Huang Lei divided actors into several categories.

The first is that all things are one. This type of actor has a very familiar expression, such as blowing his beard, staring at his eyes, pouting, roaring, etc.

Below this, he doesn't even deserve to be called an actor in his eyes.

The second type is the drama like a life type. If you play more roles, you will bring this role into your own life.

For example, if there are more idol dramas, the girlish feeling will linger. If there are more emperors, they will naturally behave in their daily life.

The advantage of moderating performance is that they only disgusted themselves in their own circles and hardly take on other roles. They are also afraid that others will see that their acting skills are not good.

"The third type is everyone here."

After all, he is a teacher and always likes to do this routine of trying to promote and suppress it first.

Everyone was not in a hurry and waited quietly for him to explain.

If it comes to performances, everyone here is a learner who is well aware of this, but in terms of systematization, these people cannot catch up with him even if they are tied together.

"Every step of the performance is a big mountain. After going over, I found that the mountain ahead was higher."

Ji Yun rubbed the back of his hands, "Where are the tallest ones?"

Huang Lei raised his eyebrows, "They are artists, we can't even argue."

To be honest, although these people are all rushing to be fifty years old, they have no desire to be happy with things.

Especially Ji Yun, he had been taught by old Jitou before, that he was not the best wisdom and had no mind.

Simply put, you are not crazy, and don’t treat others as crazy.

Huang Xuan sighed and smiled bitterly, "I'm still far from it."

Ji Yun grinned, he didn't blame him for being upset. His fans have been having a lot of fun recently, which has made passers-by's favorability plummet.

These people were very fanatical, and even the war was on Ji Yun, asking him why he didn't hand over the role of Mei Changsu to Huang Xuan, but gave it to him the role of King Jing.

Since you signed Huang Xuan, why do you still give in to the protagonist?

Ji Yun didn't take it seriously, after all, he had seen even more crazy fans.

What is the boss? The reporter website is not outrageous, and some people want to help celebrities raise children.

He didn't care about it, but Huang Xuan remembered it seriously.

After drinking some wine, my face was filled with guilt.

But he was also a dull man, and he really couldn't speak up and explained to Ji Yun.

"Stop talking, I understand."

Ji Yun was still relatively tolerant and waved his hand to him immediately, "There are any fans you have when you have a star."

Many "sensible fans" like to separate their fans' behavior from their idols and remove some of their fanatical fans from their fans, that's nonsense.

You, a celebrity, can fans dance like a toad?

Huang Xuan's fans in later generations are not very good at making trouble, after all, he himself has no exposure.

Apart from filming, they hide in corners every day, and fans can't find any topics if they want to jump around.

Huang Lei was flexible in mind. As soon as he heard the two of them, he understood the meaning behind it. He immediately explained: "It's nothing, who was not an idol when he was young?"

As he said that, he straightened his collar as if he was decent.

"I love to listen to these words." Before Huang Bo could perform his work, Sun Honglei stood up first.

"Don't join in the fun."

Huang Lei clicked the table, "The audience hates a star and hardly cares how much their fans are making fun of each other, mainly because they hate their morality and are not worthy of their position."

In fact, the two most popular fan groups on the Internet are Stephen Chow fans and Jie Lun fans.

But people are so tough that they are bragging, and they are indeed capable.

"You're nothing. When Mr. Mei Lanfang was angry, he was practicing his throat in the yard. Those drama fans stood outside the yard and threw gold and silver jewelry inside to reward him."

"Hao, is that crazy?"

Huang Lei nodded, "Do you think the stars make more money now and are criticized by the population? At that time, Mr. Mei Lanfang was nicknamed Mei Bancheng. When he resisted the U.S. aggression and aid Korea, he directly donated a plane, and senior Chang Xiangyu donated 1.5 billion."

After saying this, everyone was excited and Huang Lei added: "Of course, due to the background of the times, such artists may never appear in China in the future."

"Passengers have strong tolerance, don't care too much, just do your own."

There is another saying he didn't say, no matter how big the matter in the entertainment industry is, it's just like eating melons. Who really thinks it's so good to live?

And they generally don’t care too much as long as they don’t touch the bottom line.

If they really feel so immersive, can they still become passers-by fans?

Ji Yun had a good way to regain his reputation, but he opened his mouth and chose to swallow it back.

A well-known way to do charity.

If you donate to Gu Tianle, no one can criticize you.

However, the old saying says that if you are willing to do good, you will not reward your kindness. It is not worth mentioning to do charity in order to save your reputation. If you really want to do charity, wait until the gust of wind is over.

People don’t like people who are too utilitarian.

Huang Xuan was relieved by his words. Before he could express his gratitude, a crisp applause scared everyone.

The six visions gathered in the corner of the road, and Yan Min was applauding with a smile.

His face was full of joy, as if he had won a lottery.

I forgot that there is still someone else.

"It was shocking and shocking, I was shocked." Sun Honglei patted his little heart, looking disgusted.

"I suddenly thought of a good idea."

Yan Min showed a smile on his face, and his thief eyes stared at everyone present, with an unfathomable look that made everyone want to pull his hair clean.

"What idea?"

Ji Yun thought he had just thought of a brilliant part, but he didn't expect that Yan Min's words immediately made him pause.

"I decided to modify the theme of tomorrow's show."

"All changes?" Huang Lei frowned.

"Yes, it's all changed!"

Yan Min's face was full of confidence, without any hesitation.

He originally thought that this meal was to let everyone develop feelings and save them from being too distracted during shooting.

Unexpectedly, the topics that everyone talked about did give him a lot of inspiration. Thinking of this, he said with great enthusiasm: "Tomorrow's theme is called the road of performance."

"The name is pretty vulgar."

Ji Yun gave a dry comment and reminded: "The filming will start tomorrow."

Filming will start tomorrow at noon, and it is past ten o'clock now. Even if the links are arranged, the rental venue and game content must be rescheduled.

"The venue remains unchanged. A few things I think of now are everywhere, which is easy to mediate."

Inspiration in his mind emerged continuously, and he could no longer sit still, "I'll go back to modify it now!"

With a gust of wind, Yan Min disappeared from everyone's sight.

"The young man is quite serious."

Huang Bo nodded and commented, he really thought this variety show was a leisure and entertainment for a group of elderly people.

Ji Yun laughed, and the words he told Yan Min at that time are still vivid in his mind.

"No script, play it at will, you plot against us, or we plot against you."
Chapter completed!