Falling in Love With the Male God

Undoubtedly, Lin Qin's words showed full respect for the supporting roles, even in Lin Qin's eyes, the so-called supporting roles and the so-called protagonists are all the same, they also have their own lives, and they also deserve to be respected.

Every character in the script has flesh and blood in Lin Qin's eyes, the only difference lies in the number of roles in this drama or movie.

And from Lin Qin's words, Dai Hong and Zhu Ling's couple can also see Lin Qin's attitude, he doesn't care whether he is the protagonist or not, what he cares about is whether he can play the role he has got.

Suddenly, the couple understood why Lin was able to win the best actor award at the Cannes Film Festival at a young age. On the one hand, he met good resources, and on the other hand, it came from Lin Qin himself. He was serious and willing to work hard.

Today's industry is impetuous and fast-paced, how many young actors will try to figure out roles like Lin Qin and study acting skills?It’s not just a set of stand-in cutouts.A TV series with dozens of episodes is filmed in three or four months, and what is presented to the audience is a shoddy piece of garbage.He chose to use traffic stars, and the audience paid for the rubbish, screaming at the screen that he was so handsome and beautiful, but he didn't notice the talented actors in the show.

So in this kind of drama or movie, the supporting role becomes a joke, and the audience can confidently say, I am not watching the plot, my good looks are enough.

But is it really enough?There is no logic, no acting skills, and you can't even memorize scripts. Can TV dramas and movies that rely entirely on post-dubbing really be called TV dramas or movies?

Old actors like Dai Hong and Zhu Ling are powerless to change the status quo, but under the pressure of human affection, they must join such a crew.They dance in shackles, but also do their best to present their roles.

However, in the eyes of others, all the hard work is not as good as the protagonist's handsome face.

So suddenly hearing Lin Qin's words today, Dai Hong and Zhu Ling felt warm in their hearts. At least they saw the responsibility and responsibility of young actors from Lin Qin.

"Yes, no matter the protagonist or the supporting role, everyone has a wonderful life and deserves to be respected." Dai Hong sighed, and wanted to reach out to pat Lin Qin on the shoulder, but then recalled that Lin Qin was a shy and introverted person. He raised his hand and said: "The future belongs to you young people. I am very pleased to see this in you."

Zhu Ling nodded approvingly, "Green leaves also have the charm of green leaves. It's too monotonous and not exciting for everyone to compete to be a red flower."

Therefore, in order to present a wonderful effect in the end, many old artists and old actors don't care how many times they are in the play, they are willing to be green leaves, and even uglify themselves, everything is for the role.

No matter how impatient and utilitarian the outside world has become, they have always maintained their original aspirations as filmmakers and TV drama makers, to be an old artist with both virtue and skill, stick to their original heart, and guard their innocence for this increasingly impetuous circle.

After sighing in this way, Dai Hong glanced at the sky and said, "It's getting late, let's all go back and rest."

After speaking, he took Zhu Ling's hand and walked back to the villa along the cobblestone road unsteadily.

"Let's go back too." Meng Chao put away Lin Qin's notes and said to Lin Qin.

"Ah."

The two walked towards the villa side by side, and the moonlight fell down, stretching their shadows very long.

Meng Chao stretched out his hand and tentatively hooked Gou Linqin's finger with his little finger. Jian Linqin didn't refuse, and wrapped Lin Qin's palm in his own.

Lin Qin's face was stained red, but he didn't want to break away.

At the corner, the shadows of the two overlapped, but it was also lingering.

Lin Qin and Meng Chao went upstairs together, and they stopped at the door of Lin Qin's room.

Lin Qin withdrew his hand, the heat on his face would not subside for a while, and he didn't dare to look at Meng Chao, he lowered his head and said, "Brother Meng Chao, good night."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Meng Chao's response, he turned around and pushed the door open.But Meng Chao grabbed Lin Qin's hand and suddenly lowered his head to kiss Lin Qin's forehead.

Lin Qin's eyes widened in surprise, the emotions in his eyes were complicated, mixed with panic and surprise, something rose up in his chest, Lin Qin only felt that he was about to float up.

Meng Chao did not leave after kissing Lin Qin, but leaned over and whispered in Lin Qin's ear: "I am not just talking about how to get along with husband and wife, I hope it can be put into practice, and there is only one object of practice. , and the only one."

Lin Qin was dumbfounded and stood there blankly, still maintaining a wide-eyed expression.He could hear the sound of his own heartbeat, beating, beating, which was especially obvious in the silent night.

But Meng Chao didn't push Lin Qin too hard. He rubbed Lin Qin's head, gently pushed him back into the room, and said with a gentle smile, "Hurry up and rest, see you tomorrow morning." , and closed the door for Lin Qin very intimately.

Lin Qin stayed in the room in a daze for a long time before he regained his sanity. Meng Chao's words echoed in his ears over and over again, and his heart was bubbling.

"I seem to be flying." Lin Qin jumped up, flung himself on the bed, hugged the quilt and smiled silly, his brows and eyes stretched, cheerful like a fool.

That night, Lin Qin suffered from insomnia.In the end, he took out the mobile phone that returned to their hands at night, and sent a Weibo.

Because he was on a small account, Lin Qin didn't control his heart, so the content of Weibo is like this——

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, I seem to be confessed! ! !Fly with joy! ! !So excited, can't sleep! !

After posting the Weibo, Lin Qin put the phone on his chest and lay on the bed tossing and turning.

In the next room, as soon as Meng Chao came out of the shower, a notification sound came from his mobile phone. This is a notification sound specially set by him. As long as Weibo followers pay special attention to posting Weibo, Meng Chao will be notified as soon as possible.

And the only one that Meng Chao paid special attention to was Lin Qin.

Meng Chao immediately picked up his phone, opened Weibo, and saw Lin Qin's latest updates.

Seeing this Weibo post with a significantly different painting style from the previous ones, Meng Chao's first reaction was that Lin Qin had posted the wrong account number, and he probably posted the large account as a small account, so he posted his feelings recklessly. .

It turned out to be a little confused.

Meng Chao couldn't help laughing, and then slickly clicked a thumbs up.

Regardless of whether Lin Qin has a big account or a small account, he sets Meng Chao as a special concern. Lin Qin can receive any news on Meng Chao's Weibo immediately, and then he sees that Meng Chao likes a Weibo. The more he looks at it, the more he feels that Meng Chao Chao's Weibo likes is very familiar.After knowing it, I realized that this was the Weibo I just posted, and then glanced at the Weibo nickname with a guilty conscience...

Lin Qin:! ! ! !

He got the wrong number and cried.