The birth of an actor

Chapter 55 High Definition, No Singing, Best for Sleep
"Hello, Teacher Chen, I am Fan Bing. It's a pleasure to meet you."

When Fan Bingbing saw Chen Daoming walk in, her first reaction was to stand up and greet him.

However... she didn't actually have a deep impression of Chen Daoming.

Although the other person became very popular in 91 because of "Fortress Besieged"... she was only ten years old in 91 and couldn't understand "Fortress Besieged" at all. But she did watch "Hu Xueyan" which aired during this year's Spring Festival.

That was a TV series broadcast on CCTV.

For an actor, being able to appear on CCTV signifies a truly different status.

"Ah hello."

Chen Daoming, who had just turned forty this year, was quite approachable. After sizing up Fan Bing and then looking at An Xin, he asked Wang Jinghua:

"These are the two kids you mentioned who have good potential?"

"Yes."

Wang Jinghua smiled and nodded.

At the same time, the script was handed over.

I looked closely at the name above—"Old Kou Xi'er".

I have a vague recollection of it; I think it was Ge You who played the role?
The one about drinking vinegar... is that from which drama?

After Chen Daoming took it and looked at it, he asked:

"When will filming start?"

"Later this month."

"it is good."

He responded and was about to leave when he suddenly seemed to remember something, turning back to look at An Xin and Fan Bing:
"Your Sister Hua is my personal agent. She's reliable, so you can rest assured when you're with her."

After finishing speaking, he paused, then added:
"I promise."

After emphasizing this last sentence, he clenched the script into a tube and held it in his hand:
"I am leaving."

"it is good."

Wang Jinghua seemed to understand his personality well, and nodded with a smile:
Drive slowly.

"Ah."

From the moment you enter to the moment you leave...

It took less than two minutes in total.

But it must be admitted that An Xin and Fan Bingbing left a rather "deep impression".

Firstly, it's the aura of this famous actor.

I can't quite describe it, but it definitely feels... different everywhere.

Secondly... it's this style that's as simple as it gets.

Here, take the script. Regardless of whether it was requested by Wong Jinghua or not, he simply gave the two of them a direct guarantee and left without any hesitation...

It was truly impressive.

After the door closed, Wang Jinghua said:
"That's just his personality. You'll understand once you see him more often."

"Uh... umm."

The girl nodded, seemingly understanding.

In An Xin's view, the "negotiation" could actually move on to the next stage.

After all, Chen Daoming has appeared and given his assurances. Everything Wang Jinghua said has been proven true, so it's time to talk about the follow-up plans.

……

Just as Wong Jing-fa said, the actor contracts she signed were different from those of talent agencies that often stipulated five or seven years. She only signed cooperation agreements.

In other words, it's a commission-based contract.

For example, once An Xin becomes famous, she takes a 30% commission from any film or commercial offers she receives.

The most fundamental difference between this type of contract and a brokerage firm is that it is not binding.

If both sides want to cooperate, then they can. If they don't want to cooperate, there's no need to pay any penalty for breach of contract. They just need to fulfill the outstanding projects left over from the cooperation period, and then they can negotiate amicably and part ways peacefully.

No kidnapping, no signing of indenture.

The contract is for two years and will be renewed every two years.

This ensures the maximum freedom for both parties.

Looking at it this way, it's a world of difference compared to Qiong Yao's situation where she could only film for the company for five or seven years and passively accept the company's arrangements.

Fan Bing almost signed it on the spot.

However, seeing Anxin carefully reviewing the contract, she chose to patiently wait for Anxin's reply.

but……

To be honest, after calming down, she knew perfectly well that this contract had much greater potential for development than the other one.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you can become "famous".

After reviewing the contract, An Xin didn't immediately agree, stating quite directly:

"Sister Hua, I think the contract is fine. But just to be on the safe side, we'd like to have a lawyer review it. Is that alright with you?"

"no problem."

Wang Jinghua agreed readily, and even secretly praised An Xin's caution.

"You can take it. After your lawyer reviews it and finds no problems, we'll sign the contract. After that, I'll start arranging your business. How about that?"

"it is good."

After handing a contract to Fan Bing, he got up with a sense of relief:
"Then we'll give you an answer in the next day or the day after."

"Well, okay."

Looking at the calm expression on the young man's face, Wang Jinghua's admiration deepened.

Caution is one of the most valuable qualities in this industry.

Or rather... there is no other.

……

When they left Wansen Culture, Wang Jinghua personally saw them off. Only after the motorcycle had traveled one intersection did Fan Bing say:
"You think there's something wrong with that contract?"

"No, I don't see any problems. But it's always good to be safe. I'll find a law firm later, spend some money, and have them take a look. If there are no problems... then I'll sign it."

Hearing Anxin say that, she understood.

For some reason, my mood improved.

"hey-hey."

"What are you laughing at?"

"I don't know... but I'm very happy. Don't you think this is a case of 'after the darkest hour comes the dawn'?" "Yeah, of course it is."

Anxin smiled and happened to see the entrance of a law firm ahead, so she walked over, parked the car, and went inside with the girl to explain their purpose. Immediately, a lawyer in a suit received the two of them.

The price for reviewing the contract is one hundred yuan.

You should get a reply tomorrow.

The lawyer even said that if notarization was needed, an extra two hundred dollars would be charged, and they could be present when the two signed the contract.

But that's not necessary.

It's just a cooperation agreement anyway.

The contract was left with him, and it was already past 4 p.m.

The two returned home.

This time, the situation is very different from yesterday.

At least, that's how it is for girls who insist on dragging Anxin out for a nice dinner that night.

Unfortunately, Grandpa Ye wasn't home.

Otherwise, we'd have to call the old man along.

But anyway...

"Boss, two large bowls of noodles, plus ten yuan more for beef! And ten lamb skewers, please!"

"..."

Anxin's lips twitched.

Fine.

as long as you are happy.

……

And so, on August 1st, An Xin calmly signed her name on the contract.

The lawyer reviewed it and said there were no problems.

Then let's sign it.

As time went on, his interest in acting grew stronger. The moment he signed his name and pressed his fingerprint, he became the second artist signed by agent Wang Jinghua.

The girl was the third.

There was no ceremony, and there was no news about it.

After both sides put away their contracts, Wang Jinghua originally wanted to have lunch together.

But the two children, who had just returned from the clothing market, shook their heads simultaneously:
"We need to go practice our skills."

Because of the delays of two or three days due to "Princess Pearl" and contract issues, I definitely can't afford to waste any more time.

Moreover, children don't have such a strong sense of ritual in their world.

The signing is complete, but the world keeps turning.

No changes.

Old Ye, however, seeing the two children's smug expressions as they practiced their skills, scolded them unhappily:
"They just signed the contract, what's with all the arrogance?! Have you all become big shots?!"

He sneered, and Fan Bing immediately froze.

She obediently followed behind Anxin, who strode confidently ahead while she followed with light, unsteady steps, no longer daring to be mischievous.

After having an agent, Wang Jinghua stopped letting Fan Bingbing hang out at the entrance of the Beijing Film Studio every day.

In her words:
"No need. I will use your information to connect you with resources. It will take at least a month, and at most two or three months. Once you have selected suitable resources, you can go and do it. You don't need to look for them yourself. You might as well use that time to improve yourselves."

Now that she no longer needs to go to the Beijing Film Studio, the girl has more time. Putting aside everything else, she can at least watch movies with Anxin every day.

She is very happy.

As for modeling, Wang Jinghua didn't object, thinking it was a good way to develop her stage presence. She just didn't want the two of them to overwork themselves…

What made her even happier was that on August 5th, He Xiuqiong approached her to sign a contract for the role of Jin Suo.

Although the pay was only seven hundred, at least... she could be with Anxin again.

She didn't say that, but instead bought two pounds of beef.

Grandpa Ye simmered it over low heat for two hours until the broth was thick and the meat was tender. She even drank baijiu (Chinese liquor) for the first time.

I drank a small cup of lotus root wine that Grandpa Ye gave me.

I wasn't dizzy, drunk, or felt anything.

He just chuckled foolishly as he listened to the old man's praise, "An older brother of mine once said that there are very few truths in this world, and a woman's blush is better than all of them."

Fan Bing didn't understand what he said.

For some reason, I was laughing incredibly happily.

Then I secretly glanced at Anxin.

Unfortunately, Anxin, who is allergic to alcohol, didn't even glance at her and was busy eating a bowl of rice soaked in meat broth.

Anyway.

For Fan Bingbing, everything in Beijing seemed different in August.

Even when it rains, and the raindrops hit her face in the wind, she only felt cool and pleasant rather than stinging.

However, it did rain quite a lot in Yanjing this August.

When it rains, there's nowhere to go.

Her favorite thing to do was hide in Anxin's room and watch videotapes with him.

Then, as he recited, "Marx said it is not people's consciousness that determines their existence, but their social existence that determines their consciousness," he lay down on his bed and fell into a deep sleep.

My mother says that beauty comes from sleeping.

She agreed.

Because she really can sleep a lot.

Sleeping in Anxin's place inexplicably gives her a sense of security.

Especially when his powerful and resonant reading voice blended with the pattering rain outside...

The sounds of wind, rain, and reading aloud filled the air.

Family matters, national affairs, world affairs... she doesn't care.

It is at this moment.

It's best to sleep.

(End of this chapter)