National School Prince Is A Girl

The eyes of the director of Chinese origin are somewhat bright, and I wish that the cameraman would start shooting now.

This is simply the actor in her mind!

How can someone grow so perfect!

Even wearing a mask can't resist the sense of superstar that radiates from the whole body.

Originally, the director of Chinese descent felt that this person was too vigorous and clean when he first saw the teenager, and he might not be able to wear that kind of mysterious effect.

I didn't expect that the black trench coat and mask would be more suitable for this person than the previous one!

When Bo Jiu came out, she was watched by these two girls. She was usually able to bear a lot, but she was watched for a long time today. After a pause, she said, "Ask, what type are we shooting advertisment?"

"Ah?" The field service girl just recovered, just about to speak.

Qin Mo, who stepped out of the door over there, once again made the scene lose its voice.

Some people, no matter what they wear, will wear out his unique temperament.

Noble, indifferent, porcelain white skin tone.

This is everyone's first impression of Qin Mo.

At this time, Qin Mo was wearing a white shirt, holding a jar of beer that could not be named, and the neckline was half-open.

In order to do the styling, the hair should be wet.

The black hair was scattered on his forehead, and the water droplets slid down his straight nose bridge, looking casual and sexy.

"So handsome!"

Someone gasped.

Bo Jiu looked back and looked towards the man.

It was those eyes that were so deep.

The moment Qin Mo saw her, her eyes were dark.

The two people looked at each other brightly and darkly across most of the studio.

Bo Jiu also wore a face mask.

At that moment, her heart beat half a beat.

It was because Bo Jiu suddenly remembered it.

On Fifth Avenue, the Great God had seen her.

Although just passing by.

However, at that time she was wearing a black windbreaker with a hood and a black mask on her face. It was very similar to what she is now, except for her hair color.

Bo Jiu was not sure if the great god would see such a self remembering the passing by then.

Inexplicably, she turned her head away, silently thinking not to remember, not to remember.

Just thinking about it, a man appeared in front of her. The figure shrouded her in place. It can be said that she touched the man's arms.

When the tip of the nose touched the white shirt, he let out a long sigh, just like this, it didn't seem to be completely unrecognized.

"Don't even go the way?" A good voice sounded from above.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and touched the bridge of his nose.

Qin Mo looked at the young man ’s face, especially when she glanced at her face with a mask, her voice was very weak, and there was a little carelessness: "When I used to go to the United States to play, I bumped into a person. Kind of like you. "

Bo Jiu's left hand in his pocket paused, and when he smiled, his eyes were sincere: "I am so handsome, and there are people who can look like me? Then I really want to see you."

"Z."

When hearing the code name, Bo Jiu turned his head away, across the mask, and said, "What?"

"The person I bumped into in the United States was Z." Qin Mo's profile still couldn't see the slightest emotion.

Bo Jiu paused, his eyes widened, and his face was set off by a mask, which made his face look very innocent: "Mo brother means that I look like Z?"

Qin Mo's thin lips raised a bit, stopped, and leaned forward, only to say a word in her ear: "It's a pity you don't want to act in this person."

Bo Jiu's heart sank a bit, but his eyes were half-pulled, with evil spirits: "It's a waste of my face to not act."

Like this public place.

There must be a lot of people looking towards this side.

Bo Jiu has heard the uproar around, and it is estimated that it will not affect the Great God.

Instead, she had to remind the gods that Feng Yi would come in for a while: "Mo brother, this is a studio." That means a little more convergence, otherwise Feng Da's agent would have to go out and accompany the drink to explain, which is also pitiful.

It is said that Qin Mo just squeezed Bo Jiu's chin with his finger, and he didn't kiss it, but that pose was no different from a kiss: "It seems that we will talk again tonight."

Because Qin Mo's domineering action.

The director of Chinese origin re-inspired, and those eyes were bright like a big headlight.

Seeing Bo Jiu can only push Qin Mo away: "Mo brother, there are people next to him."

At this time, the agent Feng Da who came in has already moved to cry. Little Spade, brother Fei always hurts you. When Qin Shaoxiu is affectionate, you will help him pull him!

"Come and come." Feng Yi took Bo Jiu's arm decisively and moved to the side.

While doing this action, he did it daringly.

It was mainly the ice from the eyes of Qin Mo's eyes, the presence was too strong.

I really don't know how little spades can resist such a strong aura.

In the final analysis, it's still a small spade.

The most beautiful mood is the Chinese director.

"I suddenly had a good idea. Quickly, put all the scenes next to me."

The neglected Yisihuo now has a face comparable to the dark clouds in the sky.

Anyway, he is also a popular movie star.

What is going on with this director.

Do you really think that a person who plays games will be more popular than him.

Yi Sihuo admitted that if Qin Shao joined, it would be different.

So even if it is a shoot.

It should also be shot him and Qin Shao.

Fu's waste will only lower the taste, right?

Besides, even if the waste can play the piano, it is also a person who is not on the table.

Where to shoot advertisements is so simple.

Pay attention to not stiffness, will look at the camera, but also a little acting, will these things be waste?

"It's more urgent to make a movie. Let's hurry up." When the Chinese director said this sentence again, he glanced at Yi Sihuo who was still sitting there.

Yi Sihuo still has a IQ, knowing that it is not good for anyone to delay it.

He stood up and said a few words to the agent.

The agent nodded and walked in the direction of Feng Yi. The Chinese director also happened to be there. At that time, the agent's attitude was also different. He smiled and said, "If I knew that Qin Shao would also appear in the advertisement, We have promised Sihuo for a long time, and now it seems to be completely fate. Director Li, when will we start shooting? "

Although the Chinese-American director has just returned from abroad, but how to mix it is all in the same circle, as soon as he sees the agent, he knows what the other party is.

Picking up a scene text she wrote temporarily, the tone is very weak: "Change clothes first, read the script."

Yi Sihuo was watching beside him. It was such an attitude. Doesn't this little director understand the fact that the circle is small?

Of course, the agent knew that Yi Sihuo was unhappy, and when he came back, he said a few words in Yi Sihuo's ear. The general idea was that there were Qin Shao and they were there.

"Of course I know that, rest assured." Yi Sihuo licked his lower lip, and his eyes were a little deep: "I will clean up this little director later. As for good games, I will let him shoot people who want to shoot commercials. I know, what is a gap.

The agent was still a little worried: "I think that man came with Qin Shao, you ..."

"Of course I wouldn't do anything on the surface." Yi Sihuo laughed somberly: "Don't forget that this advertisement has a storyline, and there are three protagonists in it. Since someone is so eager to prove themselves, then I let He knew clearly that the protagonist has never been so good. "

The agent's eyes widened: "Do you mean to suppress the drama?"

Pressure play is a special vocabulary in the circle.

At the beginning, when the old acting bones with good acting skills wanted to teach some small fresh meat, this trick was occasionally used.

After all, some people do not even perform the part of the actors, do not recite the lines, do not talk about participating in variety shows everywhere, and also drag the progress of the crew.

Later, some thoughtful celebrities used the word pressure to use intrigue.

Especially when two people with similar fame are together, in order to highlight their sense of picture, they will use the trick of pressure play.

It's just that the agent didn't expect Yisihuo to apply this trick to someone who hasn't acted.

"Why? Do you think it is bad?" Yi Sihuo glanced at him, and the words directly pointed to the key: "Don't forget that there are three people in this ad. To make everyone think that I am the best spokesperson, it is to pick out."

The agent thought right and gave him a thumbs up.

On the other side.

Bo Jiu was already sitting in the dressing room. While squinting, he looked at the small script written in his hand, thinking about how to escape the conversation with the great god tonight.

It's a bit difficult for the makeup artist to get started.

Eyelashes are so dark and so long, you don't need to paint them at all.

It is possible to draw a little eyeliner to strengthen the deep sense of the five senses.

In this way, it will be more in line with the characters in the small script.

But the rest ... The make-up artist touched the teenager's smooth and fair face, and sincerely praised: "The skin is so good, no need to apply foundation."

On this face, painting too much will destroy its original beauty.

Like now, with a little eyeliner, it really looks like the protagonist that will appear in Korean dramas.

The director of Chinese descent can't wait any longer and asked Bo Jiu: "Did you find the feeling?"

When Bo Jiu got the script, he didn't know what to say. The hacker was described above.

This ... she doesn't seem to need to feel anything.

The Chinese-American director saw that the teenager did n’t speak, and thought he was a little nervous because he had not been in contact with this business. It feels so good. "

"Come, stand back." The Chinese-American director walked sideways, letting everyone out of the open space, picked up the horn, and shouted with bright eyes: "All crews are ready! One action, Action! "

Bang

The lights in the studio were almost dimmed.

This is the layout of a billiard hall.

The light hit again is a bit dark.

However, the slender figure standing by the pool table was not dark at all.

Not only that, when the light falls, there is even a feeling of long body.

He stood there indifferently, with a notebook in front of him. It seemed to be a bit boring. With a forefinger, he opened the can, and the corner of his mouth did not know why.

The girls watched on the sidelines, almost crazy.

"I now understand why everyone says that Qin Shao is the best in Jiangcheng. This is so handsome. I really envy Qin Shao's girlfriend, who can face such a face every day!"

"There is still a figure, Qin Shao is simply a walking hanger!"

"Ah, I can't do it anymore, nosebleeds are coming out."

Why did the girl say this, because when Qin Mogang was about to drink a cold beer with his head raised, his eyes looked towards the door because he saw something.

In this way, the lens is also pulled over there.

A teenager came by the door, wearing a black trench coat, probably at the time when he was walking, because some were thin, with a black mask, and the eyes lined with black were very bright, and the whole person seemed to be drawn by a hook pen , Black and white, clearly captured the entire lens in an instant.

At this time, Yi Sihuo was there.

He was also a person in there, playing with a black tablet in his hand, and looked at the teenager who was walking, originally to show a very indifferent person, but in order to play for himself, Yi Sihuo moved to the front of Bo Jiu First block, quite cold: "I heard that you have good skills, play a ball?"

This is a temporary change of speech, but the feeling of the scene really can't go wrong, so the Chinese director did not call for a pause.

It is estimated that when she saw Bo Jiu's first look, she had forgotten that the other party was not an actor, and she just wanted to continue shooting.

Bo Jiu still had a big black mask on his face. He put his hands in the trench coat pockets. He didn't even look at Yi Sihuo. He said the words "I'm not interested" across the mask. The director of Chinese descent seems to be connected very well, as well as the performance of the teenager. It feels more consistent with the character she wants to shape than she gave. It is simply to give this role to life!

Yi Sihuo never imagined that the waste would still play like this under the camera.

Originally, I wanted to use my temporary acting skills to make the other party unavailable when shooting commercials. It is better to have as many NG as possible.

But now the situation turned out to be that, because the boy answered him like that, the camera shot directly over him and only placed on the boy.

But anyone who knows a little acting knows that Yi Sihuo is being suppressed by others, and it is also very, very hard.

However, this is not to blame Bo Jiu.

She was not very interested in this person.

What's more, he changed the line temporarily.

What Bo Jiu does is a natural response.

After all, she knew very well that the person she really had to face was the god standing beside the billiard hall.

In the lens, the teenager has passed the Yisihuo, put the thin and light notebook in the center of his arm on the desktop, and then typed.

Bo Jiu's hand speed has always been fast.

The Chinese-American director who was in the mirror was a little stunned. She originally wanted to implant a type-writing screen later. After all, not many people can achieve the speed in her mind.