Chapter 1, 2004
At 5:30 in the morning, Wang Shu squatted in the corner near the Beijing Film Studio, touched his young cheek, and secretly glanced at the surrounding Wuyangyang squatting here like him. The crowd.
And the old Beijing Film Factory.
Puckered his lips.
Memories of the past flooded into my heart.
I didn’t expect to be reborn
It’s really
I’ve been around for decades, I’ve played bit parts, I’ve worked as a sidekick on the set, I’ve done errands, I’ve been wearing yellow robes and I’ve delivered takeaways
After going around in circles , served as the deputy director of the Internet University, and filmed the Internet University again
The first Internet University was well played, which can be regarded as a turn of events.
I finally got around enough to be able to unspoken rules for some young actors, and I also had some entanglements with some actresses. Unexpectedly, I woke up and went back to 2004 when I was squatting near the Beijing Film Studio in Beijing.
Standing like this, even if I was squatting You may not be able to work even if you squat for half a month.
Many assistant directors who select extras do not come to Beijing Film Studio, they only look for acupoints.
Mature walk-ons basically know how to establish a good relationship with acupuncture points. How can they come to drink the northwest wind near the Beijing Film Studio?
What a fool.
When Wang Shu first came to the capital, he had never seen the world and didn't understand this. He would come to stay near the Beijing Film Studio at four or five in the morning. Later, he learned to be smart and knew how to contact the acupuncture points, so he never came here stupidly again.
Now, he is here to stay again.
It’s because he offended the acupuncture point.
The situation forced me to have no choice but to go back to the corner of the Beijing Film Studio to try my luck.
I have been here for more than a month, and I have encountered people coming out of the Beijing Film Studio three times to recruit people for the crew.
Three times, he was not selected once.
At that time, he always thought it was because of bad luck.
Later, as I was beaten more and more, I suddenly realized.
It was not bad luck, but the acupuncture point said hello, and he was blacklisted.
And he foolishly came to squat, but he didn't know that he had already become a joke at the acupuncture table.
The matter of offending the acupuncture point has something to do with a girl.
Two years ago, Wang Shu was sixteen years old. With the dream of becoming a star, he drove alone from his hometown in the countryside to the capital.
After a lot of trouble, I found out the location of the Beijing Film Studio, and squatted nearby to become one of the countless walk-ons who dreamed of becoming stars.
Among them, there was a girl who came two or three days later than him. She came from the countryside like him, and she dreamed of becoming a star like him and came to Beijing Film Studio to wait for the opportunity.
The two met, got to know each other, understood each other, and helped each other.
Wang Shu thought that at this point, as long as one of the two spoke, they could successfully break through the window and fall in love.
However, he was relatively thin-skinned when it came to matters between men and women, and it was always difficult for him to speak up, and the girl did not reveal it.
One day, Wang Shu was playing a small role in the crew of a night show in Beijing. Due to a problem with the shooting equipment, the crew announced a day off.
About ten o'clock in the evening, he came back from work.
On the road, I saw six people sitting in front of a food stall drinking.
Four men and two women, one of whom is the girl.
She was hugged by a man around the waist, with a smile on her face, as if she was very happy.
He knows the man, the acupuncture point in the group performance.
Wang Shu was furious and rushed up to give the acupuncture point a kick.
Later, he was pushed to the ground and beaten by four strong men.
The more the girl tried to stop the fight, the more ferociously she was hit on her acupoints.
After that, Wang Shu lay in bed for a month before he recovered.
During this period, the girl did not come to visit him or contact him.
After that, the two had no contact again.
“It’s alive! It’s alive!”
Suddenly, there was a commotion among the walk-ons, and it turned out that someone was coming out of the film studio.
Wang Shu didn’t even raise his head and was about to get up and leave.
Over there, many hopeful walk-ons noisily surrounded the man coming out of the Beijing Film Studio, begging hard.
Not only did this method not have any effect, it actually annoyed the person from Beijing Film Studio.
"No one! No role! Get out of the way! Don't block the road!" "I said no, did you hear me?"
“No, no, no!”
“Get away!”
“Isn’t the script material you are holding in your hand? Why don’t you want someone?” A walk-on recognized him. The man asked flatteringly as he held something in his hand.
“If you say you don’t want it, don’t!” The man walked to the trash can and threw the information in his hand in front of everyone.
Seeing this, many walk-ons were stunned, puzzled, stunned, disappointed, and watched the man leave in a daze.
Don’t dare to block, don’t dare to be dissatisfied.
"Walk-on"
"You really have no dignity at all."
Wang Shu got up immediately and went back to sleep.
We are back in 2004. Do we still want to lie here wagging our tail like a pug and begging for mercy and being laughed at?
"Shuzi, where are you going?" Some supporting actors came to ask when they saw that Wang Shu seemed to be alive.
“Go back to sleep.” Wang Shu waved his hand without looking back.
Do you really think they are all Wang Baoqiang?
Wake up, there is no such thing as fate.
These days, there are countless walk-ins who are not afraid of hardship, tiredness, or being ridiculed and looked down upon, but they have to accept their fate
Wang Shu laughed at himself in his heart.
In his previous life, he suffered a lot and was looked down upon. Only when he reached middle age did he make some progress in the entertainment industry.
And this was because he was spotted by a 62-year-old rich woman when he was 35 years old and sacrificed his body in exchange for it.
Looking back again, from beginning to end, it was full of humiliation.
Knowing that Wang Shu was going back to sleep, all the extras suddenly lost interest and continued to squat in the corner like dogs
One less person means less competition. Wang Shu is a bit handsome. He is There is a strong opponent here, and it will be a good thing for everyone to compete without him.
Wang Shu lives in a basement near Beijing Film Studio. There are eight beds in it and the cost is 20 yuan a day.
It is now 2004, and 20 yuan is already valuable.
In order to be the first to come to the entrance of Beijing Film Studio and wait for the opportunity, he was willing to grit his teeth and come in even if he didn't have much money in total.
Now
get ready to move.
Move to a place with cheap rent and settle down first before looking for a way out.
Stop wasting money here.
The sky was getting brighter, and he didn't want to waste 20 yuan on a bed. He took a while to catch up on his sleep, then got up to wash up and go out.
I bought two steamed buns at a roadside stall for 40 cents each, 20 cents each.
Fried dough sticks, sesame cakes, and steamed buns all cost 50 cents. He didn’t have much money and was reluctant to eat them.
As for bean juice, forget it, I won’t eat it if I have money.
After some searching, I found a single room of only a few square meters in a remote area. It was a converted dormitory in an abandoned factory. It had neither a separate bathroom nor a kitchen, and only a wooden bed.
The room was also in tatters, with some of the walls peeling off.
That's it, it costs 60 yuan a month, not including water and electricity.
Wang Shu thought about it and rented it.
Because, this is the most cost-effective accommodation that I can find after a comprehensive search.
Cheaper places include small single rooms for 2 or 30 yuan a month, but they are too remote and far away and are inconvenient.
Moving things from the eight-person basement dormitory, Wang Shu sat on the wooden bed and took out all his belongings.
After counting, the total was 2,361 yuan and 6 cents.
Looking at the little money in his hand, Wang Shu thought about what to do next.
(End of Chapter)