Sitting in front of the TV, Wang Baoqiang watched a movie for a long time, if it wasn't for Ding Xiu urging him to buy food, he wouldn't even want to eat.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Huang Bo came back from outside, smelled the fragrance coming from Ding Xiu's house, and swallowed his saliva.

This big dog orders food in the restaurant outside every day, has wine and meat, and has a horse boy in front of and behind the horse, just like the landlord in the old era.

"Huang Bo." In the main house, Wang Baoqiang shouted at him.

"I don't eat it." Huang Bo responded to him.

"I'm not asking you to eat, I'm asking you to watch TV, the new film, the king of new dramas, it's good."

"Look! I'll come over when I put down my bag. ”

Twenty-six-year-old Huang Bo looks like a thirty-year-old, carrying a schoolbag and not looking like a student at all.

Watching more movies can improve his appreciation ability and help with the art exam, this is what the teacher of the training class said, Huang Bo thinks it makes sense, but he doesn't have a TV, so he can only go to Ding Xiu to rub it here.

Putting down his schoolbag, Huang Bo moved a stool to Ding Xiu's house, where the food on the table was close to him, and he stared intently at the TV.

Seeing that he was so obviously avoiding suspicion, Ding Xiu was a little embarrassed: "Why don't you eat some?" ”

"No, I've eaten out."

"Baoqiang, go get a pair of dishes and chopsticks."

"Okay brother."

"I really did."

"It's just a meal, so much nonsense, a big man is just a little bit."

"I'm sorry about that." Huang Bo is a native of Shandong, and he is not a mother-in-law, Ding Xiu is so bold, and if he refuses, he will be petty.

After taking the dishes and chopsticks, the three of them watched the king of comedy while eating, and occasionally drank a few glasses to each other.

All three pairs of eyes are on the TV, but the focus is different.

Wang Baoqiang smiled less and less the more he watched: "The first time I watched the king of new dramas, Yin Tianqiu's funny behavior on the set made me laugh so much that my stomach hurt, and now I feel sad when I watch it again, what the group performance wants is just a chance." ”

The group performance is a living prop, no lines, no shots, no names, a TV series that lasts for dozens of episodes is all-encompassing, but it can't accommodate them for a few seconds of footage.

In order to fight for a chance to show their faces, how many people went forward one after another.

Yin Tianqiu refused to die after being shot, he had to behave uniquely, and in the end he was scolded by the director for being bloody and had no lunch to eat, which made Wang Baoqiang feel very empathetic.

He also wanted to be unique when he played the corpse, but he didn't have the guts.

If you really want to do this, the group leader will definitely be scolded by the assistant director, and he will never be used again in the future.

Huang Bo's focus is different from Wang Baoqiang's, he attaches more importance to acting: "Wu Mengda is so powerful, there are more than three emotional changes in just a few seconds, from suppressed anger to outbursts, and finally looking at Yin Tianqiu's back and showing pity, as if he saw his former self, worthy of being an old actor, I really want to ask him for advice when I have the opportunity." ”

Ding Xiu is different from the two, he is looking at the actress: "This girl is punctual, has a good figure, long legs, but her breasts are a little smaller...... This facial features are pure, and his face is like a peach blossom, which is really beautiful. ”

In the comments of several people, the discs went in and out of the DVD, and the time passed quickly, and before I knew it, it was eleven o'clock.

Ding Xiu said to Huang Bo: "Don't you have to go to the bar to sing today?" ”

Huang Bo's black face: "It's not a singing, it's a resident singer, the art exam is about to begin, I want to focus on the exam and don't go to the bar for the time being." ”

Nortel does not use the mouth test, it needs the results of art exams and cultural classes, Huang Bo is destined to be difficult to take this road, and he usually needs to take two classes, one is the art examination training class, and the other is the night shift in the bar.

The art examination time is in December every year, and there is not much time left for him.

"Brother, it's not necessary to come out of the film academy or be a group performer." Wang Baoqiang poured cold water: "Many people are from the film academy, and they still follow us to perform in groups." ”

Huang Bo smiled: "You are still young, why don't you need academic qualifications in this society now, not to mention that you can learn things in film school, it is also useful to rely on that diploma." ”

The most taboo thing to do when he goes out is to talk deeply, and he didn't say anything about his own bluffing.

What Wang Baoqiang said makes sense, a lot of Nortel can't act, but he is not one of those people.

Gao Xuan is a well-known actor, as long as he enters Nortel and has a background and foundation, he will take himself into the group in the future, and it will be easy to mix a small supporting role.

Although you can bring yourself into the group without going to Nortel Lao Gao, but Ye Luzi was born and is still a monk halfway, which is not good to say, even if you join the group, I am afraid that the role you will get is not big.

Wang Baoqiang's voice changed: "It makes sense, I just don't read much, I don't have much culture, brother, is the film academy still recruiting, do you think I can do it?" ”

"You probably can't."

"Why, we look like we're half a pound or eight taels."

"Huh." Ding Xiu laughed, not to mention, Wang Baoqiang and Huang Bo looked like half a pound or two, not ugly, but definitely not handsome.

Huang Bo said patiently: "It's not a matter of appearance, you have to take the art test and then the college entrance examination to enter Nortel, and if you don't have a high school foundation, you won't be able to pass the cultural class." ”

He came out of high school with a high school exam paper with two big heads, not to mention Wang Baoqiang's Shaolin Temple, and the cultural class completely broke his Nortel dream.

"Is that okay with my brother?" Wang Baoqiang asked, "He's a high school student." ”

Huang Bo nodded: "He can, but it's not necessary, he will play Zhang Jizhong's male number two, and it will be redundant to take the Nortel test." ”

What is Nortel for, in order to be able to film, Ding Xiu can be filmed, in Huang Bo's opinion, Nortel is redundant.

Next year, Ding Xiu will be filmed and can make a lot of money, but after entering Nortel, it will be different, and he will not be allowed to film in his freshman year.

A year has passed, and the popularity of Xiaoao Jianghu has almost dispersed, and how many people still remember you, if you don't do it, it will be cold.

"It's really redundant." Ding Xiu is not saying that reading is superfluous, but his personality is not suitable for school, it is okay to dance with knives and sticks, and he can't stand sitting and listening to the teacher for five or six hours every day.

Wang Baoqiang asked again with a little eagerness in his eyes: "Do you look at Nortel's face?" ”

"Don't look at it." Huang Bo was also a little unsure: "At least the admissions didn't say that as long as they are handsome, many Nortel ones are not handsome." ”

Wang Baoqiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his head with a smile and didn't say anything more.

Don't look down on him for college students to come out as group performers, there is still some bragging, people come out to exercise during the winter and summer vacations, and when he mentions Nortel, as long as he doesn't look bad and understands a little sophistication, he basically starts with Xiaote.

The only film school in Asia, who doesn't want to go, he also wants to.

Huang Bo can take the exam, he can too, it's a big deal to study for a few more years, anyway, there is time, Huang Bo is still taking the exam at the age of twenty-six, and he can't be at the age of eighteen?

"Nortel's tuition fee is 10,000 yuan in the first year, and 6,000 yuan per year in the future."

Huang Bo's next sentence broke Wang Baoqiang's Nortel dream.