Chapter Four Hundred and Ninety-fifth: Bad Wind Evil Qi
Great sorrow has no tears, great love is silent. Wang Jinsong is indeed an experienced actor. Under his guidance, Fang Jing thought about it and this is really what happened.
It would be a bit unreal to cry directly, but the held back tears and red eyes are more convincing.
"Thank you, Uncle Dong, I understand."
"Yeah!" He snorted softly, and Wang Jinsong looked at Fang Jing and said, "You have a good acting talent, and you have been very stable along the way. If you continue to keep up, your acting achievements will definitely be higher than those of us old guys in the future."
"As the boss of a company, you have a lot of exposure to dramas. If possible, try to take on some different roles. This will help you improve your acting skills."
"Other messy dramas should be less acted. If the script is not good, the creative team and director are not good, your acting skills will not improve even if you perform for a hundred years."
"I understand." Fang nodded. He knew Wang Jinsong was doing it for his own good, and said with a relaxed smile: "I'm not short of money now, so if I choose a script, I will definitely choose a good one."
Wang Jinsong knew that Fang Jing was not short of money, but not being short of money didn't mean he didn't love money. Those first-line stars had their own companies and made hundreds of millions a year, but they didn't just act in bad movies.
"You are not required to act well in movies. There are so many good scripts these days. You can also act in similar ones. Just think of it as learning character creation."
"Don't rush to check your phone after each performance. Summarize what you need to improve in your performance, including lines, facial expressions, and body movements. Are there any mistakes? If there are any, correct them and encourage them."
Fang Jing blushed. He was too tired after the performance yesterday and took advantage of his break to play some games. He didn't expect to be called out at this time.
Seeing that he was embarrassed, Wang Jinsong didn't say anything more. It's a good thing to have a sense of shame. What I'm afraid of is that your face won't change even if you talk about it for a long time.
He is willing to mention Fang Jing because this young man is humble and polite, knows how to respect others, and really likes to perform. Unlike some artists who have eyes as high as the sky and look at people through their nostrils when walking, he doesn't want to pay attention to such people.
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At seven o'clock in the evening, the crew finished work. When Fang Jing returned to the hotel, Wu Gang and Simon Yam were already there. After changing their clothes, they went straight to a sake restaurant.
He had made a reservation before, so he went directly to the box without queuing, and the food and wine were served a few minutes later.
"Brother Hua, Teacher Wu, thank you for your hard work. Uncle Dong and I specially left the early shift tonight to greet you. Let me give you a drink first."
"Thank you, thank you, both of you."
The wine glass is similar to an ordinary small tea cup. There is very little wine in the glass, and it has a light and mellow taste in your mouth. Everyone has to film tomorrow, and Fang Jing doesn’t want the leading actors to be unable to get up the next day.
While drinking and chatting, several people talked about everything from scripts and acting to film and television dramas to the entertainment industry.
Simon Yam sighed: "The entertainment industry is really in chaos now. It's a little better after the salary limit. Actors in the past two years are really not called actors."
"I have personally seen an actress earn tens of millions of dollars, work in four or five dramas, and work for a few days a month. She doesn't have to memorize her lines at all. She only uses a stand-in to say 1, 2, 3, 4, 5."
"This is because she has been banned by the Artists Association in Xiangjiang for a long time. No company is willing to use her."
Simon Yam didn't say who the actress was, but he was definitely from the Mainland. Fang Jing, Wu Gang, and Wang Jinsong were all a bit shameless and embarrassed, but they couldn't refute.
Wu Gang took a sip of wine, smashed it in his mouth, and said helplessly: "The development of film and television in the mainland is short, and the entertainment industry has no fixed rules. The Actors Association cannot control these things."
"Film and television companies and popular artists are willing to fight and suffer. You have to say a few words more and others will scold you for meddling in other people's business."
Looking at Fang Jing, Wu Gang said: "If you want me to say these things, you, the big companies, will have to boycott. It's because of you. It doesn't matter if you keep producing bad movies."
"There are also those who are paid exorbitant amounts of money. As far as I know, there are still people who commit crimes against the will, but they are hiding it secretly and changing their methods."
Fang Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had only been in the company for a few days, why was this stick on him?
Seeing Wang Jinsong and Simon Yam nodding in agreement, Fang Jing said: "I can't control other people's families, but I definitely don't want this kind of actor. I will scold them every time I encounter them."
"I can't afford the sky-high remuneration. This method of monetizing traffic doesn't make sense. It's unnecessary to spend so much money to get even one shot."
Sitting upright, Wu Gang said: "Do you think this will work? I will bring in some department leaders for this year's Actors Guild conference. You can invite the big-name film and television companies you know, and we will study it together."
Fang Jing felt something in his heart and laughed dryly: "What are you studying?"
"What do you mean by research?" Wu Gang glared over.
"Ahem!" Fang Jing said nothing. What was he studying? Of course he was studying how to kill evil spirits in the entertainment industry, but he couldn't stand out.
How many people are you going to offend with this start? If half an entertainment star hates him to death, how will he be a big brother in the world in the future?
The last time he quietly revealed the Yin Yang Contract, he didn't dare to reveal his name for so long. For a while, Luo Yongchang hired a few bodyguards for fear of getting sacked when he went out.
"I won't force you. I will send out invitation letters widely when the time comes. Just think of it as an invitation from the association. No one will blame you."
"What are you talking about?" Fang Jing dropped his wine glass heavily on the table, pretending to be angry: "Am I the kind of person who is timid and afraid of getting into trouble?"
"Remember to invite a few more people, and when arranging the seats, place me far away, so that Huan Rui World, Noon Film and Television, and Jiahang will be at the front."
Wu Gang and others couldn't help laughing, "No problem, as long as you show me your attitude when the time comes, it's not your turn to play forward."
"Our film and television company is fine. The biggest problem is that we will lose a few partners in the future. Who will take a stand from the Actors Guild?"
There is an Artists Association in Xiangjiang and an Actors Association in the Mainland. There are big bosses in the associations. Fang Jing has never been in them and doesn’t know much about the situation there.
However, in his opinion, even top stars would not dare to take the risk to stand out. Whoever dares to stand out will get a bad reputation, and everyone will beat him up behind his back.
"Who will take a stand? Of course it is Chen Daoming." Wu Gang said calmly: "He is the president of the association. If he doesn't take a stand, who will? And he is highly respected and speaks persuasively."
Is the president of the Actors Guild Chen Daoming? Fang Jing was stunned, he really didn’t pay attention before.
Speaking of which, they both work under Wang Jinhua in name and are brothers in the same sect, but they have never met each other. Fang Jing now has his own resources, so he doesn't need Sister Hua very much, and he doesn't go to Yanjing very much.
I only occasionally receive announcements or endorsements from Wang Jinhua. I treat it as a relationship to give each other face, and we see each other without looking up. Maybe one of them will ask for help from the other in the future.
Patting his chest, Fang Jing said: "Okay, I feel relieved with you old people in the front, so go ahead and leave the rear to me."
"Fuck you!" Wu Gang laughed and scolded.
Ren Dahua was shocked when he saw that Fang Jing and Wu Gang wanted to rectify the entertainment industry in just a few words. He didn't expect that the two of them had such a big task and would do whatever they asked. Those who didn't know thought they were leaders of the Ministry of Culture.
Of course Wu Gang is not the leader of the Ministry of Culture, but as a national first-class actor, he holds some positions and knows many big shots.
The renovation of the entertainment industry this time was not a whim, but the higher-ups had already had the idea.
Otherwise, how could he have caused a storm on his own, and Fang Jing would not have gone crazy with him.