Recapture the Entertainment Industry - Chapter 85

It is time to fall.

The summer heat gradually dissipated, the green plants in the courtyard began to wither, and the dense leaves fell all over the ground, exposing lonely and tough branches and veins, growing up into the sky.

Fresh air poured into the wide-open window, and the building was high. Xu Zhen was sitting in a wheelchair and looked sideways.

The movable right hand gently rubbed the buttons on the armrest of the electric wheelchair, and when pressed, the wheelchair made a small buzzing sound and rolled forward a few steps.

Back, forward, forward, back. Enjoy it.

After Cao Dingkun’s death, he had also been in a wheelchair for a while. He was hit particularly hard that time, and he lay in bed for a long time before he could barely walk down. Because organizing an audition will need to play a relationship of tenderness, even if he can leave, he also needs to pretend a patient who cannot walk freely. At that time, he was pushed into various media and television buildings by Su Shengbai. His mentality was relatively stable. After all, being unable to get up and walking was just an illusion.

Lying always comes at a price. Now he can’t separate himself from the wheelchair in his whole life. No matter how long he can live, all the specially designed action buttons on the right side of the wheelchair will accompany him throughout his life. This is more like a curse.

In order to ensure convenient transportation, the latest sanatorium is selected in the urban area, and the environment is naturally not as good as that in the suburbs.

He can no longer live alone, and even a caregiver may not be able to take care of a patient like him. It is a big problem to excrete incontinence alone. Xu Zhen had to put on a diaper that he has been extremely repellent from the moment he learned it, and settled in a wheelchair with a slumped posture and resentment against himself in the pants.

“Guide Xu.” Someone opened the door. Xu Zhen controlled the wheelchair and turned around with difficulty. The sharpness of his eyes was better than ever. One look made the person quickly stand upright. He is an associate director. “Ready to go, you Are you ready here? “

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The street trees in t are sycamore trees. At this time of the day, the ground is covered with yellow sycamore leaves, which are large and crisp. The wheels are rolled over and brushed.

The seat was laid flat, and Luo Ding lay on his side and yawned. Stars of water leaked from his eyes, which he rubbed hard with his fingers.

Wu Fangyuan painfully covered his body with a thin blanket, and took away his mobile phone with the other hand still unwilling to put down: “Sleep for a while, I went to the event last night until early in the morning, what time is it? I will call you when I get . “

Gu Yaxing brushed his head in the co-pilot seat, brushed his tablet from time to time, and looked back from time to time, because he changed his hairstyle and looked very spirited.

Luo Ding beckons while yawning: “Return my mobile phone.”

Even though Wu Fangyuan was distressed, he did not dare to take him seriously, and reluctantly returned him the mobile phone.

Opening it is Duan Xiubo’s WeChat: “Don’t talk too much to others, take Xiao Wu with you when you participate in the activity, don’t drink alcohol, you will die if you have a bad drink.”

Luo Ding chuckled and replied, “I see.”

Duan Xiubo started a short-term activity in September. The time is not long, but he can’t leave halfway. There is a time lag with Luo Ding. Now it is about 8.9 pm on his side.

The two people who are separated are more tired than when they are together. It is not the same to break through the window paper. One phone call per day is still small, and the interaction of SMS and WeChat is non-stop all day. Luo Ding thought that the other party he saw during the Internet call yesterday afternoon had a swollen face because of a bad rest, and he had such unspeakable pity.

Gu Yaxing turned his head several times, and frowned when he saw his expression: “Who do you send a message to?”

“Old section.” Luo Dingshun handed the phone to Wu Fangyuan, rolled over and pulled the blanket, and yawned.

Gu Yaxing frowned. It was natural that he knew who the old section was, and Luo Ding had never called anyone such an intimate title. With Duan Xiubo’s current status, he and Luo Ding should have made Gu Yaxing happy, but Gu Yaxing always felt that there was something wrong.

No matter how often two people get along or communicate with each other, they are much closer than ordinary friends. Just now, the expression on Luo Ding’s face was reluctant and sweet. Although he did not smile, the tenderness of his eyes was evident. Gu Yaxing also has a few buddies of his own. He has never seen anyone so tired and cramped. If he really encounters this one, he may be sick of goosebumps.

Thinking of this kind of thing is a brain cell, Gu Yaxing’s mind turns around and then puts it down. Luo Ding is not like the ordinary artists in the company. When facing him, Gu Yaxing pays more attention to maintaining respect and distance. Today he is busy enough. If the director of the cast that started today is special, he said that it would be impossible to take the time to accompany Luo Ding. The current situation of Yaxing Studio is getting better every day. Luo Ding has driven the studio’s resources, and the resources have also promoted the network. Now the third trainees have made their debut. Yes, some also got the chance to shoot idol dramas. These people dare not talk about the situation of Luoding, but it’s not too difficult to climb up with Wuthering. Gu Yaxing has to take them now and take care of Luoding. It can be said that it is painful and happy.

The career he has worked for has improved, and he can still be regarded as a successful person in the traditional concept.

“I forgot to tell you.” When Luo Ding was ready to sleep, he refused to take care of himself, and Gu Yaxing was not angry. He swiped a few times on the screen and showed it to him. “This year’s invitation to music for the year has arrived, and your new special this year Which song is shortlisted is still under discussion. According to this year’s sales, you are 100% winning. But I am not sure what the award is. The singer who released the album this year did not have more than the previous years. Those are still the ones. The senior ones seem to plan to retire. Maybe you can really get the best singer or best album or something. “

Luo Ding smiled: “I’m not happy at all.” There was a feeling that the enemy was not too weak but too weak.

This guy really got cheap and sold well. Now that the young singer is red, who can really ignore the qualifications and go over the older singers? Middle-aged and older fans are more crazy than young fans, but they only have the right to speak in order to brazenly blame young fans for their brain damage. Luo Ding’s luck is good enough. Few have come out this year to beat the age. If you dare to grab the glory of these old singers, that’s the rhythm of recruiting the dark. Gu Yaxing glared at him, thinking for a moment, but a little worried: “There is nothing worth worrying about in the album, but I have to live in the group with you at that time. Fang Yuan has limited ability after all …” He sighed, “You said Xu Zhen is so now This state of mind, I heard that although he was half-attacked, the anger was not too small. He who was throwing a bowl and smashing a bowl in the nursing home was also picky. If he gets nervous in the crew and looks for your stubble, he is a patient, and you even refute No, it must say that you do n’t respect seniors when you pass it. “

He heard that he was knocking side by side, Luo Ding smiled to indicate that he was not so impulsive, but his heart was a little heavy.

Has Xu Zhen actually reached this point? Obviously the one who loves feathers and pays attention to outsiders’ eyes is easy to not even look dark outside, and now his temper is so well-known that he is so well-known that when he saw the other party in the hospital last time, he could vaguely feel the spirit of the other party Not right, Luo Ding sighed.

Decades of love ended in this end. There is nothing to be happy about.

The car slowly drove towards the outskirts of t city, Luo Ding took a short rest, his heart tightened, he sat up, and looked out of the window with a gaze. This road leads to the place where he remembers most in his life–

-Taiheng Mountain.

In his last life, he was buried here last time.

T city has a complete film and television base, and Tai Hengshan’s Vice Peak has the city’s most splendid temples. The smell of incense has become richer from the mountainside. Believers continue along the way. The car stops at the temple door. The crew of the crew is almost there.

To this day, the crew is full of surprises and fatalities. Starring and director have been involved one after another, and various problems such as funding, shooting, and personnel are endless. It ’s really impossible not to come in for a bit of incense. Even Luo Ding, who has always been superstitious, began to question his own materialism after so many things. This extra life is not something that can be explained clearly by science.

The golden Buddha’s treasure was solemn, and the media did not dare to offend the holy place of Buddha’s gate. He stood at the front of the door several rows, set the car down, and the sound of various shutters continued.

Yuan Bing greeted them together. The ladies wore more traditional clothes. They were long trousers and trousers, and the colors were not very bright. Seeing that Luo Ding’s spirit seemed not so good, they all came together to ask for the cold.

Luo Ding talked to them one after another, and his eyes fell on the car that was parked at the innermost place. The door opened from the inside that could not be captured by the camera. Inside it was a staff member who knew Luo Luoding from around the world. He almost guessed who was sitting inside. It didn’t take long for Xu Zhen to be pushed out.

The style of the wheelchair is very special. The backrest seems to be tilted much more than ordinary wheelchairs. Xu Zhen leaned on it, covered the blanket from the waist, no smile on his face, and kept his head down.

Luo Ding watched sharply as he squeezed his right fist tightly after hearing the shutter sound.

Sighing, Luo Ding found that when he saw him, there was no wave in his heart, including compassion.

The lens of the media seemed to make Xu Zhen quite nervous. Even the other actors in the crew could see that Yuan Bing and their high status and poor performance were too much. Several small artists have quickly ran to help him. Of course, more, still hold the idea of ​​going out together.

Luo Ding always stood farthest from him, and he was not afraid to be seen that he did not like Xu Zhen.

After entering the hall and closing the door, the noise outside the house was farther away.

Xu Zhen insisted on having someone remove him from a wheelchair and sit on his knees. He had completely lost control of his lower body, and it was quite difficult to help him fix the kneeling position alone. He held incense with one hand and was fixed on the futon by his hands. His lips moved quickly, and he missed him Know what is being said.

Others stood in the distance, Yuan Bing came over and hit Luo Ding: “Hey, you said, is this the wrong medicine, Guide Xu?”

Luo Ding sneered, and easily captured the expressions that Xu Zhen could not see on others. Taking the wrong medicine? No, it’s just a guilty conscience.

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This play, as the name suggests, is naturally a story of a group of assassins.

A group of invisible hawk dogs were imprisoned by the imperial court for the officials to drive. They can give all the things that can’t be done on the bright side. Eagle dogs don’t need conscience in their lives, they just need to obey orders.

But the masters who took them to the extreme did not necessarily give them a hospice out of gratitude.

Born to be trivial, no one knows after death.

But few people know that in fact, they also have the same love and passion as ordinary people. All of this is hidden in the undisturbed water, like a volcano brewing in the deep ocean, often because it is too calm, and it is killed before being noticed.

The man in black was wearing a suit that tightly wrapped himself, his thin body and exquisite lines on his limbs. When he lay on the wall of the courtyard, he was like a cheetah ready to go.

He jumped gently off the wall, fell silently, and made a roll to hide in the bush.

The headscarf wrapped around his face, revealing only his pair of glowing eyes shining in the night, staring closely at the attendant holding the lantern not far away.

The attendant seemed to feel something, and slowly turned back, and the lantern reached into the distance, squinting: “Is anyone there?”

The shadow in the dark held his breath, and a child-like smile flashed in his eyes. Seeing the servants complaining about his thoughts and leaving, the shape changes faintly under the turban around his face, as if smiling.

Then he hid under various cover, and quickly approached the main house. Two guards, Ru Song, stood outside the door. He smiled ironically behind the pillars and turned to the roof.

Open the tiles, reveal the gap, find a suitable place, and still fall silently.

Just as a child, he was as playful as the child, and he conquered as much as possible when he landed. His eyes instantly revealed the chill of the bone, and then he slowly felt a machete.

He wandered to the bed like a soul, opened the mantle, and the obese old man slept soundly, snoring lightly.

The man in black didn’t hesitate. He wiped his neck with a stab, and the man was awakened by pain in his sleep. He instantly widened his eyes and looked at the person who was approaching. His eyes were frightened and he was ready to struggle.

The man in black smiled and drew the knife deeper. When the person under the knife stopped struggling, he smiled slightly and wiped away the other eyes.

“Master Wei …” He got up and sighed, and shook his hands to drop the blood on the blade, as if facing a dead body, but an ordinary sleeping man.

Flipping through various ancient books on the bookcase, the whole room fumbled with the switch in the dark room, and took out a stack of letters and papers from the hidden place. The man in black looked at them one by one, and suddenly turned his head and sang to the position of the bed .

“People, you dear, I really need to get a few more knives. Do you know if it’s a big deal?”

He shoved the letter back into his arms, and several of them leapt out of the window, as if not astonishing anyone when they came.

There was still silence in the room.

However, only one life is still alive.

******

“Card!” Xu Zhen motioned to the deputy director to put back the previous ones. When he saw the shots of Luo Ding’s facial expressions, his eyes were bright and colorful.

In order for the actors to perceive the real life of the characters in the play, the details of the people in the play are not too written. In this regard, Xu Zhen and Cao Dingkun have carefully discussed, what he wants to show is a person with flesh and blood, different from the image of assassin in traditional works.

They do not feel fear and guilt about harvesting their lives because they never know the value and value of life. No one taught them what these ordinary people should understand. Their lives were tragic from the beginning, and even when they were used, they thought they were presiding over justice for heaven.

Other than killing and obeying orders, they have not received more education. They are not too old, and maybe they still have the innocence of young people. These details may be completely buried outside, but when they are alone, this wonderful contrasting personality is revealed.

All of Cao Dingkun’s understanding was quite tacit with him, but Cao Dingkun was originally set to star, and the age of Jiada was raised to over thirty. Cao Dingkun’s death took away Xu Zhen’s longing and fantasy for Jiada. In his opinion, there may not be a deeper understanding of this role in the entire entertainment circle than Cao Dingkun’s.

But on the first day of shooting, this inherent idea was completely overturned.

Every look, every action, every line of Luo Ding is complete, creating blood and flesh for the armor in the text in an unexpected way.

The lively taste that came out of my eyes was mixed with the decisiveness and sharpness of the killing.

The deputy director thought these paragraphs were good, but Luo Ding’s filming was not the same as he imagined. Xu Zhen took the opportunity to shoot without stopping. Now watching Xu Zhen staring at the picture, he couldn’t help but say a few words for Luo Ding: “Xu Dao, these …”

“It’s over.” Xu Zhen said aloud, straightforwardly, and moved his chin toward Luo Dingnu, who was making up at the shooting studio. “Go and help me call him over.”

The associate director raised his eyebrows slightly and gave him a surprised look. So easy? Didn’t you say that Xu Zhen was famous for shooting? He thought the first few games of the game would be difficult. Is that over?

Luo Ding closed his eyes and raised his head, and allowed the painter to wave on the forehead and cheek. When he heard the deputy director said Xu Zhen looked for a moment, he said, “Is there something for Xu Dao?”

The associate director was very kind to Luo Ding. He was sent by Triumph, and he was also familiar with the production representatives of the group. As a director, he naturally didn’t have to please the actor so much, but the famous and mean production representative’s soft whisper when speaking to Luo Ding proved that Luo Ding was never as simple as it looked. Considering that the industry has long been rumored that Luo Ding is a rich second-generation thing, he did not dare to think too much. If there is industrial support behind it, then Luo Ding’s ability can certainly be much larger than their specialized entertainment circle rice bowl: “I look at him in a good mood, but recently Xu Dao’s mood has been very elusive. You should be careful as much as possible, I will accompany you.”

Luo Ding didn’t want to be too much involved with Xu Zhen. He had completed the understanding of the script in his life, and never thought of any benefit from using Xu Zhen’s preferences that only he knew.

Xu Zhen called him over, and he stood far away, with a salty expression: “Guide Xu, are you looking for me?”

Xu Zhen looked up at him, believing that Luo Ding definitely didn’t like himself. Before he looked at the other party to keep a distance from himself, he thought it was just polite. To be honest, Xu Zhen was a little upset because he actually liked Luo Ding.

The reason why Luo Ding hated himself was Su Shengbai, and the annoyance of Su Shengbai was increased to eleven points. Xu Zhen tried to make himself look kinder and asked for his right hand: “Don’t be restrained, sit here Well.”

Luo Ding shook his lips, and he was also welcome. The director’s assistant brought him a bench, and he hurriedly said thank you to the other party. Let the assistant who thought he was bad-tempered keep flattering.

… differential treatment has no intention of covering up.

Xu Zhen’s mood was really subtle. The other party didn’t put him in his eyes at all, and even the seat was separated from him by a meter, but he didn’t have any angry thoughts, but felt helpless.

He always admires talented people. Luo Ding’s understanding of the role has caused his favor to the other person to rise to the point where some measures cannot be destroyed. If the mountain is not me, he climbs by himself.

“Luo Ding,” he pulled a smile that he almost forgot to radian, his skin was stiff, “tell me, you understand the role of Jiada.”

There was a slight surprise in Luo Ding’s eyes, but his personal feelings and work should be distinguished. Since Xu Zhen approached him to talk about business, he should be treated more seriously.

Maintaining a distant tone and a sufficient distance, he talked about his various ideas, some of which were inspired only after discussing with Xu Zhen, as well as new insights that have emerged in the past two months.

Xu Zhen originally thought that the other party was just thinking that he had hit a car with him, but the more he heard it, the more surprised he became. Some of Luo Ding’s understandings are even more rigorous and comprehensive than hiss. The character’s personality, choices, and the reasons for the end of the tragedy have even given him a sense of transcendence.

His eyes became more and more enthusiastic, he nodded his head, and even tried to direct the wheelchair closer to Luo Ding, but Luo Ding immediately stood up when he noticed his movement.

I tried to finish my understanding as briefly as possible. The Xu Zhen in front of him was not very familiar with him. Luo Ding didn’t want to stay long, and he directly said: “Xu Dao, I’ll make up makeup.”

Xu Zhen seemed to want to open his mouth, but before he could open his mouth, Luo Ding turned and left.

You can’t stop asking him to come back? Xu Zhen sighed sighily, and fell back to the chair, remembering the words that Luo Ding said just now, while understanding and remembering, he turned the pages before.

Before the accident, Cao Dingkun often sat like this to discuss the psychology of his characters. Every film he shot has Cao Dingkun’s understanding and shadow in it. His lines, movements, and plot development, Cao Dingkun’s thinking is always different from ordinary people. Sometimes the differences between the two people are controversial and quarrel, and there are a lot of hands-on. Cao Dingkun has a bad temper, just like Luo Ding. When he doesn’t want to be wronged, he is unwilling to pretend.

But where are the feelings as always? Satisfied with spirit, he became obsessed with Su Shengbai’s young body for a while. If I had known today …

Subconsciously, he fell on the young man who was talking to Yuan Bing and their backs. Xu Zhen took a moment to realize that he actually thought of Cao Dingkun again.

He suddenly realized that Luo Ding and Cao Dingkun were really similar in some aspects, not the appearance, but the inside. His talent, personality, and even the way of speaking, always made him have the illusion of closing his eyes and lover.

But when people go, they go, and they do n’t look like the one they went to.

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The city of t is not big, the shooting base is not far from the urban area, there is a triumph to give money, and the living conditions of the crew are not bad at all.

The hotel where you live has a restaurant that specializes in crews. Generally, there are many crews who choose to live here, as long as they bring their own chefs. Triumph hired two for a very high salary.

There are many people waiting in line to order food. The display window is rich in food. A small artist looked at the large plate of spicy chicken in the middle. The red peppers and golden chicken were staggered. A lot of peppercorns were soaked in the soup. Come, people can’t help but want to drool.

But there are not many people in the crew who can eat spicy dishes. Most of the actors have light meals. Looking at such tempting dishes, most people are just talking about them. When I looked at it, it was not a vegetarian pepper, and many thoughts were beaten back into my stomach.

Xiaoyi people secretly chanted: “I’m sick. I’m going to make Sichuan food. How many people in Sichuan eat Sichuan food from beginning to end? If you don’t say acne, you can’t eat spicy food.”

“Heavy oil again.” It was so terrible that someone desperately told himself that this thing was not delicious.

“That’s it.” The man who spoke earlier swallowed. “The province’s incompatibility, shouldn’t all these be eaten by the chefs themselves?”

As soon as the starring and director’s team appeared, the various vocal sounds were immediately relieved. Luo Ding didn’t do anything special either. They should have no doubt when they came to line up for a meal. Besides, the chefs that Triumph invited were really good, especially …

When he saw the spicy chicken, his eyes lighted up, and he held the dinner plate to the end.

Seeing that he made two chickens by himself, the other dishes only required one boiled cabbage, and the voice of the crew wasting just now was much smaller. Luo Ding returned to his seat holding the dinner plate, Yuan Bing glanced at him, and rolled his eyes: “I’m going, so heavy taste.”

Luo Ding laughed and soaked the rice in the spicy soup. It was not easy to have such authentic Sichuan taste for dinner. He rarely encountered such good taste outside. He was spicy at a table, and the plate of spicy chicken had not been seen for so long, which made Luo Ding, who felt he had a limited appetite, unspeakable.

Yuan Bing watched him eat deliciously and laughed again: “Your brother Duan also likes spicy food. Ouch, you two have similar smells and similar hobbies. No wonder the relationship is so good.”

I am not embarrassed at the beginning of your family and my family, Luo Ding, who has already been immunized: “Do you know how to eat in Sichuan? You wo n’t eat spicy food, so there will be less fun in life.”

As soon as he looked up, he saw Xu Zhen being pushed forward by people. Although the wheelchair was electric, it was not very useful in crowded places.

Luo Ding is not surprised why he is here, Xu Zhen’s temper has not changed at all. How strong his self-esteem is, Luo Ding knows better than anyone. It is harder for him to sleep in bed and ask for food than to kill him. Obviously, the ability to take care of himself was almost lost. Every day, he insisted on coming to the cafeteria to eat with everyone.

Seeing his Luo Ding’s appetite, he lost most of it. Fortunately, he was almost finished eating, so he put down his chopsticks and waited for Yuan Bing and Pan Yichen to eat.

Xu Zhen led two bowls to make porridge. The assistant pointed at the light vegetables he could eat and asked him what he wanted to eat. With a flash of glance, Xu Zhen saw the most spicy dishes left on the plate.

He frowned slightly. “Why is there so much left in that dish?”

At a glance, the assistant understood: “Well, Sichuan cuisine, many people are not used to eating, afraid of getting acne and getting angry, they dare not move. Every day you have to leave.”

“Why do you do it every day?”

“Luo Ding wants to eat.” The assistant looked around and whispered into his ear. “It was originally said that the Sichuan cuisine master should go back. The triumphal side means that this chef was specially invited for Luo Ding. On, tell us not to get our ideas out. “

Xu Zhen froze, his eyes flickered, and Luo Ding’s table was found in the crowd. With a narrow glance, the other party’s dinner plate was really prosperous.

“He’s spicy?” He didn’t know what he thought of, looked back at the dish again, silent for a moment, and sighed, “He’s spicy too …”

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