After hurriedly eating something, Zhang Yuan took Zhao Jue, the newly appointed assistant, to Guangde Building with Cheng Hao's worried eyes.
As soon as he arrived at the place, Brother Qian was standing at the door smoking and waiting for him.
“You’re here.”
Brother Qian had a gloomy expression on his brows, obviously he was not in a good mood.
"Are you going in?"
Brother Qian thought for a while, then nodded.
What exactly is it?
A few months ago, Brother Qian had mentioned it to Zhang Yuan.
The two apprentices he brought, Yue Longgang and Kong Deshui, have been trained in Deyuan Society for a long time.
There was no training school at this time, and there was a shortage of people in the regiment. After all, a branch had just been opened in Zhang Yiyuan, and it was the time when manpower was needed.
Kong Deshui is a smart boy, otherwise Haiwanju would not have arranged for him to be a doorman.
The job of a doorman requires good eyesight and a bright mind.
So after he started studying, he got in quickly.
After three to five months, Teacher Guo found an opportunity for him to perform the most basic cross talk "Name the Dish" on stage.
Lao Guo hid by the curtain of the backstage door and listened.
Hey, this guy can do it!
Clear articulation and loud voice.
After all, with the foundation of a doorman, the doorman also needs to shout and speak. Kong Deshui really has some innate advantages.
The most important part of "Reporting the Name of the Dish" is the passage.
Teacher Guo listened carefully, thinking that the rhyme was not very good, but he finished it completely without skipping a word.
The performance of the whole show was quite satisfactory, a little nervous, but there were no major flaws.
This is my first time on stage, so it’s already pretty good.
Let Lao Guo’s eyes light up.
“My junior brother has a good taste!”
“The children he brought are really good.”
"Talented, this is the material!"
Seeing that the young man performed well, he immediately arranged for Yue Longgang to perform on stage.
Then... there is no more.
As soon as the narrow-eyed fat boy came on stage and saw the hundreds of audience members sitting under the stage, he broke out in a cold sweat before he even opened his mouth.
My lips were purple, my whole body was shaking, and my head was blank.
This is the same as when many people were pulled on stage to speak when they were students.
But the student can tremble, but he can't!
How can an actor have stage fright?
I shivered for a minute before I managed to speak.
Teacher Guo was still listening behind the curtain. When he heard him open his mouth, he frowned.
His speech was slurred, as if he had a sock stuffed in his mouth.
Not only that, but he also has an accent from his hometown.
Compared with the Kong De Shui that came with us, the single-mouthed bar is far inferior.
Actually, Yue Longgang cannot be entirely blamed for this.
He is from Henan, and Kong Deshui is from Hebei.
They have a natural advantage over him in speaking Mandarin.
What happened next was even worse. I kept talking for two or three minutes without even turning over a single piece of luggage.
The audience in the audience immediately shouted, "That's great."
After the "Yu" sounds became louder, Xiaoyue became even more nervous. Even though he was being burned by several spotlights, cold sweat fell on his forehead.
“Go down!”
"Go down!"
"Go down!"
The audience started to chase people away.
The little fat man was petrified on the spot and stood stunned on the stage.
Seeing that the audience was about to hit people with the teacups and bowls in their hands, Teacher Guo hurriedly got out from behind the curtain.
"Everyone, I'm sorry."
"This is one of our young students here."
"Thank you for giving students the opportunity."
"I'm not good at studying. I'm sorry for my lack of skills."
"I will tell you something as an apology..."
The audience came here to see him and Brother Qian. As soon as they saw him on stage, they laughed and applauded, and the matter was over.
But then, Kong Deshui was arranged to go on stage three times a week for practical training.
As for Yue Longgang, he could only continue sweeping the floor and wiping the tables, listening to the performance of his buddy who came with him on the stage.
Already introverted, he felt even more inferior.
And he is the opposite of Kong Deshui, that kid will cause trouble.
In front of and behind the stage, senior brothers and sisters, uncles and uncles, encouraged people to work hard, and even served tea and water. They were diligent and clever, and everyone was happy to see them.
And what about Yue Longgang?
Everyone has his head lowered when he sees one, and he has no eyesight and will only try his best.
I am a slow learner. I have been here for a few months and my accent has not been corrected yet.
This comparison disgusted everyone who saw it.
So, what does today’s matter have to do with the above?
Early this morning, Brother Qian called me.
Deyuan Club is meeting collectively to discuss Yue Longgang’s stay!
Zhang Yuan has known for a long time that Xiaoyue is the type who is partial to others and has a late awakening.
Not only have I not learned about art, but I have also not learned about life.
Therefore, there have been people in the group who have been provocative, saying that they want to kick out this kid who has no talent or ability.
Teacher Guo remained silent. After all, it was Zhang Yuan who brought him here.
But there are more and more noises, especially from the "Jinmen Gang" who have newly joined the group in order to open a branch. Some people keep saying that they want Xiaoyue to be expelled.
Guo Degang is from Jinmen.
His wife Wang Hui is also from Jinmen and is the fourth generation descendant of Jinmen Jingyun Dagubai Sect. She is considered a famous teacher.
This group of crosstalk actors in Jinmen was recruited by Wang Hui.
Brother Qian explained to Zhang Yuan while walking.
Logically speaking, Brother Qian can find excuses not to come to this kind of meeting.
He doesn't like to get involved in things, so he just doesn't express his opinion.
But for Zhang Yuan, he not only came, but also tipped off the news and called him over quickly.
Very interesting.
Backstage of Guangde Building, in front of a small house.
Zhang Yuan generously unscrewed the door handle and walked in.
“He’s not that capable, so don’t waste your time here.”
“We don’t lack a sweeper either.”
"Hey, let's discuss the recruitment of cleaners."
Someone was shouting inside, Zhang Yuan walked in with a smile and said something loudly.
Huh...
For a moment, the mute button seemed to be pressed in this room.
Everyone turned their attention to him, and the sound of pindrops could be heard throughout the room.
There was a big long table in the room, with Teacher Guo sitting at one end and actors on both sides.
The two students named Jin Zi and Xiao Wei, like Kong Deshui, did not sit down but stood nearby.
Zhang Yuan glanced at it, and then walked to the other end of the table carelessly.
There is someone sitting here.
Zhang Yuan raised his chin towards the seated man.
The other party didn't move.
"Why, your butt is stuck to the stool?"
"Would you like me to give you a scraper?"
Hearing what he said, He stood up quickly with a cold face and stepped aside.
After Zhang Yuan sat down, he and Teacher Guo happened to be at opposite ends of the long table, facing each other.
"Get up." Zhang Yuan pointed to the person next to him: "Give my assistant a seat."
Zhao Jueju also sat down.
She looked around cautiously.
“Brother Zhang Yuan is so domineering.”
“As soon as he came, no one dared to speak out.”
That's natural.
When the group first started.
The hooligans made trouble, and he settled it.
He was the one who settled the matter when his peers reported it.
Who dares to touch his reverse scale easily?
It's useless to blow the shadow of a famous tree, you have to look at things.
Zhang Yuan has really "contributed to the club", and the one sitting here is not as famous as him, so of course I don't dare to speak loudly to him.
The two people who "gave up their seats" to him and Zhao Jue could only stand, not daring to express their anger.
"Junior brother, you didn't even say a word when you came. I thought you were filming somewhere else." Teacher Guo smiled and said, "Xiaowei, give your junior uncle a cup of tea."
"No, I'm not thirsty." Zhang Yuan waved his hand and said, "What are you talking about?"
"Let me hear it."
"I happen to have very little time to come to the club."
"Although I own half of the shares of Deyuan Club, I have never had time to participate in management. Quite ashamed.”
The room became quieter.
Half shares, no participation in management... This is a reminder to everyone.
Brother Qian had also sat down, took a sip of tea, and watched quietly.
“Say, keep talking, everything should be discussed openly, don’t stop just because I’m here.” Zhang Yuan pressed his hands towards the crowd.
"Well, that's it, junior brother." Guo Degang said with a confused look on his face.
“Yue Longgang’s recent performance has been quite mediocre, and many people within the team are dissatisfied with him.”
“So everyone got together today just to talk about where he will go next. Leave a question.”
"Where is the person involved?" Zhang Yuan crossed his arms and asked.
"Xiaoyue didn't come."
"Heh..." Zhang Yuan chuckled.
Are we signing the Munich Agreement?
The parties concerned are not even qualified to observe.
"Okay, let's talk about it and I'll listen."
"Everyone can speak freely. After all, our association is democratic and everyone's opinions are important." Zhang Yuan said with a kind smile.
Everyone here, look at me and I will look at you.
In fact, this incident was a test of Zhang Yuan based on Yue Longgang's failure to live up to his expectations.
After all, he is usually too busy to manage the cross talk club.
Therefore, this is not a question of employee retention, but a question of management power.
The sudden layoffs of many large companies are actually the result of infighting among the top management, and they are all the same.
The one who wants management rights is nothing more than the successor of Jingyun Dagu.
We discussed for a while, winking at each other.
A few minutes later, finally, a middle-aged man with triangular eyes, a crew cut, and a Jinmen accent spoke.
"Let me tell you, that boy..."
"Wait a minute!" Zhang Yuan interrupted.
"What is your surname?" "My name is Wu De."
"Are you also from our Hou family?" Zhang Yuan pretended to be surprised. : "My master Hou Yuewen never said he had you as his disciple."
"I, I'm not from Hou Men."
"Oh, I think so." Zhang Yuan raised his hand: "You continue."
This person was stunned for a long time.
Brother Qian on the side almost laughed out loud.
“Zhang Yuan is bad enough!”
"What this means is that the people from the Hou family have the final say in Deyuan Society. You, an outsider, have the final say."
Guo Degang and he are both disciples of the Hou family, and Brother Qian’s master Shi Fukuan He is Mr. Hou’s partner and a member of the Hou family.
You are not a disciple of the Hou family. Is it your turn to speak here?
We all drive Mercedes, Rolls-Royce, you drive Mazda, what qualifications do you have to say.
At the same time, Guo Degang also twitched the corner of his mouth.
Because his wife was not from the Hou family... He understood the meaning behind Zhang Yuan's words.
This Wu De was silent for a long time, but he had to shoot the arrow. He had already spoken, so he could only bite the bullet and continue talking.
"This is Yue Longgang, he is stupid and has no rules."
"I have no eyesight and my articulation is not clear."
"Practice does not require hard work."
"I was kicked off the stage as soon as I came on stage, and the audience almost smashed the tea bowl."
"Yes, yes, yes, sweeping the floor is not easy." As soon as this person spoke, others immediately followed him.
“Eat more!”
“Snoring while sleeping.”
“Sweaty feet!”
"If you don't take a shower, your armpits will stink."
Zhang Yuan was listening, but he sprayed everything from head to toe, inside and out.
Crosstalk actors are language workers, so you can imagine how hateful it is to hurt people.
"Everyone has an opinion, Teacher Guo, tell me what to do!"
After spraying for more than ten minutes, maybe because he was tired, Wu De patted the table and asked Xiang Guo Degang.
Teacher Guo had been looking at Zhang Yuan's expression, and then spoke cautiously.
"Junior brother, you brought this person, what do you think?"
At this time, as soon as Zhang Yuan opens his mouth, they will stop him with the same rhetoric they just said.
If you force such a bad person to stay, then any problems in the club will be your responsibility.
Then, even if there is no problem in the group, there will still be a lot of problems surrounding Xiaoyue.
Expelling him at that time will further damage his prestige and right to speak.
However, these crosstalk talkers have too narrow eyelids!
What they are good at is talking, so they always want to take advantage of it.
And Zhang Yuan was about to tell them what a dimensionality reduction strike was.
"Everyone is tired after talking for so long. I also need to go to the toilet."
"I will express my opinion in ten minutes."
After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he stood up without giving them a chance to agree or deny.
Then he whispered a few words to Zhao Jue, who had been following him.
Zhao Xunjie received the order and walked out.
Not long after, in the back alley of Guangde Building, several old men with Jinmen accents were smoking together.
"Wu De, good job!"
"No loss of status!"
"Let's see what he does!"
Wu De was smoking proudly, his eyes were filled with tears. He narrowed his eyes with joy.
My "charge" today will definitely pay off in the future, so cool!
"Teacher Wu, hello."
At this moment, Zhao Xueyuan came to several people.
Pretending to be well-behaved, he completely put away his usual heroic and heroic warrior aura.
He nodded towards Wu De and smiled sweetly.
“Hello, can I take a step to talk to you?”
Wu De raised his eyebrows.
This girl is so handsome!
Jinmen is the same as the Magic City. The flood and drought wharf is the place where gangsters appear.
The traditional profession of cross talk is inherently a mixed bag.
When you put on a coat, you are an actor, but when you take off the coat, you tease women. This is very common.
Zhao Juejue's looks are not outstanding in the cast of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", that's because there are such beauties as Liu Qianqian and Chen Zihan!
If she were among ordinary people, she would definitely be called a little beauty.
When Wu De saw her smiling sweetly at him, his heart almost melted.
This is called the desire for disaster that has not yet been exhausted, and the desire for lust arises again.
“Hey, what are you looking for?” He returned immediately.
Zhao Jue has been acting for several months, and his acting skills have improved a lot. At this time, he raised his little hand and waved towards the other party, then twisted his waist and walked towards no one.
"I'm coming!" This man's soul almost disappeared and he hurriedly followed.
He thought, it must be my words that made Zhang Yuan uncomfortable, so the assistant came to say nice things to me and win me over.
Then I must not take advantage of it!
After jogging to the depths of the alley, this man turned a corner and poked his head out.
"Sister, where are you putting it?"
"Here!" A female voice sounded, but it was no longer as gentle as before, but with a bit of heroism.
Then the person felt like the world was hanging upside down, and the person seemed to be floating.
When he reacts again.
My face was already on the ground, and my whole body was pressed to the cold and wet ground.
Zhao Yuanju used a standard small grabbing posture to clasp the opponent's hands behind his back, and wrapped his other arm around the opponent's neck, making him not only unable to move, but also unable to cry out.
“You have to pay the price for being a standout.”
At this time, Zhang Yuancai was holding a cigarette and walking slowly from a distance.
He chuckled in his heart. When he talked to Yang Buting before, he was still thinking that he, with his small arms and legs, must not take sides and intervene in the internal struggle of China Film.
I didn’t expect that when I turned around, some fool would dare to intervene in the internal struggle of Deyuan Society.
Looking at the opponent's little arms and legs, which were tightly locked by Zhao Yuanjie, he had only one thought.
"This ten thousand yuan salary is well spent."
"You, what are you going to do..." As soon as the man on the ground opened his mouth, Zhao Xunjie strangled him hard, and the man immediately stood up He rolled his eyes and closed his mouth.
Zhang Yuan squatted next to Wu De, took out the red-hot cigarette butt from his mouth, and pointed it towards the other person's eyes.
As soon as this person closed his eyes, his heart was beating wildly.
But after a while, I didn't feel the pain of burning my skin, and then I opened my eyes.
I saw that Zhang Yuan had pressed the cigarette butt on the ground less than two centimeters away from his cheek.
A charred circular mark immediately appeared on the moss-covered ground.
Wu De never expected that this disciple of the Hou family, a film and television star, would actually take action directly!
Nonsense!
A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything, because he can't fight.
Who is still talking nonsense with you when you are crushed by strength?
"I'll give you two ways now."
"One, I have fifty thousand yuan here, take it and go back to Tianjin, immediately, now."
"And you are never allowed to return to the imperial capital or Deyuan Society."
"The next day, I will use the 50,000 yuan for your medical expenses."
"I will find an ambulance to take you back to Tianjin."
"You choose." Zhang Yuan lit another cigarette: "Give me your answer before I finish smoking this cigarette, otherwise I will default to your choice of the second one."
The man on the ground thought for a moment.
Fifty thousand yuan in medical expenses...what will it cost?
How many bones do you have to break to pay this much?
In those days, hemiplegia in a car accident could only compensate so little.
I thought about it again, fifty thousand yuan!
I only earn a few thousand yuan a month at Deyuanshe, which is equivalent to more than a year's salary!
This one glanced at Zhang Yuan who looked extremely relaxed and even hummed a Peking Opera aria.
With the corner of his eye, he glanced at Zhao Jue, who looked serious, but was not surprised by this.
This man swallowed hard.
He knew that these two were not bluffing, they were serious!
More than ten minutes later, in the small room where the meeting was held.
“Why haven’t you come back yet?”
"It's not like he ran away."
"Hey hey hey..."
Many people from the "Jinmen Gang" saw that the rest time had passed but Zhang Yuan had not returned yet. Then he laughed.
Only Guo Degang and other people who were familiar with Zhang Yuan had their expressions gradually gloomy.
“Oh, I have a stomachache and I’m a little late coming back.”
Soon after, Zhang Yuan returned with a smile, but Zhao Xuexuan did not follow him.
She went to "send" someone off.
"Okay, let's continue talking."
"Oh, by the way, it's my turn to express my position, right? Let me talk about it..."
"Slow down. ”
As soon as he opened his mouth, someone interrupted.
“Everyone hasn’t arrived yet.”
“Yes, Wu De hasn’t come back yet.”
They must wait for the boss who just took the lead in confronting Zhang Yuan. Brother is back, after all, he is the main attacker.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to mention it." Zhang Yuan said with a warm smile, clapping his hands to attract everyone's attention.
"Wu De came to me just now and said."
"He voluntarily quit Deyuan Club and will not come back again."
"He should have gone straight to the bus station back to Tianmen now. ”
“Hey, he’s a pretty good actor, what a pity.”
Huh...
Just like when he first entered the room, everyone fell silent again.
I just scolded the people brought by Zhang Yuan. After more than ten minutes, they were all gone?
There is no fool here, so I naturally know that voluntarily quitting is a lie.
Zhang Yuan must have forced him away!
Everyone froze.
They didn't expect that the young actor would strike so quickly and cruelly!
If you dare to go against his will, you will be taken away directly without any hesitation or consultation with others.
Our association is very democratic... Everyone remembered what he just said.
Who is the citizen of Deyuan Society? He decides. Isn’t this democracy?
"Okay, those people should be here." Zhang Yuan stood up, supported the table with both hands, and continued to speak.
“My opinion is.”
“Young people should be given more opportunities.”
“Give more time to study.”
“You can’t lose because of one failure. It denies a person’s life.”
“Whether one has talent or not cannot be seen in a few months, and it is not something we can decide.”
"So, I think Yue Longgang should stay."
At this point, his eyes swept across everyone present.
Most of these people avoid looking or move back unconsciously.
“I’m done.”
“Who is in favor and who is against?” (End of this chapter)