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Seeing that Ye Weilin hadn't spoken for a long time, the boy didn't take it seriously, and even volunteered to introduce himself: "My name is Yin Lan, Yin from Jingzhao Mansion, Lan Lan, and I have been working here in the film and television city for a long time. It’s just playing tricks, and I have also run dozens of crews, and I have rich acting experience.”

"My remuneration is also very reasonable. For a character with no more than 3 lines and no more than 2 minutes of scenes, I only charge two hundred a day. It doesn't matter if you retake dozens of times. Three hundred." The boy suddenly smiled when he said that, and looked straight at him, unable to tell whether it was ridicule or helplessness: "If it's a play, such as the one just now, you have to charge by the number of times, one pass is one hundred, Two hundred for two, five hundred for more than three, otherwise I won’t be able to cover the medical expenses.”

Ye Weilin still didn't speak. The other party's offer was indeed lower than he expected. You must know that in a place like the capital, where every inch of land is expensive, two hundred a day is simply not too conscientious, let alone the other party claims to be experienced and has worked in multiple crews. .

But now the problem is not the remuneration but the demand. However, since the other party is so experienced, it is not bad to use him as an on-site job or doing odd jobs.

"Sorry, because of the character..." Before Ye Weilin could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of messy footsteps behind him, and at the same time there was a malicious word: "This kid is here, don't let him stop before and after the block." He's gone!"

Ye Weilin turned around in astonishment, and several young men with dyed yellow hair and vests, full of bad breath at first glance, were staring at the boy named Yin Lan with rampant smiles on their faces.

Yin Lan's expression was quite calm, but no matter how much he tried to pretend to be calm, the fine beads of sweat secreted from the corners of his forehead still revealed his nervousness and uneasiness.

"Hey, there's another person here." The group of people just noticed Ye Weilin's surprised expression, and one of them said fiercely: "What are you looking at, get out of here, be careful that I will clean up with you!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored him, took the lead and rushed forward, and instantly tore with the boy.

Others stepped forward to cheer, Yin Lan was able to fight back at first, but within a few minutes, she was completely crushed and beaten.

"Tell your kid to trouble the crew! Tell your grandson not to listen to the warning! If you dare to make trouble again, it will be more than that simple next time!"

"Didn't the grandson say to call the police last time? Come on, report it!"

"If there is another time, I will really let you be my grandson! I will never be able to deal with women in my life."

"Hahaha……"

Those people were beating and cursing, Yin Lan's figure was curled up, completely covered by those people, so Ye Weilin couldn't see the other party's injury clearly at the first time.

This kind of thing happened to him in his previous life, even more than once, whether it was personal grievances or blows from his opponents, he was also beaten to death at the last moment of his life.

As a bystander, he didn't want to care too much about whether he was innocent or he had to blame himself. It's just that the young man named Yin Lan was probably only fourteen or five years old. After all, Ye Weilin couldn't bear such heavy hands.

"Enough is enough, if you continue to fight, something will happen."

The words he stopped didn't have any effect, and the few people continued to punch and kick regardless.

"I called the police." Seeing this, Ye Weilin had to get angry.

These words finally aroused the dissatisfaction of those people, and two of them looked at each other, with a grinning grin, they pulled away and walked towards Ye Weilin.

"Call the police?! Hahaha, this idiot actually said to call the police!"

"Tell you, how can the police come so quickly? If you are told to run away, if you don't run away, can you survive the end of meddling?!"

Ye Weilin smiled, and replied calmly: "I called the police from the beginning, but now it's almost the same."

"This kid deserves to be beaten!" Hearing this, one person was so angry that he was about to strike, but Ye Weilin stunned him in the next sentence: "You dare to fight without asking who I am? Do you know what my background is?"

The man froze for a moment, subconsciously withdrew his punches, and asked, "Then what is your background?"

"Speaking out will scare you to death." Ye Weilin replied half-jokingly and half-seriously. For today's interview, he dressed more formally. He picked out the clothes similar to formal clothes from the wardrobe of the Ye family's mansion. People who don't know anything can also tell at a glance that this body is expensive and the workmanship is exquisite.

Ye Weilin's appearance is also very typical of a nobleman, maybe it is innate, or maybe it has something to do with his wealthy background, even when the original owner was most indulgent and embarrassed, no one would mistake him for the bottom of the society.

People like thugs and thugs have the most poisonous eyes and the most good at judging people. They didn't make things difficult for Ye Weilin at first, and even tolerated his spectating. You provoked me, so how can I beat you up if you have money? Even if you trouble me in the future, won't I hide?

But they also knew that there was a type of person they couldn't avoid. They didn't look at Ye Weilin at first, but now that they looked at it carefully, they immediately felt that this person was not an ordinary rich man, and he might have power.

However, it is too embarrassing to be dismissed with a few words like this, you must say a few harsh words!

Seeing that the other party was still trying to entangle, Ye Weilin immediately took off a watch from his wrist and threw it to the other party: "Do you know this watch? You beat people and took things too. You shouldn't be at a disadvantage, right?"

The man caught it and looked at the logo on the back of the watch, and suddenly burst into ecstasy. Seeing this, several other people rushed up, and Ye Weilin was able to see the appearance of the boy. He hugged his head in his hands, curled up sideways on the ground, The footprints made the already dilapidated costume even more messy, and the hair was covered with dust and mud. Compared with the scene just shot, the character design is more realistic.

The group of gangsters got a watch with a market value of 10,000+, so they didn't care about the two of them, they ran away long ago, leaving only Ye Weilin and the boy standing on the ground with big eyes and small eyes, and the other lying on the ground.

"Cough...can you tell me what's going on?" Ye Weilin looked at the boy who was struggling to get up, and asked in a natural tone.

Yin Lan tugged at the corner of her swollen mouth, as if she wanted to laugh: "How much is that watch worth? How much benefit did you get, and why did you walk so fast all of a sudden? If you really pity me, I'd rather be beaten by them. You give me the benefit again."

Ye Weilin smiled: "You have a good idea."

"I was beaten, and the person who helped me gave the benefits to others. I should be at a disadvantage, right?" The young man imitated Ye Weilin's tone vividly.

"That can't be helped, everything has been given to others, and I have no second choice." Ye Weilin spread his hands pretending to be poor.

Seeing that the boy would be speechless for a while, Ye Weilin finally had the pleasure of pulling back the game: "Unless you tell me the reason of the matter, maybe I will sympathize with you again and donate some medical expenses to you."

"It's very simple. I'm a minor, I don't have an ID card, and I don't have a guarantor. I can't register with the trade union here. Most crews won't want me. The crews that want me are all short of human flesh and set boards. There is no need to sign a contract for this kind of thing. It is billed by the hour. Last time, an assistant director of the production crew took a fancy to me and asked me to play a supporting role. I negotiated the salary with him, but after the performance, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. He wanted to send me away for a few hundred yuan. Of course I refused. Looked for them a few times, and it turned out you knew it too."

Yin Lan speaks articulately and clearly. What's more rare is that he is young, but his words and deeds are very mature. Most people will be a little excited when they mention this matter, but his tone is unusually calm. Compared with the performance of that scene, At this moment, he is more like a show.

While Ye Weilin was thinking this way, he felt regretful at the same time. This kind of person is good at acting, but also good at restraining himself. He is born to be an actor.

Having said that... the script is not unchangeable, but wouldn't it be too risky to change the script for just one person?

After pondering for a moment, Ye Weilin decided to let Yin Lan try it, and went back to the studio to discuss it with Fu Qi.

Seeing that Ye Weilin went out for a trip, Fu Qi actually pried someone back for an interview, and couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

He looked Yin Lan up and down, from his bruised and swollen face, he saw the obviously ill-fitting Republic of China cloth shoes all the way.

"The anti-Japanese crew next door?" He twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Ye Weilin.

Ye Weilin nodded without changing his face, and said: "Although he is a little young, he has good acting skills."

"That's not what you said when you gave me the script! Who keeps emphasizing that you need to be tall, have a star quality, and be between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five?!"

"The script can be changed." Ye Weilin continued without changing his expression.

"Oh? Is Jean's high school girl obsessed with an idol who is less than 16 years old?" Fu Qi sneered.

"Hey, isn't fresh meat very popular recently?"

"go to hell!"

Yin Lan stood aside with a smile on his face, watching the two joking behaviors that seemed to be arguing, without saying a word, he was not in a hurry, because he could tell that even though the handsome man with long hair was more irritable, But the one who has the right to speak should still be the one who brought him here.

Fu Qi was finally persuaded by Ye Weilin and decided to give Yin Lan a chance. Impatiently, he pulled out a page of the script, pointed to the few words printed on it, and said, "I'll give you 10 minutes to prepare, and you can't bring it to the performance later. "

The few lines of no more than one hundred words seem simple, but they are actually making things difficult for Yin Lan, because these lines are divided into two scenes.

It is impossible for newcomers to memorize the lines word for word within 10 minutes, fully remember the tone and demeanor of the annotations next to each sentence, and perform smoothly. This is an impossible task for newcomers. People are just reading a line or two with a script.

But Yin Lan just nodded without saying anything, took the script and read it quietly.

Ten minutes soon passed, and Yin Lan was about to go up, but was stopped by Fu Qi with a little disgust: "Go and change the costume, and wash your face."

"You don't need to change the costume, let's wash your face." Ye Weilin knew that Yin Lan's role in the next-door crew was not over yet, and it would be troublesome to change it like this, but the face must be washed clean, otherwise it will affect the expression on the face. look and feel.

Without hesitation, Yin Lan picked up a bottle of mineral water from the ground, asked for two paper towels, and began to scrub with her back to the two of them.

Soon, within about a minute, Yin Lan turned her face around, and asked the two of them in a flat but polite tone: "Is this okay?"