I'm an actor with a dream: I want to make the whole world fascinated by me.

Since I started acting career, vases, props, dolls, and all kinds of derogatory words have filled my ears.

I really worked hard, Stanislavsky's "The Self-cultivation of an Actor", I also read it many times, and I want people to recognize my acting skills, rather than stop at my looks.

But since my debut, I have been labeled: beauty.

Admittedly, this title has brought great convenience to my career. More photogenic opportunities, more followers, more signing contracts, but what about my path? Where is my path? You won't just stand on the stage like this, hold flowers in your hand, mix up until you are old, and then leave the stage gloomily, right?

I hesitated, but I didn't dare to try. I'm spoiled, and I'm afraid I'll feel uncomfortable when I return to normal.

There is an actor in "Party A and Party B", who also wants to live an ordinary life, but he is really idle, and the gap is too big. I'm struggling. I don't know when I broke down.

I am eager to break through, but whether it is the director or the agent, the roles they arrange for me are the same, mainly in appearance and acting skills. It's hard for me to play on my own.

The director's words chilled my heart. He said: "Art schools graduate thousands of college students every year, why use you? Do you think that just your coercion can threaten everyone in the company? The reason why I signed you is because you have commercial value. What we want to do is to maximize your value. ”

Am I just a commodity? My outlook on life collapsed in an instant. I also started to get to know myself again. I will definitely be able to find a path that belongs to me.

The crew specially arranged a voice actor for me, and I didn't even need to memorize the lines, as long as I opened my mouth when the director shouted for me to speak.

In addition to acting, the most I do is take commercials. I doubt that a graphic model who has just debuted can do something, why are they willing to let my company hack them for so much money, and ask for a photoshoot?

I only work two hours a day, and most of the time is on the road or in the dressing room. In order to maintain my appearance and let me rest well, the agent never gave me night plays. Even if you take it, you ask the other party to make a dark room and shoot it during the day.

I am not worried about the so-called unspoken rules in the industry. My dad is the majority shareholder of this entertainment company, and some of the gangsters who are martial artists are his horses. No one dared to beat my idea.

But I hate the marriage in the entertainment industry, and I hate the style of those who play the second generation. Some third-tier starlets surrounded them like flies, and they couldn't get rid of them. Do some ridiculous things, although you can't blame these second generations.

My schedule is almost free, and one scene after another. I don't know if they're looking for my father's identity or my beauty. I don't like either. But there's nothing I can do to change that. My team follows me and always has to find some work for them.

I have eight makeup artists and I like Tommy the most. I don't know why this mainland boy doesn't use a good Chinese name, but I like people to call him a foreign name.

He's a good craftsman, and he can transform me into a myriad of things. More importantly, he understands women and understands women's hearts. What kind of mood I have, what kind of state I want, what kind of effect I want, talk to him a few words, and he can achieve it for me.

I don't like Cindy, a woman, pretty but cold. It seems that someone owes her 800 hangings, and she has a cold face every day, and those who don't know think she has just fallen out of love. In fact, she has never talked about a boyfriend.

I also introduced her to my friends. But either she doesn't look down on others, or they are left cold by her. It's not fun at all. But I can't live without her. There are some special effects that only she can do, not Tommy.

My agent is a man, but he is a girl. I suspect there is something wrong with his orientation. His name is Gabang, and the last word is pinched at the same time. Don't doubt it, black hair, yellow skin, authentic Chinese. The name was given by himself, and it was said to be Wang Taohua.

I really doubt that it's just his flowers, ordinary women are not as beautiful as him, not as glamorous, and not as beautiful as him. Gabang's skin is fair and smooth, and the mask is used every day. He has slender fingers and has studied the piano, but his artistic talent is really not very good. His piano, Chopin would be sad when he heard it.

By the way, there is another one that I forgot to introduce to you. Honghong, my dog, a pure Chihuahua, with short hair all over her body smooth and shiny, and big eyes to protrude.

Don't look at him small, but he is very smart, every time I get home, he hands me slippers, and the color of the slippers is the closest to the color of the clothes on my body. The only thing I hate is that I like to burrow under the covers. How many times have I beaten it, but I still don't remember, and my face is dead.

It's Sunday, but it's only for office workers, and it doesn't have much to do with me. I'm still going to catch a show, even though it's a two-hour budget. Although I am already a bit famous, I have never played a big name, and I show up on time every day.

I haven't lost my temper with anyone, except for the extremely unreliable crew, of course. The crew that I had been mad about was disbanded soon after. No one wants to tell me what the reason is. But I learned to control my emotions after that. It's not easy to work, and I can't ruin someone's future for the sake of my own momentary happiness. The disbanded crew may not have scolded me.

I took a shower and changed my clothes. Today is a Republic of China opera, and you have to wear a cheongsam, which is the kind of fork that is about to open to the Ga chicken nest. I deliberately wore a pair of bottoms with four corners. I don't want to cheapen those stinky men with obscene hearts for nothing.

I simply put on a makeup, but I still have to repaint it when I get to the scene anyway, and if it gets thick, it will be a hassle to remove the makeup. I don't look bad with light makeup. I always think that a woman's makeup is a sign of respect for others.

The driver was already waiting downstairs, and I saw through the window my car slowly driving out of the garage. The fiery red color is my favorite. It's not that I like to be public, it's just that I feel like it fits my aesthetics. Eighty percent of the things I use are red.

I changed my shoes and was about to open the door and go downstairs when my phone rang. I pulled my phone out of my bag and saw that the call was from the agent.

"Hey, pretty girl, what's the matter?" I pressed the connect button and said directly.

Although my agent is a man, I am used to calling him "beautiful girl". He also acquiesced. But it seems that no one else dares to call him that. He's more like a good sister to me.

"Are you out of the house?" Instead of answering my question, he asked me rhetorically.

"I was just about to go out, but I haven't gone downstairs yet. What's wrong? "We all said okay, I'm going to the company at this point, he should know very well, how can he ask me this question? Isn't there going to be anything going to change? I've been preparing for a long time.

"You haven't set off yet, so don't come to the company first. I'm going to look for you, our itinerary for today has to change. Said on the other end of the phone.

The agent will go to the company an hour earlier than me to arrange and coordinate the venue and personnel there, of course, basically nothing for him, he just needs to understand the progress and make some fine-tuning. The itinerary he had arranged for me the day before was basically unchanged. It's not going to be any trouble today, is it?

"Changed? So where are we going? I took my shoes off again, said. Since the agent said that he was coming to my house, then I definitely don't have to go out for the time being. It takes 40 minutes to drive to my house. In these forty minutes, the liberation of the feet is very important.

Honghong had been following me, and when she saw that I had kicked off my shoes, she immediately went to the shoe cabinet and grabbed a pair of pink slippers and handed them to my feet. I'm wearing a pink dress today.

"Good thing, just wait at home. I'll come over here. Oh yes, and the makeup artist will come too. We'll have to put on your makeup at your house before we go. Who do you want to serve your old man today? The agent's voice had a cheerful beat, as if he had won the lottery.

"Look at the arrangement, it's the same for everyone. Why don't you give it to me, I don't have to go today anyway, and give them all a holiday. "I've walked over to the couch and picked up the remote. It's good to be an actor, and watching TV is also a kind of learning.

"That's not going to work, the occasion we're going to today is particularly important. Where am I becoming? Why don't I call Cindy. Anyway, she is also alone, and she has nothing to do on vacation. The agent said.

"Okay. But you have to do her job and don't be unhappy. I don't want to see her come to my house and show me a look. "It's almost the same for everyone, I don't even know what to do, where do I know how to choose a makeup artist?

"Don't worry, Cindy isn't as unkind as you think. She's still quite enthusiastic. I'll call her. You can rest for a while. See you soon, baby. Cindy hung up the phone as she spoke.

I never mind who hangs up first. When I first started working with this agent, I had jokes. He's the one who waits for someone else to hang up first, and so am I. So, the first time we talked on the phone, we actually humbled each other for several minutes.

This happened several times before we discussed that whoever was the last to finish talking next time would hang up the phone first, which improved efficiency. The two of us discussed a lot of things, although he proudly said that he was more accommodating to me. Who called me a beauty, beauty has this privilege.

I called the driver to explain it and watched TV. It didn't take long for the agent to come into my room. Honghong also wagged her tail at him. Honghong was also familiar with him.

As soon as the agent entered the door, he was overjoyed: "My dear, your clothes and fruit photos have finally been uploaded by others." ”