Disaster Artist

Life—or in other words, life, should not live in the past, and it is impossible to live in the future, but live in the present, which belongs to your own blueprint, and always starts from the next second.

Therefore, there is no need to remorse, no need to be angry, no need to despair, it is enough to stand at this moment, stand in the present, make a new choice, and take the next step.

Traffic niche?

so what?

Deep in his heart, he still believes that he is an actor, he still firmly believes that he can become an excellent actor, and the flame of his dream has never disappeared.

Always!

Flow is just a superficial appearance. If they are comfortable here and stand still, they will soon be submerged in the turbulence and magnificence of flow. Only when they are truly brave enough to take the challenge and break the cocoon that traps them can they create Show a trace of possibility and show your true self.

Starting today, starting from this moment, so he appeared here, under the label of traffic, to meet a new challenge——

He, standing in front of Lu Qian, firmly grasped this moment, shining the light of an actor.

He is an actor.

It's not to prove this to Lu Qian or to anyone, but he always believes in this sincerely, and at the same time he is constantly working hard to become a better actor and a real actor.

Song Jiangchao just stared at the front quietly like this, smiling and concentrating, the light fell down, flowing in the depths of his eyes, a little bit of bitterness, a little bit of happiness, a little bit of firmness and a little bit of sadness, those mixed and contradictory emotions appeared shallow The halo, finally, turned into a tear.

Crystal clear.

Flickering in the eye sockets, words are difficult to describe accurately, but the amazing thing is that those emotions are laid out on the tip of the tongue, layer by layer.

Song Jiangchao, a little embarrassed, raised his jaw slightly, and looked towards the ceiling, trying to hide his embarrassment.

But after a second, he gave up.

Looking forward again, the tears disappeared a little, the corners of the mouth seemed to have finally regained strength, and they lifted up lightly, the shallow smile rippled like ripples, and the handsome face also brightened up bit by bit .

In an instant, there is a power to freeze time.

Quiet and turbulent.

Smooth and gritty.

In addition, there is the most important thing, being true, tearing off the traffic mask, showing your own truth with apprehension and fear, but also with expectations and beliefs.

In Song Jiangchao's eyes, there was a mixed but delicate emotion, which was conveyed in detail, layer by layer like an onion—

Before he had time to notice it carefully, the onion irritated his eyes, and a layer of tears appeared.

It is bitter and sad, but at this moment, it is happy and gorgeous, like a proudly blooming epiphyllum, which blooms for a short time without reservation.

The whole rehearsal room was quiet. Even if the actors standing behind Song Jiangchao couldn't see Song Jiangchao's face at all, they could still feel the firmness and turbulence of power from the back. Feel the movement of the air and the surge of emotion.

It turns out that acting skills are really powerful.

Ji Xu raised his eyebrows lightly, a little surprised and pleasantly surprised.

One is because Song Jiangchao's acting skills are not bad besides dancing.

The second is because Lu Qian didn't give Song Jiangchao lines, but just gave a situation, a sudden test, and Song Jiangchao's performance was really good.

So, what does this mean?

Could it be...Song Jiangchao will soon be the leading actor in Lu Qian's new work?

An idea popped up in his mind, and Ji Xu's heart surged immediately, he leaned slightly to approach Lu Qian, and asked simply in a low voice.

"Director, why do I think he looks familiar?"

"He's the prince of a fairytale movie from Fantastic Pictures."

After hearing Lu Qian's answer, Ji Xu was dumbfounded, looked at Lu Qian in disbelief, opened his mouth wide, and said one word, "Flow niche?"

The smile in Lu Qian's eyes surged slightly, but he didn't answer Ji Xu, the audition is still going on—

People are very, very easy to be biased against traffic, and Lu Qian admits that he is no exception.

If Lu Qian knew in advance that Song Jiangchao could be regarded as a traffic niche, he would not directly exclude Song Jiangchao, but the stereotype is inevitable.

After all, due to the trend of the whole era, the overwhelming traffic is really hard to avoid, so that some powerful traffic niches are often buried in the turbulent traffic, and finally reduced to stereotyped symbols, like paper people Generally, nothing special.

Of course, it was precisely to avoid such a predicament that Lu Qian set up the content of the first and second rounds of auditions, and he was completely absent from the auditions, hoping to break the narrow prejudice of stereotypes as much as possible, take off the colored glasses, and open up more If possible, stay objective.

Otherwise, singing and dancing movies would have had many difficulties in selecting actors with basic skills and expressive ability, and in the end they would be trapped in their own cocoon and limit their own possibilities. Isn't that the old birthday star eats arsenic?

Lu Qian didn't want to cut off the possibility of film development.

So, Song Jiangchao successfully appeared in the third audition scene.

At this time, since Ji Xu mentioned it, Lu Qian also took advantage of the opportunity to ask—

intentionally.

"You should have heard that I have never had a good impression of traffic niches, so why did you still muster up the courage to come to the audition?"

so direct?

Song Jiangchao's words choked directly in his throat, almost choking on his own saliva.

The show, was interrupted.

The atmosphere in the entire rehearsal room was also interrupted. Not only Song Jiangchao, but also the other actors were all taken aback, unable to react for a while.

A second ago, the power of performance condensation was permeating.

In the next second, the audition was interrupted without warning.

In this way, is it really good?

Especially the actors behind them, they couldn't see Song Jiangchao's eyes and expressions at all, it was just a feeling. At this time, he was suddenly interrupted by Lu Qian, and he suddenly woke up. Thinking about it carefully, it was just three seconds and five seconds Time, Song Jiangchao gathered his gaze, and then?

Then what happened?

Does Song Jiangchao really have acting skills?

Isn't Song Jiangchao winking?

Was it really an acting audition just now?

Confused.

So much so that the atmosphere in the rehearsal room became more subtle and weird~www.readwn.com~ Everyone exchanged glances, but no one had an answer, even Gao Silin was full of question marks.

Song Jiangchao himself was a little abducted, and the emotions of the performance were finally condensed, but he was interrupted, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

But with full concentration, Song Jiangchao controlled himself, chewed on Lu Qian's words carefully, and the acting emotions continued naturally.

In fact, what Song Jiangchao wants to say is,

"I am not traffic".

But the problem is that all traffic niches are trying to cut seats with traffic, refusing to admit that they are traffic, but not many people are willing to believe it.

Moreover, does Lu Qian really have the patience to listen to his tirade explaining that he is not traffic?

Song Jiangchao expressed doubts.

Thinking of this, Song Jiangchao took a deep breath and said.

"Because I trust the director."