Chapter 7 Following the Actors (Thanks to the Jealous Fish Leader)
Just half a month after arriving in Peiping, Qin Chuan took his luggage to Dali again, and this time there was an extra guitar in his possessions.
The green train journey is very long, taking more than thirty hours, almost all the way from the north to the southernmost point, diagonally across most of China.
After finding his seat and putting his luggage away, he took out his guitar and practiced his fingering skills. His fingering skills were very average, which made his brother in the car frown frequently and wanted to scold him but didn't dare to.
Huang Bo would definitely be surprised if he were here, because when he taught Qin Chuan last night, his musical talent could not be described in general terms.
That just sucks.
After one night's work, he has reached an average level. This speed of progress is comparable to riding a rocket.
In the evening, despite the surprised looks of others, Qin Chuan slept with his Nuo equipment on the train. The next day, his eldest brother in the same train discovered that Qin Chuan's guitar had improved a little.
Yesterday I played the children's song "Two Tigers", but today I have played "Country Road" and my fingering skills are quite good.
He wondered if Qin Chuan was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and was planning to pretend to be a big one for the people in the carriage.
Come to grandma's Penghu Bay tomorrow, and you, your tablemate, will shock everyone.
Unfortunately, he didn't see Qin Chuan's pretense.
Because Qin Chuan got off the car.
The elder brother was feeling uncomfortable.
Dali has arrived.
After taking a motorcycle taxi for more than half an hour, Qin Chuan arrived at Cangshan Scenic Area, found a canteen, took out the note given by Huang Bo, and called the number above.
No one picked up the first time.
After waiting for fifteen minutes, Qin Chuan called a second time, and this time the call was answered within a few seconds.
"Hey, who's there?"
Probably out of caution, I didn't answer the call the first time, but only answered it the second time.
Judging from his voice, he was not too old, a man in his thirties.
Just listening to the voice, Qin Chuan's mind was already filled with the cowardly look of Xu Zhu.
"Hello, my name is Qin Chuan, the actor introduced by Huang Bo. He called you yesterday."
Qin Chuan tried his best to explain his purpose clearly in the shortest possible words.
"It's you, I know, we're here, right?"
"Yes, I just arrived at Cangshan."
"There is a Dujuan Hotel nearby. You go there and wait. I will ask the assistant to find you."
"Okay brother."
There could still be an assistant, and sure enough, it was pretty much what Qin Chuan thought.
But it seemed that the other party didn't want to have anything to do with him.
Qin Chuan also breathed a sigh of relief. He was also afraid of getting involved with the other party.
This thigh can't be hugged.
After paying one yuan for the phone bill, Qin Chuan asked the canteen owner about Dujuan Hotel and spent another two yuan to get there.
When we arrived at the hotel entrance, we had to wait for four hours.
It was getting dark, and my stomach was growling with hunger. A Jinbei car stopped on the side of the road, and a long, straight black woman with a cross-body bag stepped out.
Brown shirt, bell-bottom pants, and flat leather shoes, the look is very fashionable.
On the surface, he appears to be in his mid-twenties, but Qin Chuan estimates that his actual age is around three years old.
After getting off the car, the woman walked straight to the hotel. After entering, she spoke a few words to the front desk. The front desk pointed to Qin Chuan outside. She curled her lips and walked out again.
"Are you Qin Chuan?"
Qin Chuan patted his butt and stood up: "It's me."
"Follow me." The woman walked in front and led Qin Chuan to the front desk of the hotel: "Give me your ID card."
When helping to check in at the front desk, she said quickly: "This is where the actors and staff live. You will live here for the next period of time."
"Your job is to work with the cast. You have the same routine as everyone else every day. You get up when they get up, and you get off work when they get off." "Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Qin Chuan nodded heavily.
Sure enough, it is impossible to get along in the entertainment industry without some connections and background.
A day's hard work at the Beijing Film Studio only costs twenty-five yuan. It's not something that happens every day. There are so many people competing to do it.
Here, it was just a casual remark from someone else, and he did the job of following the actors.
Before he came here, he had inquired and found out that the actors and actresses in the crew were considered to be half of the cast. They could usually play many roles and could easily earn thousands of dollars a month. If they were lucky, it was not a dream to earn more than 10,000 a month.
I don’t know how many times it was compared to being a group performer.
"Hello, your room is 206, here is the key."
While the two were talking, the front desk had already completed registration and assigned a room to Qin Chuan.
The female assistant said calmly: "Accommodation is reimbursed by the crew, and food is free on the crew. You have a rest today and go to the crew tomorrow to find Director Wang to arrange specific work. I have already said hello there."
After saying that, the woman turned and left, stepped into the Jinbei car on the roadside and drove away. The whole process from getting off to getting in the car took three minutes.
She never introduced herself until she left.
To put it bluntly, Qin Chuan is just a small character, and this kind of relationship with many twists and turns is not something she cares about.
Qin Chuan didn't think he was arrogant and had no relatives, so it would be nice if he could introduce him to the job.
In reality, good friends may not be so kind to you. There are many people who think you are poor and are afraid that you are rich.
Taking the key, he came to the room.
He thought it was a single room, but he overthought it and realized it was a double room.
Apart from him, the other bed was already occupied, and there were large and small bags of luggage piled in the room.
In the evening, the other owner of the room came back.
He is a middle-aged uncle who is in charge of acting as a substitute on the set.
The two briefly chatted for a few words and then stopped talking. It wasn't until Qin Chuan took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them over that a smile appeared on the uncle's tired face.
Through the friendly conversation that followed, he learned that his uncle's name was Zhou Haopeng. He used to be a martial arts singer in Peking Opera, and later changed his career to a martial arts actor. After eight years in the industry, he now earns a house.
On the bed, Zhou Haopeng was shirtless and smoking: "You guys can do it. You've been on the phone for more than half a month and you can still join the group. Which way are you going?"
Qin Chuan opened his mouth and said, "No one, relatives from my hometown."
Zhou Haopeng: "Your relatives are quite powerful."
Qin Chuan smiled honestly: "It's not bad, he plays the third male lead in the crew."
When he is out and about, he is unequivocal. Sometimes it doesn't hurt to be a little high-profile.
Without background and connections, you will only be bullied.
Visible to the naked eye, Zhou Haopeng's face softened a lot: "It's not easy to be away from home. If you have anything you don't understand on the set from now on, just ask me."
Qin Chuan said shyly: "Then I'll trouble Brother Peng."
"What's the trouble? We should help each other when we go out."
With that said, he returned the cigarette.
Qin Chuan didn't answer: "Brother, please keep it, I don't know how to smoke."
"Take it, there are a lot of people in the crew. If you don't smoke, there will be others who will. If you don't mind, just scatter a few. The road will be much easier."
"By the way, have you eaten? If not, I'll take you out for a meal. The barbecue here is pretty good."
"Okay, it just so happens that I haven't eaten."
On the first day in Dali, Qin Chuan met his first friend and had a free meal.
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Thank you, Jealous Fish Boss, leader.
I understand the rules, so I will arrange it for Mr. Zhou.
(End of chapter)