Chapter 503: True hit

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The queen is a beautiful, beautiful, emotional, and IQ. Of course, the woman is a tough woman. This queen is simply a person who loves and hates. Others think that Yan Huan does not know, but in Yan Huan, she feels It’s much more than the heroine Qing Junxian’s blood and flesh. It’s blunt, but it’s just a petty three, although it says true love with the emperor.
"Preparation, start," Yan Hua shouted, and the departments were in place.
In front of the camera, a hand was stretched out. The shape of this hand is very beautiful, like sprouting fingers, white and nearly transparent skin, and gold armor worn on nails, and also worn on the wrist There are several bracelets, no one will feel the feeling of an upstart, but there are not many such luxurious jewelry, and it is not enough to add a few more.
And this hand squeezed a grape, picked it up, and placed it on her lips. In an instant, the face like Yuehua was enough to amaze the years. She put the grape on her lips. , Fingers are slightly curved, not orchid fingers, but there is a kind of softness and elegance that only women have, and there is a sense of wealth and glory between her head and her feet.
This is the queen of the Qing Dynasty who is under one person and above ten thousand people. He was born in the Yellow Banner, his father is a prince, and his brother is a general. In the entire court, it was enough for the whole world.
Of course, her queen is also the most precious existence in the entire palace. Men are fighting for the world in the court, while women are in the harem.
"Ma'am, it's her," Mammoth Liu directly pushed a woman with a disheveled hair up, and also let her kneel on the ground, but the woman was stiffened on her knees, and was unwilling to kneel.
"Bold, in front of your mother, do you dare to get up?" Several grandmothers went up and pinched and beaten. Grandma Liu raised her foot and kicked the woman directly, then kicked her on her knees On the ground.
But the queen did not even lift her eyelids. The kind of noble, noble half-reliance, almost like a pearl, so that everyone present was ashamed.
She stood up, held her hand on her side, and then stepped forward, with her armored fingers, and gently lifted up the woman with the hooded hair.
"It doesn't look very good. What kind of immortal do you think this palace is? It turns out that even the ugliest maiden here is not as good."
"That's it," the grandmother on the side raised her chin and responded, "we are beautiful and beautiful, who can compare in this palace?"
The woman on the ground heard this, but sneered, and the queen heard it, and the queen lifted the face of the woman on the ground, and then patted it lightly. Humiliating, at this time, her red lips are smiling, her eyes are also smiling, but her eyes are very cold, and her armor is also gently across the woman's face, almost all A red mark was left on her little white face.
"Yan Huan, are you enough?"
Suddenly, Su Muran stood up, extended his hand and pushed Yan Huan.
"Whoever wants you to touch my face, is there anything written in the script? Give me your dirty away, and it will be disgusting at first glance."
Yan Huan spread her hands, and then looked helplessly to Yan Hua, Yan Dao, can you still shoot? She all followed the script. As for touching the face, to tell the truth, she was also disgusted. Because I touched the powder.
Yan Hua feels a headache, "Miss Su, this is a plot need, and I don’t feel Yan Huan’s doing something wrong, she is the queen, she was like this," yes, Yan Hua said nothing wrong, Yan Huan will be the queen The beauty, the beauty of the queen, and the price of the queen are completely interpreted with their own movements and expressions. There is also a kind of high-level, incomparable temperament. I can know at a glance that Yan Huan is already in the drama, and it is very expressive. Perfect.
When it came to Su Muran, how did it compare with Yan Huan? It became a little kid, and from the beginning, it seemed to be a drama that could not suppress Yan Huan, and the performance was also very discolored. Like this, Su Mu Ran suddenly jumped up It’s not once or twice.
Su Muran reluctantly knelt down again. When looking at Yan Huan, his eyes almost became angry and hatred. Yan Hua's eyebrows were almost tied.
Su Muran's eyes were wrong, completely wrong, he privately chatted with Su Muran for a long time, but Su Muran didn't listen at all, it was Su Muran's eyes, not Qingjun's face Queen.
One is already deep in the drama, and one can't even enter the drama at all. If you continue to shoot like this, Su Muran's scenes may be taken away by Yan Huan.
In another scene, the emperor came over and stood in front of the queen. He put his hand behind his back, and his disgust was also daunting.
Did the queen say anything to me?
The emperor wanted the concubine to say something. The queen lifted her chin slightly, and never felt that she was wrong. The emperor, the ancestors' ceremonies, the face, are they all necessary, and are the eyes of the people also? The emperor, really want to ignore the people of the world for a woman, make the Manchu's Wenwu joke.
With a snapping sound, the emperor raised his hand and hurled it off politely.
"Card, stop first."
Yan Hua shouted,
Then he waved his hand at Yan Huan’s promise. You can take a look at it.
Yan Huan stood up straight, and then came to see the scene he just shot, and promised to stand on the side, his expression seemed to be a little weird, and Huan felt the same way.
Looking at the replay just now, it was very good at the beginning. Whether it was Yan Huan’s performance or promise, it was the contradiction between the empress and the hidden turbulence. The performance was very successful and perfect, and there was no trace of acting. come out.
Yan Huan nodded his chin, and then carefully looked at his expression, movement, and tone. It was indeed her level, but in the end, when the promised slap waved down, it felt like a taste.
"Come again," Yan Hua said to them.
Then he gestured again, ready to start shooting, but Yan Huan thought of something, "Director, please stop."
Yan Hua nodded and put his hands down.
Yan Huan pointed to his face, and then said to the promise, "True fight."
"True fight?" Promise almost dropped his chin. "Want real fight?"
"Yeah," Yan Huan nodded. "If you look at the angle, it always feels a little bad and unreal. You really fight. I'm ready to give a face for art."
However, the promise is still hesitant, "How can this really hit?"