On Sunday, the end of winter was slightly clear.

When Qi Xi walked into the C2 of the Science and Technology Museum with a pair of long legs, she thought that she would see a noisy place like a vegetable market, but the orderly and deliberately suppressed heat in front of her provoked a few hints of germination.

And it's a split-second thing.

"How can I help?" The girl in uniform came over and asked.

"Well, I'll just take a look." She turned her head.

“……”

The girl was startled by the other party's eyes, and reluctantly handed over the leaflet, saying, "This is our brochure, the introduction in it is very detailed, or you can also ask the information desk." ”

"Thank you."

Qi Xi took it and went to the field.

Her hometown is in Guizhou Province, graduated from the People's Liberation Army Dance Academy, and was admitted to the Chinese Opera Performance Department in 04. Generally in the third year, art school students begin to find their own way out, remove a quarter of the young famous, and then remove a quarter of the background, and the remaining two-quarters are the most real life state of the newcomers.

Qi Xi belongs to the two-quarters of the group, and the Chinese opera can't give him much aura, at most he can maintain a little self-esteem when he is struggling at the bottom.

And more importantly, she's not pretty. If the actress is not beautiful, her future is already half blocked, and if there is no good opportunity, she can only wither quietly.

She understands this, so she ran back to the capital just after the Spring Festival, and February is the time for major companies to set up projects, and there will be more auditions.

Of course, today is not an audition, just a turnaround.

……

The film power has been running for the third year, and it has finally attracted the attention of the circle and the media.

This year's venue is twice as big, and counting the two of us, there are seven companies in the field looking for great filmmakers and screenplay stories.

Even though the organizers were prepared, they were still stunned by the situation at the scene. From the day of the 25th, the newcomers who had been brewing for a long time captured the C2 area. Men and women, young and old, young and middle-aged, mixed with Mandarin, dialects from all over the country.

The number of registered persons alone has reached 823.

The lady who sells cosmetics is still sweet, but there is another mineral water lady and a mobile phone lady next to her. The front desk in the shape of a curved ruler has also become a ruler-shaped, and more than 20 people are like ants pounced on honey.

Diagonally behind the front desk is a large room for negotiations with company representatives, and a small booth like an office hall, with two people per company and 14 compartments lined up.

And outside. There was a slip of wooden chair against the wall, and eight other guys were waiting. They carefully watched everyone who came out, and cheered for every new person who entered.

It was a companion and a competitor, and that room was like a dragon gate in the Golden Light Pool, and everyone wanted to jump over it. So much so that they secretly gave themselves a name, called the Golden House.

Coming out of the Golden House, straight through the hall, opposite is a small screening room. There is a sign at the door:

9:00 - "The Two of Us".

10:50 - "Red Face"

14:00 - "Men on the Road"

16:50 - "Green Meadows".

……

Only four films were screened, and all non-sensitive films that the company owned the rights to and was able to produce were available. Qi Xi glanced at the time, this should be playing "Men on the Road".

She thought about it for half a second, then skipped the central booth area. Pushed open the small door.

"Hmm......"

As soon as she entered, she covered it with her hand, and it took a moment for her to adjust to the darkness inside. The place was very narrow, and the hundred or so seats were all full, and the girl glanced at it. I had to find a step and sit on the spot.

"Give!"

The girl in front looked back, and suddenly pulled out a thin cushion from under her buttocks.

"Thank you!"

She blinked, and the few traces of green swagger in her heart were sprouted.

"Men on the Road" was released last year. It's just that the scale is too small, and the box office is negligible. Some audiences want to see it, but they can't find a theater to show it, and they gather here today, which is more like a carnival in non-mainstream circles.

Zhuang Dalin was the drilling captain of the Tarim Oilfield, divorced his wife, and his son was expelled from school because he did not learn or know. In order to get money to go to the Internet café, he also sold a pot of precious orchids from his stepfather.

All this made Zhuang Dalin very troubled, and he was also determined to change the solemnity.

He took his son to the oil field, but before leaving, in order to vent his anger, he destroyed all the orchids of his stepfather. On the way, Zhuang Dalin learned about this and said, "You either go back and apologize, or I will clean you up!" ”

Yan Yan didn't want to apologize, so he had to accept his father's punishment: a 30-kilometer hike.

Zhuang Dalin drove to the inn in front of him, always hanging his heart, a teenage child, walking alone in the mountains, and experienced a night.

When the next morning, Zhuang Zhuang rushed over, and the 30-kilometer journey also made him and his father angry.

Because Zhuang Dalin once promised himself to come back once a year, but in eight years, he only came back four times. So solemnly blamed his father for breaking his promise and told him to hike 30 kilometers......

Qi Xi only caught up with the second half, but it did not prevent the judgment of such a buried low-cost masterpiece, not to mention, the seventy points of sound and picture quality completely exceeded expectations.

Fifty minutes later, the film ends and the lights come on.

"Whoa!"

Everyone slapped their hands sincerely and modestly, but in the next second, this moderation completely disappeared, and that strong atmosphere could be felt outside.

I saw Wang Xiaoshuai get up from the first row, run to the front of the stage in a few steps, take the microphone from the staff, and said: "Uh, I'm completely chasing ducks to the shelves, and I haven't prepared anything, so let me say a few words." ”

"Whoa!"

It was responded with an even louder round of applause.

"Alright, alright."

He stretched out his hand and pressed it down, and said, "I've wanted to see this film for a long time, but I haven't had a chance, and it's also a kind of fate to be able to gather with you here today." Liu Xiaoyu is a very good director, because there are very few themes about fathers and sons and between men in China, and he uses a movie to fully reflect these two elements...... Wang Qianyuan's performance is also very good, he is the kind of actor who 'as long as you don't let me play handsome, I can do anything'......"

"Haha!"

The audience laughed, Qi Xi also grinned, and the spring breeze was chaotic in an instant.

And when he finished speaking, the audience actually asked, and a boy said: "Do you have any plans for a new film this year?" ”

"Uh......"

Wang Xiaoshuai hesitated for a moment, this was not a formal exchange event, but he still replied: "I am preparing a movie. ”

"What subject?"

"It's not convenient to say, you'll know when we develop the conference. Okay, let's get out of the show, don't delay the next screening. ”

Under his persuasion, the audience stood up one after another. Qi Xi returned the cushion to the girl and chatted a few more words, but the other party turned out to be Nortel, named Mao Xiaotong.

After the two came out, Mao Xiaotong went back to Jincheng directly, but she still wanted to go around, so she left each other's phone calls.

The area between the screening hall and the Golden House was all allocated to the booths, and there were fifteen or sixteen large and small. Some show short documentaries, some show micro films, and even two young people are showing their own animation homework.

It's only a minute and a half, telling the story of a little mouse stealing oil.

Qi Xi walked around casually, and finally stopped in front of a certain booth, the ink pictorial was very attractive, but the display screen was black.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked.

"Something is wrong with the equipment."

A girl looked very anxious and didn't dare to ask, so she could only look at the middle-aged master who was squatting on the ground to check the machine. His body shape is very delicate, half fat and not fat and half thin and not thin, where to tinker for a while, then plug in the power supply, get up and say: "Okay, the plug is a little loose, don't move and it's fine." ”

"Thank you for your help!" The girl hurriedly bowed.

"Heh, hurry up and put it away, I still want to see it." The master waved his hand, turned his head casually, and happened to meet Qi Xi.

This girl is so tall!

He was slightly surprised, look at that head, how can he start at 1.74 meters, two long legs stepping on high-heeled boots, and stretching infinitely in frenzy.

Looking further down the face, the cheekbones are prominent, angular, and the sexy neck line slides all the way down to the neckline of the sweater. Especially those eyes, when they are not smiling or moving, they look extremely cold.

Tut!

He dared to swear to the lamp, this is definitely a good seedling of Da Tsing Yi!

And what was even more terrifying was that the girl suddenly opened her mouth and spit out a title that seemed to be a code: "Boss? ”

(Go home to various parties, ah, ah, take the time to write a chapter, happy New Year's Day, everyone!! (To be continued.) )