Shi Lan had never expected to gain Xi Cheng, which completely exceeded her expectations.
During her years as the owner of Huahai, she hadn’t had the chance to fully support Xi Cheng, the acting genius, before he disappeared from the entertainnt circle due to his own reasons. Genius is lonely and, of course, self-centered. No one knew why he vanished, just as now, no one knew why he had returned.
"Let’s talk in my office," Shi Lan said.
The person had arrived, but he was a risky elent and not easy to manage.
A group of people moved to Shi Lan’s office, while others at Peak began to gossip about Xi Cheng.
"Who is Xi Cheng?"
"It’s just that you’re too new to the industry; you don’t even know who Xi Cheng is."
...
"Why?" The mont she entered the office, Shi Lan burst out, ntioning Xi Cheng’s na without context, sounding like a heartbroken girlfriend asking her boyfriend why they had broken up. Unexpectedly, Xi Cheng understood exactly what she was asking.
Why he had disappeared, now why he had co back, and also, why he had chosen a Peak film.
Xi Cheng sat on the sofa, elbows on his knees and hands clasped together, rubbing them as he said with a smile, "Can we make a deal? You don’t ask my reasons, and I won’t ask why you know ."
Shi Lan was silent for a few seconds, then looked at him, "It’s not out of the question, but you are well aware that you are quite risky, right? After years, no one knows whether your acting skills are still there, or whether you might disappear again for so other reason. I have to be responsible for my team. Moreover, you are probably aware of what the filming of a Peak movie ans; we don’t want any news about changing actors midway through. What guarantees can you give ?"
This ti, Xi Cheng was silent for a while before he looked up seriously and said, "I accept paying ten tis the penalty for breaking the contract."
Hearing about the tenfold penalty, everyone in the room gasped.
After all, that was an astronomical figure.
But the boss was not so easily fooled, continuing to smile, "Don’t try that with . Throughout history, even if the artist wins a lawsuit against the company, it’s not possible to get that much compensation, and you know that very well. Also, how can you make believe you have that much money right now?"
"What if I increase my investnt in the movie?"
Shi Lan knew that this was the greatest assurance Xi Cheng could offer.
Though it still couldn’t completely ease her concerns, because it wasn’t funding she lacked, but an actor.
Shi Lan thought for a while, then said, "Will you cooperate fully with the publicity and promotions? Do whatever I ask?"
"As long as it’s reasonable."
Eventually, the boss nodded, "You know the director is Deng Cong, right? I need to arrange an audition."
"No problem."
Xi Cheng agreed very readily.
The two sides chatted for a while longer, then assigned the lead male role to this mysterious genius actor.
Half an hour later, Shi Lan had soone escort Xi Cheng out, and at this point, Tang Ze and several others still found it unbelievable, pointing at Xi Cheng’s departing figure and asking Shi Lan, "Boss, isn’t this too risky?"
Shi Lan, with her arms crossed and eyebrows raised, asked him, "Isn’t using anyone a risk?"
"But he’s too uncontrollable."
"But don’t you think? It’s because it’s mysterious that there are stories, it’s because it’s uncontrollable that there are articles to write. I’ll handle his affair personally. You just need to announce to the outside world that we’ve hired a repairman as our lead actor, and don’t reveal anything else."
Secret weapons and trump cards must co into play at the crucial mont to have the greatest effect.
The audition was arranged for the day after.
When Deng Cong saw the person, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he could kill mosquitoes with them, "What does this an?"
Is it hard to find a normal person?
Looking at his unkempt appearance, had this man just been hauling bricks?
Shi Lan ignored Deng Cong, instructing Sun Ling to hand the script to Xi Cheng.
Xi Cheng flipped through it in his hand. It was the first few scenes of the film. Then, they gave him a plain single dormitory and an old computer.
While Xi Cheng was looking at the script, he seed very bland, even sluggish in Deng Cong’s view. Deng Cong thought this girl was deliberately troubling him. It was bad enough she found a layman, and now, damn, a brick hauler. He even doubted whether the man could understand the script.
But when Xi Cheng put down the script, he directly said to Deng Cong and Shi Lan, "Give fifteen minutes."
Shi Lan nodded.
No one knew what he was going to do, but they saw him turn and enter the restroom of the dormitory.
About fifteen minutes later, Xi Cheng ca out. But the mont he opened the door, everyone was shocked.
Because he had magically transford from a repair worker into a sowhat dishevelled keyboard warrior.
He hadn’t changed clothes, still in his green denim jacket that wrapped around his relatively robust body, giving the impression that he was a bit flabby. Then there was his face, the previously wheat-skinned handso man had turned into a greasy-looking pale man. It was like he was completely a different person.
Deng Cong was so shocked he couldn’t speak as if the person who had gone in and the one who ca out were not the sa.
After that, Xi Cheng began his imrsive performance.
But rather than calling it a performance, it was more like he was just being himself. He awkwardly and lazily settled into the chair, then leaned toward the computer to press the power button. These series of actions flowed smoothly without any trace of acting.
In the interval while the computer booted up, he picked at his nails, gnawing at the back of his hand. He perfectly portrayed a keyboard warrior who had nothing else to do.
Deng Cong felt like he was watching a live movie scene.
"Where did you find him? If he hasn’t attended a professional class, I’ll write my na backward," he said.
Shi Lan smiled, satisfied.
The Xi Cheng of the past was just talented and still a bit immature. She had thought that after disappearing for so many years, Xi Cheng had completely forgotten how to act. To her surprise, not only had he not regressed, but life’s trials had also honed his ability to control characters to perfection.
Then, Xi Cheng logged into the computer, started adjusting the music, opened social dia, pretended to check ssages, shared gossip, and logged into his most frequented forum.
By this ti, Deng Cong was speechless. In his many years of filming, aside from seasoned actors, no young actor had ever portrayed a character with such precision. There was not a single superfluous expression; he didn’t even have a line.
Finally, Xi Cheng browsed posts online, replying and cursing. Although he was usually a rather reserved person, his face could show a sleazy smile as he spoke vulgar words.
In just those few minutes. Deng Cong was so excited that he almost wanted to hug and kiss Xi Cheng passionately, having not seen such exquisite acting skills in a young person for a long ti.
"It’s him, it has to be him!"
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