Superstars start from the Academy of Film and Television

Chapter 165 Please general is not as good as aggressive general.

The two drove to the airport in the Wuling Shenguang they got from Penguin Films to deliver props. These days, thanks to the Wuling Shenguang, it is easy to use as a transporter.

"Hey, Lao Han, when will you be able to get a decent car? Isn't it a shame to use this car to pick up people?" Jiang Qinghou complained.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Han Fei was thinking about when to take the time to get his driver's license, but on the surface he said: "You can push it down, this time my buddy has put all his wealth up, so there is no spare money to buy a car. "

So the two arrived at the airport with a feeling of apprehension. Not to mention the Wuling Shenguang, it was too abrupt to park in the underground garage of the airport, and it could be seen at a glance.

It happened that there was a prop board in the car, and Han Fei wrote that person's name on it with a large pen. Jiang Qinghou carried the sign and went to the exit to pick up people with a disgusted expression. Passers-by looked at them like idiots.

Han Fei can't help it, it's better to have a brand than nothing, he knows that one, but that one may not know him, if he misses it, it will be troublesome.

Han Fei and Jiang Qinghou stood on both sides of the sign like two door gods, and everyone around them hid away, and those who didn't know thought they were doing some kind of performance art.

After waiting for a short time, I saw many people coming out of the exit, but there was no sign of that person. Han Fei stretched his neck and waited for a long time before seeing a "light bulb" shining in the crowd from a distance.

The "light bulb" also seemed to have seen the huge sign, took off his sunglasses and walked in front of Han Fei and Jiang Qinghou: "Your way of welcoming is quite special."

With an authentic Beijing accent, it sounded very cordial. Jiang Qinghou was a little excited and his hands were shaking: "You are Teacher Zhao Mengru, right? My name is Jiang Qinghou, and I am also the director of [Tomb Raiders Notes]."

Han Fei looked up and down at this well-known character in the industry. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and canvas shoes on his feet. His standing posture was not that serious, but rather looked up and down. He is not a serious person, and he is playing with a string of red sandalwood bracelets in his right hand. The whole person feels quite stylish, but he doesn't look like a billionaire.

"So, you are the Han Fei who sent me the email?" Zhao Mengru sized up Jiang Qinghou, then turned his head and stared at Han Fei again.

Han Fei nodded: "Mr. Zhao, hello, I am Han Fei, and I am also the investor and screenwriter of [Tomb Raiders Notes]."

"Okay, let's go then." Zhao Mengru twitched the bracelet to signal Han Fei to lead the way.

Han Fei glanced at Jiang Qinghou, meaning: Why are you still standing there?Hurry up and drive up the car. However, Jiang Qinghou is pacing on the spot and refuses to leave. It's too embarrassing. With that broken Wuling Shenguang, he has never seen the crew pick up people so poorly. What if this Seeing Wuling Shenguang turn around and leave, that would be a lot of fun.

After finally sending Jiang Qinghou away, Han Fei just chatted with Zhao Mengru and did not talk about the script or anything. Both of them grew up in the capital, so they just chatted about the customs of the capital. It's really not for nothing, Han Fei has never seen many things about old BJ, but he has a nose and eyes in what he said.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Qinghou finally made his debut in that broken Wuling Shenguang. Zhao Mengru took off his sunglasses again, pointed to the car, and then pointed to Han Fei and Jiang Qinghou. Just when he thought he was going to get mad, this guy actually put on his sunglasses again and got into the car.

"Why are you still standing there? You don't feel ashamed, but I'm afraid that acquaintances will see it, so hurry up." Zhao Mengru got into the car, saw Jiang Qinghou was still in a daze, and complained angrily.

Along the way, Jiang Qinghou didn't even dare to turn his head back, and drove all the way to the hotel, saying that the hotel is actually no different from the hotel, even Samsung can't reach it.

After parking the car at the hotel, a group of people walked to the lobby. It is also interesting to say that this person is definitely a bigwig in terms of social status, and a first-line star with average wrists was trained so hard in front of him that he couldn't hold his head up. I just came without saying hello in advance, and I didn't bring an assistant or anything, and even my carry-on luggage was only a small suitcase.

Han Fei and the two sent Zhao Mengru to the room, and were just about to let him rest for a while, but who knew that he actually stopped them.

"Don't go, let's hurry up, it's time to audition, but it's agreed in advance, no matter whether it succeeds or not, I will report the round-trip ticket to me."

"Ah?" Jiang Qinghou was dumbfounded. He didn't believe what he said. He was very arrogant before. In the show, he scolded a certain "well-known writer" and part-time director. Dare to talk back, many traffic stars were scolded by him and burst into tears on the spot, why are they so talkative all of a sudden?If it weren't for this appearance, he really thought he had received a fake.

Jiang Qinghou showed embarrassment: "Look at what you said, how can I let you audition, you are already taking care of the younger generation if you can come."

Zhao Mengru glanced at him, then glared at Han Fei: "That's not what he said in the email."

Jiang Qinghou pulled Han Fei and said in a low voice, "What did you write in the email?"

Han Fei acted obediently and said, "Mr. Zhao, it's no fun for you to find a later account, or let's try the play first."

"Okay, then come on, man, today I will let you see what acting is." After Zhao Mengru finished speaking, he straightened his clothes, his complexion changed, and his entire aura became icy, like The treasured sword that had been hidden for a long time suddenly came out of its sheath, revealing its sharpness.

"Back then, Jude Kao not only defrauded your grandfather of the silk books of the Warring States period and a large number of rare antiques, but also gave him all the pawns that he had cooperated with. The old man spent all his wealth and hid outside for several years. It seems that I avoided the limelight, and then I was discouraged and sold the property of my hometown in Changsha, and went to settle in Hangzhou."

Zhao Mengru's low voice seemed to hide some kind of power, and he could even hear the hatred contained in it carefully. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and he just sat on the chair in a stable manner, completely gone from the foolishness of the stubborn master of the capital before. It looks like a killing god with angry eyes. If ordinary people see it suddenly, they might be shocked.

Han Fei had to admit that this guy was indeed qualified to swear. His actions and demeanor, especially his lines, were simply perfect. During this period of time, Han Fei recorded audio novels and learned a lot of professional knowledge about broadcasting and hosting from Xu Qingya. It can be regarded as great progress.

But after hearing Zhao Mengru's lines, Han Fei could only admit that this thing really needs time to settle.

It is said that this person has never studied acting professionally, and entered the industry through the repertory troupe of the Workers' Club.

"Yes, I was wrong, how about I write you a convincing word?" Han Fei admitted defeat frankly.

Only then did Jiang Qinghou know that Han Fei's email to Zhao Mengru had only three words - the method of provoking generals, but what puzzled Jiang Qinghou was that Zhao Mengru had obviously become a master after being in this circle for so many years. Why can't Han Fei's excitement be so strong?
(End of this chapter)