Feng Anhua was sprayed all over the face, and touched his nose helplessly, "Director Jiang, calm down, calm down... Let me be fair! I watched the scene between the two of you just now, and you know Nan Xu's acting skills. That's great, but you want him to be full of aura. Nan Xu is the ceiling of acting skills in the entire entertainment industry. You force Lin Yan, a newcomer who has never studied acting, to overwhelm him with aura. Isn't that difficult? ?”
At this moment, Jiang Yiming finally calmed down a little bit, and he knew it very well, but it was probably because Lin Yan's state during the audition that day was so in line with his requirements that he hoped that Lin Yan could perform at that level.
"Lin Yan, how did you act that time, or, try to recall it?" Feng Anhua suggested.
Lin Yan is now completely the same as the first two, as long as she remembers.
The problem is, I don't remember at all...
"Sorry, that time may indeed have been just a coincidence..." Lin Yan said helplessly.
Jiang Yiming heard that it was impossible not to be disappointed, but Lin Yan's performance was actually good enough.
"Forget it, it's because I'm asking too much of you, let's do it again in the end! Nanxu, you can accept a little more..." In the end, Jiang Yiming finally made a compromise.
Feng Anhua heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said, "Everyone take their places, one last time!"
Meanwhile, on a private jet.
The man sat quietly in the luxurious cabin, his eyes kept on his mobile phone.
It has been a long time since the message was sent, but Lin Yan did not reply.
The man looked out the window, and his thoughts drifted away.
Finally, the great thoughts spread like a tide, enveloping his soul, crossing the long distance, heading for the girl's place...
At an altitude of 20,000 feet, the man slowly closed his eyes, the phone in his hand slowly fell to the ground, and his consciousness was withdrawn...
…
"Let's take your places, for the last time! Lin Yan, are you okay?" Jiang Yiming said.
"It's okay, take it easy!" Pei Nanxu comforted.
Jiang Yiming finally let go, and he can restrain himself a little bit, so Lin Yan will play much easier.
"Okay." Lin Yan took a deep breath, because he was NG so many times, and when he was playing with Pei Nanxu, it was impossible to say that she was not uncomfortable.
But what else can I do, it's impossible to beat Pei Nanxu's acting skills to death.
Is it really possible for a domineering president to possess a body...
"I'm ready, let's start!" Lin Yan said.
The drama manager took a board and hit it, and then, the filming began—
At the door of the ward of the nursing home, Lin Yan closed his eyes, adjusted his posture, and stood there straight.
The next second, the girl opened her eyes and pushed open the door of the ward.
The moment Lin Yan pushed open the door, the camera zoomed in immediately, giving her a close-up close-up.
The moment the girl opened her eyes and pushed open the door, those originally bright and bright eyes instantly turned into a bottomless sea...
It seems to be calm and warm, but it seems to contain a strong sense of oppression that people dare not look directly at.
It's just that when the door was pushed open, the light and cloudy eyes looked up at Pei Nanxu on the hospital bed, the coercion of the superior was shrouded like the ubiquitous air like a shadow.
On the hospital bed, Pei Nanxu, who was still preparing to restrain his aura, couldn't help being surprised.
Jiang Yiming, who had given up hope, also stared wide-eyed, not even daring to breathe loudly, and stared at "Lin Yan" in the camera without blinking.