After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

Indeed, Hang Xiutu has never been very fond of his spoiled younger brother with many bad habits.But he will fulfill his elder brother's duty and do what he should do, that's all.

But recently, some unspoken subtle changes seemed to have taken place in my younger brother.For example, at this very moment, he was sitting in his seat, blushing, with crooked eyebrows and eyes: "I want to be an actor not inferior to Hang Xiutu."

That slender and thin body suddenly revealed a kind of warm and tough strength — that was something Hang Xiutu had never seen before. He seemed to be full of light, and he was so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes away.

For a moment, Hang Xiutu had to admit that he was slightly taken aback.

It was Huanyou's frivolous whistle that brought him back to his senses, and then Lan Xinrong's playful voice sounded: "How about repairing the road? Your brother said that, what do you say?"

"I'll wait and see."

When Hang Yang looked up, he saw a faint smile flashing across Hang Xiutu's face.

He was taken aback for a moment, his heart beating loudly: Hang Xiutu just laughed!Did he really laugh?Am I wrong?Is he laughing at me?Or……

The rumbling sound of moving the stool behind suddenly interrupted Hang Yang's cranky thoughts.

With one hand on Hang Yang's shoulder, he tilted his head, facing Lan Xinrong's smiling face: "You will."

Lan Xinrong stretched out his hand to Hang Yang, this time sincerely and sincerely, not out of politeness: "Lan Xinrong, your manager, please give me more advice in the future."

Hang Yang's heart was pounding, and he held the hand in front of him solemnly: "Hang Yang, please give me more advice."

Early the next morning, Lan Xinrong picked up Hang Yang early and set off: "This is the first time today, Brother Lan will take you there, and I will send you the location later, and let your driver take you there later."

"By the way," Lan Xinrong put his hand on the steering wheel, and asked casually, "Your brother probably told you, the teacher we are going to see later."

Hang Yang: "..."

Lan Xinrong coughed deliberately: "Wen Yuan, Teacher Wen."

He paused, and continued to speak smoothly: "Teacher Wen doesn't act much, it's normal that you haven't heard of him, but you have definitely heard of his students."

"The earlier ones, Zhu Ruicheng and Xie Yuanliang; the younger ones, Duan Xuan... He taught them all by himself."

Hang Yang's eyes widened involuntarily, and he blurted out an "ah!"

These are all powerful actors with a double harvest of word-of-mouth and performance, and their nationality is extremely high. How could Hang Yang never think that this group of people actually have the same teacher? !

"Don't be nervous, just communicate naturally later. As for whether you can learn from Teacher Wen for a long time, we don't force it, just let it happen."

Probably because he was afraid that Hang Yang would be nervous, Lan Xinrong said in a leisurely tone, and casually shifted the topic elsewhere: "Oh yes, your brother mentioned to you the training center we are going to later, right?"

Hang Yang: "..."

The scene fell into a slightly awkward silence again.The smile on the corner of Lan Xinrong's mouth slowly stopped, and he twitched slightly.He covered half of his face with one hand, wiped it down, and cursed in a not-so-small voice: "Hang Xiutu is an idiot."

Hang Yang: "..."

"It's okay, Brother Lan will tell you slowly." Lan Xinrong's tone instantly became relaxed, "The entertainment company 'Phoenix' knows about it, right?"

“Well.” Hang Yang nodded.

"This small base is a training center affiliated with 'Phoenix'. Your brother owns two-thirds of Phoenix's shares. The teachers in this small base are all well-known teachers hired from major film and drama schools. The one-term employment depends on the recent students and company plans, so teachers are more mobile.”

"Basically, this place does not recruit external students. Those who come for training are more or less well-connected. Either the family is awesome, or the company is awesome, or they themselves are awesome. You know, this kind of people has something wrong with them--long eyes On the top of the head, I don’t like to look at people directly. But, you are teaching 1v1, and there is a high probability that you won’t match up with other students,” Lan Xinrong grinned, his face full of arrogance from an exclusive relationship, "But if someone who doesn't have a good eye really provokes you, don't be afraid, just scold him. Anyway, you remember, even among this group of 'second-generation', you are the one with the most 'second-generation' background. Someone really pissed you off, I'll bring your brother over to support you!"

And you bring my brother here, it will be fine if you don't get hung up and hammered by my brother.

While slandering, Hang Yang couldn't help laughing: "Remember, remember, Brother Lan, drive your car well."

"Hey boy..."

While the two were talking about business, they interrupted all over the place.Along the way, Hang Yang became more lively in front of Lan Xinrong.

The car parked outside an exquisite small building on the outskirts of the city, and Hang Yang followed Lan Xinrong into the door.

When the people who came and went saw Lan Xinrong, most of them rushed to greet Lan Xinrong with a smile, "Brother Lan is good!" and "Brother Lan is working hard!"

Lan Xinrong swept away his incongruous appearance in front of the Hang brothers, and put on an air of exclusive success. He only nodded slightly when he saw people along the way, and never opened his mouth if he could not speak. Forced" is on the top of the forehead.

Among other things, the temperament is really well grasped.

Relying on Lan Xinrong's momentum, Hang Yang swaggered through the corridor with prying or speculative eyes, and finally stopped at the door of a classroom at the end.

Lan Xinrong's demeanor suddenly changed a little. He stretched out his hand and knocked on the door three times: "Teacher Wen, are you there? I'm Xiaolan."

Hang Yang suddenly felt nervous and swallowed slightly.

A voice came through the door, and the person inside could be heard to be elderly: "Please come in."

Lan Xinrong opened the door, put one hand behind Hang Yang's back, and pushed it forward slightly.

"Mr. Wen, this is what Xiutu told you, Hang Yang."

Hang Yang clenched his hands unconsciously. He slowly raised his head, and what he saw was an unremarkable face: the man's temples were already gray, and there were many fine lines on his face—the traces of the years were obvious.Unlike popular movie stars such as Hang Xiutu, his demeanor is not harsh, and he can even be summed up as "average". It's hard to imagine that there are countless men in front of him, and many of them are well-known.

Teacher Wen walked closer without saying a word, stared at Hang Yang for a while, and finally opened his mouth amidst the sound of Hang Yang's heart beating like a drum.Unexpectedly, when he opened his mouth, the disgust in his voice was so thick that it almost overflowed: "This child is so beautiful."

Lan Xinrong slowly covered his face.

Next to him, Hang Yang slowly played a row of question marks in his mind: "?"

Wen Yuan's voice was so regretful that Hang Yang thought he heard it wrong.

Lan Xinrong leaned closer to Hang Yang's ear and whispered, "Mr. Wen doesn't like actors who are too good-looking."

Hang Yang: "..."

"That's why he never looks at Hang Xiutu in the right direction."

Hang Yang: "..."

"Do you think it's an honor to be hated by his old man?"

Hang Yang: "..."

I thank you!