Chapter 25 Brother Jun, I will keep this secret from you for the rest of my life
"You two are performing well, keep up the good work."
Yu Ming withdrew his seat to Qin Chuan and Cheng Hao and praised them.
He considers himself to have high standards and does not praise others easily. He is in a good mood today.
There were not many young actors in the crew that he could praise, Hu Jun was one, and Xiu Qin would surprise him from time to time.
Only Qin Chuan and Cheng are good, their acting is really good, they fit their roles very well, they are the type of people who are both talented and willing to work hard.
Qin Chuan, in particular, comes to the set every day, even if there are scenes without him. This spirit is rarely seen in young people.
"Director, you taught me well." Qin Chuan answered subconsciously.
Cheng Hao wanted to laugh a little, wondering how Qin Chuan could be so humane and sophisticated at such a young age.
The crew is a place where one’s ability is judged, and flattery doesn’t work.
But she stopped laughing the next second.
Yu Ming waved his hands and said: "Even if you have my contribution, if you don't work hard, I can't teach you."
Cheng Hao: "..."
Well, leaders do this too.
Regarding this, she could only lament that it would be a pity for Qin Chuan not to take the public examination.
In the afternoon, today's scene was filmed. After Qin Chuan took off his makeup, he found a nearby hilltop to practice martial arts.
At this time, the crew is no longer in Tianlong Babu Film and Television City.
It's in the mountains seventy or eighty kilometers away from the city.
The open space halfway up the mountain is full of tents, and dozens of people have to live here for half a month.
On the top of the mountain, Qin Chuan looked at the mountains in the distance, cleared his throat and practiced another martial arts skill, singing.
"I saw that the ants in that camp were like a sea tide."
"You can see endless mountains and deserted countryside."
"And I saw the soldiers circling around in confusion."
"The horses and soldiers in the ranks are noisy and noisy."
He has been opening his voice for several days, and Peking opera has become one of Qin Chuan's daily essential lessons.
Now he has mastered Wu Sheng's martial arts, and the rest is just the accumulation of time.
Only the skill of singing is needed to unlock the career of martial arts student.
Rather than practicing physical skills, singing is a bit disturbing, and some people can't get used to the babbling. He doesn't dare to sing in the crew for fear of being beaten.
The crew is busy with work, and the most indispensable thing is people with bad tempers. They can't figure out who is frustrated by the director and take it out on him.
"I can only hear the drums of war, drums of war, drums of war."
Suddenly, Qin Chuan saw someone behind the big rock not far away, and his clothes flashed.
"Who's there!"
"Come out!"
"come out!!"
After a few seconds, Hu Jun walked out from behind the stone with a stiff smile: "It's me."
"Teacher Hu, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you." Qin Chuan put his hands together and apologized: "I didn't bother you."
In the wilderness, what could Jun Hu be doing hiding behind a big rock?
Qin Chuan doesn't know.
If someone is shitting, don't scare them with your voice.
"It's Qin Chuan."
Suddenly, another person came out.
It's Liu Tao.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "We are hiking up the mountain here to enjoy the scenery. I didn't expect you to be here too. The Peking Opera is good. What song is it?"
"Pick a tackle." Qin Chuan said.
Liu Tao gave a thumbs up: "Awesome. From what I hear, how many years have you been practicing?"
Qin Chuan said modestly: "I have been practicing for several years."
Hu Jun wondered: "You have been practicing everything for several years, how old are you?"
You have practiced lines for several years, kung fu for several years, and Peking Opera for several years. Did you start practicing in your mother’s womb?
"This is genius." Liu Tao interrupted.
"He is indeed a genius." Hu Jun nodded: "Then you can practice, we won't disturb you anymore."
"Brother Jun, walk slowly."
After the two left, Qin Chuan hummed a few more words, but he felt it was not enough. He ran to the big rock and stood on the singing while practicing his hand movements.
It turned out that there was no road behind the stone.
Just a few footprints and a pool of water stains.
"Good guy."
Qin Chuan felt like he had discovered something. "It's not a good place to stay here for a long time. Leave."
After changing the hilltop, Qin Chuan continued to practice. In the evening, he came back after the sun went down. When he met Hu Jun while eating, the two of them greeted him as if nothing had happened.
It's just that Hu Jun talked a little more today and was very enthusiastic. Those who didn't know better thought they had a good relationship.
Zhao Jian came over curiously and asked about their relationship.
"I just admire young people." Hu Jun said cheerfully: "You don't know Xiao Qin. He is not only talented in literature and martial arts, but he can also sing Peking Opera."
Qin Chuan nodded: "I know a little bit, I usually sing and play."
"He's not bad at it. He has very good singing skills. Xiao Qin, please leave me your phone number. If I meet a suitable role in the future, we can work together."
Hu Jun's voice was loud and resonant, and he didn't hold back when he spoke. With such a voice, everyone around him could hear it.
Even the movie king admired Qin Chuan and even invited him to play in the movie.
This is a big deal.
Many people's eyes turned red with envy, why couldn't they encounter such a good thing?
"Thank you, Teacher Hu. I look forward to that day." Qin Chuan took out his mobile phone and immediately exchanged numbers with Hu Jun.
While Hu Jun was writing down the number, he said, "What's your name, Teacher Hu? I'm not a few years older than you, so I'll call you Brother Jun."
"Brother Jun."
He was obviously older, but under his words, he became a few years older, which made Qin Chuan want to laugh.
I guess Lao Hu guessed what he saw on the mountain, so he became so enthusiastic.
Another exchange of numbers, another change of names, and another invitation play.
‘Brother Jun, Brother Jun, I will eat this secret from you for the rest of my life. ’
…
Here on the mountain, Qin Chuan doesn't have many roles and has a lot of free time every day. After filming, he will find a place to sing Peking Opera.
At night, I sleep in the tent and practice new songs while wearing the Nuo equipment.
Half a month later, the crew completed filming.
In the early morning, mist filled the mountains, and the staff packed up tents, machines, luggage, pots and pans and prepared to leave.
From the top of the mountain not far away, there was a burst of clear air, and the ancient, sad female singing voice came.
"The Han soldiers have captured the territory~"
"Songs from all sides~"
"The king is exhausted~"
"What's the point of living for a cheap concubine~"
The cuckoo cries for blood and the sound of life and death reached the crew. Many people stopped what they were doing and looked towards the mountain top where the sound came from.
Everyone knew who this was, and the only one who could howl like this was Qin Chuan.
Not long after he got up, Liu Yifei, who was squatting on the ground and gargling, felt numb all over: "This singing is so amazing."
Before Qin Chuan came to the crew, she was the most eye-catching, and no one would praise her for her beauty and cuteness.
Even Zhang Jizhong likes her very much, and everyone is tolerant of her in every possible way.
When she was filming, no one scolded her, they all encouraged her.
After Qin Chuan came, the halo was gone. From the director to the makeup, everyone on the crew liked him.
This young man who is only a few years older than her knows everything, has good lines, good martial arts, and is willing to endure hardships.
I heard that he is a martial arts student and has been practicing since childhood.
I often listened to his babbling, and at first I felt that his singing was average. I wonder if it was an illusion, but the more I listened, the better it became.
She, a talented girl who was admitted to Nortel at the age of fifteen, had absolutely no advantage in front of him and was crushed in every aspect.
In the crowd, Zhou Haopeng, who was helping to carry the equipment, was so shocked that he could not walk. Qin Chuan often asked him to wash his feet, and he often told him stories about his time as a martial arts student.
Sometimes when Qin Chuan practices, he corrects some of his movements.
He watched Qin Chuan reach today step by step.
How long has it been since then? I thought it would be hard to learn those martial arts moves and make my body light and flexible.
But this song "Farewell My Concubine" is totally stage-ready.
Even Zhou Haopeng himself can't sing so well.
At this time, his heart was filled with turbulence and mixed emotions, and he was even more complicated than the overlord who had lost his chicken.
On the other side, Hu Jun, who was chatting with Zhao Jian, looked at the distant mountains and said, "This voice requires at least twenty years of skill. Qin Chuan is amazing."
Zhao Jian's head was full of black lines: "Brother Jun, it's not that big of a deal, he's only nineteen years old."
Hu Jun laughed and said: "I was just making a metaphor, but he is indeed very good."
Zhao Jian was confused: "Brother Jun, have you got some leverage out of this kid? I see you speaking up for him all day long."
"No, I am not afraid of shadows. I have no clue."
(End of chapter)