"In fact, judging from the image, I am not satisfied with these eight people."

Jet Li looked at the photo and was actually a little speechless.

There are also 35+ year olds coming to audition.

At this age to audition for your own son?

Am I that old!

"The youngest one, the image... Not quite right. ”

A handsome and elegant guy, he should act in an idol drama, to play an autistic person...

Li Lianjie shook his head.

Sure enough, not many people are willing to audition for this kind of low-cost literary film, and even if they play the name of the protagonist of the Kung Fu Emperor, most of them are second-tier roles.

Without him, the production budget of 5 million means that he can't afford to hire big-name stars, and he can't even afford to do decent publicity, so there are only some second- and third-tier celebrities who come to take this role in order to play with the Kung Fu Emperor.

By the way, bump into luck and see if you can bump a prize out.

Other decent coffee positions - from a utilitarian point of view, acting in this drama doesn't make much sense.

Director Xue Lu said moving.

"It's good that you're willing to act, and you don't have to force other big names."

The Kung Fu Emperor looked at the information of these auditioners and became more and more dissatisfied.

It is estimated that in the end, it can only be the tallest among the short people!

.....

Before the audition began, Li Qing and Jiang Chenggang were not in the hotel studying the role of Daifuku.

From life, to habits, to likes, lovers.

It's all written on a thin piece of paper.

Too simple, this role.

It can be said that the characters themselves do not have much excavation.

Autism, just go find some information and see.

At least Jiang Chenggang thinks that it is really unnecessary to go to great lengths to find a real autistic family.

Along the way, Jiang Chenggang followed Li Qingzheng to the family of the autistic patient.

"Don't you want to be thoughtful about how I managed to do it? I was almost beaten up by doctors and family members in the hospital. At this time, Jiang Chenggang was asking for credit in front of Li Qing: "Fortunately, we have the ability to make money now." ”

Naturally, this money can't be given by Jiang Chenggang.

The salary of "The First in the World" and the salary of "The Condor Heroes" add up, which is already a lot.

Banknote capacity.

"The price has been negotiated, five days, 2,000 yuan, it's really a lot... It's so dark! ”

"You have to think about it, if you can win this role, the money will be earned back at any time."

"The truth is this. Alas. Jiang Chenggang complained: "If you want to live, go live by yourself, I'll come back to live by myself then... You have kung fu in your body, and you're not afraid of neurosis, but I'm afraid that someone will open my head. ”

Li Qing shrugged.

Soon he and Jiang Chenggang came to an old residential building.

I climbed the old high staircase to get to my accommodation.

It was a middle-aged woman who opened the door, and her eyes fluttered when she saw Li Qing.

"He's pretty handsome."

Jiang Chenggang felt that he had been stabbed in the heart, and the last time he met her in the hospital, her expression was not like this.

Sure enough, he looks ugly and has no human rights.

"Okay, this Li Qing is the next person to live in your house... I said in advance that I was going to spend a week with the cubs. ”

"I know, I know, let's get along for a week."

The woman was very enthusiastic in the face of Li Qing, the gold owner, and she was a little enthusiastic and skilled in hospitality, and the tea and pastries were served.

Chinese pastries with some tea make a gesture.

"Thank you." Li Qing took the refreshments and paid attention to a little boy about 15 years old next to him.

His name is Cub and he is an autistic person.

His mother, Zhou Qiaohui warmly entertained Li Qing and Jiang Chenggang, a 15-year-old boy, there was nothing else unusual, just taking care of himself, immersed in his own world, dancing with his hands and eyes in other places.

"I would like to ask, are you college students who are here to do a project? Or is it a reporter who came to interview, or something? Or a doctor doing research? Writer? Zhou Qiaohui asked.

Zhou Qiaohui exposed these like a few treasures.

Why are you so skilled?

"Is there any difference?" Jiang Chenggang wondered.

"Of course there's a difference... Prices are not the same. ”

Zhou Qiaohui said with a smile.

Apparently this isn't the first time she's done something like this.

Jiang Chenggang had an ominous premonition...

"We're actors, we're here to get along with your son, and we want to get to know children with autism." Li Qing said calmly.

"Actors..."

Zhou Qiaohui thought about it, as if this was the first time an actor came...

"That..."

"So what?"

"Gotta add money."

Jiang Chenggang: "!! ”

Ya, you know!

"Don't, our price is negotiable, you don't have credibility in business." Jiang Chenggang slapped the table and said angrily.

"That's right, the actor came to observe the monkey show performed by my son, and then imitated my son's silly appearance, showing the embarrassment of our family on the big screen, and tearing our wounds open, this kind of behavior is not to stomp on the ground the dignity of our family."

Zhou Qiaohui stretched out her calloused hand, squinted and smiled: "Selling your dignity like this, can't we add money?" ”

"You don't have to find a second home, let's do this skill, and I also know that in this land, I am the only mentally ill family who is willing to sell their dignity, so you can ask whether to buy it or not."

Jiang Chenggang was speechless.

I couldn't say anything I wanted to refute when I was stuck in my throat.

Li Qing said.

"Add as much as you want."

"500 pieces."

"Done."

...

I added 500 yuan, for a total of 2500 yuan.

Jiang Chenggang left and went to the local film and television circle to beg for a drink to see if he could ask for some food for his artists.

Now Jiang Chenggang also has two or three kittens under him, and the grass platform team has been set up a little, and now the team is the team.

Jiang Cheng just went to run business, and Li Qing was here in this dilapidated old building.

"I won't bother you if I stay here." Li Qing asked.

"I have a mentally ill son, do you still care about this, but you, an actor, should care more about this."

"Ordinary little actors, they don't care much about this."

"Oh, whatever."

Zhou Qiaohui doesn't care, anyway, the money has already arrived, what should the other party do.

At night, Li Qing still goes back to the hotel to sleep, and comes over during the day to get along with the cubs.

Zhou Qiaohui also has a job herself, doing some manual work at home, getting up early and being greedy for night.

At this time, Zhou Qiaohui, who was finishing a day's manual work, rubbed her eyes and opened her son's door.

saw Li Qing playing a game of losing the ball with the cub.

The son's face was smiling, and he was having fun with Li Qing.

Day 1, Day 2, Day 3.

On the first day, the cub didn't even want Li Qing to get close to him, and every time Li Qing approached, he would shout.

The next day, I got a little better, but I wouldn't play with him, I would hide and watch secretly.

On the third day, the little boy will play some simple games with Li Qing...

For three days, Li Qing was getting along with the cub and really getting to know him.

Like, it's not quite the same as the people before it.

Zhou Qiaohui recalled those people before, who either came with long guns and short cannons, or did some messy tests.

Because of this, cubs are so resistant to 'outsiders'.

But those people don't care, all they need is cold data and materials.

They want to learn about autism.

But I never thought about understanding cubs and understanding this family.

This man, as if, is not quite the same as those people...