Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 160 Do you want to contradict the teacher?

Fate is like a stubborn adolescent, stubbornly resisting Zhen Jiecheng's flapping wings.

Carefully connect various coincidences to try to bring the route back to the established track.

It is clear that "Let the Bullets Fly" was released four years earlier, but after all the twists and turns, "Ma" is still the same "Ma"!
Miao Pu, class of 98, Department of Acting, Beijing Film Academy, is exactly one year older than Zhen Jiecheng.

But he was an "older" student, nearly two years older than Zhou Yun.

Compared to the star attributes of the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy, Miao Pu is more like an actor of the Central Academy of Drama. The audience is much more familiar with the roles he plays than his name.

For example: Compared with Sha Zhu's "Man is Iron and Rice is Steel", Liang Ladi is also a cook and a widow, but she forces herself to give birth to a child for Nan Yi.

For example, the heroic Mu Guiying.

Another example is the capable and strict Jinghua.

At that time, as a Chang'an girl born and raised in the Sanqin land, Miao Pu had just finished her ignorant freshman year, and then she met a freshman with thick eyebrows and big eyes - Zhen Jiecheng.

The honest "neighborhood boy" is from Anhui Province, but he has deep feelings for the Loess Plateau.

My younger brother said: Chang'an holds China's dreams in the clouds!
There is Li Bai's wild romance and Du Fu's melancholy.

There is Bai Juyi's success at a young age, and there is also Wang Wei's poetic rhythm and painting fragrance.

Meng Jiao was in high spirits here, and Du Mu returned to his roots here.

My younger brother said: The bright white moonlight hangs high above the ancient blue brick wall, and flowery skirts and silk gowns dance lightly under the bright lights of the long street.

Qinqiang is rough, tragic, and high-pitched, engraving thousands of years of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness on the loess plateau.

Oil-splashed noodles, rolled noodles, and belt noodles, pick up a bowl of Huanggui thick wine, and drink the entire Yellow River into your throat.

My brother said, I can’t go on.

One mind can do two things, but one mouth cannot speak two things.

He was eating the granary with great enthusiasm, and his little mouth was so busy that how could he have any free time?
In a daze, the nursery was completely lost. When I reacted, I suddenly heard the honest man's caring reminder: Sister, mine is very big, please bear with it.

"Give me the phone!"

Zhen Jiecheng snatched Jiang Wen's phone, glared at him fiercely, then turned off the speaker and found a secluded place where no one was.

"Sister, are you in the car that the crew sent to pick you up?"

"Well, what happened?"

"Ask the driver to stop the car, and then you get out. I have something to tell you."

"Just tell me. What's there to hide?" Miao Pu said this, but still signaled the driver to stop the car. "You are the only one who has too many problems! Okay, you can tell me now."

"Sister, why did you take this role?"

"Oh, I'm an actor, isn't it normal for me to accept a role?" Miao Pu said with a smile, "Besides, Let the Bullets Fly is such a high-quality resource, of course I have to accept it!"

"But it's just a cameo! Just one scene!"

"What's wrong with a cameo? No matter how big or small the role is, treat it as a serious play. Don't treat bean buns as solid food!"

"Sister, tell me the truth, don't try to fool me!"

"Okay, okay, sister, just tell me the truth, okay?" Miao Pu's tone began to turn sarcastic, "I accepted this role because the character's lines were so well written and touched my heart!"

"Lines?" Zhen Jiecheng was stunned.

"Yes, the lines!" He switched directly to the Chang'an dialect and performed it live on the phone, "This old man, this little liar!"

"Chatting with me about Shaanxi seven years ago!"

"Not only did you cheat me out of my money, you also cheated me of my body! You don't even have the credibility!"

"He owes me a favor, so he's leaving!"

"If they hadn't come to question me in broad daylight, the girl might have thought I was a hostage in the hands of a bandit and kidnapped and killed me!"

Yan Jiecheng:
"Sister, don't talk nonsense. When did I cheat you of your money?"

"I paid you back, okay? I also prepared another gift!"

"Oh? Then who paid for the room you rented for the day you ruined my health?"

Zhen Jiecheng: (￣.￣)
"It's good that you bought the birth control pills, but who paid for it?"

Zhen Jiecheng: (_)

"You said you had a huge deficit and needed to make up for it. Who paid for the feast?"

Zhen Jiecheng: (︶︹︺)
"You bought me a gift and I overdrew my living expenses. Then you ate and drank at my expense that month. The gift was only worth a few dozen dollars, but I paid hundreds of dollars!"

"No way! Sister, it's at most a hundred, okay?" Zhen Jiecheng retorted.

"Bullshit! After you finish eating and drinking, you just pat your dick and drag me to a hotel to eat and drink your food. Isn't it me who pays for the room?"

"Oh, by the way, you took a picture of my vagina!"

Zhen Jiecheng: ()
"I have to thank Director Jiang for giving me a chance!"

"I've called you dad so many times, it's time to make it up to you and hear you call me mom for once!"

"Jiecheng, please keep your emotions in check. If I'm not satisfied with your shouting, I will ask the director to do it again!"

"du~du~du~"

The phone was hung up.

Zhen Jiecheng walked to Jiang Wen with a sullen face and returned the phone to him.

"I refuse to guest star!"

"Don't, brother. This is a surprise I specially prepared for you!" Jiang Wen hurriedly advised, "Besides, if you fall down, there will be no one to fill in temporarily. Wouldn't this delay the filming progress of the crew?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the set.

"It's not just time that's wasted, because time represents money!"

"How much investment is required to feed so many people?"

"As soon as I close my eyes, and as soon as I open them, a lot of money is gone!"

"With such high expenses, every bit of savings counts!"

Zhen Jiecheng could never have imagined how Jiang Wen could come up with the idea of ​​"saving a little is a little" so boldly.

But looking at his righteous look, Zhen Jiecheng knew very well that it was a waste of time to argue with the shameless bastard about this.

So we shifted our goal.

"Who said there's no one to take over? I think Ma Ke will be fine!"

"Marco? No, no! He's already over thirty, he can't act eight years old."

"Shit! Then I can act in my twenties?" Zhen Jiecheng spat wildly, "And Miao Pu, she's not even thirty yet!"

"As for Miao Pu's age, it takes talent to act young, but it's too easy to act old. It's just a matter of putting on makeup, simple!" Jiang Wen licked his face, "As for you, aren't you younger than Ma Ke? And you have better acting skills than him! You can create a comedic effect without being too inconsistent!"

"Besides, you are much more famous than Ma Ke. If you use this as a hype to promote the movie, it will attract more audiences, right?"

After a pause,
"Jie Cheng, you don't want "Let the Bullets Fly" to fail at the box office, do you?"

Then make up the knife.

"Jiecheng, Zhou Yun is bored, you don't want me to call Cheng Hao over to chat with Zhou Yun, right?"

"Jiecheng, I've been full of inspiration lately. You don't want me to change the script and suddenly add a role suitable for Hu Jing, right?"

"you"

Only when the boomerang lands on you, you will know how much it hurts.

Faced with Jiang Wen's improvisation and his own way of dealing with him, Zhen Jiecheng had no choice but to nod stiffly.

"I'll act!"

"Well! I'm going to get a haircut later. Except for a tuft of hair on the forehead, all the rest will be shaved off!" Jiang Wen crossed his legs, looking very proud.

"Don't go too far!"

"Too much?" Jiang Wen spread his hands. "How can you think so? This is all for the needs of the film, for art!"

"Don't worry, it won't affect your appearance on the red carpet at Cannes! After the filming is finished, you can pluck out the remaining hairs and put on a wig, right?"

Looking at Zhen Jiecheng's back as he left with gritted teeth, Jiang Wen's face was filled with joy as if he had licked bee poop.

Waving to the assistant,

"I don't care what method you use, just record the process of Jiecheng shaving his head."

"When we promote the movie later, we'll use this footage to hype it up!"

"By the way, we also took a picture of Jiecheng shaving his head after the filming. Wouldn't it be a waste if we don't put such good material into the movie poster?"

"Remember, do it quietly, don't let Jiecheng find out."

"This guy is born in the Year of the Dog. We must prevent him from jumping off the wall in desperation!"

"Give me the horn!"

Yan Jiecheng publicly challenged the authority of "Director Jiang" for the first time on the set.

There was no need for any euphemisms, there was no lubrication at all.

"Give it to Jiecheng, what are you hesitating about?" Jiang Wen smiled at the assistant who was in a dilemma. "I'm directing and acting by myself, so it's inevitable that I'll be distracted."

"Jiecheng, thank you for your help. Let's follow the previous rules! You control it and I'll review it." Upon hearing this, everyone on the set widened their eyes.

Is this Jiang Wen?
"Wait a minute, I have a question about this plot..."

"You have an idea, right?" Jiang Wen interrupted Zhen Jiecheng, raised his hand and pretended to listen, "Come on, Jiecheng, you can talk. Don't worry about me."

"I said it on the first day when the crew gathered, if one person makes a mistake, everyone will make a mistake!"

"Don't worry that I will be arbitrary and won't listen to your opinions, because I have sincerely turned over a new leaf and changed my ways!"

"Don't worry about me getting angry or even being petty and vindictive. I'm already 43 years old, I won't be as hot-tempered as young people!"

Patted his chest,
"A real man should stick to his word. He should keep his word!"

"So, if you have constructive comments about the film, please feel free to speak up."

"What the hell are these actors and directors? Let's discuss this together. We are all here to create better art!"

Everyone was completely confused.

Li Pingbin no longer cracks melon seeds.

Ma Ke rubbed his eyes hard, feeling that what he saw was an illusion.

Liang Jiahui and Ge You looked at each other in bewilderment.

Jiang Wen, on the other hand, faced everyone's strange looks calmly and composedly.

Especially when he saw the corners of Zhen Jiecheng's mouth twitching, he held his head high with pride.

Suddenly I felt the world was so vast, it was so damn nice!
After being "Jiang Wen" for a long time, wouldn't it be an interesting experience to be "Xu Jinglei" for once?

Damn Lu Chuan, she didn't enjoy such a good treatment and even cried. She is just like a wild boar that can't eat fine bran, what a fool!

Not like me,
Jiang Wen is elegant, easy-going, good-tempered and broad-minded!
Jiang Wen's commitment to fulfilling his promise gave the crew of "Let the Bullets Fly" a strange aura.

It just so happens that Jiang Wen performed with great devotion, and Zhen Jiecheng also controlled the performance with great precision.

The shooting progress increased instead of decreased, and became smoother.

Until Miao Pu arrived!
The roles were immediately swapped, Jiang Wen took over the loudspeaker again, and Zhen Jiecheng became an actor.

"Laugh? What's so funny?"

"Jiecheng is devoting himself to art. Isn't it just a change of hairstyle? Isn't it just wearing a red bellyband? What's the big fuss?"

Jiang Wen, who took the lead in smiling, grinned and "harshly criticized" other actors and staff.

The corners of his mouth were forced to show his teeth, and even Liu Yife present had to admit that she was inferior to him.

"Miao Pu, you too! A mother will never dislike her son's ugliness, how can you laugh at your own son?"

"Oh, yes, yes, yes! Director Jiang is right!" Miao Pu said while laughing, so much so that he got a stitch in the side, but he was still laughing while squatting on the ground with his hands on his stomach.

"Yang Mi! You actually laughed at your senior?"

"Ah? I didn't laugh! I didn't! Director Jiang, please don't accuse me!" Yang Mi covered her face, but she couldn't hide her flushed skin, which clearly showed through her fingers.

"Old Li, you're almost Jie Cheng's personal photographer, how can you laugh at your partner?"

"You're talking bullshit! I was just having fun eating Yeye melon seeds. It has nothing to do with Jiecheng at all!" Li Pingbin retorted strongly, ignoring the fact that his shoulders were still shaking.

"Alright! Let's just assume that what you said is true!" Jiang Wen curled his lips, "All units get ready, filming will begin in ten minutes!"

Jiang Wen was ready to find fault with Zhen Jiecheng and opened fire on him!
With such a good opportunity, wouldn't it be a pity not to take revenge on the crew of "Letter from a Stranger"?

Let's put things one way and the other, grabbing the loudspeaker is grabbing the loudspeaker, and criticizing the acting skills must be compensated on the same level.

However, Zhen Jiecheng disappointed him.

When facing his ex-girlfriend, he just laid down completely and let go completely.

Especially when Jiang Wen pointed at Miao Pu and asked, "Is this your biological mother?"

Zhen Jiecheng said without hesitation, "Yes, mom!"

Then he pointed at Ge You and asked, "Is this your biological father?"

"What's my family's business got to do with you? Your mother!"

The expression is savage and the movements are wild.

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm and pushed Jiang Wen hard according to the predetermined arrangement.

The micro-expressions are extremely rich, and the body language is vivid and natural.

There is absolutely no trace of performance!
Jiang Wen was pushed and staggered, and was subconsciously stunned.

The next second, a familiar mocking voice rang in my ears:

"Yo! That's it?"

"Is this what the acting graduates of the Central Academy of Drama are like?"

"What a famous director! In my opinion, he is not much better than Yang Mi, a freshman at the Beijing Film Academy!"

"How could such a simple scene go wrong?"

"I just made a slight move, and you couldn't catch up?"

As he said this, he waved to Zhao Fei.
"Brother, please give me a copy of this footage later. I will take it back to the acting department and have them use it as material for next year's promotional video!"

“The title is: “The Central Academy of Drama, That’s It?”

Miao Pu came that day and left the next day.

That night, Zhen Jiecheng took her out for a midnight snack and then sent her back to her room, but the next second Miao Pu closed the door.

Before Zhen Jiecheng could even open his mouth, he was pushed down by Miao Pu.

"Before, you were the one who poked me. I felt unhappy, so I had to ride you this time!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound,
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no wonder you like to shoot the ditch, it feels really good!"

"Don't move, lie still!"

"Come on, call mom!"

"Sister, you're crazy!" Zhen Jiecheng struggled.

"Crazy? Then why didn't you mention that you were crazy when you asked me to call you dad?" Miao Pu said it, but he couldn't be thick-skinned after all, so he took a step back and said, "Then call me godmother!"

"Can I call you sister-in-law?"

"Haha, you're so beautiful!" Miao Pu spat, "I'm telling you, I've already relaxed the conditions, don't think about pushing it any further, just scream!"

"Pah!" Another slap.

"Hurry up, no discussion! Shout!"

"Hiss! You little brat, how dare you talk back to your godmother?"

"so rude!"

"Hiss! You little brat, how dare you be distracted when you're talking back to your godmother?"

"Did my guest appearance disappoint you?"

"Are you wondering why it's not the 00-level Dong Xuan? Or the 93-level sister who has the guts to steal but doesn't have the means to do it?"

"Wait, you're not still thinking about that senior sister's homeroom teacher, are you?"

"You want to talk back to the teacher? You don't still want the teacher to teach and educate you, do you?"

"Alright! I feel relieved now, we're even now!"

He took out a bill and threw it to Zhen Jiecheng.
"Here, a hundred dollars, use it to make up for it!"

As Zhen Jiecheng was stunned, he waved his hands.

"What are you still standing there for? Get out!"

"I'm tired, don't disturb my sleep!"

Is this the entertainment industry?

This is the entertainment industry!

There is Dabai in front and Miaopu behind.

It's not that I'm not serious, but I'm very open-minded.

That's why a group of like-minded people are formed, and they can still have a friendly chat when they meet.

Zhen Jiecheng, on the other hand, was even more open-minded and not at all troubled.

He patted his face, muttered to himself, and went back to his room to sleep.

The next day, Miao Pu was sent away.

Afterwards, he took Yang Mi to watch the "Tou Tou Tou" on the spot and witnessed the strange and large breasts.

As time approaches, the trip to Cannes is just around the corner!
"Wang Mojing is the chairman of the jury."

Zhen Jiecheng grinned, full of confidence.

"Hehehe, this time, the advantage is mine!"

(End of this chapter)