"This design is good." Wen Muye patted Ding Hui on the shoulder and encouraged, "It fits Huang Mao's character."
After listening to this, Ding Hui secretly breathed a sigh of relief. There are actually advantages and disadvantages to performing on the spot. If you perform well, it will be a classic. If you pull your hips...
Fortunately, the results were ok both times?
"Hey, hey, you can do it!" During the meal, Wang Chuanjun suddenly ran over with his mobile phone and shouted: "Our yellow hair is on a variety show."
Ding Hui was stunned, and suddenly thought that today seemed to be the weekend? The first episode of I Am an Actor was broadcast?
Almost forgot!
"Let me take a look." Everyone came over, Wang Chuanjun directly projected the screen, and everyone started to watch. Ding Hui looked embarrassed.
"Now, I'd like to ask Ding Hui to bring us a classic clip. Don't talk to strangers."
Ding Hui didn't expect that he would see himself on the set of a variety show and be publicly executed by Xu Zheng, Tan Zhuo and Wang Yanhui?
"You dare to challenge Teacher Feng Yuanzheng's classic clip?" Tan Zhuo joked: "That is the shadow of my childhood."
"Yes, it was popular all over the country back then, and it was considered the pinnacle of domestic horror films."
"Don't mess around, it looks good!"
The originally lively atmosphere gradually became quieter, as Ding Hui's performance became more and more serious, and finally fell silent for a long time.
"Why is there such an illusion?" Wen Muye suddenly said: "Isn't it a bit wasteful for you to play Huang Mao?"
"Stay away from me from now on." Tan Zhuo pretended to be disgusted and said: "Domestic violence man!"
"You're not really prone to violence, are you?" Wang Chuanjun said, "No wonder you hit him so hard last time, you must be."
Ding Hui: "..."
"Don't say it yet." Xu Zheng said with a serious face: "The villain is quite suitable for you."
"Huang Mao is not a villain, right?" Ding Hui was unable to refute.
"Is he a decent character?" Xu Zheng asked back.
Ding Hui continued to be speechless.
Forget it, forget it, the villain has done this, I admit it.
When his eyes came to Lanjiang TV station and looked at the real-time data broadcast in the first episode, Wu Tong smiled. It was indeed correct.
The originally mediocre ratings reached their first peak after Ding Hui came on the stage, rising by a full 0.6 points. This is a national rating.
Especially on the Internet platform, looking at the skyrocketing clicks and the overwhelming barrages, Wu Tong lamented that it was lucky to have Ding Hui, otherwise...
"Damn it, this An Jiahe is awesome!"
"What kind of classic episode is this?"
"Children don't understand. This is the shadow of our childhood born in the 1980s."
"You are born in the 1980s, we are also in the 1990s!"
"I wonder if Mr. Feng Yuanzheng would shout 666 after watching it?"
"It can only be said that the young is better than the blue and the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."
"Who is this Ding Hui? I've never heard of it!"
"It looks familiar, like I've seen it somewhere?"
"Ahem, cough, let's do some official science. Ding Hui is also known as Brother Suicide. Please search the actor Ding Hui for his voice."
"Isn't this Song Sanjiang from Longyun Town?"
“Hey, there’s also Weibo!”
Zhang Xiaoyan looked at the background data and couldn't help but want to call Ding Hui to announce the good news, but she still held back and silently sent a WeChat emoticon, which meant that you are famous.
Turning his attention back to the crew, after filming was over, Ding Hui returned to the hotel and couldn't help but smile as he looked at the growing number of Weibo fans.
Fortunately, Brother Hui had the foresight, otherwise wouldn’t this wave of traffic be missed?
Then there is Douyin, the number of fans is also skyrocketing, it has exceeded 750,000 in just two hours, and it continues.
Station B is more lively. After all, this is the base camp for Gui Zhu’s re-creation. A dozen videos will be released at random. Is this the trend of becoming popular?
The effect is better than expected. Not to mention the program, at least I have already achieved the number of followers. This is the first issue, and there are still three more to come.
If we continue at this pace, Douyin will easily break one million, and Station B's half a million is just around the corner. As for Weibo?
Damn, it’s already 260,000?
Ding Hui was shocked. It is indeed a platform on the sea. Is it so easy to gain followers?
Think about it, not to mention millions, tens of millions are everywhere, and there are several with over 100 million fans, they are really worthless.
Looking at the comments below, there are all kinds of things, many of which are abusive, which Ding Hui has long been used to.
Playing a villain is like this. It is easy to be remembered by the audience, and it is easier to be scolded. The better the performance, the harsher the scolding.
You say I'm an actor? Just acting?
Who cares about this, just scold you and you'll be done with it!
Because he had been prepared for it, this was not too much pressure for Ding Hui. He had survived it all these years. You could scold him when you needed to, and I would eat as long as I wanted, without any delay.
The filming continued the next day, and the plot came to a point where the police were dispatched to trace the source of the smuggled drugs. The captain was played by Zhou Yiwei, who happened to be the winner of the first season of I Am an Actor.
"Comrade, can you stop arresting me?"
"They don't make any money from us by selling medicine!"
"They are all sold at a loss!"
The old lady grabbed Zhou Yiwei's hand and pleaded with her face: "I have been sick for eight years and have been taking 40,000 yuan of medicine. My wife has taken away the medicine, the children have run away, and the family has collapsed..."
"It's so easy to find cheap medicine now, medicine that we can all afford. Do you think it's smuggling?"
"Why smuggling?"
"What did we do wrong?"
"Is it wrong to just want to live?"
Ding Hui watched with tears in his eyes. Who says there are no good actors? Not all of them!
Smuggling is smuggling after all, and the police quickly identified the suspect. Xu Zheng and Ding Hui entered the arrest plan. This scene was a car chase. Huang Mao needed to drive away the pursuers and cover Xu Zheng's departure.
Ding Hui drove faster and faster, looking at the pursuing soldiers moving away from him in the rearview mirror, he couldn't help laughing.
Just as he was passing through an intersection, a large truck suddenly rushed out from beside him, and he was hit and thrown away along with the vehicle.
Huang Mao, dead!
The medicine was spread all over the floor.
"He's only twenty!"
"Is it wrong that he just wants to live?"
"Please speak!"
Xu Zheng was like a wild beast, grabbing Zhou Yiwei's neck tightly and shouting at the top of his lungs: "What's wrong with him!"
"Please speak!"
"What's wrong!"
"Ohh Ohh ohh!"
After seeing the corpse, Xu Zheng returned home, all alone, crying hoarsely, tears streaming down his face, and his heart broken from crying.
The last scene was not over yet, until Xu Zheng was arrested and had to go to jail for trial. On the way to the prison, many people stood on the street to see each other off silently.
Tan Zhuo holds his daughter,
Ding Hui still has yellow hair and smiles,
And Wang Chuanjun, slowly took off his mask, revealing his big white teeth.
Xu Zheng laughed with tears streaming down his face!