The peak acting skills of the actor

Chapter 72 Old Mobile Phone

The sound of cooking is constantly ringing, and a woman in her 60s, wrapped in an apron, is constantly busy.

Simple vinegared potato shreds and a bowl of rice are her lunch at noon today. After lunch, she puts away the rest of the dishes in a bowl for her [-]-year-old husband.

So he went out alone, and staggered step by step to the business hall where the phone bill was recharged nearby.

Arriving at the automatic payment machine, queuing up and paying the fee, the old lady took out an old mobile phone, which seemed to be the old model five or six years ago.

Seeing the SMS notification of the successful payment of the phone, he nodded in satisfaction and walked home alone.

After returning home, the old lady carefully put the old-style smart touch-screen phone back in the drawer.

At this time, a man with gray temples was sitting at the dining table, eating. This was his husband.

The husband ate his lunch and said as he ate: "I'm back, where did you go just now? I said why you disappeared just after walking around in the park."

"I told you earlier, it's winter, it's cold outside, don't go out for a stroll, what if you catch a cold?"

"You are not the same." The old man said, and he was about to pick up the potato shreds with his chopsticks.

"I'm calling my son's phone, and I've charged the phone bill. I can't trust mobile payment!"

Hearing this, the old man paused slightly with the chopsticks that were planning to pick up the shredded potatoes, and sighed faintly, then put the shredded potatoes in his bowl and began to eat a large piece.

There was silence in the air for a while.

In a provincial TV station, a man wearing glasses, who is the program director in charge of this charity performance, was discussing with Cheng Feng: "Cheng Feng, can you sing?"

Cheng Feng shook his head in embarrassment when he heard the words.

The director frowned, and looked at Xiaojie who was beside him. After seeing Xiaojie, he nodded towards the director.

The director didn't give up and asked: "It's okay if you don't know how to sing. Hip-hop Wenhua is popular now. We write lyrics. You just need to read it out. Rap ​​is also fine. By the way, how do you feel about the rhythm of music?"

Cheng Feng scratched his head, pouted and smiled unsurely, then shook his head.

The director looked a little dazed for a while, stroked his myopia glasses, lowered his head to think for a while, secretly looked at Xiaojie beside him, hoping to get the real answer from him.

After Xiaojie saw it, his cheeks blushed unconsciously, and finally he gritted his teeth and nodded!
The director sighed slightly, and continued with a smile: "It's okay! Singing is not good, let's dance! Just follow the beat and move, Cheng Feng, see if you can do it!"

"Hehe, well, I still can't do it!" Cheng Feng said, turning his face away, a little embarrassed, not daring to see the director's expression at the moment.

"No, you are an actor. It stands to reason that you have all had physical training. I have also seen your picture of Dawei. Don't look too similar!"

"Action and body training, but I can, but I can't keep up with the beat, I don't have that sense of rhythm!"

The director doesn't need to look at Xiaojie this time, and he doesn't need to get accurate information from Xiaojie. It seems that Cheng Feng is a music idiot, a music idiot who doesn't know the beat and rhythm at all.

Cheng Feng was also helpless!Thinking back when I just came here, you asked if there were any popular songs on the other side of the earth in the past, obviously not too many, okay?

It's a pity, I'm born out of tune, the key is that I can only remember one or two lines of the melody for each song, and I can't even remember the lyrics. I really wanted to be a copywriter at the beginning. It's a pity, the reality is always skinny, and I even edited it He can't even read music and notation, let alone win a piece of music in the music circle.

Coupled with the fact that he was born with a broken voice, forget it.

I also thought about doing business, but unfortunately, nowadays every industry is crowded with people, and commerce is highly developed, and there is no chance to catch the opportunity. If someone really thinks they can, they can also travel to see.

This is like going from one Huaguo to another Huaguo, there are some differences, but the overall framework is exactly the same, you will eat dirt when you come!

There was once a scholar and professor who, after studying thousands of inspirational cases of successful people, compared calculations with various methods, finally came to the conclusion that a person's success is pure luck!
If someone comes out to refute it, it is because they have worked hard enough to tell you that there are 70 billion people in the world, a lot of hard work!

They are smart enough, there are many smart people in a population of 70 billion!
They are good enough, there are many outstanding and talented people in a population of 70 billion!

Again, their success was pure luck.

The reality is so heart-wrenching. To paraphrase an ancient saying, this is called destiny.

The director didn't know what to do for a while, everyone came, and he asked them to come over on his own initiative. In order to get Cheng Feng to come over, he did not hesitate to use the relationship that Xiaojie is his cousin.

At this moment, the director couldn't help but think of a sentence he had heard before: the so-called genius is only a genius in a certain field, and in other respects he is similar to ordinary people, even an idiot!
"The ancients don't deceive me. What the ancestors concluded is true! This Cheng Feng is indeed a rare and talented actor. It's a pity that he seems to have nothing but acting!"

The director thought to himself, to a certain extent, he admired Cheng Feng very much. In other words, the director is a loyal fan of Cheng Feng. The reason for the recording of the event program.

It's just that at this moment, the director couldn't help but torture in his heart: "I'm afraid I fell in love with a fool!"

If Cheng Feng knew about it, he would never refute it. After all, he was famous after traveling for five years. He also questioned himself in the past: I am afraid that I am the most shameful traveler, but I am Cheng Feng. Not the first, but definitely not the last!
What now?The director was in a dilemma for a while, this would make people go back, obviously impossible, so he had to think of other ways.

At this moment, Xiaojie's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Director, I have an idea."

"How to say it!" The director and Cheng Feng immediately asked in unison, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

At this time, Cheng Feng was also anxious. After playing with Xiaojie at home for two days, he went to the TV station where Xiaojie worked to record the program. Now there is no show that can be sold, what should I do!what to do!
Cheng Feng was also anxious, and he was also nervous!

At this time, Xiaojie suddenly had an idea, which may be his only hope to perform on stage!
How could he not care!
(End of this chapter)