Many tis, artists don’t just rely on playing minor roles or passing art school entrance exams to truly enter the entertainnt industry; there are other ways too. For instance, Qiao Xiaren gradually stepped into this circle through actor training classes and debuted in front of the public.
There are so Beijing drifters who would wait for roles at the gates of film studios. Two of the mbers of Qiao Xiaren’s studio were found right at the gates of a film city. Although there were many unsatisfactory aspects, these two are considered to have so assets.
At least they have the looks, the figure, and are young; one can tell from the side that they are the kind of people who would fight to the end.
Many tis, youth is a form of capital.
"Truly managing artists isn’t just about focusing on yourself; you have to help them fight for resources, fight for every opportunity that could lead to stardom, and more importantly, you might even have to be wary of so who would repay kindness with ingratitude."
Reality is that cruel; this day and age is not short of ungrateful wolves.
"I know all this." Qiao Xiaren, sitting in the passenger seat, couldn’t help but look outside. The outside was crowded with many people, all background actors.
When the director picking crowd actors ca out, he was imdiately surrounded by countless people hoping the director would choose them, even if just for a small role with few parts.
If so background actors are a bit less lucky, they might spend their entire lives in such roles.
At the film city, many movies and TV series may start filming simultaneously, so there are quite a few directors here, and even more actors waiting for roles.
At this mont, she noticed soone very special.
A man.
While everyone was recomnding themselves to the directors, and the directors were casually picking a few, because the requirents for crowd actors are generally not too strict.
Only he was quietly standing to the side, dressed in casual clothes, and wearing a baseball cap. That silhouette, incredibly familiar—
Qiao Xiaren’s heart suddenly skipped a beat: "Stop the car."
The two words leaped out of her mouth, carrying an intense sense of urgency.
"What’s wrong?"
Si Limo looked at her in surprise and stopped the car.
Her hands trembled slightly, her gaze glued to the figure of that man, unable to look away.
Fearing that with a single blink he might disappear, Qiao Xiaren almost swiftly opened the car door and, without waiting for Si Limo to react, she started running towards that direction.
The mont she got out of the car, the crowd actors were shocked.
It turned out to be Qiao Xiaren!
"Qiao Xiaren, it’s Qiao Xiaren!"
With a sharp voice echoing in the air, everyone at the scene beca inexplicably excited, gathering together while looking around: "Where, where?"
"There, there!"
"My god, that’s my goddess!"
"Oh my goodness!"
Hearing a few girls’ screams, everyone at the back started shouting, where is she, where is she, stop pushing !
Normally, in such a situation, Qiao Xiaren would quickly leave to avoid chaos. But today, she didn’t hide, not a bit, just standing there in full view of the public.
Si Limo stood to the side, like an automatic barrier, keeping everyone at bay—only able to look on from a ter away, frantically taking photos and videos.
That figure seed to also sense the commotion here, paused slightly, then suddenly turned around.
The instant he turned, Qiao Xiaren felt her heart almost leap out. However, to her brief disappointnt, it was an almost completely unfamiliar face.
The man looked at her earnestly, seemingly puzzled: "Miss, are you looking for ?"
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