"Oh, I'm afraid you'll confront him."

Zhang Hubei grinned and looked at Wang Qingxiang, who was preparing to take the photo, with no hint of ridicule in his tone.

Xu Rong looked at him doubtfully and asked, "What do you mean?"

He had never heard of Zhang Hubei and Wang Qingxiang having any disputes, but looking at Zhang Hubei's disdainful look, the festival was probably not a small one.

Actors are also human beings, and because they know each other more or less, they are also very enthusiastic about the gossip in the circle. Just like Huang Xiaoming, he is very knowledgeable about all kinds of gossip. Although there is no real evidence, he can tell the truth clearly and make false accusations.

It can be used as a basis for persuading yourself and others.

Zhang Yubei glanced at the set, lowered his voice and said, "I'm famous for not memorizing my lines. I have to use a teleprompter every time I shoot."

Xu Rong didn't believe it. He had worked with Wang Qingxiang and his lines were quite good, so he shook his head and said, "Can't you? The last time I worked with him, I didn't see him needing prompting, and he didn't even

I brought the notebook to the set."

Zhang Yubei glanced at him sideways and asked, "Who is the director?"

"Uncle Li."

Zhang Yubei said matter-of-factly: "Aren't you farting? If you don't memorize your lines in his play, aren't you waiting to be replaced?"

Xu Rong pointed to the studio and said: "Then there is no teleprompter now, and no one is around to prompt the teleprompter. He is also an old actor, how can he do such a shameless thing?"

"That's why I said it's rare." Zhang Yubei laughed "hey" and said: "I heard a while ago that he filmed a movie and had to be reminded how to move, just like a puppet on strings.

, I just put my face together and said, don’t believe it, I’m still a male.”

Xu Rong was stunned when he heard what he said was true, and then asked: "Is it true or false?"

If what Zhang Yubei said is true, then this teacher Wang is too preoccupied with others. He will only work hard on the plays of great directors, while directors with less famous reputation will only show his face.

In comparison, the little girl from before was pretty good. Although she didn't write it down, she more or less memorized it.

"Who knows, but since someone said this, I guess it can't be true." Zhang Yubei's tone was not sure, and he said: "Relatively speaking, he is not well-known. There is an actor who plays the role of emperor all the time, and he also has this kind of character.

Sex, if the director can't suppress him, someone will remind him of every word, and he will be equipped with an artificial teleprompter."

Xu Rong tilted his head and went over the familiar actor who played the emperor in his mind. He had worked with Chen Baoguo before, and he had never failed because of his lines.

Another person who often plays the role of emperor is Tang Gaoqiang, so he lowered his voice and asked: "Tang Gaoqiang?"

Zhang Yubei hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Who else could it be besides him?"

"Why?"

Xu Rong didn't know whether it was his attitude or a deeper reason, but at least for now, Wang Qingxiang didn't use a teleprompter or an artificial teleprompter, nor did he let the assistant director prompt him on how to move, otherwise, he would really have to deal with him

The impression has been greatly improved.

Zhang Yubei couldn't answer this question, but he said instead: "Actually, there is another way of saying that he is born with this ability defect, that is, he cannot remember words."

Xu Rong rolled her eyes at him and said: "You can pull it off. If you really can't remember, how did you get the role when you were young? And sometimes you can remember it, sometimes you can't. Who will believe it?"

"But, having said that," Xu Rong glanced at Wang Qingxiang again and said, "I have never seen him use a teleprompter."

The meaning of his words is very obvious. Hearing is false and seeing is believing. If Wang Qingxiang really gives him a live performance, he will never say no again. But if people don't give him this chance, he has the right to be a gossip.

Listened.

Zhang Yubei smiled and didn't answer. He had heard people say it, but he wasn't sure whether that was the case.

But there was one thing he had to be reminded of, saying: "What you did before was actually not very appropriate."

"That little girl?" Xu Rong frowned and looked at Zhang Yubei and said, "I really didn't say anything to her. I just asked her to memorize her lines before filming. Who knew she would cry suddenly? I can't beg her."

Let her memorize the lines."

Zhang Yubei spread his hands and said: "But there is someone behind me. If you cast this play, don't say a few words about her. Even if you point your finger at the director's nose and scold her, he will still have to laugh and listen. But the key point is

You are not an investor."

"Then what do you think we should do if we encounter something like this in the future? Just coax it?"

"You can't say that." Seeing Xu Rong's puzzled expression, Zhang Yubei said, "Actually, if you think about it, I'm not stupid, so why do you dare to do that? When we show the sword, do you dare not to recite the lyrics?"

Seeing Xu Rong shaking his head, Zhang Yubei said: "There is someone above. I guess most people can't touch her. This time she is a soft persimmon and has no brains. She has a little color and doesn't know how high the sky is. But you have to understand that not everyone is the same."

You are a soft persimmon, if you meet someone like you, the biggest investor decides directly, but you just don’t memorize your lines, who can do anything to you? If you tell me, you will only lose your own face, and nothing will change.”

"But I won't do that."

Xu Rong understood what Zhang Hubei meant and pretended that he didn't see it.

"How can you guarantee that others won't do it?" Zhang Yubei made up his mind to change Xu Rong's mind. Regardless of whether Xu Rong did it intentionally or unintentionally, sooner or later he would offend others. "For example, one day you will follow

Tang Zouqiang has cooperated, and then when you two are filming, you say something, and one of his people will help with the lyrics, and when he is done, he will repeat it to you, do you say it or not?"

Xu Rong was not sure what he would do in such a situation. He just shrugged his shoulders and said: "If you say that, I will have to cooperate with him when I have a foundation in the future."

"What do you mean?"

"Let's set up a character." Xu Rong raised his chin towards Wang Qingxiang in the field, half jokingly, half seriously: "This teacher Wang is not smart enough, so stepping on it will be of no use, but if he steps on Tang Qiang, he will either fall."

Die, or go straight to heaven."

"Your idea is good, but wait until you have that status first, otherwise you will accidentally get banned later and you won't be able to cry."

"What status do you feel?"

"At least you have to be like Li Youbin, otherwise I'll slap you to death with a backhand. It's an old rule that you can eat as much food as you want."

Xu Rong was still a little puzzled and asked: "But why doesn't anyone say anything about this kind of thing?"

"Who said that?" Zhang Yubei chuckled and said, "Young people don't dare to say it, but those with seniority and status don't care to say it. The worst is that they won't cooperate in the future."

Xu Rong patted his butt, stood up, and did not discuss any more. After he asked, he actually understood that when he reached Li Youbin's position, he no longer cared about the heat of stepping on others, otherwise he would be covered in fishy smell.

Not worth it.

As for those who can't stand it, Zhang Yubei made it clear that the bigger the belly, the bigger the bowl of rice.

He was about to prepare for a scene opposite Wang Qingxiang. Whether it was true or not would be known later, because he remembered that Wang Qingxiang had a lot of lines next.

Only one photo was taken. When Xu Rong saw that Wang Qingxiang was halfway through speaking, he opened his mouth and said nothing, and his face became strange.

He believed it, and it looked like this guy really didn't memorize his lines.

"Get ready and start again." Zhao Junkai didn't name anyone, saving face for Wang Qingxiang.

"I'm sorry." Wang Qingxiang saw that Xu Rong had a strange look on his face, and he pointed to his temple with embarrassment, "I hurt this after drinking before, and I always forget my words. Please wait for me for a few minutes, and I'll go over it first."

Xu Rong nodded slightly, was silent for a while, and said, "Teacher Wang, you're too polite."

He didn't know what it felt like to not be able to remember his lines, but looking at Wang Qingxiang's ashamed look, he could feel it a little bit.

Maybe it’s not that I don’t memorize the words, but that I really can’t remember them. Otherwise, who would be willing to lose such a big face in front of a junior if it only lasts about ten minutes?

When he was filming the Ming Dynasty, in order not to be embarrassed, he didn't dare to bring a notebook with him during the entire filming period.

At the same time, he also made up his mind to drink less in the future and not get drunk every time.

As for giving up drinking completely, he also knew that it was impossible to do so. Huang Xiaoming was so popular that he still couldn't avoid drinking when it was time to drink.

But he didn't want to lose his ability to remember his lines because of drinking.

As an actor, speaking lines is a basic skill. If you fall into a problem like Wang Qingxiang's, you will basically miss this path. Wang Qingxiang can still hang out in the industry because of his strong business ability, but the reason why he always plays supporting roles is probably

It has a lot to do with his problem.
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