This actor has something

Chapter 12 Interview
Li Xuejian said a few words to He Daqi happily, and nodded to He Bing before leaving.

"Bingzi, you don't have to be so hasty in teaching your nephew. Look at how much you've scolded him. I guess his brain is numb right now. Only by taking it slow and steady can he learn."

He Bing took a look at He Daqi's current appearance, clicked his tongue, lit a cigarette and started smoking.

Before he finished smoking the cigarette, it was He Bing's turn. The director waved to him to get ready. He Bing threw the cigarette on the ground, stomped it out, and walked over.

He Daqi had been scolded by He Bing for a whole day, and now he wanted to see what level his uncle was at. He hoped that he would not scold him in a long and complicated way, and then he would become a weakling when he stepped on the stage.

As a result, He Bing's performance really surprised him.

Unlike those people in Hong Kong, He Bing is the type who takes a steady and cautious approach.

If those people in Hong Kong win by using unconventional tactics, then He Bing has extremely solid basic skills. You may not find his highlights for the time being, but you can't find any faults with him either.

It was as if the character he played was supposed to behave in this way: a lobby manager should be smooth, a policeman should be resolute, and a teacher should be a role model.

There are no surprises or reversals, but it fits the characters.

He Daqi sighed. There was nothing he could do. It seemed that this uncle of his was really capable.

This time, being an extra wasn’t very tiring physically, but it was mentally tiring.

He Daqi was not asked to move anything. When the crew finished work, He Bing took He Daqi directly to his broken Jetta.

He Bing didn't say a word on the way, and He Daqi also kept his head down and pretended to be dumb.

When the car stopped at the Guangming Building courtyard, He Daqi was about to open the door and get out when He Bing said, "Wait."

He Daqi sat down, not knowing what He Bing was going to say.

He Bing took out a cigarette and gestured. Seeing He Daqi wave his hand, he lit it and took a puff. He said, "Not bad. I haven't picked up those bad habits. What do you think? Are you really planning to be an actor?"

"Yeah." He Daqi nodded.

He Bing smoked a cigarette without saying anything. After thinking for a while, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Hey, boss, this is Bingzi. I heard the Chinese Opera Company is planning to make Young Emperor into a TV series?... No, I'm not acting. I just wanted to ask if there are any supporting roles that require more than just a bit of acting talent... My nephew is bored at home and wants to try his hand at acting. He doesn't need a permanent role, just a few scenes will do... Okay, thank you for your help... Yeah, I understand. I'll go back to the troupe to rehearse after I'm done here. Just wait and see."

After hanging up the phone, He Bing opened the storage box on the co-pilot seat, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down a phone number and an address.

"You'll report to the crew the day after tomorrow and just call this number. When the time comes, you'll have some perspective and will do whatever you're told to do." He Bing handed the note to He Daqi.

He Daqi hesitated for a moment and took the note.

"Let's go into the yard." He Bing opened the car door and walked down.

He Daqi was stunned for a moment before realizing that He Bing had returned to his parents' home.

As soon as the two entered the yard, they were seen by Mr. He who was lying on a recliner.

"Why did you come back with Daqi?" asked Mr. He with narrowed eyes.

"I saw him waiting for work at the gate of Beijing Film Studio, so I pulled him into my current crew. Dad, when did Daqi start being an extra?" He Bing asked again after explaining.

"After hitting my head in Hong Kong, I came back and kept saying I wanted to be an actor."

"He hit his head? Why didn't you take him to the hospital with my mom?" He Bing was shocked and asked in surprise.

"What are you looking at? It's just that some of them don't recognize me. Otherwise, there's no problem." Mr. He looked nonchalant.

"You don't recognize me?" He Bing turned to look at He Daqi and asked, "So, you didn't recognize me this morning?"

"I recognize it now." He Daqi muttered softly.

"What the hell is going on?" He Bing sighed and went into the house.

"Bingzi is back? That's great. I think Daqi has been very tired these past few days. I made some stewed pork ribs. You can bring some back after dinner tonight."

"okay."

……

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In the villa.

He Daqi leaned on the head of the bed, and Zhou Huimin playfully scratched He Daqi's chest with her hair.

"Don't make trouble, it's itchy."

Zhou Huimin arched her back, resting her face on He Daqi's shoulder, and whispered, "You said your uncle is also an actor, and then yesterday he found a crew for you to join tomorrow. Why don't I believe it?"

"Why would I lie to you? You can just come with me to the set and see for yourself."

Zhou Huimin hugged He Daqi and said coquettishly: "Why don't you not go, stay at home with me more, it's just a small role anyway, I will find you a big supporting role to compensate you later."

"I was afraid that my uncle would break my legs, so he kicked me several times yesterday." He Daqi shook his head.

"Oh, this is so annoying. How about this? You go back and tell your grandparents that you want to sleep on the crew, and then come to accompany me at night." Zhou Huimin rode on He Daqi and said while twisting his head.

He Daqi saw Zhou Huimin's attitude and knew that if he didn't agree, she would nag him all day, so he sighed and said, "Okay."

Zhou Huimin immediately smiled happily.

Early the next morning.

He Daqi was still asleep when his cell phone rang and woke him up. He picked it up dazedly and heard He Bing's voice: "Remember to report to the crew today. Be sweet-mouthed and don't embarrass me."

He Bing hung up after he finished speaking. He Daqi curled his lips, stood up and started to get dressed and wash up.

He searched for his uncle He Bing in the film library last night.

I found that he is getting more and more charming as he gets older. He can play any role, especially period dramas. The villains he played in some of these dramas are so annoying that you can't help but hate him.

He Daqi woke up after he finished hating it. If he felt the same way, what about the audience?
If I were to play a villain like this, the audience's emotional response would be explosive.

Unfortunately, his level is not yet high enough for him to perform at this level, so last night He Daqi made up his mind and chose acting as his main skill.

The reward simulation training space has not been loaded yet, and the specific effect is still unknown.

In order to avoid embarrassment, he put all his little emotional value into the TV drama performance in the performance category.

The result system prompts that the skills with emotional point bonuses need to be consolidated in the simulation training space before they can be experienced.

He Daqi was so angry that he wanted to pull out the system and slap him a few times, why didn’t you say so earlier!

I walked out of the courtyard, took a taxi, and arrived at Haidian Mingtang Building half an hour later.

He Daqi followed the note and went up to the 15th floor, where he found that they seemed to be interviewing for the film crew.

Shouldn't I have taken the right path? He Daqi was a little nervous.

The other day, my uncle mentioned what the crew was called? Something like "Tianzi" (Emperor).
"Go to the waiting room for auditions, don't stand here." A middle-aged man with a hooked nose and droopy eyes patted He Daqi on the shoulder and pointed him in a direction.

"Thank you, uncle." He Bing asked himself to be nice, so he did. He Daqi quickly expressed his gratitude.

The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw He Daqi's appearance, and then his brows furrowed.

Watching He Daqi enter the waiting room, he didn't say anything, but just frowned and went to the interview room.

As soon as He Daqi opened the door, he saw that there were already about ten people in the room, all young men, smiling and chatting with each other. When they saw He Daqi come in, the room was quiet for a while, and then no one paid any attention to him and continued chatting.

He Daqi found a stool and sat down. After listening to them chatting for a long time, he began to understand what was going on. These people were basically here to interview for the leading role. They were either from the Beijing Film Academy or the Central Academy of Drama, and they basically called each other senior and junior.

"Dude, are you here to interview for the leading role as well?" A young man next to He Daqi nudged him and asked.

"No, I'm here to audition for a supporting role," He Daqi explained.

"Are you sure? You can't play a supporting role with this look on your face." The young man looked unconvinced.

He Daqi smiled and didn't answer.

"My name is Deng Chao, and I'm from the Central Academy of Drama. Which school are you from, buddy?" The young man was very outgoing. Seeing that He Daqi didn't say anything, he continued to ask.

"My name is He Daqi. I don't have a school yet. I just got into the Beijing Film Academy this year and haven't started school yet."

"Wow! Hey! Those guys over there are from your Beijing Film Academy. They haven't started school this year yet." Deng Chao shouted to a few young people on the other side of the waiting room.

"Hey, are all the underclassmen who haven't enrolled already starting to look for roles?" One of the young men came over and shook He Daqi's hand. "My name is Jia Nailiang. Actually, I'm your senior."

"Hello, hello, my name is He Daqi."

Jia Nailiang smiled and nodded, then turned to ask several other students from the Beijing Film Academy, "Who is the advisor for Class 02 this year?"

"It seems to be Mr. Wang Jinsong."

"It doesn't seem like it, it just is."

"Teacher Wang is nice and likes to joke around."

The topic went off track unknowingly.

"That's not right. I heard from the staff that this TV series will not be filmed until October at the earliest. Does your school allow freshmen to come out to film?" Deng Chao suddenly clapped his hands, then pulled Jia Nailiang and asked.

"Let us take pictures. We are different from you." Jia Nailiang replied with a smile.

"Senior, is the Department of Literature also allowed to film?" He Daqi asked casually.

"Are you from the literature department?!"

Everyone in the room turned to look at He Daqi.

Everyone wants to see what kind of strange flower this is.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" He Daqi was confused.

"Well, if you think about it carefully, there's actually no problem." Jia Nailiang scratched his head and said.

However, the so-called seniors who had smiled at He Daqi just now ignored him.

He Daqi cursed inwardly, these bastards seemed to be somewhat realistic.

"How could you, who studied literature, think of becoming an actor?" Deng Chao poked He Daqi again.

"For the dream." He Daqi said perfunctorily.

"cut!"

After chatting for a while, a female staff member pushed open the door and said, "Line up, come in one by one. Wait until the people in front come out of the room before you go in to audition. Maintain order."

(End of this chapter)