Global Movie Emperor

"Brother Le, just now the director said... let me go directly to the crew to report tomorrow."

"Pfft! What are you talking about?"

Seeing that they had finished work, Liu Le went outside to smoke a cigarette and bought a bottle of iced black tea. After hearing Lu Ze's words, Liu Le squirted out the iced black tea, with surprise written all over his face.

"He said he asked me to come to the door of the crew at 5:30 tomorrow morning, and said he wanted me to follow the show..."

Liu Le carefully sized Lu Ze's eyes, then he patted Lu Ze on the shoulder with a smile, and said with a smile: "You are really lucky, I didn't introduce the special type to you, and I just resisted the grenade. It’s really amazing that you can meet a noble person!”

lucky? Lu Ze doesn't think so. If he didn't finish the course of standing position last night, then this so-called "blessing" wouldn't fall on him. The director found out, which only shows that the director has a pair of pretty powerful eyes.

But Lu Ze wouldn't say that, just smirked, and then continued Liu Le's words: "Brother Le, you are my nobleman, aren't you? If you didn't do such a job for me, I wouldn't have died."

After hearing this, Liu Le laughed, patted Lu Ze on the shoulder, shook his head and didn't mention it again. He was middle-aged in Hengdian, a place full of monsters and monsters, and he had given up his liking for flattery a long time ago. Besides, Lu Ze is a brat, and his flattery is not that brilliant.

"Okay, okay, there is still a job you can do in the afternoon, do you plan to go home or continue?"

"I'd better go home and rest. After running in the trenches for so long today, I'm exhausted. I drank too much last night and my head was buzzing. I'll go back and rest for a long time."

Lu Ze rejected Liu Le, waved goodbye to Liu Le, and then strode home beamingly.

But after walking for a while, Lu Ze rolled his eyes and suddenly saw Yang Dan. At this time, Yang Dan was standing across the road, as if he was also waiting for the scene, but his expression was a little unhappy.

Lu Ze didn't want to approach people when they were in a bad mood, so he decided not to say hello, but kept his eyes on Yang Dan, until Yang Dao seemed to find something, turned his head, and talked to Lu Ze. We looked at each other.

Both of them saw each other, and it would be bad if they didn't say hello, so Lu Ze waved to Yang Dan and shouted, "Sister Dan is waiting for work?"

Yang Dan forced a smile, how long has she been waiting at the gate of the film and television city? It will take at least a year or two. This time I gritted my teeth and came out because of the pressure of life. To put it bluntly, I was forced by money.

Because she hasn't waited for work for a long time, she is a little shy, for fear of being recognized by acquaintances, especially the "sisters and sisters" she met in Er Fatzi's prestige group, she is afraid of being ridiculed and ridiculed.

Not only is it good for men, but also for women.

When she met Lu Ze, she was still a little unnatural. Although the two knew each other very well, it caused her some psychological gap.

"You can't trust anyone who is a girl in Hengdian, because there is no guarantee that someone who is particularly good to her will be better than you, and they will immediately turn on you and step on you."

This sentence was said by Yang Dan from a "female senior" who shared the rent before she moved. After she finished speaking, she left, saying that she was going home, and never came again.

"Are you busy, Miss Dan?"

"Hmm? Mmm... Mmm."

Recalling the previous memory, Yang Dan was a little dazed. After hearing Lu Ze's words, he didn't react for a while, and then nodded in a panic.

"I'm done, so I'll go first?"

"Oh... good! Then you go home and be careful."

Seeing Lu Ze's leaving figure, Yang Dan heaved a sigh of relief, but he still pushed down the brim of his hat, and glared at those who looked at his chest, as if he had never seen a woman before.

 …

Throwing the satchel on the side of the kang, Lu Ze took a basin of water and wiped his body. The smell was still there, and Lu Ze felt like throwing up.

I lit the gas tank, boiled a pot of hot water, and cooked two bags of instant noodles plus a chicken sausage. Because I don't like soup and it has a heavy mouth, the soup is a bit small and sticks to the pot.

After eating and cleaning the dishes, Lu Ze went back to the room and lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling, he was already lost in thought.

Today is something to be happy about, because this is the first time he has been left by the director to play tricks with the group since he became a group performer. This kind of opportunity is hard to find, and it is very rare for group performances.

For the first time, he tasted the sweetness brought to him by the system. The opportunity that he probably would never get is now just right on his head, but when will it take? Just two nights, or just one night!

Lu Ze didn't use the simulation course for the elderly, so it's no problem for one night.

Such high efficiency and high speed fascinated him even more, and he still wanted to learn! Learn more!

"It is detected that the host is resting, and the time is daytime. Do you want to enter teaching mode?"

"yes."

After falling asleep instantly, a white light flashed across Lu Ze and came to the system space. Looking at so many courses in front of him, there was a kind of greed in his eyes, and he wanted to do better.

Tomorrow's filming is an anti-Japanese drama, and there will always be a few lines with the crew, so Lu Ze turned his attention to the "Script Understanding and Line Dialogue Training Course".

Different from the standing training, as soon as he entered the scene, Lu Ze saw a desk surrounded by bookshelves. He picked up a stack of bound papers and put them on the desk. Lu Ze saw that it was actually The script, he had seen this play before.

Flipping through, Lu Ze was stunned again. In a thick stack of scripts, almost all of them were blank pages, only five or six pages had words on them, the background of the story, the character of the protagonist, and the lines.

"In the first stage, ask the host to watch the script in his hand, and then take the pen on the table and write on the cover of the script the mood and tone that should be used at this time."

"What about your mood and tone..."

Lu Ze looked at the script for a while. He seemed to have a little impression of the lines. The original protagonist should be very angry and then roared out, so he picked up the pen on the desk and wrote six words on the cover.

"Anger, unwillingness, roaring."

"Snapped!"

Without further ado, the system came up with a whip, and the burning pain made Lu Ze know that he was wrong at the first time. His brain was running wildly because of the fear of pain. Now he doesn't want to complain about "this is what the protagonist has acted". Yes, everyone in the mixed crew knows that sometimes due to the limitation of the protagonist's acting skills, the director can only ask the protagonist to express in a different way. It's not uncommon for this kind of thing to happen.

Therefore, even if he encounters a play he is familiar with, he still has to think carefully about it, and immerse himself in it to understand how these few lines should be acted according to the scriptwriter's ideas, or according to the most realistic mood and tone.

"You are betraying me! Because you keep saying you love me! But you are fooling around with this man! Is this what you mean by love? Then tell me! Where is your love?"

Looking at this line, Lu Ze thought for a while, and kept muttering: "Where...where...how should I say this... "

Lu Ze picked up the pen hesitantly, crossed out the six words written last time on the cover with trembling hands, and then re-wrote: "Unwilling, sad, crazy, cynicism."

"Snapped!"

"Madness, envy, hatred, rant."

"Snapped!"

After writing about a dozen times and being whipped a dozen times, Lu Ze took a deep breath and straightened his back, then scribbled on a small place on the cover.

"Indifference on the surface, madness on the inside, unwillingness, and hatred."

The whip never came again.

"...."