ebonymovies Chapter 619 Dr. Qu's Hierarchy of Disdain
Chapter 619 Dr. Qu's Hierarchy of Disdain
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After lunch, Teacher He had to leave early due to work reasons.
As he helped Gu Qing into the car, one hand rested on the car door, while the other hand continued to give her instructions:
"Little brother, good luck with the recording tonight. I've already spoken to the production team. If you need anything, just let me know, don't hesitate."
"If you're not satisfied with the kids at the station, just tell me."
"Okay, okay, Teacher He, you can go back to work without worry."
Gu Qing smiled and nodded, then waved to him before Teacher He closed the car door.
Gu Qing returned to the hotel, took a hot shower to wash away the afternoon's drowsiness, then spread out the script on the desk and practiced it several times in front of the mirror.
After practicing for about half an hour, his throat became slightly dry, so he put down his script, set an alarm, and leaned back on the sofa to rest for a while.
Before we knew it, it was time to record the show.
Gu Qing changed into the outfit that the stylist had specially chosen for his voice acting role today.
The stylist chose a moon-white, modern Chinese-style stand-up collar shirt for him. The fabric was a light yet crisp blend of mulberry silk, and the collar was adorned with a pair of extremely fine silver frog buttons with a faint bamboo leaf pattern embossed on the button surface.
The entire outfit has no embroidery, no prints, and no flamboyant elements; the color scheme of moon white and smoky gray looks like it was taken directly from an ink painting.
It is precisely this extreme simplicity that makes his refined and handsome features stand out even more.
Duan Yu's refined and elegant appearance, and Cheng Dieyi's picturesque features, can both be seen in Gu Qing when he is dressed.
The team clearly put in a lot of hard work.
Every detail was designed to ensure Gu Qing achieved the best possible program effect.
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After everything is ready,
When Gu Qing was traveling to the station to record, she asked the staff member in charge of Huangguo TV about the recording process.
I learned that Zhou Yiwei was already rehearsing in the recording studio.
He didn't go to the rest room, but had his assistant lead the way directly to the cubicle used for dubbing and recording.
"One Viagra!"
As soon as the assistant opened the door, Gu Qing saw that familiar slender figure.
Zhou Yiwei was sitting on a high stool with his back to the door, slightly hunched over, holding a script in his hand, his lips moving as he read something.
Today he was wearing a dark gray turtleneck sweater, his hair was neatly combed, and he still looked like the serious and somewhat intimidating Teacher Zhou.
"Xiao Gu? You're here!"
When Zhou Yiwei turned his head, a rare smile of surprise appeared on his usually serious face.
He put the script on the stool next to him, stood up, opened his arms and hugged Gu Qing tightly.
When not at school, the two teachers and students from Beijing Film Academy tacitly set aside their professional titles.
"Xiao Gu, you've lost weight, haven't you?"
Zhou Yiwei resembled a traditional old cadre; when he hugged Gu Qing, he patted her on the back and even unconsciously bounced her up.
He wanted to show his concern, but couldn't find the words to express his feelings in a mushy way.
After a long pause, the serious face finally managed to squeeze out a dry, strained sentence: "You still need to get more rest."
"Yeah, I've been a bit busy lately. I'll eat more in a couple of days and make sure I get some nourishment."
Gu Qing smiled broadly and nodded.
He pointed to the single sofas prepared by the production team behind him and said in a light tone, "Brother Yiwei, let's sit down and chat for a while. It's been such a long time since I've seen you."
"Songwen and I did see you not long ago, but it was in a movie."
Zhou Yiwei saw that Gu Qing listened attentively to his advice without showing the slightest impatience.
The subtle sense of pressure and unfamiliarity that had arisen in my heart due to not seeing each other for so long gradually melted away.
Even though Gu Qing has always been kind and gentle to people, everyone Zhou Yiwei knows would agree with that.
But who can take his current achievements and status with a normal attitude?
If we compare the entertainment industry to a marketplace of fame and fortune...
It's no exaggeration to say that Gu Qing's casual remark could affect the fate of an artist or even the entire production crew.
This power is far greater than the authority of those great directors.
The director can decide your role in this show, but they can't decide your future.
Gu Qingzhen is capable.
A casual compliment from him can bring you unexpected "wealth".
Trending topics, attention, traffic, and resources—these are opportunities that others would kill for, but to him they are just a casual gesture of goodwill.
But if he even frowns at you or shows a look of disgust, your entire career might be over.
Aside from top-tier artists with several representative works to back them up, who are confident enough not to be afraid of this surge in popularity and won't suffer any serious damage, this trend is more likely to be a major blow to them.
But those unknown minor artists, or even second- or third-tier artists, dare to openly clash with top celebrities who are currently very popular—you can't even imagine the consequences.
In the same production crew, the investors can fire you immediately, and the director and producer can all point fingers and spew insults at you.
Even if you shamelessly refuse to leave, the entire crew will inevitably isolate you.
No one dares to talk to you; you can't even live a single day in peace.
Not to mention,
That's Gu Qing's current level.
Even when Teacher He treated him to dinner, the bill was already paid as soon as he went to the front desk to pay.
And you don't even know who paid the bill.
The waiter simply repeated, "I am a fan of Mr. Gu Qing."
To put it dramatically,
Gu Qing couldn't even spend all the money she earned.
Everything he eats, drinks, wears, and uses is paid for by others.
Life is full of intangible conveniences.
There are simply too many people willing to spend a fortune and risk everything for a "beauty".
Being with this kind of person,
It's almost impossible if you don't cherish, protect, support, and nurture them, keeping your mind constantly on edge.
That invisible pressure and aura, you can't see it, but you can definitely feel it.
Zhou Yiwei was well aware of this.
Gu Qing's closeness and respect for him as a teacher is perfectly fine.
But if he takes it seriously,
If he unconsciously puts on airs on the show and treats Gu Qing like an ordinary student, then he can expect his home to be raided.
"Brother Wei, you've become humorous too."
After laughing, Gu Qing looked shocked and asked, "Is this really you?"
"Xiao Gu, I'm not an old-fashioned person."
Zhou Yiwei complained, then, as if remembering something, he laughed.
"Songwen and I both went to see your new movie, and you acted very well."
Whether it's your facial expressions or your emotional delivery, you're definitely one of the best young actors today.
"I think the first Viagra is just so-so. I think my lines are the biggest problem."
"Not to mention Brother Chao and Teacher Jin, even Brother Benyu and Sister Liying's original voice acting sometimes doesn't feel as natural as theirs."
Gu Qing, however, remained perfectly clear-headed.
This is one of the reasons he came to record "The Voice" today, and also to learn from others.
"Xiao Gu, I can't even compare to the first two you mentioned."
Zhou Yiwei clicked his tongue, bared his teeth, and reached up to touch the back of his neck, feeling immense pressure.
"Even Liying and that actor named Benyu are not simple. First of all, they are several years older than you and have a lot of acting experience."
Secondly,
Although Liying and the others did not graduate from any acting school and did not receive systematic performance training,
But as self-taught actors who fought their way up from bit parts, none of them lacked skill; this kind of ability can't be taught in schools.
Zhou Yiwei softened his tone and patiently comforted her: "You're still young, it's normal that you're not as good as them."
And I watched your movie soundtrack, and it didn't feel out of place at all, which is already great.
Don't be fooled by the many veteran actors in the industry; if you really asked them to act using their own voices, they wouldn't be as good as you.
At the very least, you dare to act using your own voice! Just that alone puts you ahead of so many others.
What Zhou Yiwei said was the absolute truth.
For many actors, it's easy to get them to make all sorts of expressions.
A furrowed brow signifies sadness, a raised corner of the mouth signifies happiness, and a single tear signifies being moved. With training, most people can do these things.
But it's too difficult to get them to deliver lines with the same level of emotion.
If this requirement is taken into account, half of the veteran actors in the entertainment industry will be gone.
"Voice, Stage, Form, Expression"
Why is "sound" placed first?
It's because it's too dependent on talent.
Voice requirements: Good timbre, vocal range, and breath control.
You can achieve success in the latter two through hard work.
Breath control can be practiced, and vocal range can be expanded. As long as you put in the effort, you will see progress.
Whether one can possess a good tone depends entirely on luck.
You can get plastic surgery to fix your face, but if you're born with a bad voice, no amount of effort will help.
If God gave you a baby voice,
No matter how good your acting is, or how tragic your expression is, if the audience hears your voice, they simply can't get into the character.
Otherwise, the voice actor industry wouldn't have come into being.
Many classic works would not have achieved such widespread popularity without the silent dedication of voice actors who meticulously crafted every word to perfectly match the characters.
Therefore, a saying has been circulating in the industry for a long time:
"An excellent voice actor must also be an excellent actor."
"Goodness, Yiwei, you've actually started practicing this?"
Just as the two were chatting, the door to the cubicle was pushed open again, and a man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and regular features walked in.
He wore a well-tailored dark blue suit jacket over a white shirt and a dark tie, and his leather shoes were polished to a shine.
They don't look like they're here to film a variety show; they look more like they're going to attend an academic seminar.
The man swaggered in, his face beaming with smug satisfaction.
His gaze swept around the room, finally settling on Zhou Yiwei, his expression smug and his words carrying a hint of condescension.
"Are you secretly practicing because you're afraid you'll lose to me later?"
"..."
Zhou Yiwei twitched the corner of his mouth and fell silent.
He's five years older than the other person.
Gu Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, turned around to look, and raised her eyebrows slightly.
Who is he?
It turned out to be "Dr. Qu".
Dr. Qu was still smug.
But in an instant,
He caught a glimpse of the young man turning to look at him out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes widened instantly. His words were abruptly cut off as if by a pair of hands.
"Gu..."
Dr. Qu's expression shifted from arrogance to astonishment in an instant; the curve of his lips changed from haughty smugness to a warm, enthusiastic smile.
"Oh my, it's Gu Qing, my little brother!"
Zhilei mentioned you to me before, saying it was the first time she'd seen such a handsome guy in the industry. I thought to myself, "How exaggerated can she be?" But after seeing you today, I believe it.
"Little brother, you... know Yiwei?"
Dr. Qu stopped two steps away from Gu Qing and asked tentatively.
"Yes, I know him. Brother Yiwei was my teacher at the Beijing Film Academy."
Gu Qing nodded slightly to him.
"Teacher? Yiwei, you've really made something of yourself."
Dr. Qu suppressed a sneer that almost escaped his nose, swallowing it back and turning it into a cheerful joke.
He reached out and patted Zhou Yiwei on the shoulder, then turned to look at Gu Qing, his tone deliberately humorous.
"Are all graduates from the Beijing Film Academy now qualified to teach? Little brother, don't let yourself be led astray."
Zhou Yiwei's smile froze for a moment.
His lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. He simply shifted his gaze to the script laid out in front of him.
Dr. Qu casually sat on the armrest of Zhou Yiwei's sofa and naturally patted Gu Qing's shoulder twice with his right hand.
His tone was full of an elder's care and affection for a younger generation: "Don't you dare corrupt our promising students from Beijing Film Academy. How about I teach you a few tricks sometime?"
Dr. Qu is also a graduate of the Beijing Film Academy.
He majored in acting as an undergraduate and was admitted to the doctoral program in film studies at the Beijing Film Academy in 2014.
In June of this year,
He even graduated with a doctorate.
I posted several photos of myself in my graduation cap on my blog at the time, with the caption "Learning has no limits, and we will never stop."
In the entertainment industry, this is definitely a "highly educated talent," and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe her as a "supermodel."
Dr. Qu's arrogance is like that of a peacock spreading its tail feathers, wanting the whole world to see its golden-edged plumage.
"Brother Qu is very witty. Please give my regards to Sister Zhilei."
Gu Qing removed the hand from her shoulder with a smooth and natural movement, and added with a smile, "As for asking for advice, I think what Teacher Zhou taught me is enough."
"That child, Xiao Gu..."
Zhou Yiwei felt both touched and worried.
He could naturally sense the displeasure in Gu Qing's words.
The subtle difference in address—calling him "Teacher Zhou" and Qu Tianlin "Senior Brother Qu"—speaks volumes.
He was worried that Dr. Qu, who had lost his seniority, would be furious.
however--
"Haha, junior brother, you have a good eye! Many people say I'm humorous!"
Dr. Qu laughed heartily, completely oblivious to anything amiss.
He reached out and grasped Gu Qing's hands, shaking them vigorously, with an expression as if he had found a kindred spirit.
"You think I'm funny, right? I always said that a sense of humor is something you're born with; not everyone has it."
Zhou Yiwei: "..."
That shouldn't be the case. How can the professor not even tell the difference between good and bad advice?
"Tianlin, what have you been busy with lately?" Zhou Yiwei was afraid that things would get out of hand if they continued like this, so he quickly changed the subject with a smile.
He didn't forget to pull Qu Tianlin's hand, which was still holding Gu Qing's, back and hold it himself.
"What else can I do? Pursue a PhD, of course."
Qu Tianlin felt disgusted when he held Qu Tianlin's hand. "How dare a lousy college graduate touch me?"
He forced a calm and collected expression, subtly withdrawing his hand from Zhou Yiwei's grasp, casually adjusting the collar of his suit jacket, and said something casually.
"Pursue a PhD?"
Zhou Yiwei was taken aback. "Didn't you just graduate a few months ago?"
"Oh, that's a PhD graduate from film school."
Qu Tianlin suppressed the secret pleasure welling up inside him and tried his best to make his tone sound calm and normal.
He fiddled with the cufflinks on his suit jacket and added unhurriedly, "I'm currently pursuing a PhD in Business Administration, a double degree, so the pressure is quite high."
"Double PhDs?"
Zhou Yiwei's mouth opened slightly; he did feel a pang of sadness.
You might find this person's personality annoying, but their academic ability is truly impressive.
He's been acting for so many years, and he can recite any classic lines perfectly in his acting classes, but his only real degree is that associate's degree from 2000.
He suppressed his sour feeling and sincerely admired her, saying, "Amazing, Tianlin, you're truly a born scholar."
You've taken on quite a few acting roles and filmed countless commercials, how do you still find time to read? That's amazing!
"Oh, he's just so-so. If we're talking about real talent, it has to be our Junior Brother Gu."
Dr. Qu's smile faltered slightly for a moment, but he quickly chuckled and changed the subject.
He reached out and patted Gu Qing's shoulder, saying enviously, "Back then, the Flying Flower Order game left me speechless and dumbfounded."
"My senior brother is also eloquent and has a brilliant writing style; he can use two idioms in a single sentence."
Gu Qing was very surprised, "No wonder you're a PhD."
"Haha, no, no."
Dr. Qu was so flattered that his eyebrows danced with joy, and the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.
He waved his hand and said proudly, "But I still have a lot of experience with Chinese language."
Back then, I only scored fourteen points in math, but that still exceeded the first-tier university admission line, all thanks to my high scores in other subjects!
I did exceptionally well in Chinese, English, and the humanities section of the college entrance exam back then.
He got more and more excited as he talked, and started counting his college entrance exam scores on his fingers.
Who asked you?!
Zhou Yiwei cursed inwardly, his brows furrowing together.
"Can a score of 14 in math still get you above the first-tier university admission line?"
Gu Qing felt something was off.
How many points did the other Cordella score?
Just as Dr. Qu was boasting about how outstanding his grades were back then and how well he excelled in one subject,
The door to the lounge was pushed open again.
Dr. Qu, who was boasting, turned his head and glanced at the person outside the door, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.
"Why is it another junior college graduate?"
Before he came, he carefully inquired about the educational background of all the artists on the list.
Zhou Yiwei attended the Beijing Film Academy's vocational college in his early years, while Gu Qing is currently an undergraduate student at the Beijing Film Academy.
And this voice actor... what was his name again?
Zhang Jie?
His academic background is... "Tourism English".
Dr. Qu had never even heard of this major.
Tourism English?
What kind of shady university offers such a shady major?
Is this for leading tour groups to tourist attractions and introducing the Great Wall to foreigners?
Dr. Qu wanted to laugh.
He was the only PhD in the room; the rest of them had less impressive academic credentials.
He suddenly felt that his very existence had raised the cultural ceiling of the show.
The man who opened the door was of average appearance, short stature, and had a very refined demeanor.
The man stood in the doorway and glanced into the room, making out the three people inside, especially Gu Qing sitting in the middle.
He took a light breath, trying to keep his tone calm, and humbly took the initiative to greet them:
"Hello, teachers. Sorry to bother you."
But the moment he opened his mouth, his clear and beautiful voice was extremely captivating.
"Teacher A-Jie? Good afternoon."
Gu Qing's eyes brightened slightly, and she happily got up and left the sofa.
After he left
Dr. Qu's hand, which was resting on his arm, suddenly slipped from his grasp, and he nearly fell off the sofa.
"Mr. Gu...Mr. Gu, you know me?"
Seeing Gu Qing walk towards him and call out his name, A-Jie was flattered and even a little incredulous.
Compared to entertainers, voice actors are no different in status from outsourced interns who take the blame.
A good match means good characters.
If the dubbing is bad, it's the voice actor's fault.
No audience member will be grateful to the voice actor.
"Of course I know you, I've even heard so much about you. I love your voice acting for Ye Xiu and Dongfang Yuechu."
Gu Qing held A-Jie's hand, her eyes crinkling slightly as she chuckled and said, "Besides, I often see the characters you've voiced on Bilibili."
"Teacher Gu, you can just call me by my name, no need for formalities. I'm a big fan of yours, I've watched many of your dramas."
Ah Jie was completely dizzy.
He felt his brain was operating at an unrealistic frequency.
This is incredible! A top celebrity in the entertainment industry, a leading man with billions in box office revenue, and the youngest actor nominated for the Feitian Award, actually says that he is his own fan?
He really couldn't handle the close-up impact of Gu Qing's face.
How can someone be so good-looking?
Although he has voiced many popular artists, dubbing is a post-production task, and he never sees these artists on set.
Even if he makes a character's lines famous, no artist will ever come up to him and say "thank you".
This was the first time he had encountered Gu Qing.
An artist who truly knows his name, has seen his work, and is willing to say it to his face.
“Sure, Mr. Jie, come on, sit next to me. I’ve finally met my idol and become a fan.”
Gu Qing smiled and let go of her hand, gesturing with her other hand to the sofa on her left.
Dr. Qu: "?"
He glanced at Zhou Yiwei on his left, then at A-Jie who had just sat down on his right, and then looked down at himself.
Where is he sitting?
The four sofas were arranged in a row.
Two junior college students surrounded the undergraduate student in the middle.
Why should a PhD be seated on the very edge, even further away than those college graduates?
Do you even know how to respect your teachers?
Qu Tianlin felt very aggrieved.
"Teacher A-Jie, this is my teacher at Beijing Film Academy, Zhou Yiwei."
Gu Qing smiled and gestured towards Zhou Yiwei.
"Hello, hello, Teacher Zhou, your performance in 'Brotherhood of Blades' was wonderful."
Ah Jie quickly stood up, bent slightly, and grasped Zhou Yiwei's outstretched hands with both of them.
"Your voice is so nice. You're a professional voice actor, so you'll have to go easy on me later."
Zhou Yiwei also stood up, shook hands with him, and sincerely praised him.
"This is the result of years of practice, and a large part of it comes from acquired skills."
"Teacher Gu Qing's voice is truly beautiful, clean, clear, and natural; you can tell it's innate."
Ah Jie spoke sincerely, then turned slightly to the side after letting go of her hand, directing his gaze to Gu Qing sitting in the middle, his tone full of heartfelt admiration.
His gaze then fell on Dr. Qu, who was sitting in the last row with a sour face, moving his folding chair around and adjusting the angle.
He took the initiative to walk over, bent down, and respectfully extended his hand, saying, "Hello, Teacher Qu, it's a pleasure to meet you. Please take care of me."
Dr. Qu sat in the folding chair and let out a soft hum.
He didn't stand up; he merely raised his eyelids and gave a perfunctory gesture.
"This is the kind of image I've ever seen in celebrities."
After hitting a wall, Ah Jie actually breathed a long sigh of relief.
He smiled, withdrew his hand, and turned back to his seat.
At this time,
A staff member from Huangguo TV came over respectfully to inform us that the recording of the program would begin immediately.
Several staff members carried printed scripts and distributed them to each guest.
The photographers and lighting technicians in charge of the shoot entered the room and set up their cameras in front of and to the sides of the four sofas.
The once spacious lounge was quickly filled with various equipment and people.
"Hey little brother, good luck later."
Shen Mengcheng also acted as the host in the room, waving to Gu Qing with a charming and excited expression as soon as she entered.
Subsequently,
She then turned to Ah Jie beside her and politely greeted him, "Hello."
Ah Jie replied, "Hello, Teacher Shen."
As soon as that clear and charming voice came out, Shen Mengcheng covered her face and screamed twice more infatuatedly.
"Oh my god, teacher, your voice is so beautiful!!"
The staff at the indoor station were used to it.
Shen Mengcheng's idol worship is a traditional skill at the station, from Kris Wu to Gu Qing.
Her list of male idols could probably fill an entire A4 sheet of paper.
"Dear teachers, before the recording of the program begins, please think of a virtual name."
The assistant director, carrying a pen and paper, walked over politely, bending down, with the pen already hovering above the notebook.
He first looked at A-Jie on the far left.
"Call me..."
Ah Jie thought for a moment, then turned his head to glance in Gu Qing's direction, his tone carrying a mixture of gratitude and embarrassment.
"Teacher Gu really likes the character Ye Xiu that I voiced, so let's call it 'One Autumn Leaf'. It's the 'one' from 'before'."
"Ok."
The assistant director quickly bent down to write it down, the pen scratching on the paper.
"The '之' before? Shouldn't it be the '知' in 'know'?"
Dr. Qu frowned, leaned forward slightly, and corrected, "One leaf falls, and autumn is here. The leaves are falling, so we know autumn has arrived."
This is an idiom. What does "a single leaf falling in autumn" mean? Is this correct?
He scoffed at it in his heart.
A college diploma is nothing! They can't even read! They don't even recognize "one leaf tells of autumn"?
"This……"
A-Jie opened his mouth awkwardly, rubbing his fingers on his knees, unsure how to explain.
"Teacher Qu, One Autumn Leaf is a character voiced by Teacher A-Jie, and that's how the original author wrote it."
The assistant director, clearly possessing broad knowledge, proactively offered to explain.
"Then...the author really lacks skill. Isn't this just writing nonsense? What if it corrupts elementary school students?"
The elementary school student, seeing the image of a single autumn leaf, thought that's how the idiom was written.
Dr. Qu's face burned, but he still tried to salvage the situation with a strong retort.
"At least it didn't corrupt college students."
Gu Qing turned her head to look at him and smiled back, "Right, Senior Brother Qu?"
"Uh...who can corrupt college students? They're all adults."
Upon seeing that it was Gu Qing who spoke, Dr. Qu swallowed back all the long-winded speech that was about to come out.
He gave an awkward laugh and looked away.
He felt that something was off about Gu Qing's words, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Gu Qing, what name do you plan to use?"
The assistant director quickly seized the opportunity to steer the conversation back on track.
"A ruthless racer."
Gu Qing mentioned a collaboration with the film "Duckweed". His main task for the day was still to promote the movie.
"Teacher Yiwei?"
"I……"
Zhou Yiwei opened his mouth, about to casually give a name.
"Add more money, add more money."
Gu Qing gently nudged Zhou Yiwei's arm with her elbow and suggested a name that would generate a lot of discussion.
As soon as he uttered those three words,
Zhou Yiwei hadn't even realized what was happening when the assistant director next to him started laughing.
"Okay, let's call him Brother Add Money."
Zhou Yiwei didn't think much of it and nodded with a smile.
"Professor Qu... and you? Oh, I'm sorry, I should call you Dr. Qu."
The assistant director hurriedly corrected himself, having almost made a mistake in addressing her.
"my name……"
Dr. Qu crossed his arms, leaned back in the folding chair, and fell into deep thought.
Just when the assistant director thought he was about to receive a title that was so erudite, so elegant, and so awe-inspiring,
Dr. Qu's brow finally relaxed. He leaned forward and said, slowly and deliberately:
"Just call me—Stubborn Girl's Heart!"
"..."
...(End of this chapter)