After I became popular, I ran off with my agent [GL]

So they rarely slept until 10 o'clock in the morning before getting up, and both of them were refreshed.

"What did you want to say before going to bed last night?" During breakfast, Ming Yuke suddenly remembered.

Xiaoyue immediately pricked up her ears beside her, and the speed of sandwiching noodles began to slow down.

Lu Yidai was making several rows of sandwiches for Ming Yuke, and she replied casually, "I just want to ask you if you have seen the voting results. Although that song has only fragments, it got the most votes."

In this way, she would be worthy of Lin Qianyi who chose herself as her muse.

"That's right, Sister Dai, once your song came out, there are a lot of voice-activated fans~ The increase in fans is just around the corner~ But the competition system of "Xunyin" is really hard to describe. Since the first episode of the show has been broadcast, why not finish it? How about asking others to vote? They haven't seen Sister Dai's performance, it's a pity, otherwise they would all vote for the songs of Gu Feng!" Xiaoyue put down her chopsticks, revealing Dai chuī's attributes.

Lu Yidai got up and placed the sandwich plate in front of Ming Yuke before sitting down to eat: "Then how do you feel after listening to those works and voting?"

She got up late and didn't dare to eat too much. She tore the bread and chewed it in small bites.

Ming Yuke was also afraid of irritating his stomach, so he was worried about the sandwich in front of him, so he raised his eyes to look at her.

"I don't think there are a few people who are listening carefully. One person can only vote for 3 votes, and he must choose the one he likes. Like me, I chose 3 of the songs performed by Sister Dai." Xiaoyue did not have them After speaking, he continued to eat noodles.

Lu Yidai couldn't help smiling, and said her thoughts: "So there is no problem with the competition system. Voting is equal to the popularity ranking of the finals. Anyway, you have to sign a contract with one of the players, why not choose one with its own popularity? ,dont you agree?"

Her last words were directed at Ming Yuke, who glanced at her and consciously lowered his eyes.

"That's right, so far, some people have become small Internet celebrities, like that Lin Qianyi, after the semi-finals are broadcast, the number of fans will exceed 300 million!" Xiaoyue suddenly realized.

Hearing this, Lu Yidai almost choked on the coffee, hurriedly put down the cup, and coughed lightly: "In short, that's it, after all, traffic is king now."

She immediately had no desire to eat, and only wanted to improve her professional ability as soon as possible.

"Haste makes waste, let's eat first." Ming Yuke finished urging, picked up the sandwich and took a bite.

Xiaoyue realized that she had missed the most exciting part of gossip, so she chatted with the second boss about work in a serious manner, and wanted to stamp her feet and beat her chest.

After breakfast, Lu Yidai locked herself in the audio-visual room, stopped when she saw a deeply touching scene, and turned on the camera to record her reenactment.

Her performance has improved a lot now, at least the emotions she wants to express can be displayed through body expressions.

But it's really too flat.

The expressions she can think of are the most common. Even if she imitates other people's performances, she does not achieve the same effect, and the effects vary from character to character.

Still inexperienced?She suddenly remembered what Director Lin said earlier about Su Yuqing's eight-month retreat and study.

But in this way, it will fall into the misunderstanding of insufficient artistry.

With the existence of human beings, how can the audience see the bright spots...

She acted for several hours, still to no avail, lying on the carpet and meditating.

The ceiling of the audio-visual room has also been remodeled. After turning off the lights, you can see the randomly changing stars on it, just like the starry sky she once admired when she was abroad.

"Dong dong dong, it's time to eat." Ming Yuke's voice came in, with a smile on his face.

Lu Yidai raised her hand to touch the remote control, turned on the wall lamp, and the room became bright again, and she lazily replied: "Here we are."

She quickly returned the scattered discs to the box, and accidentally touched the play button again.

Ming Yuke, who was outside, heard the commotion inside, unlocked the door, and walked in.

The dark curtain fell, and a thrilling scene was shown on the huge screen: the girl shouted "I'm so cheap", and then ran down the long and narrow street.Different from her petite and innocent appearance, her voice is hoarse and broken, full of deep despair.

Affected by this, Ming Yuke also stared at the screen closely with Lu Yidai.

The film's shots are well grasped, making people fall into different sounds, reminding the audience of what happened before.And those passers-by who wobbled past seemed unable to see the girl's expression.

The two moved forward together with the camera, reading the information in anxiety, and finally the girl appeared face-on, with tears all over her face, and stopped on the bridge.

Knowing the next story, Lu Yidai turned her head to look at Ming Yuke who was frowning beside her: "How about going out now?"

As soon as she reached out to touch the remote control, she was held down by the back of her hand.

The dialogue in the screen quickly passed, and the camera turned to freeze on the girl's face. She rarely showed a smile. When the audience reacted, she had already plunged into Suzhou River under the bridge.

Lu Yidai pulled out her hand, turned off the video, and immediately there were dots on the ceiling.

Ming Yuke raised his hand to wipe away the tears he wanted to shed, and looked up at the "stars": "Is this place designed according to the starry sky you mentioned earlier?"

She changed the topic at the right time to let the blockage in her heart clear up.

"Yeah. I've always wanted you to see it." Lu Yidai handed the tissue to the other party, and then lay down on the carpet again.

Seeing this, Ming Yuke began to do psychological construction, wanting to lie down without any burden.

The last scene in the movie just now flashed before her eyes, she sighed: "What's the name of the movie? What's the ending like?"

Lu Yidai paused for a while, and said after deliberation: "How about watching it again after dinner?"

The reason why she chose this film is to find factors that can touch the audience.

Ming Yuke had no choice but to nod, and stretched out his hand to the person next to him: "Get up and eat."

Lu Yidai stared at this hand, trying to capture the expression of its owner in the flickering light, but to no avail.

She put her hand in the other's palm, and said out of nowhere: "Pingping, do you like me?"

Ming Yuke was taken aback by this inexplicable question, quickly let go of the opponent's hand, and coughed lightly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Fortunately, the light was dim, otherwise she would not be able to hide her blushing.

Lu Yidai realized that she was being too blunt, and immediately stood up and explained: "No, no, I didn't mean that. In fact, what I want to know is what other people think of the artist Lu Yidai. If you are just an outsider who occasionally browses Weibo, you will like it Artist Lu Yidai? Just look at the information and works she has released so far."

She hugged her knees and buried her face in them.

Not being able to see the other person's face, Ming Yuke felt quite at ease, pondered for a moment and said: "Frankly speaking, if I were in the situation you mentioned, I should not have much impression of Lu Yidai. At most, I am an artist who loves to buy and search."

Although she has restrained a lot of her poisonous tongue attributes in recent years, she still punishes her every sentence.

Lu Yidai's knee hurt too much from being poked, and she couldn't help but continue to ask: "Maybe she didn't buy those trending searches?"

She just wanted to do her best to save herself.

Ming Yuke heard the words, half-closed his eyes and thought for a while: "Anyway, judging from the current information, it is difficult for me to reach the level of liking this artist."

Lu Yidai's heart was bleeding, but she couldn't refute it, so she could only calmly answer: "That's true. No matter how the character is set up, if the artist himself has nothing to like, he will collapse one day. Go eat, take advantage of this If you are free for a few days, use the audio-visual room with me more."

She twitched the corners of her mouth, showing a very faint smile.

Ming Yuke realized later that he had hurt the other party, so he deliberately dragged his feet and fell behind the other party.

Lu Yidai was a little puzzled, but she couldn't find the right time to go back and hold the other party, so she appeared in the dining room as if she was being escorted north.

Xiaoyue was hungry for a long time, seeing the weird atmosphere between the two, she didn't want to gossip, and focused on dealing with the delicious food in front of her.

After taking her seat, Lu Yidai continued to pick up vegetables for Ming Yuke who was opposite her, but seeing that the other person was absent-minded, she blurted out again: "I want to know how you cultivated your sensibility, Pingping?"

She copied the theories she read in the book, and even found the word difficult to understand when she said it.

Just as she was about to change her words, she heard Ming Yuke say flatly: "You can't substitute, you have to observe from the side."

Chapter 42

Until the final recording of "Looking for a Musician" a week later, Lu Yidai still didn't improve her sensibility a little according to what Ming Yuke said.

"Alas..." She sighed again, lowering the atmosphere in the dressing room.

Su Yuqing who was next to her couldn't stand it anymore, glanced at her, and said lightly: "There will be an announcement sooner or later."

As soon as this was mentioned, Lu Yidai didn't feel comforted at all, and smiled back affectionately: "Thank you, senior."

She continued flipping through her notes and wrote on it: "Actors who come from the Steiner system cannot understand the Brecht system."

Su Yuqing could see clearly, feeling that she was being scolded silently, she simply closed her eyes and rested her mind.