Yes, the most popular word in the film industry was' transformation ', and the most popular word to praise actors was' breakthrough '.
But the actors forgot that as long as they were human, they would have their limitations.
He couldn't be suitable for every role, just like there was no such thing as an all-rounder in the world.
Some scenes and roles could not be played just because one had good acting skills.
If one tried to win such a role, one would become a joke.
Therefore, putting away those unrealistic ideas and thoroughly understanding the type of role that truly suited him, bringing the most exciting performance to the audience, was what an actor should do.
Braga bowed deeply to the actor, who she hadn't had much contact with before.
No wonder he had won so many national film awards at such a young age. He had a much deeper understanding of the acting industry than she did.
The actress was convinced, and Braga's manager, who had been worried about Qin Guan's future, let out a long sigh of relief.
"Thank you!"
"You're welcome!"
Qin Guan was in a good mood after gaining a loyal fan. He boarded the plane to the UK in a sunny mood.
He had already made several overseas calls to his wife, who was staying in China. Finally, he confirmed that Cong Nianwei was at the most critical moment of the project. She wanted to close the whole design team, so he flew to Europe alone reluctantly.
He had thought that he would be able to invite his wife and enjoy the spring in a foreign country, but his romantic dream had been shattered by the power of the state.
That's right, all of the venues and corresponding facilities for the 2008 Olympic Games were in the final stages of construction.
It was estimated that all the work, including the greening, the interior decoration of the Olympic Village and the testing of the living experience, would be completed by the end of 2007.
It was an important period. Cong Nianwei wished she could spend one day at a time. She didn't have the time to accompany Qin Guan.
This was not a farewell of life and death. She just wanted to show her face in the wax museum and cooperate with the local media for a brief interview. It was so pretentious that she looked like she was going on a trip.
Cong Nianwei couldn't be blamed for that. If there was a building competition in the world, China would definitely be ranked first. There was no doubt about it.
Not to mention large-scale construction, because in recent years, China's booming domestic development has caused a large number of people to begin to pour into several large cities.
The new population had made the public infrastructure and private living conditions of the cities unable to meet the needs of the existing population.
As a result, more and more buildings and various leisure and entertainment facilities had sprung up in the cities.
Due to the huge number of buildings, more construction workers had been attracted to the cities. Thanks to the development of China, the overpopulation caused by high-tech production had been effectively alleviated.
As for those workers who had to carry bricks and carry sand on the construction site, they gradually mastered many skills through the process of being influenced by what they saw and heard.
The workers in China were able to do some of the skills that the construction workers in other countries were unable to master. The workers in China were able to do some of the good qualities of diligence and simplicity that other countries did not possess.
Therefore, the construction of the main stadium of the Olympic Games, under the leadership and operation of the state, was changing day by day in front of everyone.
Unlike Cong Nianwei, who was busy eating sand and drinking clay, Qin Guan, who was wearing the most exquisite spring clothes made by the world's top fashion designer, stepped on the first floor of the Madame Tussauds Wax Museum with his polished leather shoes.
Wang Liying had contacted the staff in advance, so as soon as Qin Guan, who was like a big light bulb, entered the hall, an assistant tour guide came up to them and guided them.
"Are you Mr. Qin? Please follow me. "
A smiling girl with freckles on her face introduced the basic situation of the wax museum to them as she led them upstairs.
The headquarters of Madame Tussauds Wax Museum could be divided into three sections. The first and second floors were exhibition halls, which were divided into modern celebrities and historical figures according to their functions and models.
Qin Guan's destination was the third floor, which was not open to the public. It was also the headquarters of Madame Tussauds Wax Museum from all over the world.
Every star who was lucky enough to be selected would have a professional mannequin plotter to measure the data on the spot. After the detailed statistical work, all the data would be sent to the headquarters in London for further processing.
It was because of this set of professional and standard workflow that Madame Tussaud was able to maintain such a high degree of attention in today's world of information technology.
The door of the mysterious third floor was opening to Qin Guan. It was rare for Madame Tussauds to make an exception for an actor.
Their chief blacksmith was so interested in Qin Guan. He even directly sent the invitation letter to the other party.
"Please come in."
The little assistant maintained the most standard smile on her face. As the door to the third floor was slowly pushed open, it was as if a mysterious country was appearing in front of everyone.
Qin Guan was walking in curiously. Suddenly, an exaggerated scream was heard. A black figure jumped out of the door and pounced on Qin Guan.
"Ah!"
"Ouch!"
In a second, the wind and clouds changed, as fast as lightning.
Before Qin Guan could react, Han Zhujiu, Qin Guan's private bodyguard, took action.
As soon as the black figure appeared, he jumped out from behind Qin Guan.
With a beautiful side step, he stood between Qin Guan and the black figure.
Because of the subconscious activation of the self-protection mechanism, Han Zhujiu did not hesitate to do what a professional bodyguard should do in a situation where he did not know who the enemy was.
He did a beautiful leg bend, and his other leg was thrown out by inertia, forming the most perfect side kick.
Bang!
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