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Fan Sirui can't act, but Kong Tengyu can do it himself.

Fan Sirui was extremely annoyed when he heard the theory of double standardization, so he grabbed Yang Yuran's arm and made her look at him.

When those charming eyes looked back, Fan Sirui's restlessness dissipated for the most part.The reason is simple. First of all, he is used to maintaining a handsome and graceful image in front of beautiful women, and he rarely gets angry and curses like a shrew.

Secondly, when Yang Yuran turned around, he showed Kong Tengyu behind him. He saw Kong Tengyu's pale face, his eyes were full of cowardice like a frightened bird, and only a trace of bravery was left to express his decision.

If Kong Tengyu is acting, then not only his acting skills surpass those of the Oscar winners, but also his calculations are deeper.

Having been together for three months, Fan Sirui has basically figured out the tempers of the team members.

Kong Tengyu does occasionally like to play underprivileged groups, but he really cares about the whole team. He knows better than Fang Kai that only when the team develops can he have a chance to stand out.

A very sober person naturally knows that it is the result of seeking future development for oneself.

Fan Sirui remembered that he and Yang Yuran investigated Shen Gu, and found out from Shen Gu that the situation of Kong Tengyu's family was much more serious than what Kong Tengyu himself said.It is estimated that Kong Tengyu also wanted to save some face in front of He Qian and other friends of the same age, just saying that he had little contact with his family.In fact, his parents, especially his father, disliked his development in the entertainment industry and severed ties with him long ago.

Fan Sirui put away the furious look on his face, and asked gently: "Is it convenient to contact you?"

"Let me try hard, don't delay you too long, give me half an hour, I can get the result here."

Kong Tengyu's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end it was almost like a gossamer.

Yang Yuran didn't understand Fan Sirui's intentions, so she responded first: "Okay, go get in touch."

When Kong Tengyu walked to the corridor alone, she approached Fan Sirui and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Passing the audition alone, the difficulty level reached ten stars, Fan Sirui also tried to squeeze two people.

Fan Sirui slightly raised the right corner of his mouth pretending to be mysterious, and showed her his trademark naughty smile, and asked instead: "Beautiful sister, what do you think is the chance that I will successfully get an audition if I make a sample with a female role in Peking Opera?"

Yang Yuran was stumped by the question. The biggest failure of the rose samples was the heavy retouching in post-production.

It is absolutely fine for Fan Sirui to play a rebellious boy or a gangster. Let him, a person who has never been in Peking Opera, perform the essence of Chinese culture, and a female role is tantamount to multiplying the probability of failure by a hundred times.

Fan Sirui saw her true thoughts, and answered for her: "The success rate is not as high as the Rose samples. That one is good enough to touch dead mice. This is purely a proposition. I am willing to dedicate myself to art, but our time is too long." Tighten up, there is no chance for me to sharpen my feminine movements and expressions."

Yang Yuran walked to the sofa area sadly and sat down, making a gesture of 'please continue your speech'.

"As you said, the opportunity is rare. We don't have the strength to kill with one blow, so we might as well take advantage of Luo Jing's rare impression of us to produce works that make the brand's eyes shine, and leave a good impression. If it doesn't work this time , should increase the basis for the next effort. Kong Tengyu is more feminine than me, and has passed the test professionally. It’s just right for me and him to make "Farewell My Concubine"."

Fan Sirui's words moved Yang Yuran's heart. He took out his phone from his pocket, unlocked it, and checked Fan Sirui's latest fan count, which was 895 million.

It is more than 100 million away from the tens of millions of fans required by Xingzhou. I planned to win the endorsement of Ys, and then find Xingzhou to negotiate a bigger bargaining chip, and the release of new songs will be more stable, but the various opportunities are too strict.

"Okay, let's wait for Kong Tengyu to contact me."

Yang Yuran agreed, she admitted that accumulating good feelings is better than wasting opportunities.

"OK."

Fan Sirui opened the disinfection cabinet and took out three cups, walked to the water table, and poured a cup of coffee for himself, orange juice for Yang Yuran, and strange fruit juice for Kong Tengyu.Sandwich Kong Tengyu's cup between two cups, perform acrobatics, and deliver the three cups to the coffee table in the sofa area at the same time.

After Yang Yuran drank less than half a glass of orange juice, Kong Tengyu came back.

With drooping shoulders, he stopped in front of Yang Yuran listlessly, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I messed up things. My brother learned that it was a foreign brand, and he was as resistant as my parents. I begged him for a long time, but he refused. Agreed. I originally planned to participate in the performance by myself, which can better drive the captain's state, but I can't participate in the performance, so let me help you choose the clothes."

"Ok."

Yang Yuran replied heavily, raised the glass, and poured the remaining juice into her mouth.

The three of them took the elevator to the clothing team on the fifth floor, and Yang Yuran asked Zhou Yuanyuan to say hello to Wei Kun, the clothing team leader, in advance.

Wei Kun went up to them, led them to the warehouse where the clothes were displayed, and opened the door with a key.Raise your hand to turn on the light, and lead the way into the dark room.

Since many clothes are not easy to order and will fade if exposed to the sun for a long time, they are displayed in a dark room without windows.

"There aren't many costumes, so pick and choose."

Wei Kun pulled out the shelf with the costumes of the four major operas, and made room for Yang Yuran and the others.

Kong Tengyu got Yang Yuran's nod, walked up first, and picked out a costume suitable for Huadan and handed it to Fan Sirui.

"Leader, go and try."

"okay."

Fan Sirui took the costume and gave the two of them a flirtatious look: "Wait and see how young master fascinates you."

Yang Yuran gasped coldly, looked at Fan Sirui's back as he walked into the fitting room, and looked at Kong Tengyu beside him, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"We are still fascinated, this person is swollen. I will remember later, no matter what I see, just applaud, don't let your captain get off the stage."

Kong Tengyu was unmoved, and stared blankly in the direction of the fitting room.

Wei Kun laughed heartily twice, making room for himself: "You are all busy, come to the 513 office to find me at any time if you have anything to do."

"OK, thanks."

Yang Yuran turned around and watched Wei Kun leave, and when the door was closed, she turned back to look at the absent-minded Kong Tengyu.

The soft and supple face didn't have a trace of youthful vitality, like a doll that had lost its soul, only its body remained, and its heart and thoughts drifted away with Fan Sirui.

"Xiao Kong, do you want to participate?"

Yang Yuran asked impatiently.

Kong Tengyu said 'hmm' out of his heart, and suddenly recalled it in the next second, and changed his words in a panic: "I don't want to act. I used to play Tsing Yi and Hua Dan in my father's Peking Opera Theater all day long. I'm tired of acting."

Listening to the young man's duplicity, Yang Yuran felt a sense of pity in his heart, raised his hand and pinched Kong Tengyu's shoulder, and responded in cooperation that he was cheated.

"Okay, when I have a chance in the future, I will find you an endorsement for a domestic product related to opera."

Joy finally dispelled the gloom in the boy's eyebrows, Kong Tengyu smiled shyly and agreed: "Okay, thank you, Sister Yang."

The two stood at the door of the fitting room and waited for half an hour, but Fan Sirui did not come out.

"Fan Meiren, an ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws, don't hide."

Yang Yuran shouted, and heard an awkward answer: "You let Kong Tengyu come in, I have been messing with these clothes for a long time, but I didn't figure out which one to wear inside and which one to wear outside."

"You said it earlier, wasting our good time."

Yang Yuran gently pushed Kong Tengyu's back.

Kong Tengyu trotted into the fitting room, and then there was an imaginative conversation sound from inside.

"Captain, oh, don't touch your hands randomly."

"You stand against the wall, I can't move."

"You let me come."

"No, I like to do it myself, just stand where you are obediently, and leave the rest to me."

"Captain, let go, don't pull my arm, I'm going to fall."

"I'm here, I'll support you, I'm afraid of you."

Yang Yuran likes to read some hypnotic books before going to bed. Recently, she was flipping through the bloody BL novel that He Ningyue sent her, and her subtle thoughts made the plot of the book a little twisted.

Cursing in a low voice, "I'm not in shape", I stopped my dirty associations, walked to the shoe-testing area, and sat on a low stool to wait.

With the help of Kong Tengyu, Fan Sirui changed the costume in only 8 minutes, and walked out of the fitting room dangling.

Looking at the man approaching, Yang Yuran forgot the professionalism that a manager should have, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

We can't blame her for being aggressive in attacking the vanguard of the team, Fan Sirui's image is too funny.The loose and loose costume made him wear tights, and the inner lining was stretched on a man who is more expected.

Yang Yuran covered her mouth and smiled for a while, admitting her mistake: "My fault, I forgot to consider that the clothes of the national essence are not like ordinary women's clothing. The casting of the national essence requires a little training, from body shape to figure, both are indispensable."

"It's too early to say it's not suitable."

Fan Sirui pulled the white ribbon around his waist, which made his stomach ache, and he felt like he was about to snap when he breathed.

Kong Tengyu stretched out his hand to stop him: "Leader, I'll do it, don't ruin your clothes."

"This costume is suitable for skinny boys and girls like Xiao Kong. Xiao Kong showed me how to wear it just now. It's almost like tailor-made for him."

Fan Sirui opened his arms and let Kong Tengyu help him to change the cumbersome clothes, he had a flash of inspiration, pressed Kong Tengyu's hand, and suggested excitedly: "Let's go according to the original plan, you change this one, and I'll find a looser clean-up scene Put on your clothes and let's shoot."

"No, my parents and my senior brother don't allow me to do this."

Kong Tengyu repeatedly waved his hands and refused.

His small body is no match for Fan Sirui's strength, Fan Sirui grabbed his shaking hand and forcefully led him back to the fitting room.

"Beautiful sister, help me find a costume, I sent Xiao Kong a photo of my style and forwarded it to your WeChat."

"Ok."

Yang Yuran unlocked the phone photo, picked out the corresponding style and sent it over.

I wanted to probe to see more, but got rejected.

Fan Sirui closed the blinds smoothly, and the first few sentences of the new round of conversation between the two made her think wildly.

"Team leader, I really can't do it anymore, I'm afraid my relatives will be angry."

"They don't recognize you anymore, you are afraid of a chicken feather, do as I say."

"No, no, I really can't do it."

"You can. Your body is so soft and your skills are so good. The samples we took will definitely make people's eyes shine."

"I'm afraid my relatives will be angry."

"Take care of yourself first. You have to work hard to prove that your choice is correct. If you are secretly sad, indecisive, and evasive, you can't expect to be recognized by your relatives in this life. Besides, , We shoot samples, and only when the effect is good can we win the chance to audition. You are so entangled with so much useless, maybe even the samples will not be able to catch the eyes of the brand.”

After being quiet for about 2 minutes, Kong Tengyu stopped struggling and agreed in a low voice: "Okay, I will work hard with the team leader."

After the two changed their clothes, the image obviously fit the setting more.

Yang Yuran called the photographer who was working overtime and told him the general idea.

"Master, you see, I need to shoot about 10 minutes of the plot. First, he fights against the soldiers. After that, he is forced to the riverside. Huadan cries and sings farewell words and approaches him and hugs him tightly. After the two sing each other, Huadan first He drew his sword and slayed himself. Jingjiao broke out of the siege, but felt ashamed of his lover and his people, and finally chose the same way as his lover to end his life."

After listening to the photographer without saying a word, he said with a Hong Kong-Taiwan accent: "It's possible to shoot, but I heard that you need to go to the lake to shoot. It's late at night, I'm afraid I can't do it alone. Yes, it’s better to call the lighting engineer, mechanic, and make-up artist, and then find some extras.”

"I've already arranged for a makeup artist to apply makeup on them. You only need to shoot the plot of the two protagonists. I'll find post-production for the thousands of troops and horses."

Yang Yuran made it clear about the job requirements.

The photographer made a long "oh" sound in ignorance, and realized on his own: "You are going to use semi-finished films as materials, and distribute benefits to fans, and fool them."

Yang Yuran reminded seriously: "Look at your wording, it's not appropriate."

The photographer rested his hand on his forehead, made an apologetic gesture, and said, "I'm the one who was outspoken. I have to pay three times the overtime pay for location shooting late at night, right?"

"Yes, don't worry."

Yang Yuran used reality to ensure the security of the photographer, and waited for Fan Sirui and Kong Tengyu to put on their makeup, and the four went to the West Lake.

Fan Sirui, a descendant of a Peking opera family, was the producer and taught him hand in hand. The sample filming went very smoothly and was completed in less than two hours.

At one o'clock in the morning, Yang Yuran got the sample of the first edition and passed it on to Dana who lived in the same dormitory as her master's degree.

The roommate chose to stay in Kangzhou to work after graduation, Yang Yuran's early morning corresponds to the roommate's noon.The roommate gave up her lunch break and took the afternoon shift to help her conceive the plot.

She slept lightly for four hours, and got up at six o'clock in the morning. After checking the post-production samples sent by her roommate, she called her roommate about the minor problems that needed to be changed.The roommate worked overtime and sent the final version to her mailbox before eight o'clock.

During the morning meeting, she showed the cubs the final version.

There are samples of Fan Sirui as the leading role, and Fang Kai's flattery is indispensable.

"Super handsome, Captain Fan perfectly presents the domineering arrogance of the overlord of Chu. I didn't realize before that Kong Tengyu's women's clothing is so beautiful. The filming is too good. Anyone who doesn't know the truth to see it will definitely think our sample. It’s taken from a blockbuster movie by a great director.”

"Yeah, Captain Fan is mighty and domineering, and Sister Yang is a good guide." He Qian sincerely seconded.

Kong Tengyu made Fang Kai's cheeks blush, and he couldn't help sneaking glances at He Qian.But after waiting for a while, He Qian only praised him, and didn't mention him at all.

He elbowed the people around him, and asked in frustration, "I participated in the show, didn't you see it?"

"I saw it, the acting is not bad." He Qian replied casually.

"You!" Kong Tengyu shouted angrily, turning his back to He Qian.