The Film Emperor Asks for Divorce Every Day

Ling Qing applauded him, "Come on!"

Zhong Huan looked at him calmly and at ease. He always felt like he had been scorned by him. He was inexplicably angry and couldn't make it out. He just wanted to hang Ling Qing in acting and teach him to be a man!

He had already memorized the lines for tomorrow's filming before, so now he just took a few glances, threw the script aside, and began to play with Ling Qing.

Seeing that his acting skills were not so natural, Ling Qing took the initiative to hand him several plays.

Slowly, under his leadership, Zhong Huan's expressions and movements gradually became natural.

When a play was over, Zhong Huan was very proud, "I did a good job."

"You really don't want much of yourself."

"You said that you have high demands on yourself."

"That's taller than you."

Ling Qing sat down on the sofa and commented, "You are too slow to enter the play, it takes a long time to enter the state, sometimes your expression is unnatural, your movements are stiff, and..."

Ling Qing asked curiously: "Did you always dub your acting before?"

"Don't you have to dub the TV series after filming?"

Zhong Huan sat down on the other side, remembering what he had just said about himself, yin and yang strange air said, "Oh, I forgot, you are a newcomer, you naturally don't understand."

"I am embarrassed to comment if I don't understand." He contemptuously said.

"Not all TV shows need to be dubbed."

Ling Qing was very calm, "Only actors whose lines are not good enough or whose voice lines don't fit the characters need dubbing."

He looked at Zhong Huan, "Your voice is good and fits well with the character, but your lines are not good enough. Although it is not great, but in many cases, the feelings are not enough. So, if you want to develop in the direction of movies in the future If you do, you'd better practice your lines."

This is what Zhong Huan didn't expect. He frowned and said puzzledly, "How come my feelings are not in place?"

"It's not that it's not in place, it's not that it's in place." Ling Qing drank, "It means that you don't have no resonance with the characters, but your resonance is not strong enough."

He thought for a while, "Let's give an example."

"That sentence,'She missed you so much', who is she? It is Zhao Anning, who you like. Why did you come to me to say this sentence? It's because you tried all the methods that are good for Zhao Anning, but, She still only has He Chaoyang in her heart, so you will be unwilling to meet He Chaoyang, but out of love for Zhao Anning, tell He Chaoyang this sentence."

"At this time, your feelings are unwilling and unwilling to admit, but you are helpless, not dry and sad. When you say this line, you don't pause, and you say this line very coherently. However, in this paragraph of the book, it says—"

"'Qiu Peng opened his mouth, suppressing the unwillingness and helplessness in his heart. His expression is difficult. It is obviously a few simple words, but it seems to be heavy.'Go and see her,' he said,'She... …'He paused, seeming to renew his courage, then he lowered his eyelashes slightly, and said in an unclear voice,'Miss you very much.'"

"This is this scene, the feelings you should show, but do you think you show them? You didn't. You only highlighted his sadness. The emotions other than sadness seem to disappear. This cannot be said to be your feelings. In place, but your feelings are not in place, you can still perform better."

Zhong Huan has never heard anyone say this to him.

He was a monk halfway through, and he didn't take any professional acting class. He just wanted to act suddenly, so he entered this circle.

The director taught him how to move, how to move and look, how to express coercion, but he never taught him how to express the character's character through lines.

After all, late dubbing is almost a convention in the circle.

Even some actors are too lazy to memorize lines, just say some lyrics or numbers when filming.

Anyway, there will be professional commercial actors in the later stage, the finished product will come out, and the audience will still hear every sentence of yours sincerely.

So this is the first time someone tells him seriously that your lines can be better.

"You still read the original?" Zhong Huan asked.

Ling Qing nodded, "I'm different from you, I'm a newcomer, I'm more idle."

Zhong Huan was in a better mood now--because of Ling Qing's sentence I was more idle.

He found himself a step from this sentence, not because he was not careful, but because he was too busy.

He really didn't read the original story. He did so much work and announced so much.

After resting, there are still so many things waiting for him. How can he have the mood and time to read a female-oriented romance novel.

So he only read the script, and felt that this was enough.

The actors in the circle are like this, they are so busy, ip adaptations are mostly just watching the script, who cares how you write it.

As for those who occasionally took advantage of attending events, deliberately pretending to inadvertently reveal the original cover, implying that fans are watching the original.

Many of them are just posing for photos, used to attract book fans and get their favor.

Who knows, after leaving the event, whether the book was taken to the foot of the table or was thrown directly into which corner to fall ashes.

It's not that all actors who appeared in ip-adapted film and television dramas do not watch the original, but most actors don't have time and are too lazy to watch it.

For them, the script is the original.

Zhong Huan didn't think there was anything in such a mentality, after all, everyone was like this.

But now, he looked at Ling Qing in front of him, feeling a little ashamed.

He thought that Ling Qing had squeezed out Chen Hongming after walking through the back door and became the male lead of the play.

I think he must be the same as the backstage guys I have seen in the past, stupid and acting, relying on someone behind him, he will behave in the crew all day long, and his acting skills are still messed up.

When he got into trouble, he asked the gold master behind him to come out and wipe his fart.

But only one day, he discovered that it was not like this.

He may indeed have a backstage, but he is more sincere and serious than any of these actors.

He had read the original story early, receded the lines, and tried to figure out the thoughts of the characters in the play.

Not only his role, but also other roles.

Therefore, he can recite the passage about Qiu Peng in the original book without blinking his eyes, and give him a reasonable analysis.

Zhong Huan thinks he is quite precious.

Not only his self-confidence in himself, but also his honesty to others.

When they practice martial arts, Ling Qing will adjust his movements because of his habitual mistakes, so as to cooperate with him, and make the whole movement look flawless.

And now, Ling Qing will also give him suggestions because of the problems in his lines, not tough, but let him know that he does have room for improvement.

Zhong Huan looked at him, as if he had just entered the circle, full of sincerity and love, and he was kind to everyone who appeared next to him.

However, time changed him, and he became more and more like those actors he didn't like before.

No more love, just treat filming as a job, no longer strive for perfection, and feel that it's almost enough.

He did not show any kindness to Ling Qing's appearance, but Ling Qing released his kindness to him.

Zhong Huan laughed unconsciously at this moment.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the other party didn't seem to be the sweet and silly newcomer he thought.

"You should see, I don't like you?" he asked.

Ling Qing smiled, "There are too many people who don't like me. You are not ranked at all."

"Really?" Zhong Huan was a little curious, "What do other people do not like you?"

"That's too much." Ling Qingman said casually, "I don't like me as handsome as I am. I don't like me smarter than him. If I don't like me, I am smarter than him. If I don't like me, I am better than him. The subject likes me, and the male god who doesn't like him has only me in his heart."

"It's mediocre to not be jealous. A person like me who is outstanding and smart and considerate doesn't like me too much."

Zhong Huan was helpless, "Could you not be so narcissistic, and praise yourself if you see the stitches."

"This is my correct understanding of me. Is there anything wrong with what I just said?"

Zhong Huan:...

Although I don't want to admit it, it does not seem to be.

Ling Qing was very proud, "Look, I'm so honest, I'm telling the truth."

Zhong Huan:...

Zhong Huan felt that he was completely unlike a rookie in this respect.

How can there be newcomers in this style of painting?Aren’t the newcomers all cute, obedient and sensible?

Like him, he can say so, not only can he say, but he doesn't care what others think.

The boss who wakes up this morning is also great, where did he get this kind of talent?

Yu Chen, who was far away at home, looked at the messages sent on his WeChat page, and felt irritated. What was going on, he sent so many WeChat messages, but Ling Qing didn't reply to one.

Fell asleep?

Then he should also tell himself before going to bed!

Yu Chen was upset and went downstairs to drink a glass of water. When passing by Ling Qing's room, he unconsciously stopped and slowly opened the door.

Total darkness.

Looking at it, Yu Chen silently took out the note Ling Qing had written to him before leaving.

He wants to visit the class.

Ling Qing guided Zhong Huan's expressions, movements and lines for a while, and then asked him to go back and look at the original work, and to read the poem recitation when he had time, and then sent him back.

Zhong Huan was puzzled, "Poem recitation?"

"Don't underestimate poem recitations. Poetry recitations must be full of emotions. When a good poem recites, you should cry when the other person says something, understand?"

Zhong Huan nodded, "Then I will rehearse with you tomorrow."

"Ok."

Ling Qing finished speaking and closed the door.

Zhong Huan scratched his head and walked back.

After walking two steps, he suddenly reacted, no, he is a senior in the entertainment industry, how come he has become a junior to guide him now?

This is too bad.

Humiliating one's reputation!

But he changed his mind. Forget it. The great educator Confucius once said: He is sensitive and easy to learn, and he is not ashamed to ask. He is not ashamed to ask.

Alas, someone like him who respects newcomers regardless of seniority is really rare!

Zhong Huan was deeply moved by himself!

Zhou Sihui heard the knock on the door and opened the door, and when he saw his artist standing outside, he was a little surprised, "What's wrong? Looking for me at night?"

"Then what, I thought about it," Zhong Huan looked at her with a righteous expression. "The second man must look like a second man. Only a vicious male partner can do things like a male lead. I am so kind. People, surely can’t do such wicked things, right?"

Zhou Sihui:...

Zhong Huan patted her shoulder, "So Sister Zhou, those drafts can be put down temporarily, we can speak with our strength. I have decided not to battle with Ling Qing!"