Chapter 173 The helplessness of the old gentleman
Looking at the two big characters on the caller ID of his mobile phone, Zhang Yuan calmed down his excitement a little and postponed the pace of in-depth communication with Cheng Hao inside the room.
When I picked up the phone, I heard that familiar voice.
"Hey, Brother Yuan, how are you?"
Shu's voice is just like her appearance and personality, slightly mature, far less like her fifteen or sixteen years old He is as stable and steady as he is in his twenties.
Liu Qianqian is just the opposite.
So Zhang Yuan has always suspected that Shu Chang's extra years were all borrowed from Sissi...
"I'm fine. I've been a little busy recently and haven't contacted you. I used to..."
Zhang Yuan chatted with the other party in detail about everything he had done recently, and was very patient.
The other party is also happy to listen to her.
Under the night, with the moonlight shining brightly, the two of them each lived in a corner of the imperial capital, connected by words.
"How are you doing lately?"
After talking about himself, he turned around and asked.
"I..." Shu Chang paused, and his tone was a little tangled: "Actually, I called you today because I have something to do and I want to hear your opinion."
"Well, I do. Here you go, tell me.”
Zhang Yuan replied steadily, he knew that Shu Chang would discuss it with him, it must be a big deal.
“A while ago, I took the re-examination and written test of China National Theater and passed both.”
“Just yesterday, I got the admission notice of China National Theater.”
For any girl majoring in acting, being admitted to China National Theater and a serious undergraduate acting class should be a great thing worth celebrating.
Even if you buy a few firecrackers and put them on for an hour or two, you should do it.
After a long drought comes sweet rain, when you meet an old friend in a foreign land, when the wedding room is full of flowers and candles, when your name is on the gold medal list.
These four things were called the four great joys of life by the ancients, and Shu Chang is now considered to be on the gold list.
A top student is a top student. She was admitted to the top acting school in the country as a junior high school student. She also got into the exam while filming during the day and staying up late at night to review. She is called a genius. Not an exaggeration.
Zhang Yuan did not hear a trace of joy in her tone despite achieving such an achievement.
Even, it is full of entanglement and helplessness.
Zhang Yuan knew in his heart that what was supposed to happen would happen.
From a God's perspective, Shu Chang's worst move in his entire life was to refuse admission to Chinese Opera.
This is an extremely short-sighted behavior and even a serious strategic misjudgment.
It is equivalent to refusing to join the party for 49 years.
Not only did he overestimate his own personal abilities, he also underestimated the speed of change of the times.
Shu Chang did not go to the Chinese Opera. A few years later, when 85 Flowers emerged, there was no place for her among them.
Even many years later, this person was almost nowhere to be found in the entire entertainment industry.
But she was helpless and had no one to rely on, so she had to rely on the advice of relatives and aunts who didn't understand the entertainment industry. She can't be entirely blamed for this result.
"If she calls me now because of this matter, it means that her heart has been shaken."
Zhang Yuan understood it as soon as he thought about it. If she was determined, why bother? Discuss with yourself.
"Brother Yuan, although I have received the admission notice, I told you before that my family feels that the entertainment industry is a youth food and cannot last a lifetime."
"So they want me to take the language major. , saying that I have a talent for languages."
This is true, he discovered it before on the set of "The Golden Family".
Shu Chang was able to communicate with most of the actors in each other's native dialect in a very short period of time.
Among the subjects, English is also her strong point. On this point, her family is not lying.
"And recently a crew came to me and offered me a good role and remuneration." Shu Chang said sweetly: "I have a high probability of winning this role, and the film will start shooting in September."
"But at that time, school happened to be in session."
Shu Chang got to the crux of the problem.
“There are regulations in Chinese opera, and you are not allowed to go out to take plays in the first year after enrollment.”
“So, my family wants me to drop out of school and take the exam to a 'serious' school next year, so there is no delay. Filming now.”
In fact, if it were the original situation, she would not be entangled and would just do what her family said.
But after chatting with Zhang Yuan on the set of "Dragon" last time, she kept thinking about how to choose after returning home.
That’s why today’s phone call came about.
Oh... Zhang Yuan understood.
He knew the rules of the Chinese Opera. This was also the case with the most powerful Chinese Opera Class 96 in history. Those big stars of later generations also stayed silent for a full year before they started taking roles.
Among them, Mei Ting, who couldn't bear his temper, dropped out of school directly.
You are so good at Chinese drama, I won’t spoil you.
“So your dilemma now is whether you should drop out of school and retake the exam to take up acting roles, so that you can meet your family’s requirements and make money at the same time.”
“Or you can go to school honestly. The family is dissatisfied and an acting opportunity is wasted, right?"
Zhang Yuan quickly analyzed it clearly.
"Yes, Brother Yuan, what would you do if it were you?" Shu Chang was full of expectations and wanted to find someone to help him solve this dilemma.
"Your question now is, choose one of the two, go to school or drop out, right?"
"Yes."
"Then if it were me, I will choose 'or'."
"Huh?" Shu Chang was stunned for a long time, not understanding it at all.
"Your problem is that when you were thinking about this matter, you only gave yourself two options." Zhang Yuan actually felt sorry for the girl who had no one to rely on, so he decided to help her.
“Actually, there is another choice between going to school and dropping out, which is called suspension of school.”
“You can keep your student status first, ride the donkey to find the horse, and take advantage of this time to think about it. "What should I do?"
"Can I take a break from school?" Shu Chang asked doubtfully.
“The worst result of dropping out of school is to be kicked out of school. Is it any different from dropping out of school yourself?”
"This will at least give you more buffer time." Zhang Yuan analyzed.
After he pondered for a while, he gave an uncharacteristically accurate opinion: "But if it were me, I would not give up the opportunity to study in the Chinese Opera."
Shu Chang was silent for a while.
She has been observing for a long time and knows that Zhang Yuan almost never gives accurate opinions to others.
If you give something well, you may not always be thanked; if you give something wrong, you will still be blamed.
But now, he gave it.
"Yeah, I know!" Shu Chang felt much better and smiled.
【Received a thank you from Shu Chang, +1 for acting skills and +1 for acting talent! 】
Putting down his cell phone, Zhang Yuan stood in the yard for a while.
He didn't know if the other party would listen, and he didn't know if his words could really change her fate.
Hope she is okay.
"I said you won't come back to the house for a long time." Cheng Haojiao's voice came from behind: "It turns out you were talking to someone on the phone."
"Who is it?" Cheng Haoyong He asked pretending to be casual as he twirled the ends of his hair with his index finger.
"Shu Chang, she acted in high school, and we will be classmates with you in the future."
"Oh, that's great!"
Hearing that it was Shu Chang who was calling and that he was in the drama, Cheng Hao immediately replied excitedly, but soon narrowed his charming eyes again.
“You can’t have sex with her?”
“What nonsense are you talking about? She’s not even 16 years old, it’s against the law!” Zhang Yuan hurriedly replied.
"Then you mean that if it is not illegal, you will take action?"
When women come to this kind of issue, they are particularly good at finding language loopholes and drawing inferences.
"She just came to me to ask for my opinion. Her family does not support her going to the Chinese Opera."
"Her family has got soybean juice in their brains?" Cheng Hao criticized unceremoniously: "She must be sick, no. I want her to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University."
"I also said that let her take a break and think about it for a while, and don't rush to drop out."
"Hmm. Hao smiled and nodded, feeling that Zhang Yuan did a good job. "I'm tired." She waved to Zhang Yuan again.
"You know, come on!"
......
No words for a night, but dawn the next day.
Cheng Hao was combing his long black hair beside the table in the room, while Zhang Yuan was still sleeping soundly.
Cheng Hao stepped forward and tugged on his nose, but he slapped it away, then simply leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.
She still had some things to be busy with, so she took the time to come here yesterday, and now she was leaving early in the morning.
Originally I didn’t want to disturb him anymore, so I planned to go out quietly and send him a text message to say goodbye.
But I saw his backpack in the corner.
When I saw the backpack, I thought of the pink and green underwear inside.
Thinking of pink and green underwear, she felt that the top of her head was also a little green.
Knowing that the two had never officially established a relationship, they were still angry.
Angrily, she came up with a trick...
After a long time, Zhang Yuan woke up to the knock on the door of Brother Qian.
"Yuan, I have contacted Mr. Yuan Kuocheng for you. You can go there in a moment. I will give you the address."
"Okay!" He got up quickly and planned to wash up, but out of the corner of his eye, But he caught a glimpse of bright red next to his pillow.
Turning his head, a bright red lace underwear was quietly placed next to his head.
“Does it look familiar?” Zhang Yuan picked it up and said, “Isn’t this the one I took off in one second last night!”
Looking carefully, the inside was signed with a black pen There are two big characters with flying dragons and phoenixes.
"Cheng Hao."
Hey, this word has obviously been practiced, and it is much better than Fan Bingbing's "shit, pee, pee".
Zhang Yuan understood as soon as he thought about it that Cheng Hao was so angry that he started comparing himself with others.
You must leave me some souvenirs.
Zhang Yuan took out Mr. Fan's piece from the bag again and compared it.
“Fan Bingbing seems to be bigger...”
“This one is red and one is green. If there is another yellow one, I can pick it up with a pole and go to the intersection to direct traffic. ”
Open the closet, open the drawers, and stuff the "trophies" inside to hide them.
Zhang Yuan then started to wash up.
After breakfast, or lunch, he took the address given by Brother Qian and wandered out.
Mr. Yuan Kuocheng's hometown is YK City, Liaoning Province.
But now that I am older, my health is not very good and I need to go to the hospital frequently.
In addition, it is more convenient to record programs in the imperial capital, so he spends half of the year in the imperial capital to work and see doctors.
Following the address, we arrived at an old family building in the city center.
This place was arranged by Mr. Yuan’s apprentice, a female apprentice named Wang Wenhua.
This Sister Wang is the host, producer and director of CCTV's "Talk about Folk Arts" program. She was very popular in the 1990s and was unparalleled in the limelight.
It is said that he is a disciple, but in fact, Mr. Yuan has never officially accepted a disciple in his life, they are all by name.
This also resulted in the Yuan family line being almost cut off after the old man Gan passed away.
Except for his daughter Yuan Tian, no one in the Yuan family is engaged in storytelling.
Climbing up the stairs of the old building, which had already been weathered by pits and pits, Zhang Yuan came to a door on the third floor, crossed his fingers and knocked on the door.
"My junior Zhang Yuan is here to visit." After knocking on the door, he announced his home address without waiting for the other party's response to show his respect for his senior.
Ding Dong, Bang Bang!
After he spoke, he heard a commotion in the room, as if something had been knocked around.
Zhang Yuanxin said, is this old man too unstable?
Squeak... The old wooden door was opened, making a tooth-grinding sound. It was obvious that the hinges were old and lacked lubrication.
An old man with slicked back hair, a wide mouth and a broad nose, and kind-hearted eyes walked out, raised his eyes towards Zhang Yuan, and looked him up and down.
"Oh, I said it's better to meet each other than to be famous. You are more energetic than on TV." Mr. Yuan smiled and gestured, making way for him, gesturing to come into the room to chat.
"Thank you Mr. Yuan for the compliment."
He walked into the room generously.
This is an old-fashioned two-bedroom apartment with a small living room. There is a partition between the living room and the kitchen painted with light green primer and composed of a half wall and wooden framed glass.
“Sit.”
There are two chairs placed side by side in the living room.
After the old man sat down, Zhang Yuan cautiously took his seat, with his back straight and not full, and his buttocks only rested on the front third of the chair.
Yuan Kuocheng glanced sideways.
Rules!
There are not many young people who are so well-behaved these days. Most of them are either too careful or too indulgent. It is rare to see someone who is just right.
“I have listened to the programs you recorded on radio and TV stations. The basics are good and the angles are novel. I heard from people on the station that they are very popular with young girls.”
The old man said casually.
"They probably didn't come here to listen to books." Zhang Yuan replied with a smile.
"Hehehe, you do understand." The old man was a little surprised by his frankness, but he appreciated it, at least not pretending.
How can young girls be interested in listening to books? It’s not all about looks. This truth remains unchanged, otherwise there will be no so-called "Deyun girls" in future generations.
“Don’t worry about the means, as long as it attracts young people.” Mr. Yuan is worthy of being the first innovative person in the storytelling world, and his thinking is avant-garde.
"Those male audiences who listen to the big drum also go for the beautiful girls in cheongsam."
"As long as the audience likes to watch."
As he said that, the old man glanced towards the back room. , then chuckled and said: "The form of storytelling is old. If you don't add something new, there will be no new audience."
"I think you want to innovate, which is good."
"Thank you very much. Seniors praise, but juniors don’t dare to take it seriously, it’s all nonsense.”
"Hey, I think you are not talking nonsense. You are obviously well-trained. I think you are well prepared."
Then the old man chatted with Zhang Yuan about many anecdotes in the storytelling world and also raised some points. A few tips.
The two of them had a good chat, but Zhang Yuan discovered two doubts.
First, Brother Qian said that the old man came to the theater specifically to find me twice. There must be something urgent. How could he just sit and chat like this?
Secondly, he noticed that the old man's eyes would glance towards a room from time to time.
Zhang Yuan remained calm, observing with his extremely excellent hearing while chatting.
He was sure that there was someone in the room and was eavesdropping on the conversation between the two.
But the old man didn't mention it, and the conversation wasn't confidential, so he pretended not to know and kept calm.
"Hey, you must be thirsty after talking for so long," Mr. Yuan suddenly interrupted midway through the conversation.
“Well, little lion, help me make some tea!”
"Hey!"
At this time, a low response came from the occupied room.
The door was gently opened, and a thin figure emerged from inside, taking small steps and quickly passing in front of the two of them.
When he passed by Zhang Yuan, he lowered his head and glanced at him, then immediately looked away and quickened his pace.
"This man..." Zhang Yuan raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment: "He seems a bit familiar."
After a few seconds, his brows widened and he completely recognized this person's identity.
Today, the girl whom Yuan Kuocheng called "Little Lion" is just an unknown and pretty girl.
In the future, she will become famous all over the country.
Golden Eagle Goddess, Four Little Flower Dandies, these are just one of her titles.
Her name is Liu Shishi.
……
(End of this chapter)