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    With a click, Zhou Ziheng immediately entered the state with the two machines facing each other. This is him that Xia Xiqing has never seen before.

    He slammed on the iron anti-theft door with his hand, and without saying a word, he slapped it with all his strength, his back molars clenched and his eyes drooping.  Into the mood.

    "Who? Are you fucking sick" The door behind the anti-theft door opened, and Aaron could be seen rubbing his eyes through the iron bars. His withered and yellow hair looked like a clump of grass in late autumn.  Zhou Ziheng frowned, with a disgusted expression on his face, "You must be fucking out of your mind, come here to make trouble, do you still want to make money. Huh?"

    Gao Kun clenched his fists, pressed his lips tightly, and kept his eyes half-closed.

    "Talk? You're fucking dumb!" Aaron scratched his head, put his hand on the door and was about to close it, "I've paid you all the money, don't come here to make trouble"

    There was a loud bang.  Gao Kun's fist slammed on the iron gate. He was like a beast in a zoo where people watched. He was extremely angry and screamed through the railing, his eyes were red.

    "You fuckingyou" Anger made his voice hoarse, "It's all because of your needles"

    Aaron was taken aback by him, felt a little guilty but still pretended to be strong. After all, this Gao Kun was nothing more than a blood bag of theirs. People who were so poor that they could only come to sell blood  Nothing to be afraid of.

    "What are you? I think you are crazy poor."

    "I have AIDS." Gao Kun said suddenly, "AIDS! Did you know? AIDS!"

    He spoke the first sentence very calmly, as if he was not the one who got sick, but this calmness did not last for a few seconds. His fist kept pounding on the iron door, as if he could be saved by smashing it open, trembling all over.

    Aaron froze in place suddenly.  I didn't speak for a long time.

    Xia Xiqing, who was standing by the side, was fascinated by it, but Aaron kept silent, and then took two steps back, hesitating, Gao Kun slammed the door twice, grabbed the railing viciously and opened his mouth like a ghost,  "It's you, it's you who made me like this! I'm going to kill you! Open the door!"

    Xia Xiqing's eyes fell on Aaron, no.

    It was a mistake.  Gao Kun was obviously saving the scene just now.

    "Cut! Aaron forgot the words, what's the matter?" Director Kun yelled on the walkie-talkie, "Aaron, adjust it. We just happened to take a close-up of Gao Kun's side. It's okay, let's go through it twice first. Aaron  Don't stress."

    Yang Bo showed regret and remorse on his face, bent down to apologize to the staff, "I'm sorry, I'm really scared by Ziheng just now."

    Xia Xiqing couldn't help laughing, Zhou Ziheng's kung fu into the play in a second is too deep, as expected of a child who grew up in the crew, everyone will be frightened by this aura.

    The makeup artist hurried forward to wipe Zhou Ziheng's sweat, and Zhou Ziheng asked Yang Bo to open the door to talk to him about the play, and the two exchanged their feelings about each other's characters in this scene.

    "It's okay." Zhou Ziheng patted him on the shoulder, "It's really not easy to act in a conflict scene when I first came up. I did the same at the beginning. It will get better slowly."

    Yang Bo was very grateful. Because of his appearance and personality, Zhou Ziheng has always been a strong and indifferent type in the eyes of unfamiliar people, but this time he came into contact with him and found that this is not the case at all. Not only is he not indifferent, he is also special.  Be gentle and patient.

    "Ready? Another one, this time to take a close-up of Gao Kun, Gao Kun pays attention to the machine." Director Kun looked at Yang Bo, "Aaron stood behind the cameraman and took a look.  Got scared."

    "Do I look so scary?" Zhou Ziheng made a joke, and everyone on the set laughed, and Yang Bo's nervousness improved a lot.

    It's scary when you're angry.  Xia Xiqing stood not far behind him, remembering the night when he was drugged.

    "The first scene of "Tracking" is the first time in the second scene, action!"

    Starting again, Yang Bo stood behind the close-up photographer, carefully observing Zhou Ziheng's performance this time, and at the same time used his voice to play with him. The close-up shot showed a complete Aaron's perspective.  Gao Kun's emotional processing was more full than last time. From being a little dazed at the beginning, to getting more and more angry, to pain and helplessness that he didn't want to admit, every emotional point was carried on very smoothly.  There seemed to be tears in his red eyes, but they didn't seem to be.

    "Get out! I'm going to kill you!" Gao Kun beat and kicked, even picked up an old mop discarded by someone in the corner and slammed it on the door, "Come out! Get out! I have to fucking let  ?The role of Tong is another adducted role.

    It is more difficult to act inwardly than externally. If you are not careful, you will become facial paralysis, detached from the role itself, and make people dance.

    "Are you ready?"

    Xia Xiqing, who was standing at the back door of the hotel, nodded his head. After the sound of beating boards, he naturally carried two bags full of garbage from the door to the back alley, lifted the lid of the big dark green trash can, and stuffed the garbage bags into the  Go, his hands were dirty, he looked, but there was nothing to wipe, he walked slowly to a small faucet in the back alley, and twisted it for a long time before some water came out.

    He put his hands under the thin stream of water and carefully washed the dirt off his hands.

    Suddenly he felt his head was hit hard by something, Jiang Tong turned his head, his face was a bit dazed, the sunset was hitting his face red, and against the light, he saw a few scolding gangsters coming over, the one at the head  The man held a can of beer in his hand, and when he saw him, he began to scold, "Mute, have you been avoiding us these days?" After speaking, he threw the can in his hand, Jiang Tong was so frightened that he raised his hand to cover his head, the can  It hit him on the wrist, and the unfinished beer dripped on his clothes.

    He had just finished working in the hotel, and he was still wearing the hotel's white apron and white overalls, which were too wide, old and ill-fitting, and now they were stained again.

    Jiang Tong's mouth moved, but he didn't speak.

    A few people came up and surrounded him, "Where's the money? Consciously hand it over and I won't beat you today."

    Jiang Tong gestured in panic, and the leader kicked him directly in the stomach, "Show your mother! Speak!"

    "No, no money" Jiang Tong clutched his stomach and fell to the base of the wall. He reached into his pocket and tore it clean, frowning at them, "No, no"

    "No? I think you just owe it!"

    "Cut!" Director Kun yelled, "Jiang Tong's expression is wrong, it's too hard, you should be afraid at this time."

    Xia Xiqing stood up from the corner. The kick in the stomach just now was just an excuse. He had been worried that he would be ng for acting unnaturally in this place, but he didn't expect it to be because of his expression.

    "Jiang Tong has been bullying these hooligans for collecting protection fees for a long time. Seeing them should be habitually afraid. You were too calm just now." Director Kun is a rare good-tempered director, "It's okay, let's do another one, Xiqing you  Relax a bit and take on Jiang Tong's role."

    Everyone was preparing for the next one, but Xia Xiqing said, "Director Kun, I don't think it's right."

    Even the gangster next to him gave him a wink. In China, most of the movies are centered on the director. The director is more than everything else in the crew. Many actors have their scenes cut or even ruined their entire careers because they offended the director.  So they hardly refute the director's suggestion on the set.

    But Xia Xiqing didn't plan to act much, and he wasn't worried about offending anyone.

    "Jiang Tong's character is not weak and timid. If it were him, he would have died a long time ago. His father gambled and beat him and his mother to death since he was a child. His mother is also a prostitute who picks up guests at home for a living. In the end, he even  He was beaten to death, and he worked alone to support himself until now, if this kind of experience is placed on anyone, he would have committed suicide long ago."

    Xia Xiqing spoke calmly, but Zhou Ziheng's heart ached inexplicably.

    "He's not afraid, but he doesn't have the ability to resist, so he can only bear it. As you said, Jiang Tong has been bullied by these gangsters for a long time, and he is used to this kind of life. If he is habitually accepting harm, he will act like ashamed  Maybe a little more real."

    No one on the set, large or small, including lighting, photography, on-set management, and waiting actors, expressed their opinions. Everyone knows that Kuncheng is a director with a good personality, and he is even more aware that he is a stubborn director.

    "I also agree." Zhou Ziheng's voice broke the silence, "Actually, Jiang Tong is braver than Gao Kun. It is Gao Kun who is really afraid, not the weaker Jiang Tong."

    Director Kun stared at the ground solemnly, frowning tightly, and stood up after a while, looked at the sky, and then at the firm expression on Xia Xiqing's face, at this moment, he really felt that standing in front of him  It wasn't Xia Xiqing who was following, but the real Jiang Tong.

    "I admit defeat." Kuncheng shrugged his shoulders, smiled and grabbed the hair on the back of his head, "The Jiang Tong you mentioned is closer to this character, very good, very good."

    A fire suddenly ignited in his heart, how much he hoped that under his direction, the drama could fully present its essence for the audience to see.

    "Yes, that's the way to shoot." Kuncheng repeated excitedly, "That's the way to shoot!"

    Xia Xiqing also raised the corners of his mouth, he was all too familiar with the expression on Kuncheng's face.

    That is the supreme desire for artistic creation.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)passed.

    That is the supreme desire for artistic creation.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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