On the weekend, Fang Jing came to the company on time to work. As Zhu Xian's screenwriter, he had to participate in the casting process. There were forty or fifty people to be interviewed this time.
When I first entered the lobby, I saw a bunch of people chatting in groups, some dressed in ancient costumes, many handsome men and beauties, and those who didn't know it thought they were antique lovers running over.
"Hello, Teacher Fang Jing."
"Hello, Teacher Fang Jing."
"Hello!"
"Teacher Fang, do you think I am suitable for your drama?"
"Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Fang. I am from Jiahang Film and Television. Please take good care of me in the future."
"Teacher Fang, my name is Yu Lu. I am also from Guizhou Province. I am a junior in Chinese Opera. I like acting very much. You..."
A man and a woman were sitting on the sofa area not far away. Not only did they not get angry when Fang Jing was surrounded, they even smiled and greeted these people. The young man was also ready to make a move and looked at the agent next to him.
"Long Jie, why don't we go say hello too? Fang Jing seems to be quite easy to talk to."
"Sit obediently, adjust your condition, and then you can perform at your best during the audition." The agent sarcastically said, "What's the use of being nice? You think he's stupid, if he can act with just a few flattery words."
, the crew is already full.”
"I don't expect to get into the role by saying nice things. I just want to leave a good impression on him. Maybe it will give him extra points during the audition."
The agent was a little bit annoyed, "You idiot, why are you joining in the fun at this time? How can he remember who is who when there are so many people? And how do you know he's not so angry right now? There are so many people chattering around him so early in the morning.
Who would be comfortable?”
What this agent said is true. It's not that Fang Jing is angry right now. It's definitely true that he feels uncomfortable.
This group of people were not polite at all. As they talked, some of them called him brothers and invited him to lunch. It was obviously the first time they met, so they seemed to be very familiar with him.
"Everyone, I'm going up first. The director is still waiting. Let's work hard. I hope we can meet on the set in a while."
After saying this, Fang Jing ignored his enthusiasm, pushed away the young beauties in front of him with the back of his hand, and hurriedly caught up with the elevator without looking back.
"Sorry, I'm late." Fang Jing opened the door to the interview room, where several casting directors were chatting with their heads down.
"It's not too late, it won't start in more than ten minutes. Here are the actors' information." An assistant director took out a stack of resumes for him.
Each copy is three or four pages long, including personal introductions and stills of previously played characters.
Each interviewer has a computer, and Fang Jing opens it. There are short videos that have been programmed in advance. These are submitted by actors from outside. The content is nothing more than clips of acting roles.
Some are simply amateurs with no acting experience, and the recorded content can only be self-recitation or martial arts performances while standing in front of a piece of white cloth.
"Since we are almost here, let's get started!" said an assistant director.
Today, including the location, there are four people as interviewers, two assistant directors, and the head of Huanrui Production Department. The director is not here. These are small roles, and there is no need for him to personally intervene.
The staff went out to make arrangements, and a young man came in after a while.
"Hello teachers, my name is Cao Liang. I am twenty-six years old this year. I graduated from the Department of Acting of Nortel. I have acted in four plays since graduation, namely..."
After listening to the introduction for three minutes, Fang Jing said nothing and looked at the first bald man on the left, the leader of Huanrui Production Department.
In order to agree to get a role for Tang Yan's employees, he found this person the day before yesterday. There was no embarrassment and he agreed as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Turn around and let me take a look." The bald man had no expression on his face, and after a few seconds he said, "Side view."
He looked at the man, then at the material in his hand, and nodded after a while, "The appearance is okay."
After passing the first level, the assistant director asked, "Which role are you going to interview for?"
"Qingyun Sect disciple Shen Tiandou."
"There is a plot here. You can perform it." The assistant director asked the staff to bring over a piece of A4 paper that had been printed in advance. "You have five minutes to prepare."
This casting made Fang Jing feel that the company was much more serious, at least more serious than the last time he cast Tomb Raiders. It seems that it is different with a serious and responsible director team.
Five minutes later, the young man started to perform. As expected of a graduate from a major, he had solid basic skills and his facial expressions and lines were not out of place. Fang Jing secretly compared himself with himself and found that he was not as good as others.
He has only studied acting for a short period of time and has not done much acting. He still has a long way to go before he becomes a real actor.
"Stop! Not bad, what do you think of Fang Jing?"
"Can!"
There was no immediate decision, and the assistant director left a message to wait for someone to leave. The details would depend on whether there would be someone more "excellent" in the future.
…
We interviewed more than 20 people in one morning, which completely shattered Fang Jing's understanding of acting schools. They were really a mixed bag of good and bad, some performed well, and some couldn't even remember their lines.
I can't believe that this person actually came from a major. No wonder Huang Lei had such a bad temper when he was young. If he met a student like this, he would be pissed to death.
On the contrary, he was more surprised by some wild actors who were not from a professional background, but their acting skills were remarkable.
There were many people in the cafeteria at noon, so Fang Jing ordered a meal and found a small empty conference room to eat.
Even though it looks like cafeteria food, it tastes pretty good, and it differs from employee to employee. Ordinary employees only get three dishes and one soup, while he gets four dishes, one soup, and braised pork.
"Hey, Fang Jing, are you here like this? Please take care of me in the future." Shen Hao passed by, walked a few steps and came back to say hello, shaking the Zhu Xian script in his hand.
"No, it's you too this time?"
This old Shen seems to be hiding something secretly. What is the condition of his family? He has been acting in dramas one after another. Is there a fortune?
"What do you mean this? I fought for it based on my strength, okay?"
Seeing Fang Jing staring at him, Shen Hao felt helpless after a few seconds, "I didn't bring any money to join the team this time, so Fatty Xiong didn't dare accept it, but he recommended me, and I didn't expect the company to agree. It was really unintentional.
"
That is to say, Shen Hao was lucky. This time the company mobilized all the actors and actresses, and it is said that several trainees also went.
Some time ago, he became famous through an urban idol drama, and now he has gained a reputation in the eyes of the company's senior executives. He is no longer a transparent person, but has been promoted this time.
"Who are you playing?" Fang Jing took a sip of soup and asked without looking up.
"Li Xun, a disciple of Fenxiang Valley."
"Not bad! There are a lot of scenes, come on."
This role is considered to be a male one, he has many roles, and if he plays it well, he will be outstanding.
"Fang Jing, you wrote it. Please help me analyze the character. I'm afraid the performance won't be good." Shen Hao sat down.
Within the company, it is not a secret that Fang Jing is the author of Zhu Xian, and Shen Hao even rewarded Zhu Xian with 100,000 yuan, which is still fresh in his memory.
"What are you afraid of? If you don't have confidence, just look at Li Yifeng. Who do you think is better in acting, you or him?"
"How can I compare? Isn't this a joke?"
“A little confident!”
"Well, I think he's a little better than me."
"to be honest!"
"It's about the same as me. In fact, he's a little more handsome than me."