Poverty alleviation variety show goes to the countryside, my talent can no longer be hidden

Chapter 292: A Gathering of Stars, Can't Put It Down

Ever since quitting the entertainment industry, Yang Weihong has been working hard in the Central Repertory Theatre, a real "national team".

Although she has won a lot of awards over the years, she has yet to win the "Golden Plum Blossom Award", the highest honor in the drama circle. This is also her biggest goal now.

In the past two years, she has actively prepared to participate in new programs every year in an attempt to win this highest honor.

So when Guo Chen heard this reason, he was a little confused.

He also knew what the award meant to his senior sister. It was basically impossible for her to put her drama career on hold just for a movie like "The Beginning".

Even if Yang Weihong himself agreed, the teachers at the Central Academy of Drama and the Drama Troupe would scold him to death.

There was nothing he could do. He could only give Zhou Hao a helpless look: Brother, I have no idea what to do. You figure it out yourself.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Hao asked, "Teacher Yang, how far has your team come?"

"We are still working on the script." Yang Weihong sighed, "The team has not yet reached a consensus. Some suggest performing a classic old show, and some suggest writing a new script."

Zhou Hao's eyes lit up when he heard this. Isn't it here?
"Teacher Yang, how about this? I'll write a script for you. If you think it's useful, it will save you a lot of effort. How about you take some time to perform this play later?"

Yang Weihong looked surprised, "You can also write plays?"

"If you understand one principle, you will understand a hundred principles." Zhou Hao said confidently, "Just give me a day."

Write a complete script in one day?
You have to prepare yourself for the urge to pee before you can pee!

But when I think of the "Huan Xi Sha" that was completed in one go...this person is not a normal person and cannot be judged by common sense.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Weihong took the deal.

"Then I will be here waiting for your good news tomorrow at noon."

After finding a nearby hotel to check into, Zhou Hao immediately turned on his computer and started typing.

He had to take down Yang Weihong no matter what.

It's not just for the role of Aunt Guo, but also for long-term plans for the future.

This is an actor in the pure sense, without so many messy things. As long as the play is good, he is willing to take it, and the pay is not very expensive.

Where can we find such a model employee who does little good and gets little pay?

Capital doesn't like her, but we do!
Therefore, the script of this drama must have a final effect.

He had not seen many plays in his previous life. To be honest, those plays require a certain threshold to watch, which is completely different from those popcorn movies.

That is to say, he was pursuing an artistic girl at that time, and accidentally accompanied her to watch a few plays. Otherwise, he really had no experience in this area.

There are many excellent drama scripts, but since it is used to please Yang Weihong, the female characters must be outstanding enough.

After thinking for a long time, he finally typed the title on the newly created document.

This writing took me a whole night.

Fortunately, he was young and strong and could not slack off. After two hours of sleep, he regained his energy and vitality.

When they were leaving for the appointment, Guo Chen asked with a worried look on his face, "Is your notebook okay? Today's scene is quite big. If you make a fool of yourself, it will be extremely embarrassing."

Zhou Hao was too lazy to answer and just threw his tablet over. On it was the script he had worked on late at night.

Guo Chen immediately quieted down and began to read the book.

When the car arrived outside Yang Weihong's courtyard, Guo Chen raised his head with emotion.

"You kid..."

After thinking for a long time, I still didn't know what words to use to describe the monster in front of me. Before entering the yard, I heard a series of laughter coming from inside.

There were men and women, young and old, and it sounded very lively.

When I walked in, wow... it was like a tea party!

A dozen men and women of all ages sat in the courtyard, sipping tea and chatting. It was a very pleasant scene.

"Hey, Xiao Guo is here?" The oldest old man in the yard was the first to notice the person coming. He stood up with a smile on his face, leaning on his crutches.

"Hey, Mr. Huang, please sit down, please sit down." Guo Chen hurriedly went to greet him, "It's been a long time since the New Year, Mr. Huang, you look much healthier, don't you?"

The old man pushed his glasses on his nose and said with a smile: "You are already over 70 years old, how can your body be in good condition?"

What?
Over seventy?!
Zhou Hao was startled. Although the old man had a head of white hair, he was in very good spirits. He spoke with great vigor and clarity. You would have thought he was only in his fifties or sixties.

They say drama actors have good health-preserving skills, and it’s true!

"This must be Mr. Zhou Hao, right?" The old man squinted his eyes and looked over. "He is indeed a handsome man. He would be considered a handsome guy in the entertainment industry."

"Old man, I don't like what you said." Zhou Hao chuckled, "I am a person of real ability, not of appearance."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole yard burst into laughter, and Old Man Huang almost choked with laughter.

After a few greetings, Yang Weihong began to help introduce the people in the yard.

They were all from the drama theater, and some of them were big shots.

The most important person is naturally Mr. Huang, a legendary old artist, a member of the Drama Club Hall of Fame, holding two Golden Plum Blossom Award trophies...

In the current drama circle, he is the kind of person that the younger generations need to look up to.

Zhou Hao was originally full of confidence, but when he saw the star-studded judging panel, he inexplicably became a little nervous.

These big guys must have very high standards. If they are rejected...

"Where's the script?" Yang Weihong asked impatiently, "Is it finished?"

"It's done." Zhou Hao took out his tablet awkwardly, "I didn't expect there would be so many people..."

"It's okay, I have a printer here." Yang Weihong took the tablet and trotted into the house.

Ten minutes later, she came out with a thick stack of scripts, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Zhou Hao had changed a little.

"Have you seen it?" Mr. Huang asked with a smile, "How do you feel about it?"

Yang Weihong hesitated for a moment, "I haven't finished watching it yet, so it's hard to comment."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the people around him changed slightly.

Yang Weihong is famous in the whole circle for being picky.

When she got her hands on an ordinary notebook, she could find a hundred problems in just three or two pages, and she had offended many people for this.

The result this time was just “I didn’t finish watching it”?
So... the quality is pretty good?

At this point, everyone became interested and rushed to take the script from Yang Weihong.

A few minutes later, voices of admiration began to be heard in the yard.

Mr. Huang, who originally came with the mentality of visiting to watch a show, gradually became solemn in expression.

This notebook... is incredible!
(End of this chapter)