I become a big star after I sleep

Chapter 135 Some people are directors on the surface, but students in private

Qin Muchu remained silent for a long time, digesting Jin Yue's words.

As we all know, if domestic things are praised by foreigners, they will definitely be more eagerly sought after by Chinese people.

Otherwise, how can "sea turtles" be more expensive than kings these days.

It's the same in the entertainment industry, if someone is in some blockbuster Hollywood movie, it will be a disaster in China.

Press releases were sent out all over the place, wishing that the toilet paper in the toilets would have this news printed on it.

It turned out that the so-called "starring" was just a one or two second shot...

Qin Muchu personally doesn't like this kind of atmosphere.

The excellent things of Tianchao are excellent. If you foreigners can see it, it is your honor, and you should praise it.

Why do you want to add something like "wow, foreigners say he is good, then ta must be good, I will take a look" to this excellent thing because of foreigners' praise.

It's as if this thing became excellent because foreigners praised it.

In the final analysis, this is a manifestation of a lack of national self-confidence.

Qin Muchu didn't like it, but he was powerless to change it.

I can only do my part to change this atmosphere little by little in my industry.

……

"How about it? Just sign here and press your fingerprint."

Jin Yue didn't know that Qin Muchu's thoughts had spread so far, he stuffed a pen into Qin Muchu's hand, and picked up his other hand to press on the ink pad.

"Fuck, what are you doing?"

Qin Muchu was shocked and came back to his senses.

Seeing Jin Yue holding his hand, he looked at the ink pad.

"Sign and draw, sign these, and you will be a member of the Spring Festival Gala program team.

Deputy director!How about it, isn't the name loud enough?

Originally, it was decided to be the person in charge of the show, but I, uncle, argued hard and won it for you. "

Jin Yue patted his chest, as if I had made great efforts.

He looked at Qin Muchu again:
"Uncle Master has said so much, you won't be unwilling?"

"Well, I don't want to."

"I knew you would, so sign it."

Jin Yue put the document on Qin Muchu's lap.

Qin Muchu looked at Jin Yue's ear, wondering if its structure was different from normal people's.

He looked at Jin Yue again.

Jin Yue's eyes are persistent and serious.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant.

After a while, Qin Muchu sighed:

"Are you really assured that I will be in charge of a program?"

"Your name was recommended by me, and it was unanimously approved by the station.

As an assistant director, if the program is successful, then you will be the director. If the program fails, I will also be the director! "

Jin Yue's eyes seemed to be on fire.

This fire is not aimed at Qin Muchu, but the flame in his heart, the flame ignited by being the general director of the Spring Festival Gala and shouldering the responsibility for success or failure.

The fire made Qin Muchu a little ashamed.

A similar situation happened when Lao Mouzi invited Qin Muchu to join the Olympic team.

The reason Qin Muchu gave himself at the time was that he could not disrupt the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, which was destined to be successful, but did he really have no fear of taking responsibility?
He wasn't sure.

Now there is another opportunity in front of him, how should he choose?

After a long silence, under Jin Yue's disappointed gaze, Qin Muchu took off the work card and put it in Jin Yue's hand.

"Where is the signature?"

Seeing Jin Yue's complex eyes changing from disappointment to surprise and puzzlement, Qin Muchu pointed to the photo on the work card.

"I guess this photo was taken in high school for the college entrance examination. Compared with now, it is too young. Let's change it."

With that said, he raised the document again,

"Where to sign?"

Overjoyed, Jin Yue immediately took the document, flipped through it quickly, and pointed to an empty column:
"Sign here, sign here, press your handprint on the side, haha."

After Qin Muchu signed and adjourned the document, he handed the document to Jin Yue.

Jin Yue immediately picked up the document, and after confirming that it was correct, he smiled and returned the work card to Qin Muchu.

"After a while, you go to take a photo of your ID card, and then ask someone to make a new work card. You use this first, haha."

Qin Muchu nodded and took the work badge, and hung it around his neck again.

Jin Yue looked at Qin Muchu, nodded in satisfaction, and felt that Qin Muchu with the sign was not a little handsome.

He patted Qin Muchu on the shoulder and stood up:

"Come on, I'll take you to meet my colleagues."

"Row."

Qin Muchu also stood up.

I will be working here for the next few months, and I will inevitably have to deal with colleagues under the same roof.

Jin Yue led Qin Muchu to the front row of the auditorium.

The few people who were sitting there just now had actually been watching them for a while.

They were not surprised by Qin Muchu's parachute, nor did Jin Yue decide this matter with a slap in the head.

Many of them belong to CCTV, and they know the ins and outs of the matter, and the few who don't know it have also been clear in the two-day meeting.

Know that this one comes with a mission.

The attitude is also very polite.

"This is the art director, Director Zhu."

Jin Yue stood in front of a woman.

"Hello Director Zhu."

Qin Muchu bowed slightly.

"Hello, hello, our family has watched your movies and TV shows." Director Zhu replied politely.

"This is the deputy chief director, Director Liu."

"Hello Director Liu."

……

After introducing them all the way, Qin Muchu recognized all these people.

The rest are coordinators and directors in charge of language programs, dance, music, etc.

Control the life and death of these shows.

"By the way, Xiao Qin, do you have any ideas about the format of the show?" Jin Yue asked.

"..."

Qin Muchu resisted the urge to roll his eyes, do I have 5 minutes to take office?Let me just talk about the format of the show?

Jin Yue laughed, and realized that he seemed a little anxious.

"It's okay, think slowly, don't worry, just... later, tomorrow?"

Is it urgent?
Qin Muchu took a deep breath.

Director Zhu on the side opened his mouth and explained:

"Director Qin, don't blame Director Jin for being anxious, the Spring Festival Gala program is just like this, it must be accurate to the second, because to congratulate the New Year on time at twelve o'clock, there must be no difference of one second.

It's already November, and the Spring Festival Gala is only three months away. Time waits for no one. "

Qin Muchu nodded, thought for a while and said:
"I'll come up with a plan as soon as possible. The format should be a drama, and it's also about historical figures. I have to think about who it is and how to say it..."

"Okay, the drama is good!"

Jin Yue was like a cheap babysitter.

"Director Qin, can I ask the approximate duration?"

At this time, Coordinator Cui of the language program spoke.

Since Qin Muchu decided that the format of the program should be a drama, it would be classified under his language program.

"About ten minutes."

"Ten minutes..."

Cui Coordinator murmured, glanced at Jin Yue, and seeing that his expression had not changed, he nodded and stopped talking.

Ten minutes is roughly equivalent to the time of one skit, and Qin Muchu's program took up ten minutes, which meant that one skit had to be deleted.

And sketches are generally the trump card of the Spring Festival Gala, which determines the reputation of the Spring Festival Gala.

The reputation of a Spring Festival Gala is good or bad, and whether the skit is funny or not plays a big factor.

The vast majority of ordinary people go to the Spring Festival Gala just for sketches.

Now I deleted a sketch and used Qin Muchu's drama to top it.

If Qin Muchu's dramas can't reach or exceed the quality of sketches, it is conceivable that the program crew will inevitably be scolded.

The first to bear the brunt of the Spring Festival Gala is Jin Yue, the chief director.

"Okay, everyone has gotten to know each other, Director Qin is still young, everyone needs to support him a lot," Jin Yue said.

Several people present knew that the so-called "youngness" was just a fig leaf, and the real reason could not be put on the table.

So they all nodded their heads.

"Then let's work together to hold a Spring Festival Gala that satisfies everyone!"

Jin Yue made a summary and took the lead in applauding.

Several people at the scene looked at each other and applauded accordingly, looking happy.

Qin Muchu applauded without embarrassment, and was even more grateful that he did not enter CCTV as a director.

This group of people talk in a cloud, with an average of [-] minds per person, how can they play with them.

……

"Don't stay and watch the following programs, your opinion is also very useful, your filmmakers must have a higher vision for the picture than those of us who make programs."

Jin Yue persuaded Qin Muchu who was about to leave.

They are reviewing the Spring Festival Gala programs today, and only a few are reviewed now, and there are dozens more in the future.

"That's right, Director Qin, especially in the filming of your ancient dance in "Star You", in which Liu Xiqian is so beautiful!" Dance Director Ding also said.

"Yeah, stay and see."

The remaining few people are also in line with the Tao.

Qin Muchu cupped his hands and apologized:

"Teachers, please forgive me. I'm a layman when it comes to making shows. How dare I play tricks in front of you seniors. Besides, I have to go back and think about the show. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Jin Yue's retention may be sincere, but not necessarily the others.

I didn't hear anyone saying that Qin Muchu should "see" it?

"Kankan" means: just look at it, don't talk about it.

Although it may be Qin Muchu's malicious speculation, but if someone can get into this position in the Spring Festival Gala, they must be big names in various industries, who would like a layman junior to point out here.

Hearing that Qin Muchu was going back to think about the show, Jin Yue stopped trying to persuade him.
"Okay, the show is important, I'll send you off..."

"No, you are busy with your work, don't delay."

Qin Muchu bid farewell and left.

Walking to the exit of the studio, the sunlight outside the door shone on his face, making him dazed for a while.

Holding up the work card on his chest to the sun, he felt a little emotional.

Why did you come here and get an assistant director.

Shaking his head, he took off his work card and put it in his pocket, put on his sunglasses again, and walked to the parking place.

However, what Qin Muchu didn't see was that the window of a parked van on the side of the street fell down, and a long probe was exposed, which "clicked" at Qin Muchu.

"Haha, Boss, let's post it. Qin Muchu came here. He must have participated in the Spring Festival Gala. The report is another big news!"

The paparazzi boy who kept shooting with a camera shouted excitedly at the boss of the co-pilot.

The boss nodded, then shook his head:

"It's not big news. He's so popular. It's normal to invite him to the Spring Festival Gala. It's strange that he wasn't invited."

The paparazzi boy thinks about it too.

"Then is this news reported or not? Oops!"

The little brother covered his head, not understanding why the boss beat him.

"You're so funny, definitely report it! It's not big news, it's also hot news. Now as long as the news has the word Qin Muchu on it, it won't worry about selling it, you know?"

The boss kept nodding his younger brother's head.

Then said:
"Besides, this person is a bit evil, and he is extremely low-key. Have you ever photographed him in an informal setting?"

"Yes." The younger brother said without thinking.

"When? Are you riding a horse without telling me?" The boss looked at the younger brother in shock, and grabbed his collar.

"Just now."

The boss's anger dissipated in an instant, he let go of his collar, and looked at him with complicated eyes:
"Your IQ is really a paparazzi."

"That's right, Boss, I was a failure at Tsinghua University." The younger brother was complacent.

"How much did you take?"

"three hundred."

"...shut up and go take pictures!"

……

When Qin Muchu drove slowly to Yanying, it was almost eleven o'clock, which was lunch time.

There are many students in the school, and they all go to eat.

Qin Muchu was wearing sunglasses. He was tall and attracted many people's attention. Many people recognized him.

But no one came up to say hello or anything, just watched from afar.

They also met Qin Muchu many times during this period, and they got used to it.

Another one is that they are all students with thin skins.

As long as anyone with a thick skin is currently filming or doing an internship outside the school, how can they stay in school honestly.

Qin Muchu went straight to the classroom. Today their class is acting theory class, and it will last until 11:30 noon. Teacher Cui should still be in class at this moment.

Qin Muchu has a new task now, and he will definitely not be able to take the next class, so he has to ask Teacher Cui for a leave of absence.

He felt a little ashamed thinking about it.

I said before that Yang Mi was not in school, but now that school has started for two months, I have been in school for less than a month.

Moreover, if there is no accident, I will not come to school to attend classes after this semester, which means that I only have classes for less than a month in a semester.

Coupled with the fact that there will be a movie next year, then...

Qin Muchu shook his head and stopped imagining.

"Isn't it not a job for me to take acting classes as a director?"

Using these words to dispel the guilt in his heart, Qin Muchu walked to the door of the classroom.

Leaning against the wall, he turned sideways and glanced inside.

Sure enough, Teacher Cui was in class, and the teaching stick kept pointing at the blackboard.

The students listened quite seriously, and everyone except Qin Muchu was present.

After all, I am a freshman, and the school has only started for two months, and I haven't realized the university meaning of "as long as you are brave, every day is a holiday".

Qin Muchu's figure was captured by the students, and several students looked at him immediately, and the number gradually increased.

Teacher Cui, who was lecturing on the stage, noticed that the students were not concentrating, and they were all watching the door, and walked towards the door suspiciously.

"Didn't you rehearse? Why are you back?" Teacher Cui found Qin Muchu who was sneaking around the door.

"Hey, that, I have something to tell you..."

Qin Muchu carefully pushed aside the teaching stick in Teacher Cui's hand, it hurts to beat someone with this thing.

Qin Muchu was fortunate enough to have been hit by it a few times. Thinking about it now, the pain is still fresh in his memory.

It is said that Qin Muchu was the first student beaten by Mr. Cui in decades of teaching. Qin Muchu said that this is definitely a rumor.

"Why don't you go to class first, don't delay other students' study, I will talk about my affairs after you finish class, I will wait for you in your office."

After saying that, Qin Muchu turned around and wanted to run away.

"Stand there, you have come to the classroom, just in time for class."

"It's only 10 minutes, I... I'll go now."

Facing the teaching stick raised by Teacher Cui, Qin Muchu chose Congxin.

Walking into the classroom, he sat on his own seat, facing all kinds of gazes from the surrounding students, he nodded slightly, and then looked at the blackboard.

"Where did we just talk about? Yes, the three major performance systems, students, which are the three major performance systems?" Teacher Cui asked.

The students lowered their heads subconsciously, not daring to look at Teacher Cui.

Usually at such times, whoever meets the teacher's gaze will be called to answer the question.

Teacher Cui glanced around, but no one answered.

Unlike other teachers, there are generally no students to answer questions, and other teachers will randomly choose a lucky one to answer, and those with a bad temper will first reprimand the students for not previewing their homework.

And Mr. Cui will only say the answer by himself, and gently let the students remember it, so that they can answer it next time they ask.

But today was different, because there was an extra student in the classroom, so she chose to roll the roll.

"Qin Muchu, tell me."

My butt isn't even sitting hot here.

Qin Muchu cursed in his heart.

But still stand up honestly:

"The three major performance systems include the Stanislavsky system of the Soviet Union, the Brecht system of Germany, and the Peking Opera performance system represented by Mei Lanfang in our Chinese dynasty."

"Talk about these three major systems in detail." Teacher Cui increased the difficulty.

Qin Muchu glanced at Teacher Cui, and Teacher Cui shook the teaching stick "inadvertently".

Sighing in my heart, I sorted out my words and said:

"The Stanislavsky system advocates becoming a character, experiencing what the character thinks in his heart, and analyzing every action and psychology of the character.

For example, to play a lunatic, the actor will really find a lunatic, observe him, understand him, imitate him, and finally become him, which is what we often call experience school.

This method requires extremely high talent for actors, because actors without talent, no matter how much they observe and experience lunatics, they will get nothing.

The Brecht system, it has a routine performance, how actors perform in different situations, there are fixed routines, and it also requires more observation at ordinary times, storing some emotions and releasing them at the right time. group.

For example, when acting in a crying scene where a loved one dies, the actor will restore what he saw or experienced before.

It requires the actor to be higher than the role, to control the role, to perform the role, and not to become one with the role.

As for the Peking Opera performance system, it is a unique system in our country.

Drama has developed for thousands of years, every frown, smile, and every action has fixed requirements. Mr. Mei Lanfang blended them together, and added his own unique things, so that the character becomes him, and all his actions are natural That's what the characters do.

I personally think it is a combination of experience school and method school. "

There was silence in the classroom.

It wasn't until Teacher Cui said "yes" that there was applause.

Teacher Cui nodded to Qin Muchu, indicating that he could sit down.

Looking at the other students again:
"Look, although Qin Muchu is not in class normally, has he left behind his professional knowledge? And he can not follow the path of an actor, can you do it? Lay a good foundation, which will benefit you for life thing."

After the words were finished, it was almost time for get out of class to end.

Not long after, the get out of class bell rang, and Teacher Cui assigned tasks:

"Everyone writes an article about the experience of the three major performance systems, which will be collected during class next week."

Then he waved to Qin Muchu amidst the wailing of the students, and walked out of the classroom.

office.

Teacher Cui took a sip of water and looked at Qin Muchu:

"Tell me, what's the matter? I went to rehearsal and came back so soon. Could it be that the show was banned? That's embarrassing, I won't help you and Director Jin to intercede."

Qin Muchu smiled wryly.

"You can wait for me to order it. Don't worry, I'll be waiting to see your student's song shocking the music world on the [-]th night of this year."

"Blow it and you will."

Teacher Cui smiled.

She was joking just now, and she also knew that Qin Muchu and Zeng Li had been invited to the Spring Festival Gala, after all, the chief director personally invited them.

"Then what's the matter with you? Tell me quickly."

Qin Muchu hesitated for a moment and said:

"I told you not to get excited."

Teacher Cui rolled his eyes:
"Excited? I haven't seen such a big storm? You just beat Xiao Jin, and I wouldn't be excited if you were the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala!"

"How do you know?" Qin Muchu pretended to be surprised.

"Get out, I don't have time to tease you, I have to go home and cook."

Teacher Cui stood up and was about to leave.

Qin Muchu hurriedly grabbed Teacher Cui,

"Don't worry, although it's not the chief director, it's actually only one word short."

As he spoke, he took out his task card and put it in Teacher Cui's hand.

"What is this? The Spring Festival Gala program group..."

Teacher Cui picked up the work card and only saw the biggest words, so he took out his glasses and put them on.

"Name, Qin Muchu, position, assistant director."

After wearing glasses, I can see clearly.

Teacher Cui looked at the work card, and then at Qin Muchu.

"It's me. Although the photo looks a little green, I'm the only one with the handsome look between the brows."

Qin Muchu flicked his bangs.

"you……"

Teacher Cui was a little choked up, pointing to the work card,
"Really?"

"real!"

Qin Muchu nodded heavily.

He looked at Teacher Cui who was so excited and smiled.

That's why he had to meet and tell Mr. Cui the news in person.

"You're so good!"

Thousands of words are finally condensed into only one word "good".

Teacher Cui patted Qin Muchu's head and patted his shoulder.

……

Coming out of Yanying, Qin Muchu sat in the car and considered calling Jiang Wen also to make him happy.

"Hello? What are you doing?" Jiang Wen was still so direct.

"I've become the director of the Spring Festival Gala. There's a show... Hey, hello! Hang up?"

On the other side, Zhou Yun looked at Jiang Wen who put down his phone, and asked:

"Who? The call is over so soon?"

Jiang Wen immediately smiled, squatted down, and gently touched Zhou Yun's stomach.

At this time, Zhou Yun was already a little pregnant.

"It's Qin Muchu." Jiang Wen pressed his face against Zhou Yun's stomach.

"Xiao Qin? Then why did he die so quickly?" Zhou Yun said in surprise.

"That kid is insane, he probably just woke up and fell asleep." Jiang Wen said indifferently.

"Tch, how is it possible, Xiao Qin is not you, he never sleeps in late... Come on, don't stick to it, you can only hear something when you are only four months old."

Zhou Yun pushed Jiang Wen.

"Hey, who said he couldn't hear it, I heard him calling my dad."

"He also said that Xiao Qin was in a daze, I think you were in a daze."

Zhou Yun rolled his eyes, but when he touched his belly, a charming smile appeared on his face naturally...

(End of this chapter)