Chapter 115 A slender hand wearing a black leather glove emerged from it.
Sending a car to pick you up is a big idiot!
Do I not have an agent or an assistant? Do I need you to answer my call?
Hearing what the other person said, Xia Mian was so angry that her teeth itched. She said, "No need, I have someone to pick me up," and hung up the phone.
He spoke a bit loudly, and Zhao Wei heard him and asked, "What happened?"
“It’s nothing,” Xia Mian licked her back teeth, “just a junk call.”
"Oh. Don't worry about Director Gao, he's already decided on you. Just prepare well. As for those things on the internet, don't pay too much attention to them, lest they affect your performance. You should focus more on your work."
“I know, Viagra.”
Actually, Xia Mian felt quite wronged by Director Gao's sudden outburst today, but after calming down, he realized that he must have answered poorly in some ways. Director Gao has countless works to his name; there was no need for him to make things difficult for a newcomer.
As for what the problem was, he racked his brains but couldn't figure it out. He thought of a helper, but it was too late now, so he planned to call him tomorrow.
I don't know if it was because I thought about it during the day and dreamed about it at night, but that night Xia Mian dreamed about Gao Yifeng first.
In the dream, the other person waved the script, and the three lines on his forehead grew bigger and bigger until they became three mountains, pressing him down and making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Then, the scene shifts, and he's back in Beijing. After landing at the airport, Yu Heng bows to him with a grin: "Honey, I've come to pick you up! I'm so sorry I was too brief yesterday. How about I give you a five-yuan discount coupon...?"
Xia Mian punched him directly!
Zhao Wei, who came to wake me up, quickly stepped back. After a couple of seconds, still shaken, he said, "...Does your morning grumpiness have to be this bad? You almost broke my nose!"
"...I was dreaming just now, sorry, darling. Oh no, Viagra." Xia Mian hadn't yet shaken off the dream.
"What are you talking about? Get up now, or you'll miss your flight."
Xia Mian washed his face with cold water, and after waking up, he got ready to leave. Once in the waiting room, he called Zheng Qiming, with whom he had filmed "Infinite Escape." With the Best Actor award in hand, Zheng Qiming was sure to have unique insights into the role.
Zheng Qiming happened to be on break and had time to chat with Xia Mian. After Xia Mian recounted what happened yesterday, he laughed and said, "I've worked with Lao Gao before. He is indeed strict when he's working, but Xia, to be honest, you have a bigger problem."
He paused, then realized he might have said too much, and added, "Don't be upset."
“I’m not unhappy. It’s just that I’m a complete novice in acting and lack the skills, which is why I’m seeking help from an expert. Brother Qiming, please give me some pointers.”
These words not only humbled him in his thirst for knowledge but also subtly flattered Zheng Qiming, who was quite pleased. Moreover, there are very few young men these days who are willing to expose their shortcomings.
He didn't mince words and pointed out directly: "Your understanding of the character is too one-sided; you just read from the script. You think that's what kind of person Mo Yu is, just because the script describes him. But have you thought about why he became this kind of person? What kind of influence did his family and childhood environment have on him? Did he experience a drastic personality change? What caused that change? What was his personality like before the change?"
"In other words, you can't just understand his present; you have to understand his past in order to bring out the soul of the character. Take the simplest lines, for example: someone who grew up in the countryside can distinguish east from west and north from south, and can distinguish between different grains; a girl from a middle-class family is gentle and speaks slowly; someone who was abused at home as a child will also have violent tendencies when angry; and a rich kid speaks arrogantly and even acts bossy."
"You mean...we need to delve deeper into his biography?"
This young man is good; he understands things quickly. Zheng Qiming hummed in agreement: "That's right, you can write a short biography for him."
Zheng Qiming's words were like a hand, clearing away the clouds to reveal the clear sky. Xia Mian was overjoyed: "I understand! I'll get started right now!"
"You can send it to me when you're done writing it."
Zheng Qiming has been in the entertainment industry for a long time and has a calm personality. When recording "Infinite Escape," Xia Mian was embroiled in negative news, but he neither showed any aversion nor took the initiative to approach her, choosing to protect himself. The two did not have much contact.
Xia Mian was even happier that he was willing to help her read the biography: "Thank you, Brother Qiming! Are you free lately? Let's grab a meal together!"
"Not in the near future, I'm on vacation abroad. By the way, Xia, Lao Gao is a pretty good guy. But he has a personal relationship with Zhu Xuanqing, so you should think it over."
Zhu Xuanqing was the father of Zhu Ziqi and a famous director.
If Zheng Qiming hadn't mentioned it, Xia Mian would have almost forgotten that such a person existed in the world.
If the two truly have a personal relationship, Gao Yifeng might use Zhu Xuanqing's connection to sabotage or make things difficult for himself. If there are other options, it's best to avoid it.
The network of relationships within the directors' circle is intricate and complex; it's estimated that only actors with close personal relationships with the directors would know the details, and even Zhao Wei didn't have that knowledge. Zheng Qiming could have chosen not to tell him, but he still chose to do so anyway.
"Thank you, Brother Qiming." He thanked him sincerely once again.
"Don't mention it, go ahead and get busy."
"Understood!"
After the call ended, Xia Mian thought it over and decided not to tell Zhao Wei. As a director, no matter how good the personal relationships were, the work had to come first. If the film was a flop, the investors would reconsider the director, which meant money, and it wouldn't be worth it.
If Zhu Xuanqing really said something to Director Gao, Director Gao would at most be a little harsh on him; he couldn't deliberately portray the character negatively.
For Xia Mian, as long as he has acting opportunities, that's enough; he can overcome anything else with all his might.
However, Zheng Qiming was right about the characters. Xia Mian suddenly realized that she had only read the script and not the original novel. She hadn't done her homework properly.
Before boarding the plane, he downloaded the original novel "Legend of the Heavenly Dragon" to his phone and finished reading it on the way.
Compared to the script, the original novel provides a more detailed portrayal of the characters, giving Xia Mian a profound understanding of Mo Yu's growth trajectory. Reading the touching parts brought tears to her eyes.
This caused his nose to be red, making him look like he had just been crying.
What's even more infuriating is that he actually saw Yu Heng after getting off the plane! Fortunately, the other man had a serious expression and wasn't joking around, otherwise he really would have thrown that punch!
“Mr. Xia,” Yu Heng quickly came over, “Chairman Zhou…”
"He asked you to pick me up, right? No need, I told him last night that I have a car to take me."
"but......"
“It’s alright,” Xia Mian never made things difficult for working people. “I’ll tell Third Master again that it was my own fault for not getting on the bus. It has nothing to do with you. He won’t blame you.”
After speaking, Xia Mian took long strides, pulling the others along to speed up as well.
Zhao Wei had something to do and left immediately after getting off the plane. Chestnut and Big Yellow, unaware of what had happened, could only follow behind, their four little legs frantically moving around.
Their van was parked in the parking lot, and the three of them walked along, with Yu Heng following behind. When they reached the intersection, Xia Mian saw a large van in the distance, which, if she remembered correctly, was also registered under Kepler's name.
They really went all out; they even brought out a bus to pick him up.
Xia Mian snorted inwardly, ignored it, and continued walking forward. But just as she reached the back seat, the electric door suddenly opened.
A slender hand wearing a black leather glove reached out and wrapped around Xia Mian's waist, pulling her closer.
Chestnut and Big Yellow couldn't dodge in time and crashed directly into the car door.
Chestnut, being short and walking ahead, bumped into something quite badly. She rubbed her shoulder, wincing, and then realized: Where was her artist?
What about such a large summer hibernation?
She subconsciously looked into the car and saw that in the spacious back seat of the van, her artist was sitting on the lap of an extremely handsome man, his nose red from being teased.
...Damn, are there any paparazzi around? I really hope they don't take any pictures of me! Chestnut quickly scanned the area before remembering that the two of them were legally together.
You can hug me, sit on me, and do whatever you want in the car without any problem.
"Come on up," Zhou Pingchuan said.
"No, it's alright, we're not in a hurry, please continue." Chestnut turned around, pretending to be admiring the scenery in the underground parking garage.
He casually flicked his wrist and closed the car door.
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