Chapter 97

It's not a big deal for Ji Mian to delete a photo. Many people have the habit of cleaning up their microblog regularly, but the bad thing is the shooting time and the text of the photo. It was Lin LeYang's first day on the road, and the essay was full of Ji Mian's expectations and care for him. He asked his fans to support Lin LeYang, which is a behavior of protecting the calf.

Now that he has deleted his microblog, does it mean that he no longer has expectations for Lin LeYang, let alone pay more attention to him? You know, after all, Lin LeYang is an artist under his banner. If he shows an attitude of disgust, this person will undoubtedly be hidden in the snow.

So overnight, Lin LeYang suffered a cold reception from advertisers and film makers. All the contracts that were about to be negotiated collapsed. After all, only the film "the lover" could be made. It must be false to say that director Hu Ming doesn't regret at all, but Lin LeYang is an artist who fights with others, argues and wants to stay no matter what. He is the hero whom he falls in love with at a glance, so he can't return it.

In the end, Chen Pengxin has little qualifications and experience, and many problems of contract termination can not be solved, so he has to leave them to Fang Kun to discuss. He had expected Fang Kun to convey the tragic situation of Le yang to Mr. Ji, which aroused Mr. Ji's compassion and more or less saved some losses for them. However, after communicating with Mr. Ji by telephone, Fang Kun directly dealt with all the termination matters, without any delay.

"They pay for the liquidated damages that should be paid. I can only help you here." Fang Kun packed his briefcase and explained, "Mr. Ji has said that in the future, Lin LeYang's affairs will be left to you. He wants to accept the play, speak for the audience, and participate in reality shows. You can find your own resources. The company will still give you the assistance, but it all depends on your ability. In the past, Ji Zong was too kind to you. He helped you to deal with so many problems. He also sent top-level resources to you to see what you are used to. "

"Here," he said, handing over a paper bag, "here's your and your sister's IOU. Take it and burn it. Those black material you love to explode or not, anyway, it's not the season general manager who destroys it. "

Chen Pengxin used to dream of taking back these two pieces of paper, but now that he does, he feels disillusioned. He was holding the paper bag and said blankly, "Mr. Ji, is this for snow hiding

"You seem to have misunderstood something." Fang Kun sneered, "what Lin LeYang signed at the beginning was A-level contract, and the company's binding force on him was very small. For the money he earned, the company only drew 15% commission, and the rest was his own. The company would not force him to take over any TV series or movies. He had absolute autonomy. On the contrary, the company had no obligation to provide resources for him."

Chen Pengxin looked at the contract and his face turned white as paper. The money made by LeYang doesn't have to be handed over to the company, and the company won't force him to make films. That is to say, if the company doesn't help him find a film appointment and endorsement, he will have no resources and can only rely on himself and his agent to make films. This contract looks beautiful, but for a newcomer, it's a piece of waste paper.

In the past, Mr. Ji was supporting behind his back, and what LeYang wanted, so they didn't feel wrong at all. But now they leave Mr. Ji, they understand what it means to "walk hard.".

Chen Pengxin looked at Fang Kun and begged. Fang Kun immediately waved his hand, "don't ask me. It's useless. We are acting according to the contract. It's completely reasonable and legal. So it makes sense for companies to make different contracts for artists of different positions. New people are not well-known, they do more and get less, but the company will try its best to hold you up and find resources for you. When you are well-known, you don't have to go to the company to find good resources, and it's the company's turn to touch you. Naturally, the contracts will go up and use the best It is in line with the requirements of the market and the law of personal development. You young people are too superficial to see things. You think you've taken advantage of them, but you don't know that you've actually suffered a big loss. "

Fang Kun pushed open the door of the ward and took a look at Lin LeYang, who was always pretending to sleep. He said in a meaningful way, "do you take what people give you for granted? There is also a saying in the world called "no merit, no salary". When you take it, you should first see how much you have paid. Can you afford it? "

When the door was closed, Lin LeYang never opened his eyes, but his eyelashes trembled violently, and he could see a few tears.

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when Fang Kun returned to the company, he wanted to report the situation of Lin LeYang, but found that Ji Mian was not interested in it at all. He is typing on the computer, with a pair of plain glasses on the bridge of his nose and a stack of reference books on hand. He looks like a scholar.

"Oh, what is this? So serious. " Fang Kun picked up the top book and read it. It was Stanislavsky's my art life.

"I want to write some articles about acting." Ji Mian waved his hand. "I'm very busy. You can go out if you have nothing to do."

Looking at the computer screen, Fang Kun read: "the struggle between experientialism and expressionism: the art of performance". Why do you write such an article? Are you going to accept the invitation of Beijing Film Academy to be a visiting professor there? "

"No," Ji Mian took off his glasses and said helplessly, "can you go out first? This will interrupt my train of thought."

"OK, I'll go now," Fang Kun raised his hands. "By the way, everything about Lin LeYang has been dealt with. You can rest assured."Ji Mian nodded, and his expression was very complicated. He didn't sigh until Fang Kun disappeared behind the door.

Recently, Xiaoshu is very studious. Most of the people who pay attention to Xiaoshu are professors from the film academy or big bulls in the film and television industry. They also like to forward their articles. Ji Mian gets inspiration from it and names his trumpet "Miss Li is absent-minded". He pays attention to two microblogs of Xiaoshu and adds some people's attention to food. If you don't write some meaningful and meaningful articles, how can Xiaoshu pay attention to his trumpet and reply to his private letters? Isn't he forced to do nothing?

Now, he is working hard to connect with the little tree.

After another two lines of writing, he habitually took out his mobile phone to send wechat to Xiaoshu, and then fixed his eyes on the top of the page. Sure enough, a few seconds later, a line of small words appeared in the header - the other party was typing, he immediately felt relieved, and then began to smile.

At this moment, he knew that the little tree had not completely forgotten himself. He would still read his own information and struggle to reply. Even if he didn't return a word in the end, Ji Mian could receive warm feeling.

After a while, the tip in the header disappeared, and Ji Mian couldn't help sending another one, "have you finished talking about your new play? Do you need me to provide consulting service? 】

"the other party is inputting" prompt appears again. Ji Mian stares at it for a long time, then puts down his mobile phone and continues to type.

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Xiao Jiashu recently made a new friend called "Miss Li is absent-minded". Don't get me wrong. It's definitely not the real name. It's an online name. He's a visiting professor of Beijing Film Academy. If it wasn't for Shi tingheng's strong recommendation that he read each other's articles, he wouldn't have known that there are still such amazing people in the film and television industry.

Mr. Li's articles are particularly profound. After every classic film is analyzed by him, Xiao Jiashu can learn a lot of different and deeper things. He will also teach Xiao Jiashu how to improve her acting skills and how to figure out the inner feelings of the characters. He is basically online all day and answers all questions.

Xiao Jiashu soon fell in love with this new friend, and had endless words with him. He gradually talked from acting skills to life, and then to hobbies and so on. He uses a large size to communicate with Mr. Li, but the other party regards his identity as normal, which makes him very relaxed.

I'm in the group. 】On that day, he sent a private message to Mr. Li on the set of the legend of two dragons.

How about the crew? 】Miss Li replied quickly.

[the director is very kind and the other actors get along well. 】

[that's good. If you are in trouble, you can come to me. I still have some contacts in the entertainment industry. 】Knowing that Xiaoshu didn't need it, Ji Mian still wrote this line conscientiously.

Thank you, Mr. Li, but don't worry, I never get into trouble. 】

soon, Xiao Jiashu was beaten in the face by this sentence. After two days of filming, the heroine suddenly left the cast and asked him to play with a stand in, who was just an extras, and her acting skills were very green. But what they are going to shoot today is an important play. He plays the man who enters the devil's way for revenge and blood washes the woman's family. The woman stabs him in the abdomen and makes him wake up from his madness.

He first killed red eye, and then recovered to pure brightness under the sword of the female master. The female master loved him so much that she had to abandon this feeling and turn to revenge. Two people from hate to love, one from love to hate, emotional conflict is very fierce, called professional actors are not necessarily able to play well, let alone extras?

But he still took a few hard shots with the extras, who only stabbed the sword into his abdomen, didn't need to read the lines at all, and even had a laugh on his face, telling him to play in an instant.

After eating ng seven times in a row, Xiao Jiashu had to tell the director about her concerns. Unexpectedly, the director waved his hand indifferently, "Bingjie has received a play in Hollywood, and it's on schedule with our play. She can't come back in a short time. She will shoot these scenes well over there, and her lines will also be voiced. We just need to put her face on the head of the extras. You have to believe in Bing Jie's acting skills and special effects skills. You just play your part and don't care about the performance of the other side. "

"Well, it's not like that, director. It's not a very difficult shot. Why use special effects and doubles? Can you see it in this way? I feel like I'm in a one-man show. I can't play it at all Xiao Jiashu met this situation for the first time, which was an eye opener.

"You don't know how to play a solo, so what kind of actor are you? A good actor can do his part well in any situation. If he doesn't do it well, it's your problem. It has nothing to do with others. " The director blocked Xiao Jiashu in silence.

He wiped his face, helpless way, "the director, you let me first brewing for a while and then shoot it, for a woman, I can't adapt."

"Well, you can have a rest first." When the director saw that he didn't beep any more, he waved his hand.

Xiao Jiashu sat down and thought more and more wrong. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to "Miss Li is absent-minded": [ That's what happened. I think the director's words are really strange. I can't understand his logic completely. Can't I be a good actor if I can't play this play well? 】Ji Mian has now developed the habit of taking his mobile phone and returning information every second when he hears the prompt sound. When he was driving on the way, he found that it was a letter from Xiaoshu. He immediately parked his car in the parking space on the side of the road and replied seriously: "of course you are a good actor. It's the director who changed his concept. The reason why "adversary play" is called "adversary play" is that the main body of filming is two people. In the process of shooting, they have to have dialogue, look at each other and interact. It is a two-way promotion process, which is completely different from the concept of monologue or monologue. It's irresponsible for the director to let you make a play for two by yourself. 】

Xiao Jiashu felt better and hesitated: "what should I do now? When shooting opponent's play, I am easily influenced by my partner. If my partner performs well, I will be in good condition. If my partner does not perform well, I can't enter the play at all. You don't know, the extras didn't read the lines at all, stabbed at her with a sword and laughed at her. I couldn't do it at all. 】

Ji Mian, staring at this line of words, can depict Xiaoshu's wronged face just by imagination. Now you know the benefits of having a good partner? He wanted to answer this question, but he didn't have the courage, so he had to give some advice to Xiaoshu seriously. Now do a relaxation exercise, and then do a concentration exercise. Plan the next opponent's play in your mind and act it at your own pace. 】

there's no way to do that, either. Xiao Jiashu replied with a mouthful: "OK, but Mr. Li, I find that you lied to me. You're not the admirer of experiential school. Do you prefer expressionism? 】

[you can see that,] Ji Mian smiles gently, [but you have to admit that without the dual stimulation of internal and external motivation, it is difficult for an experiential actor to perform, but the expressionist actor is not limited. You have to learn to improve your performance style, don't be complacent. 】

[the teacher's words are very familiar,] Xiao Jiashu was stunned for a moment, and continued to write: "I will try my best. 】

Xiaoshu's answer was so familiar, as if they were back to the time when they were filming together in the United States, encouraging each other, learning from each other and taking care of each other. Everything was fine. Ji Mian couldn't help laughing, but his eyes were full of bitterness. He sent a "touch you, hug you" expression pack, and then staring at the chat page in a daze.

Xiao Jiashu did not reply, should be to film, but Ji Mian's heart can not be calm for a long time. He suddenly turned around and drove to the set of the legend of two dragons. While driving, he called Fang Kun, "what's Jiang Bingjie doing recently? Why did she suddenly leave the crew of the legend of two dragons?"

Fang Kun gritted his teeth and said, "brother Ji, you've been flustered recently, haven't you? Do you want to be a paparazzi instead of writing articles or asking about other people's gossip

"What on earth is Jiang Bingjie doing?" Ji Mian asked persistently.

Fang Kun covered the microphone, asked the assistant, and then replied, "people have taken the film" Robocop ". It's said that they play a more important role in it. They don't care about the domestic side."

"With Jiang Bingjie's acting skills, what role can she shoot? Do you have her fans in the world? I don't care about her in China, ha... " Ji Mian sneered.

"No matter how bad their acting skills are, they are also traffic stars. Can you manage them? Are you in menopause recently, and your temper is getting bigger and bigger... "

Without waiting for Fang Kun to finish, Ji Mian hung up. He rushed to the set of the legend of two dragons, and Xiao Jiashu said in his private letter that the assassination scene was still on. He didn't dare to get close, so he had to put on his sunglasses and hat and stand in the corner to watch. Fortunately, there are many stars around the set. This kind of dress doesn't attract people's attention. We just have a glance and won't come to spy.

Ji Mian doesn't know how greedy his eyes are. He hasn't seen the little tree for 19 days since he met him at the elevator last time. He was dressed in a strong black suit, and his waist was very thin with a wide jade belt. He sat on the steps with his legs apart, his hands clutching a gorgeous sword, his jaw knocking on the hilt, his eyebrows drooping, and he looked very tired.

in order to highlight his identity in the devil's way, the makeup artist paints a long, upturned Eyeliner for him, and draws a small flame in the middle of his eyebrows. The black hair falls down like a waterfall and flows along his waist to the ground.

He sat on the ground without any image, but he was as beautiful as a painting. From time to time, some people secretly looked at him with twinkling eyes.

Ji Mian stared at such a small tree for a long time, until all the restlessness and anxiety subsided, and all the yearning and longing were satisfied, then he laughed out in a low voice. As expected, he had to look at the little tree. He couldn't get him out of his sight completely.

Just then, the director yelled, "shoot, shoot, Xiao Jiashu, are you ready? Because you are not in a good mood, we have played this play for more than ten times. Would you please show me some professionalism? "

Xiao Jiashu stood up, full of grievances. These people also want to talk about their professionalism with him. The extras don't need to read a line or put an expression. They just stab him when they come up. How can he find his state? He has been working harder and harder, but it's not easy to brew a good feeling. The other party laughs, and even squeezes his eyes and sticks out his tongue at him. How can he play?He patted himself on the face, and then hopped around a few times, which made him strong. This time, instead of looking at the face of the extras, he stared at the hair ornaments on her head all the way, which was the successful completion of the performance. After coming off the stage, he asked with great expectation, "director, when will Jiang Bingjie come back to film?"

"I don't know. You can just make your own play. You don't care what you do." The director waved his hand impatiently, "look at Qiu Du. He hasn't eaten ng for a time. He plays against Jiang Bingjie more than you do!"

Xiao Jiashu's forehead's green tendon couldn't help jumping. Yes, that's right. Qiu Du, as another leading actor, eats very little ng, but he plays less, OK? He is a little bit more diligent than Jiang Bingjie. At least he comes to the set, but he brings more than a dozen assistants and seven or eight doubles. The assistants always surround him, afraid that he will be cold and hungry, and serve him like an ancestor. The doubles help him make films and all the scenes that don't show his face. He just comes to the set to enjoy.

And the director's requirements for him are not high. As long as he can barely see a shot, he will let it pass. He doesn't pay attention to harmony and beauty at all. Unlike Xiao Jiashu, when he felt dissatisfied with the scene, he would ask the director to shoot it repeatedly, which made the director fidgety.

Xiao Jiashu can't help but wonder sometimes - what do you do in this studio, filming, directing, or just being a fool?

He forbeared and nodded, "good director, I'll pay attention."

"OK, you can adjust it." Seeing that Guanshi has invested so much money, the director's voice softened down, "here is the falling water play, let your stand in be ready."

"There's no double. I'll do it myself."

The director showed a strange expression, then nodded, "then you go to make up."

When Xiao Jiashu comes to the pool after putting on her make-up, she sees that Qiu Du's double has already tied up Weiya. When the two men went up to fight in the air, Xiao Jiashu not only had to overcome the fear of heights, but also completed the martial arts, which was not generally difficult. Weiya has turned his skin blue. It's really hard for him to get rid of it several times.

He was hung in the air again and again, and fell into the water again and again. At last, his eyes were dazzled and his ears were deaf. He couldn't slow down for a long time. When he was pulled ashore by the lifeguard, he didn't know who he was or what he was doing. The whole world was whirling.

Just as he was shivering in the dark and silent world, a pair of strong arms picked him up and placed him in a warm embrace. One big hand gently patted his back, the other big hand lifted his long hair away from his face, not behind his ears, and finally whispered softly, "it's OK, little tree, you're ashore. We are not afraid, ah, let's have a rest. "

Who is this? Why is the voice so familiar? Xiao Jiashu's head is full of buzzing after falling into the water. He has no way to think. But his subconscious knew who this person was, so he grabbed each other's collar tightly and wept.

Ji Mian stares at the pale cheek of the little tree. He knows that he is crying. Although his face is covered with water, he can't tell which is the tears, but he just knows that he is crying. He was not frightened to cry by the play, he was made to cry by these inexplicable people and strange things. He may not understand until today what the real entertainment industry is like. It's full of flowers and applause, but it's also full of ridicule and absurdity.

Just when he felt sorry for Xiaoshu, Qiu Du came over and said, "Mr. Ji, you also help Xiao Jiashu find some doubles. Why do you work so hard?"

"I don't need a double. I can do it myself." Xiao Jiashu didn't wake up, so he closed his eyes to protest. It's not that he couldn't play the play well, he was hurt by the chaos on the set.

Ji Mian wiped off the water on his face, but said, "well, don't use the stand in, the little tree will shoot by himself." Then he took the towel from the assistant, wrapped the person up and quickly walked into the dressing room.

The director saw the replay and thought the shot was ok, so he waved, "OK, this one is over. Let's take a lunch break."