I really can't stand him crying [entertainment circle]

Sun Gui was at a loss when he received Zong Ji's transfer and didn't receive it, so he sent a message asking him if he transferred the money to the wrong person.

[No, Brother Sun, I know all about it.How much you give to others in the future, give me as much. 】

Sun Gui understood everything in an instant, he snorted, what a stubborn child.

【You take what is given to you. Didn’t I tell you that you don’t have to be so polite with me? 】

Sun Gui returned the 400 yuan, and after a while, he sent it back from the other party. He frowned: "This kid!"

He couldn't stand the other side, so he had no choice but to collect the money, and called Zong Ji: "You have to be so different from me? Then I have a job with you in the future, can you still take it?"

"It's not a birth share." Zong Ji looked at Zhang San while answering the phone, "I can't let Brother Sun post back, I will definitely answer if there is a job."

His mouth made people feel uneasy at all, Sun Gui wished he could nod his head hard to make him not be so honest.

Someone called Sun Gui's name on the other end of the phone, he said "Don't dare to do this again next time", and then hung up hastily.

Zhang San heard Zong Ji's words, but didn't ask anything.

At No. 416, East District, Jibei Film and Television City, Wang Shuo, who is in charge of the on-site coordinator, is looking around: "Where is Zhang San? Where are his people?"

"The somersaulting Xiao Yuan twisted his foot, Brother Zhang went to the square to find someone." The group performer who has worked with Zhang San for the longest time got up and answered Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo anxiously raised his wrist to check the time. The director's team urged him twice. If Zhang San didn't bring someone back, his performance award for this month would be ruined after delaying the filming.

"came back!"

Just when he impatiently picked up the phone and was about to call Zhang San, a group performer called out.

"Sorry, sorry." Zhang San apologized again and again, "Wang Tong..."

"I'll talk about it later." Wang Shuo interrupted Zhang San's words impatiently, and called a makeup artist to point at Zong Ji, "Turn somersault, hurry up and take him to do makeup."

The make-up of the group performers was not as exquisite as that of the serious actors. A large amount of red oil paint was applied to the face, as if covered with an airtight mask.Fortunately, he has a good foundation, which saved the makeup artist a lot of trouble.

"Ordinary cleansing water can't remove oily makeup. You can come here after the show. We have a special cleansing oil."

The makeup artist looked at the boy who bent over to accommodate her, and couldn't help but think of his younger brother at home who was the same age as him, so she took care of her a few more times.

But there are only these few words, and there is no more. They are the on-site makeup artists, and they are too busy to talk.

"Thank you sister." You Cai froze his face, Zong Ji couldn't make an expression, his half-bent eyes revealed his smile.The eyebrows flying into the temples neutralized the greenness on his face, adding a bit of heroism.

After changing his bunt and putting on thin-soled boots, the mirror opposite reflected his appearance at the moment.Zong Ji kept looking at it curiously, and then trotted out amidst the urging sounds from outside.

"Director, are you going to find such a group of people to play for me?" Under the stage, Wu Junqing threw the prop sword in his hand angrily, looking at the group performers who were walking without any opera skills.

He has always been serious about filming, in order to play the new role well, he specially set aside a month to find a teacher to learn martial arts.He doesn't extravagantly hope that the crew can hire a professional troupe to play for him, but he can't just find a few tricks to fool him.

At that time, the camera will not be shooting him alone!

The more Wu Junqing thought about it, the angrier he became, and he wished he could turn around and leave.

The weight of the prop sword was not light, and it fell on the table with a bang, which startled the people around. The producer quickly explained: "Mr. Wu, don't worry. Although they are not professional, the acting team is absolutely fine. You Don't worry, it won't affect your filming."

The producer is troubled and can't tell, doesn't he want to hire a professional troupe? If the budget is enough, let alone a troupe, he can invite all the well-known actors in Jibei for Wu Junqing to choose.

But isn't this no money?

The producer said with certainty, Wu Junqing's temper was a little smoother, but he was still worried: "Is it okay to do somersaults?"

It's fine to learn other movements temporarily, but if you want to do somersaults beautifully, you need to have no foundation.

The producer didn't find it himself, he hesitated for a moment: "May I send someone over to show you?"

He was very clear about the importance, so it was better to have a look in advance, if Wu Junqing was not satisfied, he could change someone as soon as possible, otherwise it would delay the matter when the filming started when this person lost his temper.

Wu Junqing said yes, the producer immediately sent someone to pass the message, and after a while Zhang San and Wang Shuo brought Zong Ji over.

"Hello, Teacher Wu."

Zong Ji stood upright, his body was as supple as a young poplar, there was no fault in his appearance.Wu Junqing's eyes are sharp, and the beauty is beyond skin. They can tell at a glance that the face of the boy in front of him is very photogenic, and he might appear on the big screen one day.

But that's all for the future. Before he became famous, he could have everything. The most important thing now is to see whether his somersault is good or not.

"Spread out." The producer told the onlookers to step back, making room for Zong Ji, "Come on."

The ground was covered with a thin layer of dust. Zong Ji walked to one end of the open space, took two run-up steps, followed by two beautiful front bridges, and finally somersaulted to the ground, his feet firmly fixed on the ground like nails, his body The shape never wobbled.

"it is good!"

There was a lot of applause at the scene. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Zhang San really wanted to ask Zong Ji if he used to practice acrobatics.

"Mr. Wu, do you think it's okay?"

This is all right, what is all right, Wu Junqing nodded to the producer: "Let's go to the stage for an audition."

"Good job." Zhang San gave Zong Ji a thumbs up, "I'll give you another hundred."

Zong Ji's actions not only satisfied Wu Junqing, but also made Zhang San look good in front of the producer, and he might be the first one to think of him if there is any work in the future.

The smile on Zhang San's face was even bigger, and he had to remember to add the person on WeChat when Huizong continued to play.

The action instructors on the stage were teaching the positions one by one, Wu Junqing also listened carefully, unlike some actors who perfunctorily let the stand-in come on stage and did it himself.Although the price is a bit high, the producer feels that it is not a loss.

The director was filming the heroine's scene, and he had time to watch it for a while during lunch, and he was very satisfied with the progress.Wang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, his performance award for this month is temporarily safe.

After eating and resting for a while, and auditioning several times, Wang Shuo came over at three o'clock in the afternoon and told them that they were going to start filming.

Unlike Zong Ji's red face, Wu Junqing's face is completely white. He looks as handsome as his name, and the shape of a white-faced warrior fits his temperament very well.

The sonorous sound of gongs, erhu and other musical instruments came from the stereo on the left side of the stage. Wu Junqing sang lyrics at the front, and one meter away from him, Zong Ji turned somersaults all the way.

He is the most tiring player in the game.

When Zong Ji left the stage, his inner lining was completely soaked with sweat. Fortunately, the oil paint on his face would not come off, otherwise he would have turned into a big face.

The result of profuse sweating is a sore throat and burning hot breath.Zong Ji drank [-] milliliters of mineral water in one gulp, and gasped for breath while sticking to his knees.

He turned over an unknown number of somersaults, his palms were red, and he was trembling when he looked carefully.

"There's nothing else to do tonight. Let's get off work. We'll be filming a night scene tomorrow. We'll meet at the entrance of the film and television city at four o'clock in the afternoon. Do you hear me?"

Zong Ji's voice was drowned out in the crowd, Zhang San waited for them to take off their make-up and lead him out. On the way, he added Zong Ji's friend, who was full of praise for his performance.

"How long have you been in North Hebei?" The population flow in North Hebei Film and Television City is extremely high. It is normal for Zhang San not to have seen Zong Ji, but he can be sure that Zong Ji's time in Film and Television City may not be long.

If it is long, according to his ability, he shouldn't be squatting in the square waiting for work.

"Five days."

Sure enough, Zhang San patted Zong Ji on the shoulder: "Come on, work hard! By the way, do you want to film the night scene?"

Zong Ji shook his head: "When will the night scene be filmed?"

"Not necessarily, anyway, you just need to sleep more during the day tomorrow."

Except for Zhang San who has a house in northern Hebei, everyone else lives in a village in the city, and they happened to be together on the way back.

The smell in the car was not very pleasant, it was the smell of fermented sweat. The people sitting by the windows opened all the windows, and the hot wind in the evening kept pouring in.

Zong Ji grabbed the back of the chair, tiredness seeped from his bones, and his muscles were sore, especially his shoulders, which were almost not his own.

However, Zong Ji felt extremely stable in his heart, because the road ahead was bright.

"Would you like to have some skewers later?" Xiang Zong Jifa, who was filming together, invited them. Every day after the filming is the most relaxing time for them, and if they eat some skewers and drink a little beer, it will be complete.

"Another day, my brother is waiting for me at home." Zong Ji made up an excuse and refused the other party's invitation with a smile.

We've only known each other for a day, and we haven't gotten to know each other enough to be able to pull people over by hooking our shoulders.The other party turned his head away, and his attitude was no longer as warm as before.

The key was inserted into the keyhole, and the light spilled out first. Liu Wang, who was used by Zong Ji as an excuse, bent down and put the peach on the coffee table: "I was about to call you, have you eaten yet?"

"Brother Wang has eaten." Zong Ji put on his slippers and couldn't wait to share his happiness with Liu Wang. "I went to the square to pick up jobs by myself today, six hundred in three days!"

He held back for a whole day, just wanting to surprise Liu Wang face to face.

"Really, brother, you are so good!" Liu Wang was really surprised, "I only spent a few dozen yuan a day when I first came to Hebei, and you are better than me."

When she was still in the village, Aunt Sun often boasted that Zongji was smarter and more obedient than Liu Wang, and Liu Wang seemed to agree that it was natural for Zongji to be better than him.

Zong Ji was embarrassed by the praise, but he couldn't stop the smile on his face.

"I'll take a shower first."

Drenched in sweat, Zong Ji went into the bedroom to pack a change of clothes.When he came out of the shower, besides the peeled peaches, there were also two boxes of barbecue filled with seasonings on the coffee table.

"Today is a day worth celebrating." Liu Wang unscrewed the iced Coke and touched Zong Ji, "I wish you a superstar soon!"

"I also wish Brother Wang to become a superstar soon!" Zong Ji quickly sent his blessing.

"No, you should wish me to become a gold medal agent as soon as possible." Liu Wang shook his index finger. Ever since he decided to become the leader of the group, he has planned a new development route for himself.

"Brother Wang, are you no longer an actor?" The cola bubbles rushed up, and Zong Ji let out a huge hiccup.

"Being a group leader earns a lot more than being a group performer, and it's not that tiring. I've wanted to be a group leader for a long time, but I haven't met the right opportunity."

Liu Wang was so convinced that he believed it, Zong Ji was a little puzzled, but he still held up the Coke bottle: "Then I wish you, Brother Wang, to become a gold agent as soon as possible!"