Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming - Chapter 211

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When Qin Guan heard this, he waved his hands again and again: “Sister Xue, have you forgotten that I worked with Zhang Yang on Sunflower? How did he evaluate me?”

“What kind of evaluation, why don’t I know.” Sister Xue began to pretend to be stupid.

Qin Guan helped his forehead helplessly and reminded, “You forgot? After filming, he patted me on the shoulder and said nothing for a long time.”

“It took a long time to say sorry. I was wondering, but he told the truth.”

“My image is no match for the directors of their generation!”

“What I’m saying is Zhang Yang’s original words! The directors of their generation either pursued the essence of influence extremely, and followed the technical flow, and the actors became foils, or they were paranoid about realistic forms and focused on grass roots. crowd.”

“And the few people who are on the business road are still lying on the mud and haven’t found their way out.”

“And my image, in Zhang Yang’s original words, is the gift of the creator, and it has nothing to do with the little people they want to shoot.”

“You take Huang Bo, I think he will be very popular, you want to take me, didn’t you mock those people in the past and can only make underground movies bitterly and hurt their self-confidence!”

Huang Bo was listening to the schadenfreude while listening to it. This is not a bad thing. Qin Guan, who has been crushed all the way with his good looks, can also be picked on by others, so he feels more comfortable.

In the end, it was not five minutes before Qin Guan took him with him.

“Who are you talking about! Who are you talking about! What’s wrong with me, I’m also an actor! Does the actor know?”

Qin Guan looked at Huang Bo very seriously and said, “Anyone who doesn’t want to go to this party is fine, but you must go! Gold always shines, and you can definitely ride the east wind!”

Huang Bo was suddenly startled by Qin Guan’s seriousness. While the two were still staring at each other meaningfully, Sister Xue gave the general policy of going together.

Aside from the situation in the mainstream entertainment industry, we can’t afford to provoke but we can hide, and go to those new-generation directors who are out of tune.

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The night of 798 is slightly cool, and the coldness of Industrial Street is reflected in the white moonlight.

The interlacing of reinforced concrete and waste parts, even the small ￠↗, m..c≤om midnight snack car at the end of the street cannot warm it.

Zhang Yuanba spit out a mouthful of sand and dust from flying over, holding the lo-mei and beer in a simple plastic bag, and headed to his secret base.

There were also a few friends who were as hungry as he was, waiting for him to return from foraging in the middle of the night.

In the long and narrow corridor of the abandoned warehouse, there was silence. Zhang Yuan walked straight towards the warehouse with the only light at the end.

Suddenly, the dazzling headlights of the car lit up behind him, which made him turn his head to cover the shadows in front of him with his hands, trying to get a clear view of the person in the car.

The person in the car saw the existence of Zhang Yuan, and turned off the car very well. The co-pilot, Sister Xue, stuck her head out and asked loudly in Zhang Yuan’s direction: “The 1122 warehouse in District 798 is here, right?”

Zhang Yuan nodded subconsciously, and three people got out of the car, two men and one woman.

He watched vigilantly at the few people who were getting closer and closer, and judged the distance between himself and the base camp. It was said that the workers who worked night shifts here had encountered several robbery by male and female robbers in a row. He also brought a younger brother, and he estimated that it would be difficult to fly.

Zhang Yuan took a deep breath, tremblingly prepared to speak to let the big brothers and sisters spare their lives, but lost his mind as these people got closer and closer to him.

The silver moonlight shone down from Qin Guan’s back, casting a slender figure on the potholes and dirt road. His cheeks were bathed in a faint light, making him seem illusory and like a fairy.

Not to mention that all directors have a romantic heart and infinite brains, Zhang Yuan only took 0.01 seconds to convince himself.

“Is it a human or a ghost? Is it a demon or a fairy?”

Huang Bo came forward with Sister Xue, and immediately picked up on Zhang Yuan’s words and flattered him: “Oh my god, I said, this director is different,

This greeting is so innovative and characteristic.

”

When Zhang Yuan could see the combination of the three people clearly, he coughed awkwardly to cover up his gaffe, and went down the steps by Huang Bo’s ladder: “It’s a friend invited by Zhang Yang, he didn’t even start today. I murmured, saying that it is a friend who has made movies together, and I plan to show us what a royal actor of a commercial film director is.”

“Come with me, they are all curious. Zhang Yang didn’t bring the DV, and they all thought he was bragging and cheating.”

The chatter Zhang Yuan instantly turned on the machine gun mode: “I’m stupid, I only believed that old boy today, and I didn’t lie. What’s your name? Qin Guan! It’s also the same name as the ancient scholar.”

“The name is really not in vain. You are a vase in a proper bad film. You are responsible for the appearance of all commercial films.”

Is there such a thing as complimenting…

“Those acting schools haven’t started to show off their acting skills yet, as long as your face appears on the big screen, hey! That’s going to be lively! Don’t care about men or women, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com old and young, why not If you have the time to watch movies, all of you will be waiting for you to continue to appear.”

“No, no! Why am I so excited, when did our group become vulgar, just thinking about the box office?”

Barabara, but at a distance of more than 100 meters, Zhang Yuan’s mouth is like Gatlin’s, and he keeps talking.

The hungry buddies in the warehouse with their chests on their backs heard Zhang Yuan’s babbling from far away.

“This kid! It seems that someone came back with him, or the kind of person who can arouse Zhang Yuan’s interest.”

“God, forgive me! Who will give us earplugs tonight, or I’ll be deaf by him!”

“Don’t say anything, don’t answer what he says, someone is here, be quiet.”

In an instant, the crowd surrounding a crumbling broken table in the warehouse calmed down as if their mouths were sealed by ok.

Leaving the wobbly yellow light bulb on the ceiling of the warehouse alone tells the sadness of loneliness.

The door of ‘Gazhizhi’ was pushed open, Zhang Yuan put the beer and side dishes on the big table, picked up the large porcelain jar next to him, and gululu poured half a cup of cool white Kai.

Zhang Yuan pointed to the audience of Qin, and then greeted Zhang Yang’s direction, like an old acquaintance, and introduced with his brother: “Come on, come and see, this is Director Zhang Er and we are all right. Just mention it, this person should only exist in the sky, how can there be a fighter in a vase that has been heard several times in the world: Qin Guan!”

After Zhang Yuan said these conscious and humorous words, he realized that the warehouse was still quiet. He put down the large porcelain jar in front of his face in confusion, and saw a group of people who were stunned, dead like petrification. He stared at Qin Guan who was standing under the dim light bulb of 20 watts.

The first person to react was Zhang Yang, who had worked with Qin Guan. He was the first to break the silence in the arena.

(To be continued.)