Chapter 2
Yang Youming was 37 years old.
Compared with Xia Xingcheng, Yang Youming was the proud child of Heaven in the entertainment circle, which was not only because of his handsome appearance, but also because of his talent and superior acting skills.
Xia Xingcheng once read an interview with Yang Youming in a magazine, it called him a born actor and thinking that he was born for the big screen. Yang Youming in front of the camera, even if it was just a little eyebrow picking, he could also be melancholy and vivid, full of thoughts.
Yang Youming was Xia Xingcheng’s favorite idol.
The year Xia Xingcheng joined the business, Yang Youming won two movie king with a movie of He Zheng. At that time, Xia Xingcheng had the honor to attend an award ceremony in person. Sitting in the back row with dim light, he heard the name of Yang Youming read by the awarding guests. Then he watched Yang Youming get up gracefully and go to the stage to receive the award.
At that time, Yang Youming was only thirty-one years old, but his pace was steady and he was not impatient. Under the exquisite black dress, he was tall and straight. He took the cup on stage, gave a speech in a low and pleasant voice, and finally made a deep bow to the audience.
At that time, Xia Xingcheng didn’t want to cooperate with Yang Youming, but wanted to be the next Yang Youming one day. Thirty may be too early. At the latest, thirty-five years old, he could also stand on this podium and win his own awards.
The alarm clock beside the pillow suddenly rang, bringing Xia Xingcheng back to reality from the shining award ceremony. He reached out to turn off the alarm clock, then covered his eyes with the back of his hand and took a deep breath.
It’s more than a week since he went to see He Zheng. He hadn’t got the script of the movie, but he hadn’t had enough food for a week.
Because He Zheng asked him to lose weight.
Xia Xingcheng’s figure was actually very good. It’s the best figure to look at in the camera. If he reduced it, he would be thinner. However, He Zheng put forward the requirement that he needed the sense of being thin close to the youth. Xia Xingcheng couldn’t rely on exercise, but only diet to lose weight.
The caloric intake was insufficient, Xia Xingcheng lied lazily on the bed and didn’t want to move.
Until Huang Jixin opened the door outside with the key and took the breakfast that Xia Xingcheng turned over with both hands.
Sitting at the table, Xia Xingcheng pushed away the fried dough sticks and steamed buns bought by Huang Jixin, and slowly peeled the shell with a boiled egg.
Huang Jixin took the deep-fried dough sticks with both hands and tore it into small pieces and threw it into the bowl, saying, “He Zheng’s script hadn’t come out yet.”
Xia Xingcheng was really hungry, and the white egg became delicious. He took a big bite and swallowed it hard. At the same time, he said, “Yes, what’s the matter?”
Huang Jixin asked him, “Don’t you worry?”
Xia Xingcheng drunk a mouthful of milk and finally swallowed all the yolks in his mouth, “What are you worried about?”
Huang Jixin used the milk to soak the fried dough sticks. “What if he planned to make a gay version of ‘Lust, Caution’?”
Xia Xingcheng’s action made him feel numb for a moment. He threw the remaining half of the eggs into the bowl of milk, and then stirred them with a spoon until they were broken, saying, “I will not be naked.”
Huang Jixin looked at his bowl in disgust and said, “It’s only a bed scene although you are not naked.”
Xia Xingcheng looked up. “Yang Youming dared to take that. What am I afraid of? “
Huang Jixin said: “Yang Youming is a movie king, and he has been married. No matter how the film was made, it would not have a great impact on his future. You’d better think about yourself. The planned routes are all in disorder. “
Xia Xingcheng threw the spoon into the bowl. “Does your planned routes include a movie about how to shoot and play with Yang Youming? How many people can’t ask for an opportunity! “
Huang Jixin scooped up the bloated fried dough sticks with a spoon, put them in with his big mouth, chewed them for a long time and swallowed them, then said, “If it’s not this kind of theme.”
Xia Xingcheng knew what he meant. This kind of theme couldn’t be released in China. If it’s well shot, it could earn a good reputation. If it’s not well shot, it would drag himself in and influence him for a lifetime.
He didn’t know how to say it. Finally, he said, “Yang Youming can take it. The poor are not daunted by the rich. What will I fear?”
Huang Jixin ate the fried dough sticks and steamed buns. He felt his belly contentedly and said, “OK, I hope you take this opportunity.”
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