On the evening of March 8th, when the actors in the group had returned to their respective rooms to brag, study, and do their own things, Lin Juan received a call from Master Xing.
"Hey, Director Lin, I'm here, what are the arrangements?" Master Xing said in a joking tone. With Lin Juan's current achievements and reputation, even Master Xing cannot just treat him as an ordinary junior.
You can tell from the fact that he made the call himself instead of an assistant.
"Where are you? I'll pick you up now." Lin Juan asked with a smile. He had been waiting for Master Xing and stood up from the computer.
"We're almost at the Starlight Hotel where you're staying."
Mr. Xing's Mandarin accent and tone are very unique. Over the years, people all over the country have probably become accustomed to hearing it, and they know it's him as soon as they hear it.
"Okay, I'll pick you up at the door." Lin Juan walked out.
When I got off the elevator, I met a few actors on the third floor who were probably going out for a late-night snack. I saw Lin Juan's eyes widened in surprise, and his expression was a bit excited. He hesitated to come in, but Lin Juan still smiled.
He greeted: "Come in."
He has always had no airs and a calm mind.
In essence, everyone is just doing different jobs, and no one is more noble than anyone else. However, in today's social structure, the right to allocate resources will create a supply and demand relationship between people. The more resources you have, the more power you have to speak.
The heavier it is.
Lin Jian doesn't feel that he has any right to allocate resources. He is just a filmmaker. The real power lies in the hands of the audience. If the audience doesn't buy it, there will be nothing.
They got off the elevator together, and Lin Juan walked out first, leaving behind three other actors who wanted to say hello but never said so with regretful expressions on their faces.
After waiting at the door for a while, Lin Juan soon saw a car slowly drive into the hotel, and then stopped in the parking area. Mr. Xing got out of the car accompanied by his assistant, wearing a peaked cap and a full head.
Silver hair, as low-key as ever.
Lin Juan greeted him.
"Master Xing." Lin Juan took the lead in extending his hand, bowing slightly to show humility, and greeted with a smile.
"Hey, you're so polite." Mr. Xing tilted his head back slightly and said with a smile as if he was disgusted. He stretched out his hand to hold Lin Juan's.
Lin Juan just smiled and said nothing.
Whether it's because of the touch and happiness he brought to me since childhood, or because he respects his seniors from the perspective of juniors, it is always appropriate for him to show a little respect.
"Then let's set the makeup first. It's been a long time since I've acted, so I don't know if it's okay." Mr. Xing said jokingly with a smile, but he didn't look like he was really worried.
"It's definitely possible." Lin Juan said with certainty with a smile.
No one will doubt the strength of Xingye's performance.
But this natural possibility may be the reason why he no longer acts. The pressure and expectations are terrifying just thinking about it.
If the plot hadn't really touched him this time, he wouldn't have come out.
The two of them walked side by side to the hotel. Some of the crew members they met on the way, whether they were staff or cast members, all looked excited when they saw them.
Master Xing is here! The news spread quietly throughout the crew.
Lin Juan called a makeup artist to set the makeup for Mr. Xing. He didn’t need to touch his hair. His medium-long gray hair was hung down. He wore a thin golden hemp rope on his forehead. His clothes were gray work clothes. If you ignore that face, then
He is just the most ordinary worker.
This is one of the shapes.
Master Xing looked at himself in the mirror with an incomprehensible look in his eyes.
He really takes a long time...
No more acting.
"Because it's too late, I won't do the complicated makeup. Is it okay for you to see it this way, Master Xing?" Lin Juan looked at it carefully and asked with a satisfied smile.
"This is your crew, you have the final say." Mr. Xing said with a smile, touching the hair rope on his forehead and praising: "This thing is pretty good."
Lin Juan nodded in agreement. The hemp rope made Mr. Xing look a little more mysterious. Then he shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't dare to control you. Mr. Xing, you can play your part freely, as long as it is in the plot."
As long as you want to go to any domestic crew, I guess the director will not restrict your performance."
Master Xing glanced at Lin Juan funnyly. He understood what Lin Juan meant. The key point was within the plot.
"Then thank you." Mr. Xing said funny, then shook his head and continued: "Okay, everything I want to add has been added, so I won't change your script. Your script is perfect. I don't have anything."
Something to change.”
Lin Juan smiled dumbly, nodded and said, "Then I'll thank Mr. Xing."
Even if it is Mr. Xing, if he feels that the suggestions are not good, he will never change his script.
"Okay, it's very late. When will you start work tomorrow?"
"Seven o'clock." Lin Juan replied. The life of the crew is so early. If there was a big night the day before yesterday, it would be at most nine o'clock the next day. It is unlikely to be later.
"Then I'll go to bed early. I'm old and my health is failing." Mr. Xing stood up and said with a smile, his movements showing some sad sluggishness.
Really old.
Lin Juan stepped forward and helped him naturally. In his heart, this person was also like his teacher. Of course, he had more than one teacher...
Master Xing was a little surprised, but it turned into relief.
In fact, he had previously thought that Lin Juan was lying to him when he said he was a fan, but after getting in touch with him and getting to know Lin Juan's information, he realized how stubborn he was and would not lie or play tricks.
After sending Mr. Xing back to the suite that had been prepared long ago, Lin Juan returned to his room, closed the door, and sighed deeply.
Even if he was all-powerful when he was young, so what if he becomes a myth when he is old. He is childless and lonely, donating bone marrow.
How can such a celebrity be admired and not feel distressed at the same time.
He can't do much, but in the future he will let the world know that there is such a legendary actor in China.
The entire entertainment industry is recognized as the king of comedy!
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Tianhai City Wildlife Park, during the filming period in the past few days, a small area of the monkey park will be closed off. Mr. Xing came to the set with Lin Juan early. When Zhang Shan arrived at the set and saw Mr. Xing, he was stunned, and then kept jumping.
After taking off his clothes, he walked over politely, bent down, stretched out his hand, and said respectfully with a smile on his face: "Hello, Mr. Xing, I am Zhang Shan, your die-hard movie fan."
"I know you, your acting skills are good." Mr. Xing praised with a smile. Obviously, it's not that he doesn't pay attention to the entertainment industry.
"Ashamed." Zhang Shan said modestly with a smile. At this time, he was rare and serious, which made him feel quite reliable.
"Don't be modest. Your acting skills are among the best among the younger generation. It's not too much to play a scene like this with me, but you have to keep working hard." Master Xing patted Zhang Shan on the shoulder and praised him.
"must."
The three of them sat in front of the monitor and laughed and chatted. Zhang Shanshun asked Master Xing for an autograph and excitedly posted it on Weibo to show off.
As for Lin Juan, he got Xingye's signature as early as the day of the award ceremony.
After chatting for a while, Liu Kai ran over, first looked at Master Xing with reverence, and then said to Lin Juan expectantly: "Director Lin, Master Xing, the scene is set up."
Lin Juan nodded, turned to Master Xing, smiled and shouted: "Master Xing."
Master Xing laughed dumbly and shook his head. He stood up and took off his outer coat, revealing the gray work clothes underneath. He stretched his arms, then rubbed his shoulders and smiled at Lin Juan and said, "Okay, come on then~ I don't know.
This old bone is still useless."
Zhang Shan stood on the side and made a gesture of invitation to Mr. Xing. Mr. Xing looked at him funny and walked towards the set.
His pace was very slow, with expectation in his eyes, step by step, like a veteran walking towards the battlefield.
All the staff on the set and the actors playing the tourists focused on the thin figure, their eyes full of anticipation, excitement and excitement.