Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 32 32. I, Chen Li’an, never take the initiative

For an actor, the best performance is no performance.

Chen Li'an's current state is that he can't perform. After more than a month of slowly adjusting, walking around the Pang family mansion every day, it seems that he has resonated with the house through time and space.

Resonating with the non-existent Mid-Autumn Festival, he became a servant in the Pang family's mansion, a servant who loved the eldest lady wholeheartedly.

This is the place he longs for. He has grown up in this house since he was a child. His biggest ambition is to become a senior servant of this house one day and stay with the eldest lady Linglong every day.

There is also an abbreviation for a senior servant, that is, a butler.

But now not only is the dream coming true, it’s super doubled.

He has directly achieved a class leap, promoted from servant to master, and is about to become the godbrother of the eldest lady Linglong.

This news made Zhongqiu excited, panicked, and even suspected that he was dreaming.

But when he actually stood outside the door of the Pang family ancestral hall, he was shocked to realize that this seemed to be true.

The master is dead, the eldest master smokes and becomes a disabled person, unable to speak or turn his eyes, and the Pang family has no one in charge.

The only person qualified to succeed as the head of the Pang family was the eldest lady Linglong. When she learned the news in Mid-Autumn Festival, she was happy for Linglong from the bottom of her heart.

Have a good death, master!

There was a dense crowd of clan members standing outside the ancestral hall, all waiting for the clan elders to announce who would be the next head of the family. Everyone guessed that the head of the family would definitely be Linglong, but Linglong was a woman and someone must adopt her.

As a member of the side tribe, who wouldn’t want to become the master of the Pang family?

Wearing a servant's blouse in Mid-Autumn Festival, looking at the tribesmen with different expressions, a sense of superior contempt suddenly arose in his heart.

Only he knows that he will be the lucky one.

But this condescending contempt was instantly brought back to its original state when the housekeeper shouted the name Linglong.

Zhongqiu is not a master, he is just a servant of Linglong, a servant who is willing to wait for her all her life.

Linglong wore a white mourning dress and crossed the high threshold of the ancestral hall with brisk steps, not caring about the strange looks around her.

I also didn’t notice Mid-Autumn Festival hiding behind the crowd, and I didn’t notice the excitement, fanaticism, and anxiety of Mid-Autumn Festival.

At this moment of Mid-Autumn Festival, I only have one thought, hurry! Hurry up and announce that Linglong has become the head of the family, and announce that he will adopt the big house and become Linglong's godbrother.

After the elders in the ancestral hall announced that Linglong had become the head of the family, they shouted: "Linglong is a woman after all, and she still needs to find a capable helper to help support the family, so the clan elders discussed adopting a man to the big house. This person is Zhongqiu." !”

After Zhongqiu heard the clan elder calling his name, his head exploded with a bang. He couldn't hear any of the noisy discussions around him or the clan elder's instructions.

Looking at the high door of the ancestral hall, he looked through the crowd to Linglong in the middle of the ancestral hall.

"Mid-Autumn Festival, hurry up, I'm calling you!"

A man dressed like a servant in Zhongqiu throws a long gown to Zhongqiu. This is a symbol of status and change, and it is also an insurmountable class and rule in this house.

Zhongqiu subconsciously took over the robe, keeping his eyes fixed on the exquisite sound and shadow in the ancestral hall. He instinctively unfolded the robe, put it on and walked into the ancestral hall.

Looking at the figure getting closer and closer, Zhong Qiu suddenly panicked when he realized that he was about to become the man standing next to Linglong.

He began to be afraid and began to wonder whether all this was real, whether it was a dream or whether it really happened.

Zhongqiu hurriedly buttoned up his robe, looked at the main hall of the ancestral hall just around the corner, and subconsciously raised his legs to step in from the main entrance.

But Pang An, the butler next to him, stretched out his hand to stop him and asked him to enter through the side door.

Adopted children are not qualified to enter the main entrance. Such rules and discrimination make Zhongqiu awakened. All this seems to be true!

Mid-Autumn Festival walked into the ancestral hall from the side door, looked at Linglong so close at hand, looked at her aloof and calm expression, and instantly felt a huge inferiority complex in her heart.

Zhongqiu lowered his head and did not dare to look at Linglong again, suppressing all the emotions in his heart.

"Kowtow to Miss, kneel down quickly and kowtow to Miss!" Butler Pang An's voice rang in his ears.

plop~

Zhongqiu knelt directly in front of Linglong without any hesitation.

The clan elder at the gate of the ancestral hall said loudly: "Be younger during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Linglong will be my sister from now on."

Zhongqiu, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his body tremblingly, raised his head and looked at Linglong who was wearing white mourning clothes in front of him, and shouted softly: "Sister."

The warm sunshine shines on Linglong's white clothes, forming a hazy halo. Looking up at Mid-Autumn Festival, Linglong looks like a fairy at this moment, so noble and holy.

When she called her sister, Zhongqiu finally put aside all her doubts and thoughts, and only her sister was in her eyes and heart.

In front of the crew's monitor, Leslie Cheung looked at Chen Li'an in the camera, feeling a little shocked.

The young man's secret love and inferiority complex, as well as his cautious eyes, were brought to life by Chen Li'an. This is clearly Zhongqiu himself!

Director Cheng also laughed very happily. This was the most satisfying scene he had shot since filming started.

Enjoyable! Moving clouds and flowing water! This is what you call an actor!

If he hadn't been concerned about his image as a cultural man and artist, Director Cheng would have wanted to stand up and shout: "Good! That's so damn good!"

Chen Li'an, who was kneeling in front of Gong Li, relaxed slightly and took a breath when he knew that the scene was finished.

Director Cheng actually used a whole long lens to shoot this scene just now. If Chen Li'an hadn't had rich experience in drama performances and was deeply involved in the drama, he probably wouldn't have been able to do it again.

Gong Li didn't expect that Chen Li'an could act so well. The words "sister" she just said almost made her heart tremble. She was in a daze before she came back to her senses. She bent down and reached out to hold Chen Li'an's arm, and said softly: "Get up, don't kneel down." ”

Chen Li'an was helped up by Gong Li, looking a little confused as to whether the person in front of him was Linglong or Gong Li.

It wasn't until Mr. Zhou ran through the crowd and ran in front of him that Chen Li'an was able to break away from the state of Zhongqiu and distinguish reality from illusion.

"Chen Li'an, your acting is so good! Why didn't you act seriously before?" Mr. Zhou was as excited as a child.

Chen Li'an glanced at her, and then said to Gong Li: "Thank you, Sister Gong Li."

Gong Li showed off her gentle and mature temperament with a smile, completely outshining the young and lovely Mr. Zhou next to her.

"It hurt a lot when I knelt down just now. I even heard a thud." Gong Li said with a smile.

Chen Li'an glanced at the excited Mr. Zhou, then at the charming Gong Li, and sighed inwardly.

It's better to be a sister. A sister can care for others. She will help herself up after filming, and she will also care about whether her knees hurt. She is much better than a little girl named Zhou Gongzi.

The neglected Mr. Zhou looked at the way Chen Li'an looked at Gong Li and couldn't help but feel panicked. He quickly took Chen Li'an's hand and said with concern, "Does it hurt? I'll rub it for you."

"It doesn't hurt. There is a cushion. How can I be so delicate? Sister Gong Li is just joking." Chen Li'an said with a slight smile.

Gong Li looked at Mr. Zhou and Chen Li'an and smiled slightly, then turned and headed towards Director Cheng.

After Gong Li left, Mr. Zhou took Chen Li'an's arm and said to him like a warning but also an uneasy pleading: "Don't take advantage of her!"

Chen Li'an was stunned for a moment, then rubbed Mr. Zhou's little head and said, "Who do you think I am?"

"Bad guy!" Master Zhou bared his teeth and shouted in a low voice.

"You know, I never take the initiative, don't think so much." Chen Li'an pinched Mr. Zhou's swollen cheeks and said.

Mr. Zhou glanced at Gong Li who looked over from a distance from time to time, and whispered in his heart, you don't take the initiative, but you will let others take the initiative.