Perfect Two

...an ostrich mentality. "

"That's right. So at this stage, you shouldn't have such a high emotional peak. Otherwise, the doctor will stimulate you unintentionally, and your emotions will not be able to continue to go up."

Cheng Xirong added: "It's like soaring a high note, you're on the top as soon as you come up, what do you do when you climax?"

Taozi suddenly realized, and was eager to pull Cheng Xirong to confront him again.This girl's savvy is really high, and she is very good at quickly adjusting her state.In other words, she and He Yiming are the same kind of people, they are quick to get into the drama, and they are also fast to get out of the drama, relying on talent and feeling, not method actors.

It's so similar to my old self!I hope she will always have good luck and not be hurt by others.

Su Minglin clapped his hands and shouted: "Here we come! We don't need to engage in those opening ceremonies, and it's not suitable for a hospital. Try some soy milk, good luck! What's our goal!?"

"Newcomer Award!"

"bonus!"

"Trophy!"

The young people were full of passion and vitality. They formed a circle and yelled, holding hot soybean milk in their hands.Su Minglin turned around and called Cheng Xirong: "Come together!"

Cheng Xirong shook his head amusedly: "You are in charge of vitality, and I am in charge of rewarding you."

Su Minglin squinted his sesame eyes, and said seriously, "It's a deal!"

The progress of the first day of filming was relatively slow, mainly because the actors were all students, and their skills were shallow, and it took time to get in touch with each other.Cheng Xirong hasn't acted with a newcomer for a long time. He has to control his own scenes, use his emotions to mobilize the other party's, and also throw out the same amount of emotional value. It is very hard to shoot.

He lacks patience, spending time with the newcomer will inevitably become impatient.In the past, when leading newcomers, most of them were qualified to join the group. To be able to get a third or fourth rank, the most basic skills were there.He is really inexperienced for a student like this who is almost blank.

The morning play was pretty smooth, but in the afternoon, the play with Cheng Xirong was prone to problems.He couldn't stop his play, and after throwing it out, the other party couldn't catch it, so Su Minglin wanted to stop it.The further he went, the more difficult it was for him to find his previous acting state.The student was completely suppressed in front of him, and his already weak aura became even more depressed.Cheng Xirong will steal the scene unconsciously, and no matter what the scene is, he will become the protagonist of the camera.

After wasting a lot of film, Su Minglin asked everyone to rest for a while, and went to chat with Cheng Xirong himself.Nana, who made a few mistakes just now, was relieved, and hid with a pale face, went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup.Cheng Zi followed, putting her shoulders to comfort her.

The atmosphere in the ward was very dull. Several young people looked at Cheng Xirong with increasingly sad eyes.

Su Minglin and Cheng Xirong watched the video just now, and then fell silent.It's a chat, but it's actually hard to say anything.In the few sets of scenes that were called to stop just now, it was the other actors who made mistakes.Cheng Xirong's performance was almost perfect, and there was no fault at all.

Cheng Xirong spoke first, pointing to the director's monitor: "Here, Nana can completely deepen her body movements, and the image of the head nurse will be very different."

47

Su Minglin replayed that passage in reverse, watched it many times, and asked Nana to come back.As a result, Cheng Zi came in first, with a troubled expression on his face: "Is it time to start now? Nana is still a little, uh, not slowing down."

Cheng Xirong frowned: "What's the delay?"

Chengzi smiled wryly: "She is crying. The pressure is too great, I don't know how to act."

On the first day of filming, her second set of shots actually started to talk about stress! ?How fragile are children these days?

"Why are you crying? I can't act well. Cry twice and exchange a few words of comfort to cover up the fact that she can't act!? The problem is solved?"

No one thought that Cheng Xirong's words would be so serious, and they all looked surprised, only belatedly showing disgust.Cheng Zi faced him, choked for a moment, opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

Su Minglin patted him on the shoulder, speaking to him, but looked at several other people: "Xiao Pan, don't be too anxious. We are all newcomers, and it is inevitable that there will be mistakes. Just try a few more times."

Cheng Xirong pursed his lips, and his face became more serious against the background of his white coat: "A newcomer is not an excuse. I have no foundation and ability, so why don't you work hard and be serious? Do you think this attitude will make you stand out?"

An elementary school boy who helped with chores choked: "Isn't this the crew that hasn't joined yet?"

Su Minglin scolded him: "Don't talk nonsense! Have you signed the contract? Those present, who hasn't signed it?"

The junior pouted, but still muttered unconvinced: "But it can't compare with the crew! There are only a few of us, and the department can't get it all together."

Cheng Xirong's eyes were even colder, and he glanced over, but did not speak.

Su Minglin glanced at him in embarrassment, and corrected with a dry cough: "That's not very authentic. Did you ask your wishes when signing the contract? I said at the time that I fully respect your ideas and you can make requests. You can also quit directly like Yiming. After two people left, you are left."

The faces of several people are not very good-looking.

Su Minglin continued: "This is your own choice. When you signed the contract, you also knew how large the crew is, and you all know the situation. No one is forcing you."

Chengzi exhaled slowly: "That's not what we meant. We didn't think anything of our crew... It's just Pan Nanxing. Playing with him is indeed, um, a bit stressful. His scenes are too fast and have great ups and downs. I find it difficult. "

Cheng Xirong raised his eyebrows, unable to speak.Su Minglin snatched it up first, and asked with a smile: "Then you can blame Xiao Pan for his acting skills? That's why I told you, take advantage of this opportunity, when you can play with Xiao Pan, you should study hard and think about it. You regret it!"

Cheng Zi followed suit: "Don't talk about anything else, I feel that I can keep up with Pan Nanxing's rhythm, and it's worth making this short film. Those bonuses are simply incomparable!"

As she spoke, she winked at the others.Cheng Xirong saw it all, and loved this little girl even more.He likes clever and clever people, and he must know how to move forward and backward.Attitude is very important, otherwise, no matter how good the talent is, it will be wasted.Once inspiration and talent are eaten up, there is no possibility of progress.

This is also the reason why he rejected He Yiming.That lad's performance is eye-catching, but that's about it.He has a self-willed and arrogant personality, too self-centered, and has pitifully little feedback to the outside world.Such a person is difficult to train, even if a good mentor is willing to guide him, he may not be able to make progress.

The starting point of this orange is similar to that of He Yiming, but it is a different way.Cheng Xirong wanted to recruit her, so he paid more attention to her.

Su Minglin ordered coffee and asked everyone to rest for a while.Cheng Zi sat down on the hospital bed opposite Cheng Xirong, and chatted: "Are you very experienced in acting? I feel that you are too familiar with acting."

Now most people still don't associate him with "Southland".Pan Nanxing's popularity in school is not good, and there are not many people who have frequent contacts.Most of those mutual fans on Weibo and WeChat friends were left when they exchanged contact information collectively at the beginning of school.

In the past, Pan Nanxing's sense of existence was too weak, and no one paid attention to him.Now that Cheng Xirong is in charge of this body, the sense of presence is too strong, and the aura is oppressive, with a lofty posture.So much so that the people around him didn't think of exchanging Weibo and WeChat with him for a while.

Originally, we didn't know each other for a long time, and we didn't meet a few times, and we didn't even have conversations.Among them, only Su Minglin knew about his events on the Internet.He was tight-lipped and never mentioned things that had nothing to do with the crew.Speaking of Xie Zhiying before, I also wanted to present a case to prove Cheng Xirong's acting skills.Just mention one thing, don't say more.

Hearing Cheng Zi's question, Su Minglin glanced at Cheng Xirong, and consciously went to do ideological work for those brats.

Cheng Xirong replied casually, "We have had contact before."

Chengzi sighed innocently: "No wonder! I'm serious, I'm not flattering you, your acting skills are so sophisticated! I think I have some skills, but I've never been so embarrassing to follow. Never It was my classmate in the hanging class, today is a stumble!"

She is a hearty person, she doesn't hide her pride, and she also sincerely admires Pan Nanxing.It is really not easy to achieve this. Everyone has a heart of comparison and jealousy, and a free and easy heart is especially precious.Especially in this chaotic entertainment industry.

Cheng Xirong weighed it and said slowly, "Many skills were taught to me by Cheng Xirong."

"Who are you talking about!!?" Cheng Zi's eyes widened, her mouth opened wide, and the girl's excited and shrill voice burst out immediately, attracting the attention of everyone around her.She jumped up straight away, took a step forward, and almost shook Cheng Xirong's shoulder twice: "Boss Cheng!?! Do you know Boss Cheng?!"

Cheng Xirong retreated, but did not free his ears.He raised his hand and rubbed his earlobe, nodded: "If the Boss Cheng you're talking about is Cheng Xirong, yes."

Chengzi covered her mouth, and it took a long time before she continued to shout: "My God... I, I really don't know what to say... Boss Cheng taught you acting? My God! What many people dream of! How could you ...This is the opportunity that all acting students dream of! You..."

In the middle of speaking, she suddenly remembered: "The 'film and television academy student' who is very popular on the Internet recently, could it be you..."

Cheng Xirong continued to nod: "It's me."

There was an uproar all around, and the three young men were also dumbfounded, carefully looking Cheng Xirong up and down countless times.

Cheng Zi rushed over, grabbed Cheng Xirong's hand, and held it between his two palms.

Looking back on my 30 years, the intimate actions with women off-screen still happened to Wu Yanshu who was drunk three years ago.Cheng Xirong frowned and wanted to take out his hand.

Cheng Zi suddenly yelled: "Little Boss!"

48

The word "little boss" stunned Cheng Xirong and froze in place: "What!?"

Cheng Zi was very excited: "Is your father Cheng Xirong or Feng Yi!?"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

So, have the people who eat melons accepted the setting that "Nanlu is an illegitimate child"?There is no real hammer for such a meaningless thing, and they all believe it! ?Pan Nanxing's personal information can't even be checked online?The parents written above are all liars?

Chengzi jumped twice on the spot: "Do you want to answer now!? Am I the first to know the answer!? God, how could I do this! Let me clarify, I don't usually gossip like this! But Feng Yi is my man God, Cheng Xirong is my big wall! I can't help it!"

Cheng Xirong raised his head, his face indifferent: "You'd better hold back your emotions, otherwise don't cry later."

Su Minglin cleared his throat: "Chengzi! Alright, go and call Nana back. After finishing the task, let's call it a day and take a break. Hurry up!"

The three boys looked unpredictable, and they turned their heads frequently when they were getting ready, their eyes glued to each other.Cheng Xirong stood up, straightened the collar of his white coat in front of the mirror, and adjusted the position of the pen.

Su Minglin followed, put one hand on Cheng Xirong's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "The students brought out by the actor must be better than the professors at the school. But in our group, the others don't have such a good opportunity. in textbooks. They—”

"I see."

When the conversation was interrupted, Su Minglin responded directly, and joked with a smile: "If people find out that I asked Cheng Yingdi's students to lower their acting skills, I will definitely be hacked to death. That's all Cheng Xirong blood!"

With so many students, which one is not?Now my identity is false.Feng Yi was the only one who put in the most energy before.How could anyone be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him?

Cheng Xirong looked in the mirror, and Cheng Zi was reflected in it.To actually meet Feng Yi's diehard fan... I feel a little bad.

The first filming started, Cheng Xirong stuck his lines, this was his first mistake today.Lying on the hospital bed, Chengzi wiped away the gloomy and depressed state in the scene, sat up and smiled: "Little boss, you didn't reveal your identity, and then you became nervous!?"

Nana raised the corners of her mouth, raised her eyes to meet Cheng Xirong's gaze, immediately withdrew her expression, pursed her lips and lowered her head.Cheng Xirong rubbed his forehead, took a deep breath to refresh himself, picked up the script and read it once, then recited it silently twice, indicating that he could start over.

After changing to this body, my concentration is not as good as before.Although the follow-up filming went smoothly and he didn't make any more mistakes, he always felt a little uncomfortable.Physical strength can't keep up, the limitations are too big, and I often feel powerless.

Now he can probably understand Pan Nanxing's cowardice before.This is not all character flaws. In many cases, the spirit of a person is supported by the flesh.For example, people who are timid and prone to convulsions are mostly related to the physiology of viscera.

I feel better today, and when my physical strength recovers, I will start some exercise programs.

Others are cleaning up the scene.The dean strolled over to take a look. He was a bald man in his 50s, wearing glasses and looking very gentle.Su Minglin was chatting with him for a while, both of them looked very happy.

Su Minglin mentioned the idea of ​​asking him to appear on the screen, but the dean shirked it twice, and then agreed.He is not interested in the machines used for filming, but rather curious about the layout of the scene: "Why is the hospital bed placed like this?"

Previously the spacing was narrower than now, with four beds on each side.Su Minglin led people to move out two beds, and opened up the distance between the beds.This is done entirely for visual effects, and it will be better presented on the big screen at that time.

The dean smiled and said: "This is not my professional scope. I am so relieved to see you! A strong youth makes a country strong. With children who work hard like this, our nation can be better!"

Those two sentences made those young people both shy and happy, their faces glowing red.After all, it is a child, easy to feed.However, not many men of this age can accept and agree with the entertainment industry.In their view, the good boy who can make the country rich and strong is the kind who does research in the laboratory.

Probably aware of Cheng Xirong's gaze, the dean glanced back and chatted with him naturally: "To be honest, I always thought you guys were just playing around. What are you doing for entertainment? Holding those people every day Celebrities, dressed up in fancy dresses, reveal their secrets when they speak. I haven’t read a few books, let children read it, what kind of good example can I set!? Isn’t this just trying to spoil children!?”

Sure enough, this kind of thinking is relatively deep-rooted.Cheng Xirong looked at him with raised eyes and asked, "Then you changed your mind again!?"

The dean touched his bare forehead and sighed: "You are a new force, your roots are upright, and you can change this messy situation. Idols are role models and have influence. If all Chinese idols are as powerful as you now If you have ideals and ambitions, then Chinese teenagers will be fine!"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Su Minglin leaned close to his ear and whispered, "It's probably because senior brother brainwashed him when he talked to him."

Cheng Xirong silently praised: "I'm usually bored, but my eloquence is good."

Su Minglin laughed and chatted with the dean, and sent him out.When he came back, he continued the previous topic and said: "Brother has always been boring and doesn't like to talk. But it's not like he can't talk. We were detained and punished by the dormitory before, and it was the brother who interceded for us. It's also strange, no matter how much we beg the old lady, it's useless, the senior brother will go in for 5 minutes, and the matter will be settled."

Why is it completely different from the Fu Zhou he knew... Cheng Xirong was a little speechless. The Fu Zhou he saw was obviously a stick, and two of the three sentences made people want to beat him up.

Several young people cleaned up the scene, and Su Minglin took the key to the movable lock and asked Cheng Xirong whether he should stay here when he went back at night.

"Go back. I'll sit down again." He has to get over his fatigue. At least there is a bed here to rest, which is better than rushing on the subway all the way.

Su Minglin gave him the key, and walked out carrying the struggling orange.Cheng Zi was restless at all, and yelled, "Hey Brother Lin! Let go of me! It's time to play now, and leave me alone!"

Su Minglin gave her a blank look: "I don't know you yet? Do you know how hungry your eyes are this afternoon? If you stay here, you can eat Xiao Pan!"

Chengzi exaggeratedly pretended to be shy: "Look at what you said! He is not an ogre! Seriously, Brother Lin, can you let me chat with the little boss for a while!? This is the first time I am so close to the male god !first!"

"There will be opportunities in the future! Let him rest for a while, OK!?"

Su Minglin just stepped out of the door of the ward, and retreated back.Cheng Zi clawed at the door frame and looked out curiously.Su Minglin called Cheng Xirong, and pointed to the outside.

Cheng Xirong looked bewildered: "What?"

Su Minglin: "Here comes the one to pick you up."

49

Cheng Xirong's heart sank by two points, and he immediately realized that Su Minglin's attitude was so natural, it couldn't be anyone else.There are only a few people who will come to pick him up now, so he is so familiar, it can only be Fu Zhou.

Cheng Xirong stood up with the help of the bed board, walked over slowly, and returned the key to Su Minglin.Fu Zhou stood against the wall, the brim of his hat was lower than usual, and only his chin was exposed.Cheng Zi was still hanging on the door frame, saying hello to the tall man opposite.

Hearing this, Fu Zhou raised his head, nodded his head as a response, fixed his eyes on Cheng Xirong, and asked in a muffled voice, "Go back?"

Cheng Xirong nodded.Fu Zhou took the lead, leaving the wall and walking along the corridor.Cheng Xirong followed, looked at his shoulders and the hair covering his neck, and secretly slandered him.

Forget it, for the sake of him coming to pick me up, I don't care about running away from home with him.Not to mention being a young man, it is normal for him to lose control of his emotions and find it difficult to control himself when he still has a slapstick line.

Be considerate and understand young people.

Cheng Xirong was doing psychological training for himself, and when he was in the depths of love, he heard Cheng Zi's crisp and clear voice coming from behind.

"Be careful on the road, little boss!"

Cheng Xirong: "..."

The corner of Fu Zhou's mouth twitched, and Cheng Xirong glared at him, but he immediately pressed the corner of his mouth down again, swallowing a smile forcefully.

Is it funny! ? !

On the way back, Fu Zhou tapped the steering wheel lightly with his fingertips and found the first topic: "Didn't you explain it?"

Cheng Xirong didn't pick up the conversation that popped up suddenly after a long blank space: "Explain what?"

Fu Zhou paused and licked his lips: "Oh... If you want to misunderstand, it's useless to explain. The more you draw, the darker it gets."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

After another intersection, Cheng Xirong realized what he meant belatedly.But there is no need to continue talking.He took Fu Zhou's cell phone off the navigation stand, connected to Weibo and looked around, and was instantly stunned.

The title "Little Boss" is not called by Chengzi alone.I don't know who started it, but it has become a trend on my Weibo, and there are even IDs like "Did the little boss answer today?".

Cheng Xirong turned on the front camera, and after watching it for a long time, he didn't feel that this face resembled his own at all.The profile is the same, Pan Nanxing's profile is more rounded, with a smaller nose and a rounder tip.Even though she still wears makeup now, she has leaned towards the tough direction, but it is still a lot worse! ?Are those netizens who swear by it blind?

Cheng Xirong turned off the camera, put the phone on the dashboard, and let out a sulky breath.

Fu Zhou followed the movement and glanced at him, then turned back to stare at the road: "What?"

Cheng Xirong murmured, "Should I take a photo with my parents?"

It's not a question, it's all about him venting and relieving himself.On the contrary, Fu Zhou took it seriously, and after thinking about it for a while, he said, "It's up to you. But, are you going to involve your parents?"

Cheng Xirong came back to his senses in an instant.Up to now, I still want to protect my parents and prevent them from being harassed by the media.But when it came to Pan Nanxing's parents, he didn't notice this problem at all.

The relationship between Pan Nanxing and his parents is not close. He has a forbearing character since he was a child, and this behavior of being alone extends to every detail of life, including getting along with his parents.This body does not have a deep memory of the kindness of the parents, and if it is diluted by Cheng Xirong, there will not be much left.

Cheng Xirong suddenly thought of a question, took Fu Zhou's phone back, and used his account to search He Yiming's Weibo.Fu Zhou gave him a strange look: "What are you doing!?"

Cheng Xirong didn't answer, he clicked on He Yiming's photo album, found his selfie, and looked at his still photo.Flipping through one by one, I saw photos of him going swimming in early summer.

The abdominal muscles are emerging, and the exposed shoulders and arms are thick and powerful.A few classmates were messing around, and He Yiming smiled very brightly and happily, with a drop of water hanging on his eyelashes, precariously.

While waiting for the red light, Fu Zhou poked his head and took a look: "There is still a DSLR in the swimming pool, it's a waste of things."

The point is not SLR!It's He Yiming's body!

Cheng Xirong found that when he looked at He Yiming in the picture, he didn't feel anything.No matter what kind of photos, including short videos.He Yiming occupies the entire screen, blinking at himself, winking at himself, energetic and sunny.But there is no feeling, no initial throbbing at all, and the heart is normal.

His influence on him has been zero, and it has completely become a thing of the past.

Does this mean that he already has control over this body?

Cheng Xirong clicked another video.Fu Zhou shouted from the side: "My traffic!"

Usually indifferent, never speak loudly.The last time he was in such a hurry, it was because of the loss of his Mo Yu Pixiu.It seems that in his heart, traffic is as important as himself.

Cheng Xirong replied impatiently without raising his head: "I'll give you a G."

"Do you have money?"

"If I can't pay the rent, can I still pay for the phone bill? - Come and take a look, how is this kid?"

Fu Zhou didn't look at it either, but still stared at the road ahead, with the corners of his mouth slightly lowered: "Isn't it He Yiming? That little idiot, why didn't you see him today?"

Cheng Xirong: "...that's an ugly way to say it!"

"Otherwise, just wait and see, he will fall sooner or later."

Cheng Xirong glanced at him sideways, smacked his lips and said, "Are you still able to read faces?" While talking, he locked the phone in the bottle and held it in his hand to play with.Fu Zhou is also using a fruit machine, with a pure black shell and nothing.There are a lot of software in the mobile phone, Cheng Xirong is at a loss to see what young people are playing with nowadays.

The two chatted without saying a word, and after a long circle, they returned to He Yiming, and Cheng Xirong remembered the video he hadn't watched before.He turned on the phone again, ignored the pause button on the page, and clicked off directly.

No feeling is no feeling, it has reached the point where it can be forgotten, no matter how many times you try it, the result is the same.I really got rid of the habits left by Pan Nanxing and shed that layer of skin.

I really, like myself.

Cheng Xirong was in a good mood, so he ate half a bowl of rice in the evening.Fu Zhou watched helplessly, hesitated and opened his mouth a few times before finally persuading him, "Eat less."

After biting half of a cauliflower, Cheng Xirong kept holding up his chopsticks, and turned his entire upper body to face Fu Zhou: "What's the matter? It costs money to eat too much?"

"You've never eaten so much, you still have to toss me at night if you can't digest it."

Who said he could talk?Why is it so subtle when something so innocent comes out of his mouth?Cheng Xirong took a hard bite and started chewing provocatively.

Fu Zhou's phone rang, and he went over to listen to it, hung up, and handed it to Cheng Xirong.

50

Cheng Xirong's mobile phone was still in Feng Yi's hands, and he was not in a hurry to get it.Anyway, there was no important information or photos in the phone, and there were not many people who would contact Pan Nanxing. Feng Yi's idea of ​​finding clues from the phone was simply impossible.

On the contrary, all reality is based on a false foundation, and all information derived from it is biased.No matter what information Feng Yi gets, he will combine it with his existing cognition and then associate it.This is going down a completely wrong path.

Cheng Xirong was delighted to see him go astray.And in the end he got nothing, empty-handed.

But communication is inconvenient, and there are always detours when contacting people.Nowadays, social communication can be handled with a tablet.But when there is no WiFi, you have to use hotspots, and you still can't do without others.Cheng Xirong was not someone who could stand trouble, and by this time he was already a little impatient.

The mobile phone still has to be taken back, it depends on how to take it.

While listening to the phone, Cheng Xirong turned his mind a few times, and realized that he still had to find Feng Yi.He actually resented it.The existence of Feng Yi is a denial of his life in the previous ten years, making himself soberly aware of his own stupidity.It also reminded the reality of the accident, it was not a dream, it actually happened, and the pain was on my body.

Cheating and betrayal are engraved in his bones, and every time he faces Feng Yi, it gets deeper.What was even more unbearable was Feng Yi's weird behavior towards "Pan Nanxing".

Cheng Xirong has not figured out until now why he stripped himself and tied him to the bed.

What kind of obsession is this?Would you like to have fun?Could it be that he has played with Xiao Xianrou before?

Thinking of these nasty things, Cheng Xirong felt sick.So much so that when he hung up the phone, it was difficult to suppress the resistance in his heart.Fu Zhou kept a little distance from him, stretched his arms to pick up the phone: "What else did Su Minglin say? Why do you have such an expression?"

Cheng Xirong raised his hand to touch his face, and as soon as his fingers touched his skin, he saw Fu Zhou's expression of "Look, look, it's really so right".Cheng Xirong withdrew his hand, twirled his fingers in mid-air, and choked back, "I can't tell, you have a paralyzed face, and you have a lot of inner drama? How about you show off?"

Fu Zhou cleaned up the tableware on the small table and put them in the sink one by one: "I didn't say anything."

"Then what did I say?"

Fu Zhou choked, folded the rag and put it down wordlessly: "Yes, I didn't say anything. Do you know Station B?"

Of course I know... Every time he participates in a play, there will be a few young people in the crew who will come to station B to barrage all day long.He is also a playful character, always full of curiosity, and watches videos with young people.After a long time, he also understands some of the culture of station B, and can get a general idea of ​​his position in station B.

Of the three major CPs at station B, he and Feng Yi rank first, and there are videos on the homepage all the year round.Sometimes there will be character CP, and various Lalang.Searching for keywords related to yourself on station B is much more difficult than searching Weibo.He couldn't get angry about the clipped videos and the messy barrage that filled the screen, he just found it funny and speechless.

Those black technologies in the same frame are placed on the cute CP, which is too wasteful.

Fu Zhou continued: "Station B has Cheng Xirong's on-set editing. You can compare it to Bibi for ten minutes."

Cheng Xirong didn't follow his sudden brain circuit and didn't understand what he meant.

Fu Zhou explained: "You can see how similar you are to him, except for the two movements of touching your expression and twisting your fingers."

Cheng Xirong was struck by a thunderbolt, and for a while he couldn't remember when he twitched his fingers.Fu Zhou turned back to the kitchen, condescendingly blocking the chandelier above his head, his expression hidden in the shadows.

Cheng Xirong took a deep breath and let it out slowly, with an indifferent expression on his face: "There are many similarities between me and him! Do you want to come and find out?"

Fu Zhou refused indifferently: "Not interested. There is only one Cheng Xirong, who has passed away. I am not interested in others."

After speaking, he turned around and went straight to the kitchen to wash the dishes.Cheng Xirong chased after him and leaned against the metal door frame: "Try it, think of me as him! Anyway, I know so many things about him, and I still resemble him so much, so you should find comfort for yourself."

Fu Zhou didn't turn his head back: "The consolation is not self-deception. You come to wash the dishes when you have nothing to do, eat and drink for free and don't work. You are really an uncle."

Are you in a hurry?There are also times when working people rebel.Cheng Xirong turned around calmly: "I'll go and call Su Minglin back, you can wash it."

Fu Zhou couldn't laugh or cry: "You are like this, who can live with you!?"

Cheng Xirong's footsteps paused for only half a second, and he continued walking as if he didn't hear anything.

Su Minglin called and said that the makeup photo had been edited, and asked Cheng Xirong to take a look.It stands to reason that Su Minglin can make up his own mind about this kind of thing, and he also said that he really has a heart.Cheng Xirong used WeChat on the tablet, glanced at it, and had no opinion.

Three minutes later, Su Minglin sent him a link, saying that he had created an official blog and asked him to follow it.Cheng Xirong replied directly: "In the future, Weibo will be forwarded to me."

"No problem! You have a lot of fans, please retweet!"

Cheng Xirong sent a series of ellipses in the past, and then asked him: "What is your purpose for making this film?"

The name at the top of the dialog box changes to "The other party is typing" and then back again.After repeated several times, Su Minglin's message came in: "Let's concentrate on filming first. It's not too late to publicize after winning the award."

Have savvy.The mistake is because young people have little experience and are easily swayed by excitement.He just said a word, and he immediately wanted to understand the root cause.He is a good and sensible boy, and he can be included together with Chengzi.

Cheng Xirong gave a few words of comfort symbolically: "Don't rush everything, take it step by step steadily."

Su Minglin made an emoji, and then teased: "Is this being educated by a junior or by a small boss???"

Without a pause, another message appeared on the interface: "I'm not talking about the little boss!"

Su Minglin typed there for a long time, and finally only sent out an expression of "crying wronged".Cheng Xirong buckled the tablet upside down on the bed, so as not to look bad.

Has "Little Boss" become synonymous with him? ?

Just as Fu Zhou came in, he picked up the tablet and said, "Where are the photos?"

Cheng Xirong lay on the bed, and replied wearily: "In WeChat."

Fu Zhou sat down beside him, his eyes lit up when he saw the bottom one.Then scrolling up, after reading all the makeup photos, Fu Zhou pursed his lips: "I thought this short film would focus on the short hair of the lead actress."

Cheng Xirong lazily changed the other side of his face and lay on his stomach: "Her name is Cheng Zi."

Fu Zhou: "Well. I didn't expect that you would be better than I imagined when facing the camera."

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Cheng Xirong took five photos.Su Minglin ordered randomly, and the order in which they were sent was not special.

The bottom is the patients in the second bed.The setting is a 15-year-old boy who was injured in a fight with his classmates. He lost consciousness below the collarbone and could not move his arms independently.His personality is gloomy and weird, and his friends and nurses in the same ward don't pay attention to him, so he fixes his eyes on Ah Xing who has just been admitted to the hospital, hoping that Ah Xing can help him do one thing.

Nana's makeup is very good. After putting on makeup, Cheng Xirong looks pale and thin, her big eyes are black and blue, and her lips are chapped.To Fu Zhou's surprise, Cheng Xirong's eyes, against the backdrop of makeup, looked like a desperate young man.The temperament is completely different from the past. The moment they looked at each other across the screen, it made people's hair numb and almost exploded.

Fu Zhou knew that he must have acting skills when he came out of Cheng Xirong's command.All the actors in the circle who are taught by Cheng Xirong will improve more or less, let alone those who are taught by Cheng Xirong.When reading the biography of the character before, Fu Zhou also saw his acting skills. He entered the scene quickly, with micro-expressions in place, and was very good at using body movements to make up for the lack of aura and appearance.

But this is still different from fixed makeup photos.

Acting is a dynamic process.From shallow to deep, or from receiving to releasing, the process of change in the middle is the so-called acting skills.Emotions must match the scene, whether it is a violent outburst or step by step, it must be integrated into the environment, and it must interact with other actors.This determines that performance cannot be a matter of one person.

This determines the difference between dynamic video and static pictures.Because a static photo is a frozen moment, people's facial expressions and eyes cannot reflect changes from continuous movements.Even if it is a screenshot of a movie, it is already in the play, the love is deepest, and those that can withstand static scrutiny can be counted on one hand.Several predecessors left some classic shots, known as the pinnacle of Chinese cinema.

There is even more incomparability between staged shots and movie screens, and there is no such thing as acting skills.

Makeup photos do not focus on these contents.The makeup photo is a preliminary publicity. In order to attract people's attention, it must first satisfy fans or passers-by in terms of visual effects.Generally speaking, this sense of satisfaction is reflected in the actor's appearance, as well as the character's clothing, hairstyle, makeup, etc.This is a static display, the most important thing is that it is good-looking enough to reflect the quality of the show.

Therefore, the signs of retouching in fixed-makeup photos are particularly heavy now, with stiff faces and direct reflections on the skin.

But Fu Zhou didn't see the popular makeup mode in Su Minglin's retouched pictures.In his photos, only the color scale and saturation are adjusted, and the face shape and facial features of the person are not moved.There is really no need to move, Cheng Xirong himself is better than any kind of retouching.

His eyes are rich in drama, and his micro-expressions are particularly well-placed.At first glance, his posture lying on the hospital bed showed some abnormalities, and the body covered under the quilt was really sick.

This has nothing to do with talent.Students of this age, even if they are talented, do not have the experience and experience to support them. The performance will appear to be floating, full of tension but not calm enough.

He didn't expose the shortcomings of his age at all. On the contrary, he knew how to control and guide the camera to make the picture reach the most perfect state.Fu Zhou swiped the screen to look at the other one, saw the photo of women's clothing, and couldn't help but ask, "Is that Xie Zhiying's drama, the first time you joined the group?"

Cheng Xirong replied casually: "Yes. But I used to play with Cheng Xirong often, in private."

Fu Zhou took a deep breath and couldn't let it out for a long time.The... little nurse on the screen, that's right, it's a little nurse. If a stranger looked at it, he would definitely think it belonged to a woman.

Originally, Pan Nanxing's nose was small and round, with a feminine nose shape. After putting on makeup, it better modified his face and concealed his masculine features.And Cheng Xirong lowered his head and focused his eyes, he was too squeamish, his lips were slightly pouted, he didn't look like a male classmate at all.

Fu Zhou licked his lower lip, swallowed his words, and continued flipping through the photos.Before that was the leading actor, Dr. Zhang, Cheng Xirong was wearing a white coat and a blue shirt, and his hair was fixed with hairspray.After changing his look, his makeup has also gone in a tough direction, with heavy shadows and highlights, highlighting the contours of his face.

The makeup has worked very hard, and it can only go so far.It's really a matter of Pan Nanxing's appearance, which is too restrictive.Cheng Xirong could only make up for this problem by relying on facial micro-expressions, his eyes sank, and the eyes under the sword eyebrows narrowed slightly.

The male protagonist is a top student in the medical school, honest, smart, and handsome.The tutor likes him, and he is also sought after by many girls, and he is the male god in many girls' hearts.Cheng Xirong is very