After half a month, Jing Tian cried twice.

But it got better the next day, and then Yuan Hua must have limped.

On the side of the masked singer, Charlotte overcomes all the difficulties. Yuan Hua heard Wang Han say that the finals are coming soon. If nothing unexpected happens, Charlotte will definitely be in the top three.

Two weeks later, the crew changed into Hengdian.

After Qingming Festival, the weather gets hotter, and sometimes the temperature can reach more than 30 degrees, which makes everyone feel a little unbearable.

So, every day after work, Yuan Hua took them to sing ki and had dinner together on half a day off from time to time.

Si Teng's article is not long, and the content of thirty episodes must be perfect. The actors cannot film with emotions, so Yuan Hua can only do this.

The effect is still there, and everyone is in a much better mood over the past few days.

Just when Yuan Hua thought he had worked hard and made great contributions, Jing Tian secretly told him that everyone was in a good mood because he had not yelled at others these days.

Sitting side by side with Jingtian, Yuan Hua said: "Why is it my problem?"

"Uh-huh!"

"But I'm also asking myself, is it better to act after being yelled?"

Since his debut, most of the actors Yuan Hua met were powerful actors with good acting skills. Later, he made more movies and had higher marks on filming. He worked with either the best actor or the best actor.

Let’s shoot TV series again, and I don’t like anything.

Not to mention Tan Songyun and the others, the director will be scolded by him.

Lines, performances, body movements, depth of field, beauty, props, fighting scenes, TV series and movies are completely different.

One day, he angrily played Jing Tian thirty-six times. He waited for three days to shoot a scene full of sunshine. These are very normal operations in the film industry, and they felt incredible in the eyes of the crew actors.

A few days ago, when he was filming a night scene, the director of a man in his thirties was told that he was crying and was about to leave.

Finally, he finally stayed.

To put it bluntly, they lack experience and have met too few good directors and actors, so their requirements for themselves are reduced.

Running behind Yuan Hua, Jing Tian gave her massage: "That's the case, but don't you think you are too perverted? You always ask us for high standards. Not everyone has the same good acting skills as you."

"Can't you take it step by step? For example, I'm at 80, and you insist on me at 90, is it possible?"

Yuan Hua nodded seriously: "You can reach 70% at most, but how can you get 80?"

Jing Tian exerted force on his hand, and Yuan Hua screamed.

"How do you speak?"

"Okay, you have 80, but my requirements are not high. You have worked with great directors. Those people are called perverts. Who would talk about dramas like me?"

"Besides, wherever you are, you can still get on the set. Look at the actors who play the drama for dozens of minutes, and there are no lingers throughout the whole process. Thousands of lines were completed in one go."

The line skills of actors who are born in drama are generally recognized as good, and Yuan Hua cannot compare with this.

The more he acted, the more he felt that the road was invisible.

But young actors like Tan Songyun, Jing Tian, ​​Li Yifeng, etc., who are just starting out, are already complaining.

"If you haven't become famous yet, don't work hard. After it becomes famous, the director dares not talk about you, and the opponent actors dare not talk about you. Will you still work hard?"

"I'm afraid I can't recite the lines if I take part in seven or eight dramas a year."

Yuan Hua's voice was quite loud, and everyone around him heard it. Li Yifeng, Yang Yang, and Tan Songyun all moved the chair to the side.

He has a high status in the world and is his own boss. He can't say anything, but he can't beat him, and he can't afford to offend him.

This is not the first time Yuan Hua said this these days, and everyone's ears almost heard calluses.

I don’t know when, Jing Tian had already run away.

Seeing that he was bored, Yuan Hua held his forehead and sighed.

At this time, the assistant jogged over with his cell phone: "Brother Hua, I have a phone number."

After reading the caller ID, Wang Han's face changed, and he smiled and said, "Brother Han, is it the masked singer's business?"

At the entrance of Xiangnan International Convention and Exhibition Center, Wang Han waved his hand to his assistant, refused to get on the program team's car, and planned to walk to Taiwan.

"The last recording is over, and Charlotte won the championship."

The whole network knows Charlotte, and it’s meaningless to hide it.

"It's so amazing, there won't be a shady scene, right?" Yuan Hua frowned.

He doesn't know how much Charlotte is? If you want to say that the top three are still possible, why did you win the championship?

"I really won the championship. I just finished the competition and fainted on the stage after singing. I was sent to the hospital directly."

"Really or not?"

It was the first time he heard that he had fainted on the stage when he heard that his first reaction was Charlotte's bitter plan.

Deliberately selling misery and letting the audience vote.

"I saw it with my own eyes, are you real or not? You are ready to prepare. When Charlotte gets better, it will be challenging you in a few days."

"Okay, I get it."

"Are you still singing a new song this time?"

"What do you think?"

Yuan Hua gave a slight answer.

...

In this stage accident, Charlotte was in a coma for a day and night, and after waking up, he had to go on stage, which scared the leader of Xiangnan Satellite TV and almost knelt down and begged him not to go.

The doctor said that Charlotte might die at any time in just a few days.

This is so scary.

This guy is not here to sing. It is obviously a slap in the car. If he dies on stage, how much money will he have to pay.

At the end of the dispute between the two sides, Charlotte still came to power, but signed an extra disclaimer agreement, saying that death on the stage had nothing to do with others.

Yuan Hua took leave to rehearsal that day, and the curious Jing Tian also went there.

Wang Han came to pick him up, and the first sentence he said made Yuan Hua's desire to win, and he couldn't have the idea of ​​winning.

"Charlotte asked me to bring you a word, and he said he wanted to sing for ten years!"

Yuan Hua smiled bitterly, "I lost."

Someone once said that if the songs from the Chinese music scene in the past fifty years are listed on the list, the song in ten years will definitely be among the top ten.
Chapter completed!