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    After the second article started, Kuncheng gave Xia Xiqing enough room to play, use and unconditionally trust a newcomer who is completely blank in acting skills. This method is a great risk in filming. The worst result is  Ruined the whole movie.

    Although Kuncheng is the most vocal person in the crew, it doesn't mean that other people can be convinced of this way of operation.  Xia Xiqing knows this very well, all he can do is use his ability to convince everyone.  But in terms of acting, what ability can he speak of?

    What he has is nothing more than a heroic determination to analyze himself.

    "action!"

    Jiang Tong was half lying on the ground, obviously in the humblest and weakest posture, ashamed and embarrassed, but there was no expression of begging for mercy on his face that was easy to bully, no matter how those gangsters humiliated and beat him, he always used  The naturally unnatural tone stated the fact that he was penniless.

    He really has no money. He paid the rent with the wages he just paid, bought some necessities and food, and used the rest to buy paints to maintain his extravagant hobbies.  Even if the bicycle is broken, he is reluctant to take it to repair.

    "I think you're fucking pretending to be here with me. I don't think I'll teach you a lesson today. You don't even know who is in charge of this street!"

    The leader lost all patience, picked up Jiang Tong who had been knocked down to the wall, and pointed his fist at his pale face, Jiang Tong couldn't resist, all the strength in his body seemed to be pumped  It's the same as walking, and my stomach hurts so much that it's twisted together.

    Seeing that fist coming straight at him, all he could do was close his eyes subconsciously, anyway, this was not the first time such a thing had happened.

    As long as you can't die, everything doesn't matter.

    But in the next moment, what he waited for was not the heavy punch that could break his jaw, but the hot liquid splashed on his face under the loud noise and howl, the neckline was loosened, and Jiang Tong slid down the wall, opening his eyes.  The moment he opened his eyes, he was stunned.  The gangster who was clamoring to teach him a lesson just now fell in front of him, his face covered in blood.  Jiang Tong stretched out his hand in a daze, and touched his face.

    There was blood all over his fingers, it was this man's blood.

    He saw a stick that didn't exist before, just at the bastard's feet, still rolling slightly.

    Someone hit him with this?

    "Brother Wang? Brother Wang, are you alright?" Several other people were startled when they saw this, and they immediately surrounded and supported the boss who had lost his prestige and was bloody but still stubborn, "Which bitch?  Son of a son! Quick, kill him quickly! Damn, my head"

    A few people raised their heads and looked towards the end of the alley. Jiang Tong, who was stunned, only remembered at this time, and looked towards that end in a daze.

    Under the setting sun, a tall man came from the entrance of the alley, his hair was burning red like fire.  His face was unclear under the backlight, and the fiery red light was like his mask.

    The sudden intruder walked towards them without saying a single word.

    "Hit him to death!"

    There are four gangsters on this side, and only one on the other side. No matter how tall he looks, he is still no match.  Jiang Tong waved his hand at him, and said with difficulty, "Quick, go!"

    The man seemed to be even more deaf than him. He didn't listen to him at all. He rushed straight up and kicked the head of the front line on the chest, knocking him down to the ground, and all the bones in his body were about to be shattered.  .

    After this kick, Jiang Tong finally saw his face clearly against the light, especially those lone wolf-like vicious eyes.

    He was trembling all over, and he couldn't help but read in his mouth.

    "That night that day"

    The one who followed him and almost killed him!

    As if someone had suddenly strangled his neck, Jiang Tong's pupils were dilated, and his body was shaking unbearably.

    In the darkness, those hands had tightly covered his mouth, and he had also seen the man's extremely fierce gaze at close range. Under the moonlight, he was like a wolf in a desperate situation.

    That tall man obviously didn't have any helpers, but when he struck, he was so ruthless that he didn't leave any room for retreat. Every punch and every kick hit him to death.  Jiang Tong looked terrified.

    This man is not afraid of killing people at all.

    The worst thing to provoke in this world is people who have nothing, they are the ones who are really desperate.

    Soon, the few people who had humiliated Jiang Tong before all fell to the ground, and they didn't even have the strength to stand up and escape, like a few old dogs lingering.

    The man gasped for breath, turned his face to Jiang Tong, and Jiang Tong also turned his face in an instant.He lowered his head and wiped his face, smiling unconsciously.

    Kuncheng looked at the long shot from the alley to the side of the road again, and walked over quite satisfied, "The shot just now was really good, as expected, you have to hold the camera in front to have the feeling of walking." He hurried again  Busily walked to the other side, and communicated with the chief photographer about the perspective and layout of the camera.

    "I tried a long shot for the first time in filming. It's amazing." As soon as Kuncheng left, Zhou Ziheng began to tease Xia Xiqing, "Genius rookie."

    "Isn't that you?"

    "I made it through grinding." Zhou Ziheng pasted a few tissues on his forehead, "It was made by groping a little bit." He put his hands on his bent knees, "As for me, many directors used to say that I can  I can play life and death, but I can¡¯t play life. I can play any emotion I want, but I just can¡¯t play an ordinary commoner. Because I don¡¯t understand them at all, and I don¡¯t understand my role.¡±

    His eyes looked at the road, "So at that time I was like now, squatting on the side of the road, sometimes for an entire afternoon. At that time I was still young, I was in high school, and I was not very popular. I just did that when I was on vacation.  Squatting, looking at the passers-by. After watching a lot, I found that everyone is a collection of emotions. There are too many emotions piled up on the body, which is very complicated. It is so complicated that you can only choose to use those emotions to polish each other to live.  Like a full-fledged adult, and it just grinds out."

    Having said that, Zhou Ziheng looked at Xia Xiqing with a smile on his face, "I realized later that what I want to play is that kind of peace."

    The warm yellow sunset outlined every corner of Zhou Ziheng's face, yet wrapped them so softly.  Xia Xiqing just looked at him like this, the corners of his mouth raised, and he didn't speak.

    In fact, he also wanted to say something, but found that his poor language was completely unable to describe how he felt towards Zhou Ziheng at the moment, it was too good, too good, beyond the threshold that could be described in words.  It would be great if there were brushes and paints, preferably gentle watercolors. He wanted to paint it now, to paint a picture of Zhou Ziheng who in his eyes was full of enthusiasm for performing arts.

    "What are you looking at?" Zhou Ziheng looked at Xia Xiqing, who had been staring at him, with some doubts.

    Dazed Xia Xiqing stepped out of his contemplation, raised his eyebrows at him, "Look at you, handsome boy."

    "He's a handsome guy." Zhou Ziheng deliberately touched Xia Xiqing's toes with his foot, and took off the tissue on his head.  The makeup artist left, and the next scene is about to start.

    Xia Xiqing sat up, returned to the same position as before and waited for the start, but suddenly heard Zhou Ziheng's voice.

    "I don't want you to be that flat."

    The body froze.  Xia Xiqing froze suddenly and could only look at Zhou Ziheng's shadow on the ground.

    "I want to see all your emotions, good or bad, no matter how complicated and sharp, don't grind each other, just let them release."

    The last sentence was deliberately low, so low that only the two of them in the world could hear it.

    "Give it to me, I can bear it."

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    When making a movie, every very short plot point has to be shot repeatedly, from various angles and various camera positions, plus ng, in order to present a more complete plot and a better reading experience, I omitted it and mentioned it.  For a moment, but it's not like that.  hereby explain~

    Today I was called by my instructor to talk until 7 o'clock, two hours of life and death speed, I will definitely have more tomorrow, love you~ (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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