In addition to the sketches to be handed in every week, in addition to the character biographies, Jiang Xun really hasn't written a script by himself.

Most of his cognition comes from human art.

Speaking of human art, the core department is actually not the dean's office, but the script team, the former leader of the script team is this, he organizes six or seven screenwriters to chat, eat, and drink together every week.

Later, so Zhi became the vice president of Renyi, and Ying Ruocheng took over him, but no matter how busy he was, he couldn't get together with the screenwriters every week.

Jiang Xun frequently participates in this kind of party, He Jiping even joked, it would be good for him to come to the script team in the future, in fact, listening to them is one thing, and the more important thing is that he still has to eat and drink every week, and he is also here to eat......

But for Haiyan's invitation, he thought about it and still refused.

The friendship is indescribably deep, and he is not familiar enough to take off his clothes and swim together, and Yang Fang, saying that Haiyan wants to see him, but in fact, he is investigating himself, this, Jiang Xun knows.

He made an excuse to return to the Chinese opera, and he was about to leave when the banquet dispersed.

Haiyan sent him and a few buddies to the door, and Zheng Xiaolong called Jiang Xun very affectionately, "Xunzi, I can call you that,...... When will we meet again this week......"

Jiang Xun really can't work hard, he has to go to class, and he has to perform at the grassroots level, this is all the truth, in fact, he is still willing to associate with this group of people in the Beijing circle, at the moment, there is only good and no harm.

"Then I'll go to the Chinese opera to find you......" Zheng Xiaolong didn't want to let him go, this young man, he had goods in his stomach, he had to take them out, or where to find the ideas for the next dozens of episodes.

When he came, he took the bus, and when he left, Haiyan sent his own car to send him back to the Chinese opera, the car was about to leave, Feng Xiaogang also took Jiang Xun's hand from the window and said non-stop, in fact, it was just a few words over and over again, "If you have time, you will always contact ......"

Sitting in the car, it was the late autumn night outside, and the people hurried home in the night.

Jiang Xun drank too much wine, and couldn't help but fight with his upper eyelids and lower eyelids, he really felt like a person now, this was the second time he took a car after being reborn, or four laps of xx......

In his previous life, he really didn't think that this car was good, old-fashioned, but now it is so comfortable to sit in, so comfortable that he falls asleep.

……

"Wow-"

In the Kunlun Hotel, Yang Fang didn't go home, and he went swimming with Haiyan.

He made a splash and asked, "Old man, what do you think, how is this man?" ”

Hai Yan wiped the water droplets on his face, "I'll tell you the truth, this person understands human feelings, can speak, and has ambitions, the key is that people's platforms are good, you see, how many actors have been trained by these old artists?" ”

Well, this is also true, although he has not graduated yet, but he has taken over the two big dramas of Renyi, this young man is really good, Yang Fang patted the splash.

"However, how do I look at him, I always feel that he seems to know us, not today, but for a long time, he knows us well, and he knows the roots of us, and those eyes can see our hearts......"

"And, when he talks to us, he always has to ask what you do and where you work, but they don't mention anything, I can't even think of how old he is in this city......"

Yang Fang thought about it, this is also right, Jiang Xun really didn't ask anything, but this group of people came in, and it didn't take long for them to get together.

"I have one more sentence," Haiyan spoke again, "Don't be upset when you say it, I always feel that your sister can't take ...... others."

Well?

Yang Fang looked at this good buddy, he was worried that Jiang Xun was not worthy of his sister, and he was afraid that his sister would suffer, but Hai Yan actually said so.

Hai Yan's reason is very straightforward, Yang Fang is not a person in the literary circle, he doesn't know how chaotic the literary and artistic circle is......

"Unless ......"

Unless there is anything, Yang Fang is a little anxious.

"Unless he wants to be an actor, he doesn't want to be a star...... Just like those old artists in Renyi, the drama is bigger than the sky, but they still live the life of ordinary people, commuting to work on bicycles all day long, buying groceries and cooking after work, and rehearsing and acting at work......"

Oh, live the life of an ordinary person.

Yang Fang plunged into the water suddenly, it seems that he really has to think about it again, the key is that his sister makes him think, he can't be his sister's master......

……

Fish can't do without water, and drama can't do without the audience.

In October, Beiping Renyi began an intensive grassroots performance.

To the university, to the enterprise, to the party, Jiang Xun, Gong Lijun, and Zheng Tianwei all read the lines of "Thunderstorm".

Acting and acting, Jiang Xun felt a little wrong.

They feel like they're playing a classic. You stand at one end, I stand at the other end, and the two of them come up. After the performance, he was still proud.

In fact, Teacher So Zhi and Teacher Zheng Rong sat down and watched, how could they not see the problem? But still applause.

Today they are going to perform at the Yanshan Petrochemical Company in Beiping, which is located in the FS area, which is a "petrochemical city" with a population of more than 100,000.

The petrochemical workers are very enthusiastic, the actors of Renyi just got off the car, and they met the crowds of spectators, they couldn't get out of the car, and the petrochemical leaders who greeted them couldn't get in.

finally walked on the stage, and Pu Cunxi performed a recitation.

Jiang Xun didn't read the lines of the thunderstorm anymore, he also wanted to learn to recite with Brother Pu, but the audience wanted to see him perform the thunderstorm, so he played a ...... with Zheng Tianwei

This lad is so good about typhoons!

In the crowd of spectators, I don't know when two people squeezed in, and they couldn't get forward, so they could only look at the stage from a distance.

"Director Lu, is this Pu Cunxi?" A young man looks at a middle-aged man with a beard.

"No, it doesn't sound like it." Lu Xiaowei replied that he was the director of the TV Drama Center of Beiping TV Station, and this time he went to Yanshan Petrochemical Co., Ltd. not to see the Renyi performance, he came specifically to invite Pu Cunxi.

But the young man on the stage in front of him spoke his lines in a straight and round manner, and his voice was also mellow and very infectious......

"In the end, it's human art, all of them are strong." Lu Xiaowei saw that he couldn't squeeze in, he thought about it, just go to the canteen, he has to eat after the performance, then go to the canteen and wait for him.

"Manager Liu, what's this young man's name?" Lu Xiaowei looked at the stage again, and the young man had already recited prose.

"The geese are about to go south, and there are white wild ducks floating silently on the water; The autumn cool has just settled here, and the summer heat is still hidden in the hospitable people's homes.

The autumn Tuanbo Wa seems to be sleeping stupidly in a sweet dream; Tuanbowa's autumn, like a girl, replied shyly......"

The voice is very thick and sincere, and it is high-pitched and long-pitched, low and tactful, which makes Lu Xiaowei can't bear to leave, listening to such a recitation, in Fangshan in this autumn, it is simply a purification of the soul.

From a distance, this young man in a white shirt and jeans is neat and simple, and he is also very energetic.

Well, when did Renyi have such a young man?