Chicago 1990

Song Ya can indeed play, anyway, he can play, which has long been verified.

In the first few scenes after entering the group, there is actually no need to kick the ball, but to shoot the daily training content of the athletes, such as taking Mila to use the stadium stairs to practice step running.

"Just raise your knees a little bit, like this, it's not difficult."

An actor playing a teammate of the team demonstrated the running posture to the two before the boot. He is a real football player, a college team, and very professional.

"no problem."

It's not difficult for me who insists on exercising. There is a makeup artist who puts some olive oil-like liquid on his shirtless body to simulate sweat and make the muscles look better in the lens.

He clenched fists with both hands and learned how bodybuilders squeeze out eight angular abdominal muscles, which attracted the laughter of female makeup artists, "You are really strong, APLUS, female audiences will love it to death."

"Hey……"

Just after grinning triumphantly, he suddenly remembered Halle's advice, "Hmm." He said coolly, "Where is Mira?" he asked.

"The director is talking about the play."

The makeup artist pointed to the bottom of the stand, at the end of the photo slide that was laid all the way down. Mila was standing in front of Lao La, accepting orders, nodding like garlic.

Today, she is wearing this virtual middle school team jacket, a red sweater, and the school name logo on the chest. Whether in the plot or in the actual shooting, she will be'male disguised as a woman', so she will tie her breasts and use a generous size. The clothes conceal gender characteristics.

The Florida sun is very poisonous, and her sweat has flowed down the temples, shining in the sun.

This youth school drama is a major heroine, and all the burdens of performance are on her. Again, it’s difficult for the crowded artisan acting to reach the height of the original actress of the Apocalypse. Larry said that most of the actors were her.

R Lee Elmi appeared in the distance. In these scenes, he wanted to silently observe some emotional changes after the two people's hard training.

And my pressure is much less. Except for a few emotional dramas, at other times, I am a cool facial paralysis, which is better than the male protagonist who dances my life.

Speaking of which, the white male protagonist who danced my life and the original football stunner Apocalypse is the same. Song Ya likes it very much. It is really not difficult to imitate the drama.

"I don't know if that guy has starred in other movies for me?" He thought a little greedy in his heart.

The whole crew were waiting for Mira, Song Ya ran up and down first, and after being confirmed by the professional athletes that there was no problem, he simply went over and listened.

"You have a crush on the male protagonist Duke, OK? So when APLUS doesn't notice you, for example, he runs in front of you, you occasionally have to show the little girl's affection for her favorite person and sports idol, such as the star behind him Eyes, don’t I need to teach this?"

Old Larry said: "Of course, at the same time, you have to show the cautiousness of being afraid of being found disguised as a man, and the concentration during training."

"You better teach it, director."

Mila has never been a hardworking actor, singer, or model. He has average talent. He can do everything and achieve something, but it is difficult to reach the top.

"APLUS, you turn over."

"what?"

Old Larry pulled Song Ya back to him, and personally demonstrated, "So, huh?" First made an expression of infatuation, staring at Song Ya's back muscles, and then...

"Fear of being discovered!"

Old Larry looked around immediately.

In the background of these scenes, some group performances were used. Athletes pretending to be other sports were training in the stadium. He waited for a team to run around in a circle, "Continue to disguise!" The look of serious training, "understand?"

"Understood." Mira nodded.

"Voice." Old Larry reminded.

"Ahem..."

Mila cleared her throat and replied gruffly, "Understood!"

"Yes, let's shoot first. All departments prepare!"

Old Larry sent the two into place.

So just... after running, and the lights and radio were all ready, Song Ya and Mila started to run back and forth down the steps, and the photographer sat on a special slide platform to manipulate the camera.

NG is inevitable. At first, Song Ya's running speed was not well controlled, or every time he ran under the stands, he would be a little distracted if he encountered the group performers who were just nearby.

As a result of the delusion of being murdered, every strange face looks like a killer.

But after he adjusted and entered the state, it was mainly Mira who had eaten NG, and the old Larry would call her over and reprimand, and would not tire of talking about drama.

"Illinois vote has been counted to half, not surprisingly, the current chief will win Illinois..."

'The latest data from California...'

'Kansas...'

At this time, Song Ya would hide in the shadows and be lazy, and listened to the vote count of the general election with Old Mike's portable radio.

The current leader has a great advantage. The vote counting information of major TV stations shows that the election is inverted, because the US general election is an indirect election of the Electoral College system. Among more than 500 electoral votes, even FoxNews who dislikes him least Admit that he will get an overwhelming majority of more than three hundred.

"Crush, there is no drama this year."

Ms. Sloan walked behind him, "You can prepare to call in advance to congratulate him and Deputy Commander Gore."

"Oh, how can you help me draw it up."

Song Ya nodded, "Can I ask them to care about my safety?"

"No chance. Unless they are particularly important people, they usually don't answer this kind of phone in person. We call someone from the campaign office."

Sloan said: "Underwood should pick it up in person, but he doesn't expect it to be available. The current competition between the two parties is still very fierce in the election of the House of Representatives.

It is difficult to get specific news about the election of federal representatives in various places on the big stage, and local media usually follow them.

"Hurry up and end this damn farce!"

Song Ya was indignant, because the news of his assassination did not set off the expected stormy waves in the media because of the general election. "In two days I think Underwood will find any excuses to delay!"

"Donovan needs to hurry up there," Sloan said.

"We are not talking about this." Song Ya stopped.

"Oh by the way, Michelle's husband was elected, a senator of the Illinois State Legislature." Sloan turned and smiled.

"Wow."

Although he had known for a long time that his election was a certainty, Song Ya was still a little bit emotional after the dust settled. A thirty-five-year-old law school lecturer and political veteran had just successfully turned around and took the position.

The senator of the state legislature is very good. He can definitely be regarded as a figure in the political circle of the state. You must know that he was only planning to run for the state senator with a much lower starting point.

"Give me the phone."

Song Adam immediately called to congratulate him.

"Haha, thank you APLUS."

Michelle's husband laughed heartily on the phone: "But I still look forward to seeing you again in school. You postponed the law school entrance exam, right?"

"Yes, uh, don't you plan to leave school?" Song Ya asked.

"No, I need this university lecturer income, and the state assembly senator can stay out of work."

It seems that he and Michelle and his wife had indeed planned this way before, "Will you come to the celebration dinner at my campaign headquarters?" he asked.

"Forget it, my reputation now... I won't bother you."

The golden politicians hook up in private, but it is necessary to try not to cause each other's troubles on the table, and a state assembly senator can not solve their own troubles. "Congratulations anyway." Song Ya said.

"Thank you again. When you return to Chicago, we will get together. Have you agreed?" Michelle's husband is still very warm.

"OK, no problem."

"time?"

"Uh...I can't be sure." Song Ya glanced at Old Mike, "My security team does not recommend me to have any predictable schedule."

"I understand, pay attention to safety APLUS, all African-American groups will be on your side." Michelle husband said: "The chairman of South Bank Bank Milton Davis is by my side. He wants to talk to you."

"Ok."

As an extremely rare African-American banker, Milton Davis is also his other big benefactor, but he is more concerned about the relocation of A+CN and A+ Records to a new location, and South Bank Bank is willing to provide financing.

A+CN and A+ records are currently full of cash. It is estimated that Milton Davis also knows the bottom line. Gordon and Linda, as African-American elites who are also developing in Chicago, have frequent contacts between them. This is a solid profit. Sale.

"I don't care about the specific affairs, you can talk to Gordon and Linda." Song Ya shied away.

"How are you and Gordon?" Milton Davis asked.

"There is no problem between us, he manages his TV station...I trust him."

A lot of trouble, I don't need to move Gordon, at least I can't move it now.

"APLUS!"

"Okay! The staff came to call Mr. Davis, I will find time to talk later, I am filming." Song Ya hung up.

The shooting progress on the first day was not fast, but the intensity was not low. When the night fell, the'ball-holding training' finally started. Song Ya taught Mila to dribble the ball on the lawn.

With the inner instep lapped and then connected to the outer instep, Song Ya was very flexible to demonstrate the direction of the ball.

This is also part of the plot. The two practiced until late, indicating that they worked hard.

Mila was cold all day, didn't care about herself very much, and was not active between filming, so she stayed in her exclusive seat to rest, read the script, and let the assistant do restoration and maintenance.

Maybe it was because I stayed with Xue Linfen last night.

"What's the matter with you!? After being in the group for so long, the action is stranger than APLUS!?"

After shooting for a day, old Larry became angry.

Mila didn't respond, lowered her head and silently chased after the football that she was wading away.

Song Ya knew that she should have begun to be emotional when she saw her pouting mouth, "Why don't you stop here today? Larry?" He decisively activated the warm-hearted and big-name skills.

"I'm fine."

She brought the ball back and kicked it for herself.

Song Yagang put on a posture to stop the ball, she suddenly stretched out her long legs, hooked the ball to the other side, and succeeded.

"Hey...Isn't this a good practice."

Song Ya grabbed it with a smile on her face. She held the ball with her back and arched people with her butt, making her movements look like.

"Is it really playing?"

Song Ya was aroused to win, and immediately tried to turn to the side, but unexpectedly hit her with an elbow. The two of them moved around the black and white football more and more, their arms entangled, and then both lost their balance and fell down. On the lawn.

"You really look like a boy when you are stubborn, Mila." Song Ya looked up at the starry sky, gasping for breath to calm his breath, and sighed sincerely.

She covered her mouth and giggled.

"Forget it, let's shoot this today." Old Larry scanned the entire crew who watched the'play' silently, and reluctantly announced the end of the filming.

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