Fame From Part Time Efforts Chapter 6

Ying Shao was awakened by the cold. He had already lost a lot of blood, and he had been lying on the ground for half the night in the middle of spring. He almost died.

He got up trembling, only to feel a sharp pain on his face and his nose as if it had been run over by a truck. He covered his nose and looked around, finding himself in a parking lot. The two evil spirits had long disappeared, and there was no trace of them, except for a small pile of ashes not far away, but this did not attract much of his attention.

"What happened yesterday?" Ying Shao's accent came out. He thought carefully and it seemed that when he was not in his right mind, he saw a man wearing a tall hat and holding a chain...

A strange thing?

"Has a ghost come here?" Ying Shao asked the golden silkworm Gu he raised.

The golden silkworm Gu is somewhat special compared to other Gu objects. It has a soul and can subjugate the souls of others. Therefore, as a Gu master, Ying Shao dares to take on this kind of job and subdue the evil spirit. It is also the "Gu ghost" that Lao Bai refers to.

---Unfortunately, Ying Shao did not expect that the two sisters were so powerful and he fell into their trap.

The golden silkworm Gu gave Ying Shao a positive answer. It was defeated by the evil spirit last night, but it still had some consciousness. After its master fainted, it had been protecting its master to prevent him from freezing to death.

Ying Shao pondered, so the evil ghost was indeed subdued by the ghost?

That was strange. The ghost officials didn't like to meddle in other people's business, and it was extremely difficult to invite them. Those who could invite the ghost officials to help were not ordinary big shots. Could it be that he encountered a rare kind-hearted ghost official passing by and rescued him, or did the two evil spirits offend him?

Ying Shao thought about it for a long time and felt that the latter was more likely, as those two looked like they were capable of getting into trouble.

Well, luck is also a kind of strength. I deserve this money and my rent is settled. As Ying Shao walked to the hospital, he sent a text message to his employer: I'm done, please transfer the money quickly.

When Ying Shao returned with a bandage on his shoulder and gauze on his nose, he saw the property management standing at his door, talking to his neighbor.

This neighbor is very handsome and is often not at home. Ying Shao suspects that he must be a model or an actor. Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to be very superstitious, so there is no way to make money from him.

Oh, I almost forgot that there is still a mess here. I don't know what the neighbor complained about. He was acting very strangely last night, and he even called himself a liar in front of the neighbor. Ying Shao scratched his head, wondering if he was going to move again.

The property manager saw Ying Shao, who had a bruised face and nose, and asked, "Mr. Ying... is that you?"

It's hard to recognize Ying Shao's face.

"You're finally back. I heard that your house was very noisy last night. Today, your neighbor woke up and saw blood outside, and the door was open. We checked the surveillance camera, but I don't know why it was broken. There was a dent in the elevator, and you were gone... I was thinking about whether to call the police."

The property manager asked tentatively, "Mr. Lan, are you sick and have you been to the hospital?"

Although the surveillance camera in the elevator was broken, the surveillance camera in the community showed that no outsiders came in, and Lan He also said that no one came in, so even if the property management felt that the traces were more like a fight, there was still no evidence to support it. But if he was sick, what disease could cause this?

"Ah? Oh, yes, yes. I had an argument with someone yesterday and got quite excited. I smashed things at home and then I hit my head against the wall. My nose was bleeding and it was very painful. I also dented the elevator. I will pay for the repair of the elevator. You can give me the bill." Ying Shao said nonchalantly.

This really sounds a bit far-fetched. The property management didn't know what disease it was, and the nose bleeds so badly, but there was no evidence. Seeing that Ying Shao was in good spirits, he could only say: "Then take care of yourself..."

The property manager chatted with him for a few more words before leaving.

The neighbor stood at the door, looked at Ying Shao and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice you were sick last night, are you okay?"

"It's okay. I'm the one who caused you trouble." Ying Shao said, "Well, my name is Ying Shao. I'm really sorry to bother you."

"I'm Lan He." Lan He also shook hands with him politely, "It's okay, you are also sick, I didn't know about it last night, if you need help in the future, you can just tell me, as long as I'm at home."

"Haha, okay." Ying Shao thought to himself that he should thank this ignorant neighbor. Even though he had heard his nonsense, he still had firm faith and immediately determined that he was sick, and the property was also led astray.

As he was speaking, his nose started to hurt again, and tears were about to flow out. Damn, my memory of last night was blurry, and I didn't know how cruel that evil spirit was to beat his nose like this!

Seeing his neighbor staring at him, Ying Shao comforted him in a muffled voice: "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt, haha."

Lan He: "Oh."

......

A lot of the origami that Lan He had prepared for Lao Bai was consumed violently yesterday. If it weren't for Little Red and Little Green, it should have been used for a long time. The paper cows and horses he folded were of very good quality.

Fortunately, Lao Bai was not in a hurry to get it done that day, so while Lan He was preparing for the audition, he continued to fold the pieces.

The contact with the evil spirits did give him a lot of feelings, not from the bottom of his heart, but from his soul, which was particularly profound. Thanks to Xiaolu's efforts, he was able to build the character so deeply.

On the appointed day, Lan He and Julian Liu met at a private restaurant. Julian Liu was not only a good actor, but also famous for his eating skills. All the news about him mentioned major restaurants.

This rule has long been summarized by netizens. According to their personal experience, if a restaurant appears in the news more than three times, its taste is basically correct. Director Liu has become a food vane.

The S3x here is very good. Julian Liu is the only one here. When he saw Lan He enter the private room, he waved and said, "Come, sit down, let's eat first and then try."

As expected of Director Liu. Lan He had just sat down when she heard Julian Liu say, "Yesterday I was chatting with the director of photography for the new movie. He mentioned you and he said you had just finished working together on a movie?"

"Yeah." Lan He nodded.

"Good, good, not bad." Julian Liu heard the director of photography talk about Lan He's performance in the group. It was quite good. He was a very down-to-earth person. He liked to use such actors. "I heard that your group was haunted? And it's right next to you?"

"That's right. It is said that there is sleep paralysis, but I haven't seen it, so I'm skeptical." Lan He spoke rather vaguely. He thought it was strange to conclude that there was no such thing, so he just followed the crowd. This is the mentality of most people.

"Yes, the concept of ghosts and gods is still rather vague. I don't think there are ghosts in the world." Julian Liu said.

His tone was firm, and Lan He nodded.

Julian Liu: "But one time when we turned on the camera, our photographer didn't burn the incense, and then the equipment broke down for no apparent reason."

Lan He: "......"

Do you believe it or not?

When Julian Liu said this, the dishes came up. "I ordered a few signature dishes. Let's try them."

Lan He has always loved food and has a good alcohol tolerance, but the company has repeatedly warned him not to eat too much and has always controlled his drinking. Now Julian Liu ordered a table of delicious food, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva when seeing it.

The turbot was fried with porcini mushrooms. The bones were removed, and the fish fillet was extremely smooth and tender, with the fragrance of mushrooms seeping out; a traditional dish from the old capital, stir-fried barbecued meat, with marinated beef slices fried on an iron plate, the aroma of the sauce wafted into Lan He's nose; the blanched choy sum sprouts also looked particularly green and delicious...

The chef's cooking skills were really good, especially the fried and barbecued meat. Lan He felt that he had eaten the best in Beijing. He ate until he was six-tenths full, and reluctantly put down his chopsticks.

"Don't want to eat anymore? Have a little more. There will be dessert later, hahaha." Julian Liu said to Lan He while eating voraciously and in a very ungraceful manner.

Lan He: "......"

Julian Liu's eating manner was so delicious. He even poured the gravy on the rice grains, coating them with the gravy. He then ate it with the vegetables, and could finish half a bowl in one bite.

"Well, then I'll eat another half bowl." Lan He is usually very perseverant, but this is not because she really couldn't resist the temptation. Julian Liu is very good at choosing restaurants.

Lan He ate another half bowl and felt full, so she quickly put down her chopsticks guiltily.

Finally, Julian Liu finished eating and wiped his mouth. "Okay, shall we start now?"

Lan He shuddered and still felt a little nervous.

Julian Liu took out the script and acted with Lan He.

In this play, the villain played by Lan He first talks to the protagonist in front of people and promises to do the protagonist a favor. Then, as soon as the protagonist leaves, he reveals his inner self for the first time.

You have to perform two states of one person with a big enough contrast to make it shocking and make the character itself more convincing.

Lan He had no pressure in playing his public image, and because of his appearance, he often played kind and lovely characters.

This type of actors is not rare in the industry, but when Julian Liu saw him smile with two dimples showing, his eyes seemed to be filled with stream water under the sun, and he still felt that he was unconventional, very sweet and innocent but not silly, and quite spiritual.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Julian Liu said the last line and pulled the chair, symbolizing that he was leaving and closing the door.

Lan He lowered his head and remained silent for a while. Then he raised his hand, and Julian Liu realized that he had a knife in his hand. This was not in the script. The knife itself was just a small bone knife with no blade in the private room. He didn't even notice Lan He took it. It seemed that he took it on impulse.

Lan He held the knife in his hand and danced it with his fingers nimbly, swinging it beautifully, which immediately attracted people's attention to his hand.

---Large-scale paper-making requires splitting bamboo strips, and he is quite skilled at it.

This is like a prelude, a metaphor. Julian Liu said nothing. Lan He's body language made him feel that the added setting was perfect. His movements were smooth and sharp, just like the character.

Suddenly, the knife got stuck into the fruit - as a decorative knife, it could only be inserted into the fruit.

Lan He raised his face, and at this moment his eyes had changed. He seemed nonchalant, but he revealed a great deal of hostility. Even though he hadn't said a word, there was no overt cruelty in his eyes.

Even Julian Liu felt a little restless. He was shocked to find that Lan He was looking at him with a chill down his spine!

At this moment, Julian Liu knew that it was him.

With this kind of temperament, if Julian Liu had not read Lan He's resume and knew that he was a clean professional with no experience in society, he would have almost thought that Lan He had been in jail for more than ten years.

Moreover, Lan He still retains some of his in-person characteristics. For example, he still smiles sweetly, so that the disguise and the reality are not separated, which makes the character look even more chilling for no reason.

Julian Liu was a little surprised that Lan He, at such a young age, could display such acting skills.

......

"I've asked someone to contact your company to sign a contract. If Lao Wang's schedule conflicts with mine, turn him down! Also, I haven't decided on the leading role yet, so you can accompany me and interact with those who come to audition." Julian Liu found the role and was in a good mood.

It is not enough for an actor to have good acting skills. It is also important to have chemistry with other actors. He has been hesitant about the choice of the leading actor, but now that he has confirmed his opponent, he has some ideas.

"Thank you, Director Liu!" Lan He couldn't hide her happiness.

Julian Liu was inspired and immediately made a phone call, "Xingyang? Yes, it's me. Am I still on the set? Your sister is about to give birth, right? Haha, I'll go back to accompany her tomorrow. How long do you plan to rest? Do you plan to earn the red envelope money for your nephew..."

When Lan He heard the name "Xing Yang" and that his sister was about to give birth, he thought that it should be Chen Xingyang and Chen Xingyu, who were his schoolmates.

This pair of actor siblings are twins, and they both went to the same acting school. Later, they both became famous and have worked with Julian Liu. They are also very hardworking. Chen Xingyu continued to work while she was pregnant, and now she is ready to give birth.

Julian Liu chatted for a few minutes and arranged an audition with Chen Xingyang. After hanging up the phone, he said, "I think he should be suitable. He has finished filming with Song Qiyun's crew in the past few days."

Although the name Song Qiyun sounds feminine, it is actually a masculine name. He is also a well-known director in the circle. In terms of awards and achievements alone, he is even better than Julian Liu.

His wife is an outstanding professional woman in her industry. Their only son is rarely exposed and does not appear in the public eye, but he has gained some fame in recent years. There are different versions of the real name of Director Song's son on the Internet. The most well-known one is the pen name "Xuan Guang". Under this pen name, he revised a script for his biological father and wrote two original scripts, which were highly praised and recognized by awards.

But even if they won the award, it was Song Qiyun’s staff who received it. This family is actually quite low-key.

Lan He had never seen any news about Julian Liu and Song Qiyun being friends, but she seemed quite familiar with them when talking about Julian Liu. She thought that they were both famous directors and they would meet each other in various occasions.

At this time, the after-meal snacks were also delivered under Julian Liu's order. Lan He stared at them, wondering if he should eat a piece. After all, it was also his first time trying the choice of the famous gourmet Liu Dao...

Julian Liu said slowly: "By the way, my character is quite thin. With your current weight, I think you need to lose another five kilograms."

Lan He didn't react for a moment: "Ah?"

Julian Liu: "You, lost five pounds."

Lan He: "......Why did you invite me to eat just now?"

Julian Liu said quietly, "Because this may be the last full meal you will have in the next few months."

Lan He: "............"

......

Not long after Lan He and Julian Liu parted ways, the company sent many WeChat messages asking about the result and were particularly concerned about this matter. He replied with a message to tell them the good news, and they were overjoyed.

In the afternoon, Owen Cheng also called and came to Lan He's house to celebrate for him, "You are really good. You didn't tell me that you were going to audition for Director Liu's play. It was my master who told me. Now we are going to work in the same group again."

"I don't know if it will work." Lan He said, watching him put down a box of cake, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why did you buy cake?"

"Isn't this a celebration for you?" Owen Cheng even brought candles, "Come, riches! Prosperity!"

"Unfortunately, Director Liu just said that I have to lose five pounds for this role." Lan He said weakly.

"It's so miserable..." Owen Cheng showed a sympathetic look, "This is the bad thing about actors. In order to fit the role, they lose weight and gain weight. For example, you basically play roles that require you to lose weight, right?"

Given Lan He's appearance, so far there has been no role that requires him to deliberately gain weight.

Lan He said listlessly: "Stop talking, I'm hungry."

And he couldn't eat anymore. He had already eaten too much during the previous meal with Julian Liu.

Owen Cheng said enthusiastically: "Some people actually enjoy it and are very self-disciplined. An actress once told me that she could eat as much as she wanted, unless she was dying!"

"This is too..." Lan He just said a few words and suddenly stopped, "Wait, unless you are dying?"

Owen Cheng saw Lan He's expression change as she spoke, and suddenly he looked a little scared: "What's that expression on your face?"

The more Lan He thought about it, the weirder her expression became: "Nothing, I'm just a little greedy."

Owen Cheng felt a chill, this actor must be really starving.

Lan He suddenly thought that if the dead ghosts could enjoy the sacrifices, then when he was in the afterlife, he could also eat in his spirit state, right? It shouldn't have any effect on his body, right?

Is this the correct way to walk without a will?

As a son of a wealthy family, he made a living by filming movies and doing underworld work.