I Really Can’t Act

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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, director. I have a little blood sugar today." Mei Zihan repeatedly apologized.

Mei Zihan's image was very good before. There has never been any situation where early departures and big names don't match. Now it is really bad to see his face, and the director is embarrassed to blame him.

After all, their crew did catch up, and the work intensity was not small.

"Then you take a break first, let's do the movie in the house." The director waved his hand and motioned to Mei Zihan to stop first.

Mei Zihan thanked again and again, sitting beside the script.

He ... he regretted it.

It shouldn't have been promised so fast yesterday.

The speed of Zhang's screenwriters is quite fast. It is said that the speed is over 10,000, but in a single night, the revised scripts are delivered to Mei Zihan.

Seeing these thunderous lines, Mei Zihan couldn't help but remember the things he promised Jiang Ying.

To be honest, it's a bit unreal, like a dream.

The co-resident university teacher boyfriend has suddenly become a professional in the entertainment industry, as if it is unreliable to be the principal at the same table who usually mingles with himself!

However, this is true.

Mei Zihan estimated that she should probably buy a lottery ticket, maybe she will become the first star to be searched for because she won 5 million.

But before Mei Zihan deceived himself, a picture soon appeared on his WeChat.

It was white radish with water, and it was accompanied by a sentence "Do you like radish sticks or radish slices?"

Do not! !! !! !!

What he hated most in his life was white radish.

Ginger must be paired with garlic: I have a good memory ^ _ ^, I am also very democratic, white radish is very cheap recently, how about we eat last month?

Will die!

Mei Zihan couldn't imagine the dark life of white radish for a month.

He soon showed his loyalty on WeChat.

Garlic-stained plum: I will definitely bring the script back to OJZ today, and I will never forget it again.

Ginger must be served with garlic: Well, today I have chicken stew with mushrooms ~

Garlic-stained plum: saliva [figure] [figure] [figure]

Closing the phone, Mei Zihan wiped her face, and while she hated her instability, she also lamented her luck.

"Xiaomeizi, your face is so bad, you just don't want to be a couple with me?" After Wang Xiaoman filmed a scene, he saw Mei Zihan still frowning and couldn't help laughing at it.

"It's a blessing to be able to act as a couple with your sister, Xiao Man, but I don't know how envious my brother-in-law is!" Mei Zihan laughed, and the desire to speak in his heart was like the rising tide Come, "It's a business at home."

"Your Mr. Tian Luo?"

"Yes." Mei Zihan sighed. "He wants to see the TV script I played."

"What's this?" Wang Xiaoman laughed. "It's like finding an outsider to be a lover. Our circle is very mysterious to them, and it's normal to want to know something. Your brother-in-law was anxious to memorize the script I played. Then! "

"But he is a college Chinese teacher." And he also took three bling heavyweight academic, diploma, certificate, books, "Sister Xiaoman, where can I show him such a script?"

"The TV show was shown to people." Wang Xiaoman was also a bit embarrassed. They really do n’t have much face when they talk about such a show. "Is he going to break up with you because of such a thing? Xiaomei, sister and you said As a matter of mind, the more you don't show Mr. Tian Luo from your house, the more curious he becomes. After watching it once, he will not be interested. "

Wang Xiaoman patted his shoulder. "It's a knife to reach out and a knife to shrink your head. Hurry up."

If only that was the case.

Mei Zihan wanted to refute, but still stopped and said nothing.

Forget it, can you hide it for a while or not? Isn't it just a script?

After figuring this out, the next few scenes of Mei Mei have played well, and the director did not catch him.

At the end of the night it was eight or nine. Mei Zihan stood outside the door, did a good job of psychological construction, opened the door and went in.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a seductive fragrance.

The chicken stew with mushrooms in the kitchen exudes an amazing aroma, and the plum that suddenly hooks from the maggots in Han's belly.

He has thought about it more than once. If Jiang Ying is not a university teacher and runs a private restaurant, his business will be booming.

"You came back a little late today, but I estimated that the cooking time was slightly delayed. You wash and eat again." Jiang Ying stepped out of the kitchen and looked up and down Mei Zihan.

"I see." Mei Zihan performed a day of war drama, sweating heavily and smelling a little bad.

He went into the bathroom with a brain, and bit his teeth, "My script is on the sofa, you can look at it." After that, he opened the shower to the maximum, and the sound of the flowing water covered everything, but Mei Zihan still felt his heart beating.

Jiang Ying looked at the script on the sofa, it was just the most ordinary paper, and the binding was very casual. There were no notes on it. The cover was clearly written with the four characters "Li Jia Widow".

It turned out that Mei Zihan performed a life drama?

Jiang Ying had a bottom in his heart, but he became infinitely curious.

In fact, he is very interested in life drama, which is also a very challenging job.

Life dramas are not the same as those fairy dramas. No one has ever seen a fairy ghost, everything is fictitious, then you can just play and write as a director, and the actor will not be too demanding. After all, no one has seen a fairy, after all, it ca n’t be said that they acted wrong .

But life dramas are different.

Everyone is an ordinary citizen. If the actors perform poorly, they can tell at a glance, and the profession of actors is a short distance from "parents." It is not easy to perform well.

At least a few young actors in the new generation really haven't performed well in life dramas.

Jiang Ying opened the script of the first episode and watched it silently.

Mei Zihan took this bath for half an hour.

In half an hour, it's almost enough for Jiang Ying to watch a few episodes.

Mei Zihan got dressed and came out, filled herself with a bowl of soup, drank it, and moved step by step to Jiang Ying.

A beauty is a beauty, and Jiang Ying's look on the sofa reading a book is extremely pleasing to the eye, as if he is not watching a thunderous script, but some world-famous masterpiece.

Jiang Ying suddenly closed the script and looked up at Mei Zihan.

Mei Zihan shuddered in his heart, secretly fortunately that he had just swallowed the chicken soup, otherwise he would have been frightened.

"It's not easy for you." Jiang Ying sighed without a thought.

When Mei Zihan heard this, her tears almost fell.

He has hardly ever dealt with the military theme of Zhenger Bajing, of course, those scripts that actually make a fantasy under the military slogan are not included.

Mei Zihan also went to auditions several times when he was young, but his impressions were very poor.

Even if they made the audition violent beforehand, all kinds of selection of characters, in the end, is just a form to gild someone.

Either the director or the screenwriter, they bow their heads to chat and play with the mobile phone when you come in. They do n’t care about how you perform. In the end, the phrase “We will call you after passing” will be perfunctory. .

After taking such lessons several times, Mei Zihan stopped running auditions.

He wasn't afraid that he couldn't be selected for the audition. What he was afraid was that those people would live up to the efforts of Sister Xiaoman, wasting Sister Xiaoman's friendship for nothing.

After thinking about it, Mei Zihan didn't come up with any good plan. He decided to ask Jiang Ying.

At this time, he felt that it was great to be alone. Many things that are not suitable for talking with friends can be told to his boyfriend, and Jiang Ying will never leak the tone, which is worthy of everyone's trust.

After eating at night, Mei Zihan twiddled and told Jiang Ying about it.

Jiang Ying was silent for a while, instead of directly answering Mei Zihan's question, he asked another question.

"Are you worried that you can't choose, or you don't want to go at all?" Jiang Ying asked without raising his head.

Mei Zihan originally wanted to talk about her uneasiness, but saw that Jiang Ying didn't pay much attention at all, and she was still playing with her mobile phone, and those grievances in her heart suddenly broke out.

"All of them." Mei Zihan scratched his head anxiously. "If it was the audition that I went to find for myself, my mentality would be particularly good. But you do n’t know, this director is a scumbag. Sister Xiaoman. Sister Xiaoman is very good, and never eats grass. She must have thought about this call for a long time. If I did not audition, what would the director say behind Xiaoman? I……"

Mei Zihan said a word, looking aggrieved like a child, "I'm afraid I will lose her face."

Hearing this answer, Jiang Ying's tone showed a trace of appreciation, "Anyway, you still have self-knowledge."

Mei Zihan, who had expected to hear comfort, was snored by Jiang Ying's words.

what?

"Do you think I will comfort you and say you can definitely audition? Don't worry about it?" Jiang Ying laughed softly. "After all, you have just started to learn acting in more than half a month. Years of effort? "

"Then you mean, I don't have to go?" Mei Zihan was depressed, and he wasn't that bad. Jiang Ying's eyes are too high, I have never seen those awkward actors!