This actor needs more money

Sitting in front of the TV, Wang Baoqiang watched a movie for a long time. If Ding Xiu hadn't urged him to buy food, he wouldn't even want to eat.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Huang Bo came back from outside, smelled the fragrance coming from Ding Xiu's house, and swallowed.

This wealthy businessman orders food from outside restaurants every day, and has wine and meat every meal. He also has a horse boy riding behind him, acting like a landlord in the old days.

"Huang Bo." Wang Baoqiang called him in the main room.

"I won't eat it." Huang Bo responded to him.

"I'm not asking you to eat, I'm asking you if you watch TV. The newly arrived movie, the King of New Dramas, is really good."

"Look! Come here when I put down my schoolbag."

Twenty-six-year-old Huang Bo looks like he is thirty, and he does not look like a student when carrying a schoolbag. Those who know him are studying for an art exam training class outside, but those who don't know him think he is studying for a Ph.D.

Watching more movies can improve one's appreciation ability, which is helpful for the art exam. This is what the teacher in the training class said. Huang Bo thinks it makes sense, but he doesn't have a TV, so he can only go to Ding Xiu's place.

Putting down his schoolbag, Huang Bo moved a stool to Ding Xiu's room. The food on the table was very close to him, but he was staring at the TV.

Seeing that he was avoiding suspicion so obviously, Ding Xiu was a little embarrassed: "How about some food?"

"No, I've eaten outside."

"Bao Qiang, go get a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

"Okay brother."

"I actually ate it."

"It's just a meal, there's so much nonsense, let's just be a grown man."

"That's so embarrassing." Huang Bo is from Shandong, and he is not a mother-in-law. Ding Xiu is so generous and if he refuses, he will look petty.

Taking the bowls and chopsticks, the three of them ate while watching The King of Comedy, and occasionally drank a few drinks together.

All three pairs of eyes were on the television, but with different focuses.

Wang Baoqiang smiled less and less the more he watched: "The first time I watched the new drama King, Yin Tianchou's funny behavior on the set made me laugh until my stomach hurt. Now I watch it again and feel sad. All the extras want is a chance."

The extras are living props. They have no lines, no shots, and no names. A TV series that lasts for dozens of episodes contains everything except for a few seconds of their shots.

In order to fight for a chance to show their face, how many people came one after another.

Yin Tianchou refused to die after being shot, insisting on acting uniquely. In the end, he was scolded by the director for being so bloody that he couldn't even eat his lunch. This made Wang Baoqiang feel the same way.

He also wanted to be unique when playing the role of a corpse, but he didn't have the courage.

If we really do this, the group leader will definitely be scolded by the assistant director, and he will never be used again.

Huang Bo's focus is different from Wang Baoqiang's. He pays more attention to acting skills: "Wu Mengda is so amazing. In just a few seconds, his emotions change in more than three ways, from suppressed anger to explosion, and finally looking at Yin Tianqiu's back again He showed compassion, as if he saw himself in his past, worthy of being an old actor, and I really want to ask him for advice if I have the chance."

Ding Xiu is different from the two of them. He is looking at actresses: "This girl is on point, with a good figure and long legs, but her breasts are a little small... This girl has pure features and a peach-shaped face, so beautiful."

Amidst the comments of several people, one disc after another went in and out of the DVD. Time passed quickly, and it was eleven o'clock before I knew it.

Ding Xiu said to Huang Bo: "Don't you have to go to the bar to sing today?"

Huang Bo said with a dark face: "It's not a commercial singing, it's a resident singing. The art exam is coming soon. I want to focus on the exam and not go to the bar for the time being."

Nortel does not take exams by mouth, but requires scores in art exams and cultural courses. Huang Bo is destined to have a hard time taking this path. He usually needs to attend two classes, one is an art exam training class, and the other is a night shift in a bar.

The registration period for the art exam is in December every year, so there is not much time left for him.

"Brother, there is no need to be an extra when you come out of the film school." Wang Baoqiang poured cold water: "Many people are from the film school, and they still follow us as extras."

Huang Bo smiled: "You are still young. In today's society, you don't need a degree to do anything. Not to mention the things you can learn in film school, just having a diploma is useful."

The most taboo thing about making friends when away from home is shallow talk, so he didn't tell anyone about his flattery.

What Wang Baoqiang said makes sense. There are many actors from Nortel who cannot act, but he is not one of those people.

Gao Fu Gao Luo is a well-known actor. As long as he joins Nortel and has a background and foundation, he can easily join the cast and play a small supporting role.

Although Lao Gao can get himself into the group without going to Nortel, but he was born in Yeluzi and still became a monk halfway. To put it bluntly, even if he joins the group, he may not get a big role.

Wang Baoqiang's voice changed: "It makes sense. I just haven't studied enough and have no education. Brother, is the film school still recruiting people? Do you think I can do it?"

"You probably can't."

"Why, we look exactly the same."

"Haha." Ding Xiu laughed, not to mention that Wang Baoqiang and Huang Bo were about the same appearance. They couldn't be said to be ugly, but they were definitely not handsome.

Huang Bo said patiently: "It's not about looks. To get into Nortel, you have to take the art exam first and then the college entrance exam. Without a high school background, you won't be able to pass the cultural class."

He who graduated from high school had a big head and two heads when writing high school test papers, let alone Wang Baoqiang who graduated from Shaolin Temple. The cultural class completely ended his Nortel dream.

"Is it okay for my brother?" Wang Baoqiang asked, "He is a high school student."

Huang Bo nodded: "He can, but it's not necessary. He has already played Zhang Jizhong's second male lead. It's redundant to take the Nortel exam."

What is the purpose of taking the Nortel exam? In order to be in a movie, even Ding Xiu can be in a movie. In Huang Bo's opinion, taking the Nortel exam is redundant.

When "Swordsman" premieres next year, Ding Xiu will be able to make a lot of money through filming, but things will be different after entering Nortel, where he is not allowed to film during his freshman year.

A year has passed, and the popularity of Swordsman has almost dissipated. How many people still remember you, maybe it will fade away.

"It's really redundant." Ding Xiu didn't mean that studying was redundant, but that his personality was not suitable for school. He could dance with a knife and stick, but he couldn't stand sitting and listening to the teacher for five or six hours every day.

Wang Baoqiang asked again with a bit of longing in his eyes: "Do you want to take the Nortel exam to see your reputation?"

"Don't look at it." Huang Bo was also a little unsure: "At least the admissions didn't say that only those who are handsome are required. Many Nortel graduates are not handsome either."

Wang Baoqiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and scratched his head without saying anything else.

Although he looks down on college students who come out to be extras, there is still some bragging in them. People come out to exercise during the winter and summer vacations, and when the word "Nortel" is mentioned, as long as they are good-looking and know a little about people and the world, they are basically starting out as small specialties.

The only film school in Asia. Anyone who doesn’t want to go there also wants to go to it.

Huang Bo can take the exam, so can he. At most, he can study for a few more years. Anyway, he has plenty of time. Huang Bo is still taking the exam when he is twenty-six years old, but he can't do it when he is eighteen?

"Nortel's tuition fee is 10,000 yuan in the first year, and 6,000 yuan per year thereafter."

Huang Bo's next words put an end to Wang Baoqiang's Nortel dream again.