After Becoming a Little Sister

It's fine if it's normal, it doesn't matter if the father of the gold master knows--the situation of being qualified to be the father of the gold master these days is much bigger than ordinary people imagine, if it is really not possible, even the little milk dog and the little wolf dog can come together, one, three, five Two forty-six, share the beauty together.

But when a hurricane crossed the border, the patron's father was severely beaten by an iron fist...

Director Luo couldn't reach that floor, so naturally he didn't know what was going on, he only knew that the gossip that should have been suppressed could not be suppressed immediately after being told, the flow of small flowers changed into a flow of cesspit in seconds, and the whole show was ruined.

If it is a normal drama that is destroyed, then Director Luo will be like that as a tool man, but this drama is his own, and it has been planned for a long time. It was very difficult to shoot at random, and I tried my best to let the audience pay attention to the plot instead of just looking at Sima's face, but now I can't even get out of the plot.

——If it can be filmed, the film may still be able to survive, but if it is given up, then he, Director Luo, will be dead and fall into the pit.

Under this premise, he actually didn't have many choices. Sister Hua valued his script when she came to the door, but why is it just a timely help?

It can only be said that these days, there are still some people who are somewhat hypocritical—or the bottom line in the end...

Director Luo thought about it for a while, then wandered over to the scene manager by accident, asked for the script, took a look at it, and then wandered back: "I want to try."

"Is that agreed? Let's go—"

"No, I mean, I want to try acting, here."

"...How to try here?"

"I'll play the person in charge, group acting, I can do it." Luo missileed at the script, which was rolled up to the edges: "Although the crew of this Internet university looks like stragglers, but the work... Seriously."

Still serious?

Sister Hua's mouth twitched, but she didn't respond.

If you have wasted 20 or 30 years, doing nothing, and a little ancestor suddenly appeared and said that she voted for this project, and you squandered your talent and ingenuity without sacrificing the cost, then you may be more serious than them, Wolong The phoenix is ​​possessed, and the great wisdom is at this moment.

...Thinking about it carefully, isn't that how Director Luo was beaten to the ground by the patron's father?

She had no choice but to summon Aliya, who was in a state of adjustment: "Director Luo said he wanted to try acting."

"Try it? Yes!" Aliya's eyes lit up: "Let's go! Go now!"

"No, just try it here."

"...?"

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"Baye, don't worry too much about it. Although that young master has a deep background, he doesn't regard himself as a porcelain doll."

The little assistant led the way, leading Ba Ye and his party into the film and television studio: "And she's quite easy-going, approachable—"

"You think I'm easy to talk to?"

A cold voice came over, the words were correct, full of air, the kind that could be recorded in the later stage even on live radio.

The little assistant blinked, stopped talking, and subconsciously looked over.

There was filming over there, and a middle-aged man stood up sullenly: "I don't know if it's good to talk, but if you're sapo, I'm afraid you chose the wrong place."

"What's your name?" The girl raised her chin, as if looking down at the other party: "Name—position!"

"you--"

"Stop! Hands up!"

"Don't move!"

Accompanied by a loud bang, the door of the half-transparent office set was kicked open, and several soldiers in combat uniforms rushed in, pointing their guns at the girl in prison uniform.

"Get out." The girl tilted her head slightly, her tone was natural as if she was ordering her subordinates.

Several soldiers subconsciously stopped their movements and looked at the person in charge behind the table.

"Catch her!"

"I said - get out!" The girl scolded, then raised her eyes and looked at the person in charge, her voice was cold: "There are six floors underground in this base, if I remember correctly, at this time point, the third floor The laboratory has already begun to implement the Kuafu Project. If you are the person in charge here, there is no reason not to know about it. If you don’t know—then you should call your superior and ask someone with a high enough position to follow up with you. I'll talk."

Ba Ye nodded, his facial expression was very natural, not exaggerated and artificial, his lines were pronounced clearly, and most importantly, he had eyes.

Many people can't be on camera, and there is always a sense of alienation of "looking at the camera" when they are on camera, and this girl's performance is sufficiently immersive, which is already rare.

It's just that compared to yesterday's action scene, this segment of shooting where others can't see the specific emotions is a bit too bland, more like a transition.

A martial arts master beside Ba Ye said in a low voice: "That's her? I think this girl is ordinary—"

However, the next second, the girl moved...

She turned around, slid, twisted her waist, grabbed a soldier who was slowly approaching her with a gun pointed at her, and suddenly fell over her shoulder, and the latter fell to the ground with a bang.

The other two fighters didn't know whether it was a plot arrangement or an instinctive reaction. They almost subconsciously showed unexpected panic, then raised the guns in their hands and pointed them at the girl, as if they were about to pull the trigger.

The girl tilted her head, avoiding something in the physical performance, and stepped forward naturally. While the pressure was full, she raised her hand to hold the barrels of the two guns, squeezed hard, and the props shattered and flew away. A soldier didn't even have the time to react, so she held his neck with both hands and lifted it off the ground, then pressed it down hard.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

The two muffled sounds merged into one, and the girl maintained the posture of suppressing the two soldiers, and turned her head to look back: "Can I ask now? Name, position—or you can call your boss and ask him to come to see me— Use the second landline on your left, if the internal contact number goes up, it should be 016? Maybe it can be changed."

"You, what are you—" The person in charge looked at the eyes that were as cold as a beast, and unconsciously took half a step back, stumbled onto the seat and sat down staggeringly: "Who the hell are you?!"

The office chair made a "crash--" sound, and was pushed by the staggering body and slid back a bit, hitting the wall.

"Me?" The girl stood up and unscrewed the hanging handcuffs with her bare hands: "I come from ten years later, the rank of colonel, you can call me Colonel Yin, of course, I have another identity, you may not believe it, ten years The last me is the only finished product of the Kuafu project..."

She twirled the twisted metal handcuffs with her fingers and let go——

The rocker arm of the camera quickly slid down following the movement of the handcuffs falling, giving a macro close-up, and the jingle of metal falling to the ground was clearly recognizable.

Then—then the scene was silent...

The girl was the first to move. The first thing she did was to turn around and go back to help the group performers who had been thrown dizzily by her: "Stage manager! Stage manager, come here and take these brothers to rest. ——Brother, are you okay? I just pulled back, so there shouldn’t be any problem..."

The two actors grinned their teeth and were speechless for a long time, don't you know if you have something to look at their expressions?

The director only reacted at this time, and jumped up from behind the camera: "Okay! Very good! Passed!"

As he spoke, he went to shake hands with the group of fighters, patting his shoulders, praising and comforting him: "It's great! Your movements are well coordinated! I didn't expect to be able to take one shot to the end—add money ! Add red envelopes! I will give you double chicken legs for the next box lunch!"

So the lead of the action scene, the ordinary girl also raised her hand: "I want the director too!"

"Okay, good, all of them, double—the main character has three times the drumsticks!" The director said vigorously, "This one is over! It's perfect! Qian Bobo, let's go! Continue diving!"

"..."

Off the court, Ba Ye looked at his apprentice: "What did you say about her just now?"

The middle-aged man, who had never filmed any scenes before, blinked his eyes in a daze, "How did you film that scene just now?"

The fact that the director couldn't understand it, and the crew believed it was true, doesn't mean they, experts in the industry, couldn't understand it—but they really didn't understand it just now.

I didn't see Wia, and I didn't see someone dragging my feet with a rope behind me, and I didn't even borrow a camera.

Just raise your hand up like this, and then smash it down?Is this a fucking action scene?And that over-the-shoulder throw -- and that cracked prop

And that momentum!

"How did you film it?" Ba Ye was the first to calm down: "It was filmed like this. The director said to turn on the phone, then turned it on, and then finished filming."

Uncle Long also has a similar acting technique-the director said to turn on the machine, then dance, and then sent to the hospital, all in one go.

What is a real shot?This is called a real shot.

It's just that Uncle Long's real shot is an extreme action, and this young master's real shot... Eighth Master understood it, but he didn't dare to say it, and he didn't dare to ask.

Let's shoot, you can shoot anything, if you have to say it, it is that this person's movements are too fierce, all of them are killing skills without fancy, it is not suitable for filming.

You have to leave some leeway, you come and go, a little more movement, otherwise it will be ugly if it is all instant kills.

Ba Ye understood that this was probably his responsibility.

——Advise her to be careful when filming, normal masters are not so good...

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Director Luo stood up, in a trance, and the free gold medal ensemble who volunteered as a friendly cameo was praised by the audience.

"Okay! It's really amazing!"

"The action of stepping back and tripping when I was so scared just now is so natural!"

"Isn't this a group performance? This is something I have learned..."

Everyone was happy to finish filming a high-quality piece of female beating up a dedicated male actor while eagerly discussing it while going next door for a dive.

The fighting scenes are very good, and Qian Bobo's diving is also very good. Now it has evolved to the story of diving to avoid bullets, and there are also close-ups of diving.

Only Director Luo took a while to regain his composure, and looked at Sister Hua who came up to him with a wry smile: "This one really hasn't filmed before?"

"Probably not." Sister Hua shook her head: "At least there are no works in which she appears in the market, how do you feel?"

"...She is not suitable to play the queen." Director Luo shook his head.

"Why?" Sister Hua frowned: "Director Luo, I sincerely recommend her. I'm not joking. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to do this?"

Face is mutual, you give enough face to the other, and that little ancestor is even more reserved about his career, you have to play the trick of throwing money at others before you, Director Luo, are willing to be convinced?

"You misunderstood me, she has too much aura, but she doesn't look like a queen, but more like a general."

"General?"

"That's the kind—a female general of the Yang family who has achieved success in a hundred battles." Director Luo gestured with his hands: "The kind that just came off the battlefield with a murderous look, do you understand me?"

"This can be changed." Sister Hua was relieved when she heard that, "I thought you were going to say that she has no temperament."

She knew what this person's job was. She was a little fairy and an actor at the same time. She was already in the play, so it was impossible for her to have no acting skills.

"This..." Director Luo thought for a moment: "In my book, the queen grew up little by little from the moment she came to the throne. It should be fine for her to shoot the post-production directly, but the early-stage ones are very ignorant... oh... …My fault, my fault, in the final analysis, I was demanding too much.”

Originally, he didn't have any psychological expectations, as long as he could be better than that traffic floret, if it really didn't work, he could just find someone to put his head on and change his face.

He was filming a conspiracy drama, similar to the Ming Dynasty. Except for the heroine, the other characters were hired old drama bones, and they could stand up.

But seeing Aaliyah like that before, he got up hoping for no reason—the wind stopped, the rain stopped, he thought he had a rainbow again.

But after thinking about it, this rainbow is half drawn, only the second half does not have the first half, and it is inexplicably sad...

How else can I say that this human nature is complicated, if you give it some sunshine, it will be brilliant, eating what is in the bowl and thinking about what is in the pot.

Director Luo finally sighed and said, "You can give it a try. It's just that you didn't do well in the early stage, and it's a pity that the acting aura exploded in the later stage... And in terms of public opinion..."