Unscientific Movie King

Chapter 74 This is called professionalism

"Who is Yuan Qiu? How come you are so talkative?"

While Qin Chuan was talking, Jin Lian pulled him aside during the halftime break and asked him a question.

"She is a veteran in the entertainment industry, but she hasn't acted in a movie for nearly 20 years."

"Then you still..."

"She is from the Yuan family, and her junior brothers are Cheng Long and Huang Jinbao."

"Show some respect to others!"

Jinlian was frightened and her palms were sweaty. My goodness, Qin Chuan had been chatting with Senior Sister Cheng Long for a long time, and his words were incoherent and he was just bragging the whole time.

The Yuan Clan was originally a drama troupe. The name may not be very famous, but the people in it are now well-known in the entertainment industry.

The most famous ones are Cheng Long and Huang Jinbao, the two big brothers in the Hong Kong circle.

These people grew up in the same opera troupe, eating together, sleeping together, practicing martial arts together, and playing together, and they have a very deep bond.

As one of the members, Yuan Qiu, even though he hasn't filmed for many years, can still talk to Cheng Long and others because of their childhood friendship.

If Qin Chuan offended this person, he would be really finished.

Qin Chuan was helpless: "I respect her very much, it's just that Sister Yuan Qiu is too easy-going."

After being away from the entertainment industry for eighteen years, Yuan Qiu no longer had the arrogance of an artist. Chatting with her was just like chatting with the lady working in the village store.

People will not like you if you respect them too much.

"You, just be careful and don't cause trouble."

"understood."

Qin Chuan waited in the corridor for more than three hours, and it was his turn after most people had tried.

Yuan Qiu was so bored that he started smoking.

When Qin Chuan pushed open the door of the audition room, he thought there would be a bunch of people inside, including the director, assistant director, martial arts instructor, screenwriter, etc.

The result is two.

One is Zhou Xingchi, and the other is probably the assistant director.

"Hello, Director Zhou. I'm actor Qin Chuan."

As soon as he entered the door, Qin Chuan said this.

After reading a lot of information about Zhou Xingchi, he knew that this person liked high efficiency and hated wasting time.

He is a martial artist who knows swordplay, horse riding, has acted in several movies, and his height and weight are all clearly stated on his resume, so there is no need to explain.

"Did you write this biography?" Zhou Xingchi was holding the biography that Qin Chuan asked Jinlian to submit together.

"Yes, Director Zhou." Qin Chuan nodded.

"It's well written, very professional, and has a deep understanding of the character." Zhou Xingchi was still praising Qin Chuan in the last second, and in the next second he asked: "Can you dance?"

"I've seen it on TV, but I've never practiced it professionally in real life. How about I perform a segment?"

"Let's take a moment."

The role Qin Chuan reported for was Brother Chen. For this role today, he specially combed his hair back, wore a shirt, vest, a three-piece suit, and grew a little beard.

To make it easier to dance, he unbuttoned his suit jacket and immediately performed a victory dance that he had danced many times in his dreams, which was also the Axe Gang's gang dance.

Having no props, he just rolled up a few pages of paper and used them as an axe.

Because he had never received professional dance training, Qin Chuan's dancing was not very good. In addition, there was no music, and his movements looked a bit exaggerated and funny.

Even Zhou Xingchi was amused.

The assistant director smiled apologetically and silently memorized the name Qin Chuan.

Having followed Zhou Xingchi for many years, he has never seen anyone who can make him laugh.

"Okay, very good." After Qin Chuan finished dancing, Zhou Xingchi praised him and continued, "Perform a clip for me."

"If you were Brother Chen, and you and your brothers killed another gang leader, leaving only the leader's beautiful woman, what would you do?"

Qin Chuan put one hand in his pocket and used the other hand to impatiently rush: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I never kill women, go home quickly."

The next second, Qin Chuan raised a rifle with both hands in the air, loaded it, and fired a shot at his sister-in-law.

"boom!"

The assistant director was stunned, and Zhou Xingchi was also a little confused: "Didn't you say you wouldn't kill women? Why did you shoot?"

"I don't know either. I'll open it if I want to."

The two were speechless.

Zhou Xingchi then asked: "The shooting period of our drama will not be short. How long can you accept at most?" "At most one year!" Qin Chuan stated his bottom line.

Although he knew that the filming of this drama would not take more than a year, he still told the truth.

Even for Zhou Xingchi, he would only give him a one-year schedule at most.

If the filming is not finished in a year, you have to leave no matter what, even Stephen Chow cannot do that.

For someone like Wang Jiawei who dares to shoot for three to five years, he would just use a knife to chop people.

"Understood, you go back first, we will inform you when there is a result."

"Thank you, Director Zhou."

Qin Chuan left.

It was left to Zhou Xingchi and the assistant director to discuss.

"Director Zhou, what do you think of this?" asked the assistant director.

"It's OK, pretty good. I think he has some comedy talent. What do you think?"

"I think it's okay, but the debut time is a bit short, only one year."

"Shortness has its advantages. I like short actors. They are like a blank sheet of paper and can be adjusted at will."

There are so many people who want to be in his plays, including those with good acting skills, veteran actors, handsome people, beautiful people, people with good figures, all kinds of people.

But so far, he doesn't think much of it.

Qin Chuan's nervousness and random performance were quite to his liking.

"Next!"

Zhou Xingchi called the next person, and the person who came in was Chen Guokun, an old acquaintance.

We worked together in Shaolin Soccer a few years ago.

"Hello, Director Zhou. I'm Chen Guokun."

"I remember you could dance?"

"meeting."

"Let's take a moment."

Chen Guokun can dance, and he was the choreographer when filming Shaolin Soccer.

It's definitely not comparable to professional dancers, but it's pretty good among amateurs.

Immediately, a Latin music was performed in front of Zhou Xingchi.

His movements were standardized, much better than Qin Chuan's before.

But for some reason, Zhou Xingchi was deeply impressed when he thought of Qin Chuan’s dance before.

"Look, this is professionalism." Zhou Xingchi said to the assistant director.

The assistant director noticed that Zhou Xingchi didn't smile this time: "It's indeed professional."

"Can you sing?" Zhou Xingchi asked Chen Guokun.

He likes to ask people things that are not on their resume.

Chen Guokun told the truth: "No."

Zhou Xingchi was a little disappointed that he couldn't see another side of Chen Guokun, so he asked: "What is the longest shooting period you can accept?"

“It doesn’t matter how long it takes.”

"Can you give me a perverted laugh?"

"can."

Chen Guokun put his hands on his hips and laughed out loud, imitating a perverted laugh: "Hahahaha."

The laughter is not scary, but kind of funny.

It fits Zhou's style very well.

When it comes to understanding Zhou Xingchi, he knows him better than Qin Chuan. Because they have worked together, he knows what Zhou Xingchi wants.

"OK, go back and wait for notification."

Zhou Xingchi was not satisfied with Chen Guokun.

This guy is good in everything, but he is too pandered to and has lost his characteristics as an actor. He is not as sharp and individual as the previous one.

Chen Guokun never expected that he would lose because he was too professional.

(End of this chapter)