Whose Little Eyes Haven’t Seen the Actor Yet

Jiangzicheng has been busy spinning for a while, and when there is time to stop and rest, the weather has turned cold.

Two rows of ginkgo trees were planted in the garden of the Ruici Entertainment Building. The autumn wind swept through, and countless golden tears fell from the tops of the trees.

During the recent period, many brands have approached Brother Shanghu to express their willingness to cooperate with Jiangzicheng.

However, Hu Ge looked through the plan and found that the big brands were all sending out unpleasant names such as "brand friends" and "promotion ambassadors". They didn't even have a single product spokesperson, which was really meaningless.

So he pushed all these letters of intent and said to Jiang Zicheng: "Don't worry about endorsing this kind of thing. Your foundation is not stable now, and the brands you find are just for temporary traffic. Wait for you to have two more capable ones. If you can get a handy work, then there will naturally be better endorsements to come to your door."

Jiang Zicheng doesn't understand this, and trusts his agent very much. What Brother Hu says, then he listens to it.

Jiang Zicheng has been in the limelight recently. It is the "little wall head" of many young girls. You can see this group of small fans everywhere in the entertainment news. Many people are eyeing the current traffic in Jiangzi City, and they don't even think that he has no commercial promotion. So people in the circle complain that Hu Ning has no skills and can't even receive a serious job for an artist.

Jiang Zicheng also heard some rumors. He was a little anxious for Brother Hu, worried that he would be affected by these rumors.

Unexpectedly, two days later, Brother Hu handed the two scripts to Jiang Zicheng.

Hu Ge said: "These two scripts are of good quality after I screened them. You can take a look."

The two scripts placed in front of you are thin and thick, the thin one is the movie script, and the thick one is the TV script.

Jiang Zicheng had done enough TV dramas and wanted to go to the big screen, but he didn't expect Hu Ge to recommend a TV script to him.

Under curiosity, Jiang Zicheng first took a look at the script of the TV play.

After turning a few pages, he immediately understood Hu Ge's good intentions.

It turns out that this TV series is a historical drama that CCTV invested and filmed. It tells the story of a famous courtier in history. He worked hard throughout his life, was criticized, and inherited Long En. He assisted three emperors and recorded a lot of achievements in history books.

This "A Generation of Wise Officials" is expected to have 68 episodes. The leading actor will be played by three actors: old, middle and young. Among them, middle-aged and old-age have been determined to be played by two powerful actors. And what Brother Hu helped Jiang Zicheng knock down was the role of the male lead in his youth!

The actor has few scenes in his youth, only fifteen episodes, less than one-third of the plot-but this is the actor! Still the hero of CCTV drama! It is conceivable that the production team of this big drama is absolutely top-notch configuration. It is estimated that the budget of one episode is worth the entire season of the special film.

As soon as Jiang Zicheng saw this script, his mind immediately flew!

Who said he won't play TV shows again? Bah, baah, he will withdraw now, swallowing the **** back into his stomach.

After reading the project book and script of "A Generation of Wise Officials", Jiang Zicheng was itchy and could not wait to join the group immediately.

But he looked at another movie script on the table, forced himself to calm down for a few seconds, then picked up the script and looked through it.

This movie is called "Blame You Too Cute" and it is a sweet little love song that takes place on campus. It tells the cute and funny stories between boys and girls after the shy schoolmaster who loves to grow succulents and the lively and cheerful retired foil players become the same table. It feels a bit like the campus version of "My Savage Girlfriend".

After reading these two scripts, Jiang Zicheng immediately got Hu Ge's intention.

"A Generation of Virtues" is a historical drama in ancient costumes, which is responsible for carrying the "compelling"; "I blame you for being so cute" is a sweet campus drama which is responsible for carrying the "box office". From a movie to a TV series, the male protagonist's image is very much in line with Jiang Zicheng's personal positioning, no matter which one you take, you will not suffer.

Jiang Zicheng looked at these two equally excellent scripts, vacillating for a while.

Seeing his hesitation, Hu asked: "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Zicheng said: “Of course I’m thinking about which one to pick up. "A Genius" is a big production at first glance, and it will definitely be popular after it is broadcast; "Blame You are So Cute" when the school drama is very popular, the box office is definitely very popular. OK. Brother Hu, I'm going to commit a phobia now."

Brother Hu smiled: "Children only do multiple-choice questions."

Jiang Zicheng: "...?????"

Brother Hu: "Adults, of course we need both."

He threw the two scripts directly into Jiang Zicheng's arms: "Take it, these two are prepared for you."

"!!!" Jiang Zicheng was surprised and delighted, "Thank you Brother Hu! Then when shall we go audition?! I'll be prepared."

"What to try on?" Hu Ge said, "I'll show you the script, and the role is yours."

Jiang Zicheng finally saw the domineering of the big agent of the big company, he thought shiveringly: He was still rushing around and auditioning for the little transparent a few months ago, and now he finally enjoys the treatment of the male number one!

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After being busy for more than a month, Jiang Zicheng finally got a little free. He and Hu Ge took leave and decided to go home and see their parents.

Jiang Zicheng’s parents were not locals. They went to Beijing after entering university and stayed in the capital after graduation. One of them teaches Chinese in elementary school and the other teaches mathematics in junior high school. With a combination of two swords, Jiang Zicheng will recite a hundred poems of Tang and Song dynasties at the age of two, and can dictate multiplication and division within five hundred at the age of three. child prodigy".

At that time, the most worrying thing about Jiang's father and Jiang's mother was that Xiaozicheng was so powerful. When he grew up, would he go to Tsinghua University or Peking University? After graduation, do you study rockets or become a medical scientist?

...It turns out that they think too much.

Jiang Zicheng's appearance combines the advantages of his parents, with clean eyes and delicate skin and tender flesh. He is the only person in the entire big family who goes to the entertainment circle, and usually helps relatives ask for celebrity autographs.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother have not yet retired, and the two are still fighting in front-line positions in education. They live in the staff dormitory of the school. Their life is simple and few people know that their son is a star.

Jiang Zicheng hadn't seen his parents for a long time. He thought they were desperate, and when they returned home carrying large bags and small bags, they brought a lot of gifts from Venice.

When the doorbell rang, Dad Jiang opened the security door and saw his son, whom he had not seen for several months, appear outside the door. He was astonished and excited.

Jiang Zicheng looked at his father's white sideburns, feeling a lot of emotions for a while, his nose was sour, and choked: "...Dad, I'm back."

Father Jiang was also very excited: "Zicheng, if you bring things, just bring things, why are you coming back?"

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Dad Jiang: "Hahaha, son, I'm so excited, I said the opposite."

Jiang Zicheng was dragged into the door by his mother, and was called out by the "heart, liver and baby", and asked him if he was used to the new company and if he was busy with work. Look, he has lost so much weight.

Jiang Zicheng, like thousands of children in this world, has always reported good news but not bad news in front of his parents.

"Don't worry, my new agent is very good and takes special care of me! I'm going to shoot a CCTV TV series next. If you can watch it back, you can tell all your colleagues that the actor is your son!"

The mother and son spoke affectionately for a while, and as they said, Mother Jiang's eyes were red.

Jiang Zicheng: "Oh mom, why are you crying? Your son is going to be a star, not to go to jail."

Mama Jiang said: "I've been rereading "A Dream of Red Mansions" recently, and I have new feelings every time I read it. I think you came back today, dressed so beautifully, and brought back so many gifts. This is a living'yuanchun pro'! "

"..." Jiang Zicheng said, "Can this be the same? Yuanchun married the emperor and became a concubine, and I did not marry the president of our company."

Mother Jiang still sighed. When she was young, she was a literary and artistic young woman, and when she was older, she was an older literary and artistic young woman, who loved the spring and the autumn.

When the mother and son were talking, Dad Jiang suddenly came over with a tin box and placed it in front of Jiang Zicheng.

"Zicheng, when I cleaned the storage room a few days ago, I found the letter you wrote with your pen pal in elementary school." Father Jiang said, "It's been more than ten years, and several pages of letter paper were eaten by insects. I thought Just threw it away, but your mother said this is quite memorable, let me keep it for you."

Jiang Zicheng was full of question marks: "I have made pen pals?"

"..." Father Jiang sighed, then turned to ask Mother Jiang, "I have always been surprised that Zicheng was hit by a car when he was a child, why is his memory so bad?"

Mother Jiang: "Did you forget? When he was in high school, he flipped over the horizontal bar and fell off the horizontal bar. Now there is a scar on the back of his head."

"I haven't lost my memory!" Jiang Zicheng was aggrieved. "You all said that making pen pals was all in elementary school. How can I remember what happened more than ten years ago."

It may be because Jiang Zicheng foresaw too much of the "future", his brain did not pay much attention to the memory of the "past", and sometimes when his parents mentioned funny stories from childhood, Jiang Zicheng always looked blank.

That said, when Jiang Zicheng took the heavy metal box from his father, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

It is estimated that every child will have such a "secret treasure box" when they are young. It carries all the precious things that are worth cherishing during their youth. It is like a dusty memory and a frozen time—but it doesn't stop there.

The "Memory Treasure Box" in Jiangzicheng is a dark red mooncake box with Chang'e flying to the moon printed on it, and a line of writing brushes printed on the raised iron sheet: "Flowers for a good moon, people reunite.

Jiang Zicheng looked at this familiar tin box, somehow, his heart suddenly beat.

There was a feeling in him. In this reunion box, there was a memory... that he shouldn't forget, someone who shouldn't let go.

He took a deep breath, stopped the slightly trembling hand, and quickly opened the round iron box.

-Inside the box, there are a few rain flower stones, a few stickers, a small spear made of wooden sticks, and a few dried ginkgo leaf bookmarks... And on top of these messy things, there are a dozen letters lying quietly.

Jiang Zicheng picked up the top letter.

It was a return letter with a big red stamp "No such person found" on the stamp. The letter was sent in the spring 15 years ago.

The sender is a child from Jiang Zicheng who belongs to the school of XX Primary School.

The recipient is Wang Wang, from XX Village in XX Town.

...Brother Wang Wang?

Brother Wang Wang?

At that moment, the memory is like a spring bamboo shoot buried deep underground suddenly awakening, breaking through the soil, rapidly rising in the sun, and turning into a lush green bamboo.

Yes-Brother Wang Wang!

The boy who waited with him for a holiday Kryptonian UFO beside the rice fields in the countryside!

He has hair that is too short to be gripped and a pair of eyes that are as deep as a pool of water, and the burning sun tans his skin. He would pedal the bicycle fast and fly over the ridges one after another, while the eight-year-old Jiang Zicheng was sitting on the front beam of the bicycle, leaning on the handlebars, and laughing presumptuously!

That autumn, that golden wheat field, that embrace full of sweat, that UFO that can never wait—all, are all stored here.

…Jiangzicheng, how could you forget your brother Wang Wang?