At night, Xia Bohe curled up on the sofa and put on a three-figure facial mask, which was said to be infused with gold leaf powder and ginseng essence, custom-made.
While applying it, she felt that the small cells on her face were getting expensive.
After reading the script three times in the end, her regular far and near shooting sessions pulled her drowsy into the system space.
[Lesson 1: Experience of long-range shots; 45 minutes.]
[The host can import your script.]
Xia Bohe's eyes lit up in the space, can this still happen
She immediately imported the script of "The Us Back then", marking the role of the mute girl.
[Vision shots: 24 in total.]
[The shooting experience is now in order.]
As soon as the voice fell, the classroom instantly turned into a shooting scene.
Camera track, radio microphone, director's monitor... Even the system automatically matched Wang Ruoning's director.
"Take the trend from a distance," Director Wang talked eloquently after he appeared, "Shooting from a distance, focusing on the body movements of the characters, opening and closing, rather than micro-expression details."
"Act 18, the focus here is on the position of the dumb girl."
"Do it all over again! The movements are not natural enough!"
"Again, the gait does not match the human design, the dumb girl was born in a noble family."
"Again, the ponytail covers the face."
"Start again, you are out of the screen!"
"Again… "
In the first class, Xia Bohe tossed and tossed hundreds of NG restarts.
With just a simple action of walking on the road, she deeply realized the huge gap between her fifty-cent acting skills in her previous life and those of a professional background.
The script was imported into the space, and she was still wearing the costumes of the characters in the play, with a pair of small high heels on her feet. Because she walked again and again, was stopped, walked again, and repeated the course for the third time, the skin of her hind feet had worn out two times. The big blisters were painfully crushed again, stinging and bleeding.
But she still didn't stop.
"Okay, this one is over." Director Wang in the space was already satisfied.
But Xia Bohe checked the system's rating for her performance, and still gritted her teeth, "Only 79 points? No, come again!"
[Are you sure to proceed to the fourth round of the first class?]
A performance that didn't even score 80 points, in reality, can barely meet Director Wang's psychological expectations for a pure newcomer, barely passing the test.
But don't force her!
She doesn't want to be a tepid and mediocre actor in this life!
"I just want 100 points."
In her sleep, she continued to bear the pain, walking again and again, with her head held high.
In the bedroom of the villa, it was pitch black.
Luo Tianlin, who had just rested in the early morning, was lying on the floor when he heard the sound of the quilt flying on the bed.
After waiting for a while, the little girl became quiet, and not long after, the quilt was blown up again.
He sat up and looked at the moonlight.
I saw a little girl moonwalking on the bed covered by a large quilt, pressed under her slender legs.
White as snow.
It was as dark as night.
Two colors entangled.
Luo Tianlin reached out, pulled out the quilt, and covered her again.
Just lying down, the little girl kicked away again, accompanied by a delicate little fist.
"I want 100 points!"
"I don't want to be mediocre, I want to be the best!"
The little girl was very powerful, and even with a pair of soft feet, she kicked him on the side of the waist.
Luo Tianlin lowered his eyes, staring at the small toes that seemed to be still moving around on his side, and after he had settled down, he stretched out his hand slowly, took her white ankle, took it from his waist, and stuffed it into the bed.
The little girl was still dreaming, and her walking was interrupted. She was still not satisfied, so she muttered a few words.
Luo Tianlin pushed down the corner of the quilt, restricting her room to move.
After paying half the salary, she calmly rubbed her chin against the edge of the quilt, and stopped kicking her feet.
*
"Sister Ran Ran, don't worry, as soon as I told my brother, he explained to the film crew to shoot her ugly!"
You Xinji sent Zhou Xiran a message in the middle of the night.
Zhou Xiran watched it, and finally had a peaceful beauty sleep.
What's the use of entering Chongyi, entering the film crew
If you offend someone, it will end badly!