Hearing Xia Bohe's request for their advice, Liao Ming didn't know how Writer Song was feeling, but he was about to vomit blood.
"Cough..." Liao Ming's face was uncertain.
He wanted to find an excuse to reject her, but Nima couldn't find it.
Now he really wants to get to know the teacher of her stage performance, and interview his logic of giving her a score of 61 in the exam!
He wanted to know where the remaining 39 points were deducted, but he couldn't figure it out anyway!
But he had to eliminate her, otherwise how could he show his favor to the Zhou family
Liao Ming was thinking desperately, but the screenwriter Song didn't have so many thoughts, and just blurted out, "You performed very well. I don't have any suggestions for improvement. Your image just now fits well with my portrayal of this character."
"Cough, cough, cough!" Liao Ming was about to vomit blood, "Scriptwriter Song!"
What nonsense are you talking about!
"Scriptwriter Song is very kind," Liao Ming suppressed his suffocation on his face, and began to talk nonsense, "The main reason is to praise you as a rookie who has never been in the crew before. But—this competition for the role, We will watch a lot of outstanding newcomers and actors who have already achieved results. In comparison, your acting method is not mature enough, so you can watch more similar performances of old seniors and learn from them."
Not mature enough.
Yes, isn't she acting in the mood of a girl
It's true to learn from the old-timers, this is just a scene.
Liao Ming took a deep breath, feeling that he couldn't make it up anymore, so he could only make a final decision, "You go back, we still have to continue the interview, and I will contact you if there is any news."
"Okay, I'll wait for news from Director Liao."
Xia Bohe glanced at him with clear eyes, making Liao Ming turn his head directly, guilty of not daring to look at her.
And when she walked out of the interview room, Liao Ming turned his head quickly, turned his head towards the screenwriter Song with a straight face, and said solemnly, "This child's performance is not suitable for the camera. It looks good on the scene, but she doesn't know how to schedule at all. There is no hierarchy in the handling, and she is playing with the male second, now it's time to steal the show, let's look at the others."
Song Feiran, a writer of the new generation, was hired by the producer to be the main screenwriter of the TV series because she started filming her novels.
But she doesn't have the concept of camera. It can be said that she is a novice among screenwriters, and she doesn't understand the work of directors.
Liao Ming used a bunch of professional terms to criticize, and quickly found someone to come in.
Song Feiran was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to realize, "That's fine, I will temporarily reserve my own vote for Xia Bohe just now. As a screenwriter or audience, I think she is very suitable for this role."
Liao Ming took a deep breath, he just wanted to scold his mother.
After only reading three, you reserved one vote for her
Fortunately, Wang Ruoning was not around. The screenwriter Song was inexperienced, so he would only rely on the opinion of his assistant director.
"It's too beautiful, but it's not a good thing." Liao Ming added another insurance, "Our focus is still on the first and second girls."
A little villain who ranks fourth among female characters looks better than the second and first female characters, is it plausible
Must be eliminated.
"Scriptwriter Song doesn't need to say much, I will explain my decision to Director Wang."
At the same time, in the small building of the Zhou family in Xingchen Yayuan, Zhou Xiran was secretly checking to see if the pimple on his nose had disappeared.
Just as he was about to drop the mirror in frustration, a text message came in.
[You Xinji: The assistant director said it was ok, thank you Ran Ran for your help~]
Zhou Xiran breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it!
Xia Bohe failed the audition... The task is about to be completed
She won't be ugly this time!
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And Xia Bohe walked out of the teaching building with a small chain bag on her back. After thinking over and over again, she always felt that the last look that director Liao Ming looked at her was a bit malicious.
Did she fail the audition
"What happened to the leg?"
A man with a mellow voice asked a question, but it sounded from in front of her.
She looked up in surprise, only to see the tall and stern man leaning against the car, wearing a suit jacket, standing under the cypress tree, frowning and looking at her calf.
"Ah, nothing."
As soon as the words fell, she hissed and stepped on the ground with her right foot, only to feel a sharp pain in her knee, and her body shook slightly.
A shadow then fell on her head.
In an instant, she was picked up.
In the nostrils, a male hormone smell that surrounded her whole body suddenly flooded, strong but not pungent.
The gentleman's cypress smells quite nice.