Actor: Thank you.

While Zhang Yuan went to another table to toast, the people from the Theatre Academy started to chatter quietly.

"Hehe." Lou Yixiao covered her mouth with her hand and leaned close to his ear.

"So much, can you drink it?"

"Would you like me to help you share some of the burden?"

This girl is quite loyal because it was Chen He who introduced her to the crew.

"No, it's okay..."

After saying that, Chen He squinted his eyes and took a look. Then he picked up the decanter that Zhang Yuan pushed in front of him and poured a lot of it into Li Jinming's cup beside him.

"What are you doing?" Miss Li looked at him in surprise.

"Nonsense, I'll take the blame for you."

"I was punished because I spoke up for you." Chen He replied in a very distinctive voice.

"Have it?"

"Of course, I went to tell him that you were scolded because you sprained your ankle, and that's why they helped you."

Chen He avoided the main point and talked about the trivial matter.

Most of his classmates were young people and they didn’t understand what Zhang Yuan meant at all, so he hid his thoughts in front of his classmates.

"Oh, yeah, he's helped you out several times these past few days... Could it be that he's attracted to you?"

Lou Yixiao and Zhao Ji put their faces together and looked at her.

He looked very interested.

"Don't talk nonsense, she's a big star."

Li Jinming took a sip of the wine that Chen He poured for her, and soon her cheeks turned pink.

I don’t know if it was because of the alcohol or because of what my classmates said.

"Are you sure he asked you to drink, not because of you...relative?" Sun Yizhou also came over and asked in a low voice.

"Probably not."

Chen He thought, if he wanted to punish me because of poet Chen, it would not be so easy and he could just drink a few glasses to get over it.

This made him a little confused and he didn't know what Zhang Yuan wanted to do.

He couldn't see as far as Zhang Yuan, so he couldn't see clearly.

Zhang Yuan’s intentions towards him were actually not complicated.

Chen He might be a second- or third-rate actor, but his ability in creating variety show effects is first-rate.

This is a talent!
Although in the entertainment industry, it may be considered a low-level ability.

After all, he is an acting major.

I guess this is one of the reasons why poet Chen rarely mentions him.

But this ability can make money and can be exchanged for ratings and traffic.

It may not be very useful now, but it will be very useful in the era of traffic in the near future.

If an artist can do well in variety shows, film and television, he can have food to eat for the rest of his life.

And if you are proficient in both, that would be amazing, and you can easily become a top star.

However, there are very few people who are good at both. Among male artists, there are only a few such as Deng Chao, Sun Honglei, and Huang Bo who can be the top in both variety shows and film and television.

However, if you do too many variety shows, it will affect your character creation in film and television works. The audience will easily think of the effects you create, and the sense of immersion when watching the film will be reduced.

Chen He does not have this kind of trouble. Whether he appears on variety shows or not, the audience sees him as Zeng Xiaoxian, exactly the same.

So not only will Zhang Yuan not deliberately mess with him, he will also cooperate with him when appropriate.

This will bring benefits to yourself, and there is another advantage.

That is "establishing a character".

Even if I have conflicts with his cousin, it will not affect my cooperation with him. This way, more people can feel at ease working with me.

However, the attention of the "Shanghai Theatre Gang" was not on Chen He at all.

After the topic about Li Jinming and Zhang Yuan started, everyone's attention was focused on gossip.

"I think it's good!" Lou Yi calmed down.

“We have money and resources.”

"The key is that it's still good."

"You know, some of our classmates have to accompany those old men whose bellies are as big as pregnant women's and whose hair on the top of their heads is less than my armpit hair for money and resources."

"He is much better than those guys."

"That's right." Zhao Ji also chimed in.

"Don't talk nonsense... She may not be attracted to me." Li Jinming denied it first, then added with some inferiority complex.

"Take the initiative." Lou Yixiao extended the back of his hand and slid it across Li Jinming's cheek: "Look at your delicate skin and tender flesh. Any man who sees you would not want to touch you."

"I want to touch it too." Zhao Ji continued.

"Besides, what if someone falls in love with you?"

"If he doesn't like you, why would he help you?"

"Don't be stupid. You didn't even take the hint from others and missed another good opportunity."

"Really...?" He was still a little unconfident.

Lou Yixiao is also using student thinking to analyze.

After all, if a boy on campus shows off like a peacock spreading its feathers in front of female classmates, especially if he always helps out, he must be interesting and want to date.

When I was a student, this idea was indeed fine.

"What are you talking about?" After drinking, Zhang Yuan returned to the main table.

"No, nothing." Li Jinming replied with red cheeks.

"Oh." Zhang Yuan just asked casually and didn't care.

"I've met several people from Shanghai Theatre Academy, Hu Ge, Yuan Hong, and Li Bingbing. They are all very talented, and are no worse than those from the imperial capital's schools."

When he said this, everyone smiled.

People from Shanghai Film Studio said that Shanghai Theatre Academy was not good, but people from the capital praised us.

It is easy for people to have a misunderstanding, that is, things that are close to them smell bad, while things that are far away smell good.

Just like elders.

People who live with the elderly all day long often look down on each other and even quarrel with each other.

But if a younger generation who hasn’t seen the elderly for a year or two comes to visit, they will be very happy.

It's easy to hate someone the more you get to know him.

And humans are naturally attracted to abstract concepts rather than real people.

To be a star chaser means to like an abstract concept, a star created by one’s own imagination and the other party.

If you were to live with a celebrity, it would become boring after a week.

The guy from Shanghai Film Studio must have heard a lot of bad things about Shanghai Theatre Academy, and he said that deliberately because of his stance.

In fact, the situation in the imperial capital is not much better.

Or even worse…

“If there is an opportunity, I would like to work more with you.”

"Come, let me toast to everyone."

Everyone stood up and emptied their glasses.

Zhang Yuan glanced around.

Sun Yizhou is not bad, and Wang Chuanjun and Jin Shijia can also be used as long as they are "trained" well.

Lou Yixiao...I have to control myself and not let her do anything to my face.

Now she is fair and tender, and has a very distinctive look.

Why do you have to give yourself a face like an internet celebrity?

His eyes swept over Li Jinming.

Ok?
Zhang Yuan found that everyone else had finished drinking, but she was still drinking.

Apparently a lot was poured into the glass.

It’s time to look at Chen He’s decanter again.

The boy is trying to play tricks on me... Zhang Yuan turned around and called his assistant.

"Dandan, open another bottle of red wine and fill Chen He's decanter."

Chen He:......

"Even if we only get along for a few days, we are still friends."

"Since we are friends, we can't avoid drinking, right?"

"Correct!"

A few men started drinking and making a fuss.

After Lou Yixiao finished shouting, he winked at Li Jinming.

"hint."

"What hint?"

"Tsk, stupid!" Miss Lou rolled her eyes and said, "I'm helping you again, didn't you see?"

"Is that so..." Li Jinming's cheeks turned a few shades redder, perhaps because of the full glass of red wine she just drank.

After they had almost finished eating, Zhang Yuan asked his assistant to pay the bill.

"No one wants to compete with me..." Zhang Yuan complained in his heart.

It is true that the land and water shape the people.

If it were in the imperial capital, there would definitely be people pretending to pay the bill.

Old Han does this every time.

He shouted that he wanted to pay the bill, but he just reached into his pocket with his back hand, so there was no way he could take it out.

Besides, who would dare to ask him to treat us?

If we go to the Northeast, we will even fight over paying the bill.

The people in Shanghai were quite straightforward. Since it was agreed who would invite the guests, there was no objection.

"Call a designated driver, or take a taxi home."

"You've been drinking, so you can't drive!" Zhang Yuan specifically warned when they arrived outside the restaurant.

He thought of the unlucky guy Wu Jing.

My brother has suffered this loss.

"How do you go back?"

Zhang Yuan looked at Li Jinming who had sprained his foot.

"Forget it, I'll give you a ride."

"Don't be reluctant to take a taxi, squeeze into the bus, and get hurt again."

He invited her to get into his business car.

"Hint!" Lou Yixiao covered her mouth with her hand again and whispered.

Then he made a pinching motion with his hands.

"Where do you live?"

After getting in the car, Li Jinming gave an address, which was the old residential area where she rented a house.

It’s not far away, just over ten minutes’ drive away.

The old residential areas in Shanghai are somewhat different from those in Beijing, but they are basically the same.

The roads are irregular, smell like sewers, and are much more humid than in the north.

"Dandan, you and the driver turn off the engine and wait for me."

"She sprained her ankle. I'll take her upstairs."

"Okay." The assistant agreed.

"Hint!" Li Jinming widened her already round almond-shaped eyes.

"Let's go."

She lives on the sixth floor, which is the top floor of this kind of old community.

There is no elevator, so the rent for the top floor is cheaper.

There are hundreds of steps along the way.

Zhang Yuan held her arm and walked side by side on the not-so-wide cement stairs. The distance between the two was very close, and their shoulders would rub against each other from time to time.

Li Jinming's heart was pounding!
It's like a wound string, there's no way to stop it.

Zhang Yuan frowned under the flickering light of the voice-controlled lamp.

Even with my own support, going upstairs is difficult.

Maybe you can walk faster if you carry it on your back or hug it.

One can imagine how difficult it was for her to go back and forth yesterday.

Creak... After opening a black and gray iron gate, the man took out an old-fashioned key, the brass one.

I opened a wooden door that was originally light yellow, but had many cracks and paint peeling due to aging.

As soon as the door was opened, a faint musty smell came out from the room.

The Magic City, or the Yangtze River Delta and many southern regions have a "specialty" called "Huangmei Days".

In short, there are several months every year when it is damp whether you open the windows or not.

Furniture and wall coverings are prone to mold.

Therefore, the agency fees of several domestic imported latex paint brands seem to be mostly from Shanghai, perhaps because there is demand.

Zhang Yuan sniffed.

This time he didn't frown.

"came back."

"They're all back."

The smell was both annoying and familiar to him.

The shabby little house that I shared with Zhao Jin back then also had a similar smell.

"Is your room accessible?"

"I want to go in and sit down."

"It's...convenient for you..." Li Jinming swallowed hard and answered intermittently.

This isn't even a hint, it should be an explicit statement!

"Come in... do it." Miss Li took a deep breath and answered bravely.

"Well, let's go inside."

Zhang Yuan followed her into the room.

"Why don't you turn on the light?"

But after entering, Li Jinming did not turn on the lights.

Especially after the door was closed, the room was pitch black, with only a few rays of moonlight shining into the room through the gaps in the balcony curtains, faintly leading a path for the two of them.

Yes, you can also see the balcony from the door of this house.

The layout should be what is called a one-bedroom apartment in the imperial capital, and a one-room apartment in Shanghai.

And it's not the kind of independent one-bedroom apartment that most people think of.

Gas and toilets are shared by several families.

After entering my room, there was only a small table, a bed and a small balcony.

This kind of house is cheap enough.

"I...didn't pay the electricity bill." Li Jinming answered in a low voice, very ashamed.

"Forgot to make friends?"

"I forgot about the two months..."

Zhang Yuan: …

It’s not that I forgot, it’s that I really don’t have money to pay the electricity bill.

I'm good!

I eat a box lunch all day and there is no electricity when I get home.

This day passed...

Although he was also miserable at the beginning, he is a man.

Girls look even more miserable when they do this.

"Hand it in quickly, don't do it in the dark, or you'll hit your knee again."

"No, I'm familiar with it. I can walk with my eyes closed."

"I was talking about my knees!"

This guy was smart and did not forget to pay his mobile phone bill, otherwise the crew would not be able to contact him.

The administrative efficiency here in Shanghai is quite high. Even in the middle of the night, there are people serving at the power company.

I made a phone call and the person on the other end said I could pay the bill using my cell phone and the electricity would be back soon.

The advance payment from Wang Yuan to her for the film has arrived, and she can finally get electricity at home.

Otherwise, the two of them would be just chatting nonsense in this dark room.

It would take some time for the power to be turned on, so Zhang Yuan groped for a chair and sat down.

"Hey!"

As soon as I sat down, I sat on something and quickly picked it up.

There are two round ones, with straps attached...

Well, a girl living alone can be pretty messy, with her underwear thrown everywhere.

"Give it to me..." Li Jinming quickly took it and hid it behind him.

"Sorry." Zhang Yuan quickly handed it to her.

The cup size is not big… Zhang Yuan estimated based on the style.

That’s right, if you are hungry all the time, you will eventually starve to death no matter how old you are.

"You don't have electricity or lights here, how do you usually read the script?"

"Look in the corridor. There are lights in the corridor."

"Hey, I remember the corridor here is equipped with voice-controlled lights."

"I have a cough……"

Zhang Yuan: …

Good guy.

Others use their brains when reading the script, but you use your voice when reading the script!

No wonder you always get your lines wrong during the day. With the way you prepare, you're considered a natural talent to be able to speak them correctly.

It's normal to be scolded.

In fact, when Zhang Yuan saw her hiding the lunch box that day, he felt a sense of empathy and recalled the past.

There are days when I have trouble even having food.

Although it didn't last long, it happened.

Only by experiencing it can you empathize.

Those who are born into a good family and have favorable conditions probably cannot understand it.

Zhang Yuan felt a little lonely.

It's rare to see such people around me.

It’s not that such people don’t exist, but that after climbing up for a while, it’s difficult for them to reach the real bottom again.

All day long, it's either big productions or luxury cars and mansions.

Now I drive a million-dollar luxury car when I go out, and I will soon own a billion-dollar mansion.

If this goes on for a long time, it will be easy to lose touch with reality.

Not a good thing.

It's such a coincidence that such a person happened to come. Maybe it's God's reminder to me.

Take this opportunity to reshape your mindset.

In addition, from a businessman's perspective, Li Jinming was at the lowest point in his life.

Maybe she didn't have the chance to make it to the front line.

But with the popularity of "Love Apartment", there is still a chance to temporarily make it to the second or third tier cities.

Then, in the process from the trough to the peak, it is your profitable stage.

Just like the fundamentals of profiting from the stock market.

Zhang Yuan remembered that this person did not participate in the filming of the second season of "Love Apartment" in his previous life.

The reason was that he was anxious to earn a living, so he went to Anhui Satellite TV to be a host to earn announcement fees, but ended up missing the schedule.

In the Chinese entertainment industry, it is no problem for a second- or third-tier artist to earn several million yuan a year.

I can definitely give them a very "inhumane" contract and squeeze them hard...

But that would make you a capitalist.

Reshape your mindset, reshape your mindset...it's better to give a proper contract.

According to industry norms, if a new artist like her is not famous yet, the agency would be very kind to her if she gets 50% of the compensation.

It is usually 37.

It depends on the other party's wishes.

Seeing that he was silent for a while, Li Jinming waited obediently.

Although I didn't do anything, my heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

After a while, Zhang Yuan slowly spoke.

“Do you have any plans for future development?”

"Make money to pay the rent first."

When you are poor, dreams are so close, just in front of your eyes.

Zhang Yuan did not criticize her for being short-sighted because what she said was correct.

"To make money, you have to take jobs."

"To get work, you need channels."

"Well, I'll just say it straight."

"Would you like to follow me?"

Li Jinming:!!!

So direct!
Sure enough, what Yixiao said was right.

If you don't like me, why would you help me?

Yes, they like it, but the two people may have different understandings of like.

"I...will."

"Oh." Zhang Yuan didn't expect the other party to answer so readily.

"Okay, then it's better to do it today than to wait for a better day..."

He wants to fuck me... Li Jinming's head was dizzy.

The red wine I drank at the dinner table just now is also taking effect.

“People defend me so much.”

"It's been a long time since I felt so reliable."

"Then... come on."

She continued to get drunk and became bolder.

She thought that if Lou Yixiao gave her a chance, she should take the initiative.

Yes, take the initiative!
"Let's discuss the details of the cooperation, hoping to satisfy both parties..."

Snap, snap, snap!

The starter of the old incandescent lamp in the room jumped several times.

At this point, the house finally rang.

After flickering several times, the light came on, causing pain in Zhang Yuan's eyes as he was used to the darkness.

He wrinkled his eyelids, lowered his head and rubbed his eyes with his hands for a long time before he recovered.

But when he raised his head and was about to continue the conversation, his whole body froze.

The girl in front of him crossed her arms, bit her lips, and looked straight at him with eyes full of spring water. (End of this chapter)