It was not right. Guo Baochang felt that everything was not right since he woke up in the morning. The fried dough sticks he ate in the morning were not right, the camel cigarettes in his hand were not right, and even the tea leaves in the purple clay teapot on the tea table were not right.

When Guo Baochang opened his eyes this morning, he felt that his whole life was awkward.

My wife knew his donkey temper. After answering the right answer, she went to the community to play cards with other old ladies, so as not to make the old man who was in menopause angry. Then there would be another quarrel. At this time, Guo Baochang, who was alone at home, had no venting room, and was so uncomfortable that he couldn't feel comfortable staying.

Guo Baochang thought about it carefully. It was not a feeling of discomfort. It might be related to the straightforward conversation of the boy who came last night. Those words evoked the feeling of guilt that was no longer strong, as if he had torn apart the blood scab on the scar. This was a heart disease.

When, when, when, when.

When the knock on the door sounded again, Guo Baochang walked to the door helplessly. He knew that this was an actor recommended by a company from some time. He really didn't want to see him, but not finding the starring actor in the whole drama would be stuck here, and he couldn't get up or down.

Click.

The door was opened, and this time Mr. Guo was too lazy to even speak, so he opened the door and turned around and walked back into the room.

The agent and actor carrying fruits outside the door didn't even know whether they should go in. If it weren't for this role in the end, I'm afraid there would be no other choice than turn around and leave.

The two people entering the house sat face to face with Guo Baochang in the house: "Director Guo, we are..."

"Okay, it doesn't matter where you are, it's mainly how you act." Guo Baochang looked up at the actor in his thirties. He looked very handsome and had a angular face.

"Hello, Director Guo, I understand this drama so much. Bai Jingqi was born in a house and had the temper of a rich young master and the character of an old capital. The most difficult thing is to combine the two..."

Guo Baochang was already annoyed when he heard this. He wrote this book. Why did an actor tell him who Bai Jingqi is?

"We are like this. Have you read the book? After watching it, you can choose a random show. Let's see if your posture is as good as Bai Jingqi."

The actor who was about to talk big was put back in one sentence, but the agent and the actor had no idea what to say.

What else can they say?

Shao Yingxiong took preconceived ideas as soon as he arrived, which aroused the pain in Guo Baochang's heart. Now whoever brings this book to him is sprinkling salt on the old man's wound? How could the old man be happy?

When the actor saw that there was nothing to say, he stood up and pretended to behave. He graduated from the Academy of Drama. As soon as he was put on the Peking Opera posture, he showed a professional style.

"Looking at the black hole in front of you, it must be the thief's nest. When I catch up, kill him cleanly!"

This lyrics is about picking Gao Chong's lines in the rig, and actors with great Peking Opera skills perform vividly.

Guo Baochang frowned when he saw this. He was looking for Bai Jingqi, not Gao Chong. What if you have a deep foundation in Peking Opera? Bai Jingqi is the young master and the head of the Bai family. He sings operas just to have a music. If he really sings like the real thing, Bai Jingqi or Bai Jingqi? He can't become a star on the Peking Opera stage?

"Uh, that, okay, very good. So, you guys go back first, wait a few days later, and the assistant director will come to the meeting, and I will decide to notify you."

The old man spoke directly and chased people. He was already confused. As a result, someone came to tell him who Bai Jingqi was. Another Peking Opera came. The old man was about to get angry. Even if this line was very important, he didn't want to continue listening.

After finally seeing these two people away, Guo Baochang knocked on the door again before he could take a breath. This time, four of them came.

An agent leads three actors. These three actors are bold, creamy, and faces with a very sense of justice. They have all kinds of flavors, but they don’t have to worry about Bai Jingqi.

The old man used his old tricks again and asked them to act again, but the three of them gave a classic line.

"The Bai family door is up and down, inside and out, big and small, and it's all fucking bastards." This is a line from the bold and unrestrained style, and it's a passionate criticism.

Guo Baochang felt more domineering, but there was no such helplessness in this scolding that he was called "Daily Responsive".

"Spring, come, let's have a taste of it." This is the line chosen by the buttery young actor, which makes Bai Jingqi's eagerness to touch a woman's first time, but Guo Baochang always feels that this child is like the smell of holding a female student on the street and gnawing it - flowing - rogue?

Just as he was about to act with a sense of justice on his face, Guo Baochang's phone rang. Guo Baochang really didn't want to bear it anymore, so he picked up the phone and answered it: "Hey? Mr. Wang..."

The room was quiet.

Guo Baochang was tired and tired. He asked the guy who didn't even have time to report his name yesterday to talk to him. Guo Baochang felt that the boy was not a thing, too bad. He was a little wise to say that he couldn't act, and then he scolded the man of his age to be a man inside and outside.

But why did Guo Baochang write the manuscript of "The Great Mansion" three times over the years? Is it to portray everything about that era and himself? No, definitely not.

He just couldn't relieve the knot in his heart. Too many messes wrapped around him made him sweat in the middle of the night.

Almost every one of the more than a thousand people stood in front of him, Yang Jiuhong, ancestors, and third master... These people seemed to be standing there and looking at him, so he couldn't stand or sit.

"Hey, hey, Teacher Guo, it's me, Wang Zhongjun. Our actors went to your place yesterday, didn't cause you any trouble?"

Listening to the voice on the phone, Guo Baochang smiled and said to the phone: "How can I cause trouble for me if I didn't cause me? I'm so kind, I'll give me a stinky roll when I come. Why did I sell my adoptive mother and force her adoptive mother to pay the property? Your actor has checked me out."

"Is there such a thing? Teacher Guo, don't be angry. He just entered the industry and didn't know anything. I apologize to you. I'll come to the door to apologize now."

Guo Baochang looked up and saw the four people standing stupidly in the room, and quickly stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to have a friend. We're going to talk about it next time, I'm sorry."

After driving away another group, Guo Baochang let out a long sigh and said to the phone: "Mr. Wang, don't say he doesn't know anything. He really understands what "The Mansion Gate" means in my heart. Originally, I planned to contact Chen Baoguo, but in my impression, he only had a little bit of Bai Jingqi's shadow, but now, I want to see how you little actors are. Last night, he said something that I never dared to recognize in my life, those things... Let's do it again, and read the script carefully before coming, and I want to see if he can perform Bai Jingqi's energy."

Guo Baochang was not sick, nor was he addicted to being scolded. No one was able to find his pulse.

He has been writing "The Mansion Gate" for forty years. What he wants is Bai Jingqi in his mind, not Bai Jingqi in anyone's mind. If you don't even know who Guo Baochang is, you don't even think about being involved in this drama.

Shao Yingxiong did it. After he went there, he didn't act with a good-mouthed and white teeth. Instead, he talked about it first and talked through it. After talking about it, Guo Baochang saw that no actor could find any understanding of him from the second person. Then, the play that anyone acted was not a play, at least in Guo Baochang's eyes, it was not a play.

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Chapter completed!