Virtual Superstar Breeding Diary

"Are the newcomers so ignorant of the rules?" Yang Zhisheng stared at Xiao Chi with hawk-like eyes, his complexion unfriendly, and he sneered, "Should we call you Director Xiao?"

The lively scene felt like the camera shutter was pressed for a moment, and there was no sound, and within a moment, there were whispers again.

The eyes of condemnation from all directions are like thousands of arrows shooting at Xiao Chi. If it were someone else, he would have crawled into the crevice of the rock with his face flushed and his tail between his legs, but he was sitting on the cusp of the storm, looking unfriendly to all parties. Turn a blind eye.

Xiao Chi didn't blush or breathe, and got up naturally: "Sorry, I didn't know there was an owner here."

He turned his head and thanked Pei Fang who was smiling warmly: "No, it doesn't matter if I sit or not, but thank you for telling me that I can rest here."

Pei Fang: "Ah, I mean..."

"Okay. Why should you go?" Yang Zhisheng waved his hands impatiently, "I have brought a lot of newcomers. Don't think that if someone supports you behind your back, you can be unscrupulous. Now that you are here, you have to guard me." According to the rules, everyone has worked hard, not to flatter the master, I put the words here, love to do it, don't do it."

He glanced at Pei Fang without any trace: "I don't only say this to newcomers, some old people are the same, if they don't do their own work well, they will pick things up, it's best to leave as soon as possible, so I don't show mercy noodle."

Pei Fang was bored, smiled sarcastically, and stopped talking.

Xie Ting's eyes turned back and forth on several people, chuckled, handed him a cigarette, and lit him with his own hands: "Director Yang, Xiao Chen, I have worked with him before, he is not impolite, this is his first filming If you don’t know the rules, you can just teach them. By the way, everyone hasn’t had breakfast yet, come on, I’ll ask someone to buy some snacks, come and try them all.”

The assistant understood, and immediately put the big and small bags on the folding table.

It's all for others, he has to give Xie Ting's face, Yang Zhisheng snorted softly, his face paled, and took a puff with the cigarette holder in his mouth, this matter was considered over, and he went down the steps: "Thank you, the king of heaven, for the welfare, everyone first Take a break."

Assistant Qin Huai came back in a hurry, carrying a bag of water and snacks in his hand, and a small folding stool under his arm. It took him a long time to figure out what happened just now. Chi found a place with few people to sit.

After a brief stalemate, the studio enjoyed another burst of joy, as if that little conflict didn't exist at all.

Under the rest corridor, Lu Sheng folded his arms and watched with cold eyes. The manager smiled wryly and shook his head, "It seems that we don't have to work anymore. Xie Ting has already thought about it."

There was no one else around, he whispered: "That guy surnamed Pei is so stupid, he really thinks Director Yang is blind? No wonder he has debuted for so many years, and he is still a supporting role for ten thousand years. His little bastard, except for Xiao Chen, I am afraid that even the crew Anyone who sweeps the floor knows."

Lu Sheng chuckled: "I think that Xiao Chen is not as innocent as he appears."

The agent didn't think so: "What about a vase? It's just enough to know how to hug the thigh of the patron, nothing else is important."

Yang Zhisheng couldn't sit still. After eating two mouthfuls, he pulled the assistant director around, calling around to check the progress.

Xie Ting found Xiao Chi with a cigarette between his teeth. Seeing that he was eating happily, he didn't feel wronged after being reprimanded in public, so he couldn't help but smile, and leaned against the corridor pillar: "It seems that I came here specially to comfort you , is superfluous.”

Xiao Chi raised his head from the porridge bowl, his nose wrinkled slightly: "People here are so stingy, even a chair is so particular."

Xie Ting stubbed out the cigarette butt, threw it into the ashtray, and sat down beside him, playing with a lighter in his hand: "You don't know, the chairs in the studio are usually brought with you, you can't sit around, especially It is the director's chair, in your eyes, it is just a seat, in the eyes of others, it represents identity and status."

Xiao Chi nodded half-understood, then glanced out again: "Then why did that person let me sit on purpose?"

Although he doesn't understand the world, he is not stupid.

Xie Ting cast a glance along his gaze, then retracted it immediately, and said in a low voice: "Because he originally regarded your role as something in his pocket, but, before signing the contract, everything is still variable, and he has no ability to just play it." On the front, you can only play small tricks, and you can't get on the stage, so you don't need to pay attention to this villain."

Before he could say a few words, the director in that room was already yelling for the lead actor to audition, Xie Ting nodded to him: "Today is the first day, you get used to it, I'm leaving first."

Little assistant Qin Huai watched Xie Ting's leaving back with complicated eyes, and whispered into Xiao Chi's ear, "Brother Xiao, do you have such a good relationship with King Xie?"

"Ah?" Xiao Chi stood up with the bowl in his hand, scooping up the porridge while looking at the camera, "It's okay."

The lead actress Lin Miao had already arrived, surrounded by a group of people laughing at Yan Yan, like a little princess holding the moon with stars, when she saw Xie Ting, she took Xie Ting's arm and hugged him very intimately, talking and laughing.

Time was limited, and after some pleasantries, everyone quickly got to the point. The two leading actors changed their clothes and stood in front of the camera.

Yang Zhisheng chose a rival scene with extremely intense emotional conflicts. The heroine thought her lover was dead, and her emotions almost collapsed. In the next second, her lover appeared, and the heroine's grief turned into joy. The emotional transformation and lines mainly focused on Lin Miao. In the body, it is a play that quite tests the acting and lines skills.

Lighting, camera positions, clothing props and scenery are all in place, and the scene is completely quiet.

Xiao Chi finished his breakfast in two or three bites, and stood in the corridor to watch the play. Among the busy staff, he looked extraordinarily leisurely.

The assistant director noticed him, walked over with the script, and pulled him to the rest area under the corridor:

"Xiao Chen, right? I didn't have your play today. I asked you to come to the set these few days mainly to let you observe and learn more, and see how professional actors act. Liu Bing told me about your situation, and I agreed. He takes good care of you, the script is good-looking, especially the lines, Director Yang likes this, this drama does not invite professional dubbing."

"Not today?" Xiao Chi was a little disappointed, but soon his eyes lit up again, "Then when will it be? I have memorized all the lines."

The assistant director is short, with small eyes, not much bigger than a mung bean. Hearing this, he swept Xiao Chi from head to toe, his eyes full of disbelief: "I wrote it all down? How many hours did you get the newly revised script? Young people, don't talk too much."

Xiao Chi still wanted to explain a few words, but remembered Liu Bing's advice, so he closed his mouth.

"Here, Xie Ting and Lin Miao's play, you study carefully, Director Yang will not relax the requirements on you just because you are a novice, and if you keep NG, everyone will look bad."

Just as she was speaking, Lin Miao had already entered the state of "Great Sadness". She was wearing plain onyx, lying on a coffin with disheveled hair. She was dressed in plain sackcloth, black coffin, and red eyes, making her face pale as paper. .

The camera gave her a close-up, her lips were trembling, and tears rolled tremblingly in her eyes. There is a very long monologue here, which is the heroine's memories and remembrances of her lover. How happy and sweet the past is, how is the current situation? Desperate and depressed.

The director was staring at the scene in the camera behind the monitor, but Lin Miao said something intermittently and got stuck.

After all, it was just an audition, Yang Zhi raised his eyebrows without raising his head, and said directly: "Do it all over again!"

The assistant director stroked the short hair on top of his head, and smiled at Xiao Chi: "You see, even experienced first-line actors sometimes can't remember their lines."

Lin Miao reviewed the lines several times, and then entered the state again, with tears in her eyes, her eyes were out of focus, with a heart-wrenching cry: "...Do you remember that time? We were all young, and there was a famine in our hometown, and even-- Even field mice are—"

Halfway through, it got stuck again.

Yang Zhisheng couldn't bear his temper: "Mr. Lin..."

Lin Miao pouted aggrievedly, and lay down on the coffin: "I slept for three hours yesterday before getting off the plane, and I haven't even reversed the jet lag. Who knew it would be mine..."

Yang Zhisheng had no choice but to say: "Try again, after the trial you can go to rest, okay?"

Xie Ting also comforted softly: "It's just for a while, bear with it, or ask the assistant to hold up a teleprompter."

Director Yang glared at him: "Don't make up your mind. Can you cast your eyes around?"

"I'm not joking."

Lin Miao contemplated for a while, and for the third time, she managed to pass this line. Xie Ting, wearing a blood-stained rough coat, stumbled towards her, as if crawling out of a pile of dead people.

The camera followed closely, Xie Ting's eye sockets were extremely deep, and those deep eyes stared at her for a long time, like a pitch-black sea, when the tenderness was full of affection, it was enough to make everyone get lost in the sea.

Lin Miao was no exception, she stared blankly at him, her lips murmured for a while, and she forgot her lines again.

"Cut!"

Now, everyone is a little embarrassed.Yang Zhisheng tugged at the few hairs irritably, regardless of whether the other party was a big name or not, he just scolded his head and covered his face.

Outside the crowd, the assistant director smiled helplessly, and was about to say a few more earnest words to Xiao Chi, when he turned his head, those mung bean eyes suddenly widened——

I saw tears in Xiao Chi's eyes, staring at the air in front of him, as if his lover was standing there, his eyes were full of surprise and fear, for fear that the wind would blow away the air:

"Is it you? Your soul heard my prayer? So came to me?"

The assistant director was taken aback, and quickly opened the script. This guy is reading the heroine's lines?

"I miss you day and night, you promised me that you would come back safely from the battlefield..."

Xiao Chi was still going on, alone, facing a cloud of air as if no one else was there, he actually showed the whole scene of the heroine in its entirety!

"..." The assistant director stared at him like copper bells, and looked at him in surprise, "Why did you memorize the heroine's lines, you are not playing the heroine!"

Xiao Chi came back to his senses, sniffed his nose, and the tears immediately blocked back like a floodgate, he said casually: "I didn't specially memorize the lines of the heroine."

The assistant director was unclear, so: "Then you..."

"I memorized everyone's lines."

Deputy director:"……"

Pure newcomer?From a singing talent show?Don't know anything about acting?Liu Bing is so funny to me!

In the parking lot of Tianlu Film and Television Base, a black flying car slowly parked on the exclusive parking lot.

The car door slid open automatically, Ji Chenxuan got out of the back seat, and said to Zhou Tong: "You wait here for me."

Zhou Tong reminded: "You still have a meeting in the afternoon. How about I call Liu Bing and call Mr. Xiao out?"

There were no trees around the parking lot, the scorching sun shrouded overhead, and the temperature was as high as summer.

Ji Chenxuan was wearing a casual suit, unbuttoning the collar of his shirt, revealing a small part of his collarbone.

He shook his head and smiled faintly: "I want to give him a surprise."