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Chapter 187: Wang Yuan cried while filming

"Lao Xie, what's the bill last night? I'll come over to settle the bill."

The next morning, Fang Jing came over to the floating bar without eating breakfast. He drank too much last night and forgot to ask Zhao Lei how much it cost when he left.

"Eighteen thousand, someone has already married."

"Who is it?" Fang Jing paused while taking out his wallet, curious.

"Not very famous. I heard Lei Zi call him Shen Hao. When you were leaving, he came over and asked me if I had paid. I said no, so he paid the money."

Lao Xie grinned with his big white teeth and said: "Not to mention, that kid made a really bold move. He was even short of three hundred. He rewarded me with a wave of his hand. I will bring him here next time I have a chance. I will definitely pay him two in return."

kidney."

From the first moment he saw Zhao Lei when he entered the door, Shen Hao knew that Fang Jing was here to cheer him up. Not to mention he was overjoyed later when he learned that the bill had not yet been paid, as it was another opportunity to sell favors.

Although eighteen thousand is nothing to them, he has done Fang Jing a favor after getting to know each other once, so why don't they have a closer relationship next time they meet?

He never thought about relying on this little thing to impress Fang Jing. It was just to gain some goodwill, which would grow in the future. There was nothing wrong with having many friends and many paths.

"So early?"

While the two were talking, Zhao Lei, wearing flip-flops, helped him share a bowl.

"Bliss!"

The vermicelli was still steaming and very fragrant. Fang Jing ate it with gusto, "The brine is good, just add an egg."

Hearing this, Zhao Lei almost vomited blood, "It's good to have something to eat, but you are still picky? Do you know how long I queued for? Twenty minutes, if I had known I would come here after finishing, there would be so much leftover..." Lao Xie said like a dog

, put the bowl down for me."

Sticking out his tongue and licking the bowl, Lao Xie raised his head and asked, "What did you say?"

"Fuck! You're still not human."

If a person is shameless, he can do anything. Zhao Lei felt this deeply. He wanted to snatch the bowl away and take a lick too, but he knew that with Lao Xie's virtue, he could still eat ten more licks.

, in the end it is you who is disgusting.

"Phew!" Fang Jing finished the vermicelli and took a sip of the soup. His forehead began to sweat, "What's in this vermicelli? It's so strong!"

Swallowing his saliva, Zhao Lei said: "I don't know. The boss said that the brine is boiled with 128 kinds of traditional Chinese medicine. It nourishes yin and yang, and is better than a big kidney. It has been five years since the store opened, and that street is their home.

Business is the best.”

"Cough cough cough!" The vermicelli that Lao Xie just sucked got stuck in his throat and he almost couldn't catch his breath. "Are you sure this is Chinese medicine and not village medicine?"

"Uncle Chun! I can't even stop your mouth with food."

Walking to the back kitchen, Zhao Lei came out ten minutes later with a bowl of plain water noodles with a few hot dogs on top. He didn't know which table had leftovers from yesterday.

"Yesterday Li Yifeng asked me to buy a song. After you left, it was 150,000 yuan in Chengdu. I didn't sell it. Money is not a necessity for me."

When he said this, Zhao Lei was sitting with his legs crossed, his big horse and golden sword, his nostrils pointing up to the sky, looking like he was squinting.

"You are stupid! You don't want to sell it for 150,000 yuan?"

"Don't you understand that a musician's affairs can be measured by money? It's superficial and vulgar!"

Fang Jing became interested. It seemed that Comrade Li was planning to compete with him! Otherwise, he wouldn't have been without opening the microphone for so many years and suddenly asked for a lot of money... to sing!

"What do you say next?"

"Later, he opened the offer to 300,000 yuan, and I said he would consider it."

Lao Xie, who was eating, had no time to say anything, so he could only raise his middle finger to express his mood at this time.

"Fang Jing, do you want me to sell it?" Zhao Lei asked.

"Alas! Logically speaking, I shouldn't interfere with your choice, but sometimes I really don't want to watch you step into the abyss, fall into darkness, and be stained by money."

"Think about why you played music in the first place? Money? No, it was dreams and love. If you are willing to sell this persistence and pure personality, I have nothing to say."

Patting Zhao Lei on the shoulder, Fang Jing said earnestly, "If you are short of money, tell me. There is no need to violate your soul."

"But didn't you sell Shen Hao's song for 100,000 yuan at the beginning? I heard from him that you later sold his song for 100,000 yuan!"

Fang Jing is dull. Is this for nothing?

"So I know the pain, and I don't want you to make the same mistake again. You said you are neither old nor young, and one person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry. Why would you take hundreds of thousands?"

"If you really want to sell it, come to me and I'll buy it. I'll pay twice as much as Li Yifeng does."

"Then I won't sell it!" Zhao Lei shook his head.

"That's right! When you want to enter the entertainment industry, this song will be your stepping stone. When you are famous, hundreds of thousands will be nothing."

"I won't go into the entertainment industry! It's boring."

"You will go!" Fang Jing said seriously, "Your talent is destined to never be buried."



"Attention all departments, the first shot of Zhu Xian's sixth scene has begun!"

"Dad!! Mom!!"

The sun rose in the morning, and Zhu Xian ushered in the first scene. Due to the lighting, the first scene was when Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu woke up and found that Caomiao Village had been massacred, and everyone in the village was dead, including their parents.

Zhang Xiaofan, played by Wang Yuan, panicked and cried while hugging the extras.

Behind the camera, director Zhou Yuan kept frowning, and finally couldn't help but said, "It's stuck!"

"Wang Yuan, your expression is more sincere. Who doesn't shed a single tear when their parents die?"

"I'm sorry, director, let me readjust it." After wiping his nose, Wang Yuan's eyes widened and he remained motionless. After a second, he said, "Okay."

"Mom and Dad!!"

This time I actually cried, but from the close-up, it was obvious that the circles under my eyes were not red at all, but looked like dripping water. Fang Jing laughed at the sight from behind, and the wind blowing sand into his eyes was more realistic than this.

Crying scenes are a basic skill for actors. If you don't know how to cry even in pain, you can basically be completely insulated from the stage. When Chen Haibo taught Fang Jing, he introduced several methods of crying.

Later, when Fang Jing had nothing to do, he kept groping and thinking, and now he can barely use it, which is much better than Wang Yuan's crying method.

"Stuck! Let's rest for a few minutes. Wang Yuan comes over and I'll tell you..."

The director simply called a stop and called Wang Yuan over. The others rarely took a break and sat and chatted.

Feeling that he was dragging down the progress, Wang Yuan blushed like a monkey's butt, secretly determined to perform well, but the more he tried to perform well, the worse he became. After more than a dozen comments, the director started to curse.

After all, I was still a teenager, so I felt aggrieved immediately after being scolded like this, my nose felt sore, and I burst into tears.

"Okay! This is how it feels, keep it up! Where did the camera go? Hurry up and take pictures!!"

"Wow!!!"

When he heard that he was scolded for crying in the only scene where he was qualified for crying, Wang Yuan couldn't help but cried regardless of his image. He hugged the corpse of the extra and beat his chest and feet.

"Dad! Mom!!"

The heart-wrenching cries echoed throughout the set, which made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.

"Okay! Passed!"

"Oh! Why are you kid still crying? It's over, there's no need to cry anymore."

"Maybe I'm too deep into the drama and can't get out of it. I'm so dedicated!"


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