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Through a door, Christina could hear the faint sound coming from the room.
Christina has studied dance since she was a child, but she has also dabbled in classical music and has listened to a lot of music. But at this moment, listening to the catchy melody inside the door, I couldn't immediately tell which composer it was.
Although she is curious, her attention cannot be on the music at the moment.
The rapid violin sounds made Christina¡¯s heart beat faster.
Christina didn¡¯t know why the producer named Xia on the crew came to talk to her at night and was alone. There were no other colleagues, no agents, no one from the Screen Actors Guild.
Christina is young, beautiful and has a wonderful figure. When she was studying at a dance school in Hangzhou, China, she participated in a TV series through auditions. After graduation, she naturally became an actor. In order to take a further step, she went to Shanghai to develop. Although he has never been particularly famous, he is still familiar to some viewers. Over the past few years, I have naturally understood everything I need to know about many overt and covert things in the industry, and I have seen everything I need to see.
When managers with a little conscience in the industry take over their artists for the first time, they usually tell a lot about what is okay and what is not. These instructions usually include the sentence: [Never go to the producer, supervisor or director's room alone at night, even if the other party uses any name to discuss things. ¡¿
Of course Christina has heard this sentence, even many times, but she still came tonight.
Because she is a female, Xia Yuan is also a female, and Xia Yuan¡¯s sexual orientation is normal.
So here comes Christina.
However, deep down in her heart, Christina also felt sorry that Xia Yuan was a woman.
Christina closed her eyes, took a deep breath in the empty corridor, and put on a confident smile, making it impossible to see her nervousness from her expression.
"Ding Dong~Ding Dong~" Christina pressed the doorbell next to Xia Yuan's door.
The doorbell was drowned in the music, and Christina was a little troubled, fearing that Xia Yuan didn't hear it.
But the next second, the song stopped abruptly.
"Come in." Xia Yuan's voice came through the door.
Christina reached out to push open the door, and then she saw Xia Yuan sitting in a black wicker chair under the dim warm light, with a large floor-to-ceiling window without curtains behind him. Looking out of the window, there was more black. After all, they were in a small town, and people couldn't ask for a bustling night scene in a small town.
There are a pile of white papers scattered beside the wicker chair, and there are also notebooks with colorful labels and stickers, covering the entire round coffee table.
Xia Yuan crossed his legs, placed one of the books on his lap, and looked down. Turning the pages with one hand, the other hand was hanging on the armrest, holding a nearly burned out cigarette between his two fingers.
The warm room was gray, like a monster's lair on TV. The smell of secondhand smoke makes people want to turn around and run away immediately.
But Christina said hello to Xia Yuan without changing her expression.
"Sit down." When Xia Yuan said this, she still lowered her head and made no movement with her hands, making people wonder where she wanted Christina to sit.
Christina sat down on a single sofa against the wall, adjusted her sitting posture, and looked sideways at Xia Yuan, waiting for Xia Yuan to talk about the serious matter she wanted to talk about.
Xia Yuan did not lose his appetite, put down the things in his hands, looked at Christina and said:
"I know that Director Han made this movie, and there was a lot of noise on the Internet. You actors are also under pressure, and I know this. But in the end, you chose to continue working on this crew, which is the right choice. You are very smart."
"Thank you." Christina showed a shy smile.
Xia Yuan turned sideways, stubbed out the completely burned cigarette butt between his fingers in the ashtray, and said, "You are a smart person, so I will tell you the next words."
Christina felt something was wrong, so she slowly stopped smiling.
"Although this is my first time as a film producer, this is not my first time seeing actors like you. Some of them are much younger than you."
"Producer Xia, I don't quite understand what you said" Christina forced a smile.
Xia Yuan was holding a new cigarette in his mouth. When he spoke, his vague tone made what he said ambiguous. She looked at Christina and said: "I know you had sex with the director in the last movie., so I trust Xia Yuan and let her handle it. After all, he understands that in his previous life, he was a stranger, with an ordinary appearance and little status. He was basically out of touch with such unspoken rules in the circle, and had little experience in dealing with them.
On the other hand, it is to relieve Xia Yuan's boredom.
Being a producer is too simple and boring for Xia Yuan. The entire crew of "Time Traveler", in addition to the creation, from Jarens who occasionally wants to interfere with the filming on a whim, to a trembling intern who serves tea and water, Xia Yuan is like a devil, firmly controlling these hundreds of characters. Everyone is in control of everything. No difficulty.
Everyone in the crew has reached a consensus - [If you have any questions, please contact the producer! ¡¿
No matter what the problem is, just ask her and she will give you a solution. Even if she was not present and asked on the phone, she could actually know what happened at that time This kind of control ability really scared the whole crew.
Except Han Jue.
Xia Yuan managed the rear area and chores in such an orderly manner that he was so happy that he died.
So that every time Xia Yuan was so bored on the set that she couldn't stay any longer, Han Jue didn't want her to leave.
"You have to learn to enjoy small town life." Han Jue said seriously.
¡°The town is too bad, it¡¯s not interesting.¡±
"Tsk, don't think so. Look, people have lived here for more than two hundred and twenty years. Without them sticking to this land, we wouldn't have such a good place to shoot movies."
"Human beings have lived in caves for more than 10,000 years, but they left the caves and created wireless signals."
Han Jue rolled his eyes.
By this time, the smell of cigarette smoke in the room had almost dissipated. Han Jue sat on the wicker chair next to Xia Yuan, separated from Xia Yuan by a round table.
"As long as you are on the crew, those young people dare not move. Otherwise, I would really be worried about Director Sun during the past few days since I left." Han Jue said.
It¡¯s not that you worry about Director Sun¡¯s strength, but your ability to resist temptation
"You've said so, can I still leave?" Xia Yuan smiled, put out the cigarette without lighting it again, "You can go your own way."
"Oh no~" Han Jue left Xia Yuan on the set so that he could leave the set with peace of mind.
Han Jue¡¯s focus on making movies in the coastal countryside naturally got the approval of Guan Yi and others.
Now Han Jue has basically no schedule or activities except "iamasinger".
Han Jue knew that so many of his subordinates in the studio relied on him for food, but Guan Yi and the others still tolerated his previous willfulness. Although the dishwasher endorsement fee reaches the studio, it can support the salary of the employees for a period of time.
But Han Jue will not take other people¡¯s kindness to him for granted.
When I feel touched, I work harder and work harder.
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"iamasinger" is getting closer and closer to the end, and Han Jue has to start preparing his finals song.
And the final piece he prepared required dancing.
Dance¡¡
Han Jue has a headache when he thinks about dancing. Since his comeback, Han Jue has basically not danced much. At first, I entertained myself in the dance studio of a high-end apartment, but then I never did it again. Perhaps because there is no mirror, Han Jue's motivation for narcissism is unusually insufficient.
During this period, I thought about awakening this skill, but I was busy practicing piano, singing, arranging, and producing, and I didn¡¯t have time to learn at all.
Now that you need to dance, you have to learn it. Because he didn't sing that man's song in the finals, Han Jue felt that his new life would be incomplete!
As for the teacher who will teach him how to dance, Han Jue already has a candidate in mind.
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