The birth of an actor

Chapter 107 Confirming the Role

Chapter 107 Confirming the Role
"Eat up, what are you daydreaming about?"

Beside a steaming pot of hot pot, Xu Qing, seeing An Xin staring blankly at her pager, urged her:
"What? Something wrong?"

"...It was Xu Jinglei who called me and asked me to call back."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qing didn't seem to take it seriously and simply pulled out his mobile phone from his bag.
"Use this to go back."

"it is good."

Anxin took the phone and dialed the number; the call was answered quickly.

"Safe?"

"Yes, Lei... Sister Lei, it's me."

Across from him, Xu Qing's lips twitched. When he looked up at An Xin, he deliberately narrowed his eyes, his expression full of warning.

Anxin was also speechless, feeling that Qingjie was jealous.

But the problem is... you people from Yanjing always address each other with terms like "you," "he," or "grandpa," so I just call you "sister," why are you jealous?

He was staring at me with murderous eyes...

He was speechless, but still asked aloud:
"Did you need something from me?"

Now I dare not call her Sister Leilei anymore.

Xu Jinglei, on the other hand, said directly:
“Last night, we received a fax at home. It was from the United States, an invitation letter. A publishing house in New York wants to publish his book and invited him to the United States.”

Anxin was taken aback.

He then understood why she had sought him out, and smiled:

"I understand what you mean. But... Sister Leilei."

"Cough cough."

Hearing Xu Qing cough, An Xin's lips twitched again, and she quickly continued:

"The old fortune teller gave us a complete divination, but only half of it..."

"I know that. If there are good and bad aspects, we'll give the good ones and not the bad ones. If they're all good, we'll give the better ones..."

"Yes, that's it. In any case, the half-divination given is definitely the optimal solution. And as I said, when the divination corresponds, remember the proverb, seek advantage and avoid harm, and act accordingly. But people are subjective, and thoughts must also have subjective initiative. So don't ask me, even if you do, I can't say anything. Everything depends on Brother Wang's own decision."

"...I see, I understand now."

"Well, that's all I can say. Please don't take offense."

"No, no, don't worry, please don't overthink it... I didn't mean that."

For some reason, Xu Jinglei's voice carried an inexplicable air of caution.

Or rather, awe...

Anxin didn't dwell on it, and that was the end of the phone call.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Qing became curious instead:
"What kind of divination did you do? It's really accurate!"

"Ha, does Sister Qing want to have it calculated?"

"I...forget it."

Xu Qing shook his head:

"I don't believe in that."

"Actually, it's better not to believe. Believing less is a form of reverence, and it's also a kind of constraint that transcends morality. But believing too much becomes superstition. So it's best not to believe."

"...Have you ever calculated it for yourself?"

"I haven't calculated it. A doctor can't heal himself. Besides, what's the point of calculating the future if it can be changed? And what's the use of calculating the future if it can't be changed?"

Xu Qing was taken aback.

Everything was unexpected.

The look in his eyes was as if he were meeting this increasingly handsome child for the first time.

They were all filled with surprise and excitement.

After staring at An Xin for several seconds, she suddenly reached out her hand to An Xin:

"come over."

"……what?"

An Xin was taken aback, subconsciously assuming that she wanted to shake hands with her, so she extended her hand.

As a result, he was slapped away by this older sister.

"Face!"

"?"

"Hurry up, bring your face closer."

"..."

Anxin, speechless and bewildered, leaned forward, only to have her nose pinched by the older sister:

"Oh my, that serious, pretentious look is so cute~"

"..."

Hearing her praise, Anxin's lips twitched.

I thought to myself, why is the structure of this sentence so strange?
……

After finishing their meal, the two got into the car together and returned to school. Halfway there, Anxin's pager went off again.

"Don't worry, call back, Sister Hua."

"Sister Qing, can I borrow your phone?"

"help yourself."

Xu Qing finished speaking casually and muttered something:
"That little brat is quite busy with his work."

"hey-hey."

With a relieved smile, Anxin dialed Wang Jinghua's number:

"Hey, Sister Hua."

"..."

Xu Qing's lips twitched, and without thinking, he grabbed An Xin's cheek:
"Ouch... hiss~~~~"

"...Don't worry, what's wrong?"

"No...it's okay."

An Xin stared speechlessly at Xu Qing, who was staring at her with wide eyes, and thought to herself, "Is he crazy?"

On the other end of the phone, Wang Jinghua, assuming An Xin had bumped or bruised herself, said speechlessly:

"Can you be more careful? Don't be so reckless. Where did you bump yourself again?"

"No, I just bumped into something by accident... Sister Hua... Ouch~~ Go ahead."

As An Xin spoke, she gripped Xu Qing's hand, but when he tightened his grip, the older sister also tightened her grip.

He immediately let go.

"Haha, just now, Huo Jianqi, the director of 'Postmen in the Mountains,' called me and told me that the role of 'son' in the movie is yours."

"what?"

An Xin was taken aback for a moment, then realized what she meant and laughed:
"I thought I didn't pass. Is it definitely me?"

"Yes, it's confirmed."

"What about Fan Bingbing? The Dong girl she played?"

"It's not decided yet. But let me tell you, Director Huo values you highly. And I've also received some information: do you know who the producer of this film is?"

"Who?"

"Han Shanping, Kang Jianming".

"...Who is Han Shanping?"

Xu Qing was taken aback when he heard the name and subconsciously released An Xin's face.

An Xin glanced at her speechlessly, then rubbed her cheek and heard someone say on the other end:

"The director of Beijing Film Studio."

"Uh...that's a big shot."

"..."

After being momentarily stunned by Anxin's unusual way of addressing her, Wang Jinghua finally smiled and said, "Of course! So, you'd better do your best this time, understand? As for the specific details and when filming will start, we're still in the planning stages. But from what I've heard, filming should begin in June, which will coincide with your vacation."

"...Sister Hua, don't forget, some scenes for 'Princess Pearl' will be reshot in June."

“I know, you don’t need to worry about that. I’ll negotiate with them later. In short, you should focus on this movie first. We haven’t discussed the salary or anything else yet. He only called to tell me that he’s confirmed you’ve been chosen. As for when the contract will be signed, I estimate it will be in the next few days. I’ll help you negotiate the salary, so don’t worry.”

"Okay, I understand. What do I need to do?"

"Just take good care of yourself, don't get bumped or bruised again, be careful, okay?"

"Okay, sure."

"Okay, I'll hang up now. Please be careful."

With Sister Hua's worried reminders, I hung up the phone with peace of mind, only to hear a cold laugh:
"There are quite a few little brats among the older sisters."

It would have been better if she hadn't brought it up; once she did, Anxin was speechless.

"This is my manager. Haven't you two met before?"

Xu Qing didn't seem to have listened, but after letting out a cold "humph," he suddenly reached out his hand again.

Take refuge with peace of mind:
"Why?"

"...Why are you in such a hurry? Let me rub it for you. Come here...did you hurt yourself just now?"

She extended four fingers, but Anxin shook her head:
"Need not……"

As a result, the woman stretched out her arm and started rubbing his face with the back of her four fingers:
"I'm sorry, I used too much force just now."

Her tone was incredibly gentle and timid.

Anxin's lips twitched.

I hadn't noticed it before... but since we got to know each other, why does this older sister sometimes act like a child?
"Sister Qing, drive carefully."

"No, it feels just right."

"..."

Finally, he forcefully turned to the side, stopping the older woman's lewd actions, and only then did Xu Qing ask:
"The roles have been finalized?"

"Um, Sister Qing, is Han Shanping that Third Master Han?"

"...When did you get this nickname?"

"Uh... what about Kang Jianming? Have you heard of that name?"

"Old Kang? Oh? He's in your script?"

"Yes, he's the producer. Do you know him?"

"I know him. He's the deputy director of Xiaoxiang Factory, but he should be promoted to a permanent position soon."

"...Does that mean he's a big shot too?"

"what."

Xu Qing seemed to find the nickname quite amusing and chuckled softly.
"For others, it definitely is. For me... well, it's alright."

"...May I ask which mountain you are, sister?"

"Hahaha, want to know? Dream on!"

Xu Qing laughed heartily, but as he laughed, he shook his head:

"Anyway, if anyone bullies you in the future, tell your sister. Your sister will kill him!"

"...Are you some kind of gangster?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Xu Qing laughed even more happily.

……

I made it back to school, feeling relieved and in a great mood.

He really liked the story of "That Dog," so he was naturally very happy to get the role.

It's a bit of a pity; it would have been even better if Fan Bingbing could have gotten it directly.

He had seen the girl's smile in the music video for "Smiling Face".

It can be described as unparalleled.

After thinking about it carefully, if she were wearing that light-colored floral dress described in the novel, with her trousers rolled up to her knees, standing in the field, smiling at him in the sunset...

Ok.

How could she not be considered pure and stunningly beautiful?

But if you don't choose her, who would you choose?
He went to class while pondering this.

Unexpectedly, the final decision on which Dong girl to choose suddenly fell into his hands.

At this moment, only two days had passed since Wang Jinghua informed him that the role had been finalized.

On April 7th, Wang Jinghua called him and asked him to come to the Beijing Film Studio.

Come over right away.

Left with no other choice, An Xin skipped class and rode his motorcycle to the entrance of the Beijing Film Studio. After being robbed of 50 cents by Grandpa Qiaoqiao, he saw Wang Jinghua with a happy expression outside the gatehouse.

"You came pretty fast. Let's go sign the contract."

"Uh……"

"Guess how much he was paid?"

"……How many?"

"Twenty thousand dollars!"

"..."

Anxin's lips twitched.

To be honest, having gotten used to people in later generations getting five or ten million yuan in film fees all the time, 20,000 yuan really does sound a bit low at first glance.

It's even less than "Princess Pearl".

"This time, we really owe it to the 'Princess Pearl' production team. They initially offered you 15,000 yuan, but after I got your TV series contract and proved you were definitely not a newcomer, they raised it by 5,000 yuan. But don't think it's too little; their filming time is definitely not as long as a TV series. Generally speaking, the filming period for a movie is only a little over a month, less than two months..."

"Yeah, I understand."

Anxin nodded, not dwelling on the salary, but instead asking:

"Are you sure filming will start in June?"

"Yes, but the production team has already started preparations. You just need to get yourself in shape for the next few months."

As they talked, Wang Jinghua led him into an office.

At a glance, I spotted a middle-aged man with a crew cut, chatting with Huo Jianqi.

Seeing the two enter, Huo Jianqi smiled and said:

"Factory manager, that's him."

"Don't worry, this is Han Shanping, the director of Beijing Film Studio. Director Han, this is An Xin."

"what."

Han Shanping laughed:
"That child recommended by the four families?"

"...Hello, Director Han, this is An Xin. I will definitely live up to your and Director Huo's expectations and work hard..."