It's past eight o'clock in the evening.

The show was finally recorded.

The front desk began to close.

In the lounge of He Xiao and others, Han Xiulan, the performance instructor, knocked on the door, walked in and announced to everyone: "Everyone, I will convey the arrangement for Director Zheng, tomorrow at six o'clock in the evening, this place, let's record the eleventh episode, that is, the heads-up competition!"

"There is no script this time, and when we compete tomorrow, we will give a random topic, and everyone will improvise and play freely. ”

"I know that this format is very difficult because there is no rehearsal link, so everyone should rest and rest after they go back!

After she announced the rules for the next issue, everyone present was amazed.

Tomorrow's heads-up match, turned out to be an impromptu performance?

Isn't it too big to play like this?

Because of the improvisation, there is a lack of rehearsals, and the skills of the actors are too demanding!

Although when learning acting, whether it is Chinese opera or Beiying, any academy has improvisational courses.

But the problem is, after everyone graduated for so long and devoted themselves to the work of the film and television industry, they basically shoot on the set, they can NG at will, and they don't need to improvise?

After practicing calligraphy for a long time, you will forget how to write, let alone such a difficult acting skill?

The program team really has a big problem!

Among the players in Xiao Jitong's group, except for those who were eliminated, they were basically you looking at me, I looking at you, and then exclaiming "No", he said.

Everyone, there's pressure.

He Xiao has never learned systematic acting, which is his weakness.

But he didn't panic, there must be a road before the car reached the mountain, acting this thing, what he saw was talent, he believed that he really reached that juncture, and he could also act eight or nine without leaving ten.

After all, his life experience is also rich, whether he is poor or rich, he has experienced a variety of lives, a variety of changes in mentality, so that he is very handy.

What's more, he also mastered the acting skills of several types of characters through his black phone, such as a down-and-out scrap writer, a social genius with a high IQ, or a eunuch in ancient times.

In case it was an ancient script, and he was drawn to the role of a eunuch, wouldn't it be blood-earned?

At this time, after listening to Han Xiulan's introduction, everyone was thoughtful and left the recording site one by one.

Coming out of the TV station, the sky was already full of white moons, He Xiao wrapped the down jacket on his body, and walked straight to the nanny car parked on the side of the road.

Shi Da Hammer has been waiting for a long time, wearing a black suit and big sunglasses, leaning against the side of the car door, his face is cold, Mo emotional.

It's like some kind of underworld force.

After He Xiao got into the car, he couldn't help but say: "Sledgehammer, it's a big night, you can take off your sunglasses." ”

"Okay. Shi Dazhui took off his sunglasses, laughed embarrassedly, and said, "Brother Xiao, Yuanyuan will be in Hangzhou tomorrow night, should I pick her up at the airport, or just let her take a taxi?"

After the New Year's Eve concert, Bao Yuanyuan escorted Zhang Datian back to Yanjing, and tomorrow's plane will return to Hangzhou.

"You go pick her up, I'll do the recording tomorrow night. He Xiao didn't think much about it at this time, so he arranged for Shi Dazhui to pick up the plane at the airport.

He is not a child who can't take care of himself, he can't do things without the bodyguard assistant, and he only starts recording the show at night, He Xiao just takes a taxi by himself when the time comes.

"Okay, Brother Xiao, you pay attention to your own safety. After hearing this, Shi Dazhui nodded, now it is not the same as before, there is Skynet everywhere, fans are also rational, celebrities travel much safer, unlike in the past, there will be any stalker fans.

Upon returning to the hotel.

He Xiao took a shower, then lay on the bed and video chatted with Zhang Ya for a while, and then went to Weibo to find out what news was there recently.

Brushing and brushing, he received Aite from Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV, he clicked in and took a look, it was sent by the "Birth of an Actor" program group, and there was a small video below, which was a preview of the program recorded today.

This made him stunned, the efficiency of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV is too fast, what a moment it is, the trailer has been cut out.

Looking at the content again, it turns out that tomorrow will be the day when the new issue of "The Birth of an Actor" will be broadcast.

So today's recording is actually in a hurry?

He Xiao couldn't help but be stunned, it seems that this is approaching the end of the year, and everything is really starting to get busy.

It is estimated that this time, Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV are brightly lit, and all the staff are working overtime.

However, these have nothing to do with him, stretching his waist, He Xiao fell asleep while thinking about how to cope with tomorrow's game.

The next day, after He Xiao got up, he didn't hold back in the hotel, but went outside for a walk.

Art comes from life, and when he went out this time, he mainly observed the bits and pieces of life.

Office workers in a hurry, social animals drowsy in the subway, snack bar owners who get up early to go out to stalls, and now yawn incessantly, and rush to sales from customer to customer for a meager salary of several thousand yuan......

There are all kinds of situations in the world, and He Xiao has never paid so much attention to it.

Everyone's face is full of the bitterness of being forced by life.

He Xiao was fascinated and thought of a lot of things, he was wrapped in a thick coat, wearing a mask, only showing a pair of eyes, sitting on a chair in the mall, watching the scenes in this world.

Everyone in the world suffers, and the only way to cross it is to cross it.

His mind was a mess and he thought a lot.

The former self, the present self, the future self.

It wasn't until dark that he staggered back to the hotel.

"King Hapijiji, the opposition will not be!"

"Eh, Brother Xiao, you're back!"

"Have you eaten?"

He Xiao went out to find inspiration, Shi Dazhui could only nest in the hotel and play games for a day, with two takeaways on the table in front of him, one had been eaten up, and the other had not been moved.

Apparently it was left to He Xiao.

After He Xiao saw it, he walked over and opened a copy, and sighed: "Sledgehammer, what do you say people live for?"

"What else can there be, live for the sake of living!"

Shi Dazhui looked at the mobile phone screen of losing the game, scratched his head, and said casually: "What, Brother Xiao, I have to go to the airport, otherwise Yuanyuan won't be able to find me later!" He glanced at the time, turned around and slipped away.

He Xiao was stunned with a takeaway, "Live for the sake of living?"

He looked out of the window thoughtfully, looked out of the window after half a ring, then washed his face, changed his clothes, and prepared to leave for Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV.

Shi Dazhui was not there, He Xiao seemed to have found that when he was still a newcomer, there was no team at that time, and everything had to rely on himself.

This aftertaste is pretty good.

Standing at the door of the hotel, he thought about it and decided to take a taxi.