If I don't film, I have to go home and inherit billions of dollars

Chapter 207 A mean image

No matter how hard you practice martial arts, can you still go faster than a bullet?
Although Wang Qing said it very seriously, unfortunately no one believed it, and even Chen Weiting patted him on the shoulder to make him read less novels and animations.

In this regard, he can only helplessly spread his hands. In this low-level martial arts world, he still has to talk about science.

But with the system in place, can it still be scientific?

"This meal!"

After showing the guests around the house, Wang Qing made a very sumptuous lunch under the watchful eyes of several of them, wondering if he was suffering from the sequelae of a good life.

"It's almost enough, brother Wei Ting, hurry up and eat, I know that my cooking should be delicious." Wang Qing said helplessly, interrupting what he still wanted to say with emotion.

These words are said by everyone who eats his cooking for the first time, but after listening to them for a long time, he gradually gets used to them, and he is not as happy as when he first heard these compliments.

Instead, he paid more attention to another thing. He especially liked watching them enjoy the food they made.

"But it's really delicious. Is there anything you can't do?" Song Qianqian said with regret again, maybe she should have done it earlier.

Chen Weiting didn't continue to praise, he stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth contentedly, and then said with a smile, "Xiao Qing, from what you said, it seems that many people have come to your house to eat."

"It's quite a lot." Wang Qing recalled seriously, "I have good friends in school, the seniors I met on the set, and you guys I met on the show. It's quite a lot."

Unknowingly, he has used the skill of cooking to make a lot of connections.

Everyone who has eaten the food he made has a more or less favorable impression of him, and looks forward to tasting it again next time, so he has maintained these relationships well.

For now, apart from the rich martial arts memory given to him by the passive skill Master of Arms, the most practical skill is probably this cooking skill.

The weapon master allowed him to master a lot of memories of swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and gunskills. These memories contain the methods of tempering the body so that he can improve his physical fitness better and faster, and improve the physical strength and energy on the attribute panel. these two values.

As for the skill of cooking, besides filming and cooking for himself, it is more to help him communicate in this circle.

Those who can have a place in this circle will not be simple people.

In this circle, almost everyone can chat with strangers, competitors, or enemies with a smile on their faces, no matter who they are.

But it's hard to say what he really thinks in his heart and whether he will make trouble when something happens.

Communication is easy in this circle, but in-depth communication is extremely difficult in this circle.

Or in other words, these things are the same in any circle outside the entertainment circle, but there are more actors in the entertainment circle, and each of them will pretend to be more than one when they really play, so it will be more difficult to distinguish who is a real friend.

The communication skills brought by cooking skills allowed Wang Qing to temporarily avoid some disputes.

In fact, Huang Lei is right, he is indeed suitable to be the owner of the late-night canteen, but not in the movie, but in reality, in his real life, to be the owner of the late-night canteen.

Especially when the culinary skills have reached the second level, they can integrate the emotions they want to express into the food. As long as it is a dining table, as long as it is cooked by him, the guests on the table can get along very harmoniously, even if they secretly communicate with each other. competitive relationship.

A lunch satisfied everyone, and in the afternoon, Wang Qing taught them a little kung fu.

The things passed down in his memory are not something that ordinary people can learn, nor are they what ordinary people should know, so those memories and knowledge will not be passed on to others for the time being without special circumstances.

Although Chen Weiting and the others did not believe that Wang Qing could dodge bullets, after seeing his teachings, they also really realized that the word kung fu is real.

Not all kung fu in Huaguo is deceptive, but because of the changes of the times, those who master the real kung fu are hidden and well managed, so only those fake masters can come out and dance.

I stayed with them until the evening, when Wang Qing was going to film, Chen Weiting and the three left.

When she arrived at the set, Zhou Qiuyu was still filming her part.

Although the relationship between them has become a bit awkward because of their previous contact, it does not hinder filming.

"Recognize, which of these photos is Wei Lai."

In the slightly dark room, Wang Qing stood quietly beside the director, observing Zhou Qiuyu's demeanor and movements from the perspective of a bystander.

Everyone has a different way of acting. When there is no camera on the set, he likes to sit next to the director and watch others act, and listen to the conversation between the director and the screenwriter.

How well the actors perform, whether the camera needs to be adjusted, whether the script needs to be revised, etc., during the shooting process, the director and screenwriters will talk about these.

Wang Qing felt that these should be helpful for his future development, so he would express his views and discuss with them from time to time, and they were also very willing to listen.

Sitting on a chair, Zhou Qiuyu, who was wearing a fake headgear, looked through the photos in his hand in a panic, "I can't see it."

"Why did you look at the one in the middle so quickly?" the actor playing the policewoman stared at Zhou Qiuyu coldly and asked.

"Because it's disgusting."

"It's disgusting, actually, you know that's Wei Lai." The policewoman was still talking, "Is it because you've seen the dead body, so you know what clothes she was wearing when she died?"

Her words and expression made Wang Qing frown.

Under the camera, Zhou Qiuyu stared seriously at the policewoman opposite, "So it's my fault for being bullied?"

"I sympathize with what happened to you, but if you can trust the adults more and report the crime, we will definitely help you." The policewoman's expression was a little indifferent.

"Who can help me?" Zhou Qiuyu asked, "Is it the person who recorded my video? The person who stood and watched the excitement? Or the person who asked why you were the only one picked and why others were fine?"

"You think that only you can help yourself, so you went to Wei Lai to get revenge on her." The policewoman said with a preconceived expression on her face.

She firmly believes in her own judgment, and only thinks her own thoughts are right.

"Director, I think."

Wang Qing, who had been watching the two of them play against each other, joined the conversation between the director and the screenwriter in a low voice, "Is this the original line? I think it's a bit too mean."

"I don't know if it's her performance or the script is just like this, but I think the image of this female police officer is a bit too mean and selfish, and it's not suitable to appear in this kind of scene."

Not to mention the inductive confession, the latter sentence is completely meant to draw a conclusion. A just policeman is persecuted in the face of a bullied child, making this image look like a villain.

(End of this chapter)