Feverish actress cried after being angered by haters, but discovered the real culprit was at her bed

Wang Jinsong's little head suddenly twisted ninety degrees.

"What are you talking about?!"

Fearing that Wang Jinsong wouldn't believe it, Lu Yan even took out the script and showed it to him briefly.

After reading it, Wang Jinsong suddenly felt as if he had been transported to another world. He hesitated several times, unsure of what to say.

They're all in the same industry, so how could Wang Jinsong not know Huo Jianqi, the director of "Postmen in the Mountains"?

This is a renowned director who has won the Golden Rooster Award, a top director in the same tier as Wang Quan'an. He really couldn't understand it anymore. He had just finished filming one movie, and yet someone was already offering him another role, and for such a high-profile film.

Having taken on two roles in a row, both with such renowned directors, Wang Jinsong felt nothing but envy, shock, and confusion.

He knew Lu Yan's family background very well; he had no connections whatsoever. His first step, Jingzhe, could be considered luck, since it was an open audition held at the school, and anyone could participate.

For a production like this, without any introductions, you wouldn't even have a chance to audition.

Wang Jinsong gave a bitter smile: "Busy, being busy is good. Go ahead, go ahead."

The ultimate goal of learning is to work and make movies. Now that students have better career paths, how could he possibly create obstacles? He should be adding fuel to the fire.

After leaving the classroom, Lu Yan took a taxi to Finne's Private Kitchen to meet up with Yu Nan.

Lu Yan got into a taxi with a girlish vibe. The interior, except for the back seats, was covered with pink stickers.

It's so densely packed that there's practically no space left to even press a fingerprint.

The driver proudly said, "My daughter put these on. Don't you think they look nice?"

Lu Yan got on the bus, closed the door, and thought... well, it looks nice, but did you even consider how passengers with trypophobia would feel?!

"Master, please hurry."

"Handsome, you have good taste! I'm famous for my speed for miles around!"

Lu Yan: "..."

——03 Training Ground

As the largest existing training venue in the film, the 03 training venue covers an area the size of a basketball court, with the marble floor completely covered by soft mats.

The classroom is filled with all sorts of training equipment, and you can see the traces of the sweat that was once shed here.

At Beijing Film Academy, there are actually not many easy courses; the majority of courses are core professional courses.

Sound, form, expression...

  

Among the physical training courses, there is a movement course called "Wuxing," which is not a real martial arts course. It focuses on teaching some martial arts moves that might be used, mainly for the sake of appearance and performance. For example, it teaches the movements used when suspended by wires.

Or it could be some sword flourishes, somersaults, etc., the main focus is on all-round development.

The students in Class 02 changed into their matching sportswear and stood on the training field. This day was the most exciting for all the male students in the class because only on this day could they see those long, white legs!

"Zhu Yawen, where's Lu Yan? I don't see him."

While waiting for the teacher to arrive for class, Zhu Yawen and the others sat on the rest steps on the side, playing on their phones. Jiang Yiyan and Zhou Yang walked over, not seeing Lu Yan, and casually asked.

Zhu Yawen looked around: "Yeah, where's Lu Yan? I didn't see him this morning either."

At this moment, Luo Jin, who was standing to the side, took a bite of his steamed bun and then hid it, because eating was not allowed in the training room.

"He took leave and went out."

Jiang Yiyan: "Ask for leave? Why would you need to take leave?"

Luo Jin's face was full of speechlessness. You're asking me? Who should I ask? No, there's someone who should know.

Luo Jin turned to look at Liu Yifei, who was reading a book not far away. She had also heard their conversation.

Seeing Luo Jin looking over, he casually replied, "He went out to audition."

After saying that, Liu Yifei instinctively covered her mouth; she had let something slip!

Luo Jin and the others were stunned for a moment, looking at Liu Yifei with strange eyes.

Zhu Yawen was puzzled. How did Liu Yifei know something that none of them knew?

Luo Jin's eyes darted around: "Oh right, I remember now, Lu Yan said he went to audition this morning. Oh dear, look at my memory."

Everyone turned their attention back to Lu Yan's audition, and Liu Yifei breathed a sigh of relief when she realized no one was paying attention to her.

I know the teacher will definitely bring this up when they come over, but I'm worried they might misunderstand if I say it like this.

Hmph, whatever, if it's a misunderstanding, I'll beat up Lu Yan.

The teacher arrived, and class began. Today we're learning running and striking!

During lunch break, Luo Jin secretly sat down next to Liu Yifei. His expression was serious, as if he had made a major decision. He said to Liu Yifei, "Good luck, I'll keep your secret!"

Liu Yifei: "???"

—On the other side

Lu Yan met up with Yu Nan. Lu Yan didn't say anything during the journey, and Yu Nan assumed he was just nervous.

"Relax, it's just an audition, the important thing is to participate."

Lu Yan smiled, knowing full well that although Yu Nan said that, he knew this opportunity was precious. Yu Nan must have used connections or connections to get this chance. If he truly believed that participation was the most important thing, then he would have it once in his life.

However, I wouldn't say I was nervous.

【panel】

[Host: Lu Yan]

[Emotional Point: 2356]

[Skill: Voice (Tier 4)]

Form (second order)

Platform (Level 1)

Table (8th to 1st order)

Emotional resonance (not yet unlocked)

Character development (not yet unlocked)

[Form Upgrade!]

[Form Upgrade!]

[Emotional Point - 723]

[Emotional Point - 1456]

[Form: Level +2 Current: Form - Tier 4 (Intermediate)]

Lu Yan took some time to upgrade his cheat system, and seeing the text on the entry change from blue to purple, he couldn't help but feel happy.

His week of daily updates on Tianya was well worth it; in just a few days, he had collected nearly two thousand emotion points. Although it was tiring, the return was truly high.

He was also heavily criticized, with Xiao Yan's fans putting up the fiercest resistance. One of his posts was even reported and taken down.

He couldn't stand it any longer, so he posted a new thread and started criticizing by name.

The result is that a world where everyone else loses and only I win has been achieved.

"It's still a half-hour drive, why don't you take a nap first?"

"it is good"

Lu Yan nodded, preparing to conserve his energy for a good performance later. He had been a little unsure of himself before, but now he felt different.

If it's a competition of acting skills, he believes he has reached a professional level of performance. Moreover, he has the innate advantage of information asymmetry, so he is very confident in this role.

——Reception room of Qiuqi Studio, Chaoyang District

The pungent smell of secondhand smoke permeated the living room, and as sunlight streamed in, wisps of smoke could be seen rising into the sky.

Guo Xiaodong and his agent Wang Miao sat nervously at the long table. Wang Miao stubbed out his cigarette, his tired expression revealing his helplessness.

"That's just how this industry is. People with resources and capital can trample you underfoot at any time. Just accept reality."

"I'll go out first. You can adjust your mindset on your own."

Wang Miao gently patted Guo Xiaodong on the shoulder, left the room, and waited in the corridor.

The interplay of light and shadow concealed Guo Xiaodong's rugged face in darkness, making him appear gloomy and profound. Under the table, his hands were clenched into fists.

He suddenly stood up, the stool scraping against the ground with a screeching sound. Guo Xiaodong grabbed the ashtray, raised his hand high, but dared not put it down.

He went through so much hardship to get this role.

Now they have to compete with those who have connections again.

Everything had been agreed upon, except for the contract. Why can someone negate all his efforts with just one sentence?

This is not fair.

Guo Xiaodong wanted to smash the ashtray, curse Huo Jianqi, and leave, but he couldn't. He was helpless; he was just a fish to be slaughtered.

Guo Xiaodong stared dejectedly at the ashtray, slowly put it down, took a deep breath, cleared the jumbled thoughts from his mind, and his eyes shone with a determined light.

"I will not be defeated. Even if I face it a hundred times, ten thousand times, this role can only be mine!"

Guo Xiaodong left the room, and on the clear glass ashtray sat a freshly lit cigarette...