A group of supporting actors who played the corpse with Chu Qing scrambled to move the equipment in the crew very hard. When passing by some third-tier actors or assistants, they all held their heads and chests up to show their best condition and tried to leave a good impression in the eyes of the assistant director. If they were attracted by the director's assistant or third-tier stars and recommended each character to the director who could show off their faces, it would be profitable.

Then……

The idea of ​​becoming famous in battle, becoming a star, and marrying a rich and beautiful woman to the peak of life always exists in the hearts of these supporting actors.

They express themselves very hard and do not miss any opportunity to become famous.

After all, who doesn't want to become famous?

Chu Qing was inconspicuous when he was in the middle of these people.

He thought these people were very sad. What is the entertainment industry? It was a place where people had mixed together, unspoken rules were prevalent, and everyone had them.

If you play a few supporting roles who don’t show your face, you can be attracted by the director? If you help move something, you can be attracted by the director? If you don’t work hard, you can become famous in one battle?

Don't be stupid.

It’s better to accept reality early, move things early and go back to bed. The bottom line is the bottom line.

Chu Qing is a very realistic person. He also knows what he wants. He never has the idea of ​​becoming a big star.

So when all the supporting actors were performing their own efforts to move props and develop their acting skills, Chu Qing slowly mixed in the crowd without showing any sign of disgrace.

In the temporary shed on the other side.

"What do you think of this song?" Assistant director Chen Wei'an looked at Xia Baoyang.

"This song? No." Xia Baoyang looked at the music score and lyrics, then shook his head to deny it.

"What about this song? This song was written by Mr. Wang and composed by Qin and Han dynasties. I have listened to it on the spot. The style and rhythm of this song are quite good."

"It tastes a little bit, but it almost... let's take a look." Xia Baoyang hesitated for a while, then shook his head and continued to look through the next song score.

"Is there a song that suits your taste among so many things? Can you accept reality a little bit! My great director Mr. Xia Baoyang!" Chen Wei'an looked at her serious husband, and her face was not good-looking.

My husband is good elsewhere, but sometimes he is too perfectionist.

Where is the perfect thing in this world?

In recent years, although Xia Baoyang has been a well-known director, he has missed the opportunity to direct many big productions because of his perfect personality.

Many potential directors have emerged in recent years, and several of the older generation and Xia Baoyang generation have won the Best Director Award, and several directors are even preparing to sharpen their knives and make a big splash in Hollywood.

And what about me?

He still acts on his own and is not impatient with perfectionism, but as his wife, Chen Wei'an, was so anxious that he wanted to pick up a song immediately!

"What I made must be perfect. If I am not satisfied, how can the audience be satisfied?"

"Okay, you're amazing. The well-known combination of Lao Wang and Qin Han cannot catch your eye. When I saw this theme song, let's see which one is not better than you now?"

"snort!"

Seeing that his wife started nagging again, Xia Baoyang felt extremely upset, so he groaned and turned around and left the temporary shed. He was about to sit by the small lake next to Hengdian.

In fact, in a sense, these songs are not bad, but he always feels lacking in taste.

smell!

Yes, it's the taste...

Where is the smell I'm looking for?

When I came to the small lake, it happened to be when the moon just rose. From a distance, the rippling waves on the lake were swinging with the wind, which looked a bit like a little.

Very quiet.

Yes, Xia Baoyang likes this kind of tranquility, and he feels that his originally irritable heart is slowly relaxing.

"The sound of swords and halberds is hoarse and the bamboo is full of hoarseness.

Who will take you to watch the fight outside the city

The blood splattered the white veil

The six armies will not be dispatched at the city

Who knew that goodbye would be life and death without saying anything!”

who?

At this moment, Xia Baoyang was stunned.

He seemed to hear someone singing a song by the lake that he had never heard before.

"When I was wrapped in a thousand turns of red lines, I

Marry as a person with a thought

Whose old scar

Can drink tea without moving

Break this prosperous fireworks”

Um?

It sounds like it has a little taste, but it seems to be a little tender, so it would be great if it has a sense of vicissitudes.

"The painting of blood staining the country

How can you resist a little cinnabar between your eyebrows

It's fine to overthrow the world

It's always just a prosperous

The peach blossoms are stained with blood

I just want to see you again and cry like rain

Listen to the sword and silence

The tall building collapsed at the verge of death”

Huh?

The lyrics are also good!

While Xia Baoyang was listening carefully, the sound of singing suddenly stopped.

This made Xia Baoyang feel a little uncomfortable. He quickly raised his body and walked towards the origin of the sound...

"You sang this song just now?" Xia Baoyang walked about ten meters and saw a young man squatting by the lake washing his hands, frowned and asked.

"Song?" The young man turned to look at Xia Baoyang. "I sang it, what's wrong?"

“What’s the name of this song?”

"What's wrong with everything?" The young man glanced at Xia Baoyang strangely.

"No, this song is very good, but you sing it in a bad way." Xia Baoyang nodded expressionlessly, but his heart gradually became hot.

"Check? After all, I'm not a professional singer." Chu Qing stood up after washing his hands, looked at Xia Baoyang and shook his head.

"Who is the original singer of this song?"

"Original singer? It's He..." Chu Qing suddenly stopped the word "Hetu" when he was about to say it.

River map?

Where is the river map in this world?

Only then did he remember that the world had not devoted all the world, not only did it not devote all the world, but there was no river map...

"What's the river?"

"Uh... nothing, this song doesn't have the original singer." Chu Qing felt a little guilty, and then looked elsewhere.

"No original singer? What does it mean..." Xia Baoyang was stunned, and then asked inconclusively, "Is this song original by you?"

"It was my original one." Chu Qing could only admit it with a shameless face. In fact, he had no choice but to admit it. After all, where can I find the author of this song in this world? He can't make one...

"What's your name? This song should have the second half, so you can continue singing it for me."

"Sing again?" Chu Qing looked up and down at Xia Baoyang, shook his head speechlessly, "If you ask me to sing, I will sing? Then I am very embarrassed?"

"..." Xia Baoyang looked at Chu Qing's expression and was stunned, "Don't you know me?"

"You?" Chu Yang looked at Xia Baoyang again, then shook his head.

"Okay, there is a TV series called "The Emperor of the World" being filmed here. You should know, right?" Xia Baoyang was speechless.

"Uh? I don't know." Chu Qing shook his head again.

In fact, he was only reborn in this world for less than three days, and he didn't know many things at all.

"..." Xia Baoyang was speechless after seeing Chu Qing's expression not as fake.

Could it be that I have been silent in the world in recent years, and there is no news about me in the world?

Did I fail like this?

It's impossible!
To be continued...