Qin Muchu was silent for a long time, digesting Jin Yue's words.

As we all know, if domestic things are praised by foreigners, they will definitely be more eagerly sought after by Chinese people.

Otherwise, how can the "turtle" be more expensive than Wang Ba in these years.

The same is true in the entertainment industry, if anyone stars in a Hollywood blockbuster, it will be terrible in China.

The press release was flying all over the place, and I couldn't wait for the toilet paper to be printed with the news.

In fact, the so-called "starring" is only a one- or two-second shot......

Qin Muchu personally doesn't like this kind of atmosphere.

The things of the Celestial Empire are excellent, and if you foreigners can see it, it is your honor, and you should praise it.

Why do you want to add an extra thing to this thing that is excellent in itself because of the praise of a foreigner, "Wow, foreigners say he is good, then he must be good, I will also take a look".

It's as if this thing became excellent because the foreigner praised it.

In the final analysis, this is a manifestation of a lack of national self-confidence.

Qin Muchu didn't like it, but he was powerless to change it.

I can only do my part to change this atmosphere little by little in my own industry.

……

"How? Sign it here, just put your fingerprint on it. ”

Jin Yue didn't know that Qin Muchu's thoughts had diverged so far, so he stuffed a pen into Qin Muchu's hand, picked up his other hand and was about to press it on the ink.

"Damn, what are you doing?"

Qin Muchu was a stirring spirit and came back to his senses.

Watching Jin Yue hold his hand, he looked at the ink again.

"Sign and draw, sign these, you are a member of the Spring Festival Gala program team.

Assistant Director! How's that, it's loud enough, isn't it?

Originally, it was decided that the person in charge of the program, Uncle Shi, I fought hard for you based on reason. ”

Jin Yue patted his chest, looking like I was making a big move.

He looked at Qin Muchu again:

"Uncle Shi has said this, you won't be unwilling, right?"

"Well, I don't want to."

"I knew you were willing, so sign it."

Jin Yue put the document on Qin Muchu's lap.

Qin Muchu looked at Jin Yue's ear, wondering if it was structurally different from that of a normal person.

He looked at Jin Yue again.

Jin Yue's eyes were persistent and serious.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant.

Half-ringing, Qin Muchu sighed:

"Are you so comfortable letting me be in charge of a show?"

"Your name was recommended by me, and the station unanimously approved it.

You, the assistant director, if the show is successful, it will be positive, and if the show fails, I will also serve as the director! ”

Jin Yue's eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

This fire is not aimed at Qin Muchu, it is the flame in his heart, and it is the flame ignited by the responsibility of success or failure as the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala.

This fire made Qin Muchu a little ashamed.

A similar scene also happened when Lao Mouzi invited Qin Muchu to join the Olympic team.

Qin Muchu gave himself the reason at that time that he could not destroy the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, which was destined to be successful, but was he really not afraid of taking responsibility?

He wasn't sure.

Now that there is another opportunity in front of him, what should he choose?

After being silent for a long time, under Jin Yue's disappointed gaze, Qin Muchu took off his work card and put it in Jin Yue's hand.

"Where's the name?"

Seeing Jin Yue's complicated eyes that changed from disappointment to surprise and incomprehension, Qin Muchu pointed to the photo on the work card.

"This photo is probably taken by me in high school for the college entrance examination, and it is too young compared to now, so let's change it."

As he spoke, he raised the document again,

"Where?"

Jin Yue was overjoyed, immediately took the document, flipped it quickly, and pointed to an empty bar:

"Sign here, sign here, press the handprint next to it, haha."

After Qin Muchu signed the document, he handed it to Jin Yue.

Jin Yue immediately picked up the document, and after confirming that it was correct, he smiled and returned the work card to Qin Muchu.

"After a while, you go and take a photo of your ID, and when you turn around, you will ask someone to make a new work card, you use this first, haha."

Qin Muchu nodded and took the work card and hung it around his neck again.

Jin Yue looked at Qin Muchu and nodded with satisfaction, feeling that Qin Muchu who was hanging the sign was not a little handsome.

He patted Qin Muchu's shoulder and stood up:

"Let's go, I'll show you to meet my colleagues."

"Okay."

Qin Muchu also stood up.

I will have to work here for the next few months, and I will inevitably have to deal with colleagues under the same roof.

Jin Yue took Qin Muchu to the front row of the audience.

The few people who had just sat there had actually been watching them for a while.

They were not surprised by Qin Muchu's airborne landing, and this matter was not a matter that Jin Yue's brain was hot, and he decided it with a pat on his head.

Many of them are from CCTV, and they also know the ins and outs of the matter, and the few people who are not clear are also clear about the meeting these two days.

I know this one is here with a mission.

The attitude is also very polite.

"This is the art director, Director Zhu."

Jin Yue stood in front of a woman.

"Hello Director Zhu."

Qin Muchu bowed slightly.

"Hello, hello, our family has watched your movies and TV series." Director Zhu replied politely.

"This is the deputy chief director, Director Liu."

"Director Liu, good."

……

After introducing them all the way, Qin Muchu recognized all these people.

The rest are the coordinators and directors in charge of language programs, dance, music, etc.

Take control of the power of life and death for these shows.

"By the way, Xiao Qin, do you have an idea of the format of the show?" Jin Yue asked.

“……”

Qin Muchu resisted the urge to roll his eyes, did I have five minutes in office? Let me just talk about the format of the show?

Jin Yue laughed, and realized that he seemed to be in a hurry.

"It's okay, think slowly, don't rush, just ...... After, will it be okay tomorrow? ”

Is this called a hurry?

Qin Muchu took a deep breath.

Director Zhu on the side explained:

"Director Qin, don't blame Director Jin for being in a hurry, the Spring Festival Gala program is like this, it must be accurate to the second, because you have to congratulate the New Year on time at twelve o'clock, and you can't miss a second.

It's November now, and it's only three months before the Spring Festival Gala, and time waits for no one. ”

Qin Muchu nodded, thought for a while, and said:

"I'll come up with a plan as soon as possible, the form, it should be a drama, and it should also be about historical figures, who is it and how to say it, I have to think about it again......"

"Okay, the drama is good!"

Jin Yue is like a cheap childcare.

"Director Qin, can you ask about the approximate duration?"

At this time, the language program Cui co-ordinated and spoke.

Since Qin Muchu decided that the form of the program was a drama, it would be under his language program.

"About ten minutes."

"Ten minutes ......"

Cui Tong muttered, glanced at Jin Yue, and saw that his expression had not changed, so he nodded and stopped talking.

Ten minutes is about the same as the time of a sketch, and Qin Muchu's show takes up more than ten minutes, which means that the sketch has to be deleted.

And sketches, which are generally the trump card of the Spring Festival Gala, determine the reputation of the Spring Festival Gala.

The reputation of a Spring Festival Gala is good or bad, and whether the sketches are funny or not occupies a large factor.

The vast majority of ordinary people watch the Spring Festival Gala and go to the sketches.

Now I deleted a sketch and used Qin Muchu's drama on top.

If Qin Muchu's drama cannot meet or surpass the quality of the sketch, it is conceivable that the program team will be scolded.

The first is Jin Yue, the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala.

"Okay, everyone also knows each other, Director Qin is still young, everyone needs to support each other." Jin Yue Road.

Several people present knew that the so-called "young" was nothing more than a fig leaf, and the real reason could not be put on the table.

So they nodded yes.

"Then let's work together to hold a Spring Festival Gala that satisfies everyone!"

Jin Yue summed up and took the lead in applauding.

Several people at the scene looked at each other a few times, and they all applauded, looking happy.

Qin Muchu applauded without embarrassment, and was even more glad that he did not enter CCTV as a director.

This group of people spoke in a fog, with an average of 800 hearts and eyes per person, where can they be played.

……

"Don't stay to watch the later shows, your opinions are also very useful, your vision for the picture is definitely higher than that of us who do shows."

Jin Yue persuaded Qin Muchu, who was leaving.

They are reviewing the Spring Festival Gala program today, and only a few are being reviewed now, and there are dozens more to come.

"That's right, Director Qin, especially in the filming of the ancient dance in "Star You", in which Liu Xiqianmei died!" Director Ding also said.

"yes, stay and see."

The remaining few are also in line with the Tao.

Qin Muchu arched his hand and apologized:

"Teachers, spare me, I'm a layman when I do the show, how dare I get an axe in front of you seniors. Besides, I've got to go back to thinking about the show, sorry, sorry. ”

Jin Yue's retention may be sincere, but not necessarily for the others.

Didn't you hear anyone say that you wanted Qin Muchu to "take a look"?

"Look" means: just look at it, don't talk about it.

Although it may be that Qin Muchu maliciously speculated, but if people can get into this position in the Spring Festival Gala, they must be bigwigs in various industries, how can they like a layman junior to point fingers here.

Hearing that Qin Muchu was going back to think about the show, Jin Yue stopped persuading,

"Okay, the show is important, I'll send you ......"

"Don't, you're busy, don't delay."

Qin Muchu said goodbye and left.

Walking to the exit of the studio, the sunlight outside the door shone on his face, illuminating him in a trance.

Raising the work card on his chest to the sun, he felt a little emotional.

How did you come and mix up an assistant director.

Shaking his head, he took off his work badge and put it in his pocket, put on his sunglasses again, and walked to the parking place.

However, what Qin Muchu didn't see was that the window of a parked van on the side of the street fell, and a long probe was exposed, "clicking" at Qin Muchu.

"Haha, boss, let's send it, if Qin Muchu is here, he must be participating in the Spring Festival Gala, and the report is another big news!"

The paparazzi, who kept filming with a camera, shouted excitedly at the co-pilot's boss.

The boss nodded, then shook his head again:

"It's not big news, he's so popular, it's normal to invite him to the Spring Festival Gala, it's strange if he wasn't invited."

The paparazzi think about it.

"So is this news still reported? Oops! ”

The younger brother covered his head, not understanding why the boss beat him.

"You're funny, I'm sure you'll report it! It's not big news, it's also hot news, and now as long as the news is stained with Qin Muchu's three words, then don't worry about selling, you know? ”

The boss kept nodding the younger brother's head.

And then he said:

"Besides, this guy is a bit of an evil man, unusually low-key, have you ever photographed him in an informal setting?"

"Yes." The younger brother didn't think twice.

"When? Are you still hiding it from me? The boss looked at the younger brother in shock and grabbed him by the collar.

"Just now."

The boss's anger dissipated instantly, let go of his collar, and looked at him with complicated eyes:

"It's really condescending to be a paparazzi with your IQ."

"Yes, boss, I was a Tsinghua student back then." The little brother was complacent.

"How much did you take?"

"Three hundred."

“…… Shut up and get a picture! ”

……

When Qin Muchu drove slowly to Yanying, it was almost eleven o'clock, and it was lunch time.

There are a lot of students in the school, and they all go to eat.

Qin Muchu was wearing sunglasses and was tall, which attracted the attention of many people, and many people recognized him.

But no one came up to say hello or anything, just watched from afar.

During this time, they had also seen Qin Muchu many times and got used to it.

The other one is that they are all students and thin-skinned.

But if you are thick-skinned, you are also filming or interning in the crew outside the school at this time, how can you stay in school honestly.

Qin Muchu walked straight to the classroom, today their class is a performance theory class, and it will be until half past eleven at noon, and Teacher Cui should still be in class at this time.

Qin Muchu now has a new task, and he will definitely not be able to attend the next classes, so he has to ask Teacher Cui for a leave.

He was a little ashamed to think about it.

I also said that Yang Mi was not in school before, but now it has been two months since the start of school, and I have been in school for less than a month.

Moreover, if nothing else, I will not come to the school again after this semester, which means that I only have classes for less than a month in a semester.

Plus I'm going to make a movie next year, so ......

Qin Muchu shook his head and stopped imagining.

"Isn't it unprofessional for me to take acting classes as a director?"

With these words, he dispelled the guilt in his heart, and Qin Muchu walked to the door of the classroom.

Leaning against the wall, leaning sideways and glancing inside.

Sure enough, Teacher Cui was in class, and the teaching stick kept pointing on the blackboard.

The students listened quite seriously, except for Qin Muchu, everyone else arrived.

After all, it is a freshman, and it has only been two months since the start of school, and I have not yet understood the mystery of "as long as you are bold, every day is a holiday".

Qin Muchu's figure was captured by the students, and immediately several students looked at him, and the number gradually increased.

Teacher Cui, who was lecturing on the stage, noticed that the students' attention was not very attentive, and they were all looking out of the door, and walked towards the door suspiciously.

"Aren't you rehearsing? How did you come back again? "Teacher Cui found Qin Muchu sneaking at the door.

"Hey, that, I've got something to tell you......"

Qin Muchu carefully removed the teaching stick in Teacher Cui's hand, this thing hurts to beat people.

Qin Muchu was fortunate to be hit by it a few times, and now that he thinks about it, that pain is still fresh in his memory.

It is said that Qin Muchu is the first student to be beaten in the decades that Teacher Cui has been teaching, and Qin Muchu said that this is definitely a rumor.

"Why don't you go to class first, don't delay the other students' studies, I'll wait for you after class, I'll wait for you in your office."

Saying that, Qin Muchu turned around and wanted to slip away.

"Stand there, you're all in the classroom, just in time for class."

"It's only twenty minutes, I'...... Here it goes. ”

Facing the teaching stick raised by Teacher Cui, Qin Muchu chose to follow his heart.

Walking into the classroom, he sat on his seat, and in the face of the various glances cast by the classmates around him, he nodded slightly, and looked at the blackboard.

"Where did we just go? Yes, the three major performance systems, so students, what are the three major performance systems? Teacher Cui asked.

The students all subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to look at Teacher Cui.

Usually at this time, whoever looks at the teacher will be named to answer the question.

Teacher Cui glanced around, but no one answered.

Unlike other teachers, there are generally no students answering questions, and other teachers will randomly select a lucky person to answer, and those who have a temper will first reprimand the students for not preparing their homework.

Teacher Cui will only say the answer by herself, and gently let the students remember that they will be able to answer the next question.

But today was different, because there were more students in the classroom, so she chose to take a roll call.

"Qin Muchu, you say."

I don't even have a hot ass here.

Qin Muchu slandered in his heart.

But still stand up honestly:

"The three major performance systems include the Stanislavsky system of the Soviet Union, the Brecht system of Germany, and the Peking Opera performance system represented by Mei Lanfang in our Celestial Empire."

"Tell me more about these three systems." Teacher Cui increased the difficulty.

Qin Muchu glanced at Teacher Cui, and Teacher Cui "inadvertently" shook the teaching stick.

sighed in his heart, and after sorting out his words, he said:

"Stanislavski's system advocates becoming a character, experiencing what the character is thinking, and analyzing every action and psychology of the character.

For example, if you play a madman, then the actor really goes to find a madman, observes him, understands him, imitates him, and finally becomes him, which is what we often call experientialism.

This method is extremely demanding on the talent of the actor, because the actor without talent will not get anything from observing and experiencing the madman.

Brecht system, it has a kind of routine performance, how actors should perform on different occasions, there are fixed routines, and it also requires more observation at ordinary times, storing some emotions, and releasing them at the right time, which is methodistic.

For example, when acting in a crying scene where a loved one dies, the actor will restore the scene he has seen before or experienced himself.

It requires the actor to be above the role, to control the role, to perform the role, and not to become one with the role.

As for the Peking Opera performance system, it is a unique system in our country.

The development of drama for thousands of years, every smile, every move, there are fixed requirements, Mr. Mei Lanfang fused them together, and added his own unique things, so that the character became him, and all his actions were naturally made by the character.

Personally, I think it's a combination of experiential and methodological techniques. ”

There was silence in the classroom.

It wasn't until Mr. Cui's "yes" that applause rang out.

Teacher Cui nodded at Qin Muchu and motioned for him to sit down.

Then he looked at the other students:

"Look at it, although Qin Muchu is not very normal in class, has his professional knowledge been lost? And he can not follow the path of an actor, can you do it? Lay the foundation, and it will be something that will benefit you for the rest of your life. ”

After saying that, the time was almost over.

Not long after, the bell rang at the end of class, and Mr. Cui assigned the task:

"Each person writes an experience about the three major performance systems, and I will receive it in class next week."

Then he beckoned to Qin Muchu amid the wails of the students and walked out of the classroom.

Office.

Teacher Cui took a sip of water and looked at Qin Muchu:

"Tell me, what's the matter? went to rehearsal and came back so soon, it couldn't be that the show was killed, right? That's a shame, I won't help you intercede with Director Jin. ”

Qin Muchu smiled bitterly.

"You can hope I order it. Rest assured, tonight Chinese New Year's Eve waiting to see your student's song that shocks the music world. ”

"Blow it, you'll be there."

Teacher Cui said with a smile.

She was also joking just now, she also knew about Qin Muchu and Zeng Li's appointment to enter the Spring Festival Gala, after all, it was personally invited by the chief director.

"So what the hell is going on with you? Hurry up and say. ”

Qin Muchu hesitated for a moment and said:

"I told you, don't get excited."

Teacher Cui rolled his eyes:

"Excited? What winds and waves haven't I ever seen? You just topped Xiaojin, and I am not excited if the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala is replaced by you! ”

"How do you know?" Qin Muchu pretended to be surprised.

"Get out, I don't have the time to tease you, I have to go home and cook."

Teacher Cui stood up and was about to leave.

Qin Muchu hurriedly grabbed Teacher Cui,

"Don't worry, although it's not the chief director, it's actually just one word missing."

As he spoke, he took out his work card and put it in Mr. Cui's hand.

"What is this? Spring Festival Gala Program Group ......"

Mr. Cui picked up the work card and only saw the largest words, so he took out his glasses and put them on.

"Name, Qin Muchu, position, assistant director."

After putting on the glasses, I can see clearly.

Teacher Cui looked at the work card, and then looked at Qin Muchu.

"It's me, although the photo is a little green, but the handsome Celestial Empire between the eyebrows is unique."

Qin Muchu flicked his bangs.

"You ......"

Teacher Cui choked a little and pointed to the work card,

"Really?"

"Really!"

Qin Muchu nodded heavily.

He looked at Teacher Cui, who was so excited, and smiled.

That's why he met in person to tell Mr. Cui the news.

"You...... Good, good! ”

Thousands of words are finally condensed into only one "good" word.

Teacher Cui touched Qin Muchu's head and patted him on the shoulder.

……

Coming out of Yanying, Qin Muchu sat in the car and considered calling Jiang Wenye to make him happy.

"Hello? Why? Jiang Wen is still so direct.

"I became the director of the Spring Festival Gala, and there is a program...... Hey, hey! Hung up? ”

On the other side, Zhou Yun looked at Jiang Wen who put down his phone and asked:

"Who? The call was over so quickly? ”

Jiang Wen immediately smiled, squatted down, and gently touched Zhou Yun's belly.

At this time, Zhou Yun was already a little nostalgic.

"It's Qin Muchu's kid." Jiang Wen's face was attached to Zhou Yun's stomach.

"Xiao Qin? How did it hang up so quickly. Zhou Yun said in surprise.

"That kid is crazy, I guess he just woke up and fell asleep." Jiang Wen didn't care about the authenticity.

"Cut, how is it possible, Xiao Qin is not you, he never sleeps lazy...... Okay, don't stick it, it's only been four months old to hear something. ”

Zhou Yun pushed Jiang Wen.

"Hehe, who said I couldn't hear it, I heard him calling me dad."

"I also said that Xiao Qin was dazed, I think you are dazed."

Zhou Yun rolled her eyes, but when she touched her stomach, a charming smile naturally appeared on her face......

(End of chapter)