The male god wants to remarry [Entertainment]

Half an hour later, Bai Jinhe was almost escorted to the audition location. Guo Rui gave instructions all the way, and after getting off the car, he stayed in the lobby to wait for news.

The audition office was located in the Lanhai Hall on the sixth floor of Shuyuan Hotel. Just as he got off the elevator, a staff member took him to the waiting room beside him.Sure enough, as Guo Rui said, the crew didn't just send out invitations to him, the oval conference table was already filled with artists with number plates.

After Bai Jinhe thanked the staff, he found a suitable corner to sit down. This place happened to be able to listen to all directions, see all directions, and pay attention to the whispers and chatter among other people.

It didn't take long for him to realize that this was really a "loss in the cake" - Zhu Wei was the one who had been finalized by the crew.

"Zhu Wei is really capsized in the gutter. I watched that issue of "Survival in the Wild". Although Bai Jinhe performed well later, but just debuted, what power can overturn Zhu Wei? I think Bai Jinhe is simply unable to get along in the circle. Yes, I desperately took on this variety show, I didn't expect to be lucky, I stepped on shit luck."

The other person lowered his head and snickered, "Not only is he courageous, but he is also good-looking. Maybe that face was carved out with a knife. But fortunately Zhu Wei fell, otherwise how could this good opportunity come around?" To us?"

"I heard that the crew even sent an announcement to Bai Jinhe. It's just a joke. He just accepted a variety show and was hacked to death. What kind of strength does he have to squeeze in?" The man bent his elbow and sneered at the other party. , "You guess he won't really have the courage to come?"

"I can't tell. The audition is coming soon. Let's get ready. I don't know which unlucky one got the first lottery. I'll ask him for his contact information later, so we can benefit from leaking the questions."

Not long after, the staff came in and shouted, "No. [-] is auditioning, No. [-] is ready."

Bai Jinhe glanced down at his number plate, got up and stood up, smiling as if nothing had happened, "Here we come."

The few people who were whispering just now were stunned for a moment, and flattered him, "Brother, we support you, don't forget to vent the problem to us when you come back."

Bai Jinhe said generously, "No problem, leave a contact information, what's your name."

After the other party reported his name and mobile phone number, he replied, "What about you?"

"My name is Bai Jinhe." He grinned, "I will definitely remember your information one by one, and I will never forget it."

The smiles on the faces of those people suddenly froze, and they couldn't help shivering.

The people in the Lanhai Hall turned on their backs.

As soon as Bai Jinhe opened the door and went in, he heard a sentence from above, "What do you mean he won't come? The audition will start soon and he won't come? There are two days before the filming will start. He's in trouble at this time!"

The staff smiled and apologized, and asked Bai Jinhe to wait for a while. After he hurried to whisper a few words to the director, the shouting suddenly stopped, and the Lanhai Hall was instantly silent.

Following Guo Rui's instructions, Bai Jinhe introduced himself and waited in front of the judges.

The person sitting in the middle of the judges seat coughed with his fists covering the corner of his mouth, suppressed his temper and said, "Let's go through the script first. The content is very simple. The person you play is very trendy, but he has some prejudice against traditional culture. Once I was dragged by my grandfather to listen to an opera, and I was so fascinated by it that I dreamed that I became a character in the opera at night, and I could appreciate the true charm of Peking opera personally."

"Don't worry, you just need to act as this young man, and there will be a professional substitute singing for the part that will be on stage later." Having said this, he sighed, "The substitute singer can't come here today due to physical reasons, so you can perform the first half first." I'm looking for a feeling."

When Bai Jinhe heard this oral script, his eyes turned dark.It is true that he can sing, but it is too big a span to let an unearthed antique play the trendy young man.

He just learned how to post emoji until yesterday.

At this moment, someone pushed the door open, walked up to the director and whispered a few words.

Another explosion: "What? Hospitalized?!"

He stood up in a hurry, the veins on his forehead popped, "Can you still contact others?"

Bai Jinhe pondered the situation, took a step forward, and interjected, "Is there a problem with the singing?"

"I've been hospitalized with a cold, and I'll send someone to visit the hospital later." The director sat down suppressing his anger, and waved his hands impatiently, "Go through the scene for a while, let's do it for today."

The atmosphere took a turn for the worse, and the number two leg sitting by the wall was already shaking, thinking that this time there must be nothing going on.

Little General Bai was not affected at all, and said in a clear voice, "I don't know what song you set, but I can sing "Huan Sha Ji"."

The director bowed his back and sat in the banquet, his heart was sinking a little bit. Unexpectedly, the heavenly voice came from his ears. He straightened his back instantly, his eyes sparkled, and he said pleasantly, "It's "Huan Sha Ji"!"

"Huan Sha Ji" was originally a Kunqu opera repertoire adapted from Ming Dynasty legends, and later also had Peking opera scripts.But this drama has a lot of swings, and the inner emotions are changeable. It needs to be both sad and heroic, which is not suitable for ordinary Tsing Yi.You only need to sing a few verses of this song, and you will be able to see the real kung fu.

The rest of the judges couldn't help but look up dumbly at this moment. Although some of them are not proficient in Peking Opera, they know a thing or two.Hearing Bai Jinhe say this at this time, it was like being invited like a treasure.

Seeing that the other party's interest had been aroused, Bai Jinhe confessed, "Although I can sing "Huan Sha Ji", my singing is different from Peking Opera."

The director thumped in his heart, and when he almost couldn't take it anymore, he heard the other party say: "I sang Kunqu opera, which is different from the singing style of Peking opera."

The director was so thrilled and thrilled that he almost fell off the cliff, and he was picked up by the iron claws and thrown back to the shore. This thrill and danger, tight and loose, almost made him cry and come out of his mouth There are only a series of "good" characters left.

Seeing that the general situation was settled, Bai Jinhe sank his breath into his dantian, and his elegant and clear voice was like gurgling water, carrying the desolation of autumn and the sadness of winter, his cry brought people back to the spring and autumn of Wuyue.

Until the sound stopped and the song ended, everyone in the Lanhai Hall was immersed in it, unable to recover for a long time.

Ni Shanlan outside the hall, feeling like an electric shock, stood outside the door in amazement, holding on to the door handle, forgetting to push it open.

"Okay!" The director stood up abruptly, clapping until his palms were flushed and he couldn't bear to stop, his face was also flushed, and then he waved his hand, "Join the group the day after tomorrow, let everyone else disperse, and inform the screenwriter tonight I changed the script overnight, and I will see the latest script tomorrow."

He looked at Bai Jinhe, stretched out his hand, and said, "Make a notebook just for him!"

Upon hearing this, the staff hurriedly went to the waiting room to inform other artists.The few people who had been waiting tremblingly blurted out subconsciously when they heard this, "What do you mean?"

"What else do you mean?" The staff saw these people poking their spines before, and said angrily, "The director directly decides to appoint the personnel."

"Bai Jinhe?" The man asked anxiously, "Even if he passed the audition, why didn't he try us? How are we worse than him?"

The staff said, "He can sing Kunqu opera, can you? If you can, I will inform the director immediately."

As soon as these words came out, the other party was immediately discouraged, lost a trace of arrogance, picked up his face and fled with his tail between his legs.

The crew picked up a treasure that could solve the urgent need, and after discussing a few lines of Kunqu opera with Bai Jinhe, they discussed the script with great joy.

Seeing that the matter had been decided, Bai Jinhe finally breathed a sigh of relief. After saying goodbye to everyone, he walked out the door sweating in shock.He always felt that although this audition had a certain chance of winning, it was really a risky victory.

Little General Bai never fights unprepared battles, and this time he knows that he can win this vote because of the contribution of Kunqu Opera.But excluding this matter, firstly he does not know how to perform "new trend", and secondly, he finds that the current actors and former actors have undergone earth-shaking changes.

But the moment he opened his mouth to enter the role, the sound of soldiers fighting and iron horses disappeared in the battlefield, the turbulent situation in the temple disappeared, and the tranquility and peace in his heart slowly spread out, allowing him to live in this world in the past. , an extra sense of belonging.

He secretly made a decision.

All of a sudden, there was a warm spot on his shoulder, which made little general Bai almost jump up. He held down the abnormal spot with his backhand, pinched the acupuncture point, and just as his back was falling, he suddenly found a very familiar picture in front of him. face--

"Ni Shanlan?!"

Bai Jinhe loosened his shoulders and let go of his hands, "Why are you so silent? It scared me. What are you doing here?"

"A meeting." Ni Shanlan put his hand behind his back, and rubbed his thumb a little, "Can you sing Kunqu Opera?"

"I learned it from my wife before." Bai Jinhe squeezed his Adam's apple a few times, "It's been a long time since I sang, but I still miss it when I sang it today."

In the unaccompanied future, Bai Jinhe realized that he only had a little more bond with Ni Shanlan, so he opened up his heart a little more, and said a few honest words, "I used to like singing opera very much, but now I also love it." Because of this, I want to enter the entertainment industry."

"But now I realize that the entertainment industry is different from what I had imagined before." He lowered his face a little and just walked to the window, and the sunlight cast a ray of light on his side face.

Ni Shanlan intuitively felt that the surroundings were empty, only the voice of this person slowly flowed out, "I don't think I can stick to the rules and remain the same, I have to keep up with the pace."

"Ni Shanlan." He said, "I want to try."

"Okay." Ni Shanlan stood beside him, as calm as a lofty and distant mountain, "Work hard and don't delay."

Bai Jinhe, who hopes to hear words of encouragement and encouragement: "?"

Then he chuckled, raised his hand and patted the other person's shoulder, "Forget it, thank you for staying with me. Do you have a meeting later?"

Ni Shanlan, who was "working hard", glanced at his watch, and ignored the 15-minute meeting, "No, have you had breakfast yet?"

"After a few mouthfuls, Brother Rui brought it back. The dinner you brought back last time was Shu Yuan's, right?"

"Yeah." Ni Shanlan said, "Let's have breakfast first."

Guo Rui, who came up to inquire about the news, happened to meet the special assistant, and the two chatted casually to the sixth floor, where they overheard this conversation.

The special assistant who came to remind the meeting time: "???"

During my absence, what happened to Mr. Ni?

Guo Rui stood aside wondering, this couple is really just friends?

Then he thought, he is too weak in this circle, why don't we just have breakfast together, two big men, what can be tricky?