MTL - Cāi Cāi-Chapter 22 Act 4 "Out of My World" ③

Act 4 "Out of My World" 3

It's not that the head of the department is broken, and anyone who meets must share this big gossip; it is already known to Xiang Gui. Even if she doesn't say it, it will definitely pass into the director's ears in a few days.

The main creator of "Out of My World" stayed at the Chinese Dance High School for a whole week, and stood in the back row of the dance classroom every day to watch the students rehearse.

They come and go in a low-key manner, but no matter how low-key they can't control the rumors in the school.

Within a few days, everyone in the school was discussing the work "Out of My Land".

——This is to choose an actor!

There is no shortage of child stars in Huawu High School. Many students have signed a brokerage company when they are 14 or 15 years old. Some people frequently appear in movies, some people go to commercial shows on weekends, and some even drop out of school to make their debut in South Korea ... But "Out of My World" is different.

This is a work that is supported by the Ministry of Education and the Ministry of Finance, and it reflects a life that is closely related to all dance students in this world.

Who has studied dance, who has never encountered the colored eyes of others, and who has not cried or been hurt in a dance classroom? Now that there is a work that reflects their efforts and struggles, they are really happy and crazy!

The group of young boys in the ballet department all worked hard to perform in front of the crew, and some people deliberately created chances, and rushed to the office of the head of the department during the class.

People in the other departments looked at them with envy and jealousy.

In the cafeteria, there was a boy in a folk dance department sitting at the dining table and muttering, "What **** is going on in their ballet department? I thought that" director airborne to choose the actor "can only It happened in the song and dance profession! "

That sour taste ... The school cafeteria chef no longer needs to put sauerkraut to make sauerkraut fish, they can squeeze out the flavor by relying on them!

"That is to say!" Said another person, "and the song and dance major doesn't have that one ... just the one to guess! He wasn't a ballet dancer before, so why not choose him directly?"

"His feet are broken, what else do you want to jump?" The third person snapped up. "I heard a guy from my song and dance major say that Xiang Gu couldn't stick to the two-hour dance class, and his ankle was always Shake, you have to rest for a while, and in this case, if you really become the actor of a musical, you must have a foreign look! "

Several people gradually forgot to control the volume, and the sound became louder.

It wasn't until the people at the table panicked and reminded that they saw the protagonist they were talking about, and they actually sat at the table behind them!

The distance between the table and the table was so close, he just heard the contents of his tongue behind his back, absolutely he heard!

Can you guess? No anger and no sad expression. He raised his eyes so calmly and quietly, his gaze was like the ice water in the cold lake, and in the moment of looking at him, he poured them a cool heart.

"My body doesn't bother you, bother you," he said lightly. "Also, even if I can't keep up, I'm better at skills than everyone else in the class."

"His ..." Several long-tongued men shuddered, hurriedly lowered their eyes, quietly like a chicken, and pecked the rice in the dinner plate honestly.

The boy is too beautiful, the kind of beauty that is full of distance and cannot fault any faults. He was stabbed with such cold eyes, and everyone instantly remembered his glittering appearance on the stage. He was so noble and unattainable ... Which firework dare to compete with the stars?

He was like a doll carefully crafted by God, with no flaws found. But how could he suffer such misfortunes if he was really a treasure favored by God?

...

The boys ate quickly and left. Xiang Gui had no appetite. He looked down at the green vegetables in the metal dinner plate, and suddenly wanted to return to the classroom. He grabbed a handful of dried jerky and dried fish from Qi Qi and stuffed it into his mouth.

From the moment the crew of "Out of My World" entered the campus, countless eyes have been staring at him, waiting to see his reaction.

What he can do is desperately ignore those sights and build a wall for himself.

He pulled out a worn cell phone from his pocket, straightened the headphone cable, opened one of his favorite radio shows, and put white headphones in his ears.

Wang Qingyun's voice came turbulent, like waves, like the ocean, enveloping him like a tide, and also isolated him from the chaotic environment, giving him precious breathing time.

He knew that on the second day of his accident, photos of the accident scene and photos of the ward appeared on the local news. The speed of circulation of gossip among students should not be underestimated, and soon the explosion news swept the school.

Xiang Gu sometimes feels that he is living in a glass fish tank-he and them seem to be within reach, but they are in two worlds. He cannot leave the fish tank, because once he leaves, he will die in the sun.

Everyone around him knew what had happened to him, and they would look at him subconsciously with compassion. Even his best friend Qi Yan sometimes shows the expression that looks like kittens and puppies.

But he is not a kitten.

He is a proud swan.

So Xiang Gui will be immersed in the virtual ocean of the network, because no one knows what he has encountered across the network cable.

He can make up a false identity in the radio theater troupe: he is in his twenties, after college, he will enter the ballet dance troupe after graduation, and become the youngest male lead actor ... this is what he once thought he was destined to achieve The dream is also the dream he used to deceive.

He knew it was wrong to lie ... but he couldn't help it.

Especially in front of the God he most admired, he couldn't help but want to show his perfect look.

Wang Qingyun believed it.

Even the Great God took the initiative to help him make a vocal audio, and the five finished audios lay quietly in his mailbox, listening to Guess, and found that even some minor flaws in his own voice had been repaired.

He thought for a moment, put down the chopsticks, opened the chat box of Qingyun, and left a message for the man.

Guess: Yunda, I've been busy for three yuan these days, I haven't been online, I just saw your email!

Guess: Thank you. !!

Guess: I have a few vocals that don't sing very well. You helped me correct it too!

guess: thank you so much! !!

guess: [Happy to spread wings] .jpg

guess: [quack laughter] .jpg

It's 1 noon now. Counting the jet lag, the other side of the ocean should be early in the morning.

Xiang Gui thought that the Great God must be sleeping at this time, but thought of receiving a reply from Wang Qingyun a few minutes later.

Yiming Qingyun: No thanks.

Yiming Qingyun: Actually this is not what I did [embarrassing]

Yiming Qingyun: My computer crashed, and I found a professional to help you synthesize it.

guess :! !! Ah ... I'm sorry to let the gods take care of you orz

Guess: Did you find the latter part of the community?

Yiming Qingyun: No, it is my three-dimensional friend.

Yiming Qingyun: You're welcome. Since I have promised to help you, I can't let your trust fail.

Xiang Gui returned an expression: The swan twisted his long neck and hid his head under the wings. He wrote this expression with [cover face shy].

He is really shy.

Obviously, he had to fight for this tone, and refused to join the same group with other students in the final exam, but in the end it caused Wang Qingyun trouble.

Yun Da actually comforted him in turn, the male **** is really the most gentle person in the world.

Guess: By the way, it should be more than 1 am in the United States, why have n’t you taken a break?

Yiming Qingyun: It's a long story ... I'm still working.

Yiming Qingyun: [Swan Sigh] .jpg

guess :? ? ? Why do you steal my emoji? ? ?

guess: but still working overtime so late, so hard.

Yiming Qingyun: Not counting overtime, but actually earning extra money.

A few seconds later, Wang Qingyun sent a photo with an English line-up paper stamped in time, and the background was a professional recording studio! !!

Xiang Gu was surprised to send several exclamation marks in a row.

Guess: Yunda, have you finally started to match up?

Guess: Ah, ah, is it a movie or a TV series?

Guess: Will it be available in China? Can I see it in China?

Xiang Gui had already looked at Wang Qingyun's superword and knew a lot of gossip news. He listened to other little sisters in the Chaos saying that many game companies have sent invitations to the Great God, hoping that he could give voice to female mobile games to the gods.

As a fan, Xiang Gui certainly hopes to hear the voice of the **** on the big screen, so that everyone knows how great his idol is!

So when he saw the photo sent by Wang Qingyun, his enthusiasm was instantly ignited.

But it didn't take long for Wang Qingyun to withdraw the photo, leaving only a solitary [shh] expression.

Then, Wang Qingyun sent another voice.

Xiang Gu quickly turned up the sound of the phone, held the headset tightly with both hands, and then turned on the play button-

"I only told you this."

"Little Swan, remember to keep it secret for me."

In the midst of it, there seemed to be a soft sound-there was another candy in the glass jar between the boy's heart.

...

In the brightly lit recording studio, Yao Yin knocked on the door and handed the ice-cream in his hand to Tan Yiming.

"Who did you just speak to?" Yao Yin reminded him half-truth, "The phone is muted during working hours, and no small trips are allowed!"

"Working hours have passed." Tan Yiming took a sip of coffee and gradually returned to sweetness after bitterness. He leaned on the handle and joked, "Now is the time to wait for the queen mother."

Under the matchmaking of Yao Yin, Tan Yiming's precious first business matching experience was dedicated to a small Chinese fresh meat who came to the United States to be gilded. Xiaoxianrou's acting is okay, that is, the level of the lines is too poor, regardless of Chinese and English with a strong Northeast accent, it is very drama. When he was filming in China, all films used post-voice dubbing. This time when he joined the Hollywood movie, Xiaoxuanrou's royal voice actor was not good at English and could only find someone else. Looking around, I found Tan Yiming here.

The "queen mother" in Tan Yiming's mouth refers to the little fresh meat broker. Tan Yiming, such a "newly unknown" voiceover, does not have any representative works. The queen mother-in-law is not assured, and she must stare at the person urgently after a 12-hour time difference. What they recorded in the studio, the agent must know the first time, if the agent does not nod, talk can not leave the studio.

Tan Yiming gave his voice to the film for the first time. At the beginning, he couldn't grasp his emotions. He couldn't match his mouth shape, but with the help of Yao Yin, he quickly explored the doorway. He was quite talented, and the thin two-page lines were recorded in less than an hour.

Then he got into a long wait.

The dubbing effect should be returned to the star assistant first, the assistant to the propaganda, the propaganda to the executive agent, and finally the executive agent to the queen queen mother ... In this circle, every level has opinions to mention, and I feel that I will talk about it later His voice is too mature, and he feels that his mood is not full enough for a while, let him try another tone, and then let him relax ...

Tan Yiming has spoken Chinese for more than 20 years and until today he has found that he cannot speak at all.

The recording director and the editor who were obviously present were ok, but Xiaoxianrou was not ok, and that would never be ok after talking, and could only be trapped in the small recording studio of a few square meters and re-recorded again and again.

He was helpless and asked Yao Yin: "I thought that this kind of shattering would only be encountered in the domestic business circle ... Isn't this a Hollywood movie? Why does a film company allow a male No. 5 brokerage team to point?

Yao Yin shrugged: "He's the fifth male, yes, but his agency is the second largest investor in this movie, and the logo is in the second column of the production company, which always has a little privilege."

Tan Yiming understood that this privilege was to torture himself.

He spent more than an hour in the recording studio. Finally, the queen mother-in-law gave a letter of approval—

"It's finished!" Yao Yin said. "The agent said,‘ listen to it, it's still the best version. '”

Tan Yiming: "..."

It was already more than two o'clock in the morning when it was officially closed. Tan Yiming was tossed into a bad temper, especially thinking that he had a morning class the next day, and he had to go to the company for an internship in the afternoon, and he had even more headaches.

Business matching is paid, but a newcomer like him has a poor salary and is not as high as his one-day internship in the investment bank.

The money was not enough for him to take a night train at two in the morning and return to the dormitory from the recording studio.

When Yao Yin saw that he was calling for a car, he stopped him and offered to send him back.

Tan Yiming declined: "Don't bother, isn't your work done yet? I just heard the editing teacher said that you have to work in the shed all night to catch up."

"It's okay." Yao Yin's attitude was casual. "I've been bored in the recording studio for so long. It's like letting go when I go out. Anyway, there is no one on the road in the middle of the night. Hours, nothing can be delayed. "

Yao Yin's tone is so relaxed, but this means that he has to postpone the work time.

Tan Yiming naturally refused to trouble each other with his own affairs.

"It's really unnecessary." Tan Yiming refused again. "I'm a big man, not a girl. I don't need someone to send me home."

No wonder the youth in front of him suddenly raised an eyebrow, and a playful smile bloomed on his lips.

"Tan Yiming, I don't like girls, why should I send the girls home?"

The author has something to say: This chapter is still a reply to send red envelopes!

(Many people should have seen Brother Yao's jealousy ...)

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