Author: I am red

Outside the conference room, Liu Mengjiao tilted her ears and propped her feet up, listening calmly to what was going on in the conference room. However, after a while, she still could not hear the sound she expected to hear.

She graduated last year with a major in opera performance. Since she was a child and had outstanding talent, she entered Guo Jing, the highest palace in the Peking Opera world, after graduation.

Like many of her peers, she is also a loyal fan of Seo Rong, and has been a fan of him since 2007.

Chasing stars is one of the life experiences that most girls will have, just like when she was a child, she also liked Jiao Enjun.

She likes Xu Rong not just because Xu Rong happens to match her aesthetic taste, but because it is said that he is super self-disciplined in life, has strong business ability, and does not have so many messy scandals.

But fate always plays tricks on people.

She is Zhang Junqiu's second disciple. Unfortunately, Zhang Junqiu is Shang Xiaoyun's godson and is godbrother to Xu Rong's teacher Shang Changrong.

When I woke up, my husband became my uncle.

For this reason, she was often joked about by her sisters in private.

But she didn't feel sad about it. Uncle Shi's involvement in Peking Opera meant that as long as she worked hard enough, her chances of getting close to him would continue to increase.

As a Peking Opera actor, he has to go on stage, right?

It’s not that I have any bad thoughts about my uncle, but I just want to get in close contact with my idol to see if he is as perfect as I know him to be.

Yesterday, she heard that her uncle was coming to the courtyard for a meeting today. She got up early in the morning and put on the most beautiful "no makeup" look in her life. According to the analysis of the sisters, her uncle preferred "no makeup".

But when her uncle arrived at the gate of the courtyard, she did not dare to go out.

Before this morning's live broadcast, she regarded him more as a goal to strive for, but now, she suddenly discovered that even her uncle's current height was already beyond her reach in her life.

After her love turned into admiration and adoration, the more she looked at herself in the mirror, the more she felt that her makeup was not perfect enough. By the time she finished touching up her makeup, the meeting had already begun.

The voice in the conference room suddenly became louder.

"I object. Even if it is a skewer, it must be a Peking Opera skewer. It will only last five minutes, and then four minutes will be allocated to other operas?"

"Isn't this a joke!"

"Xu Yuan, what do you think?"

When Liu Mengjiao heard the word "Xu Yuan", she suddenly held her breath.

In the conference room, Xu Rong's eyes swept over the excited Peking Opera performers, and a very slight smile appeared on his face: "What you all said makes sense."

As he spoke, he turned around and kicked the ball to Yu Kuizhi on the opposite side, and asked with a smile: "Teacher Yu, what do you think?"

When Yu Kuizhi saw Xu Rong looking at him with a half-smile, his back subconsciously left the back of the chair.

The news that the Department of Chinese Opera Performance and the Peking Opera Performance major will be separated into a separate Peking Opera department has already spread throughout the Peking Opera circle, and the young man sitting opposite is the key figure in deciding who will be the head of the department.

He considered it for two seconds and said: "First of all, the program must have a certain cultural connotation and fully reflect the artistic beauty of Peking Opera as the quintessence of the Chinese nation."

Seeing that Xu Rong was still smiling but not smiling, Yu Kuizhi couldn't help but raise his voice a little to increase the power of touching: "Secondly, the actors who perform on stage must have excellent professional skills and must not pretend to be fake."

"Furthermore, it must be integrated with the current overall environment, seek innovation and change, and fully take into account the aesthetic tastes of new and old audiences."

"This is difficult. In five minutes, you have to be beautiful, take care of the elderly, and take care of the young. How can it be so easy?"

"If it were easy, why would we drive?"

Probably because he drank too much water just now, Xu Rong stood up gently and walked out of the conference room.

"ah."

Xu Rong looked at the girl outside the door who was frightened by opening the door. He closed the door gently and whispered, "Sorry, please."

He paused as he spoke, waiting for the girl's eyes to start moving again and her face to turn red, before continuing: "Excuse me, how to get to the bathroom?"

"You, you, just walk along the corridor to the end and turn right."

The girl opposite Xu Rong could vaguely guess what was going on with her rapidly rosy face, the mist in her eyes, and her hoarse voice.

"Thank you." After he said this, "Are you an actor from Guojing?"

"Yes, yes, my name is Liu Mengjiao."

"My name is Xu Rong, come on."

"Thanks!"

Seeing the bright speculation in the girl's eyes, Xu Rong smiled and nodded. In terms of seniority, there were almost no peers of his own age in the Peking Opera world. Therefore, he had to always pay attention to the identity of his seniors and the intimacy of the master.

It's just a bit hard to hold it in.

When Xu Rong came back from the bathroom, he no longer saw the girl whose face turned red when she saw him. Instead, the dispute in the conference room became more intense. He was still like a spectator, observing the words and deeds of every participant and bystander.

Those present here are all the top people in the Peking Opera industry. They are all called "artists" when they go out. I am afraid that most people can't imagine that this group of artists will quarrel so fiercely in order to compete for the Spring Festival Gala quota.

While Xu Rong was like an uninvolved spectator, watching a group of famous Peking opera masters quarreling in full swing, the impact of the report fermented and spread over several hours, forming a trend that swept the entire network.

He monopolizes all the hot searches on Weibo from the first to the last, and seven of the top ten hot searches on the entire network are related to him.

Some netizens even made statistics on his three-and-a-half-hour report in the morning. Even though he was completely unscripted, he quoted a total of 123 allusions, ancient sayings, and aphorisms.

This is the third time that Xu Rong has been exposed to the spotlight since he started working in the industry. It is different from the sharp-edged manner he showed when he participated in Yi Lijing's interview for money the first time, and also different from the modesty and caution when he attended "Art Life" for the second time.

For the first time, the cultural background of a top actor was comprehensively demonstrated.

And his report also put an issue that had been without any suspense once again on the table for public discussion.

Should actors be paid sky-high salaries?

In the past, the answer was obvious. Although one party was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer, the public always believed that actors should not receive such huge rewards for their efforts.

But this time, many netizens expressed doubts: With Xu Rong's cultural background, knowledge reserve and talent, when his income decreases, driven by profit, will he be forced to switch to other industries, such as hosting?

Singers or even the teaching and training industry?

In the end, most netizens came to the conclusion that because Xu Rong's own value is too high, it is reasonable to receive sky-high remuneration.

The general audience is also increasingly looking forward to "Drug War", which will be released tomorrow.

As Xu Rong himself said, realism, or works, is the only criterion for measurement.

Compared with the audience's discussion about Xu Rong, the commotion within the film and television industry is even more intense.

Although no one has ever underestimated Xu Rong's influence, it is not until today that they realize that Xu Rong's influence is still greatly underestimated.

Its fans not only include ignorant boys and girls who have not yet formed values, but also have a large number of loyal fans even among highly educated groups with titles such as "artist" and "master".

In view of the huge popularity on the Internet, both traditional film and television capital and new influx of capital have generated huge interest in Xu Rong.

Over the past two years, the industry has generally believed that Han Geng is the artist most promising to replace Xu Rong in terms of commercial value. However, it is not until today that the industry realizes that this is not the case. Xu Rong's commercial value does not come from continuous marketing, but from continuous marketing.

He is so irreplaceable that even without Xu Rong, there is no artist in the industry who can fill his vacancy, allowing all groups in society to reach a unanimous consensus on the concept of "idol".

Especially the elite group, they often have a contemptuous attitude towards artists who are as illiterate as they are.

"Xu Yuan, you're here to comment. It's obviously the Thirteen Wonders, does it have to be performed by thirteen people?"

Xu Rong's thoughts were interrupted again. He had been carefully observing everyone's movements, expressions, and their mentality. When he heard someone asking a question, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Everyone has something to say.

The truth is, in fact, I am just a newcomer in our industry, so it’s really hard to evaluate me.”

"Xu Yuan's words are to the point!"

"Hey, Master Xu is still fair."

Xu Rong still chuckled. He had no intention of getting involved in the bullshit in the Peking Opera circle. However, considering that this year was likely to be the only time he would attend the Spring Festival Gala, he could never accept the failure of the show due to internal conflicts and entangled interests among many parties.

At that time, as the actor with the longest seniority and the highest rank in the program group, by not taking a stand, he could continue to consolidate his voice within the program group.

Of course, the main reason was that he completely turned a blind eye to the temperament and temperament of the person sitting here, and it was really difficult for him to speak.

And as the sun sets, his mind is not on what program to perform in the Spring Festival Gala. Anyway, he has already made up his mind to sing Cao Cao in the Spring Festival Gala.

Just smear the paint on your face and find Bao Gong. As long as he doesn't tell, who can tell which one is Xu Rong?

Watching the sun gradually setting outside the window, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. In seven or eight hours, "Drug War" will officially meet the audience.

Qing Yishui's favorable comments during the screening were meaningless. The reviewers invited were all well-connected, and those with bad connections were not invited. In addition, given his current status in the literary and art circles and his "bright future", it was

Most people will give him some face.

In the early morning, the premiere ceremony of "Drug War".

A short female reporter in her early twenties looked at Xu Rong, who was wearing a suit and a red festive tie on the stage, and asked: "Xu Rong, the suit you are wearing is the one you wore for the live broadcast yesterday morning.

Is it that I noticed that you always seem to be dressed like this no matter what event you attend?"

Xu Rong knows this small-faced female reporter. He is her in almost every CCTV interview. He smiled and said: "I want to correct you. Yesterday morning it was a blue tie and today it is a red tie. But you are right.

The clothes are indeed the same as yesterday.”

"Hahaha." Not a single audience left in the theater, and there were even a lot of people pouring in at the door.

When the female reporter saw her colleague gesticulating wildly at her, she knew that she could not use public affairs for personal gain. After the laughter subsided, she said, "Xu Rong, if, I mean, if you saw Cai Tianming, what would you say to him?"

"First of all, I think this kind of question doesn't make much sense. We won't meet, and I don't want to say anything to him."

Xu Rong gently shook his head and looked at the female reporter: "A person's choices are a concentrated reflection of his past growth environment and experiences. Do you know what Cai Tianming's past was like? He grew up listening to Mr. Zhongshan's stories in his childhood.

, like Mr. Zhongshan, he also likes to climb Fragrant Mountain and look at Hong Kong in the distance, and also wants to build a career that will be praised by future generations, but what is the reality? He dropped out of school due to family poverty when he was young, and young people went out to work and were bullied and even abused."
To be continued...