acting substitution syndrome

Wait a minute, Ma Ning's business is not over yet.

"After Ma Dao was beaten, he was overjoyed," Wang Poker said, "... finally there is a reason to extort money."

With two dark circles under his eyes that were beaten black and blue, and a broken arm hanging down, he relied on the special effects company to stay. The company wanted to count his medical expenses for him. up.

"It's just the spirit of shamelessness," screenwriter Qian Xing added: "It's really a role model for my generation."

The three of them nodded in sympathy, and worked hard towards the big bowl of beef noodles.

"By the way, brother," Wang Poker was sweating profusely, and accidentally raised his head: "We watched your variety show, and they said you played a deaf-mute."

"Bullshit," Robery said angrily, "I'm playing the role of the masses, understand?"

"Swarm performer, I thought you were well-developed bro, you could show your face in variety shows."

"Don't tell me, I really showed my face," Robery said, "I not only passed the group competition, but also passed the cooperation competition. Now the program team is eagerly expecting me to participate in the assistant competition, and I, Still under consideration."

"Brother, cowhide is not for bragging, trains are not for pushing, and the Yellow River is not for pissing." Qian Xing is worthy of being a screenwriter, and his words and brains are outrageous: "□□Big mouth is not made by knives."

"I'm really not bragging," Robrey wiped his mouth, stretched out his hand and said, "I recorded five episodes, five episodes."

"Brother, are you not lying?" Wang Poke said, "Are you really promoted?"

"Advanced? I want to retire now, do you know?" Robery raised his middle finger, "I signed a contract for two sessions, and then recorded five sessions in a daze. I only paid for two sessions. Wait, is there any more kingly law, squeezing labor."

This is Robery's sincere words. In the morning, he sent a text message to Xi Lan about the salary increase and the reimbursement of gas expenses, but he still hasn't received a reply.

He knew that the face of capitalists was so ugly.

"They informed me that I have to rehearse the show myself and find assistants myself." Robrey spread his hands: "Where can I find it?"

"I guess you don't have a script either?" Qian Xing put on a strategic look, showing a friendly smile of a businessman: "...I do."

Qian Xing, a person who spent a lot of time in his senior year, wrote his own brain hole into a script to earn some pocket money, which is not a waste of time.

On the set, Robry also saw with his own eyes how strong this guy's writing skills are. The scene to be filmed tomorrow can hardly be written until one o'clock in the morning.

Seeing Robery's suspicious gaze, Qian Xing wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth: "This time there is really a good script, let me tell you the truth, the sister version of Aladdin's magic lamp, this is what Ma Ning and I planned to shoot." One version, but in the end Ma Ning felt that this version was like a foot wrap, so he changed it temporarily. I later changed it with great effort and compressed it into a melodrama, about 10 minutes, I guess your assistant competition is about the same Just give you so much time."

After returning to the apartment, Robry actually received the script from Qian Xing, which made him feel that the 200 yuan he was fooled by Qian Xing was worth the money.

After all, the script is okay...it's okay.

Robli clicked the mouse to flip to the last page, and saw that the last scene was blank.

"Qian Xing, you bloody eunuch!"

You can be an eunuch in a small script with less than twenty acts!

If you dig a hole and don't fill it, you don't have chickens or chickens!

The person who called Qianxing didn't answer the phone at all, and he pretended to be dead, and he didn't forget to send a text message to ask Robrie for the final payment, saying that it is such a rule now to publish scripts. Compared with Taobao, 200 yuan is just a deposit, and it will be submitted on the evening of the 11th. The final payment is required to obtain a complete script.

Has the operation of capital reached such a dazzling point?

Please forgive Robrie for not playing...

Robery threw the notebook aside, and took it back angrily after a while.

Without him, it's because the script is really okay, mainly because he has already paid a deposit of 200 yuan, and according to the eunuch's piss, it will definitely not be refunded.

"jingle--"

Xi Lan called: "Robri, where are you?"

"I just stayed at home and didn't go anywhere," Robrey said, "Sister, my gas money..."

Xi Lan turned away as if she hadn't heard it: "What I want to tell you is about the assistant acting competition. Since you have already advanced to the assistant acting competition, you should seize the opportunity and act well, you know?"

She said: "I got a script for you, which was written by the screenwriter of Qiqi Studio under our company's name, and arranged two assistant actors for you. Let me remind you, these two assistant actors are more popular than you." More, you give me..."

"I don't want it," Robry said, looking at the script in his hand, "I have a script."

"Do you have a script?" Xi Lan was taken aback, "Where did you get the script?"

"I asked someone to write one for me," Robery said, "I just got it, it's warm, I think it's okay."

"Are you kidding me, Robbie?" Xi Lan said angrily, "Who can write the script for you? You found a second-rate gun yourself, didn't you?"

"The screenwriter's name is Qian Xing. Forget it. You don't even know it. He doesn't mix circles," Robery said, "But his script is pretty good."

"What's it called?" Xi Lan suddenly asked, "Which money, which star?"

After hearing that this person was a college student in Zhongchuan, Xi Lan was inexplicably silent for a long time.

"Hey, hello, sister, are you disconnected?"

"I don't know if you have the wind or not, but shit luck is always good," Xi Lan said, "That's it, let me take a look at the script some time, and I don't care about it."

"Okay, sister, there is one more thing," Robrey said, "Send me Dai Yue's contact information."

"Dai Yue?" Xi Lan's eyes were fixed: "What do you want to do, kid?"

Robry glanced at the script, and of course he would not tell her that he wanted to ask Dai Yue to act as an assistant: "Nothing, I just want to make friends with him."

"Are you sick, Robbie?" Xi Lan scolded, "The person everyone is afraid of avoiding, you are still rushing to be friends with him?! Pour out half of the water in my mind, Think carefully about your supporting role!"

Robry thought for a while, then made another call.

"Hey, Mr. Xia," Luo Li said with a smile all over his face, "I am Luo Li."

"What's the matter with you, boy?" Xia Zhongsheng felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the boy calling on his own initiative.

"It's nothing, why don't we greet the teacher?" Robry said, "Then what, I'm in Beijing. I bought a bottle of good wine and plan to visit the teacher."

Xia Zhongsheng on the other end of the phone almost shoveled his own flowerpot with a shovel: "How dare you bring me wine?"

I think that when he graduated that year, Robli came to his house with a bottle of Laojiao, but Xia Zhongsheng was very happy. He was happy that the wine was good and the price was not low. Thanks to the teacher's teaching.

I didn't expect that Laojiao was a real bottle of fake wine, and it wasn't fake wine, but fruit wine. It was nicknamed "Mr. Xia's high blood pressure and can't drink. This is for the sake of Mr. Xia's health. Xia Zhongsheng was so angry that he almost didn't call out on the spot." got an ambulance.

Time flies, vividly.

Thinking of this, Xia Zhongsheng's tone softened unconsciously: "Your brain is brilliant, but it's a pity that you can't use it for acting. I don't think you really want to see me. You want to get news from me, don't you?"

Robbie: "..."

You think so.

It turns out that there are benefits to making a phone call.

"Then I'll let you know," Xia Zhongsheng said, "Don't look at your boy who seems to have entered the acting competition smoothly. In my opinion, it's all luck, and it's all wrong. Do you have any diamonds? I know what level of acting you are, if you really compete with others in acting, you will never be able to compare with them."

Teacher Xia randomly revealed the scripts of three or four advanced actors. For example, Shen Mingming's script is a revised version of Red Sorghum. Shen Mingming's choice of this script is very good, because this script itself is a literary work, and scripts adapted from literary works are different from ordinary scripts. If there is a gap, it is not a general gap.

For another example, Luo Zhiguang rehearsed a sensational script about a pair of brothers reunited after 50 years of separation. The leading guest who came was none other than Chu Xinghe.

Damn, is everyone so hard?

Luo Buli squinted at the script in his hand, the three-no script created by Eunuch Qian.

Depth without depth, feelings without feelings, foundation without foundation.

"Robri, what kind of notebook did you prepare?" Xia Zhongsheng asked.

"Huh?" Robrey said, "A story about caring for a patient at the end of life."

Xia Zhongsheng thought it was a script with humanistic care, and smiled gratifiedly: "Not bad, not bad, I can hear it, it's very deep, and the stage needs this kind of deep work."

"I plan to invite Dai Yue to assist in the performance." Robbury said, "Do you know Dai Yue's phone number?"

The author has something to say:

I beg for it~~