villain king

Chapter 165 Is this the world of the strong?
Wan Qian is still very confident in her performance.

People say that movies are the art of directors, and drama is the art of actors.

The drama is very honing one's acting skills, let alone someone like her who has experience in drama performance abroad.

When she was in Xiuchundao, she sighed at the acting skills of teacher Jin Shijie, but among her peers, her performance can be regarded as remarkable.

Hu Ge, who debuted at the same time as her, is completely different from her.

But when it came to the Fengsheng crew, she was a little dumbfounded.

Zhang Hanyu was lying on the torture rack, dripping with sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

His lips were chapped, and he had lost a trace of strength, but the persistence in his eyes still firmly occupied the center of the lens.

This sense of contrast between inside and outside really taught her a lesson.

If Zhang Hanyu's performance made her feel amazing, then Wang Zhiwen's acting skills are like a walking textbook.

"There were several people smoking in the whole building."

Wang Zhiwen paced slowly, and his lines and gait blended together, which seemed extremely harmonious.

"Only if you draw three forts, you still want to rely on it."

Every sentence of his seems to be full of meaning, making people think deeply about the meaning hidden in his paintings.

"Read it as a colleague, and I will give you another chance."

Wan Qian held her breath, her emotions were also affected by their performance, and she involuntarily held Ji Yun's hand.

"That girl framed me, I don't know Morse code, you are blind, you can't tell right from wrong."

Zhang Hanyu was born as a voice actor, so naturally there was nothing wrong with his lines, but Wang Zhiwen was even better.

His performance is completely different from Jin Shijie.

On Jin Shijie, she seemed to feel a flood storage dam, every line, every expression was progressively progressive, until it reached the highest peak, and the flood slanted down, giving people a strong sense of impact.

But Wang Zhiwen is like a calm lake, his lines are very steady, but you always feel that there are countless undercurrents under the calm lake.

Looking up at the high mountain, she watched Wang Zhiwen's performance, and an unattainable thought faintly rose in her heart.

Looking back at Ji Yun, she couldn't help thinking secretly, does her husband play with such a person every day?
Won't it be abused?

"Good! Card!"

Chen Guofu yelled, he was very worried about these old actors.

"Let's go another way."

Zhang Hanyu seemed a little unsatisfied, and suggested.

Can I change it?
Wan Qian's scalp was a little numb. She couldn't find any flaws in the performance just now. Even if she hadn't watched the previous episodes, she could still analyze the roles played by the two of them.

"Okay, let's have another one."

Not surprised, Chen Guofu sat down again and handed over the stage to the two.

This scene has happened countless times, and Chen Guofu and Gao Qunshu are very satisfied with many shots, but the actor still insists on doing another one.

The fragments of the wind story are very fragmented, and scenes of torture and dialogue are often interspersed and edited together.

On the one hand, it is to allow the audience to take a breath when watching the movie, so as not to keep their emotions depressed; on the other hand, it is to put in more editing points to make the actors more relaxed.

But when it came time to shoot, these complete scenes were turned into long shots by everyone.

These people are addicted to drama.

In the scene of the confrontation, several actors had their own ideas, and they repeated it countless times, and the effect was better each time.

A record was set that day, and more than 2 feet of negatives were used in one day.

What is this concept?
You know, a film of [-] feet is [-] minutes, and the consumption of this day is equivalent to the total length of an ordinary film negative.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Shaking the generator, Zhang Hanyu, who was tied to the torture rack, let out a miserable scream.

The actor with the low back pain motor grinned, and even doubted whether it was really powered on.

"put it down."

Zhang Hanyu was driven to another set of torture instruments.

The sweet Wan Qian breathed a sigh of relief during this time of panting, she leaned close to Ji Yun, and said in a low voice, "Their performance should be a special case for the crew."

Ji Yun smiled, "You don't know anything about the crew of this crew."

Chen Guofu waved lightly, and Wu Gang walked into the house carrying the box and hunched over.

"Relax."

With a smile on his face, he showed a flattering smile to Wang Zhiwen.

Although she was smiling, the stiff expression on her face still made Wan Qian's heart skip a beat. He perfectly interpreted the image of a smiling tiger with just one encounter.

He slowly opened the box, revealing the steel needles inside.

"You know Liu Ye's tricks, so it's too late for you to say it now."

Wu Gang's smile became even more perverted, as if his set of torture instruments was a treasure. He took out a steel needle and held up the medicine bottle, as if offering a treasure, "We are all on our own. In the past, we were often taken care of by you." , you will have a sense of proportion.”

"It's easy."

As if coaxing a child who was unwilling to get an injection, he tried to soften his tone as much as possible.

"Take a breath, relax, captain."

The steel needle picked up a bit and pierced Zhang Hanyu's sole.

"Uh!"

The pain seemed to have destroyed his language nerves and drained every ounce of strength from his body.

He couldn't cry anymore, he could only inhale with a mournful howl.

Wan Qian grasped Ji Yun's arm tightly, as if the needle pierced herself.

She clearly saw that the needle did not penetrate into the flesh, but Zhang Hanyu's pain did not seem fake at all.

Zhang Hanyu's eyes were already blood red, and his out-of-focus gaze was staring at the ceiling, his mouth grew so wide that he couldn't make a sound.

"Kidney tonic water, this bottle!"

Wu Gang didn't stop what he was doing, and took out another steel needle, carefully dipped it in a layer of liquid medicine, and measured it on Zhang Hanyu's waist.

"Say, where is the old gunman?"

The drama of the three actors at the level of actor is dizzying and hearty.

The steel needle stabbed slowly, and the expressions of the three of them changed synchronously.

Wu Gang smiled, Wang Zhiwen frowned, and Zhang Hanyu sobbed.

"Card!"

The performance was reaching its climax, and Chen Guofu immediately stopped it.

All the staff raised their heads, waiting for Chen Guofu to speak.

In their opinion, there was nothing wrong with the performance of the three of them.

Chen Guofu stood up and clicked his tongue, "When Zhang Hanyu is given the second injection, you will feel pain again."

"It's unlikely."

Wan Qian showed a look of disbelief. The actors' performances were performed step by step, just like lining up from short to tall.

The pain performance in the scene just now must have gradually increased, but in her opinion, Zhang Hanyu's performance has been perfect.

She racked her brains and couldn't think of any performance that could have a stronger impact than the interpretation just now.

Ji Yun clung to her ear and explained softly: "If you haven't climbed outward, then look inward for a breakthrough."

Wan Qian looked up at Ji Yun, and then at the three of them in Biaoxi.

Can't help sighing: "Is this the world of the strong?"

(End of this chapter)