Chapter Two Thousand and Twenty-Five: Acting and Plastic Surgery
Zhao Yongqi's words caused a burst of laughter in the restaurant. In fact, even the surrounding staff, as early as when everyone started talking, they pricked up their ears to listen to the inside story of this "first brother". Everyone has a heart for gossip, and of course they will not miss such an opportunity.
The little bun who covered his red lips and giggled coquettishly laughed for a long time before he thought that he seemed to be the protagonist, and then puffed up his bun face and glared at Zhao Yongqi fiercely, making the male god feel more and more cute the more he looked at it.
"So, things in many circles are not as simple as they seem. It doesn't matter to the audience, as long as they feel interesting, or can let them scold a few words to vent their unhappiness in the real world. But those of you who are in this circle, you can't trap yourself, otherwise you will still be uncomfortable. As for the ratings like Douban, don't even look at it. Unless it's a niche drama, a drama that isn't popular, and that rating is still a little valuable, it's just a matter of who buys more water army. I still say the same thing, the audience is the best judge, a hit drama is a hit drama, no matter how black it is, it is a hit drama. As long as you are working hard, at least the audience will recognize and see your efforts. Do you understand?" said Zhao Yongqi with a smile.
Several young girls were nodding their heads, smiling and seemed to be in a good mood. Seeing this, Zhao Yongqi was also relieved, he was worried that these little flowers would be disconfident by the disgusting things in the circle, but since they seemed to be fine, it didn't matter.
Cheng He patted Zhao Yongqi's shoulder with a smile and said to the others: "If you want to talk about acting, let's only serve our big boss Zhao." Not to mention those little fresh meats, even if they are old drama bones, there are only a few. ”
"Those plastic surgery faces and little fresh meat must also be able to act!" Li Chen shook his head with a smile, with a somewhat mocking tone: "The face is stiff, and it is impossible to have acting skills." ”
"Brother Chen is really right. Zhao Yongqi nodded, and said with some agreement: "Especially the face slimming injection, often hitting this, will destroy the nerve group of the face." Although it is not as exaggerated as facial paralysis, the whole face shape will be particularly stiff. So some male actors will be said to only play men with facial paralysis, and some female artists will be said to only stare and laugh. In fact, it's not that they really don't care, or their talent is too poor, the fundamental reason is that the facial muscles they want to do can't keep up, this is scientifically reasonable. If you don't believe it, if you look at it, those with good acting skills will basically not have plastic surgery. As for those who have undergone plastic surgery, basically their acting skills are not much better. ”
Deng Chao nodded, slapped the table with a sigh and said, "Actually, plastic surgery or something, there is nothing to despise." In a place like the entertainment industry, the first thing is to look at the face. It's like if you are in a state-owned enterprise, and if you want to evaluate your job title, you need to have a certificate of academic qualifications, right? Aren't some people just going to buy a fake certificate and then to get a promotion and a salary increase? In our circle, if you don't have a good face, the road is only very narrow. Therefore, plastic surgery is tantamount to getting a fake certificate to mix. ”
"It's true. Some people will be very brainless and say that an actor should have good acting skills, and that a beautiful face is useful? But in fact, think about it a little more rationally, no matter how good your acting skills are, if you don't give you a play, how can you perform? Do you show yourself in the mirror at home? First of all, you must first be able to have a director to see and have a passable face! This is a logical relationship. Yang Mu said very seriously.
"Hey, I don't care if they live or die. Zhao Yongqi saw that the waiter had already started to serve the food, raised his glass with a smile and said, "Anyway, we are all handsome men and beautiful women here, and that's enough." It doesn't matter if people are willing to go for plastic surgery, or if they are willing to brag about how good their acting skills are, whatever they are. Come on, eat, cheers!"
"Cheers!" everyone in the restaurant raised their glasses, and the atmosphere instantly became enthusiastic.
After dinner, a group of people gathered in Zhao Yongqi's room for a meeting. While looking at the craze on the Internet because of Xiao Baozi's angry blog posts, I occasionally scolded a few black fans, and I was happy to talk and laugh.
It wasn't until about ten o'clock in the evening that the group dispersed.
Zhao Yongqi thought about it for a long time, but it was still difficult to suppress the evil fire in his heart, and finally sneaked into Xiao Baozi's room.
"Hee-hee, people know that you, a big pervert, will definitely come to climb someone's bed. ”
Zhao Yongqi had just opened the sliding door of the bedroom, and the little bun hiding in the quilt had already thrown away the mobile phone with crooked eyebrows and teased with a smile.
"It's not you little goblin who caused it!" Zhao Yongqi glared at the pretty little woman, and stripped himself naked and got into the bed.
The little delicate body is like a beautiful snake, and after a few twists, it has been thrown into the crook of the strong arm that makes her obsessed, and she smiled and whispered: "That person also misses her husband." ”
Holding his soft and boneless delicate body, Zhao Yongqi patted his buttocks lightly, glared and said, "Little goblin, it's getting more and more charming, isn't it?"
"People just need to charm their husbands. The soft jade arm encircled Zhao Yongqi's neck, and in the silky gaze, he pulled it into his arms slightly, "Husband~~~ Come on, people want to love ~~"
"The little goblin who is obsessed with death does not pay for his life!" laughed softly, and the tiger's body turned slightly, covering the delicate body that was addictive......
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The next morning, the field staff of the program team came to inform that the program would start recording in the evening. In fact, this news was already known to everyone as early as yesterday, but it was just a confirmation. If it weren't for that, Zhao Yongqi wouldn't dare to pick this day to climb the bed of the little bun, otherwise this little woman would not get up until noon, how would she record the show?
After half a year, the lazy little woman in front of him who is more and more coquettish makes Zhao Yongqi feel that he is getting deeper and deeper. Often inadvertently, one of her actions will touch the heartstrings. It's just that he doesn't hate this feeling at all.
It wasn't until it was close to lunchtime that the little woman who was beaten by Zhao Yongqi a few times on her buttocks got up with an unhappy face on her bun face, and after more than an hour of grooming and dressing, she accompanied the man who was about to go hungry to lunch.
Everyone knows that tonight is the beginning of the Armageddon, but because of the three games in advance, there was no hint, even Zhao Yongqi was resigned, and the only thing he could do was to rest for half a day in the afternoon and recharge his energy to meet the challenges of the planning team. Looking at the large lineup of sixteen people, no matter who you are, you probably won't have a good time tonight.