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

Chapter 129 The First Endorsement?

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

Rehearsal is over.

Lin Zhaohua didn't announce the disbandment. He turned to Zhang Qilin and asked again, "Xiao Zhang, are you sure everything's okay?"

Zhang Qilin nodded seriously: "No problem, Director Lin."

Song Dandan walked over to Zhang Qilin and said, "Child, you don't need to be in such a hurry. You can wait another ten days or so."

Zhang Qilin knew that Song Dandan meant well, and said with a smile, "Teacher Song, I'm really ready."

Lin Zhaohua said with a smile, "Then let's do a scene from the third act, the scene where Xiao Pengda first appears. Let's go through it from the beginning. Xiao Zhang, you don't need to feel pressured. Just move around. You can recite the lines or not."

As soon as Lin Zhaohua said this, the entire rehearsal hall fell silent.

All eyes were on Zhang Qilin.

Xiao Pengda appears in the third act, which is also the last scene of the entire play.

The emotional conflict was intense, and the movement and maneuvering were complex. From the moment they appeared at the entrance to the standoff with guns drawn, the fight broke out, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

For a newcomer, even the slightest mistake can lead to error, making it extremely difficult.

"How is it? Are you confident?" Lin Zhaohua asked.

"Okay, Director Lin," Zhang Qilin nodded.

Lin Zhaohua's voice rang out in the rehearsal hall: "Act Three, Xiao Pengda's first appearance, get ready."

The actors quickly moved to their starting positions.

Zhang Qilin walked to the side of the stage, took a deep breath, and walked from the south gate towards the center of the stage.

He made a gesture of carrying a suitcase with his left hand, and pretended to hold a flashlight with his right hand, walking with a lazy gait.

He looked down, his gaze sweeping across the ground, at the non-existent flyer.

He casually flicked his right toe, squatted down again, picked up a flyer with two fingers, looked at it under the flashlight, and let out a soft chuckle.

"Marching towards the great new China!"

Zhang Qilin read slowly and deliberately, each word tinged with amusement.

As he spoke, he took three more steps forward and stopped about two meters in front of Yuan Guozhong, played by He Bing.

This distance is just right to bring everyone in the courtyard into view.

"Whose?"

He Bing looked at the young man in front of him and nodded inwardly.

A distance of two meters.

Not too close, not too far.

He stood sideways, his chin slightly raised, his gaze slanting from the corner of his eye.

That wasn't looking at people; that was sizing up a group of things.

He had seen too many young actors move in a very proper and orderly manner, hitting every point precisely, but that was mechanical movement.

Zhang Qilin is different.

He handed out flyers out of contempt, stopped two meters away to maintain control, and stood sideways because he didn't take the person in front of him seriously at all.

He just hasn't fully grasped the character yet, and the realism is still lacking.

But the meaning is already there.

This kid's got something.

Thinking of this, He Bing opened his mouth and shouted, "Mine, mine—"

Almost as soon as the last word was uttered, He Bing stumbled in with hurried little steps, an exaggerated fawning smile plastered on his face.

"This is mine."

The story continues.

This section mainly tells the story of Xiao Pengda returning to the courtyard with a gun, intending to elope with Zhou Ziping, who has a crush on him.

They also want to arrest Yuan Jiangmiao, the son of Yuan Guozhong, played by He Bing.

Yuan Jiangmiao resisted and eventually a fight broke out.

He Bing was the first to rush forward and grab Zhang Qilin's wrist, which was holding the gun. Yuan Jiangmiao and several other actors who played neighbors also rushed forward.

Zhang Qilin's body reacted.

He hunched over, turned to the side, and tried to break free, his gun-wielding hand swaying and rising amidst the struggle of several hands.

The footsteps of several people intertwined instantly, their positions rapidly changing, forming a chaotic yet stable entangled mass.

Zhang Qilin stumbled half a step during the shoving, his back hitting the virtual courtyard wall, and was immediately pulled back to the center.

Song Dandan looked at Zhang Qilin, who was entangled with the crowd.

She genuinely didn't believe Zhang Qilin could memorize all the movement patterns.

Although she thought highly of Zhang Qilin, how could a normal person memorize the movements of so many people in just half a month?

She simply can't do it.

But Zhang Qilin maneuvered, dodged, bumped into, and broke free from the crowd.

Every step was taken on an unseen marker.

It was truly chaotic, but within that chaos there was rhythm, there was breathing, and there was a character struggling in dire straits.

Did he really do it?

Song Dandan's gaze followed Zhang Qilin's back, her eyes showing a mixture of surprise and joy.

Xu Fan stood aside, watching Zhang Qilin, and noticed that Zhang Qilin's ability to capture emotions during his movements was still somewhat awkward.

In some places, the effort was too much, and in others, it wasn't enough.

But the direction is right.

To be able to understand the character to this extent in such a short time.

As long as you continue to maintain this level and constantly improve your emotional expression, you will be able to evoke a stronger emotional resonance from the audience on stage.

She felt that the child was an extremely talented actor.

Yang Lixin couldn't help but nod.

In just half a month, I recorded the scheduling and movement of so many people.

This kind of mentality and resilience is something that not everyone, let alone their peers, can achieve, even among veteran actors who have been in this industry for many years.

This is a good thing for the theater.

Pu Cunxin's expression gradually shifted from initial surprise to relief.

Zhang Qilin's performance has repeatedly exceeded my expectations, demonstrating more than just learning ability.

Learning ability can be trained, but talent cannot be developed.

For him, the better Zhang Qilin performs, the more promising the future of Beijing People's Art Theatre will be.

"Bang!"

A simulated gunshot sound effect plays.

In an instant, all the fighting figures were frozen in place.

Zhang Qilin maintained the posture of leaning back with his arms twisted in mid-air at the last moment.

He Bing grabbed his wrist, and everyone else froze in place, their eyes all focused on the loosely held pistol.

The entire stage scene is frozen in time.

The following scenes are all a one-man show by He Bing.

therefore.

"stop!"

Lin Zhaohua's voice broke the silence.

Everyone immediately relaxed and stood up straight.

Zhang Qilin resumed his calm standing posture.

Lin Zhaohua looked at Zhang Qilin with surprise and admiration in his eyes: "Xiao Zhang, well done. That's enough for today, we'll continue tomorrow."

He didn't say much, but everyone understood.

Director Lin was very satisfied.

For the actors who had other performance commitments, their admiration for Zhang Qilin was not only admiration, but also gratitude.

This child allowed them to free up more time to rehearse other plays.

While packing their things, some people had already started planning to ask for leave.

He Bing walked up to Zhang Qilin and patted him hard on the shoulder: "Kid, you're pretty good!"

Song Dandan walked around Zhang Qilin for a short while, as if examining some novel object: "How does this child's brain work? He memorized the movements of so many people in such a short time."

Xu Fan nodded in agreement: "It is indeed hard to imagine."

Zhang Qilin scratched his head and smiled shyly: "It's just that after finishing my studies during the day, I practice with my classmates at night."

Yang Lixin and Pu Cunxin, who were not far away, exchanged a glance.

In the following days, supporting actors began to ask for leave, and Zhang Qilin took over the roles to rehearse the blocking.

There were no errors whatsoever.

Through filming, he gained a deeper understanding of the character.

During the break between classes that morning, the door to the rehearsal hall was pushed open, and Wang Lei walked in.

Zhang Qilin stood up and asked, "Teacher Wang, who contacted me this time?"

Wang Lei was taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening. A smile crept onto his calm face: "Director Zhao from the Performance Center is looking for you."

Zhang Qilin didn't ask him why he wanted to see him anymore. He nodded to Wang Lei and left the rehearsal hall.

We arrived at the door of the director's office at the performance center.

He knocked on the door and only went in after receiving permission.

As Zhang Qilin entered the room, he saw Zhao Tongfu, the director of the performance center, sitting behind his desk.

"Xiao Zhang is here, come and sit down," Zhao Tongfu greeted him warmly.

Zhang Qilin sat down opposite Zhao Tongfu: "Director Zhao, you wanted to see me?"

"Here's the thing, you've received so many endorsement offers lately. We've screened them and obtained the actors' consent, so we're bringing them over for you to see?"

Upon hearing Zhao Tongfu's words, Zhang Qilin was about to refuse, but then he thought for a moment and asked, "Director Zhao, may I ask what kind of endorsement it is?"

Zhang Qilin changed his mind because he had been in this world for several months and had been learning the whole time, never monetizing his online traffic.

I've been spending a lot of money lately, and it's not a good idea to keep asking my father for money.

When Zhao Tongfu saw that Zhang Qilin agreed, his smile widened.

He took out a document and handed it to Zhang Qilin: "Since you're just starting out as a spokesperson, we prioritize safety, so this time we chose a shampoo brand that's quite well-known and has a good reputation in China: Badao Shampoo."

Upon hearing this name, Zhang Qilin couldn't help but frown.

He rarely uses these hair care products.

Seeing Zhang Qilin's expression, Zhao Tongfu asked, puzzled, "Little Zhang, is there a question?"

"Director Zhao, I've never used it before—"

"This brand is great, and Brother Long is its brand ambassador."

Upon hearing that it was the brand endorsed by Brother Long, he was even less likely to endorse it.

Whatever Brother Long endorses, trouble follows.

Moreover, if his memory serves him right, this product has collapsed several times.

If he were to become a spokesperson, his reputation might be negatively affected.

So he said, "Director Zhao, I won't endorse anything I haven't personally used."

"We can arrange for you to use it."

"Director Zhao, I don't like using random, haphazard things."

"Then what will you use?"

"I use sulfur soap."

Zhao Tongfu stared wide-eyed at Zhang Qilin: "Why are you using such cheap stuff?"

Zhang Qilin said with a smile, "Director Zhao, don't let its low price fool you, it's a really good product."

"What's so good about it?"

Zhang Qilin pointed to Zhao Tongfu's slightly balding hair and said, "It can help you grow your hair."

"Really?"

"Look at the 1960s and 70s, when there was no shampoo, how many people were bald? And look at what happened after shampoo entered China."

Although he didn't know if his baldness was related to shampoo, when he was thirty years old on Earth, his hair started falling out in clumps, and he also had a lot more gray hair.

Later, I consulted a traditional Chinese medicine doctor who suggested switching to sulfur soap and Bee Flower hair conditioner.

After that, he cut his hair short and washed it with sulfur soap every ten days.

During the ten days, wash your hair with clean water every other day.

After a few months, the hair loss stopped, and after a year, the amount of gray hair also decreased.

From then on, he never used any shampoo again.

Even after coming into this world, he didn't change his habits.

Zhao Tongfu persuaded, "Whether what you say is true or false, the endorsement fee offered by Badao is quite substantial, and this endorsement will greatly help increase your popularity—"

Zhang Qilin shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Director Zhao, I won't answer questions I don't need. I'll be going now."

After saying that, he stood up and left the office.

Watching Zhang Qilin leave, Zhao Tongfu picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Director Wang, Zhang Qilin disagrees."

"Why?" Vice Dean Wang asked.

Zhao Tongfu explained Zhang Qilin's reasons.

After a moment of silence, Vice President Wang said, "I understand. I'll talk to him myself."