Chapter 68
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When Director Mong said that he was "good-looking", he was referring more to his temperament than his appearance.
Modern special effects makeup was so advanced that it was easy to change a person's appearance, but it was very difficult to change a person's temperament.
Although Zhou Yuhe's family background was average, his mother was a professor of ancient Chinese and he had a good upbringing. Since he was young, he had a strong scholarly aura.
After that, he entered the luxurious entertainment industry. Under the strict star creation system of I.S., his temperament became more and more unique and outstanding. Later on, he ushered in the explosive period of his career and became a superstar in the country.
No matter how humble his words and actions were, they could not hide the strong celebrity aura that had long been engraved in his bones.
This celebrity aura had been silent and depressed for more than ten years after his disfigurement.
However, after his rebirth, it had undoubtedly returned to him.
Moreover, after settling down, it was even brighter and more dazzling, causing people to be deeply immersed in it.
It was precisely because the star aura on him was too strong that even at night, even if he was wearing a hat and his appearance could not be seen clearly, even if he was sitting quietly in a corner —
He could also capture everyone's attention at once.
Such a person would stand out even if he was thrown into a pile of beggars in ragged clothes.
Even if his face was dirty, the audience could see his potential from his exquisite and perfect facial features. They believed that he could be a model, an Internet celebrity, a celebrity, and do anything that could make a living with his face.
The only thing they could not believe was that he would be poor for the rest of his life.
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Zhou Yuhe sat on the sofa in his living room. It was raining outside the window.
He carefully recalled the night in Tokyo when Meng Chuan stood in the crowd and smiled at him.
That smile was 30% scrutinizing, 30% mocking, and very distrustful.
Zhou Yuhe was very indignant, but he could not refute.
What could be more convincing than the truth?
On the streets of a foreign country, he was wearing a baseball cap that even his own mother could not recognize at a glance.
His performance was even worse than some high school students.
But the reality was just that shocking.
When Meng Chuan said those words, he felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head.
All his enthusiasm for "Cat" and An Xue was frozen.
Zhou Yuhe began to calm down.
He leaned his head on the sofa and listened to the sound of rain outside the window. He began to think carefully about the roles he had played before.
Indeed, in his 20 years of acting career, it wasn't that he didn't have times when his acting skills were off the charts, but it wasn't that he didn't have times when he played small characters. After his face was disfigured, he played the role of a bad villain. These had become his daily routine.
However.
There were many different types of small characters. He had never played such a precarious role before.
Moreover, as a supporting character, the time that Zhou Yuhe played as a minor character would not exceed 20 minutes.
His experience, his ability to figure out characters, could fill this less than twenty minutes of performance.
However, it was unable to support a two-hour-long literary film.
Not only did this require superb acting skills, but it also required the actor to truly imprint suffering on his soul. Only then could he act out the desperation of being forced into a corner by poverty.
If he hadn't really been poor and lived in the slums, he would not be able to make a convincing performance.
"I can tell you clearly that your acting skills are very good. You can act like whatever you play, but what I need is not 'very good' or 'act like whatever you play'."
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