around and immediately asked him to visit his company.He didn't dare to say that he was going to observe Luo Hengqiu, he only said that he had accepted a new play, and the content was very fashionable, but he was an idiot and had no fashion sense, so he had to ask Luo Hengqiu for help.

Luo Hengqiu thought for a while and asked him, "What are fashion tentacles?"

Deng Tingge: "...the sense of touch, the sense of touch."

After tidying himself up, Deng Tingge went to Huatian to look for Luo Hengqiu as soon as he came back from the propaganda city.Luo Hengqiu came down to pick him up, and introduced several departments of Huatian to him while taking him upstairs.Huatian Media is a comprehensive media group that is involved in various fields. Deng Tingge walked through the print media and advertising departments. Luo Hengqiu was about to take him to the film and television department when he looked up and saw Luo Qiong coming out of another elevator.

The author has something to say:

Luo Qiong: If the author hadn't let me appear on the stage, I would have forgotten my identity.

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Thank you (づ￣3￣)づ

The first line Mr. Deng read came from Liao Yimei's play "Amber", and the second line was made up by me. ==

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Yesterday I saw in the group that Xiao Deng had bronchitis, hahahahaha~ I made up a small theater in my head: There are three things that Deng Tingge fears most in his life.

1. Fucking angry.

2. His brother is angry.

3. His father is angry.

"Brother is ranked second, so I really don't have tracheitis." Deng Tingge said seriously.