Dominating the Movie World [Rebirth]

On the day of the official performance, the entire performance hall was packed, with teachers and some well-dressed people sitting in the front row, and students dressed casually in the back.

Fan Zi stretched her head in the background and looked out twice, her heart was beating fast.

Why are there so many people?Obviously, the first two performances this semester had less than half of the audience.

She retracted her head, and Li Hua, who was arranging props next to her, ran to her and asked, "Are there many people?"

"Yes, I'm starting to get nervous." Fan Zi took a deep breath, "By the way, why are there so many people in today's performance?"

Li Hua said in a low voice: "I don't know why, but the works at the end of each semester are very beautiful. In the past three years, everyone has developed a habit, and the tickets for the last performance are extremely crazy. You can see that the auditorium is full, waiting for the performance Sometimes there will be photography, edit and edit the whole performance, make it into a CD, and then sell it to students who didn’t get tickets or want to watch it again, and all the money earned will be invested in the club’s funds.”

Fan Zi was thoughtful. From the looks of it, the screenwriter at the end of each semester for the past three years should be the director Alan, not Shire.

"No wonder our club has never been short of money." She rubbed her chin, and had a new question, "Since the performance is so good, why only perform it once? Isn't it okay to perform more times?"

Li Hua shrugged: "Charles doesn't allow it. He said that the current works are not works that he is satisfied with, and there is no need to waste too much energy from the club. Oh my god, these works are obviously amazing, okay?!"

Fan Zi smiled, she believed that Alan must have instructed Charles to say this sentence.

After chatting with Li Hua for a few words, Fan Zi's tension was relieved a lot. At the same time, she developed a strong curiosity and interest in Alan.

Who is he?

Judging from the works, he is by no means a fledgling boy. How can a person who has just graduated from university create such a sophisticated grasp of the plot?From the point of view of style, he is more like an outsider who doesn't care about fame and wealth. In his eyes, the amazing works of his peers are far from enough. No one knows what the standard of his satisfaction is.

But then again, he's just a kid about to graduate from college!A child who is several years younger than her!

As the old saying goes, people are better than people, and people are pissed off.Fan Zi realized that there were some things that she really couldn't think about. Comparing herself with geniuses and ghosts, isn't that just asking for trouble?

Sighing, she hastily scanned the script and prepared to go on stage.

The lights in the hall suddenly dimmed, and the noisy voices in the auditorium fell silent instantly as if some switch had been pressed.

The heavy curtain was opened, the stage lights were turned on, and the show began——

At the curtain call, all the actors lined up and bowed to the audience.

The audience applauded for a long time. Fan Zi looked at the teachers sitting in the front row before stepping off the stage. Seeing everyone nodding frequently, she felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment in her heart.

The production cycle of TV dramas and movies is long, and I don’t know how long it will take to put them on the screen after the shooting is over. It often takes a long time to get feedback from the audience. By then, the state of mind of the actors has changed from when the filming ended .Drama is different. It takes only a month from rehearsal to official performance. Once you stand on the stage, you can immediately receive the most authentic feedback from the audience.

Applause if it's exciting, leave the table if it's not exciting, it couldn't be simpler.

Fan Zi could hardly hear the sound of the outside world during the performance, and devoted herself to the role with all her heart.But at the end of the performance, she can also remember how much applause she got.

Those subconscious likes and supports made her feel extremely happy.

After stepping off the stage, everyone hugged each other and then changed back to their costumes.At some point, someone brought a bottle of champagne, shook it frantically, pulled out the cork quickly, and shared the joy of this smooth performance with everyone present.

Fan Zi and Zhu Xilan smiled and avoided the spray of champagne, but they were still drenched all over.After the quarrel, everyone discussed today's performance, and the ones who received the most praise were Fan Zi and Zhu Xilan, sisters who are jealous of each other. Li Hua also said with an exaggerated expression: "Your vivid performance made me forget that you have a strong relationship in private. How wonderful, I almost really thought you were such a person! How to say it in Chinese... oh yes...'善恶'! You are '善恶' people!"

"..." Fan Zi smiled awkwardly but politely, she probably used the word Li Hua, I can't tell if it's right or not, anyway, it makes people want to hit him.

During the discussion, someone yelled "Let's have a party to celebrate", and the atmosphere suddenly became lively again. A group of handsome men and women who were in their beautiful youth were discussing who's going to be a monster today.

"Go to Charles' house! There is a swimming pool in his house, we can have an open-air pool party!"

"Don't think we can't see your mind, want to take advantage of the girls in our club, just dream!"

"What? How could I be this kind of person?"

"Quiet! Quiet! In my opinion, we might as well book a hotel lobby, so as not to have to clean it later—"

"Wooo! No problem! Your treat!"

"..."

Everyone was noisy, Fan Zi and Zhu Xilan originally wanted to say that they could come to their yard to have a party, but thinking about cleaning up afterwards, they decisively gave up this idea.

Finally, Charles, who was busy seeing the teacher off just now, rushed back, snapped his fingers, and said, "Stop arguing, just go to my house and leave the cleaning to the maid!"

A group of people were screaming and whistling, and suddenly, another person appeared at the door, with curly and soft blond hair hanging under his eyebrows, almost covering those beautiful sea-like eyes.

The backstage fell silent instantly. Allen leaned against the door frame with a plaid shirt on his shoulders, and said, "Go to the hotel, I'll treat you."

Everyone thought they had heard it wrong, and looked at each other from front to back, left, and right, and then burst into a burst of more enthusiastic cheers than before.

After cleaning up and down the stage, everyone joyfully came to the lobby of the hotel booked by Mr. Alan.Pushing open the door, two rows of long tables filled with food and drinks are reflected under the bright crystal lamp.

Charles patted Allen on the back, raised his eyebrows and said to him, "Boy, I've been prepared for a long time!"

"This is the last script I created for the club." Allen's eyes were as deep as the sea, making it impossible to read his emotions. "I want to say goodbye to everyone seriously."

The smile on Charles' face froze, he looked at him for a moment, and said, "That's right, you don't belong to a small society."

"Don't say that, Charles." Allen suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, smiling very charmingly, "I want to leave something for the club, and you will come to the stage to count everyone's vacation arrangements later, and see if you can make up for it. Half a month touring. I want to arrange a tour for the last work to let more people know about our drama club.”

Charles froze and punched him hard.

"You bastard! Don't look at me with such nasty and disgusting eyes! You know that I..."

Allen was caught off guard, took two steps back and said, "I'll leave it to you."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door and left, leaving Xia Er standing still.

Not far away, Fan Zi secretly finished eating melons, and before she could run away, Xia Er discovered her.

Charles stared at her with what he thought was a vicious look, and waved at her vigorously: "Fan! Come here!"

Fan Zi smacked her lips and walked over gracefully.

"What did you hear?" Charles asked.

Fan Zi answered lightly: "I heard that we will arrange a tour."

Charles was flabbergasted, and asked again, "What else?"

Fan Zi blinked her eyes: "The president said he wanted to say goodbye."

Charles: "..."

Orientals are too cunning!

Charles decided to poke open the window paper by himself: "Fan, I know you heard it, I beg you, don't tell the second person, okay?"

Fan Zi wasn't sure if things were what she thought, but seeing Xia Er's attitude now, she was a fool if she couldn't think of anything.

She smiled slightly: "Okay, everything I saw and heard just now is rotten here." She said and pointed to her stomach.

Charles scratched his head and asked her, "Now that you know everything, can I have a chat with you alone?"

Fan Zi looked back at Zhu Xilan who was joking with everyone, turned her head and said, "I'll go ask my friend."

After getting Zhu Xilan's permission, Fan Zi shook the goblet, and came to an empty corner with Charles, listening to his secret love journey as long as the foot wrap.

To put it simply, they happen to be in the same school in elementary and middle school, because they have friendship at home, they occasionally meet and greet each other at school.Charles is one year younger than Allen. After he realized that he liked that cruel senior in middle school, he followed in his footsteps in high school and university, and has been following him to participate in various drama club activities.Two years ago, the two went out for a drink. Allen accidentally knew that Charles liked him. He was silent for a long time and asked him if he could continue to be friends. Charles said "yes".

This kind of behavior of knowing that the other party likes me and still being good friends with the other party is really indescribable scum.But Allen has never had a woman around him for so many years, and there are not even many men, which makes people think that Shire may not be so miserable.

Fan Zi didn't know how to comfort him, so she reached out and patted his shoulder, telling him to follow fate.

Charles drank the wine in his glass and said, "I've been holding back for so many years, and it's the first time I've said these words to someone—oh, it's so fucking comfortable to say it!"

He vigorously wiped back the bangs on his forehead, suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said to Fan Zi: "By the way, Fan, according to my many years of secret love experience, I think Lan looks at you very differently."

Fan Zi: "..."

Then why didn't you notice that I looked at her differently?

She deliberately pretended to be ignorant and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I think she treats you... ah... Shit! Forget it!" Ciel put the glass aside, strode to the stage directly in front of the hall, picked up the microphone and screamed—"Get crazy!! !"

Cheers and screams erupted in the audience suddenly, the light music played in the hall was replaced by rock music by someone, everyone shook their heads drinking and eating, and from time to time someone came to the stage to sing a song, which caused the audience to whistle continuously.

When everyone was almost crazy, Charles came on stage again and told everyone about the tour.

The timetable was calculated quickly, and no one wanted to miss this opportunity, not only for themselves, but also for the president.

Charles was infected by everyone's emotions, and suddenly felt that there was no need for him to help Alan keep the secret about the script.

It's time to reveal this secret to everyone. Allen deserves this respect and honor.

After the announcement, everyone was shocked except Fan Zi and Zhu Xilan, and there were whispers in the audience.

Charles stepped off the stage and sent Alan a message.

"You bastard, I won't help you keep a secret anymore, I told you about the script!"

Not long after, he received a reply, still two letters: ok.

The blurred and intoxicating light hit Charles on the face, he raised his head slightly, looked at the crystal lamp, and cursed secretly "trash".

He is such a waste, he has loved Allen for so many years and experienced so many grievances, yet now he still has the desire to cry for him.

If only there was a way not to like him.

The passing waiter held a plate full of wine glasses, he brought a glass casually, raised his head and drank it clean.

Forget it, how can you not like him?

That guy was always so charming, always so intoxicating to him, he probably could only figure out how not to like him more.

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