The birth of an actor

Chapter 26 Female Soldier

A smiling face... I think I've heard of that before.

How do you sing it again?

The heart of a flower is hidden in its stamen... No, no, that's a song by Guo Degang.

Your bright black eyes are your smiling face... no, wait, they seem to be Luo Dayou's.

How do you sing a smiling face again?

He couldn't remember for a moment.

So he asked:

"How does that song go again?"

"I often think of you right now, smiling beside me..."

The girl's clear, melodious singing voice rang out from the phone.

Oh~~~~~
Instantly, Anxin remembered the familiar melody of this song.

This dish is a gathering of culinary talents!
Selling it to you for 188 is not expensive at all~
You could have just said it was a plate of radishes, why give it such an obscure name like "Smiling Face"? It made me wonder what song it was.

Why bother?
I'll still recognize you even if you change your name!
But he immediately became puzzled:

"This song has been out for a while now. You already know the song, so why bother making a music video?"

"Oh dear, it's hard to explain in a short time, come find me quickly. Hurry, Brother Zhong said the male lead for the MV hasn't been chosen yet, hurry, hurry, hurry... come here quickly!"

Upon hearing this, An Xin's attention was on "Brother Zhong".

I asked subconsciously:

"That Zhong Hua?"

"Yes, hey, come here quickly, Brother Zhong is going to take you! Hurry up!"

"...I can't do anything!"

"Come here first! We'll talk about it later!"

As soon as the girl said those words, her utilitarian mindset, which only focused on immediate gains, quietly resurfaced.

But after thinking it over, Anxin agreed.

After hanging up the phone, I rode my motorcycle straight to the Beijing Film Studio.

As I walked, I unconsciously hummed a melody:
"The book says that lovers, though separated by a thousand miles, can still be together under the same moon..."

Hi.

That's just how old songs are.

The name might sound unfamiliar, but once the melody starts playing... all the memories of those born in the 1980s will flood back.

Yes, as expected, only music has truly benefited those born in the 1980s.

With this thought in mind, he arrived at the Beijing Film Studio, where Fan Bing was already waiting for him at the entrance. Upon seeing him, she quickly waved, just like that speechless guy who likes to shrug, spreading his hands and pointing to the open space on the sidewalk near the factory gate, indicating that he should park his car there.

Anxin carefully rode his bike up the curb, and just as he turned off the engine, Grandpa Qiaoqiao appeared out of nowhere. Fan Bing, as if possessed, said:

"Grandpa, it's me, it's both of us!"

"..."

Grandpa Qiaoqiao was a little dissatisfied, but Fan Bing had already grabbed An Xin's arm and walked towards the front door without saying a word.

"Hurry, hurry, there aren't many people left for auditions! Hey, why are you riding so slowly!"

"...Are there other people?"

"Correct."

The girl continued pulling him along as they ran, saying:

"Remember this: after you go in for the audition, look at the floor. There's usually a cross-shaped piece of tape on the floor. That's where the camera is. Just stand on the cross and do whatever the director tells you to do. Good luck, you'll definitely be fine!"

"..."

Anxin truly experienced what it means to be forced into something you're not prepared for.

He quickly asked:

What kind of performances does he usually have them do?

"I don't know, but most of it is just posing. A music video isn't a movie; it's all about the image. Your image is definitely fine, just don't be nervous. When you're nervous, your body becomes very stiff. Just don't be nervous... Just think of it as if a master has possessed you, relax... Huff... Huff... I can't run anymore... You continue, go into the building, go up to the second floor, turn left... Huff... Quick, let me catch my breath."

Anxinxin is telling you, you worthless piece of trash.

But seeing her looking like a mother seeing someone off, I thought about it and had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush into the office building.

It's even accelerating.

After finally rushing into the building, he looked at his appearance in the full-length mirror facing the door.

Jeans, white T-shirt, sneakers.

Nothing wrong with it.

So he rushed straight up to the second floor.

As soon as he turned left, he saw five people standing in the corridor. They were all around twenty years old and were turning their heads to look at him.

Of these five people, four can be considered handsome young men.

Each has its own characteristics.

The fifth person was a rather plump woman, probably in her early thirties.

Seeing Anxin panting heavily, he asked:

"Here for an audition?"

"Uh...right."

"Next time, come earlier; it's almost over."

Although the eldest sister complained a bit, she couldn't help but think that An Xin's face was quite attractive to her. As she spoke, she pulled a piece of paper out of her pocket:
"Here you go. Here are the documents."

Anxin took the piece of paper; it had a number on it: "31".

but……

"What information?"

"...Your actor information."

"..."

Anxin's lips twitched.

The older woman was speechless.

But the other guys had a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.

And that older woman, you have to admit, was really good to An Xin. Perhaps it was because of her face? Looking at An Xin's speechless, adorable expression, she said helplessly:

"How can you be so forgetful? If you don't have the necessary documents, how will the director find you?"

"Hey, big sister, big sister, he's my classmate. You can find him by looking for me!"

Fan Bingbing popped out from the stairwell like a mouse.

The woman was taken aback, but seemed to recognize Fan Bing, so she nodded:
"Okay, then you wait."

"Thank you, sis."

Fan Bing smiled and thanked her, then quickly pulled An Xin aside and whispered:

"When you go in, first find some tape, then bow to the director and introduce yourself. Tell him your height, age... then say you're a student at Xie Jin's Star Academy, haven't graduated yet, and are my classmate. The director has already decided I'll be the female lead, they know me. After the introduction, they'll ask you about your special skills... what musical skills do you have?"

"will not."

"...Then just say you can play the guitar."

"?"

Anxin was stunned:
"If they ask me to play a piece, won't I be exposed?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

The girl had a confident and self-assured look on her face.

"Xie Dong can play the guitar himself, why would he need you? He's so ugly, and you're so handsome, wouldn't you steal his spotlight if you played the guitar? So you just say that, if we really have to let you play... well, there's nothing we can do, we're just unlucky."

"..." An Xin was truly speechless.

After thinking about it, I nodded:

"Anything else to be aware of?"

"Head up, chest out, and naturally show your beauty."

"?"

"...Well, that's the gist of it. I'll teach you these things later, so please remember to relax! Don't be nervous..."

"..."

Looking at the girl with expectant eyes, Anxin thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and then took a deep breath.

"call……"

……

"The last one, number 31, you can go in now."

As the older woman came out again, An Xin, who was standing next to Fan Bing, nodded politely and thanked her.
"Thank you."

His heart was beating a little fast, and he even felt his steps were a little stiff.

I had only taken two steps when I felt like my joints were rusted.

And just then...

"Snapped!"

I heard a slapping sound on my back, along with a sharp pain.

Instinctively turning her head, she saw the girl raising both thumbs up, squinting, and grinning.

"come on!"

"..."

I felt at ease and remained silent.

But the burning pain in my back seemed to drive away a bit of the tension.

His joints were no longer so rusty when he took a step.

As he reached the door, he suddenly rubbed his face vigorously.

Then he stepped inside.

As I entered, I caught a glimpse of several people sitting inside. But I didn't dare look closely; instead, I immediately went to find the duct tape on the floor.

Unfortunately, there was no duct tape, but there was a cross drawn on the ground with white paint.

He had a plan in mind, so he walked straight up to the duct tape, and bowed slightly to the people whose faces he still couldn't make out clearly:
"Hello, directors. My name is An Xin, I'm sixteen years old, and I am..."

He paused.

But in the end, he couldn't bring himself to pull Director Xie's hair.

He said honestly:

"A freshman from the class of '96 at Renmin University. I am 1.86 meters tall and weigh 151 kilograms. I am honored to participate in this MV audition."

After he finished speaking, he finally saw what the people sitting there looked like.

Apart from one bearded guy who fits the director's stereotype, the rest are just ordinary people, nothing special.

The room was very quiet.

He maintained a polite smile, while the others stared intently at his face.

About ten seconds later, just as An Xin felt her smile starting to freeze, the bearded man pointed to the side:
"Put on your sunglasses and a shirt so I can take a look."

Anxin turned her head and noticed the clothes rack in the corner.

So he nodded and walked over, picked up the shirt from the hanger and put it on, forgetting to even take off his T-shirt because he was inexperienced.

Then, he picked up a pair of sunglasses, put them on his head, and stood in front of the cross again.

"..."

The group fell silent again.

Keep watching and observe with peace of mind.

After looking at it for about ten seconds, the director suddenly lowered his head, flipping through the documents in his hand, and then suddenly froze...

Why isn't there any information about him?

Upon hearing this, Anxin quickly replied:

"Director, I forgot to bring my documents, I'm so sorry. But Fan Bing and I are together..."

Upon hearing this, the bearded man nodded:

"Okay, then come over with Fan Bing this afternoon. Remember to come early... Sister Sha, let's go with him. Talk to him and tell him what's going on. Let's go, guys, let's find a place to eat."

"Row."

The group nodded and stood up.

Anxin, upon hearing this, was actually a bit slow to react.

I had a sense of absurdity, thinking, "They just got selected?", "That's it?", "This is the audition?"

But he still bowed in gratitude:
"Thank you to all the directors for giving me this opportunity."

"Ah."

The bearded man waved casually and led a few people out.

Then Anxin heard noises in the corridor:

"Hey, Bingbing... Your classmate is great, she got selected. Sister Sha will talk to you two in a bit, we're leaving now."

The slightly chubby woman from before also walked up to Anxin, who was taking off her clothes, and said:

"We'll start filming this afternoon. Your fee is five hundred, any questions?"

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