"Dad, are you mistaken?" Xiaofangzi's acting skills are not very good, but his crying voice is definitely at the master level.

"It's impossible to make a mistake. I told Ayu in person, and he also promised me. Did you make a mistake?" It's not that Cheng Long trusts Cao Yu more than his own son.

But Cheng Long felt that Cao Yu would not play him with a small thing like him asking Cao Yu to arrange a role in Cao Yu's crew.

When Xiao Fangzi heard that his father was turning his elbow out, he immediately became anxious, but he also knew that he had to continue to say some powerful words to explain what he was currently facing.

Otherwise, as this situation develops, I'm fucking, I'm saying you've made a mistake, and you're going to say I've made a mistake.

Wrong, wrong, sing?

It’s still a kid who fights, and in the end it all depends on opening his mouth and saying something back to avoid harm. It’s funny.

So the homeowner Ming held the phone in his hand and cried to his father.

After I came to the crew for more than a month, but I didn't play a role during this period. Instead, I kept following Cao Yu and described it in detail.

The homeowner clearly thought that his story would make his father understand his current miserable situation and help him escape from this sea of ​​suffering.

But he didn't notice that Cheng Long on the other side of the phone was getting more excited the more he listened. If Xiaofangzi could listen carefully to Cheng Long's breathing frequency on the other end of the phone, he would know.

Because Cheng Long's breathing frequency is constantly increasing.

Cheng Long, who has been immersed in the actor industry for decades, has a deep understanding of all aspects of the actor industry.

At the same time, as a Hollywood A-list, he knows something that ordinary actors don’t know.

For example, how to become a kung fu superstar.

For example, why can some people become superstars, while others still play supporting roles for life?

The secret behind this is actually very simple.

The entertainment industry can be compared to a martial arts world. Actors and stars are the knights among them, and superstars are the major martial arts masters among them.

If you want to become a master, then you will be very skilled in martial arts!

And how can you get high-strong martial arts?

There are two ways, either you are very talented, you are a martial arts genius, and you have created your own set of martial arts, such as Chaplin and Bruce Lee.

Of course, if your talent is not that extraordinary and you are not a martial arts genius, it doesn’t mean that you can’t become a superstar at all.

In this case, you have to have a good master who passes his skills to you one by one, so that you can also become a superstar.

After all, I don’t have enough talent, so I can get the background.

And things like genius are rare things after all, otherwise everyone will be like this, so what kind of genius is that?

Most superstars in the world today take this path.

Cao Yu took this path and studied under Roman, King's College, University of London.

Now when Cheng Long heard the owner of the house, Cao Yu actually asked the owner of the house to follow him all the time, and he found out from his son's narration that the things Cao Yu said were very useful for filming.

Cheng Long immediately reacted.

Cao Yu is teaching the owner step by step how to interpret some real superstars!

This thing is a priceless treasure.

Listening to the owner Ming's face of this opportunity, he was still complaining. Cheng Long hurriedly said seriously: "Son, listen to me. Look carefully behind Ayu and study hard. This is a very difficult opportunity.

And I also tell you, don’t think you are bigger than Ayu, but from today on, when you see Ayu, you will call him brother.

Don’t feel embarrassed, after all, you are considered a person in the entertainment industry now, and there is an old saying that doesn’t mean that, no learning is done before and after, and those who are good at learning will be their teacher.”

When the owner Ming heard this, he was completely confused.

What's going on?

Isn’t my statement just now complaining that Cao Yu didn’t give me a role and kept asking me to waste time following him, hoping that my father would protest to Cao Yu for his own meaning?

How did it turn out like this?

"Dad, what, Cao Yu has never given me a role, he doesn't let me act, and is wasting my time trapped in the crew!" The owner of the house was anxious and was about to show off his carriage, horses and cannons, and complained with real swords and guns.

"You don't have to worry about characters or something. Follow Ayu in the crew, look more and listen more. Whenever I hear Ayu say you are cheating and slick, be careful with your skin.

That's it, I'm still busy here and I'm dead."

Cheng Long has recently lost [Tuxedo] and his life is very difficult, so it is good to be able to answer the phone.

When Cheng Long heard that Cao Yu had not abused his son, he did not intend to betray his son much.

"Hey, hey, dad." The owner of the house looked at the phone that had hung up, and looked in tears.

I thought my blood relationship could help me escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but it seems that I can't count on it now.

The more the homeowner Ming thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and his expression became more and more ugly. Before leaving, he wanted to clean up the miserable expression of his parents on his face.

But the result was very helpless. His current acting skills are still too low.

And the sadness in his heart has reached the state of sadness in the Pacific Ocean.

The owner of the house was working hard for a long time, but he only gave the word "mother" in the expression of his dead parents, and showed up with an expression that seemed to be a dead father.

As a result, as soon as the door opened, I found a person looking at him with a smile.

The owner Ming was so scared that he shook his head and turned to look at the slightly thin door. He could tell that the sound insulation quality of this door was not very good.

Then I recalled what I just said, and it seemed that the volume was quite large.

The owner Ming suddenly felt cold sweat coming out when he thought of this, soaked his back and stammered:

"Then what, Brother Cao, when did you come?"

Cao Yu narrowed his eyes and said with a realistic but slightly chewy voice: "I came since you called. I have a good line skills. The crying voice at the beginning, I thought you were very wronged just by listening to the sound. Why didn't I see that you have skill in your kung fu?"

brush!

Is there anything more blushing than being heard by saying bad things from others behind the scenes?

For some knowledgeable people, there are probably many, and there are quite a few, after all, they cheat in person and catch the traitor in bed...

But for the landlord Ming, a young master who has lived in honey since childhood, it is probably gone.

Ming, the homeowner who was originally shocked and sweating in cold sweat, was now covered with soybean-sized sweat beads on his forehead, constantly showing off.

"Brother Cao, I said I was practicing lines. Do you believe it?" The owner of the housekeeper Ming, who was really helpless, could only make excuses.

"Do you think I should believe it?" Cao Yu asked back.

When the owner of the house heard Cao Yu's tone relaxed a little, he whispered: "Faith."
Chapter completed!