Recapture the Entertainment Industry

Yuan Bing is a professionally qualified person, and his emotional grip is precise enough, which quickly suppresses redness on his face.

This scene is the smoothest one she has shot since the boot, and in all these years, only Hub has given her the feeling that it's not like acting, but devoting herself to another person's life. From eyes to limbs, Rodin doesn't look like a newcomer... No, it should be said that many senior old actors don't necessarily have such a sensitive touch. Playing with him, it was a pleasure.

She really understood why Hubert always praised the young man for his excellent performance. Such strength, it was unfair not to label him.

Huo Xie's gloomy face slowed down a lot after several angled lenses were passed with divine help. He looked vicious and seemed to give a "I'm not happy" feeling at all times, but many people who had known him for a long time could see his pleasure in his softening eyes and proactive questioning to help hasten breakfast.

The crew's breakfast was poor, white porridge, sugar and salted vegetables with bean sandbags, and there were few noodles to choose from, but basically nobody went to see that because the noodles had been soaked and pasted for too long.

Originally brought by Wu Fangyuan's skinny meat porridge in the makeup room, the staff were not very hungry. They showcased their mouth blessings as if they were joking with each other. They could even scrape delicious in the grass free film and television city. Hearing these guys describe the skinny porridge of the eggs as well as the aromatic chicken soup, radish, bone soup and other delicious foods they had eaten earlier, a lot of people hated itching their teeth and envied their colleagues who could work with Rodin.

Some of the usual people who didn't have a chance to get in touch with Rodin but knew that he had a good relationship with some of the stars and were fooled by the cold, noble appearance he had just filmed were a little weird at the moment: “Is he that good in temper? ”

“Of course, Mao Xiaofang, the makeup artist in group A, just pounded like a wolf on Rodin's makeup, his mouth was damaged and he smelled. In the end, you know, Rodin smiled and nodded at her for the first time and said Mao Xiaofang. Well, that's a good boy from the Spirit of Water. I saw it next to him and it itched a little. Mao Xiaofang was suddenly subjugated by him, and just a few days she was gentle and she looked most like a woman. Stay up late and don't swear. ”

Duan Shubo was eating bean sandbags beside him, and he could hear a few words of discussion. He lowered his head and imagined the appearance of Rodin, good and water spirits, some incompetent. Rodin has always behaved steadily in front of him, even if he was as fresh as a student in front of the public when he first met him, there is a difference between good and water spirits.

I glanced at the few people who had made up a bunch of them, and Duan Huobo pressed down the subtle discomfort in his heart, and saw them take out their phones to exchange inventory.

“Hey, did you shoot that too? Nice shot from that angle! ”

“Your lens is clearer than mine... wow you got this! Rodin's hands are beautiful, too. ”

“Look at this look. Mao Xiaofang has been in a good mood for a few days. I'll go and teach her to draw this line while Rodin is around. My boyfriend's eyes looked a little like Rodin's. When I got back... hee hee hee hee..."

“So dirty of you. ”

“Want a PO Weibo? ”

“You can't reveal the script...”

“Ah, I'm so tired of having inventory that I can't communicate. It's so sad! ”

Duan Shubo picked his eyebrows and leaned over Jose with his elbow, angry at several people, then gently continued eating his bean sandbag.

José turned his head for a moment and suddenly frowned and shouted: “Guys, come here for a second. ”

A couple of girls still hit me, I hit you in the heart to communicate my feelings about capturing beauty. Cold enough to hear the voice of the Sha Xing Jose has not yet reacted. When looking for the lucky bastard who was lucky by the Sha Xing, he found that the other party was actually looking on his side.

The world was darkened. Everyone looked at me in the right direction, pale and pale. I couldn't even do the photo deletion action. I walked with him in awe. Duan Shubo sat next to Huo Xie with his head down and focused on chewing his bean sandbag with a small mouthful of sweetness. His eyes stared at Rodin, who was communicating with the martial arts instructor in the field, as if he had no idea what was happening around him.

“Huo... Huo Gui.” Several girls collided with each other and stood up as a leader, some with a fearless voice.

Huo Xie Fat's chair wasn't enough. God knows how a fat man with squeezed eyes is so angry, he frowned and asked: “Did you take a picture? ”

“I… we communicate privately.” A few people pulled their phones out nicely and simply admitted that they were wrong: "If you're not comfortable, we'll delete them now. ”

“Show me.” Instead of saying anything, José took one of his cell phones and started browsing and taking sneak pictures.

On a small screen, a man in a black and red camel robe lays on a carved, gorgeous couch with long, overlapping legs and full of laziness. His eyes were shady, his expression light and mellow, and he just blended, and the whole person had a contradictory and mysterious aesthetic.

The surrounding scene was very rudimentary, the plain studio, the wires and equipment that were not captured by the full floor lens, and even the figure of the staff, yet the white and flexible palm he extended became a well-deserved eye-catching spotlight. The fingertips touched the black hair of some of the women kneeling in front of her, and the contrast between black and white was so intense and exciting.

José's finger paused on the delete button for a moment or moved away. He gave the phone back to the girl who looked a little nervous across the street, slowing down the color: “Delete everything else and leave this one. If I catch you again, I won't be able to leave you. ”

“This…” several people left with amnesty, hiding in the corner for a moment of silence, some of whom dared not believe.

“Can you play it? ”

“Who's Twitter? Send it to me, I'm a big fan! ”

“Hey, I took the picture, okay...”

“Okay, joking pull...”

Duan Xiubo slightly frowned and asked after they left: "Is it okay?” It's actually taboo in the crew, because there are often paparazzi who pretend to be staffed with invisible cameras to capture breaking news, and a slightly larger crew, such as Wolong, usually have strict restrictions on these details. Of course, if someone privately requests a photo shoot after seeing a star they like, or leaves an image with the consent of the person being photographed, they can sneak a photo in the course of the shooting like those girls, which is enough to violate discipline.

José stuffed a bean sandbag in his mouth: "Nice shot, it doesn't matter.” Rodin is a really good photographer. Thin people are good. The profile of the five officers is very discerning and can play well under the lens of a professional camera. He had another impulse to lose weight or not, but when he thought about the last time he had this impulse, he went to the science diet list, looked at a basin of bags that were specially supplied by the collateral next to his eyes, and he quickly suppressed this anti-human idea.

We won't argue about losing weight overnight. We'll talk about it next time.

Duan Shubo almost instantly analyzed his intentions from his slow attitude.

The shooting of a movie, the ultimate box office, is inextricably linked to whether the work is famous or not. This is also one of the reasons why some famous rotten films go up the hotter and hotter box office they curse on the internet. Human curiosity drives them to do incredible things, like spend a lot of money on studying how disgusting an abusive, imperfect film really is.

Huo Xie is a typical commercial film director, and besides the high production of work experience and skill, he also has a unique idea of speculation. His films, from the selection of questions to the shooting to the final audition screening, remain hot on the subject. The more curiosity and anticipation of the film is pushed by a wave of small orgasms regularly, the more fish and shrimp will be harvested when the last wave hits.

He didn't feel how embarrassed he was when he complained about it. When he came to a conclusion, he went back to the chair to have fun with himself.

He clicked on Facebook to see what was happening to his friends, and Rodin's account was blank again, but old friend Hollywood director Clovie sent a series of emotions about his latest series, Blade Warrior II, winning the Berlin Film Festival Award for Best Film. Shubo replied with congratulations and asked if he was going to start preparing for the third part of the shoot.

After Facebook, he clicked directly into Weibo, looked at the various fan responses under his homepage, and saw that his most recent Weibo update was four days ago. He thought about it and took a picture of white porridge with a bean sandbag and typed a line at the bottom: “Group conscience, breakfast available. The shooting, the rookie performs brilliantly, and Yuan Bing and Yuan are not out of the game. No more sighing and fearlessness.” Tap on the friends list, his fingers paused on Rodin's name, thinking about it or not, and replace it with Yuan Bing.

Instead of looking at the instantly rising message immediately after it was posted, his attention was drawn to a popular tweet.

Entertainment Weekly newspaper Lan V official Bogao hangs at the top of the popularity, the title is hot and ambiguous: “Pan Yiming's new album premiere is being prepared, the album launch was a huge success, the stage is hot dance with the new artist Rodingxiu ~ isn't the handsome woman a good match? ”

There are two drawings underneath, one of which is Rodin standing on the front end of the stage after a hot dance. He lay on his side of his head, the smooth five official lines were exquisite and beautiful, and the high-definition images showed a fine sweat bead on the tip of his nose, his hair wet on both sides by sweat, his eyes looked sharply at the audience seats on the side with a smile, and the whole crowd gathered an uninterrupted tension.

The other is a picture of him laughing at his headphones and Pan Yiming as he plays the main song MV. Although the two men were a certain distance apart, the intersection of sight and unannounced laughter seemed very tacit, and the faint brightness of the large screen made them look a bit more blurred, indeed a pleasant picture.

With the exception of advertisements, most people are laughing at two people “together” or “a natural pair”.

His finger snapped and pressed the exit button, his smile hardly hung, his mouth slightly twitched.

Although Yuan Bing had finished filming her part, she was not in a hurry to leave. She took the bags and porridge sent by her assistant and slowly ate them. She stood quietly to watch Rodin and Martial Arts coaching interaction.

“And then your hand is like this - the movement is bigger, and then the sleeve has to have an arc...” Martial arts guide took Rodin's wrist and made an angle, indicating Rodin did it again to show him.

Rodin condensed, his face suddenly cold, then waved his arms as he followed the other party's guidance, and with the slight curvature of his upper body, his wide sleeves suddenly flowed a kind of immortality.

As soon as the martial arts instructor saw Rodin recover his original expression: “Is that what you mean? ”

“… yes.” He nodded in his trance before returning to God, coughing and looking around as if looking at the scenery.

Yuan Bington laughed. She wasn't the only one who couldn't resist Luoding's charm. She took the first two steps and poked a bean sandbag at him with chopsticks: "Eat one. The action will have to replenish the energy later. In more than ten minutes, so much dry food won't be indigestible. ”

Rodin acutely felt that his attitude towards him was softer than it had been in the morning, and he said thank you in a quiet way, chewing slowly.

He kept his mouth shut while eating and chewed fast and focused, as if facing food in his hands with a very pious attitude.

Yuan Bing only felt like spinning for a while. Even the other hamster looked lovely eating each other. Su's legs were soft and sour.

Duan Shubo stared at the scene against the camera stand, wrapped his hands around his chest and smiled at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were as far away as the abyss.

“How do you feel? Can you get used to it?” The staff put the suit on to Rodin, tighten his thighs, and then put his long robe foot down, "take a look two steps.” Rodin was the first shooting martial arts, and everyone cared about him subconsciously. After all, Via, this thing is not acceptable to everyone. To support the weight of the entire body, there is something wrong with tightening. After hanging in the middle of the sky, it will cause blood loss. Legs and feet are numb or small, and fainting is not impossible.

The place to protect the rope is a little subtle, and Rodin's balls hurt for a while, but he knows it's normal.

Shooting is tough, especially where you need stunts, and you have to get all sorts of connected moves in place without finding them in the middle of the sky, and the difficulty is not ordinary.

The staff stared at him, apparently trying to explain this mystery to him when he asked, Rodin smiled slightly: “It's good, if something is wrong, come down and debug it later. ”

A smile came from the side.

When he turned his head, he saw that Xiubo was opening his hands and revealing his waist, leaving him to wear protective rope. Seeing Rodin discovered herself, Duanxiu Bosso's sexual light looked back: “You don't have to be nervous, it's normal to be a little uncomfortable. Don't pursue no NG too much for a while, and don't stress too much. This way of filming NG is normal. ”

Knowing that Duan Shubo was comforting himself in the first hanging of Weiya's play, Rodin did not ignore the good, and gave him a grateful smile.

Duan Xiubo seemed to be inspired by something. Staring at his smile made him solemn.

For the first time, José walked out of the director's table and into the studio when they were all ready and everyone in the crew began to wait.

He approached Rodin and patted him on the shoulder very seriously: "Don't put too much pressure on it.” There are many uncertainties about this play and the likelihood of injury is high. The last artist was too aggressive to do anything wrong when filming the show. Although this is why he encountered Rodin, who is more suitable for the show than the other party, but who has invested too much hope in Rodin, he is inevitably also worried that the other party will push himself out of trouble because of too much psychological stress.

King Huo Yan can actually comfort people. This is the first time in Pangu's history. By another nature, José is no different from a perverted scientist who seeks higher evolutionary cruelty, live cesarean animals, or even humans, by inducing or even intimidating the actor to feel the emotions of the character into the role state, and whether the actor would have any negative effects as a result has never been something he seemed worried about.

Side by side Hub dropped his eyes and quietly hooked the corner of his mouth. José was so tolerant, I'm afraid, because Rodin had been found to have far more value to extract than he expected. The status quo in all walks of life is similar, and those who are truly capable are sacrificed everywhere.

Slowly slicing open the field notepad, he condensed his breath, slowly converged his tender expression, and his cooling eyes fell on Rodin, clearly finding that the other party was also quickly adjusting his state.

Along with Huo Xie's sentence “Start”, the pressure at the waist leg suddenly increased, feet instantly off the ground, section Huibo gripped the sword in his hand and maintained the balance to make a light action.

The next second, he felt his face brushed gently by something, and before he could see what it was, Rodin approached him with a thunder that was too fast to cover his ears.

With a smile and disdain, he gathered so close, Duan Huobo could almost see the marks of makeup on his face, not too thick a makeup that made young people look completely out of their everyday fresh teenagers into a man full of evil, a line apart, is the difference between a heartbeat and a heartbeat.

Duan Huibo breathed a nitrogen, and instantly crossed the slender hand that touched Yuan Ice's hair and face, his eyebrows wrinkled again.

Rodin's proximity is just for a moment, the machine will hang them apart and away, there are too many uncertainties at height, in fact, many times it is up to two people to play by implicit self.

José stared at the young man on the monitor with a shock.

Actually, to be honest, he was ready for the show one afternoon before that. Nothing else, many veterans may not be able to master the Via play, and it's really hard to force a new person to make contact with a movie. The other side may not even know where all the seats are, and the half-space operation is much more difficult than stepping on the ground, and he is not unreasonable, though harsh. It is precisely because he understands too much the difficulty of the scene that he will go to the wilderness to take the initiative to comfort Rodin without being too nervous. In his view, Rodin was really good enough, and some psychological pressure was unnecessary for him to carry it unnecessarily.

But he didn't realize until now that Rodin could surprise him, I'm afraid, more than he could possibly do.

The assistants and assistants beside each other face to face, obviously the steady play of Rodin also made them feel incredible. During the shooting, no one dared to talk casually, but the eyes on the field seemed to be full of admiration.

In their view, Rodin was able to achieve such good results in the first high-altitude play, necessarily because of the many exercises he practiced downstage. Javier's bitterness is not something ordinary people can tolerate. He looks like a drifter on camera, but the actors in reality can hide. Artists like Rodin, who are talented and willing to work hard to improve their experience, are respected wherever they go.

Duan Xiubo felt like he had returned to the dance floor on the day of Ji Jia and the banquet. The lights were dim, and only the empty center court gathered a bunch of lights. All his attention was compelled to focus on the man who could only stand in the light. The air fields collide with each other, without holding, fierce and fierce, like a battle of prairie lions, sword drawn crossbows.

Seriously, Rodin, there is a powerful atmosphere that is difficult to ignore, whereas those who never fall into the wind try to overwhelm each other with a stronger atmosphere.

On the touch, both of them move neatly. King Guangling's black and red staggered sleeves flickered halfway across Mu Qiu's turquoise dress, as if a gaming beauty was using her own fine white soft sheet to dial Xiaohui Liu.

Mu Qi frowned, seemed to be unfamiliar with the other party's shady temperament, worried about the safety of the jade smoke, and drank aloud: “Shemale! Hand over the cigarette girl! ”

King Guangling heard the other party's name, his eyes slapped hard, his eyes suddenly became fierce: “What do you call me?! ”

Mu Qi can't argue, has no culture, cursing people can only stew ginseng rooster soup. At first glance, the King Guangling was actually provoked by this phrase. He actually repeated it all over and over: “demon! What are you not a demon? ”

King Guangling squeezed his beautiful eyes and stared at each other, holding his thin fingers tightly against the sword filled with gorgeous gems on his hands, then suddenly pulled up his lip corner to reveal a glorious smile: “That's the attitude, you still want to find Yusheng cigarette? ”

Mu Qiu was poked in the soft ribs and immediately asked, “What have you done to her?! ”

King Guangling sneered, unanswered, and the sword dashed straight towards Mu Hui.

Mu Gui, worried about the safety of Yusheng's cigarette, dared not provoke him any more. He could only avoid trying to make the other party stop. “I was wrong. I shouldn't have called you that. Tell me what you did to Miss Cigarette! ”

The eyes of the King of Guangling grew colder and colder. The slightly curvy corners of his eyes swept across the waves. The corners of his mouth carried some cruel smiles, and the offense intensified: “Guess what! ”

Mu Gui was stirred up by this irrational man in a hurry and chaos, and finally he couldn't bear to start fighting back, but he didn't dare to really get hurt by two defeats, so he kept trying to subdue each other.

The two men's martial arts were no different, the forces were equal, and several rounds of victory and loss were not separated. At last, Mu finally looked at a chance, and the weapons of the King Guangling would be beaten away with a sword blade. Then, he quickly grabbed the wrist of the King and turned his back in his arms.

King Guangling laughed furiously and tried to struggle but couldn't do anything. Instead, he was taken from the sky to the ground and crushed under him.

“Let go of me! Motherfucker! ”

“What have you done with the cigarette girl!? ”

Guangling Wang Qi's eyes were all red, and his expression was disgraceful and humiliating: “Kill! Kill!”

When a muscle came home, he glared at him: "You demon! ”

“What did you call me?!?!” The King of Guangling suddenly turned his head and stared at each other fiercely from the corner of his eyes. He was very angry. The beautiful five officials were no less than a miserable woman, and let him stand still as he stood at close range in the face of his return.

That distraction gave the King Guangling a chance to ride. He raised his head and hit Mu Gui's face hard with his back brain. Lifting up and turning around while Mu Gui was hiding, he hit the other side's abdomen with his elbow tip, while traveling through the clouds and waters to fly up and try to leave without paying any attention. Mu was shocked and quickly grabbed the sword beside him under his ribs and chased him up.

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“Cut!” was so much of the scene that José even stopped shouting. The sword-breaking atmosphere and shooting plot just now blended wonderfully, too smooth and too explosive, he couldn't help but have the urge to keep shooting in this state.

The machine stopped and had been lifted in the middle of the sky, Rodin slowly falling back to the ground, his feet sitting softly on the ground.

The surrounding people stood still and quickly returned to the divine circle. Until they realized that there were so many people besides themselves rushing over, they were still slightly surprised. The treatment of the stars with the moon has always been only owned by such big figures as Xiubo and Yuan Bing.

Even José left the director's chair, walking this way with concern, and Xiubo quickly untied his protective cord and tried to squeeze it into the crowd. Some sensitive people quickly touched the key to the problem and looked back at Rodin with more solemnity.

This young man's place in the crew is no longer just an ordinary character.

Viale's skin was sore, and Duan Huibo's eyebrows were wrinkled together, but not entirely for physical torture.

When Rodin just landed, the whole person could see that there was something wrong with his leg or something. He hung it for so long. After entering the show, he didn't know if he had left his hands on each other. If he was injured, it would be bad.

and…

He remembers the marks on his fingertips when he grabbed Rodin's wrist earlier that he felt different from normal skin...

Why are there so obvious scars in such a delicate position? And it's still that big and thin, which makes him think a little bit.

“What's wrong? What's wrong?” Leaving aside the fox suspicion in his brain for a moment, he opened the crowd to the center and saw Rodin grinning his teeth and holding his legs painfully in the middle of the empty space, suddenly shocked. His subconscious half kneeled and approached each other with concern, reaching out his hand to hold each other's back, but he was shrinking and afraid to touch each other's wounds. After him, José squatted down.

“...” Rodin covered his legs and looked at some strange people who had gathered around him for a whole circle, "What's wrong? ”

“What's wrong with you!” Duan Shubo's face was full of gentleness, staring at him and asking, “Did his leg fall? Were you torn apart by Via? Does your bone hurt? Should we call an ambulance? ”

“No... where is it so serious...” Luo Ding's agitation made Luo Ding rarely feel weak: “I'm just numb in the legs.” After hanging for so long, his legs were numb, it was an intolerable torment to stick a needle in his nerves, and it was already difficult for him to bear to change his face until Khochek shouted a card.

Duan Shu Bo silently retracted the arm that was already close to the other person's back: “…”

José: “…”

Yuan Bing: “…"

"“ … "

Huh.

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And thank you to all of you, Tuhou, for collectively buying Yuanzi's ticket to the Cake. The time really passed quickly, and he spent more than two years in Jinjiang at a glance. I have never dared to imagine being able to get to know you, relieve your annoyance with words and see so many people bless my birthday.

Bow - Thank you for your kind love, from the pen to the time you can write a sentence smoothly, it is your tolerance and love that shapes me today.

Send a pink punch to everyone.

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