Huang Lei divided the actors into several categories.

The first type is the oneness type, which has a very familiar expression, such as blowing the beard and glaring at the eyes, pouting, roaring and the like.

Under this, he is not even worthy of being called an actor in his eyes.

The second is that the drama is like a life type, and if you play a role too much, you will bring this kind of role into your own life.

For example, if there are too many idol dramas, the girlish feeling will linger, and the emperor will perform too much, so he will naturally be upright in his daily life.

The advantage of the patterned performance is that they only respond to people in their own circles, and almost do not take on other roles, and they are also afraid of being seen by others that their acting skills are not good.

"The third is all of you."

After all, he is a teacher, and he always likes to engage in this routine of wanting to promote and suppress first.

Everyone was not in a hurry, quietly waiting for him to explain.

When it comes to performance, everyone here is a learner who knows this well, but in terms of systematization, these people can't catch up with him when they are tied together.

"Every step of the performance is a big mountain, and when you cross it, you find that the mountain in front of you is higher."

Ji Yun rubbed the back of his hands, "What about the tallest ones?" ”

Huang Lei raised his eyebrows, "They are artists, we can't talk about it yet." ”

To tell the truth, although these people are all running for half a hundred years, they don't have the heart to be happy with things.

Especially Ji Yun, he was taught by the old Ji Tou before, and he was not wise and had no heart.

To put it simply, on the basis that you are not brain-dead, don't treat others as brain-dead.

Huang Xuan sighed and said with a wry smile: "I'm still far away." ”

Ji Yun grinned, don't blame him for being upset, his fans have been making a lot of fun recently, which has made passers-by's favorability plummet.

These people were very fanatical, and even the flames of war burned to Ji Yun, asking him why he didn't give the role of Mei Changsu to Huang Xuan, but gave him the role of King Jing.

Since you signed Huang Xuan, why do you have to give up the protagonist?

Ji Yun didn't pay attention to it, after all, he had seen more brainless fans.

What is it to ask the boss? The whistleblower's website is not outrageous, and there are still people who want to help celebrities raise children.

He didn't take it to heart, but Huang Xuan remembered it strictly.

I drank some wine, and my face was full of guilt.

But he is also a stuffy gourd, and he really can't open his mouth to explain to Ji Yun.

"Don't say it, I understand."

Ji Yun was still relatively tolerant, and immediately waved his hand to him, "What kind of star there is, what kind of fans there are." ”

Many "sane fans" like to separate the behavior of fans from their idols, and remove some of them from the fan list, which is.

You are a star who stops, and fans can dance like toads?

In later generations, Huang Xuan's fans are not very capable of being demons, after all, he himself has no exposure.

In addition to filming, he hides in the corners every day, and fans can't find a topic if they want to jump.

Huang Lei was flexible, and as soon as he heard the words of the two, he understood the meaning behind it, and immediately explained: "It's nothing, who at this table was not an idol when he was young." ”

As he spoke, he straightened his collar decently.

"I love to hear that." Huang Bo hadn't played yet, but Sun Honglei stood up first.

"Don't join in the fun."

Huang Lei nodded on the table, "The audience hates a star, and they almost don't care how happy their fans are, mainly because they hate their morality." ”

In fact, the two most bragging fan groups on the Internet are Xingye fans and Jielun fans.

But people blow hard, and they do have strength.

"You are nothing, when Mr. Mei Lanfang was on fire, he practiced his voice in the courtyard, and those fans stood outside the courtyard and threw gold and silver jewelry inside to reward."

"Huo, so crazy?"

Huang Lei nodded, "You said that celebrities are making a lot of money now, and they are being criticized by the people?" At that time, Mr. Mei Lanfang, nicknamed Mei Bancheng, directly donated a plane when he resisted US aggression and aided Korea, and Chang Xiangyu's predecessors donated 1.5 billion. ”

After saying this, everyone was enthusiastic, and Huang Lei added: "Of course, due to the background of the times, such artists may never appear in China in the future." ”

"Passers-by have a strong tolerance, don't care too much, just do your best."

There is another sentence he didn't say, no matter how big the thing in the entertainment industry is, it is to eat melons, who really listens to it so much.

And as long as it doesn't touch the bottom line, they generally don't care too much.

If they really have such a sense of substitution, can they still be fans of passers-by?

Ji Yun had a good way to save his reputation, but he opened his mouth and chose to swallow it back into his stomach.

Everyone knows how to do charity.

If you want to donate to Gu Tianle, no one can hack you.

But as the old saying goes, although there is a heart for goodness, although kindness is not rewarded, in order to save the reputation of charity, this thing is not worth publicizing, if you really want to do charity, wait for this gust of wind to pass.

It's that people don't like people who are too utilitarian.

Huang Xuan's words made Huang Xuan untie the knot, and before he could express his gratitude, a crisp applause startled everyone.

Six lines of sight converged in the corner, and Yan Min was smiling and clapping.

His face was full of joy, as if he had won the lottery.

I forgot that there was another person.

"Startled, scared me." Sun Honglei patted his little liver with a look of disgust.

"I suddenly had a great idea."

Yan Min showed a smile on his face, and the thief's eyes were fixed on everyone present, with an unfathomable look, and everyone wanted to clean his hair.

"What's the idea?"

Ji Yun thought that he had just thought of a brilliant link, but he didn't expect Yan Min's words to suddenly make his movements pause.

"I decided to revise the theme of tomorrow's show."

"All changed?" Huang Lei frowned.

"That's right, it's all changed!"

Yan Min's face was full of confidence, and he didn't hesitate at all.

He originally thought that this meal was for everyone to cultivate their feelings, and the shooting was too raw.

Unexpectedly, the topic that everyone talked about really gave him a lot of inspiration, thinking of this, he said with high spirits: "Tomorrow's theme is called the road of performance." ”

"It's a vulgar name."

Ji Yun gave a dry evaluation, and at the same time reminded: "Filming will start tomorrow." ”

Filming starts at noon tomorrow, and it's past ten o'clock now, even if the link is arranged, the rental venue and game content have to be rearranged.

"The venue remains the same, and the few things I think of now are everywhere, and they are very mediated."

The inspiration in his brain kept coming, and he couldn't sit still anymore, "I'll go back and revise it now!" ”

With a gust of wind, Yan Min disappeared from everyone's sight.

"The lad is quite serious."

Huang Bo nodded and commented, he really thought that this variety show was a group of leisure and entertainment for the elderly.

Ji Yun sighed, what he told Yan Min at that time is still vivid now.

"There is no script, play at will, you calculate us, or we calculate you."