Chapter 398 Qinhuai Night Talk
At the end of March, the ancient city of Jinling is in the midst of spring, with lush grass and chirping birds everywhere, and the city is full of vitality.
In the rest tent of the "Silent Shorthand" crew, the second female lead Wan Qian, dressed in a simple and elegant cheongsam, held a script in her hand, paced back and forth, and recited the lines softly.
Agent Fu Zhuoyu on the side waved her hands impatiently and asked anxiously: "My dear aunt, I didn't come to the crew to listen to you recite the lines.
The crew of "Tiny Times" is auditioning for the female lead. Are you really not going to participate? This movie is adapted from a best-selling novel. It already has a huge fan base. The box office is definitely going to be good. And it's two movies shot in a row!"
Wan Qian stopped and shook her head, saying firmly: "Sister Fu, we all know that there are not so many good things that fall from the sky.
Such high-quality resources have basically been selected long ago, so why waste time joining in the fun? "
A few days ago, the film "Tiny Times", adapted from the best-selling novel of the same name, was officially launched. It was mainly invested and promoted by LeTV Film and Television and directed by popular writer Guo Jingming. The crew publicly recruited four female protagonists in the entertainment industry for auditions.
Fu Zhuoyu muttered back, "That's true! But you can't say you have no luck at all. You just got this second female lead for nothing!"
Wan Qian glanced at her agent, then looked around cautiously, and snorted unhappily, "For my role, there are only a few sets of costumes over and over again, and they are very plain.
Look at Liu Shishi, she has over 70 formal wear styles. When the show is aired and the characters are compared, I will definitely be crushed.”
Fu Zhuoyu comforted him, "Silent Shorthand is well-made, and with Liu Shishi's ability to carry a drama, the ratings of this drama will definitely not be bad. Even the second female lead can get a share of the bonus. When the time comes, I will arrange to issue a press release, and I guarantee that your popularity will rise."
"I hope so." Wan Qian put down the script, sat down on the chair, picked up her phone and prepared to check the trending searches on Weibo.
"1. Chen Sicheng and Tong Liya officially announced"
Seeing the entry, Wan Qian curiously clicked on the link. It turned out that Chen Sicheng, the director of last month's hit drama "Peking Love Story", had expressed his deep love to actress Tong Liya on a variety show and officially announced their relationship.
After reading this gossip, Wan Qian couldn't help but sigh: "In the past, celebrities kept their love affairs secret for fear of being discovered. Now, they confess their love in public at any time, making it known to everyone."
"Times have changed! Today, popularity is traffic, and as long as it is managed properly, it can be converted into popularity. Tong Liya is currently very popular with "Northern Love", and now that her relationship is exposed and hyped, her popularity will definitely rise to a higher level."
"She became a bit famous because of 'Palace', and with the popularity of 'Northern Love', it's no problem for her to stay a second-tier actress. She can be considered to have made it. The competition among female stars is really getting more and more fierce."
Thinking that Tong Liya is one year younger than her, Wan Qian couldn't help but sigh that she is already 30 years old this year, and her golden period is only in these few years. If she doesn't seize the opportunity, it will be difficult for her career to make a big breakthrough in the future.
After envying Tong Liya for a while, Wan Qian suddenly had an idea and started to discuss with her agent: "Sister Fu, it's popular among female stars to create a persona now. Several of the most popular 85 flowers all have a persona label. Do you think I can also try to create a persona?"
Fu Zhuoyu nodded thoughtfully, "Establishing a persona can indeed improve recognition and attract fans accurately. A persona is like a 'living slogan' that can make the public remember you more quickly. I think it's worth a try."
With the approval of her agent, Wan Qian's eyes sparkled with anticipation: "Sister Fu, what kind of persona do you think is suitable for me?"
As a celebrity agent, Fu Zhuoyu has a lot of insights on this: "If you want your character to last, it's best to be close to your real personality.
If the gap between the persona and the true nature is too big, it will be difficult to maintain it for a long time. Once it is exposed, the backlash caused by the collapse of the persona will be too severe, so it must be considered carefully. "
Wan Qian lowered her eyes and pondered, and suddenly a bold idea came to her mind: "If we are going to establish a character, let's establish the most outstanding character! An oriental classical beauty, low-key and elegant, as quiet as a chrysanthemum, what do you think, Sister Fu?"
Fu Zhuoyu looked at Wan Qian meaningfully. She didn't expect that the seemingly docile girl actually had such ambition.
Looking at the entire entertainment industry, the only one who dares to establish a persona of being as calm as a chrysanthemum and not fighting or competing is the No. 1 actress in Chinese entertainment!
Fu Zhuoyu's tone was solemn, and every word was like a hammer: "Have you thought it through? You should understand that there is a strongest opponent in this track.
She is the ceiling of light color, and is regarded as a dual benchmark of oriental classical aesthetics and fashion culture.
The key is that she has the confidence to follow her heart and not fight or compete, but other women in the entertainment industry can’t do that! "
Wan Qian's eyes flashed with hesitation for a moment, and then turned into a desperate determination. The sense of crisis at the age of thirty is always with her. If she doesn't fight hard now, when will she be able to make a name for herself in the entertainment industry?
So he gritted his teeth and responded decisively: "Sister Fu, how many chances can you have in life? My current status is far from that of Liu Shishi, so even if I create a similar character, it won't have much impact on her.
As for the possibility of my character collapsing and backlash in the future, I will have to wait until I become famous. "
"Okay!" Fu Zhuoyu smiled. Agents like artists who are ambitious and hardworking. "It takes time to build a personal image. Since you have made up your mind, I will help you plan slowly.
From now on, you must maintain a modest and indifferent attitude in front of the public. I will gradually issue press releases to guide the public's understanding and create an image of a "Buddha Goddess" for you. "
"I'm totally relying on Sister Fu!"
"I am bound by your interests. I also hope that you can become famous and get a share of the entertainment industry."
While Wan Qian and Fu Zhuoyu were making careful plans, two young and beautiful figures broke into the rest shed.
The two smiled brightly and greeted in unison: "Sister Qian, Teacher Fu!"
"Yuan Bingyan, Hu Bingqing, it's you!" Wan Qian responded affectionately, but she felt a growing sense of urgency in her heart. The new generation born in the 1990s had already begun to enter the entertainment industry, and she had to hurry up.
Hu Bingqing's eyebrows were curved, and his face was full of the innocent optimism of a newcomer to the entertainment industry: "Sister Qian, Bingyan and I just asked Director Kong for leave together. We are going to Beiping tomorrow to audition for the movie "Tiny Times"."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zhuoyu, who was standing by, glared at Wan Qian fiercely. His eyes were clearly complaining that the newcomers were more active than you.
Wan Qian pretended not to see the look in her manager's eyes and smiled at the two young ladies, "The entertainment industry is a complicated place, more complicated than you think. I'm afraid this trip will be in vain."
"It doesn't matter. Bingyan and I are still students. We should just go out and see the world and gain experience."
Looking at the two energetic faces, Wan Qian forced a smile and encouraged them, "You might as well give it a try and feel the atmosphere of a movie audition."
"Bingyan, why don't you speak?" Hu Bingqing looked at his friend curiously. She was usually the most lively person on the set.
Yuan Bingyan was shocked. She pointed at the resting shed of the leading actress Liu Shishi next door and stammered, "Is that Song Ci? Am I seeing things? Song Ci is here to make a film!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a handsome man in a well-ironed suit walking into the rest shed under the guidance of a female assistant. The nobleness between his eyebrows and his outstanding appearance that surpassed that of a celebrity were very recognizable. Everyone recognized at a glance that he was the richest man.
"He should be here to visit Liu Shishi." Wan Qian narrowed her eyes, wondering whether she should go over to pay a visit and become familiar with the richest man.
Wan Qian was not the only one who had this idea. Yuan Bingyan's eyes were burning, and she was eager to try by pulling Hu Bingqing's sleeve: "Sister Qian, Bingqing, should we go over and say hello?"
While they were hesitating, Liu Shishi came walking in on high heels. Her carefully styled wavy hair was half tied up into a retro bun, and her beige woolen skirt wrapped her graceful figure.
The dark brown belt outlines her slender waist, and the beret is buckled diagonally on her temples. She looks dignified and elegant, and her every move reveals the style of the Republic of China.
The moment they approached the rest shed, Liu Shishi suddenly quickened her pace, trotted into Song Ci's arms, hugged her husband tightly, and her voice had a coquettish ending.
"Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming to the crew? I could have picked you up at the airport."
After not seeing each other for a few days, Song Ci missed his wife very much. He put his arms around her slender waist, lowered his head and kissed her gently between her eyebrows: "I missed you, so I came to see you."
Liu Shishi leaned her head on her husband's chest and said affectionately: "I miss you, too, husband!"
The two of them suddenly realized that there was no one around, so they just hugged each other quietly. After a while, Liu Shishi blushed and let go of her hand: "Yi Yi, can I take you around the crew?"
"No need, the sets are all the same." Song Ci smiled and shook his head, "But a few days ago, Lin Hao heard that you were filming in Jinling and asked to come visit the set. When he comes one day, you can take him around the crew, he is very curious about filming."
"Oh, yes. Lin Hao is from Jinling. I haven't seen him for a long time."
The couple sat down and chatted about family matters. Assistant Su Xiaoxiao attentively brought snacks and fruits for Boss Song to enjoy.
"Yi Yi, Guo Jingming, who was as famous as you in the early years, has changed his career to become a director and wants to make his movie Tiny Times into a movie."
"I've heard that the female leads of the movie have been decided to be Yang Mi and Ni Ni."
Liu Shishi curled her lips and said, "The entertainment industry is still the same. Naza chatted with me on WeChat before and wanted to go for an audition. I advised her not to waste her time."
Song Ci chuckled: "Guo Jingming is very smooth in dealing with people. He asked LeTV for investment in Tiny Times and gave LeTV's top actress Ni Ni a role.
They invited Yang Mi to play the leading female role to show their goodwill to Tengda Culture. They are playing both sides, very smart. "
"By the way, Shibao, let me tell you something interesting?"
Liu Shishi leaned closer to her husband and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"
Song Ci held his wife's soft hand, feeling her coldness, and then he held it in his palms and gently stroked it:
"Seeing Guo Jingming become a director, Han Han was not to be outdone and took the initiative to seek support from Tengda Culture, hoping to cross over and become a director as well."
"Han Han also wants to be a director. The two of them are competing with each other!"
Song Ci smiled slightly: "They have always regarded each other as rivals."
At that time, Song Ci, Han Han and Guo Jingming were collectively known as the 80 emerging writers, but with the rise of Tengda Group, Song Ci became the richest man, completely leaving the other two behind.
Netizens only compared Han Han and Guo Jingming. Now that Guo Jingming has taken the lead in becoming a director, Han Han feels that he is not inferior to him and also plans to become a director and make movies.
The two smiled at each other, completely unaware of the envious looks from outside the shed.
Song Ci stayed with the crew for half a day, and at dusk he went to the Confucius Temple with Liu Shishi to enjoy the grand sight of the Qinhuai Lantern Festival.
The gentle breeze of late spring still carries a hint of warmth, rolling up the mist from the surface of the Qinhuai River and brushing across the continuous lights on both sides of the river.
As a nationally famous scenic spot, the area around Confucius Temple has long been filled with lights, crowds of tourists, and a lively atmosphere.
The couple, wearing baseball caps and masks, fully armed, quietly blended into the crowd, admiring the various lanterns hanging under the eaves of the red pavilion.
"Yi Yi, I want to take a boat ride!"
"good!"
Song Ci, as always, accommodated Miss Liu. Hand in hand, the two of them stepped onto the black-sailed pleasure boat moored on the bank of the Qinhuai River.
The pleasure boat slowly left the shore. Two vermilion sheep-horn lanterns were hung on the bow, and the halo of light spread out like tiny golden waves on the dark blue water.
Liu Shishi leaned against the carved railing at the bow of the boat. Song Ci hugged his wife from behind, feeling the evening breeze passing by his ears.
Liu Shishi's eyes were filled with soft light, feeling the comfort and leisure at the moment, admiring the colorful lights on the eaves and corners of the buildings on both sides of the river, and murmured, "It's so beautiful! Husband, I really want to be with you like this until we grow old."
Song Ci's voice was filled with a carefree smile: "My heart remains the same. It is indeed very comfortable to be with the one I love."
Liu Shishi snuggled closer to her husband's arms, murmuring, "I will love you well, Yi Yi."
Song Ci smiled: "That's right, your husband is very popular!"
"Hmph!" Miss Liu snorted proudly, and then she said softly, "Actually, before we got the marriage certificate, I was quite unconfident for a while. I was afraid that I wasn't good enough, and I wasn't good enough for you. I was worried about gains and losses."
Song Ci rubbed his cheek against his wife's hair: "You are imagining things again! Matters of the heart can never be measured rationally.
Love is not only about liking the "good" in the other person, but also about being willing to walk with him/her and grow together even after knowing his/her "bad" side. In my heart, you are the best, I love you, and that is enough."
After saying that, Song Ci kissed his wife's rosy earlobe through the mask, and his warm breath brushed her ear: "Just be happy when you go out to play. We are already an old couple. We are destined to be together for the rest of our lives. Don't think too much.
Look at the largest dragon and phoenix lantern in front. Its shadow is cast on the water, and it looks like a dragon and a phoenix dancing, vivid and lifelike. "
Liu Shishi collected her thoughts and followed her husband's gaze. On a stone bridge not far away, there was a huge lantern hanging. The dragon and phoenix patterns on the lamp wall flowed in the candlelight and were reflected in the rippling waves. It was indeed very vivid.
She tilted her head slightly upward, her profile glowing softly under the illumination of the palace lanterns, her eyes moving with the lights on both sides of the river and the figures of the people around her.
"Yeah, it's really beautiful." Miss Liu responded softly, her voice as gentle as water, "But..."
Under Song Ci's surprised gaze, Liu Shishi suddenly turned around and swiftly pulled off their masks. She put her hands on her husband's shoulders and pressed her warm lips against his moist lips.
The river breeze blew up the strands of hair on Liu Shishi's forehead, and a few strands of hair brushed across Song Ci's cheek, which made him feel itchy, but also made him feel soft in his heart.
(End of this chapter)
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