Artists under the Rebirth of the Coal Boss

Chapter 23 Whoever wins, they will help! !
In the conference room on the third floor of the Hyatt Regency Hotel in Wujiaochang, waves of noise exploded like thunder.

"The storm! The storm is coming!"

A girl in a black dance costume, with the resonant cry of "The Seagull" in her chest, arched her body and shot up into the sky like an arrow, showing off her eye-catching basic body skills.

"When you are old, with gray hair and a heavy sleepiness... dozing by the fire, please take down this collection of poems... read it slowly, and recall the gentleness of your eyes..."

There was also a man in his thirties who closed his eyes and softly recited "When You Are Old". His low and hoarse tremolo suddenly became long and turned into a sigh like fine sand falling to the ground.

"Why do I always have tears in my eyes?"

"I must be a kapok tree near you..."

"I leave quietly, just as I came quietly."

These extras are all Shanghainese extras who have been in Shanghai for many years. They all have their own signature opening poems to deal with the dialogue tests in this kind of interview.

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Hao Ping is chatting with the Life Production Assistant.

Seeing these extras from outside the Shanghai circle working so hard here, he took a sip of Starbucks and sneered.

If the entertainment industry is purely about acting skills and lines, then two-thirds of the artists in the entire Chinese entertainment industry will need a major replacement.

The two special actors and seven supporting actors were all taken up by the Shanghai extras who arrived first.

As for Hao Ping's own role as the fourth male supporting actor, his father-in-law has already paved the way. He just needs to wait for this farce to be over, and then say hello to the casting executive director Cao Dun and go through the process.

The game is over.

Now it's garbage time to watch the show.

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Cao Dun, the executive director of casting, had a very serious expression on his face. The actual interview time for each person was only one or two minutes. The lines were tested on poems, and the interviewer was stopped after reciting two lines.

When Lin Xingzhuo arrived, Cao Dun's expression suddenly relaxed.

Basic questions like whether or not he graduated from a professional acting school, and whether or not he had acted before were all omitted...

Of course, procedural justice still needs to be followed.

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Cao Dun said: "Come on, Xiaolin, let's start..."

Lin Xingzhuo felt his adrenaline rushing, his heartbeat quickened, the blood vessels in his temples throbbing, and his head ached.

Breathe… breathe…

I tried to follow the little tricks Zhu Yillong taught me, controlling my breathing and calming myself down.

Instead, his throat felt even tighter and more uncomfortable, just like when he went to the offline crew hotel in the capital and had his first interview for a minor role.

The first formal interview for an important supporting role...

Damn, so nervous!!

Lin Xingzhuo's voice trembled as he recited haltingly, "Mine...is 'The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital'..."

"The late emperor... uh... died before his founding was even halfway completed... Today, the world is divided into three parts, and Yizhou is exhausted... This is truly a critical moment for survival..."

It's over, my mind is blank.

Lin Xingzhuo's face turned pale. He couldn't even recite "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital" smoothly, let alone the emotions and intonation of the lines...

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puff! !

Hao Ping, who was drinking Starbucks while chatting with the life production assistant in the conference room, sprayed out the coffee.

No, this guy is here to make people laugh, right?
He noticed the tiger paws and rice cake residue that Lin Xingzhuo had packed and placed on the waiting seat.

Hao Ping chuckled and said to the assistant producer of Life, "After all, movies are imported. How can someone who drinks soy milk and eats fried dough sticks understand movies better than someone who drinks coffee?"

Lin Xingzhuo's ability to deliver lines cannot be concealed or modified even if he has a voice comparable to that of a superstar.

This is what Zhu Yilong said during his time as an extra in a hotel in the capital: unless all he had to do in future filming was read out numbers, Lin Xingzhuo wasn't suited to the path of an actor...

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Executive Director Cao Dun lit a three-pack, thought about the money he had just deposited in the bank that morning, calmed himself down, and said:

"Hmm, I can feel the tragic feeling in the trembling of the voice, and the sense of frustration is also very good..."

"Are you interviewing for the role of Su Chun?"

"Not bad, not bad, I think it suits you very well..."

Hao Ping: “??????????”

Life Production Assistant: “?!”

Stagehand: “???”

Everyone: "..."

As soon as Cao Dun said this, the entire conference room where the extras were being interviewed suddenly fell silent.

The film and television industry is the most feudal place in the country.

In the organizational relationships of feudal society, what superiors like most is to repeatedly test the boundaries of their power in order to gain pleasure.

The most typical example is the political incident of "pointing to a deer and calling it a horse" in the Qin Dynasty.

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The assistant producer of Life was the first to react, saying, "Great! Brother Zhuo! That recitation of 'The Memorial to the Emperor' was excellent! It really showed a genuine heart! When it comes to dialogue skills, you learn by doing! The most important thing is to express your true feelings!"

At this time, the small special contract and the supporting actors who got the role of "Dwelling Narrowness" also echoed:
"Hearing what Director Cao said, although this young man may not look great, his unique voice reminds me of Jacky Cheung."

"What Jacky Cheung? He's just plain-looking! He clearly looks like Leon Lai!"

"Director Cao's comments are so profound, with such a profound sense of tragedy! What about coffee and soy milk? We actors should have a pure heart like Brother Zhuo!!"

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Lin Xingzhuo's first official interview for a supporting role ended just like that.

Faced with this outrageous result, the extras did not riot as expected. Instead, they took the initiative to step forward and greet Lin Xingzhuo, calling him "Brother Zhuo".

There are also girls who want Lin Xingzhuo's contact information...

After all, Lin Xingzhuo's performance is so outrageous, but he still managed to win the fourth-leading male supporting role.

This incident itself is a proof of strength.

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Seeing Lin Xingzhuo surrounded by the crowd, Hao Ping's face turned red to purple.

He was actually defeated in garbage time and lost his position as the fourth male lead...

Seeing those special actors and supporting actors who he had introduced by cutting in line, they all went over to lick Lin Xingzhuo.

Fuck! These ungrateful bastards!!

They will help whoever wins!!
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Hao Ping glanced at Cao Dun who had already left the interview meeting room, hesitated for a moment, and did not chase him to ask, but instead grabbed the life production assistant who was passing by.

The assistant of Life Production was busy packing up the materials and caught up with Director Cao. Director Cao had just said that they should go to Yuehu Cui, opposite the Shanghai Conservatory of Music, for a meal in the evening to discuss the follow-up of his proposal for Life Production.

Hao Ping now asked him all sorts of questions, which made the assistant producer very impatient. In the end, he could only angrily say,

"Don't tell me! You know, acting is useless! You need power and connections to get into trouble!"

Hao Ping was speechless after being retorted.

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This Life Production Assistant's meaning is clear.

When you're out there, you can't have double standards...

You can't just support the power background priority when you win.

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After the interview, Lin Xingzhuo took the room card brought by the staff.

In the evening, I moved my personal belongings from Home Inn into the crew's room at the Hyatt Regency.

Sitting on the toilet, I chatted with Ai Shangzhen, who had made it to the finals of the Miss China Universe pageant, on my phone, and started taking a shower...

After blowing his hair and returning to the bed, Lin Xingzhuo lit a hard golden and red double happiness cigarette.

Thinking about the absurd scene during the day.

Thinking back on my performance in the line test, I feel embarrassed. Next time I go to Chengdu, I must pay a proper visit to the Wuhou Temple and apologize...

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After exhaling a puff of cigarette, Lin Xingzhuo recalled his previous life, when his office colleagues in the Audit Department told him about the inside stories of meeting those bigwigs in the entertainment industry when they went out to dinner with the big boss.

Whether they were drinking red wine and smoking cigars, drinking white wine and drinking Huazi, or even drinking tea and chanting Buddhist scriptures, these people's words and actions always revealed a hint of cruelty and extremes...

Because the nature of this industry follows the same logic as the Korean suns.

Large amounts of capital investment.

A huge amount of manpower, material resources, financial resources, and personal connections are all poured into one project...

Great success and great failure!!
Winning is revolution, losing is treason!
Therefore, we must use all our means and strength to win! Win! Win! ! !
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Lin Xingzhuo put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

grass! !

No wonder the Korean Wave was so strong for a while in the past...

(End of this chapter)