"Are you here to apply for a job"? Jia Yingjun asked. There was still some vigilance in his tone, but soon he relaxed his brows and let down his guard. After all, Wang Busheng's image was too popular.
"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Bushit stood up and nodded hurriedly, then looked up at the roof at a forty-five degree angle and continued: "When we were young, the teachers in the private school asked us what we wanted to do when we grew up. Some of them said to be doctors, and some said to be generals. Yes, there was even one who wanted to be the emperor, but then the one who wanted to be the emperor disappeared, the one who wanted to be the doctor died of the flu, and the one who wanted to be the general is now working at home. When my husband asked me about my dream, my answer was I hope to become a glorious actor and bring joy to the people of the Ming Empire. In order to make up for the regret that my Ming Empire does not have an international movie star, I am very confident and feel very proud of my great dream. As beautiful as life, as bright as the sun and the moon, why can't there be yellow-skinned superstars on the international stage?"
There should be applause here. It's just a pity that the current Wang Busheng will only be regarded as a fool.
Jia Yingjun was dumbfounded. Damn, what you said is really noble. This low-level career of becoming an actor has been established since childhood. Is this an idea that came from the mother's womb? I have to say that the person in front of me was born for lowliness. of. If it weren't for the fact that I had no choice but to be single for too long and wanted to find a female star to escape, I still wouldn't have chosen to enter the entertainment industry. After all, it would be difficult to enter the ancestral graves in the future.
"Are you telling the truth?" Although Wang Bushi's expression was sincere, Jia Yingjun still had some doubts. Although there are already thirty-eight applicants in front of them, they have not eaten for several days and are really desperate. The red envelopes given by Wang Busheng are all ten taels of silver. It is obvious that they will starve to death for a while. .
"Yes, yes, everything I said is true. When I was a child, Widow Li in our village pointed at my nose and said, if I don't become an actor, it will definitely be a big loss to the Ming Empire's entertainment industry," Wang Busheng replied confidently. , but the face is still a little red.
The highest level of lying is that the person who lies will believe it. Obviously, Wang Bu is still close to death, and he still doubts the authenticity of this statement. It can be seen that a shameless person is invincible in the world, and the king still needs to work hard to survive.
Looking at Wang Busui's popular face, Jia Yingjun is even more confident that he will become a big shot in the entertainment industry and a rising star with thousands of fans. "Well, well, there is also a Widow Li in our village, and she told me the same thing." Speaking of Widow Li, she deceived her virginity with a spring cake, and Jia Yingjun regretted it for a moment. The price was too low, at least add some pickles.
"Are they sisters?" Wang Busheng asked curiously.
Jia Yingjun nodded, "It's very possible. After all, they are so concerned about the entertainment industry of the Ming Empire, and they also have similar aesthetics."
Heroes hate meeting each other late. You were born before I was born, and I was born before you were old. You hated me for being born late, and I hate you for being born early. You two really should burn yellow paper and drink chicken blood to worship. Don't ask to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day. , but I wish to die in the same year and on the same day. As long as you are rich and noble, don't forget each other.
However, Wang Busheng still gave up this idea. This was an uncle in front of him, and he would suffer the consequences if he died together.
"I don't know the surname of this eldest brother?" Wang Bushi asked. He immediately became a colleague. It is very rude not to know the other person's name.
"Jia Yingjun," he gently held the hair between his forehead with his fingers. This gesture was very handsome. My little sister liked it very much, but she couldn't look at that face.
"Jia, Jia Yingjun, what a good name. This name matches the image of Brother Jia very well." Wang Bushit said with a smile. Although he was very repelled by Jia Yingjun's name, in the previous life, Hao Shuai, Jia Meili, Fan Jian, Yang Wei Such names are often encountered. It’s not surprising to see so many.
"Haha, that's right. I heard my mother say that my name is the name that Taoist Zhang from Longhu Mountain came up with after searching through Taoist classics for ninety-nine and seventy-eight days. Later, he sat down and consecrated it to the Buddha." Jia Yingjun was as smug as a naughty boy who got a new toy and acted in front of his friends.
Ninety-nine and seventy-eight days, uh, okay, that's not the point. The point is that Wang Bushui really wants to remind Jia Yingjun, no, it's Jia Yingjun's mother. Taoists worship the Three Pure Ones, but they don't expose their shortcomings when they pick up people, just like friends. Holding a gift brought back from abroad, it says "Made in China" on it, but I still have to give it a face.
"Yes, yes, he is extraordinarily brave, handsome but not obvious. Brother Jia is still very handsome, but not too obvious."
The flattery king is still very reserved.
"Haha, you have to have good looks to be in the entertainment industry, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to work in Star Film and Television for such a long time." Jia Yingjun proudly said that he has grown up with Star Film and Television, watching it move toward glory day by day.
"Yes, yes, I think so too, so I can only develop into the entertainment industry." Wang Bushi said it calmly, confident men are handsome.
"Little brother, what's your name and where are you from?" It's like a mother-in-law asking her son-in-law, "Does he have a house?" What job? How much is the income?
"Brother Jia, I grew up in Wuhu Village since I was a child. This is my first time in Fucheng. Please take care of me. My name is Wang Busheng." Wang Busheng replied.
"Haha, it's easy to talk about. I just like to promote new people, Wang Bu Shi, haha. I didn't expect that my little brother is still impatient. He even thought of a stage name." Jia Yingjun smiled. He still had to care and care for comrades who were more motivated to work. Although he would become his competitor, he would not be his opponent in appearance. Celebrities still only eat based on their appearance.
"Um, Brother Jia misunderstood, I'll call him Wang Busheng."
"Um, okay, I guess it's because Wang and Mom are uneducated and want to save trouble." He quickly turned back to his thoughts, with an awkward smile on his face. Jia Yingjun said, "Haha, the name is good, easy to remember, and easy to write. , Save pen and ink."
"Old Jia, come and help, it's almost time for dinner, and the kitchen is understaffed." A voice came through the small door on the side.
"Look, how can everyone leave me? I am needed as a janitor and as a cook." The tone was helpless, but Jia Yingjun's face was more of a complacency. He looked like he was coming to praise me.
This requirement must be met, "Haha, Brother Jia is just a brick. It can be moved wherever it is needed. Those who can do more work. Brother Jia has taken the trouble. The entertainment industry of the Ming Empire cannot be separated from Brother Jia."
"Haha, I'm overly praised. The entertainment industry can do without me, but the development may be slower."
"Well, okay, Brother Jia is right."
"Where did Lao Jia die? If you don't hurry up and get out of here, you will be missing a lot." This sentence omits countless words of greetings to Lao Jia's eighteen generations of ancestors, especially his female relatives.
Jia Yingjun looked embarrassed. He hurriedly ran to the small door. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Wang Busheng, "No matter who comes, don't open the door."
After Wang Bushi made a promise that he would not be killed even if he was beaten to death, Jia Yingjun left with peace of mind.
Wang Bushi himself was the only one left in the room. It was said to be a room, but in fact it was just a corridor. There was a door in front of it that no one could open. If you looked carefully, you could see that there were countless locks and bolts as thick as two arms, and there were also With a coded lock that is relatively advanced in society, this is probably why an image like Jia Yingjun can stay in a position that requires good looks for such a long time. Only Jia Yingjun himself should know the password.
Behind are the stairs leading upstairs, and the empty space in the middle became Jia Yingjun's office.
With Jia Yingjun away, Wang Bushit could finally raise his head openly and look at the posters on the wall. The biggest one was a photo of a fat middle-aged man and a handsome young man. Wang Bushit still knew this handsome guy. , it is Liang Chaoxian who is very famous in the Ming Empire entertainment circle and is known as the middle-aged aunt's first choice for a son-in-law. He is a very handsome person. The middle-aged man should be the boss or director of this star film and television company. He actually knew Liang Chaoxian and he should be very famous in the entertainment industry.
Next to it are some promotional posters for the works of this entertainment company. Well, they are all quite famous: "The Secret Miss Pan Has to Tell", "I am a Monk and My Surname is Hua", which are Chinese classical works, and "My Cousin Lives Next Door" is very popular. It obviously has the style of rebellious love from Bangzi Country, but what attracted Wang Busui was the last poster "My Two Days and Three Nights with Sadako". The name is quite scary, but the picture is still very connotative. Yes, this is A traditional work about Japanese pirates and a favorite program among male friends.
I watched carefully for a long time. After being educated outside Li Xiaoguo's window for so long, Wang Busheng couldn't tell which of the two was older and which was younger. It really shouldn't be, and it seemed to be original. I have to say it was quite rare, because the actors It was clearly written on the watch that these two were only thirteen years old. It is right to say that education should start from childhood, and the Japanese pirates have also implemented it.
"Hainei Beijing" has this sentence: "The country of Gai is south of Juyan and north of Japan. Japan belongs to Yan." According to expert research, the "Japanese" here may be the Japanese archipelago, which was also called the "Japanese Kingdom" in the Han Dynasty. During the Southern and Northern Dynasties, there was a book called Liangshu, which called the Japanese country "Fusang Kingdom", which means the place where fusang trees grow. They are half neighbors. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. We still need to get along well with each other. It is just hatred between the country and the family. It is impossible to have a good impression of the Japanese pirate king until he dies. However, there is knowledge everywhere in the world, and the same is true in the entertainment industry. No matter whether it is gray or black, any work is yellow. and Bai, both have their own value. Art has no borders. Wang Busheng did not look at these works with colored glasses, except of course the divine drama, which will lower the IQ of the entire nation.
There is no good or disgusting body, there are good and evil actions, knowing good and evil is conscience, doing good and eliminating evil is observing things, unhealthy movies and television are also a kind of culture, there is no distinction between good and evil, but there is distinction between good and evil.
There are other similar works on the wall, with roughly the same theme. They are all scenes of male and female protagonists fighting. Wang Busheng even complained about this. The screenwriter should really reflect on it, or go to the Japanese pirates to study for a few days. When three people walk together, there must be a teacher. When it is time to learn, we must also put aside our own values, so as to promote the development and progress of the entertainment industry.
On the other side of the wall, this company has won some awards, but unfortunately they are all foreign awards, such as Pirates, Bangzi Country and Beautiful Country. There are no domestic awards. Confucian traditional education since ancient times still does not recognize these works. Wang Bushi finally understood why there were so many locks on the door.
