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Chapter 445

Zhong Liang's voice was unhurried, telling the story in an extremely concise way.

But the poignancy, the maddening choices, don't feel like he's speaking his lines.

If someone stood up and said at this time, what lines did he say?
Everyone at the scene will definitely look at him with extremely friendly eyes and say:
"That's not a line.

That was Zhong Liang's personal feeling.

The most authentic experience.

The most authentic experience ever lived. "

At this moment, everyone empathizes and is personally on the scene.

"Okay, that's it!"

This part is over.

Feng Xiaogang has already finished shouting.

But everyone at the scene didn't respond, as if they didn't hear, turned a deaf ear.

Feng Xiaogang glanced from left to right from his perspective.

Everyone's faces were stained with tears, and a few women even hugged each other and cried.

The atmosphere at the scene became very heavy.

A sudden force came, and Feng Xiaogang looked down.

At some point, my wife's hand was about to pinch my thigh purple.

Feng Xiaogang endured the pain without any blame or emotion.

He stretched out his hand and slowly touched Xu Fan's, and she trembled slightly.

Then, the fingers of the two were tightly clasped together.

It took a long time, Feng Xiaogang didn't know how long it had passed, maybe it was because Zhang Jingchu's crying became louder and louder, all the staff and extra performers at the scene woke up from the sad atmosphere.

"it is good!!!!"

I don't know who took the lead in shouting.

Everyone stood up and applauded.

There were applause one after another.

"Just this acting, really amazing."

"Oh my god, I was crying so hard after just such a short segment. There will be more touching segments later on. How can I hold back my tears."

"No, no one knows acting better than Zhong Liang."

"Isn't this throwing away those little fresh meats by several blocks?"

"It's only a few blocks away? You think highly of Xiao Xianrou too much. Those people who get high salaries but have to act as doubles are not worthy of entering the entertainment circle."

"With Zhong Liang, the entertainment industry is lucky. Only Zhong Liang, the entertainment industry is unfortunate!"

"..."

Taking advantage of this state, Feng Xiaogang hurriedly asked his wife to comfort Zhang Jingchu, and took another picture later.

Filming requires a certain atmosphere. Once everyone is in the mood, the filming will be as smooth as possible.

Feng Xiaogang got up from behind the camera and walked straight to Zhong Liang.

When he arrived in front of Zhong Liang, Feng Xiaogang stretched out his hands and grasped Zhong Liang's right hand:

"Mr. Zhong, you have worked hard! How about we rest for a while before continuing?"

As he spoke, he glanced around.

Zhong Liang followed suit.

It doesn't matter if you don't watch it, but after seeing it, well, I'm crying like crazy.

Then we really need to rest for a while, otherwise everyone will be in a sad mood, and it will be really difficult to shoot next.

Don't say that the atmosphere is good at this time, but it doesn't work too much.

Zhong Liang smiled indifferently: "It's just a play, what's the hard work, it's simple, and everyone has worked hard."

As he said, he turned his head and glanced at his partner's fat supporting role.

"I didn't see it, you're doing okay."

The fat man was stunned when he heard the words, and when he looked at Feng Xiaogang and Director Feng, his eyes changed.

Become gentle, and smiled at him.

It seemed to say, Fatty, you met a nobleman today.

The fat man cried out with joy on the spot.

Almost fell to his knees.

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Zhong."

He knew that this was not only an affirmation from Zhong Liang, but also telling Feng Xiaogang in a subtle way that he, a fat man, had good acting skills.

It is equal to this sentence, so that his life will undergo earth-shaking changes from now on.

It's hard to say about other directors and other crews, at least with Feng Xiaogang's director, Fatty will have a lot of roles in the future.

This is just a matter of Zhong Liang's words, but to him, it is equivalent to golden words.

The other group performers immediately cast envious glances.

This fat man is about to develop.

After Fatty returned to the group show, the names for him changed.

No one calls him Fatty anymore, but Fat Brother, Fat Daddy...

"Mr. Zhong, where did you learn your acting skills from?" Feng Xiaogang asked curiously: "I remember that you debuted as a singer-songwriter, during which time you did not shoot anything other than MVs and commercials. Your... this acting skills Can it grow by itself or what? I'm very curious."

Xu Fan had already persuaded Zhang Jingchu, and the two of them also looked at Feng Xiaogang curiously when they heard what Feng Xiaogang said.

For actors, it is common to exchange acting skills with each other.

Acting has some skills, as do other industries.

But these skills often take a long time to figure out, and most people are definitely unwilling to disclose them.

They thought that Zhong Liang must have mastered some acting skills, so they had to study hard to improve their acting skills to the level of Zhong Liang.

There is no need to exceed it, it is enough to reach his seventh or eighth achievement.

"Have you read a book?"

Zhong Liang didn't answer, but asked a question instead.

Feng Xiaogang: "What book?"

""Actor's Self-cultivation""

Feng Xiaogang frowned, and he turned to look at Xu Fan and Zhang Jingchu.

The two beauties shook their heads slowly, expressing that they hadn't heard of it.

Feng Xiaogang looked at Zhong Liang again, "No, I haven't read this book, and I don't have the impression that there are no such books on acting. Mr. Zhong learned his acting skills from that book?"

Zhong Liang couldn't answer because it was rewarded by the system.

If this thing is said, it is estimated that his identity as a time traveler cannot be concealed.

Zhong Liang could only answer: "Yes, not all. Most of my acting skills are learned from that book, you can read it when you have time."

While Zhong Liang was speaking, Feng Xiaogang also thought about it.

He didn't remember this book in a daze: "Dare to ask Mr. Zhong, who wrote it?"

Zhong Liang was also surprised: "No?"

Feng Xiaogang shook his head: "No."

Xu Fan and Zhang Jingchu also shook their heads: "No."

Then...how about I copy this book?
When other people travel through time, they all copy martial arts novels, or else they are the Four Great Classics, Three Heroes and Five Righteousness.

Or it could be the famous online literature like Ghost Blowing Deng, Zhong Liang thought about it, it seems that no one has copied literary classics so far.

Or... I'll be the first to eat crabs?

Zhong Liang said: "It wasn't there before, but it will be in the future. I'll write a new one, and you can read it later."

"Really?"

"Okay, okay. This is good."

"Mr. Zhong, can you show us first?"

The three of them were very enthusiastic. After all, Zhong Liang's acting skills are amazing. If he really learned it from this book, then as long as he has this book, their acting skills can also reach Zhong Liang's level.

When Zhong Liang saw them like this, he couldn't do it.

The actor's self-cultivation is not that impressive, Zhong Liang just found an excuse.

Now it seems that this excuse is not well thought out, maybe it will smash my own foot in the future.

Zhong Liang hurriedly remedied: "This... you three, don't be too happy, it doesn't mean that with this book, your acting skills will be like mine... Well, in fact, my acting skills are not so good, mainly because you are too fond of it. Me. In a word, don’t have too much hope for this book, the book is second, and the key is people.”

Feng Xiaogang grinned, showing his big yellow teeth: "Mr. Zhong, we all understand this truth. The nine sons of a dragon are all different, and the skills taught by the same master also have their own strengths. We are all adults, and we will not give up hope. Mr. Zhong can rest assured that it is completely pinned on a book."

Xu Fan: "That is, anyone who expects a book to improve his acting skills is pure nonsense. We just want to read this amazing book."

Zhang Jingchu: "Yes, I'm just curious too."

Well, if you think about it this way, as a teacher... well, I feel relieved.

"Then let's film for now, and we'll talk about the book later."

After Zhong Liang said that, they parted ways.

Everyone prepares for the next play.

At this moment, Zhong Liang's mind started to spin.

When he first traveled here, the novels in this parallel world didn't develop very well.

It's just that he didn't choose to write novels, but chose to compose and sing.

The main reason is that he can't remember the content of so many novels.

He really admired those traversers, who could write down the entire novel with millions of words verbatim by relying on memory.

As for those who say that they wrote it based on the plot, and it can still be a mess, that's pure nonsense.

Without that kind of writing power, no matter how exquisite the plot design is, it will not be able to write the inner taste.

As for singing, at least he still has some foundation.

That's why I didn't choose to copy the novel.

It is different now, he has a system, and there is a search function in the system, which can search all things in the previous life, which is no different from copying and pasting.

I had no idea about this before, I just thought I could make a living singing.

Now that this crop is mentioned, and the literature and entertainment in this world are so scarce.

Zhong Liang thought, anyway, he is building his own entertainment empire now, so it is absolutely impossible for him not to be involved in this aspect of the novel.

It doesn't even have novels, and it's called a bullshit entertainment empire.

Zhong Liang planned to copy a few copies and put them on the Internet when he was free to see how the response was.

On the other side, just as Feng Xiao had finished directing the crew and was preparing for the next scene, he took out his mobile phone and started typing, apparently chatting with someone.

Sometimes he was grinning, and sometimes he looked proud.

Xu Fan was furious watching it. The crew is filming, this guy knows how to play with his mobile phone.

She grabbed Feng Xiaogang's ear and turned it three times: "You're blatantly chatting with a vixen, aren't you timid?"

Feng Xiaogang hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't, don't, don't twist it, if you twist it again, it will break. I haven't chatted with vixens, and it's not time to chat with them... No, there are no vixens at all. I'm talking to Lao Zhang and the others. Chat, in the WeChat group."

"Old Zhang? Zhang Yimou? Xu Ke, Li An?"

"That's right, it's just the three of them, oh, and Yu Wai, it's always easy to forget him, this guy is too insignificant."

"what's the topic?"

"Of course it's Mr. Liao Zhong. Mr. Zhong's acting skills just now were amazing. It's a pity that none of them saw it. I shouldn't tell them about it and make them envious."

Xu Fan smiled and scolded him for being old and unruly, like a child, which is nothing to show off.

(End of this chapter)