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Hu Jun is five, plus Wang Zhiwen, a total of six.

Opposite there are five people, two women and three men, just sitting and not talking.

The first impression is that they are dirty, have long hair, dry like straw, old and torn, and have a strange smell of not taking a bath for a long time. His eyes are flexible and weird, and he can't see the idea at all.

"beggar?"

They came up with this idea.

"Hey, I almost forgot. This is breakfast, didn't you eat it?"

Lu Xue often came back, carrying a packet of lunch, steaming.

Hu Jun saw the look on the opposite side, and the brush lighted up, and he quickly took one serving each, Hu Hu Hu Lu started to eat.

"..."

He looked at He Bing and had to talk, otherwise it was too embarrassing, so he coughed, "Let's get to know it, how do you call them?"

A man with hair to shoulders looked up and smiled: "Are you actors?"

"Yes, we are in the show, your surname?" He Bingdao.

"My name is Zhang Dali. I'm a black writer. I'm a writer."

"This is called Zhang Ci, and he is also a writer from Yunnan Province."

"That's Zhang Xiaping, Yunnan Province, a painter."

"That's called Mou Dao, Liao province, and it's a drama."

"Why do you still have one, buddy?" He Bing smiled.

"My name is Gao Bo, I play photography ..."

The buddy chewed the food and said: "They don't want to see me because I have a Beijing hukou, but my hometown is Chuanzhong."

Oh!

Now that I understand it, it is no wonder that the five of them are true blind flow artists.

Wang Zhiwen, who was embarrassed before, was also interested, and he came together and said: "How many years have you been in Beijing?"

"A year or two, we have all graduated from college and don't want to stay in that small place in our hometown or be assigned to a small place."

Mou Dao laughed, "For example, I graduated from Beijing Normal University and was assigned to the Tibet Drama Troupe. Hey, I am the first person to be a Chinese pioneer drama. Can Tibet have drama ??

There is also the one who wants to open a painting exhibition, the one who wants to write a poem that shocks the contemporary, and the one who wants to be Chinese Blesson, can only come to Beijing. "

"The words Beijing alone are charming."

Zhang Xiaping took the sentence, then mumbled himself, and continued to eat as if nothing happened, and suddenly began to cry while eating and eating.

"She's crazy ..."

Mou Tao gestured his head, not caring.

"crazy?"

Hu Jun and others were startled.

"Say what kind of disease, don't mind, although we know, but there is very little contact." Gao Bo said.

"..."

If at first, these students were still curious, but after just a few words, they felt like they were stuffed with stones in their chests, a little bit out of breath.

"Then, uh, do you have a financial source?" Chen Xiaoyi asked.

"A few of them write articles, draw a picture, and still have some income. I can't do drama, so I eat and drink."

Mou Tao wiped out a meal and wiped his mouth, "This is the best meal I have eaten in a month."

"I live in Peking University, Peking University is not a school for me, it is my canteen and bathhouse."

Zhang Ci shone with strange excitement and jumped: "But I will be relieved soon."

"Yes, she is going to marry a foreigner."

Gao Bo did not know whether it was an explanation or an irony, adding: "The artist has no nationality, try to be an international one. I think marrying a foreigner should be as normal as marrying a Chinese."

Zhang Xiaping smiled strangely again, "Hey, I will get married too."

"look……"

Mou Dan shrugged, "All four of them are going abroad, only I want to keep."

In the eyes of Hu Jun and his entourage, all five are a bit mentally ill, and Mou Dao and Gao Bo are relatively normal. The two sides chatted for a long time, and they knew nothing.

In this era, Beijing is synonymous with dreams and a holy place.

Many people give up their jobs within the system and are willing to come to Beijing to wander. Full of longing, he bumped into the wall and was beaten mercilessly by life.

Finally, the so-called ideal demands have all evolved abroad. No longer fighting, no longer chasing.

The sky was bright and a group of people came out.

Mou Dao shook hands with Hu Jun and smiled: "Wait for us, there are three ways, suicide, marriage, and perseverance. Hello, you do n’t know how much I envy you, you have a crew, you have an identity, you can touch a real camera, Nothing has been chosen yet. "

"Okay, bye."

The five are gone.

"..."

The students are very heavy and never know that there are still such a group of people in Beijing who live such a life.

The young heart thumped, suppressed and uncomfortable, and then came out with great ambitions: the crew was so thoughtful, and the judge died for the soulmate!

"End of chat?"

At this moment, Xu Fei led Feng pants over. Feng pants saw Xu Fan at a glance, and the brush began to shine.

"Teacher Xu!"

A few people respected awkwardly, and did not wait to continue to ask questions, one after another said: "Mr. Xu, we will be able to perform well."

"Yes, the touch is too great."

"You are truly artistic and socially responsible."

"Give me a shot, and I will!"

"Uh……"

Xu Fei pondered. I thought about it. I wanted to show you the real marginalized groups. As for the sublimation to this point?

Shouldn't it say that young people are prone to blood and blood?

"Don't be excited, you can't perform well when you are excited. Because you play this group, you must know the true appearance. This is the basic professional quality.

We do not take a stand and show it objectively. They should have their own characteristics. You should grasp some essence and put them into your role. But remember, this is comedy, don't go too far in style. "

"understood!"

"understand!"

"Well, don't shoot today, go back to brewing, and start tomorrow."

…………

In later generations, literary youth is a very interesting concept. When people mention it, there is always a bit of ridicule and ridicule.

However, in the 1980s, when idealism was turbulent, almost everyone who had studied had regarded themselves as literary youth. Talk about Gucheng, talk about Haizi, talk about Byron, talk about Yeats, talk about Shakespeare, talk about freedom, talk about movies, talk about life, talk about love ...

This is a social trend.

For example, Ma Xiaoqing in "The Stubborn", that role can be called the originator of the young female literary artist in the film and television works.

The two-episode script written by Xu Fei is called Literary Youth.

Bai Fen struggle again failed to test the film studio, but accidentally met a guy, that is, He Bing. He Bing forced to say that he was preparing to make a big show, and he was a photographer.

Bai Fen struggled to beg and Bai Lai wanted to mix roles, He Bing asked him to pay the registration fee and ran away.

Eventually a few days later, He Bing responded to the other party's inquiries and nagging, learning that he had some deposits, and his brain was not very intelligent, so he got into trouble.

Contact several friends in the blind circle, director Wang Zhiwen, assistant Jiang Shan, heroine Xu Fan, plus two staff members, Hu Jun and Chen Xiaoyi.

I first drew a big pie, indicating that Bai struggles for his exquisite bones and can be used as the actor. But the basic skills are too poor, and training requires a certain cost.

So a series of absurd courses began, and Bai struggled to do whatever he wanted.

The last few people were moved, and it helped him realize his dream of acting.

(and also……)