Chapter 117: Third

I saw the picture in the monitor, split into two halves by a wall.
Half of it was pouring rain, the sky was dim, and the other half was a warm scene in the coffee shop.
Yu Yaoyao stepped on high heels, draped his hair, and his body was wet.
Shook her hand, she pulled out a lighter from the broken shoulder bag, and rummaged through the whole body, but did not find a cigarette, her eyes were empty like a night without starlight.
She looked outside, cracked her pale mouth and was quickly wet by heavy rain.
On the slender eyelashes, the messy Liuhai, all the raindrops fell, smearing her old and empty black scorpion.
But for such an eye, it is like talking.
The man next to me passed by, only a blurry silhouette appeared in the camera, hiding under the beam of the house, flapping the water on her body, but it seemed to read her eyes.
A cigarette was handed to her.
Her peeling lips moved slightly, but in the end she did not make a sound and squatted together.
She stretched out the hand that was as thin as it was to be broken. The five fingers were slightly curved, and the index finger and the slowly caught the handed smoke.
Bowing, I bite into my mouth.
With a bang, the lighter showed a small group of weak Mars.
After several times, shaking, I finally put the semi-wet smoke on it.
She shuddered and closed the hollow black scorpion, taking a deep breath, as if to the smoke from the rain into the lungs.
The colorless lips are slightly open, and I want to spit out a ring of smoke, but I suddenly screamed!
Painful cough, painful gasping, almost made her bend down the back, and finally leaned against the wall.
The finger caught the unburned smoke, and it seemed that she had to cough up the lungs. She covered her face.
Trembling, coughing, and struggling to send the cigarette to the mouth and sucked a big mouth.
Look up, in big mouth...
The red Mars almost burned your fingers.
The black scorpion, which had no trace of brilliance, gradually filled with tears in the rising smoke, and slipped from the eyelids silently, blinking and mixing with the falling rain under the eaves.
The one-man show of this scene ends here.
The two men are just like stupid, standing in front of the monitor, they can't make a sound for a long time.
Until the latter scene, the two women groaned in the house, crying and laughing at each other's useless, fierce voices, only woke them up.
"director……"
Wei Ming’s national character face is a bitter smile except for a smile.
The director’s move is too embarrassing.
Too irritating him...
He looked at Lu Cheng and found that the buddy was still in a state of stunned, and he couldn't help but shoot him.
"how about it?"
祁 Directly sit down and point to the next screen.
"This, and this, two women, from the eyes to the demeanor, are drama!"

It’s easy, and it’s a picture of a desolate woman who is in desperate needlessness and helplessness!

He said, it seems to be a review of the filming experience just now, and I still have tried to touch the chin.
"This quarrel is a two-player drama that talks to each other afterwards. Both of them have their own lines of knowledge. Every sentence, every word, even every pause of breathing, is extremely close to the characters. heartstrings."
"I won't say this word. The tone, tone, and voice of a woman are inherently more delicate than men. I don't force you."
"but--"
The guide turned back the monitor again and adjusted it to the last picture of smoking under the roof of Yuyao Yaoyu.
"There is no line here, and even the lens of the upper body has always been."
"She used this face... It’s a story that every frame stops, it’s a story, full of vicissitudes and heartfelt feelings!"
"On this pair of eyes, from the numbness of the void, to the stagnation of the desire to smoke, to the smoking, the eyes of life escape, fear, resistance to the conflict and resistance, to the end up, full of tears Suddenly... Slowly falling..."
"If you are, are you willing to call the card?"
Director of Hang Hang, did not suffocate to clear the scorpion.
"In addition, according to the script, I want to cry, and she wants to tremble on the ground and tremble, and it produces intense emotions... But when she gets here, she does not follow the script, but she has a different feeling."
"Even though, I have no cards!"
He said that he was the most kindly director in the world, as if the director who kept calling and nitpicking in the past was not his own.
Wei Ming smiled reluctantly. "Hey, this is a soundless voice, and the natural interpretation is better than the script."
He ruthlessly smashed the ‘true face’ of the voyage.
"According to the script, you will be NG."
Just like they follow the script, he is not satisfied.
The most difficult thing is never to release the crying, but to desperately suppress, not to cry, not to yell, all by seemingly calm, but the dark expression of the surging.
Forbearance is the most difficult problem.
This... If it is the heroine, it is already enough to take the prize!
What card is still stuck!
I did not hear this because I didn’t hear this.
"Our actress is very powerful. But look, it's the turn of the two of you men, I have to stop, let you play again, once again? Right? Is there any feeling?"
The male starring Lu Cheng was locked in a brow, and apparently did not keep up with the pace of their dialogue, immersed in their own surprise.
"I have heard that Yu Yaoyao's acting skills are very good. It is no less than the excellent appearance of her appearance. I saw it today, I am really... served!"
"How old is she? No, how many plays did you play? How many big characters? Just show it?!"
Lu Cheng is younger than Wei Ming, but he is too anxious to look at the mature man who is almost forty.
He had thought that he had a good acting skills, and he was a buried ambassador. He just had no chance, but he was a big player.
But today, he only knows that there are enough scary people in this traffic player!
Yu Yaoyao is really too strong!
Lu Cheng shook his head.
The smoking scene is very common in many men's roles.
In particular, he is precocious, and in his early twenties, he has taken over a dozen characters who have smoked.
But now he thinks about it. At her age, she didn’t have such a layered content!
And looking at the camera, she should not smoke.
A woman, with this scene, can perform a decadent middle-aged taste, ... or a young beauty... Hey, she is a monster!
It really made him stunned!
Wei Ming looked at Lu Cheng’s dizzy expression and understood the old face.
Finally, in this crew, not only was he alone hit.
The director of the airline has always treated men and women equally, especially if he appreciates the strength of the actor.
Now, obviously, my heart's preferences are different.
"Do you think about how to break through yourself? If you can't do it, you can take the classics. A rich wife, a pampering person can also perform this kind of grounding and deep feeling of being stressed by life. How are you going?"
"Wei Ming, Lu Cheng, go ask, don't be awkward, let's fight for one more."
Two actors are directly assigned to the actress dressing room!
Wei Ming and Lu Cheng could not help but smile.
But fortunately, they are indeed convinced, and they are desperately trying to seriously interpret their roles.
The two men encouraged each other and went bravely.
Of course, Wei Ming, as a person who came over, had to remind Lu Cheng, "Small land, are you graduating from the Chinese opera? Do you learn to perform?"
Lu Cheng was stunned. "I was actually a drama, and I had cooperated with the sergeant before. I was found this time."
He did not know the cause of Wei Ming at all.
But Wei Ming quickly patted him on the shoulder.
Knocked into the dressing room, the success of the younger generation walked behind.
But as soon as I entered, Lu was shocked.
Miss Cai, who usually holds a very cold, is actually licking chicken feet in the room today...
There is also a pepper slice at the mouth.
He immediately did not see it, and quickly opened the door.
"Ts. Cai, Xiaoyu, the director has brought us over, let us learn from you and learn the skills."
"Well, especially..."
Lu Cheng said, Yu Yaoyao, who was removing makeup from the side and raising his music, looked at the past.
"Xiao Yu, you are so young, the director asked us to ask, how do you act like this..."
He hasn't finished it yet. He has already sent the textbook with the seeds and shells of the seeds and sent it to him.
"Hey, take it and take it, don't be polite."
"My focus has been drawn!"
Lu Cheng screamed.
Focus on?
Special, is it an exam?
He took the book subconsciously and took a look at the cover, the Nortel textbook "The Basic Skills of the Actor"...
The hand slipped in an instant and almost didn't catch it!
Yu Yaoyao licked his mouth and raised more music.
"There are two more books, the sense of lens and the interpretation of the actor, I haven't finished reading it. Today... The day after tomorrow, I will be able to finish it, and I will give it to you!"
Lu Cheng was completely dizzy.
Wei Ming patted his shoulder. "Little land, haven't you been on Weibo for a long time?"
Oh, hot search did not see.
But he soon pushed Lu Cheng to the side. "Cai Jie, Xiao Yu, your life is quite complete. How did you interpret this kind of tragic role?"
This problem is stupid to the extreme.
He quickly added another sentence.

Can the director not be NG? What other experiences do you have in addition to textbooks?

This is the point.
Cai Wenfang blushes down the chicken feet and looks at Yuyao Yao. "You ask Xiaoyu, she feels better."
Yu Yaoyao was holding his head and thinking about it. He shook his head in confusion. "Nothing special."
Instead, she shook her head and slammed her script to the ground.