Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, I became a legend in the entertainment industry by avo

Chapter 120 Before the premiere of "Rickshaw Boy"

Why is Yi Yangbo looking for him at this time?

"Teacher Wang," Zhang Qilin asked疑惑地, "Didn't Director Yi say what it was about?"

Wang Lei shook his head: "He didn't say anything, he just wants you to go there."

Zhang Qilin nodded, greeted the interns beside him, and left the rehearsal hall.

On his way to the publicity department, he pondered to himself.

Why did Director Yi want to see me?

He didn't seem to cause any news yesterday.

The news about his appearance on CCTV has been trending for the past two days. Could it be related to this?

He arrived at Yi Yangbo's office and knocked on the door.

After hearing the "Come in" voice from inside, I pushed open the door and entered the office.

"Xiao Zhang is here, come in and sit down," Yi Yangbo said with a smile.

Zhang Qilin politely replied, "Thank you, Director Yi."

He then sat down in the chair.

He looked at Yi Yangbo but didn't say anything.

Yi Yangbo slowly picked up his teacup, took a sip, and asked, "Xiao Zhang, how are you feeling at the Beijing People's Art Theatre lately? Are you settling in well?"

Zhang Qilin replied with a smile, "It's great, Director Yi. The atmosphere here is wonderful, and the teachers take good care of me. I've learned a lot."

Yi Yangbo then changed the subject: "Since your appearance on CCTV aired, you've been very popular online these past two days. There have been many related topics about you on Weibo's trending topics."

Zhang Qilin smiled modestly: "I was just lucky."

Yi Yangbo continued, "Luck is also a part of strength, but this popularity is a double-edged sword. If it's not managed well, it might burn you."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Qilin asked, puzzled.

Yi Yangbo said casually, "I heard you had a little misunderstanding with Xinghuo Media before?"

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Zhang Qilin's face showed a slightly confused expression at the right moment: "Spark Media? Director Yi is talking about—"

"That guy—what was his name again?" Yi Yangbo frowned, seemingly trying to remember. "Oh right, Gu Liangyuan. I think he's one of their agents. Was there some misunderstanding between you before?"

He spoke of it casually, as if it were a trivial matter.

But Zhang Qilin knew that the key point was coming.

He didn't reply, but tilted his head slightly, revealing a perfectly appropriate look of confusion, waiting for Yi Yangbo to continue.

Seeing that he didn't intend to press further, Yi Yangbo continued the conversation himself: "They said that Gu Liangyuan has been dealt with internally and transferred from his original position, and they won't bother you anymore—"

"I just wanted to let you know that sometimes unpleasant things are inevitable in the entertainment industry —"

Zhang Qilin listened quietly, and only after Yi Yangbo finished speaking did he nod slightly and say sincerely, "Thank you for telling me this, Director Yi."

Then there is no more then.

He did not comment.

They didn't say "I understand," nor did they say "that's how it is," nor did they say "I accept their apology" or "I don't want to reconcile with them."

He simply thanked him.

I thank Yi Yangbo for telling him this.

As for what he thinks and does after he finds out, that's his business.

Yi Yangbo waited for a while, and when Zhang Qilin didn't say anything more, the smile on his face faltered slightly.

He picked up his teacup and took a sip, using this action to cover up his momentary embarrassment.

As he put down his teacup, he resumed his gentle demeanor: "Xiao Zhang, Xinghuo sent word that they hope this matter will end here. A lot of people online are using Xinghuo's name in their comments, and they hope you can say something to mitigate the impact of this situation—"

He paused, his tone softening further: "Of course, it's entirely up to you how you do it; no one will force you to make any decisions."

Zhang Qilin nodded, his expression still sincere: "I understand, thank you, Director Yi."

Thank you again.

Looking at him, Yi Yangbo suddenly understood why Vice Dean Wang had said this kid was difficult to deal with.

It wasn't that they were impolite or uncooperative; rather, they were too cooperative.

They work together so well you can't find a single fault, yet you don't get anything you want.

"Okay, good that you understand." Yi Yangbo didn't continue the topic, but instead said, "Also, the publicity department will help you filter out some outside opinions—"

Zhang Qilin nodded, his attitude remaining respectful: "I understand."

"Okay, go ahead and rehearse well," Yi Yangbo said with his usual friendly smile.

Zhang Qilin stood up to say goodbye and gently closed the office door.

The smile on Yi Yangbo's face vanished as soon as the door closed.

Although this matter was assigned by Dean Wang, Xinghuo had no direct interest in it.

He wouldn't risk offending Zhang Qilin for the sake of outsiders.

If pushed to the limit, Zhang Qilin would go and complain to Pu Cunxin, which would be a losing proposition for him.

With that thought in mind, he picked up the internal phone on the table and dialed a number.

"Director Wang, we've talked," he said into the microphone. "He didn't respond, just said thank you. As for Xinghuo—I'm afraid we'll have to let them figure it out themselves."

On the other end of the phone, Vice Dean Wang sighed, "I see. This kid looks young, but he's got a deep mind."

"About the endorsement—"

"Let's put it aside for now," Vice Dean Wang said, his voice devoid of emotion. "I'll meet with Lao Pu first and then we'll talk about it."

As Zhang Qilin left the office, a message appeared before his eyes.

[Rewards: Green Robe Turns Around Fate Fragment +1, Evil People Have Their Own Evils Talisman +1]

Looking at the reward, he breathed a sigh of relief; the matter was finally over.

A thought flashed through his mind, and a message appeared before his eyes.

Evil people will always have their own talismans to hone.

After use, it can cause someone who is targeting you to begin experiencing a series of chain reactions of troubles within 24 to 72 hours. The root of these troubles is related to their past "evil".

Within at least 15 days, the target will be so exhausted by the ensuing troubles that they won't have time to bother you anymore.

As the performance draws closer, the atmosphere inside the Beijing People's Art Theatre becomes increasingly tense.

The actors are rehearsing with all their might, striving to present the most perfect performance on stage.

Before the end of rehearsal the day before the performance.

Based on the rehearsal progress over this period, director Gu Wei announced the cast list for the premiere on the 10th.

Zhang Qilin beat Chen Mo to become the first actor to play Xiao Shunzi.

Chen Mo's name was listed in the performance lineup for the second day.

After he finished speaking, there was a brief silence in the rehearsal hall.

Chen Mo's face showed little expression, only his fingers, hanging at his sides, trembled slightly.

Chen Mo was prepared, but he still felt disappointed after the announcement.

Finally, Director Gu Wei said, "According to the reforms implemented by the dean, apart from the arrangements made for the first two days, for the remaining performances, apart from the main roles, the roles of other characters will be decided by audience votes."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo couldn't help but look at Zhou Baocheng and the others.

Starting in the morning of May 9th, discussions about the performance gradually heated up online.

One of the most eye-catching news items is:

[Huayi Brothers' chairman, co-president, president of the TV drama division, and other senior executives will attend the performance to support their signed artist, Yu Zhen.]

Huayi Brothers, as one of the most dynamic entertainment companies in recent years, has artists under its wing who make up almost half of the entertainment industry.

The appearance of these high-ranking officials at the Capital Theatre to support Yu Zhen has naturally sparked widespread discussion.

This news caused a stir online.

Netizens have been speculating about the intentions behind Huayi Brothers' move.

Is it simply to support its artists, or is there a deeper consideration?

After all, Huayi Brothers' every move in the entertainment industry can affect the direction of the entire industry.

The actors at the Beijing People's Art Theatre also heard the news.

Everyone understands that tonight's performance is not only a stage to showcase their abilities, but also a rare opportunity.

If they perform well and are noticed by a large company like Huayi Brothers, their acting career will usher in a new era of development.

Chen Mo felt even more distressed. If he could get the premiere, and if his performance caught the eye of Huayi Brothers' executives, he wouldn't have to stay at the Beijing People's Art Theatre and endure humiliation for a small role.

Zhang Qilin has ruined me!

Thinking about this, one idea in his mind became even more firm.

We can't let Zhang Qilin shine too brightly, otherwise the audience will all vote for him, and we won't have a chance to play later.

Having figured everything out, and for the sake of his future, he decided to do something against his will—

On the afternoon of May 10th, the day of the performance.

4:00

Wangfujing Street outside the Capital Theatre is already bustling with activity.

The performance was still a few hours away, but audience members had already begun to arrive.

Groups of college students took photos with their phones, while elderly opera fans with gray hair strolled leisurely.

Several young fans with DSLR cameras surrounded the theater's exterior wall, looking for the best angles.

On the exterior wall of the theater, huge promotional posters swayed slightly in the wind, with Zhang Qilin's poster following those of several other lead actors.

"Quickly, quick, get into position!"

Several girls occupied the area directly opposite the poster, one of whom was holding a mirrorless camera and taking several photos of Zhang Qilin on the poster.

"He's much better looking in person than in the poster," the girl said, looking up at the poster. "His charisma during the CCTV interview was absolutely amazing."

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"An actor is one who can convincingly portray any role," another girl said.

Several girls chattered excitedly, with one of them occasionally taking out her phone to check the time.

Inside the theater, staff are conducting final checks.

The red seats were wiped spotless.

The lighting technician was adjusting the last set of side lights at the control panel, while the stage manager was moving back and forth backstage with a walkie-talkie, confirming the position of every prop.

4:30

Zhang Qilin walked backstage and found that quite a few people had already arrived.

Some people are applying makeup in front of a mirror, some are quietly reciting their lines in a corner, and some are staring blankly at their thermos cups.

Everyone had a similar tension on their faces, the calm before a great battle.

This reminded him of the feeling when he first appeared as an extra in "Teahouse".

At that moment, he was so nervous that he forgot to use talismans to relieve his stress.

He was also very nervous, but this time he didn't forget to sit in front of the makeup mirror and silently recite in his heart: "Activate the fragment of the Pure Sound of the Turbid World".

As the fragment of destiny is activated, a warm and gentle power spreads from the bottom of the heart to the whole body.

The noise and tension backstage seemed to be separated by an invisible film, becoming distant and blurry.

Those fragmented conversations, anxious pacing, and even the tension in the air could no longer affect him in the slightest.

He could clearly feel that his state of mind was like a calm lake, no longer affected by the external atmosphere.

In this state, he picked up his paintbrush, and the moment the tip touched his skin, he closed his eyes.

The image that appeared in his mind was no longer himself, but rather that thin, clever Xiao Shunzi, who possessed the wisdom of survival at the bottom of society.

He recalled the vigilance he felt while trying to survive in the cracks of the old society, the shifty look in his eyes when reading people's expressions—

He flicked his wrist, and the pen tip fell.

Every stroke is not just about embellishing the face, but about outlining the soul of the character.

He could almost feel that as the makeup was gradually perfected, another version of himself was slowly awakening from this body.

After putting on his makeup, he looked at the person in the mirror.

The reflection in the mirror is both familiar and strange; the eyes and expressions reveal the story and essence of another person.

He knew he was ready.