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Chapter 8 Daily Life(1/2)

After rewriting the contents of the biography that had been torn out by censorship, Xu Rong stretched and secretly sighed: Fortunately, the rest of it was not written, otherwise it would have been a big loss if it had been torn out.

He has the rest of the content in mind, but he is not in a hurry. He plans to rest for a while and organize his thoughts before continuing to write.

After leaving the study, Xu Rong walked around the practice room first, but didn't see a single figure. When he reached the stairs, he heard the faint chatter coming from downstairs, occasionally mixed with a few crisp laughs.

He listened carefully for a while, and after discerning the content of the three people's chat, he couldn't help but laugh.

Classmate Xiao Zhang, Xu Xing and Song Yi were talking about emotional intelligence.

Normally, this topic would be very heavy for any of the three of them, but when the three of them got together, they actually agreed with each other's opinions and feelings, especially when they complained about certain people.

Feel the same.

Xu Rong went downstairs and followed the sound to the door of the kitchen. He looked inside and saw Song Yi helping classmate Xiao Zhang. Xu Xing helped him and said, "Xiao Song, please rest and stop working."

Song Yi turned around, rubbed his lotus root-like wrist against a strand of hair hanging from his forehead, showed a sweet smile and said, "It's okay, Brother Xu, are you done?"

"Finished? It's still early!"

While washing the dishes, Song Yi casually asked: "Brother Xu, we were talking about you just now. Do you think I have any eyesight?"

Not hearing Xu Rong's answer, she added: "When I was in school, my teacher said that I had low emotional intelligence and told me not to enter the entertainment industry. After graduation, my colleagues in the hospital said that I had no vision, but actually I can."

I’m curious, is my emotional intelligence really low?”

"Haha, no way, no way." Xu Rong laughed dryly, turned around and walked to the living room. If he answered Song Yi's question honestly, then he would have really low emotional intelligence.

Because it’s not that Song Yi doesn’t have the ability to see, it’s that he doesn’t have the eyesight.

He remembered that some time ago he and Ren Ming took Song Yi to the rehearsal hall. Ren Ming was in the middle, he walked on the left side of Ren Ming, and Song Yi walked on the right side of Ren Ming.

When they arrived at the door of the rehearsal hall, he and Ren Ming paused subconsciously. As a result, the two of them were embarrassed on the spot.

Because in their subconscious mind, Song Yi should go over and open the door first, but when the two stopped, they found that Song Yi had his hands peacefully in his pockets, just listening to their chat.

She didn't seem to realize that she had to step forward and open the door.

What surprised Xu Rong the most was that when he saw that the development of the situation was different from what he had expected, he hurriedly walked over and opened the door, intending to let Ren Ming go in first. However, while turning sideways, he turned his head and saw Song Yi passing over him and him.

Ren Ming just walked in.

Went in.

Went in.

At that moment, he and Ren Ming stood at the door, looking at Song Yi's back, their eyes facing each other, and they could only smile bitterly.

The leaders and seniors of Renyi have always been committed to creating a "family" atmosphere. For young people, whether in conferences, meetings or daily life, they always take the trouble to emphasize that "you should treat Renyi as your home" and "treat the courtyard as your home".

Your colleagues are your brothers and sisters.”

This is also the reason why his and Feng Yuanzheng's ideas have never been accepted, because neither Zhang Heping nor Pu Cunxi, even the still active Lan Tianye and Mr. Zhu Xu, do not agree with the management of theaters in a strict manner.

But Song Yi really believed it. Maybe it was because in daily life, Zhang Heping and Pu Cunxi really had no airs. Although Ren Ming always acted like a Spartan during rehearsals, when he walked out of the rehearsal hall, he always

With a smile, he is like a generous elder to the younger generation.

But in his opinion, Zhang Heping may be the least arrogant, but he is also the most arrogant. He is always quite kind to ordinary employees, but he has a completely different attitude towards middle-level cadres.

He would occasionally make jokes about Pu Cunxi, because Pu Cunxi treated him as a junior and he treated him as an elder. He would maintain respect for Ren Ming. After all, there are too few gentlemen like Ren Ming at the moment.

In fact, he has always been curious about what kind of environment made Song Yi what he is today. In terms of business ability, Song Yi may not be ranked high in the arts, but when it comes to the entertainment industry, he is definitely in the first echelon among his peers.

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As a veteran in the film and television industry, Xu Rong knows very well that strong business ability can only make you famous for a while, just like Zhou Jie who has completely disappeared.

He was going to give her a reminder when he had time. His own experience and growth had proven that emotional intelligence could be developed. Of course, the premise was that he had a strong will to change.

"Teacher Xu, go call grandpa, we are going to eat soon." Xiao Zhang's voice came from the kitchen.

"Oh, I know."

Xu Rong changed her shoes and went out, walking along the tree-lined neighborhood and straight to the small lake in the middle of the neighborhood.

It is said to be a small lake, but in fact it is just a large pond with a water depth of less than 30 centimeters. There are many goldfish in it. Grandpa often plays chess and chats with several elderly people in the community in the pavilion in the middle.

When they arrived at the lake, they happened to see a few old people leaving. Xu Rong hurriedly walked over and greeted his grandfather and grandmother.

"Grandpa Liu, please slow down."

"Goodbye, Grandpa Zhang."

After they said goodbye, after walking a few steps, Xu Rong turned around and glanced at the elderly people who were going back to their respective homes, and asked: "Grandpa, why don't you see Grandpa Liu and Grandpa Zhao?"

"Oh, the weather is getting colder. They said they went to Sanya to recuperate."

Xu Rong said "Oh" and understood what was going on. At the same time, he silently calculated in his mind that there were several old people in the community who often chatted with his grandfather who only lived here in spring and autumn. In summer, they usually went to live in the mountains.

When the weather gets colder, they will be taken to the south again.

Of course, my home currently does not have the same high standards as those elderly people, but moving to Sanya in the winter should not be a big problem.

When I got home, the food was ready.

As soon as Xu Rong and his grandfather sat down, Song Yi asked: "Brother Xu, after you left just now, we were discussing a problem. There are so many people nowadays who make bad movies, but why can they always accept them?"

So many scenes?"

Xu Rong sighed and said, "Maybe, they have their strengths."

Song Yi immediately said: "Then why don't you propose setting a threshold for actors?"

She knew that Xu Rong, as the head of the Department of Chinese Drama and a representative of young actors, had the power to propose proposals during the year-end meetings.

Xu Rong understood what Song Yi meant. She was targeting the vigorous star-making movement now being carried out by capital.

He does have the right to make proposals, but that's all.

Grandpa smiled and explained: "Son, let me ask you a question first. For example, if Xiao Zhang doesn't know how to act, and Xu Rong recommends it, but they don't agree, do you think Xu Rong can follow them?"

"But Sister Xiaofei is not them after all?"

Xu Xing lowered her head and ate in silence, without saying a word, for fear that Song Yi would notice her. Only then did she deeply feel that Song Yi's emotional intelligence was exactly what she said.

Seeing a grain of rice fall on the table, Xu Rong said, "Let's put it this way, if anyone dares to say that, I will unite all the people I know and treat it just like this grain of rice."

He said and pressed his fingers on it, crushing the rice grains into pieces.

Taking the paper handed over by Xu Xing, wiping his hands, he added: "The problem you mentioned is difficult to solve, but it is also easy to solve. It is impossible to set entry barriers first, because acting itself is

It can be divided into two aspects: talent and technology. If we only measure it by technical standards, it will restrict many talented people."

He paused and then continued: "Furthermore, if I do that, I am this grain of rice. It is the same for every crew. Even if I am the leading actor and do not allow people from the management to participate in the show, they will still make the same mistake."

Similar choices, because you can't rely on others to pay and don't let them speak, one or two is fine, but over time, you will be dead."

Xiao Zhang looked at him and asked: "Then just keep watching like this?"

"No, I'm preparing for "Beiping."

"What does this have to do with "Beiping"?"

"You will know later."

Xu Rong smiled, then glanced at Xu Xing who didn't dare to take a breath, and said with a smile: "Xiao Song, it's okay to say this at home, but don't mention it when you go out."

"Oh, I remember."

In the past, Xu Rong only wanted food and clothing, and he could not care about the quality of others' lives.

Now, he has just solved the problem of food and clothing. By the way, he also has some influence in the industry, but only a little.

Some people are clamoring all day long to industrialize the film industry and lead the trend in the Chinese music scene. The reasons for this are nothing more than two reasons: stupid or bad.

How come he doesn't understand the drawbacks of today's capital-making stars, but he has no ability to forcefully stop it.

Because all film and television companies are doing this, even if Han Sanping faces this situation, she can only say helplessly that this is an inevitable problem that must be faced to promote the industrialization process.

Since we want capital to contribute money and effort, we cannot just let others contribute money and effort, otherwise capital will run away.

What he can influence now, apart from the small group of actors and actresses, is just the overall trend.

"Brother Xu, where will you and Sister Xiaofei hold your wedding?"

Xu Rong saw that following Song Yi's question, Xu Xing also turned his head and stared at him, saying: "You will know when the time comes."

"Brother Xu, just talk about it, I promise it won't be spread."

Xu Rong nodded and said: "It doesn't matter if I tell you, but don't spread it. I don't plan to invite too many people to the wedding."

Xu Xing always felt that Song Yi's eyes seemed to be drifting towards him, so he quickly looked away from her, looked at classmate Xiao Zhang, and asked, "Sister-in-law, where are you?"

"you guess."

"School?"

Classmate Xiao Zhang's almond-shaped eyes widened leisurely: "How did you guess that?"

Xu Xing curled his lips and said, "The first thing I thought about was that when you took wedding photos, you went everywhere except school. You met because of school, so you must be planning to have a wedding there?!"

Song Yi looked at Xu Xing's coherent analysis and said in surprise: "Ah, Xu Xing, you are so smart."

The three of them looked at each other and laughed "hahaha" while holding their bowls.
To be continued...
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