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Chapter 210 What Do You Say I'm Worried About?
Regarding Song Qingli's comeback, the entertainment circle opened the door wide open.

Of course, many people questioned her acting skills.

Regarding acting skills, Song Qingli herself knew that there are no natural actors, and she needs to work hard to learn the day after tomorrow.

So Song Qingli had hired the best teacher in City A to teach acting when Director Wu Xingye was still selecting actors.

It was Liu Buqun who had filmed together a year ago.

Now he will only take the scenes he wants to shoot, and he is particularly resistant to those little fresh meats who have no acting skills.

In recent years, through variety shows and talent shows, many small fresh meats have become popular. These young fresh meats are eager for success and profit, and they come out to act before their hair grows.

Can't bear hardships, but also likes to be lazy, delaying the process of the entire crew.

The directors also saw their high popularity, so they dared not say more, worried about being bullied by the Internet.

That's why Liu Buqun chose to keep things quiet. When choosing a script, he would explain in advance whether there were any fresh meat in the play without acting skills, and he would not accept any of them.

But now the little fresh meats in the entertainment industry are rampant, and the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each wave is getting bigger and bigger.

So much so that they are a little face blind now, what are the names of these individuals?How are they all the same?
Thanks to their fans for not confusing them.

This is why Liu Buqun chose Song Qingli as a teacher?
Because there is no suitable filming.

Song Qingli would ask Uncle Jin to pick up Teacher Liu to Gu Wan every day, so it is not very convenient for her to travel now due to her special status, so she can only let Teacher Liu have a hard time.

"Hello, Teacher Liu, I'm really sorry for making you so tired. There was a movie about the Republic of China recently, and I didn't quite understand the characters in it. I had your WeChat account before, so I took the initiative to contact you."

Although Liu Buqun is nearly fifty years old, he is still well maintained. It can be seen that he exercises regularly, and his physique is said to be 40 years old.

His brows and eyes are a little wrinkled, which adds to the charm of a mature man, and a sportswear with a hood makes him look much younger.

"I'm here because I have a good impression of you, and your affairs are understandable. Now these illegitimate meals are simply too rampant." Speaking of 'illegitimate meals', Mr. Liu seemed to be gnashing his teeth.

"Some time ago, I rejected a small fresh meat to take part in a role, and I was blasted by the Internet. A lot of people scolded me for not knowing what to do. After acting for most of my life, I was chased and scolded by a group of little bastards for the first time. I really can't figure it out. "

Song Qingli immediately comforted him: "Mr. Liu doesn't have to worry about those individuals. I do know someone who doesn't look at the actor but the actor in his script."

When Liu Buqun heard this, his eyebrows twitched slightly: "I've been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and I don't even know there is such a person."

"Wu Xingye."

"The name is familiar. Is there a movie that won an award?"

""The Girl Under the Camphor Tree", I played the heroine, and he directed that play."

"Miss Liu, think about it. At that time, my reputation was like that of a mouse crossing the street and everyone shouted and beat me. He even invited me to be the heroine. Can you tell me that you are brave?"

Liu Buqun glanced at her, and said: "Miss Song's identity is here after all..."

Even if that Wu Xingye didn't like Song Qingli, he would invite her just because of Gu's face, right?

"Then you have to look at your identity. At that time, I put a big cuckold on the second young master of the Gu family. How did he, a fringe director, know if I would be suppressed by the Gu family and held accountable?"

"He gave me the feeling that without good actors, he would not start the film easily. This is why he has few plays in recent years but all of them are high-quality."

The matter has come to this point, Liu Buqun has no way not to believe her, so under Song Qingli's persuasion, Liu Buqun, a veteran in the entertainment industry, met Wu Xingye, a fringe director.

For Wu Xingye, there are young talents in Republic of China dramas, as well as some old actors. Many roles in this drama have not been selected. Apart from the male protagonists, there are some old actors.

Some old actors have been acting for a long time, and they have a spirit on them. Standing there is a scene, which represents the quality of the play.

"Hi, my name is Wu Xingye. I'm the owner of Xingjie Film and Television Company. Please sit down...Drinking tea and drinking tea is really lucky for three lives. I never expected to be able to cooperate with you." Wu Xingye met better The old drama bone, very excited, rubbed his hands for a long time.

Liu Buqun kept a calm attitude. After all, he just came to meet the director, not to cooperate with him.

"I didn't want to come to cooperate with you, but because Ms. Song said that you choose the actors for the script, not the actors choose the script."

Wu Xingye immediately understood his reason for coming, and handed him his script first: "Ms. Liu, I want to cooperate with you not because you are an old drama player, but because I think this role is suitable for you."

"I need a leader who can fight against the decadent old society, and you are the best candidate."

I have to say that Wu Xingye's script has great charm. Everyone who has read his script is full of enthusiasm. Of course, this script has some spirit inherent in this nation.

Song Qingli is from the new era, but Liu Buqun came from that era, so his feelings should be deeper.

So when he read the script, he was shaken.

"Director Wu."

"Don't dare, Mr. Liu, you can just call me Xiao Wu. I've been watching your plays to this day. Absolutely, really absolutely. You're a national-level actor."

"I'd like to be in the play."

"Okay." Excited, Wu Xingye called Song Qingli that night.

"Xiao Song, thank you very much. I never thought of collaborating with Mr. Liu in my life. I'm his fan. I'm so excited. I can't believe it's true."

Song Qingli was embarrassed by his thanks, she touched her nose: "You don't have to thank me, he has seen the movie you made before, otherwise why would he go to see you?"

"They are all people who are in the entertainment industry. They have seen those intrigues for a long time. It is very difficult to meet someone as sincere as you who only loves movies."

"How was the male lead chosen?" Song Qingli talked for a long time before finally getting back to the topic.

"It's still being selected, but the other actors are almost selected. If there are no accidents, the filming will start next month."

Song Qingli and Wu Xingye hung up the phone after chatting briefly.

The night is dark, there are many stars, and the thin clouds seem to hang on the trees. After autumn, the leaves start to turn yellow, and they fall off in pieces when the breeze blows.

Gu Zechuan has just come out of the shower at the door of the bathroom, and the water droplets on his body have not been wiped off: "Are you on the show?"

He had just heard Song Qingli call, and he roughly understood that she might have accepted the film. Although the man didn't stop her from filming, when the leading actor was mentioned, he was not in a good mood.

Song Qingli was wearing a satin dark red pajamas, and turned around leisurely to look at the man: "Well, Republic of China movies don't have intimate scenes, what are you worried about?"

Gu Zechuan deliberately approached her and closed the curtains, forcing her to a corner, with a faint scent of bath fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, he suddenly lowered his body and picked up the woman's two slender legs, wrapped them around his waist, and their foreheads touched: "What do you think I am worried about? "

(End of this chapter)