villain king

Chapter 107 That's the end!
This method of gossip is actually a common tactic, and it is not uncommon for people in the circle to make gossip for publicity.

Once a film crew is established, all kinds of gods and ghosts will appear one after another.

In romance films, rumors about the hero and heroine gossip, and in ghost films, it is rumored that the set is haunted. This method has been tried and tested.

It stands to reason that the audience should have been numb, but on the anonymous platform, public opinion became lively after a little fanning the flames.

The words of the media are spread twice, and it becomes a fact that can no longer be true.

"The grandson of my third aunt and second uncle's neighbor is the crew. He saw the two sneaking around on the set with his own eyes."

After all, ordinary people always have a kind of curiosity about anecdotes and scandals.

Wan Qian's mood is not very good, of course it's not because of the unwarranted gossip pressure.

Today Ning Hao cursed again.

Although she was scolding the young actor who played Yan Yanbin, she couldn't tell that she was picking on her own faults around the corner.

Originally, this role was just a doormat. If Ning Hao suffers such a loss, her performance will be even worse.

Ning Hao said helplessly to take a break, and disappeared into the crowd in a flash.

"Yunzi, let me tell you something."

Ning Hao dragged Yu Min to play.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Seeing Ning Hao's faltering, Ji Yun said with a light smile.

"Wan Qian's acting is wrong." Ning Hao waved his hands, "It's not bad, it's wrong."

Ji Yun frowned, "Be more careful."

"How should I put it, it's just that kind of energy. It feels a bit wrong. It seems to be holding it. The direction of acting is correct, but it looks awkward and doesn't fall to the ground."

"Theatrical accent, right?"

"Yes! Speaking lines is like giving a speech. The emotions are too open, but it is a little unreal."

Ning Hao smashed his mouth, and sighed secretly that he is not good at being a director.

Originally, he was here to repay favors, and he also met the proprietress who was electrocuted for the first time. He couldn't say anything, and he couldn't scold him. After a long time of beating around the bush, he finally opened his mouth and let Ji Yun go to give advice.

Yu Min added: "This is actually normal. Those who came from drama schools and became famous in stage plays are like this. At that time, Ma Yuhe was also like that. He was obsessed with dramas, and he was caught blind when he was acting in TV dramas. And Brother Hu, I heard that actors It was also the same style in Xianjian.

Needless to say, they know everything, but they can’t get it back. What the audience wants to see is 30.00%, and what they show is [-]% effect. "

"Okay, then I'll talk to her."

Ning Hao nodded quickly, "Okay, Yu Min said you are familiar with this matter."

Ji Yun sighed, turned and left.

Wan Qian and Zhang Yuqi were sitting around having lunch.

Zhang Yuqi had a big heart, and she took care of the food in front of her when she got to the dinner table, and she didn't notice that Wan Qian was absent-minded.

Wan Qian was eating lunch, but her eyes were dull for a while, and her upper and lower jaws chewed mechanically, obviously thinking about it.

"What's the matter, the food is not to your taste?"

Ji Yun sat down next to her, and ate the shredded fish-flavored pork on her chopsticks.

"Isn't this pretty good? It's full of color and fragrance."

"Ah!" Wan Qian jumped up like a frightened rabbit.

She glanced at him timidly, and then at Zhang Yuqi, whose mouth was full.

Still holding the lunch box in his hand, he blushed and said, "Why are you so close!"

"What are you talking about? Have you forgotten the promise you made last night?" Ji Yun complained.

"Go and go, it's just for marketing, don't be so ambiguous."

Wan Qian repeatedly explained to Zhang Yuqi.

Zhang Yuqi nodded ambiguously, her eyes narrowed to show that I understand.

The head was buried again, but the ears were raised.

Seeing her like that, Wan Qian immediately felt both angry and funny.

Wipe the chopsticks with a paper towel, and said to Ji Yun with disdain: "Your saliva is all over it!"

"What's the matter, have you been a little depressed recently?"

Wan Qian was suddenly discouraged, and sat down again, holding the chopsticks with one hand on her chin, "Do you think I am not suitable for acting in movies?"

"Who said that? If you are not suitable, no one is suitable." Ji Yun said seriously with a straight face.

Seeing what he said was true, Wan Qian smiled, feeling a little sweet in her heart.

"Ah!" She sighed, unconsciously scratching the chopsticks in the meal.

"Director Ning Hao is not satisfied with me."

Ji Yun smiled, "He is so sour, no one is satisfied."

"Stop comforting me! I know I'm not good at acting!" Wan Qian said angrily, her face puffed up.

"It's your first time making a movie. If you don't have any experience, it's not normal to act wrong. Who knows how to act from birth."

Ji Yun patted her hand, comfortingly said: "People say that movies are the art of directors, TV dramas are the art of screenwriters, and dramas are the art of actors. You are well-known in the circle of dramas, and there must be nothing wrong with your acting skills. There are just a few details that need fine-tuning."

"What details?"

These words pierced Wan Qian's heart like a life-saving straw.She had no time to estimate Ji Yun's small movements, so she asked quickly.

"The drama is far away from the actors, and the movie is relatively close to the actors. Of course, this is not the distance of physical distance, but the difference in perception given to the audience."

Wan Qian nodded, looking thoughtful.

Ji Yun continued: "Do you remember the last time we went to listen to cross talk?"

"What? Crosstalk?"

Zhang Yuqi jumped out suddenly, "Have you two gone out alone to listen to cross talk before?"

Thinking in her mind, she was startled, cross talk is usually performed at night!

"Come on! I know a big woo woo woo!"

Wan Qian quickly came up and covered her mouth, "Why are you shouting?"

She blushed and explained: "The two of us just listened to the cross talk normally, it's not what you think!"

Zhang Yuqi pushed her hand away, "Lonely men and widows don't come home in the middle of the night and go out to listen to cross talk, isn't this a beast?"

"That's not the point! Besides, nothing happened to us, so we went back to our respective homes after watching."

"Isn't this worse than a beast?"

"Cough cough!" Ji Yun coughed, "Listen as long as you can, but if you can't, I can unilaterally sentence you to die."

"I can hear you!" Zhang Yuqi repeatedly begged for mercy.

"It's not as good as a beast." He whispered
Ji Yunquan pretended not to hear, and continued: "Movies are similar to cross talk performances. You can't let people see that deliberate feeling. Just how you chat in daily life, and how you act in front of the camera."

"I see."

Wan Qian suddenly understood and nodded immediately.

"Can I add something?" Zhang Yuqi timidly raised her hand, now she was afraid that the following scenes would be finished without success.

"Tell me." Wan Qian said angrily.

"Have you really gone to listen to cross talk?"

"Yes!" Wan Qian sighed.

"That's the end!" Zhang Yuqi exclaimed.

Wan Qian was in a good mood, and showed a teasing expression to Ji Yun, "Who says it's not."

(End of this chapter)