Chapter 184 Looks like, so similar, almost exactly the same
It is not only the supporting actors who are so far away from the stage who are confident, but also the director Feng Chengfeng.
He is the most excited one.
He rushed directly to the backstage.
At this time, Feng Chengfeng also returned to the backstage, listening to the applause outside.
Perhaps because there were few people, the applause was incomparable to the previous times when the garden was full of guests.
But it’s been a long time.
Yes, this applause and this scene have not been seen for a long time.
Zhang Zhao thought about it, since his death, he has not appeared on stage to sing again for a hundred years. Maybe he has not heard applause and cheers for a long time.
Really, it’s been a long time and I miss it very much.
It feels good to be back on stage after a hundred years.
At this moment, a figure suddenly ran in.
Before Zhang Zhao could react, he hugged him.
If Zhang Zhao hadn't held back, Feng Chengfeng who ran in might have been thrown away by him in the next second.
“Zhang Zhao, you sing so well, tell me, are you an orthodox Peking Opera successor?”
Zhang Zhao gently opened Feng Chengfeng's arms and said, "No, I just know how to sing."
Feng Chengfeng: Is that what you call being able to sing? Then those beginners are no different from dumb people.
"Anyway, Zhang Zhao, you sing very well. I think you can sing even better than those old artists in their 70s and 80s." Because the male protagonist in his play was a Peking Opera singer. When Feng Chengfeng was writing this novel, he went to look for special Peking operas to listen to and even went to watch them live.
Over the years, I have been researching and making preparations.
So, even if he can't sing, Feng Chengfeng can still tell a good guy.
Zhang Zhao: Thank you for the invitation. I have been practicing in the underworld for over a hundred years. It sounds like I have more than a hundred years of experience.
"Director Feng, I should be able to do the singing part of this film by myself, so I don't need to hire anyone else?"
"No, of course not!"
" You should have a good rest tonight, and we will start shooting tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
When everyone returned to the hotel next door, everyone was still discussing Zhang Zhao's singing just now. Apart from others, he sang really well.
"By the way, Director Feng, when I was singing just now, I wonder if anyone has a video of it. If so, can you send it to me?" Zhang Zhao asked.
Feng Chengfeng patted his head, "I forgot about it. I was so excited at the time that I just looked at it, but I will ask others."
Soon, Feng Chengfeng Feng went to ask and found out that someone had indeed videotaped it.
So Feng Chengfeng sent the copied video to Zhang Zhao.
Xu Qingling's WeChat account was added to Zhang Zhao's mobile phone. With some apprehension and nervousness, he sent the video to Xu Qingling.
[Director Xu, this is my audition clip. The director and others have agreed that you can watch it if you have time. 】
After saying that, Zhang Zhao began to wait anxiously.
He was grateful to Xu Qingling.
He never thought that Xu Qingling had the obligation to fulfill the wishes of the three brothers.
Even if Xu Qingling is the director of the Fengdu Leave Department, even if it may be her obligation, obligations are obligations, and failing to do her best is another matter.
He knew that Xu Qingling was devoted to the three brothers, as well as to other people who asked for leave.
So, he also longed to be recognized by Xu Qingling.
So, I boldly sent the singing clip to Xu Qingling. That is, Director Xu is so busy, and although he is the Ghost King, he is just a small person. Will she reply to him?
With a ding, Zhang Zhao received a reply from Xu Qingling ten minutes after sending it.
Zhang Zhao was delighted when he saw the reply from Xu Qingling.
【It sounds great. I’ll put it under my account for you. More people will definitely like it. Keep filming well and come on. 】
Zhang Zhao’s eyes lit up. Director Xu praised it very well, even helped him promote it, and even told him to come on.
Great! He will definitely work hard to make a good show.
Feng Chengfeng, who was watching this scene from a distance, asked: Could this guy be in love?
The reason why I didn’t think Zhang Zhao was sending messages to his wife is because Zhang Zhao said that he is not married yet and does not have a wife.
You must have a girlfriend after all.
But Feng Chengfeng didn’t care very much.
After all, that is the actor’s private matter.
In the evening, Feng Chengfeng asked everyone to have a good sleep and get up early to start filming tomorrow.
"Zhang Zhao, sleep well tonight, of course you may have nightmares, but don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare, you have to be brave, you know?" Before going to bed, Feng Chengfeng said to Zhang Zhao Concerned.
"Okay." Zhang Zhao agreed, but he was thinking in his heart that this dream is impossible, because they are ghosts and do not need to sleep. Especially when they reach the level of ghost king, they are not tired and need to rest. .
However, when I think of the leaves that moved automatically in the absence of wind during the day when he was on stage singing an opera...
If he hadn't been singing at that time, he would have probably caught the little kid hiding his head and tail.
But it doesn't matter, he can wait.
This kid will always appear.
He couldn't let this brat ruin the progress of the filming.
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As the time reached late at night, everyone in the hotel closed their doors tightly, and most of them fell into a deep sleep.
Even the hotel staff stayed in their rooms after nightfall, and there was no one in the hotel open for business.
Yes, this hotel is closed after 10 pm and does not open again until 7 am the next morning.
Although generally the best business hours of hotels are at night, not many people are willing to stay in this corner, especially in Zhuang Mengyuan, which is next door to rumors of being haunted.
Moreover, the hotel staff are also afraid that the ghost next door will come to the hotel.
The hotel owner has no choice but to close it down but is unwilling to do so.
Therefore, we can only let the staff work during the day and close the door at night. If we let them work at night, no matter how high the price is, no one is willing.
At this time, the entire hotel had fallen into silence.
At this moment, it seems that even the wind has stopped in the night.
At a certain moment, something seemed to enter the hotel, and as soon as it entered, it headed towards the room where Zhang Zhao was.
Soon, he was standing in front of Zhang Zhao's room, but the hotel's surveillance camera did not capture him.
He just stood there, and the next second, he walked straight in through the door.
In Zhang Zhao's room, the lights were not completely turned off, and a bedside lamp was still on.
And Zhang Zhao was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, seemingly asleep.
A low, vague voice suddenly sounded in the room.
“Like, so similar, almost exactly the same.”
"Is that you?"
The next second, the figure floated to Zhang Zhao's bedside, and he seemed to reach out to touch Zhang Zhao.
At that time, Zhang Zhao, who had his eyes closed tightly on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes clear.
He immediately grabbed the man's hand and said, "It's you."