The hazy night.
Cold moonlight.
The cool breeze brings a sense of comfort and freshness.
“God is so unfair!”
Lu Yihong came back to his senses from the song and looked at Lu Yuan, who was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't hide his loneliness in his heart. He first complained, and then sighed.
The old boy sang out his inner feelings, which moved him deeply.
But how much imbalance is behind this?
Some people can become classics just by singing or writing something, while some people can just stay under an overpass in the cold for three years and it's useless.
"Why is God unfair?" Li Qing asked subconsciously.
"Why was Lu Yuan given such a good voice and such amazing talent... He is simply God's favorite." Lu Yihong sighed with a slight wry smile.
"..." Li Qing pushed his glasses. He wanted to say something, but didn't know how to respond for a moment.
He was a reserved person, and could only have fun when he was drunk and accompanied by someone. In addition, Lu Yuan's actions were beyond his expectations...
In short, he really didn't know how to describe Lu Yuan, this hidden slut.
"I think God is fair." At this time, Wang Jinxue, who was standing next to him, shook her head lightly, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes.
"Do you think this is fair?" Lu Yihong was puzzled.
"At least he looks ordinary, and he's just good-looking. If he becomes an actor, no matter how hard he tries, he's destined not to become a popular star... But you're different... You can make a living with your face, but he can't."
"..." Lu Yihong was silent.
Although Wang Jinxue's words made him uncomfortable, in terms of appearance, he was indeed much more handsome than Lu Yuan.
After all, before winning the Golden Bull Award for Best Actor, he had always relied on his looks to make a living. Even after winning the Golden Bull Award for Best Actor, countless people in the industry spread rumors that he got the award through a backdoor instead of relying on his acting skills.
Say he doesn't deserve the reputation.
After all, the Golden Bull Award for Best Actor is not a particularly prestigious award. To put it bluntly, it is just a hurdle on the road to becoming a traffic star or a veteran actor.
"So, it's fair, isn't it?" After Wang Jinxue finished speaking, she bent down, carefully put away her guitar, and looked at the bathroom.
"Even if I can't become a singer in this life, I'm not someone who relies on my looks to make a living." Wang Jinxue's words aroused a trace of pain in Lu Yihong.
He originally thought that winning the Golden Bull Award for Best Actor would prove that he was an actor with great acting skills rather than just a fresh-faced actor who relied on his looks to make a living, but later he found that he was not enough.
Unless, I can win Taiwan’s Golden Horse Award!
"Oh." Wang Jinxue nodded without saying anything, packed up her guitar and walked out the door.
Just at this moment, Lu Yuan walked out of the bathroom after brushing his teeth, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.
The originally successful show-off session was ruined by a vegetable leaf.
It feels bad to fail in pretending to be cool.
He really has no other requests, he just wants to act cool in front of others.
Is he wrong?
"Can we start?" Lu Yuan sat opposite Lu Yihong and looked at Lu Yihong. At this moment, he didn't want to talk to Lu Yihong about anything else.
"Well, we can start now."
"Let me tell you about the current situation. The total investment in my film Buried Alive is not much, only 800,000 yuan."
"I see."
"Are you sure you want to act?"
“Yes, I want to act.”
"If you want to act in my movie, you have to listen to me and the assistant director in everything. I don't have any movie kings or stars here, so you have to shoot whatever details I ask you to shoot, and you have to follow my arrangements. Can you accept this?" Lu Yuan continued to look at Lu Yihong and added again.
"This..." Lu Yihong was stunned, then his eyes hesitated for a while, and finally the hesitation turned into a firm "Okay!"
"Is this possible?"
"Well, yes, you can!"
"And you don't get much pay. At most I'll give you a share of the box office..." Lu Yuan looked at Lu Yihong, feeling a little strange.
Why does this Golden Bull Award winner look so submissive and unambitious?
Could it be that, like what is written in some YY novels, he was conquered by my song "Old Boy" and then fell down to worship me as his lord?
This is not nonsense...
"I don't mind." Lu Yihong shook his head.
"Can I ask you why you are so obsessed with this movie? You are an award-winning actor, and I am a small director with little filming experience... As for the assistant director Fatty Wei... well, you don't even know where he came from..."
"Bah, Lu Yuan, what do you mean! Say it again!" Fatty Wei was unhappy when he heard the word "gala". He stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to go up and argue with Lu Yuan.
"Get lost! You have no right to talk here!" Lu Yuan glared at Fatty Wei, the troublemaker, and was so angry that he could not even breathe.
"Why are you glaring at me... I... I am also an excellent student of Yanying after all..." Fatty Wei responded stubbornly but weakly when Lu Yuan glared at him. When he thought of Lu Yuan's somewhat arrogant temper, he sat back on the sofa.
I am a qualified person!
I won't argue with this ignorant person.
As for Li Qing, he didn't know why, but he felt that Lu Yuan was becoming more and more shameless.
"Professor Zheng called me, and I've read the script. I like it very much." Lu Yihong ignored everyone else and stared at Lu Yuan.
"Is this really true?" Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes.
"Do you have any cigarettes?" Lu Yihong suddenly looked at Lu Yuan.
"Don't you not smoke?"
"I... suddenly feel like smoking." Lu Yihong seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.
"Here." Lu Yuan handed Lu Yihong a "Honglan" and lit one for himself.
"Cough, cough, cough."
When two red orchids rose up, Lu Yihong was suddenly choked by the smell of smoke.
"If you don't know how to smoke, don't smoke. The cigarettes I smoke are all quite spicy." Lu Yuan shook his head.
"I was hidden by Joaquin Entertainment for a year without any resources to support me."
"Huh?" Lu Yuan was stunned. "Why? You are the best actor."
"I didn't want to act in the movies arranged by the company, and the company thought the movie I wanted to act in had no prospects and didn't let me act in it, so the conflict broke out."
"What role does the company want you to play?"
"A teen idol movie?"
"Hey, hey, you're a movie star, and you're starring in a teen idol movie."
"Um."
"What's wrong with the company? Why don't they let you play other roles?"
"I offended the senior management by not participating in the commercial performances as required by the company, and I did not follow the path they had set for me, so the conflict escalated again."
"So you were kept in cold storage for a year?"
"right!"
Being frozen can be very fatal to a star.
Although Lu Yihong has a face that can make a living, there are many people in the circle who are more handsome than him. For Joaquin, as long as there are some scandals, some entertainment hype, and a decent movie, it is not difficult to get a Golden Bull Award winner like Lu Yihong...
After all, although the Golden Bull Awards look very impressive to Wei Pangzi and others, in fact, their gold content is not as good as that of Taiwan’s Golden Horse Awards. Although there is only one word difference, the gap is really a world of difference.
If it was the Golden Horse Award for Best Actor, Lu Yihong would really be qualified to challenge Huajin Entertainment, but the Golden Bull Award...
Well, the concept is different.
"I understand." Lu Yuan nodded.
"So I want to prove that I am very confident in this movie, and I am also very confident in myself!" Lu Yihong suddenly looked at Lu Yuan, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
"Oh." Lu Yuan nodded.
At this moment, he suddenly found that he could not refute Lu Yihong.
In that case, then...
agree?
"so……"
"Fatty Wei, give him our contract. We want this actor."
"Ah, contract?" Fatty Wei was stunned.
"Yeah, it's a contract. What are you still standing there for?"
"Ah?" Fatty Wei was confused when he saw Lu Yuan's serious expression.
contract?
What contract?
Did you tell me about the contract?