Chinese entertainment starts with Hong Shixian

Chapter 21 Old classmates, long time no see
Sometimes, it is not difficult to steal the show, to overshadow the main character and become the host. He has been on the set for so long and has seen many such things.

The difficulty lies in being able to do one's job well even though one is clearly capable of stealing the show.

Zu Feng touched his nose. He always felt that this boy didn't look like a young man who had just graduated from school.

Now Sun Honglei has to remember his kindness...

On the set, filming continues.

Qi Hui and Sun Honglei spoke their lines, confronting each other openly and covertly, and testing each other.

Mu Wanqiu, played by Zhu Jie, interrupts from time to time, secretly trying to sabotage her "husband" Xie Ruolin.

In this scene, the supporting actress Zhu Jie had some lines, but Yao Chen, the leading actress, was silent throughout and didn't say a word.

I can only eat dumplings in silence.

"Why do you think I'm from the Secret Service, Mr. Xie?" Yu Zecheng said with a smile of innocence on his face.

Xie Ruolin, played by Qi Hui, still looked like he had everything under control. He stuttered, "This house...was previously occupied by Japanese teachers. After the restoration, the Military Control Commission acted...quickly, so...Mr. Yu?"

"We live here too." Mu Wanqiu blinked her big eyes and interrupted Xie Ruolin in a clear and melodious voice: "Are we also members of the Secret Service?"

"Look, your wife is talking about me..." Yu Zecheng breathed a sigh of relief. It was not a pleasant feeling to be suppressed the whole time, but he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Cut!" A voice shouting to stop came from not far away.

Sun Honglei stopped speaking midway through his lines.

"Ah?" He was a little confused: "Did I make a mistake again?"

"Zhu Jie," Director Jiang called out, "You need to portray that slight feeling of disgust, not just the flirting of a young couple."

Zhu Jie's face flushed and she quickly ran to Director Jiang.

Jiang Wei directly played the scene from before and let her watch it carefully.

Now, even Zhu Jie's ears turned red.

In the replay, her eyes were moving around, especially her eyes blinking uncontrollably, as if she was flirting.

"Director, let me adjust it." Zhu Jie said somewhat embarrassedly.

"I'll give you five minutes," Director Jiang said. "If you really don't understand, go ask Yao Chen. She acted well, especially her subtle dislike for Xie Ruolin."

Zhu Jie was slightly stunned when she heard this. Actually... she always felt that Yao Chen didn't seem to be acting.

But she didn't ask Yao Chen. Zhu Jie was a student of the 01 class of the Shanghai Theatre Academy. She was not a bad student. Once she knew the problem, it was easy for her to correct it.

The following filming became very easy. Zhu Jie and Yao Chen left the stage, and what remained was the confrontation between Qi Hui and Sun Honglei.

"You...may not know that Ji Weimin, a member of our Party's Communication Bureau, absconded with a large sum of money..."

"But even if we catch him, we can't take his property for ourselves."

"Our Party has a high...high reward for information about the Bureau, but we're afraid...we're afraid it'll fall into the hands of your Secret Service."

"So that's it."

"So, brother, as long as you can find him, leave the rest to me."

"Brother, I'm not afraid of making fun of you." Yu Zecheng refused again: "I'm not willing to take this kind of money."

"Why are you so panicked?" Xie Ruolin was both helpless and dissatisfied. "Look at those people nowadays. They talk about ideology, but in their hearts they are all about...business!"

"..."

"Very good, passed." After a scene was finished, Director Jiang shouted from a distance: "Prepare for the next one."

……

The golden sun sets in the west, and the day's filming is quickly coming to an end.

Qi Hui was preparing to return to his rental house, but he didn't have a car, so he found his life director to see if he could get a ride.

However, he was told by the Life Director that the crew had already booked a room for him in the hotel.

Qi Hui was a little surprised when he heard this, but he still found a car to return to his rental house.

What else could he do? He didn't even bring his daily necessities.

At night, under the guidance of the life director, Qi Hui checked into the hotel room.

It was an ordinary standard room, not as luxurious as the leading actor's suite, but Qi Hui didn't care.

I used to live in a container when I was doing construction work, and several people lived together.

Sweat odor, athlete's foot, cigarette smell... Compared to that kind of environment, the hotel couldn't be better.

After taking a shower and eating, Qi Hui opened his laptop.

刚一进入，便看到了许多关于自己的讨论和新闻报道，跟1945年8月6日8：15的广岛似的。

"Tsk tsk...Ten years from now, there will at least be a live broadcast to sell goods." Qi Hui laughed.

When Qi Hui opened his Weibo account, he was somewhat surprised to find that his number of followers had become five digits.

Although there are not many, there is not even a mobile client for Weibo now, which shows how valuable it is.

After thinking about it, Qi Hui posted a photo of himself wearing a blue Zhongshan suit.

Soon, someone commented.

"I came here because of its reputation" "Me too"

"Fuck, this outfit is so cool!"

"Indeed, after seeing this, I want to try one on."

"Isn't this much better than a suit?"

"Suits? Just a bartender or a salesperson."

"The one upstairs, the Zhongshan suit is a formal dress, you can't wear it casually."

“Come here because of its reputation”

"What dress? It's just a knockoff of a Japanese schoolgirl's outfit."

"Oh, yes, yes, your Japanese school uniform is not copied, it is modified from a kimono."

"Not only that, he also copied it from Japan."

"Hahaha, laugh to death."

"23333..."

"Damn it, who are you scolding?"

"Oh my, it's urgent!"

"..."

Qi Hui looked at the comments speechlessly. What stupid netizens they were, they were either on the keyboard or on their way to the keyboard.

Dick dick~
At this moment, the QQ prompt sound suddenly rang.

Qi Hui looked at the lower right corner and saw a prompt pop up to add a friend: [Old classmate, long time no see]

When I looked closely, I found that it was Yang Mi, who added me through the class group.

Qi Hui raised his eyebrows slightly. In his memory, Yang Mi was a bit aloof in school.

……

湘省
In a hotel room, Yang Mi was lying on the bed, her two white feet shaking constantly.

Jade feet... not even a little bit jade.

Yang Mi's feet smell.

Of course, it was mainly because of her self-deprecating behavior that she attracted so much attention.

Even when she got married a few years later, Yang Mi didn't forget to make fun of herself.

However, it's not all self-deprecation.

When filming "Chinese Paladin 3", a staff member revealed that the shoes worn by Yang Mi were particularly smelly.

"Why haven't you agreed yet?" Yang Mi muttered while looking at the computer screen.

She rarely adds her classmates on QQ; basically, it is her classmates who add her.

Especially after "Chinese Paladin 3" became a hit, everyone in the class added her QQ except Qi Hui.

杨蜜有些郁闷，现在祁讳在网络上的热度和讨论度，可以跟1945年8月9日11：02的长崎有得一拼，导致《仙剑3》的讨论度没以前那么高了。

It is clear that Qi Hui has not acted in any play.

At this moment, the interface on the screen moved and the friend request was approved.

Yang Mi's eyes lit up. The entertainment industry is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom.

She needs to start building her network and getting closer to people.

……

On the other side, Qi Hui looked at the chat interface on the screen, touched his chin, and a smirk appeared in his eyes.

With a tap of his fingers, a line of words was sent.

"Hello, Teacher Yang, I'm Qi Hui, your fan."

Yang Mi: "..."

Looking at the words that appeared on the screen, she was silent.

Yang Mi had just been thinking about things in college.

But... the many college memories that have been brewing and conceived in my mind seem to be a little out of place.

For a moment, she didn't know how to respond to this news.

"Ah... Is this bastard the topic terminator?" Yang Mi was going crazy.

Yang Mi is still very young now, not as high as she was later.

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Dear readers, time is like a wild donkey, it never stops once it starts running. In the blink of an eye, it is the end of the month and it is time to vote. What do you think of me?
My monthly ticket will expire tomorrow, what a pity.

(End of this chapter)