Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 7 He is really good at it!
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Don’t believe it!
Mrs. Chang, who has taught performance at the Central Academy of Drama for decades, has long developed a pair of sharp eyes. What kind of monsters and demons has she not seen?

He did not respond to Zhen Jiecheng's explanation, but just watched calmly. It was not until Zhen Jiecheng could no longer hold back and began to feel at a loss what to do that he spoke lightly.

"Oh? Looking for actors? Did you bring the script?"

"Ah? A script? Wait a minute!"

Zhen Jiecheng hurriedly opened his shoulder bag and started searching.

However.
I raised my head in embarrassment.
"Well, if I say I forgot to bring it, would you believe me?"

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet!

This time, it was Old Lady Chang who couldn't hold it anymore.

I've seen liars!
I've never seen anyone who can't even pick up the excuse given by others after telling a lie!

No, maybe he is just too lazy to answer it!

It's a blatant provocation from a habitual offender!
As she thought about this, even if Old Lady Chang had other thoughts, she could feel the blood vessels in her forehead throbbing.

He gave Zhen Jiecheng a fierce look.
"Come on! Follow me to the office and talk!"

The distance to Mrs. Chang’s office was not too far, but Zhen Jiecheng felt it was so long at the moment.

Along the way, more and more people are looking at me.
There were even some people who came to watch the fun and greeted him.

"Hey, isn't this Jie Cheng?"

"Jie Cheng, I heard that you haven't been concentrating on your career recently?"

"Jie Cheng, you couldn't hold it in and came out to look for food, and then you were arrested on the spot?"

The atmosphere became more and more lively, and kind-hearted people even explained in detail the deeds of the Beijing Film Academy's love saint to the curious freshmen.
Especially the male compatriots, they wish that the female students would be alert immediately and stay away from bad deeds.

In this regard, Zhen Jiecheng simply let it go.

How about love!
Things have come to this, the worst that can happen is that Lao Li will just receive another phone call and get criticized. Lao Li has been criticized so many times anyway, so this time won't matter.

So I raised my head,
The posture also relaxes.

By the way, I looked around.

Looking around, I actually saw quite a few familiar faces.

Special Forces Soldier Xiaozhuang,
Wow, this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, we are the same kind of people!

Yo,

Isn’t this the ex-girlfriend of Charlotte’s class teacher?
It’s a pity that the granary is still a little small, otherwise it would match the temperament.

Zhen Jiecheng had to call on his Italian and Matador brothers to fight back against the Western Eight countries, Fakhriya!

By the way, he also drew a clear line with Li An and became irreconcilable with Liang Chaowei.

and many more!

Look who I spotted!

Successor of Yi Yang Finger!

If Xia Yu and Liu Xing are brothers who have been separated for many years, then Yi Yang Finger and Wang Luoxun are equally confusing to distinguish.

More importantly, they have work to do.

One finger, flick, flick, flick,

Pop up. Something went wrong!

As a familiar face came into view, Zhen Jiecheng could no longer maintain his leisurely attitude.
What's going on? Didn't she go to film "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils"? Why did she show up at school?
Zhen Jiecheng strongly suspected that he had encountered something dirty today, otherwise how could he have such bad luck.

Looking at those eyes that blink gently, they are like butterflies fluttering their wings.

Zhen Jiecheng had to admit that he was the dirty guy!
"Well, I have something to do at school, how about you?"

Cheng Hao first greeted Old Lady Chang, then looked at Zhen Jiecheng and asked.

"Emmm, me too."

After all, it was because his young self in this life had been tempered enough that Zhen Jiecheng was able to quickly adjust his mentality after a brief loss of consciousness, even though Old Lady Chang snorted in a sarcastic tone at the side.

"Okay, you two can talk later. Let's go to my office first!"

"I've been stared at by so many people along the way. Some people are thick-skinned and don't care, but I can't get used to it!"

"By the way, Cheng Hao, you come too!"

This time, Old Lady Chang didn't glare at Zhen Jiecheng, but she obviously walked faster.

If it had been in the past, she would certainly not have let this bastard off so easily. But now, things are different after all.

Beijing Film Academy is so close to the Central Academy of Drama that any news from the neighboring school can be passed to us in a matter of seconds. In the past few days, news about Zhen Jiecheng writing a movie script and preparing to film it has also appeared in the topic circle of students of the Central Academy of Drama.

As an old professor who has been working in the industry for many years, Mrs. Chang's intelligence information is naturally more accurate.

First of all, the quality of the script can basically be confirmed to be quite good.
Secondly, Zhen Jiecheng's ability was also recognized by the teachers at Beijing Film Academy.
Finally, Ning Hao, who won the Best Director Award at the Beijing University Student Film Festival last year for his film Wednesday, Thursday, was also brought into the team by Zhen Jiecheng. It is said that birds of a feather flock together, and the fact that Ning Hao came to carry the camera directly confirmed the authenticity of the first two pieces of information.

Big screen movies!

Even if it is the debut work of a new director, it is not just the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy that is eyeing it.
In the past, Mrs. Chang had no way to go to the students' homes to ask for money.
Who would have thought that this opportunity would come to me?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Chang almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

Well! The "show of power" along the way has been applied almost enough, and the strength is just right. Next, when I enter the office, it's time to give a sweet date.

Old Mrs. Chang was determined to "educate" this boy well and guide him to inherit the fine traditions of the predecessors of Beijing Film Academy directors and walk on the right path from now on!

By then, won’t the resources of our students from the Central Academy of Drama be available?
Humph, you guys in the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy should not work hard to hone your acting skills, but just be busy showing off every day.

What does it mean that my neighbor stores grain and I store guns? My neighbor is my granary!

"Tell me, who do you like? Whether they are still in school or graduated, I can help you contact them."

"Or I can just organize an audition for the students in school, and you can pick one first!"

Instead of the expected difficulty, Teacher Chang's gentle tone made Zhen Jiecheng feel particularly uncomfortable.

"No, no, no, please don't!"

If this audition goes well, will I have any good results when I return to school?
Zhen Jiecheng finally realized what it meant to be in a difficult situation. The old lady had many tricks up her sleeve. She caught him off guard and used both soft and hard tactics to pursue him relentlessly.

Now that things have come to this, Zhen Jiecheng simply gave a response. After all, this option had been under consideration for a long time.

"Deng Chao!"

"Male lead, I want to try Deng Chao!"

"Deng Chao?" Teacher Chang hesitated, "But Deng Chao seems to have accepted a role in a TV series recently..."

The next second, before Zhen Jiecheng could respond, the old lady continued.

"I'll call him over!"

"You can take a look first. If you think it's suitable, we can discuss the follow-up!"

As he said this, he called for Deng Chao to come.
Then the old lady kindly took Cheng Hao's hand and looked at Zhen Jiecheng with a smile.
"Although I am not the homeroom teacher for Cheng Hao and her classmates, I still have to teach them."

"As a teacher, I can say responsibly that our students, both male and female, have very solid basic acting skills. How about you pick the female lead as well?"

"Teacher Chang, I..."

Cheng Hao on the side quickly spoke, but was quickly interrupted by the old lady.

"Don't talk!"

"But."

"But what but? Why, now that you've graduated, you feel like you've grown stronger and can refute your teacher?" "I"

Cheng Hao turned off the engine and stopped talking. He could only look at her apologetically.
Zhen Jiecheng nodded slightly, indicating that he didn't mind, and then he said,

"Teacher Chang, the heroine of my script is a little girl of a few years old,"

"It's okay. If the heroine isn't good enough, there are still supporting actresses!"

"Even a female supporting role is not allowed!"

The words fell.

Old Mrs. Chang was stunned.
As for Cheng Hao, who was standing aside, even though he had no intention at all, he still looked disappointed.

"Teacher Chang, don't blame me,"

Zhen Jiecheng smiled bitterly and spread his hands.
"Cheng Hao is so beautiful! She doesn't fit the setting of the script at all. Forcing her in would only make it awkward."

In an instant, the air that had just condensed suddenly dispersed.

Old Mrs. Chang's eyes widened.

He first glanced at Cheng Hao, whose long eyelashes were fluttering and whose cheeks were beginning to turn slightly red.

Then he looked at Zhen Jiecheng, whose face was full of sincerity and his eyes were still filled with embarrassment, entanglement, bitterness, apology and other complex emotions.

Hiss! This young man!

The old lady gasped!
No wonder this bastard can go around everywhere.

Look what this says!
He is really good at it!

In the past, the old lady usually felt disappointed with the "victimized" girls, wondering how they could be so stupid and be easily fooled by men.

Now it seems that which girl who is just beginning to fall in love can withstand such a test!
Thinking of this, Old Lady Chang felt more and more unhappy, and the look she showed towards Zhen Jiecheng became more and more unfriendly.

Zhen Jiecheng seemed to have seen nothing and continued to speak to himself.

"If you don't believe me, I can go back and get the script right now and give it to you for review."

"Teacher Chang, I am real."

"Boom boom boom!"

The knock on the door interrupted Zhen Jiecheng's explanation.

Another man with thick eyebrows and big eyes walked into the office.

"Teacher Chang, you're looking for me?"

The young Deng Chao had no time to hide his surprise at seeing the Beijing Film Academy lover and Cheng Hao in the same room, and he first greeted the old lady.

"Yes! The talented guy from Beijing Film Academy is going to make a movie, and the male lead has taken a fancy to you! So I'll ask you to come and audition!"

"Hey, Teacher Chang, you're joking. I'm not a genius at all!" Zhen Jiecheng waved his hands quickly, then looked at Deng Chao, "Hello, Deng Chao, I'm Zhen Jiecheng from the Photography Department of Beijing Film Academy!"

"Hello Jiecheng, I'm Deng Chao!"

Deng Chao was a little confused.
Male protagonist?

The male lead of the movie?

I?
Before he could savor the good fortune that had fallen from the sky, a voice in his ear made Deng Chao quickly retract his attention.
"Then Mr. Chang, I will use your office! I also want to borrow your paper and pen."

"Well, use it!"

The old lady stood up and took Cheng Hao to the other side.
Zhen Jiecheng walked up and sat down without any hesitation, speaking in a very gentle tone.

"By the way, Deng Chao, my script is about funerals."

"If you want to participate, you have to go to the funeral home and find a master undertaker to take you through life for a while. It would be best if you could try to put makeup on the deceased yourself. How about that? Is that okay with you?"

"Ah? Funeral home? Putting on makeup?" Deng Chao's mouth twitched when he heard that, then he gritted his teeth and said, "No problem!"

"Well, besides that, I need you to learn the Jiangcheng dialect. At least the lines in the script can't sound out of place when you read them. Is that okay with you?"

"no problem!"

If it was the dialect of his cousins ​​in Guangxi Province, Deng Chao would be powerless to help, but if it was the Jiangcheng dialect, Deng Chao said he didn't feel much pressure.

"Okay! Then let's start the audition!"

After saying that, he picked up a pen and paper and started writing.

When he raised his head again, the gentleness on his face had disappeared.

After handing over the paper, the scrutinizing eyes also focused on him, causing Deng Chao to straighten his chest slightly involuntarily.

Before he could check the contents on the paper, Zhen Jiecheng's cold voice rang in his ears.
It was like the final exam in middle school, when the invigilator gave the remaining time without any emotion.

"Your father is a mortician in the funeral industry. Because of your father's job, you have been excluded by your classmates since childhood, but you have not received any comfort from your father."

"So you hated this job. When you became an adult, you couldn't wait to leave your family. But you didn't gain anything outside, so you had to come back and take over your father's job due to the pressure of reality."

"As a result, your father got furious with you because of one incident and threatened to kick you out. Your friend quickly stepped forward to apologize on your behalf and said that you would definitely change."

"Based on this background, you will perform the lines I wrote for you."

"Okay, you can start getting ready!"

After saying this, the office suddenly became quiet.

While analyzing the background framework given by Zhen Jiecheng, Deng Chao repeatedly considered what actions, emotions, micro-expressions, tone and rhythm he should use to interpret these three short lines!
at last,

"I'm ready!"

Deng Chao raised his head.
Zhen Jiecheng in the field of vision simply raised his hand to signal to start, his expression did not change at all, but his scrutinizing gaze became more and more piercing.

Deng Chao swallowed his saliva, unbuttoned two buttons on his collar, and pulled down his collar, making the neat shirt look a little messy.

Close your eyes and quickly prepare your mood.

When I opened it again,

The slowly rising and falling chest made a dull breathing sound.

The eyebrows are slightly wrinkled and pressed down.
Upper eyelid, lifting,

Lower eyelid, tight,

His body was slightly leaning forward, stretched straight, as if he could pounce out madly in the next second.

However, it seemed as if there was an invisible string binding him tightly from behind, and at the same time also binding his anger that he could hardly suppress.

His neck, with exposed veins, stood stubbornly still, and his eyes, which were gradually turning red, stared into the air.

"Why should I change it?"

The sound coming from the chest is particularly deep.

"How can I change it? Where can I change it?"

The sudden rise in tone focused heavily on the word "where".

"In his mind, everything I do is wrong! How can I change?"

The suppressed tremor finally erupted at this moment.

When the three lines were finished, before Deng Chao had time to adjust his mood, he saw Cheng Hao secretly giving him a thumbs up and Teacher Chang's satisfied look.

But when the gaze turned to Zhen Jiecheng,
It was still that calm expression, and still that scrutinizing gaze. Time seemed to have stagnated in that space, as if nothing had happened.

Suddenly, the stone in Deng Chao's heart that had just fallen jumped up again and hovered in the air again.

(End of this chapter)