Chapter 269: The Poor Monk Doesn't Want to Be an Actor
Hearing Chen Zhenghao's words, Xu Zhen slowly stopped pouring tea in his hand.
Changing jobs?
It's not like he hasn't thought about it.
But if it weren't for the fact that the situation really came to the point of collapse, Xu Zhen felt that he would not have to run away.
"Brother Hao, what do you ......say," he hesitated for a moment and asked, "If I take the job hop to negotiate with the company and want to keep the "Langya Bang", is it feasible?" β
Chen Zhenghao shook his head and said, "It's best not to do this." β
"Because if you do this, you are forcing the company to give in to you."
As he spoke, Chen Zhenghao reached out and poured himself a cup of tea and explained: "The company may be very good to you and is willing to spend a lot of resources to support you." But the premise is that these resources must be given to you by their own initiative, not by you. β
"The most hated thing by the company is disobedient artists."
Hearing this, Xu Zhen was silent for a long time.
He naturally understands this truth, but ......
"Well, that is to say......"
He lowered his eyes, smiled bitterly, and said, "No matter what I do, I can't keep the "Langya Bang"? β
When Chen Zhenghao heard him say this, he felt a slight twitch in his heart.
- Xu Zhen's idea is actually as simple as that.
He took a fancy to the story and wanted to play it well, and wanted nothing else.
However, in the eyes of others, his persistence can easily become ignorant and unruly.
In fact, the entanglement between the two sides is not a point at all.
Song Yu on the side hesitated for a long time and said, "I think you should have a good chat with the company first." β
"Now that the "Langya Bang" is stranded, and the company has not clearly said that it will be replaced, it may also be ripping."
"You should take advantage of this time to rest and recuperate."
As he spoke, he looked at Xu Zhen carefully, frowned, and said, "Are you sure you are okay with your body?" β
"How do I feel like you've lost a lot of weight in the past six months?"
Xu Zhen said: "There are not a lot, I lost a few pounds when I was filming "Breaking through the East" before, and I deliberately didn't make up for it. β
"Because Mei ......," he said, pausing slightly, then bowing his head and smiling, "There's no need to maintain a constant weight. β
"Actors, it's not okay to be fat, it doesn't matter if you're thin."
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The three of them chatted about this topic in the tea room for a long time, and Song Yu and Chen Zhenghao helped him analyze the current situation from their own perspectives.
At 7 o'clock in the evening, a young novice brought them two dinners.
Fayun Monastery's own monks do not eat at noon, but they prepare food for devotees and guests in case they go hungry.
Chen Zhenghao and Song Yu took a look and found that it was two bowls of white fungus porridge.
tasted it, there was no taste at all, Song Yu's face suddenly collapsed, and he drank miserably with a bitter face; Chen Zhenghao, on the other hand, did not change his face, drinking porridge slowly and methodically, and his posture was quite elegant.
Xu Zhen stood up with a smile, wanting to find some refreshments for them to eat, but the little novice who delivered the meal just now went and returned, lying at the door of the tea room, and said curiously: "Senior brother, senior brother, there are guests coming to you again!" β
Xu Zhen was stunned when he heard this.
Again?
What day the hell is today??
He asked, "Who is this coming?" Did you report your name? β
Xiao Shami looked at Xu Zhen, and then at Song Yu and Chen Zhenghao, who were drinking porridge in the room, determined their aesthetic standards, and said, "The people who came this time are ugly!" It's so ugly that no one looks like it! β
Xu Zhen: "......"
Well, listening to this meaning, this time it's probably not an artist.
He put on his coat and followed Xiao Shami all the way to the temple gate, only to see a black commercial car parked on the opposite road.
When he got closer, the driver finally stepped down from the cab, waved his hand to Xu Zhen with a smile, and said, "Xiao Xu, how are you doing?" β
Xu Zhen was slightly stunned.
ββUnexpectedly, the person who came turned out to be the minister of Dongyue Costume Division, Zou Qingchun.
Among all the leaders of the company, Zou Qingchun is probably the one who has the worst relationship with him.
Fortunately at first, since Xu Zhen refused to accept the "Secret History of the Harem" he was planning to shoot last year, this uncle has been on a par with him, and often insinuates to him at meetings, accusing Sang and scolding Huai.
In terms of the relationship between the two, it is impossible for Zou Qingchun to visit the patient out of concern.
I'm afraid I'm running for "Langya Bang", right?
"I heard that you are sick, Brother Zou has come to see you," Zou Qingchun carried a gift box and fruit basket in his hand, looked at Xu Zhen from head to toe, and said, "Looking at the spirit is very good, is you sick?" β
Xu Zhen stood in the cold wind, his thin body swaying slightly.
He stretched out his hand to support the little novice on the side, took a breath, and said softly: "Well, it's much better, thank you, Brother Zou." β
Zou Qingchun was stunned when he saw this.
Xu Zhen said "much better", but this state doesn't look like "much better" at all.
Seeing him walking slowly towards him, his steps were vain and haggard, Zou Qingchun hurriedly greeted him, not only did not let him carry things, but also took the initiative to reach out and support him.
"What are you doing when you're like this?" Zou Qingchun said in a concerned tone, "How cold it is outside!" β
He didn't care about Xu Zhen's body, but he was mainly afraid that if he fell carelessly, I am afraid that this leave would be longer.
Xu Zhen smiled slightly, didn't say anything, only glanced sideways at the car outside, and said, "Brother Zou, parking is prohibited outside the temple gate, do you want to move it?" β
Zou Qingchun pursed his lips nonchalantly and said, "It's okay, I'll leave in a while." β
"It's so unlucky, let them punish it."
β¦β¦
Xu Zhen took Zou Qingchun back to the backyard, and instead of taking him to the tea room where Chen Zhenghao and Song Yu were, he went next door.
After entering the meditation room, Xu Zhen didn't bother to make him tea, so he leaned against the wall directly and said softly: "The hospitality is not good, forgive me." β
"It's okay, it's okay," Zou Qingchun waved his hand very generously and said, "You can rest quickly, I can't use your hospitality." β
In the tea room next door, Song Yu heard Zou Qingchun's voice, raised his eyebrows slightly, put down the porridge bowl, and crept to the thin wooden partition, trying to hear what they were talking about.
And Chen Zhenghao saw his gossip virtue, so he snorted lightly and coldly, and sat quietly in place and continued to drink porridge.
On the other side of the partition, Zou Qingchun briefly greeted Xu Zhen, and quickly turned the topic on the right track.
""Langya Bang" has not been started, you must have resentment in your heart, this Brother Zou can understand......"
Zou Qingchun sighed and said, "But the company also has its difficulties. β
"You know, last year's financial statements of Dongyue were very unsightly, down nearly 20% year-on-year, and the set goals were not completed, and everyone at the managers deducted performance bonuses."
"Originally, I planned to go public and raise funds, but now in this situation, every step is like walking on thin ice......
Xu Zhen listened to him quietly for a while, and only after Zou Qingchun stopped talking, did he say: "So, the company thinks that I will lose money if I play "Langya Bang", is that what it means?" β
Zou Qingchun choked when he heard this, and sneered: "This, how is it possible, with your current strength and appeal, it is impossible to lose money......
He faced Xu Zhen, a hairy boy who was ignorant of the world, and struggled for a long time, but finally decided to put it bluntly and said, "Brother will tell you the truth." β
"Huang Zhixin contacted the TV station to put pressure on the company, if he plays "Langya Bang", Mango TV is willing to spend 3 million yuan for a single episode to buy the premiere rights.
Zou Qingchun stubbornly said: "50 episodes, that's 150 million." Excluding all expenses, this drama can earn 50 million just for its premiere. β
He sighed and said embarrassedly: "I know that this drama is for you, and Brother Zou is also very uncomfortable, but ......"
Zou Qingchun looked up at Xu Zhen, his eyes were almost red, and said, "Listen to my brother, there are good books, we don't need to hang ourselves on a tree." β
Hearing him say this, Song Yu on the other end of the board couldn't help but be taken aback.
Obediently, 3 million for a single episode?
A-list actors are so valuable?!
Chen Zhenghao, who was drinking porridge, was indifferent to this, with a slight mockery in his eyes.
At this time, the calmest one is the party Xu Zhen.
After watching Zou Qingchun's "performance", he adjusted his sitting posture slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
ββis worthy of being the leader of a film and television company, this acting skill has a bit of skills!
Better than Xu Haoyu!
Thinking like this, the corners of Xu Zhen's mouth curled slightly, and said, "In this way, in Brother Zou's eyes, I must not be worth 50 million?" β
Zou Qingchun's face froze.
"Hehe, Xiao Xu, what you said ......"
After a while, he reluctantly smiled and said, "How can talent be measured by money?" β
"Although there are a lot of artists in the company now, I am most optimistic about you."
Xu Zhen chuckled and shook his head, "Don't say that, don't dare to take it seriously." β
Zou Qingchun said with great certainty: "What is there that you don't dare to be?" You are a veritable 'Brother Dongyue'. In the next few years, Dongyue will raise the strength of the whole company to support you! β
Zou Qingchun said: "You should understand that Song Yu lacks the potential to be able to fire, and it is useless to throw more resources, this person has been like this for the rest of his life." β
"At most, after being old, people are called 'old drama bones', and they have no future."
Xu Zhen: "......"
Song Yu on the other end of the plank: "......"
After Zou Qingchun said this, the corners of Xu Zhen's mouth twitched, and the state of pretending to be sick almost collapsed.
He was silent for a long time before trying to make amends: "If I can be like Senior Brother Song in my life, I will be satisfied." β
"Nothing else."
Zou Qingchun pursed his lips and said, "Brother knows, you have always worked hard in the direction of the acting school, this is no problem, the company supports!" β
"I didn't want to tell you so early, for fear that you would be impatient."
As he spoke, he took out a thick booklet from the briefcase in his hand, put it on the floor of the meditation room, pushed it to Xu Zhen, and said, "I brought all the project approval documents today." β
"Dongyue will start making movies this year - it is a real big-screen movie, not the kind of small fight that CCTV broadcasts on six sets."
Zou Qingchun said proudly: "If you want to act, in a word, the actor is waiting for the vacancy." β
"You can be the leading actor on the big screen at such a young age, and your future achievements will definitely not be lower than the current Chen Zhenghao!"
Xu Zhen: "......"
Seeing that this big brother was about to deviate again, he hurriedly interrupted him and said, "How many actors in Huaxia can come to Chen Zhenghao's current point?" β
"I don't have such a high level of luxury."
Zou Qingchun shook his head with disdain and said, "You, your eyelids are too shallow." β
"What is Chen Zhenghao? He dropped out of high school and ran for several years, and he was nothing compared to you now! β
Xu Zhen: "......"
Chen Zhenghao in the tea room next door: "......"
"Do you know why he can't always be an actor?" Zou Qingchun continued with a puff in his mouth, "It's because the mainstream circle rejects him and looks down on him, thinking that he is from the grassroots and not qualified!" β
"You're different, you're ......"
"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, ......ahem,
Before Zou Qingchun finished speaking, Xu Zhen, who was opposite him, suddenly coughed violently and forcibly interrupted his later words.
Xu Zhen couldn't wait to stand up and pick his two big-eared melon seeds at this time.
This man...... What a "master of words"!
Admiration with a capital letter!
"Minister Zou......" Xu Zhen raised his head and said indifferently, "That's a good thing to say." β
"You know, Chen Zhenghao is my idol."
"I won't be happy if you say that."
Zou Qingchun heard him change his name, laughed for a while, and simply sank his face, and said: "It's wrong, it's not 'Minister Zou', it's Manager Zou." β
As he spoke, he straightened his sitting posture and said coldly: "I am now the executive deputy manager of Dongyue Film and Television, acting as the general manager. β
Xu Zhen's expression was still as cold as Fang Cai, and said, "Manager Zou, what do you want to express?" β
Zou Qingchun said: "I want to express that I am Dongyue's speaker, and my commitment represents the will of the company. β
"Dongyue's first big-screen movie, you can choose the role in it at will, whether it is the protagonist or the supporting role."
Zou Qingchun said with a straight face: "If Cai Shishi can give you, I can give you, and even more than him." β
Xu Zhen leaned against the wall quietly, didn't look at the script he had just turned out, and said, "Can you give it to Langya Bang"?" β
"You ......" Zou Qingchun was suddenly annoyed by him, stood up, and said, "Why are you brainless?" β
"Can a mere TV series compare to movie resources?"
Zou Qingchun picked up the script from the ground and shook it at Xu Zhen: "I specially arranged a set of plans for you, and I plan to train you according to the standards of the actor......"
"Zou Shizhu ......"
At this time, Xu Zhen looked up at his arrogant face, changed his title again, and said, "The poor monk doesn't want to be an actor." β
Zou Qingchun was directly choked.
"Then it seems that there is no need to talk?" For a long time, Zou Qingchun said coldly.
Xu Zhen bowed slightly, and said in a calm voice: "The body is sick, I will not send it away." β
Zou Qingchun paced a few steps anxiously, crossed his waist with one hand, pointed at Xu Zhen's nose with the other, glared at him for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know how to lift!" β
With that, he put on his woollen coat, picked up his script and briefcase, pushed open the door of the tea room, and turned to leave.
However, just two steps after walking out, Zou Qingchun suddenly stopped again.
His pupils shrank, and he was startled by the scene in front of him.
ββI saw that outside the tea room, hundreds of monks in gray monk robes stood quietly outside the door, standing from the empty field outside the tea room to the steps of the back door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.
At a glance, it is dense and crowded.
As soon as these people saw Zou Qingchun come out, they immediately looked at him at the same time, and the top of the monks' bare heads shimmered in the cold moonlight, looking inexplicably sacred.
"Gollum ......"
Zou Qingchun instinctively took two steps back and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
"You guys, what are you doing?!"
He looked at the group of monks in front of him vigilantly, and subconsciously hugged the briefcase in his hand.
One of the old monks at the head took two steps forward, folded his hands, and said, "Amitabha...... It's getting late, so please leave quickly. β
Zou Qingchun saw that his attitude was quite polite, and he tried to strengthen himself, and shouted: "You also know that I am a donor? That's how your temple treats pilgrims?! β
"The poor monk was about to say this." As he spoke, the old monk unhurriedly took out a cloth bag, handed it to Zou Qingchun, and said, "Please take away these filth." β
"The Buddha does not accept insincere incense."
As he spoke, the old monk stretched out his hand and pointed to the bottom of the mountain, squinted his eyes, and said, "The pure place of Buddhism is unbearable to be interfered with by vulgarity. β
"Donor, go down the mountain. In the future, please refrain from coming to our temple again. β
"You are not welcome in Fayun Temple."