Chapter 140
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Qin Guan nodded to the director and put the script on the table. Then he started the first scene in front of the fake embroidery frame. How does he act? Who can teach him? Forget it. I'll just have to do something beyond my abilities.
Qin Guan pretended to hold an embroidery needle and posed himself in the most beautiful posture. I poke the frame! I poke the frame! Then, he pretended that someone was walking towards him. Using his keen sense of the camera, he turned his head to the side naturally to make himself look good on camera.
Director Li Shaohong saw his charm. She gestured to the frame of the camera with her hand and measured the boy's sense of the camera with Qin Guan's movements.
Qin Guan turned around and sat down with his back to the camera. His posture was good. He looked at the non-existent supporting actor, the Flat Princess, with his side profile.
Qin Guan stood up and said his first line, "Princess, can you do embroidery?" Then he waited for a few seconds and gestured to the air, "Raise your hand higher..."
Qin Guan put his hand on someone's shoulder and taught them how to embroider.
Li Shaohong knocked on the table. That's awesome! He even has a faint affection for the air. It's as if he's looking at you as if you're the only one in his eyes.
He can't act? He's much better than the average actor.
Qin Guan would never tell Li Shaohong that he had automatically mistaken Cong Nianwei for the Queen and the Princess.
Qin Guan was happy when he read the script. I'm just a toy boy.
He just needed to please Cong Nianwei, be a little less stupid, and pretend to be a little more aloof. That was not a big deal.
The director was satisfied. Qin Guan went to change clothes and Sister Xue went to talk about the contract. That was the deal. Time was tight. As soon as Qin Guan arrived at the set, he would have to focus on his scenes.
It was an important task, but Qin Guan had to take the exam. Li Shaohong appreciated talent and knew about Qin Guan's situation, so she took special care of him.
Qin Guan was still in a daze when he drove home. Did I pass the interview just like that?
Then he had to inform his girlfriend first. Speaking of which, he still had Director Li Shaohong's signature in his pocket that he shamelessly asked for.
He thought of how he had run away from Sister Xue and Li Shaohong, who was trying hard not to laugh. He murmured to himself, "Sorry, Sister Xue. I made you lose face for my girlfriend."
As long as Cong Nianwei was happy, everything was fine. His dear Vivian was still directing the workers to paint the house. Yesterday, they had been busy for a long time before they had realized that neither of them was a good worker.
Everyone wisely adopted the traditional approach. They found a labor contractor and spent 200 dayuan. Each family could finish the job in a day.
By the time Qin Guan got home, the house had been cleaned up. Cong Nianwei was picking up the newspapers on the floor, sweating profusely.
Qin Guan hugged his cute girlfriend from behind and threw her into his arms.
Cong Nianwei was startled. When she saw clearly who was surrounding her, she was ready to fight back.
Qin Guan hurriedly put a big piece of paper with Li Shaohong's name on it between the two of them.
Taking advantage of Cong Nianwei's happiness, he escaped. Vivian's face was red. She seemed very happy.
Qin Guan stole a kiss from her.
What? She just looked at him coquettishly. She wasn't angry. As the old saying goes, strangers become friends the second time.
Cong Nianwei had no time to pay attention to Qin Guan's secret gesture. She was attracted by the script in Qin Guan's hands.
Aiya, this drama is really well written. I really can't wait to see its graceful bearing on TV. Cong Nianwei, who was a bit of a hipster, liked this kind of script.
She patted Qin Guan on the shoulder encouragingly and handed the script to him. "Aren't you going to take me to eat? I've been tired all day. "
"It's time for dinner. Go back and read the script! Didn't you say that your TV series is coming? "
"Why are you still dawdling here? Move! Move! "
Qin Guan had been scolded by his girlfriend for the whole day. Before he could start to feel sorry for himself, Professor Li had come to take him away.
Professor Li approved of her direct disciple's incompetence. That was the general environment in China. As long as you became popular, there would be a big shot. How could you become popular? Who cares about you?
Qin Guan was escorted to a big courtyard in Goldfish Alley. Passing through an arched arched door, he arrived at a standard courtyard.
The east wing and the west wing echoed each other from a distance. The courtyard was filled with a touch of shy lilac, which added a touch of interest to the courtyard.
Qin Guan stared at Granny Rong, the old lady who was teaching him ancient etiquette. Is she a history professor from the Capital University? Is she here to teach me, just like Professor Li?
The old woman looked at Qin Guan with disdain. He's really an embroidered pillow. Is there nothing but grass in his heart? My precious granddaughter must be blind to fall in love with this guy.
It's all my bad friend Li Ying's fault. She had come to beg me with Qin Guan's poster while my granddaughter was here.
Granny Rong had intended to refuse. She had retired, and Elder Lin had found a pretty boy apprentice. What a joke!
However, her granddaughter had refused. She had begged her to teach Qin Guan. Why? The girl was peeking at Qin Guan from the doorframe, munching on a lollipop.
She's only eight years old, yet she already knows what beauty is. It's all my fault for always telling my granddaughter about Song Yu, Pan An and the Prince of Lanling. She's brought Qin Guan in.
Thinking of that, the old lady hit Qin Guan's calf with her pointer. She scolded, "Are you stupid? You can't even remember what I've told you! "
When Old Madam Rong said this, she felt an inexplicable sense of guilt. Speaking of which, this child wouldn't know if she didn't teach him, but once she did, she was shocked! Her Retentive Memory was full of points! He could learn it as soon as he learned it.
If he could keep this kind of intelligence, it wouldn't be a bad thing to have another student … (Old lady, where is your moral integrity?)
After half a day of ancient etiquette lessons, Granny Rong kindly let Qin Guan drink a mouthful of water and led him into the main hall.
There was a simple embroidery stand in the hall. The old lady was sitting in front of it, threading the thread with a needle. The fine silk thread danced up and down in her hands, looking ancient and elegant.
She tied the thread and stood up from the embroidery table. She said to Qin Guan, "Although I don't know what kind of play you are playing, men and women embroidery are the same. In ancient times, there were also men embroidery masters. Since you are playing a play, you just need to keep the charm."
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