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Chapter 166 You Don't Know About Your Man 1

Chapter 166 You Know Nothing About Your Man

Ji Yun knows that Wan Qian's current lack of acting skills is not because of her acting skills, but because of the gap in vision between her and mature actors.

Drama is contemporary, and unlike film art, they are far away from life.

Although the drama is closer to the characters when it is presented, it is difficult for the audience to identify with the characters and stories in it.

Many movies will put the perspective on a small character, because such a role will give the audience more sense of substitution.

But drama is different. It presents a complete story that is divorced from public life.

The audience can also get a glimpse of the evaluation of movies and dramas.

Watch movies, enjoy plays.

And stage performance is more like laying the foundation, allowing you to master the modules of each way of expression.

Just like learning to sketch, you have to start by drawing triangular cones, cuboids and spheres.

When drawing figures and landscapes in the future, I will dissect the depicted objects into what I have learned before.

Actors, on the other hand, start directly from drawing characters, skipping these basic steps.So not only understanding is needed, but vision and talent are also needed.

She has now polished techniques such as drawing cuboids quite accurately, but she still lacks some flexibility when playing characters.

In "Hello!It can be seen from the performance in "Madman", she performed quite well in the last period, showing every personality in her body.

The shape is similar, and it also has some charm.

But it wasn't to the point where the audience affirmed her, as if she was separated by a layer of window paper.

Although the performance was good, it was always so short of breath.

Because she imitated these actors with different personalities, not these characters.

She doesn't understand what kind of characteristics a taxi driver should have, and she doesn't know what kind of past a dancer has experienced. Without these senses of substitution, of course, there is a lack of a gradual change in the performance that can impress the audience.

Chen Guofu dragged her into the studio to save Ji Yun's face.

But Ji Yun thought more.

His studio is currently sparsely populated. If he produces his own book and shoots, then the best candidate for the heroine is Wan Qian.

Letting her watch the performances of these film stars is also a way to broaden her horizons.

After hearing Ji Yun's explanation, Wan Qian sighed and began to think.

Ji Yun is very relieved that she is getting closer and closer to the position of heroine.

On the set, Zhang Hanyu nodded as expected, without showing a trace of embarrassment.

"Start up when you're ready."

Zhang Hanyu lay on his back, his face twisted continuously, looking for the state just now.

"3, 2, 1, ACTION!"

"This bottle of tonifying kidney water!" Wu Gang stabbed out with the steel needle without any hesitation.

"Ah--"

Zhang Hanyu's expression no longer trembled, but his whole body seemed to be exhausted, and his eyes gradually became hollow.

He kept panting heavily, as if the air couldn't flow into his lungs smoothly if he didn't work so hard.

"Where's the old gun?"

Wang Zhiwen lowered his voice and whispered softly in Zhang Hanyu's ear.

As if Zhang Hanyu's will has become a candle in the wind, if his tone is a little more violent, his vitality will be blown out.

"It's right here."

"Humph!"

Wang Zhiwen stood up abruptly, he was finally free from his anger, who had always been indifferent.

He looked at Wu Gang without saying a word.

Prick with a long needle.

"what--"

Another steel needle, Zhang Hanyu has turned into a hedgehog.

Wan Qian held her breath, her thoughts were like a piece of toothpaste, every time Zhang Hanyu showed a painful way, she couldn't think of more ways.

How will he behave after this injection.

"Ah--"

Zhang Hanyu struggled to stand up, the pain had already broken his nerves.

After endless pain, the anger in his heart welled up.

His eyes were wide open, and he looked at Wu Gang who was giving the needle fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

The end of pain is anger.

Sure enough, he found the next act.

It's time to end it.

Wan Qian took a deep breath, looked up at Ji Yun with a questioning expression on her face.

"I can think of three other ways of showing it."

Wan Qian's jaw dropped in shock, looking at Ji Yun who was with him day and night, she never thought that she was so far away from him.

When they were in Xiuchundao, they were not even close to each other, and Ji Yun was slightly stronger with the plasticity of the role.

But in just half a year, Ji Yun has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Her self-confidence has never been under such strong criticism. Her background as a top student and performances on the world stage have given her confidence in her acting skills.

In the troupe, her performance was also highly appreciated by Mr. Li.

But he said three?

Her expression was a bit bitter, and she couldn't think of a single one.

Every time Zhang Hanyu finishes acting, she thinks this is the limit.

But Zhang Hanyu has already shown 10 kinds of pain.

Even if he digs inward, the anger just now has come to an end.

"Go inward to the end, then combine the inside and the outside."

Wan Qian turned around blankly and looked at the set.

Feeling the cold touch on his body, Zhang Hanyu seemed indifferent.

His eyes had lost focus, and his whole body began to twitch unconsciously.

It was as if his brain had blocked the control of his body, and half of his foot had stepped into the gate of hell.

Wu Gang hesitated for a while, then set his sights on Wang Zhiwen.

If it continues like this, he will really die.

Wang Zhiwen nodded silently, expressionless.

Wu Gang could no longer find the place to place the needles, and the acupuncture points that could stimulate Zhang Hanyu's pain had been covered with steel needles.

Slowly remove the hair on the top of the head, leaving Baihui acupoint for acupuncture.

Wang Zhiwen's expression also became tense, watching Wu Gang's movements carefully.

No. 12 kinds!

"Ah--"

Zhang Hanyu took a deep breath, turned around and passed the electric shock, and was pulled back alive from the gate of hell by this needle.

Twitching and trembling, his body lost strength, and his eyes seemed to be dripping out of their sockets.

"Good! Card!"

Chen Guofu and Gao Qunshu stood up simultaneously and applauded the performance of the three of them.

The entire crew was driven by the two, and there was thunderous applause in an instant.

Everyone exhaled foul breath in unison, everyone seemed to be under punishment, steel needles pierced into their skin one by one.

Zhang Hanyu sat up, wiping the sweat off his head feebly.

Although tired, there was still a smile on his face that he couldn't hide.

Eye-opener!

Wan Qian tugged at the corner of Ji Yun's clothes, and said with insatiable desire: "You still have another way."

Ji Yun shook his head and chuckled lightly, "I've passed out."

Wan Qian was taken aback, but she forgot about it. Zhang Hanyu's resistance in every scene just now made her forget the easiest way.

"The next scene is up to you."

After seeing everyone's performance just now, she was a little worried about Ji Yun's next situation.

Ji Yun pressed her wrist, "You don't know anything about your man."

(End of this chapter)

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