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Wu Zhiyun went back to a cup of coffee and saw that Cen Feng was still reading the script of "The Waste Land". He began to have an unknown hunch in his heart.

Cen Feng's expression was still very weak, but Wu Zhiyun felt that his eyes seemed to be a little bit wrong. His pupils, which were as deep as the sea, seemed to be caught in a black vortex.

Wu Zhiyun began to growl in his heart, and it would be **** to be finished! ! !

Sure enough, after a while, Cen Feng looked up and said to him: "I want to meet this director."

Wu Zhiyun almost performed a myocardial infarction on the spot and died in situ.

He did n’t drink coffee anymore, crying cried on Cen Feng ’s sleeve: "Wind, cub, boss, just listen to Angkor's advice, don't you always go detours? You're going to act in a drama, I didn't What did you say, you picked up the musical, and I asked you to pick it up. But now in front of you, there is a Yangguan Road and a single-wood bridge. You want to go this way anyway, why did you choose the single-wood bridge? Is Zhang Dao not famous Is n’t it fragrant at the 1 billion box office? Why did you choose a nameless and unprofitable book! "

Cen Feng looked at him for a while.

Wu Zhiyun was seen by his hair, and he unconsciously let go of his hand.

He smiled and said quietly: "I entered this circle, never for fame and fortune."

Wu Zhiyun nodded again and again: "I know I know! You are because of love! Because of dreams! But dreams and fame and fortune do not conflict, and can be a win-win situation! You look at Zhang Dao's book again, it's arrogant! Daoguangjianying! How bloody, complicated, and how to test acting skills! Are you not excited? "

Cen Feng nodded: "It's good, very good."

Wu Zhiyun stared at him sternly.

Cen Feng lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the words "The Waste Land", "Have you ever seen this book?"

To be honest, he really didn't read it, because he didn't even see him.

Wu Zhiyun shook his head awkwardly.

Cen Feng smiled very lightly, he said: "This book is about depression."

Wu Zhiyun stared at him in a daze, wondering what this had to do with him, but Cen Feng didn't talk about it any more. He said quietly, "Ask the director for time."

No one can change what he decides.

Wu Zhiyun felt that his heart was bleeding, and he left with a sad face.

Later, Cen Feng met the director of "The Waste Land" in the tea room.

It was a little different from his imagination. The other person was a short, chubby old man, wearing a gray trench coat and a deer hunter hat. He couldn't see his eyes when he smiled, and he looked very amiable.

After entering the door, he took off his leather gloves and rubbed his hands before reaching out with a smile and shaking hands with Cen Feng: "Hello Hello, I am Teng Wen."

Cen Feng smiled politely: "Hello, I am Cen Feng."

Teng Wen sat down opposite him in a good manner and looked at him scorchingly, saying, "I have been looking for you for a long time."

Cen Feng froze for a moment: "Have you known me before?"

Teng Wen waved his hand and drank hot tea before saying, "I don't know, I don't know. I only knew you when I was a guest at Mr. Wen's house a few months ago, but you are the actor I've been looking for."

The more he said, the more excited he was, and his complexion gradually returned to rud because of heating. "I watched your drama and musical. Your acting skills are really good. I especially like the Billy you played."

Cen Feng smiled: "Thank you." He paused and politely asked: "Why look for me? So many entertainers in the circle."

Teng Wen looked at him for a while and suddenly smiled unclearly: "Wouldn't you know why?"

Cen Feng tilted his head slightly, indicating that he did not understand.

Teng Wen's eyes burned: "Because the theme of depression can only be played by you, isn't it?"

Cen Feng froze for a moment.

Teng Wen smiled and poured himself another cup of tea. It took a long time to hear Cen Feng whispering, "How did you know?"

Teng Wen held the tea cup: "I watched all your performances in" Youth Idol "." He squinted, as if recalling, and his tone became a little sighed: "That state, I am too familiar."

Cen Feng looked at him quietly.

After drinking tea, Teng Wen looked at him again and said seriously: "Only you can understand what I want to shoot."

Cen Feng did not speak for a while, and Teng Wen was not in a hurry. He drank tea and snacks. During the period, he also asked the waiter to come in and change the pot of hot water.

It took a long time for Cen Feng to say, "I'm ready."

Teng Wen smiled: "That's better, you won't be afraid to take this book." He continued, "Some things, just tear the knotted scab to know if there is any residual thick inside, you Say it?

After a long silence, Cen Feng finally smiled: "Yes."

The two chatted in the tea room about the plot in the book, and finally set a time to enter the group.

"The musical will be on tour until the end of the year, and there will be a stage for the New Year. The schedule after that has not yet been determined."

Teng Wente is happy: "Then join the group on New Year's Day! Turn on the first day of the new year, Geely."

The contract was quickly sent to the studio.

Wu Zhiyun saw that the heart of the document collapsed.

However, Cen Feng gave him almost no opportunity to sign, and then asked him to send the documents back to readjust the itinerary plan for next year.

The filming plan is four months, during which he can not take other activities.

Wu Zhiyun sighed and could only arrange it with fate. It's just that the small report still needs to be called.

"He will play when he wants to play, did I stop him? No! It's not good to pick a good book now in the movie? Isn't it good to have a firm foothold in the movie circle? Take such a book At that time, the box office does n’t know what it is like, it will be mocked! "

Missy ’s focus was once again skewed: "What did you say about the movie?"

Wu Zhiyun: "Depression! What do you think this has to do with him? Who can understand this literary film? Fans don't necessarily buy it!"

The phone was silent for a long time.

In fact, when participating in the young couple, there are some psychology professional kites who are superb to remind everyone that my brother may have a tendency to depression.

Xu Zhexing also knows, so he worked so hard, wanting to make him feel the love of this world, and let him love this world, so as not to go to the point where he used to be.

Now he has become the same as ordinary people, and he can no longer see the gloom of depression. Now she is willing to pick up the book, whether it is face to face or scrutiny. She believes that he has a reason to do so.

Wu Zhiyun: "I know! I know you are standing on his side again, you support everything he does, you are used to it!"

Xu Zhexing couldn't help smiling: "Well, Uncle Wu, things are final." She paused and comforted him: "Although the box office is not optimistic, maybe she will win the prize."

Wu Zhiyun: "You want to be beautiful! You think the award is so easy to take! If he casually gave me the Golden Horse Award for the first movie, I called his father!"

Xu Dixing: "............ Uncle Wu, it's better not to stand flag."

Anyway, the script is so settled.

When Wu Zhiyun called Zhang Dao over and declined, the other party was shocked.

what? ? ? Actually, there are still film and television newcomers who will reject Zhang Dao's male number one? ? ? ! ! !

Is it crazy!

Wu Zhiyun: Oh, ooh is all tears, and I also want to cry.

He was worried about offending Zhang Dao, and he found many reasons, but the famous director is the famous director, and he is not angry because of this kind of thing. He just smiled and asked: "Which book did he take?"

The directors in the circle found out who actually knew each other. Zhang Dao originally thought that Cen Feng had chosen the commercial.

As a result, Wu Zhiyun said it was "The Waste Land".

It surprised him a little.

Although Teng Wen is not well-known, his strength and talent are highly recognized in the circle, but he is always working on things that are not seen in the market, and others do not listen to it. Since he has a strong stubbornness in his own way, Zhang Dao is still very good. Appreciate this person.

Learning that Cen Feng received "The Waste Land", not only was he not angry, but he looked at him a bit higher.

New Year's Day is about to enter the group, Xu Zhexing breaks his finger, and feels that the time he can see Aidou suddenly decreases. After all, she can't go to the crew anytime, otherwise the gossip must be flying.

Hey, I really want to become a waist pendant hanging on his waist.

With such a thought, Xu Xingxing does not exclude watching musicals.

Look!

Hug hug hug also depends!

So Xu Jiexing watched Reuters photos of musicals and went on several hot searches. The main reason was that her position was so good every time. In the middle of the front row, the position that could not be grabbed was obviously given by Cen Feng.

The kite was crying and envious.

Xu Xingxing was very generous. After watching two games, he took a draw on Weibo. From the fans who are going to the scene, a person was selected to exchange tickets with her. Anyway, she also watched the front row a few times, giving the good location to the sisters who had not seen it to experience the experience.

The kites squealed excitedly.

[Xu Dong Weiwu! 】

[Okay, this little sister has been disqualified from your lucky draw]

The pink circle was jubilant and soon ushered in this year's New Year's Eve party.

This year Cen Feng still received invitations from several popular stations, but at the same time also received invitation letters from CCTV. Although CCTV's traffic is not as popular as the popular stations, it has a large queue! Those who are able to attend are the five good young people who are rooted in Miao Hong. Cen Feng is still favored by the official media for the first time since his debut. Wu Zhiyun received him.

After the New Year's Eve announcement, the kites who were ready to grab tickets were surprised by the fact that Aidu was going to CCTV. Great, no need to grab tickets with other traffic!

In addition to young people, most of the audience will still choose to watch CCTV, which will greatly increase the national popularity, which is very beneficial to the promotion of Aidou at this stage.

Only at the CCTV party, you can't bring a light card to help, and you can't let your brother see the orange sea that belongs to him.

As long as fans want, there is no support they can't do.

Cen Feng's program is scheduled to appear around nine o'clock, which is the peak period of TV viewing. It can be seen that CCTV still pays great attention to him. Xu Jiexing also specially selected a red suit for him, which is very rooted!

She wouldn't grab tickets with other little sisters at this party without assistance. When Cen Feng performed, she could watch it behind the staff channel.

CCTV's hosting style is atmospheric and steady. The name of Cen Feng is pronounced perfectly. Xu Jiexing read it again in the tone of the host. It's really embarrassing.

The party was a live broadcast. On the last day of the year, thousands of families enjoyed each other and greeted the arrival of the new year while watching the party.

In a remote town, in a cold room, the unshaven man was drunk with alcohol, lying on the sofa with a beer bottle in his hand.

The whole room was small and humid, with only a sitting TV glowing.

There was a cheerful voice from the host on TV: "On our New Year's Eve stage, in addition to good luck, of course, there are also good songs. Let's welcome with applause, Cen Feng!"

The man's eyelids shrugged, and the drunken look was a little confused, and he squinted at the TV.

A handsome boy in a red suit appeared on the screen.

He has beautiful eyebrows and a smile on the corner of his lips, and when he sings while holding the microphone, the whole person seems to be shining.

The man's eyes widened.

Finally, he suddenly turned upside down from the sofa, because the action was too rough, he overturned the wine bottle, he didn't care, rushed to the TV, moved closer, and stared at the teenager singing on the screen.

Not knowing how long it had passed, he grinned and laughed silently.