How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 102: Ruining my reputation?

Early in the morning, Zhang Wen woke up in the psychological counseling room.

This was his first time sleeping here. Although the room was rather empty, fortunately there was no smell of smoke, so he slept soundly.

Zhang Wen carried the folding bed back to the office. The smell of sandalwood was very strong. Even though he had been smelling it for more than a month, he still coughed a few times because of the smell.

He quickly opened the window and stuck his head out. The fresh air entered his lungs through his nose, and he immediately felt much more comfortable.

The ashes in the incense burner have piled up into a small mountain, which is a testimony to the popularity of the incense.

Especially last night, more than 12000 trainees came here for classes in four groups. They received more than incense sticks in four hours. The windows were opened for three hours but the smell of smoke could not be completely dissipated. If it was not unbearable, a filial son and grandson like him would not give up accompanying his great-grandfather.

Zhang Wen scooped out some of the incense ash and put it into a plastic bag, then walked out of the office with three eggs.

The plastic bag was thrown directly into the trash can on the roadside, the eggs were handed to the pancake stall, and a casual note was left: "Add a bag of spicy noodles."

There is no other way, this is the condition we have now.

The lady who made the pancakes was very skilled and finished assembling them in less than two minutes.

Zhang Wen didn't go back to the office, but just stood next to the pancake stall and started eating.

At the same time, he looked around, checking everyone's skill panel.

Although the "niece" was fooled away, who knows whether the man surnamed Han will find other reporters to stake out and take secret photos?
It’s better to be cautious when it comes to a big deal worth 20 yuan.

You can never go too far wrong.

Maybe because it was Sunday, there were not many pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, I saw a few elderly people returning home from morning exercises, carrying fried dough sticks and soy milk in their hands.

As for street vendors, there were none.

Such a peaceful and tranquil scene made him feel a little disappointed. It would be great if there was another vendor selling spicy strips so that he could carry another basket back.

Yes, there is still a chance.

Maybe you can come at noon? Wasn't it noon yesterday?

The pancakes were eaten quickly.

Zhang Wen threw the plastic bag into the trash can and was about to go back to brush his teeth and wash his face to greet his sponsor sister when he saw a Range Rover parked on the roadside not far away. The window was lowered and a cigarette butt flew out of it.

Looking at the cigarette butt still smoking on the ground, Zhang Wen couldn't help but frown.

Who is so uncivilized and uncultured? Doesn't this affect the selection of civilized streets?

He glanced inside through the gap in the car window, and the skill panel immediately appeared.

"Han Cheng, skills: Vocal 67 points, Piano 58 points, Performance 48 points..."

Ok?
Zhang Wen was slightly startled, then suddenly turned around and squatted on the ground pretending to tie his shoelaces.

Han Cheng?

Why did he come here?

Could it be that they have the same name and surname?
wrong!

Even if such a coincidence happened, wouldn't the skills be biased towards singers? 67 points in vocal skill was considered outstanding even among elites. Ordinary people simply wouldn't have such a high vocal skill point.

Is it because he didn't get any big news from the female reporter yesterday, so he came here to take pictures today?

Well, it's possible!
He is a conceited and enraged monster, carrying two intermediate negative personality derivatives. How can such a person be magnanimous?
So despicable, so hateful, so idle!

Instead of sleeping in at home early in the morning, he drove out to take some secret photos. If that's not idleness, what is?
Zhang Wen took out his cell phone and looked at the time. It was just 7 o'clock, and there was still an hour left before the time he had agreed to meet Qin Lan.

In other words, if the other party does not leave, then in another hour, a photo of Qin Yan entering here will be taken.

He stood at the entrance of the training center, stretching his arms and twisting his waist. It looked like he was doing some radio gymnastics, but in reality, he was thinking about how to get rid of Han Cheng. There were many ways to get rid of him, but he just wanted to teach him a lesson so that he wouldn't leave now and come back later that night.

There was film on the car windows, so I couldn't see what Han Cheng was doing inside.

But he could feel that the other person was staring at him in the car, and might even be recording and taking pictures.

After completing the last set of jumping exercises, Zhang Wen turned and walked into the training center.

He returned to the office and stood by the window looking out. The car was still on the side of the road and didn't look like it was going to leave.

"Mr. Han, since you want to ruin my reputation, don't blame me for playing dirty tricks on you."

Thinking of this, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

“Beep…beep…click!”

Soon, the phone was connected.

"Good morning, Teacher Zhang." A woman's voice came from the microphone, sounding drowsy, as if she had not woken up yet.

"Chen Yan, now is an opportunity for you to show your acting skills. Your opponent is the famous singer Han Cheng. Do you want to give it a try?" Zhang Wen asked.

Chen Yan is a trainee in his group and one of the first trainees he selected after arriving at the training department. Her acting skill points are as high as 56, which is higher than many actors.

"what?"

After hearing this, Chen Yan on the other side suddenly sat up from the bed. She was half asleep just now, but now she was completely awake.

Rivalry?
Han Cheng?

Is he going to act?

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he stammered, "Teacher, yes, are you looking for me to act? But I haven't filmed a movie yet."

“Everything has a first time. If you refuse because you have no experience, you will lose a lot of happiness and also lose a lot of opportunities.”

"I understand, teacher. I'll listen to you. I'll go over to where the crew is right now."

"Don't worry, let me tell you about the play first. This time there's no script or lines. It's all up to your own imagination. The plot is about a beautiful girl who dreams of chasing stars and finally meets her idol, only to discover that this idol is a scumbag who not only cheated on her feelings but also toyed with her female fans. What we're filming today is you finding him and questioning him, but he denies it, and you end up leaving heartbroken..."

Zhang Wen briefly described the story content. As for the specific details, it depends on the actors' analysis and understanding of the characters.

A true actor must not only learn how to shape a character, but also know how to analyze the character. Only in this way can he bring the character to life.

Chen Yan nodded as she listened, already picturing the characters in her mind.

Although she had taken acting classes and played many roles in class, this was her first time filming a movie, and her opposite was a star, so she naturally did not dare to be careless.

As a trainee, she knows the importance of opportunity.

"Teacher, do I need to prepare anything else?" Chen Yan asked, such as a resume or something.

"Bring your makeup to the set. The shooting location is near the training center. Wait for my instructions after arriving at the designated location. You only have half an hour, so you have to be quick." Zhang Wen instructed.

"Yes, teacher." Although Chen Yan felt strange, she did not ask any more questions. After hanging up the phone, she quickly got dressed and put on makeup, fearing that she would delay the teacher's important matters and the crew's important matters.

Zhang Wen looked at the car still parked on the side of the road, his eyes narrowed into slits.

Half an hour, he gave Han Cheng half an hour to repent.

If the other party can stop before it's too late, he can guarantee that he will turn back. If the other party still refuses to change his ways, he will make him suffer endlessly.

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(End of this chapter)