Chapter 105

The memories of the past reappeared in her mind like a slide and washed her memory crazy.

Strict father's teaching: "remember, the biggest taboo in acting is that you think you're acting. If you can't turn yourself into a role, there will always be traces of your performance."

The first time I fought for a movie role, I didn't have confidence. He always accompanied me: "come on! Xiaoxi will be able."

When she was depressed and crying, he took the trouble to encourage her: "don't be unsure. The teacher believes in Xiaoxi's strength. Others are as superficial as cabbage, but they can't compare with us Xiaoxi."

Trembling Title blurted out: "teacher."

The old man with gray hair twisted his head rigidly and stared at her for a few seconds. He quickly turned back and shouted at the old man around him: "what good did you do to her? Put a cover on me!"

Sun Hongguang frowned and said, "look at you. You can't change your bad temper all your life. Only I can bear you. It's too much to scold two people in one sentence. Am I the one who takes advantage?"

Chen moucen raised his hand and angrily pointed to sun Hongguang and Guixi. He brushed his sleeve to leave.

At the next moment, sun Hongguang held his finger, pressed Chen Mou Cen's thigh with his other hand, and advised: "Well, well, don't hold it. You talk to me about your favorite work every time you drink too much. Don't think I don't know. You're talking about her, not the award-winning film. Now that people have found it and proved to be sincere, you're satisfied. You really want to know. After all these years here, people have called you master on the phone, but how many of them have found it in good faith? She is the only one. "

"Before I turn my face, you let go!" Chen Mou Cen was unmoved and looked coldly at his old friends. He didn't listen.

The noise caused other old people to look back frequently. Seeing that things they were worried about might happen at any time, Huang Yi quickly bowed to Chen moucen and asked, "please keep your voice down."

At Chicheng's request, Chen Mou Cen stopped all actions.

When everyone thought he was moved, his bent body slowly turned to Nanxi. His dark brown eyes were deep in the eye sockets, showing disgusting eyes, as if asking, how could she have the face to find it?

Suddenly a strange laugh: "ha ha, I forgot that you are a popular superstar in everyone's mouth. Of course, you can't expose your identity in such a place where small civilians gather. The good name is that you're afraid of causing panic among the masses. In fact, it's the strange faults you're used to and the bad shelf you raise from your brainless powder!"

"No, I didn't."

Nanxi thought that time could dilute everything. Facing the teacher again, she could be calm. In fact, she couldn't. The teacher who worked hard to hold up her interpretation road easily squinted enough to break her strong calm into slag.

His eyes were red and he tried to explain: "you misunderstood me before. It's not that I'm angry and can't watch low-cost films. I always remember your teaching that choosing films depends on quality, not production cost. At that time, I was really busy and was shooting another play. I promised you that I would take time to take care of the two crew together, but you didn't listen to me at all and decided that I disliked the low pay of the play you introduced."

Nanxi doesn't explain. It's OK. Chen Mou Cen doesn't want to stay as long as he explains.

He pulled out his clenched hand, picked up the thermos cup around him, and said angrily, "OK, you are always reasonable. Live in the golden bird cage built by Zhangjia boy for you forever. Once I overestimated myself by misjudging you. I thought I could be your guide. Later, I found out that I can't lead you, and I can't spend me."

Desperate to the extreme, he looked at Nanxi and limped away.

Nanxi was slightly stunned for a few seconds. He quickly caught up with Chen Mou Cen and held Chen Mou Cen's arm with both hands: "teacher, don't be angry. I didn't pay attention. It's all my fault."

Chen moucen, like a stubborn old cow, not only kept walking, but also dragged Nanxi forward.

Walking, I kept swearing: "don't apologize, I can't afford it. The single endorsement fee of Nanying queen is up to hundreds of millions, and the value is more than billions. I want to live a few more years, afraid of losing my life."

Huang Yi chased after them and looked at Nanxi's painful appearance. It was very painful.

Two steps ahead of Chen Mou Cen, blocking his way, angrily akimbo scolded, "what's the matter with you, old man? Your implication is that Xi Xi doesn't know how to respect and forget her roots. But you can see what you look like at the moment. You're embarrassing her. Who doesn't know how to respect people?"

Chen Mou Cen squinted at Nanxi and then looked at Huang Yi. He laughed: "ha ha, it's interesting. She doesn't have a long mouth. She has to rely on you to help speak."

Huang Yi really wants to shout out all the bodyguards in the distance and let the old man see what style is.

Worried that he might miss the family's little ancestors, he stood up and said, "you can't see Xi Xi. It's just her style after fire, but she can't help it. Fans are too fanatical. Some illegitimate meals are abnormal. It's right for people to protect themselves. Let's say that, in addition to style, can you pick out the problem of her strength?"

Huang Yi showed 100% confidence in her idol. In Chen Mou Cen's view, she was like a clown who didn't know the height of the sky and the depth of the sea.

"With her talent, she could have achieved the height you admire in your heart, which is unmatched in China. However, she is willing to degenerate, and her performance can not break away from the fixed template. She blindly pursues high-yield template performance, laymen can't make mistakes, and laymen can't see the hot soul."

Huang Yi stamped her feet and scolded, "what are you talking about, old man?"

Chen Mou Cen sneered: "if I'm talking nonsense, you can ask her. Sick people deceive themselves and others anyway, and can't escape the real deterioration."

Huang Yi's side faces Nanxi. She hopes to see the confidence of always smiling on her delicate face, so that she can defeat the smelly old man.

But Nanxi flustered and dodged her eyes. The trembling eyelash feather was like a lone butterfly in the wind. She couldn't find a place to stay.

Huang Yi's heart aches with her eyelashes. What happened to her family's proud little ancestor? Once everything in Nanjia was on the verge of collapse, but Nanxi didn't!

No, she doesn't believe it. It must be the old man's nonsense that disturbs people's hearts.

"Don't care what he said." Huang Yi pulled down Nanxi, took Chen Mou Cen's small hand, protected it with both hands, and rubbed it to help keep it warm.

Rubbing, Huang Yi became more and more unwilling. She stuck her neck and said to Chen moucen, "your words can't represent anything and can't compare with professional certification. We have won the Golden Horse Award three times. The trophy is a proof of strength!"

Chen Mou Cen seemed to hear Tianda's joke and trembled with laughter. When he laughed enough, he mercilessly poked people's weakness: "as you said, the trophy brushed out by traffic represents authority. Why doesn't she dare to answer?"

Sun Hongguang couldn't bear to see it and pushed Chen Mou Cen back: "old Chen is OK. Do you want to destroy your most proud pride yourself?"

Chen moucen patted sun Hongguang's hand as a bad man, sniffed at the two people who helped to speak, cruelly told them in his heart and decided: "my pride is divorced from real life and lives in the illusion of exaggeration day by day. Don't be so proud!"

Huang Yi retorted, "we don't want you yet! Smelly old man, he can only fish for fame!"

"Stop talking."

Nanxi gently pinched the back of Huang Yi's hand, and the cold sweat filled their palms.

Chen Mou Cen shook off sun Hongguang's pull, and resolutely left without looking back.

Looking at the direction of the old man's departure, Nanxi silently lowered her arms, and the bottom of her heart was like beads of different sizes falling. I think the pain can pass quickly, just bear it. But after enduring a short and urgent grief, we ushered in a long suppressed desire to suffocate.

Once under the guidance of Chen moucen, the desire to take root and sprout and the desire to pursue pure artistic expression made Chen moucen wake up in a cruel way.

In the special crispy chicken restaurant, Nanxi held her cheeks in her hands and stared at Huang Yi quietly. She ate one crispy chicken leg, another chicken leg, then chicken wings, and another chicken wing.

More than half of the chicken went down, and Huang Yi touched her stomach with satisfaction and burped. Pour a big coke and return to the battlefield.

Wring off the chicken neck, shaking it in his hand, he said meaningfully, "you are good at everything, but you are too stubborn. You have to make it difficult for yourself. Keep your neck up and beat on time all day. No one remembers your problem. Well, times have changed. People are tired of species that like to make noise and have low EQ, you know."

Said, the round eyes aimed at Nanxi, determined that she was still looking, and specially opened a big mouth to bite the chicken neck in half. Swallow half of it and chew it crunchily.

"Here, the chicken neck is half yours. We bite the old stubborn neck to vent our anger."

Nanxi smiled and shook her head, refusing to eat anything too greasy.

"Then I'll help you bite. You can see how to relieve your hatred." Huang Yi swallowed the broken food residue in her mouth, stuffed the new half into her mouth and chewed it hard. She couldn't pronounce clearly. "Don't be depressed. Uncle sun is a good man and promised to help us enlighten the old stubborn. Wait, let's try to make an appointment tomorrow."

"No more appointments. The teacher has replied to me."

Nanxi switched her mobile phone to the wechat chat interface of two people and put it on the table.

Huang Yi quickly picked it up and checked it. The more she climbed, the more she blocked it. She had never seen anyone more like a smelly stone in a toilet than Chen Mou Cen. Nanxi talked to him about "flying frost and flowing light sword" and hoped to make a domestic exclusive Xianxia film. Nanxi thinks there are many excellent novels in China. There is no need to envy foreign blockbusters. As long as the film people are enthusiastic, they will be able to create masterpieces.

After sprinkling his enthusiasm, Chen Mou Cen not only didn't take over, but also scolded Nanxi in turn.

Huang Yi was so excited that she felt very honored to participate in this project. She could turn it down more than once. She almost breathed back depressed.

Finally, Nanxi showed her determination that if Chen Mou Cen did not play, the first male master would not consider others and choose to live in other people's lines like the female master.

Other Huang Yi doesn't agree with old Chen's stubbornness, but his last irony of the Ming Dynasty, Huang Yi agrees very much: "it's not good to use the method of provocation, it's useless."

Even if she didn't know how to make movies, she listened to Nanxi for a while. It's just that the female master doesn't appear in the first part. Originally, there were not many scenes, and the male master doesn't appear either. What's that? Just face the man's face and shoot his beauty?

She admitted that Su Zhu's beauty could lick the screen for two hours. The problem was that Nanxi didn't like to play around with it. Hard work to the end, just to destroy the pleasure, ah, both teachers and disciples are abnormal.

Does it really make the dead old man angry and depressed?

Nanxi didn't reply. She just told her to eat more and fly back to magic capital at night. No matter how she coaxed, teased and cheated on the road, Nanxi didn't give a reply.

Early the next morning, accompany Nanxi to finish the do new film press conference and go to Tianyu's office. The protagonist will make up today. If it doesn't need to be modified, he will take make-up photos and notices to do the first publicity.

Make complaints about buying a good cake, Huang Yi Tucao: "Xi Xi, I listen to GOG said Xu Xu Tong's mental state is not very good, in the local mess."

No emotional response: "well."

Huang Yi was not discouraged and continued: "he said that you and the Li family united to kill him and delete important evidence. As a result, your fingerprints and deletion marks were not found at all. Lifting a stone and smashing yourself in the foot was wrong. You deserve to commit a crime."

The stiff 'um' came again.

Huang Yi put on an expression of bitter hatred and insisted: "the little prince of Asha country is getting married. The marriage object is not Xu Qing. Xiao San's princess dream is shattered. It seems that she is lying at the door of someone's palace all day and refuses to leave. Finally, she sent her back home. She didn't see her father once, and she thinks her father has humiliated her. Laugh to death, don't pee and look at herself in the mirror. Who can she lose?"

He scolded with added fuel and vinegar, hoping to change to Nanxi for a little emotional fluctuation. Unfortunately, it didn't help. Chen moucen's sharp blade may be really accurate and pierce Nan Xi's unknown old wound.

Unable to do anything, he arrived at the office area of flying frost and flowing light sword. Today, the crew basically arrived, including the actors and the external professional photography team.

Find Yang Panpan secretly and tell Nanxi: "Panpan has many ideas. You will be responsible for coaxing Xixi to be happy later."

Yang Panpan made an OK gesture, patted Yimapingchuan's chest and promised: "wrap it on me."

They secretly discussed the countermeasures and walked into the big conference room. They found that they hadn't come yet. The atmosphere was very dignified.

Nanxi changed into a good costume, wrapped in a lavender skirt and covered in pure white gauze, which perfectly presented Nanxi's concave convex figure advantages.

But Huang Yi always felt something less. Zhou Jie didn't know when to stand next to her. He also lamented with regret: "it can't compare with the clothes that President Nan came to audition last time. Although the clothes are made for the female owner, they can be absolutely first-class. The female sword God's clothes are much more gorgeous than the female owner. This clothes can't feel the word gorgeous and lack aura."

Huang Yi had an epiphany and agreed: "yes, lack of aura."

Zhou Jie glanced in the direction of the clothing group and said in a low voice, "President Nan has just been angry, but the situation of our service and Taoism is more complex and integrated. Offending one group is equal to offending all."

"Ah?" Huang Yi asked in surprise, "what should I do?"

"In fact, it's simple. The question of taking a step back depends on the fact that President Nan's eyes can't tolerate sand." Zhou jiedun shook his head, asked and answered himself: "I think it's difficult, you listen."

"From this one to this one, do it all over again."

Nanxi handed over the costumes from beginning to end.