Chapter 102 Not even a glimpse of his back

Zhang Qilin gave Li Wei and Lin Yue a few words of advice.

"You guys need to be smart about what the media says."

Li Wei nodded and said, "Don't worry, Brother Lin, we know what to do."

Lin Yue echoed in response.

Zhang Qilin turned around and went back to the dressing room to put on makeup. When he passed by Chen Mo and the others, he still treated them as if they were invisible.

Zhou Baocheng couldn't help but mutter another curse under his breath: "That kid, don't think he's something just because he got a little attention this time. Let's see how long he can be so smug."

Chen Mo watched Zhang Qilin's retreating figure, his expression unchanged.

He always considered Zhang Qilin's abilities to be as strong as possible in order to deal with him in the most effective way.

He never underestimates any opponent.

In every encounter, he assumed Zhang Qilin's strength to be at its maximum and made targeted preparations accordingly.

He had thought that this isolation would completely ruin Zhang Qilin.

To his surprise, the hospital actually gave Zhang Qilin the right to conduct interviews during this media visit.

This result was unexpected and left him feeling deeply resentful.

He guessed that Zhang Qilin must have secretly flattered the leadership countless times to get this opportunity.

snort!

Such a person who only knows how to use underhanded tactics will not be able to gain the support of the leadership forever.

If he waits patiently, there will always be a chance to make Zhang Qilin face reality.

Li Yuwen, who was standing next to Zhou Baocheng, comforted him: "Don't be angry. When we rehearse on stage later, let's try to get close to the main actors. The media has to include stage photos in their news reports, right? As long as one of us gets in the photo, it's a victory, and then we can laugh at him."

A thin man next to him nodded in agreement: "Exactly. He can influence who the media interviews, but he can't dictate which photo to choose, can he?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Baocheng's expression softened slightly, and he nodded: "That makes sense. We need to always keep someone around Yu Zhen. Even if he can influence the photos in the media, we can't just cut out the photos of our performances in Yu Zhen, since he's the absolute lead actor."

The group was quietly plotting their rise to fame, while preparations on stage were complete.

Led by Yi Yangbo, the media took their seats in the first row of the audience.

After the media members sat down, they adjusted their equipment, ready to record the exciting performance that was about to begin.

Li Wei and Lin Yue sat in the second row, ready to provide assistance to the media present.

At the same time, their eyes were filled with anticipation as they looked towards the stage.

They've been with the Beijing People's Art Theatre for over two months, and they're still practicing their voices. Even their minor roles are in small theaters.

They don't even get a chance to play minor roles in these kinds of plays that are the focus of the academy's cultural heritage.

Meanwhile, Zhang Qilin, who was in the same period, was already able to play roles with lines.

They were eager to know how big the gap was between themselves and Zhang Qilin.

Backstage.

Director Gu Wei issued instructions over the walkie-talkie: "Everyone, get into position. Lights and sound effects, media screenings, everyone be on your toes."

Once everyone was ready.

The curtain slowly rose.

A dim, yellowish light bathed the stage, outlining the scenery at the entrance of an old Beijing alleyway.

A melodious yet slightly melancholic tune began to play.

It took everyone back to the old-time Beijing.

As the lights came on, the actors appeared on stage, with Yu Zhen, who played Xiangzi, pulling a rickshaw and taking firm but slightly heavy steps.

The media in the audience watched the performance, occasionally raising their cameras to capture the exciting moments.

Zhang Qilin appears as Xiao Shunzi's A role.

He tiptoed out from the other side of the stage and slipped sideways into the threshold.

He glanced quickly at Tiger Girl, then quickly looked away, moving slowly along the wall, afraid of disturbing her as she worked.

There's no trace of deliberate acting; it makes you feel that Xiao Shunzi should naturally be like this.

Li Wei and Lin Yue couldn't help but exchange a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Qilin was completely unlike the image they usually had of him.

When Zhang Qilin began to deliver his lines, they could clearly sense a completely different charm.

The intonation, the pronunciation, the rhythmic cadence.

It was precisely because Teacher Feng repeatedly emphasized this in class that they were unable to achieve the desired effect despite practicing every morning.

Li Wei and Lin Yue stared blankly at the stage, a complex mix of emotions rising within them.

They get up early every day and practice again and again, hoping to reach this level as soon as possible and stand on a real stage.

They couldn't help but ask themselves, is this the difference between talented people and ordinary people?

On stage, Zhang Qilin continued to portray the story of Xiao Shunzi.

Meanwhile, Zhou Baocheng and his group were following their plan, taking every opportunity to approach Yu Zhen.

They carefully controlled the degree of their actions.

They need to get into the shot without interfering with the lead actor's performance.

If you affect the lead actor's performance, you'll offend director Gu Wei, which is suicidal.

Taking advantage of a scene transition, Zhou Baocheng quietly moved to the back of Yuzhen.

He wore what he considered to be the most natural and focused expression on his face.

But his eyes couldn't help but steal glances at the audience.

The shutter clicks were frequent.

He felt a surge of pride.

Now, surely one of them should be usable?

Zhang Qilin also noticed their actions.

He chuckled inwardly, but remained outwardly calm.

On stage, a scene has come to a temporary end.

The lighting changes, and the actors quickly switch positions in the dark.

Polite and restrained applause rang out from the media area below the stage.

With a satisfied smile on his face, Director Yi Yangbo turned to the side and whispered to a reporter next to him.

Zhang Qilin was resting by the side of the curtain when Yu Zhen walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered, "Not bad."

"Thank you, Teacher Yu," Zhang Qilin nodded.

Those around noticed Yu Zhen taking the initiative to greet him and were pondering how to get along with Zhang Qilin in the future.

Li Xuehai and Sun Zhenhai, who were about to go on stage, walked to Zhang Qilin's side, and the group whispered among themselves.

Chen Mo and the others witnessed this scene and felt unprecedented pressure.

He felt incredibly choked up inside, but there was nothing he could do.

They were able to isolate Zhang Qilin not only because they outnumbered him, but also because most of them habitually chose to protect themselves and were unwilling to get involved in troubled matters.

However, Zhang Qilin took advantage of the media visit to control the allocation of camera time, which caused some people to change their minds.

We need to find a way to turn things around as soon as possible.

Otherwise, this alliance of offense and defense won't last long.

Finally, the rehearsal came to a close amidst enthusiastic applause.

At this moment, Meng Tingyun's voice rang out: "Director Gu, we need a group photo of all the cast and crew."

Director Gu Wei nodded and said, "No problem."

Zhou Baocheng and the others' eyes lit up, and they quickly stood behind Yu Zhen and the other lead actors.

However, to their surprise, after everyone stood still, the chief photographer raised the camera to test it, and then put it down.

He said a few words to Meng Tingyun.

Meng Tingyun explained to Yi Yangbo, "Director Yi, the current position doesn't look good in the camera. If we don't move, the photos will look a bit messy."

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Yi Yangbo didn't think much of it: "Then let the photographer make some adjustments."

The photographer began adjusting his position.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Zhou Baocheng and the others were moved to the very edge.

This made their faces turn as black as charcoal.

Others saw it too, but it didn't affect their positions, and no one said anything.

The shutter clicked, and the group photo was over.

The media packed up their equipment and prepared to leave.

Zhang Qilin, along with Li Wei and Lin Yue, escorted the media to the door.

Zhang Qilin handed a paper package to Meng Tingyun: "This is for travel expenses. Tell them to put in a lot of effort when it gets on the news."

Meng Tingyun took the paper package and said, "Don't worry, Brother Lin, I will explain everything to them."

Zhang Qilin and his two companions escorted the media to their car.

Before getting into the car, Meng Tingyun said to Zhang Qilin, "The manuscript will be sent tomorrow."

Zhang Qilin nodded with a smile.

After seeing the media off, the three of them walked back.

Zhang Qilin smiled and said, "Thank you all for your hard work today. This visit to the set went very smoothly."

Li Wei and Lin Yue said in unison, "Brother Lin, we should be thanking you for giving us this opportunity. We really learned a lot today."

Zhang Qilin smiled and said, "You're welcome."

As Zhang Qilin turned to leave, Li Wei asked, "Brother Lin, why did you choose us?"

They weren't stupid; they could sense the eerie atmosphere backstage.

They didn't know what exactly happened, and they didn't want to know.

They just wanted to know if Zhang Qilin wanted to use them or if he would really give them a chance in the future.

Zhang Qilin paused for a moment, then turned to look at the two of them: "In a public institution like the Beijing People's Art Theatre, we can only go further by supporting each other. As long as you are willing to work hard, there will be more opportunities in the future. You can also go back and explain this to your other classmates."

After listening, Li Wei and Lin Yue nodded slowly.

Although Zhang Qilin didn't say it aloud, they understood what he meant.

9:00 AM the following morning

Pu Cunxin's office.

He looked at the reports on the set of "Rickshaw Boy" on his computer while listening to Yi Yangbo's interview from the previous day.

"So, Zhang Qilin even interviewed the sound engineer, but didn't give Chen Mo and the others a single shot?" Pu Cunxin revealed a playful smile.

Yi Yangbo nodded and said, "That's right. The media published a total of seventeen reports with thirty-seven pictures, covering all positions such as director, lead actor, supporting actor, stage designer, sound effects, and lighting, but not Chen Mo and a few others."

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"How has the public reacted to the media reports?"

"Many people have already called to ask when the invoices will be issued, and many others want to pre-order. This surge in interest has come faster than expected."

"Very good. As long as he doesn't cause any major trouble, let Zhang Qilin continue to stir things up. If he has the ability to make the show popular, then give him the stage."

"Understood."

After Yi Yangbo left, Pu Cunxin looked out the window with a meaningful smile on his lips.

In an office.

Chen Mo and the others huddled around the computer screen, flipping through the reports page by page.

After a while, Zhou Baocheng slammed his hand on the table: "Damn it~ they really didn't give us a single shot!"

His face turned bright red, and the mouse jumped up from being hit.

Li Yuwen's face was also very ugly. He scrolled through several major entertainment news websites and the theater's official Weibo account.

Reports about this set visit have been released one after another, each with its own focus, but without exception, none of them showed them.

Even in the group photo of all the cast and crew, they were cropped down to just the hem of their clothes.

"That bastard—" Zhou Baocheng gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. "He definitely did it on purpose. That lousy photographer and that reporter surnamed Meng, they must have been bribed by him!"

Someone nearby said sourly, "Even the sound engineer gets a solo photo, but we don't even have a picture of our backs. They've really cropped us out too much."

Zhou Baocheng stood up and paced back and forth in the room: "That kid is really cunning. What will the other people in the courtyard think of us?"

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