The Film Emperor Asks for Divorce Every Day

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Ling Qing applauded him, "Come on!"

Zhong Huan looked at him calmly and calmly, always felt like he was being criticized by him, inexplicably angry, and unable to send it out, just wanted to hang Ling Qing on acting and teach him to be a man!

He had already memorized the lines for filming tomorrow, so now after only a few glances, he threw the script aside and started playing against Ling Qing. +++ Cartino Novel Network www.NovelMTL.com

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

Slowly, under the leadership of Zhong Huan, his expression and movement gradually became natural.

When a play was over, Zhong Huan was very proud, "I'm doing well."

"You are really not demanding of yourself."

"You have the same high demands on yourself."

"That is higher than you."

Ling Qing sat down on the sofa and commented, "You are too slow to enter the theater. It takes a long time to enter the state. Sometimes the expression is very unnatural, the movement is stiff, and..."

Ling Qing curiously said: "Are you acting dubbing before acting?"

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

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

"If you don't understand, I'm sorry to comment on me," he said contemptuously.

"Not all TV series are dubbed."

Ling Qing is very calm, "Only the actors whose lines are not close to each other or whose sound lines and angles (colors) do not need to be dubbed."

He looked at Zhong Huan, "Your voice is good and fits the angle (color), but your lines are not close. Although it is not a good reading, but often the feelings are not enough. So, if you want to If the direction of the film develops, you better practice your lines."

This was Zhong Huan's unexpected thought. He frowned and puzzled, "How come my feelings are not in place?"

"It's not in place, it's not in place." Ling Qing drank, "meaning you don't have no resonance with the characters, but your resonance is not strong (qiang) strong."

He thought for a while, "Let me give you an example."

"The sentence'She misses you' so much, who is she? It is Zhao Anning, the person you like. Why did you come to me to say this sentence? It is because you tried all the good methods for Zhao Anning, but, She still has only He Chaoyang in her heart, so you will see that he is unwilling after meeting 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 it is helpless, not (dry gan) Baba's only sad emotions. When you say this line, there is no pause, and you say it very coherently. Sentence lines. However, in this paragraph of the book, it is written—"

"'Chou Peng opened his mouth, suppressing the unwillingness and helplessness in his heart. His expression is difficult, obviously a few words, but it seems to have a heavy weight,'You go to see her,' he said'she... …'He paused, and seemed to renew his courage. Then he lowered his eyes slightly, and said'I miss you very much' in a less clear voice.'"

"This is the scene, the emotions you should show, but do you think you show them? You don’t, you only highlight his sadness, and the emotions outside the sadness seem to be gone. It can’t be said that your emotions are not In place, it's just that your feelings are not in place, and you can perform better."

Zhong Huan has never heard anyone say this to him.

He became a monk halfway through, did not take a professional acting class, but just suddenly wanted to act, so he entered this circle.

The director has taught him to move, taught him movements and expressions, how to express his coercion, but he has not taught him how to express the character's personality through lines.

After all, the voice acting in the late stage is almost a conventional rule in the circle.

There are even actors who are too lazy to memorize lines and just say some lyrics or numbers while filming.

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

So this is the first time, someone seriously told him 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 is in a better mood-because of Ling Qing's sentence, I am more idle.

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

He really did not read the original book, he has so much work, so many announcements.

After resting, there are so many things waiting for him, how can he have the mood and time to read a female (sexuality) Xiang romance novel.

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

The actors in the circle are like this, so busy with their feet, most of the ip adaptations only look at the script, who cares how you write the original.

As for those who occasionally take advantage of attending the event, deliberately pretending to inadvertently (show) the cover of the original, suggesting that fans are watching the original.

Many are just posing, used to attract book fans, to get a good impression of book fans.

Who knows after he left the event, whether this book was taken by him as a footrest or thrown directly into the corner.

It's not that all the actors and actresses in the film and television series adapted from ip don't read the original works, but most actors have no time and are too lazy to watch.

For them, the script is the original.

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

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

He thought that Ling Qing had walked through the back door to squeeze out Chen Hongming and became the male lead of the play.

He felt that he must be the same as those backstage cafes he had seen in the past.

If you get into trouble, let the gold master behind him come out and wipe his farts.

But within a day, he found out that it was not the case.

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

He finished reading the original book early, finished the lines, and tried to figure out the thoughts of the characters in the play.

Not only his horn (color), but also other horns (color).

Therefore, he can recite the paragraph about Qiu Peng in the original book without blinking, and give him a rational analysis.

Zhong Huan thought he was quite commendable.

Not only his confidence in himself, but also his honesty towards others.

When they practice martial arts, Ling Qing will adjust his movements because of his wrong habits, so as to cooperate with him, so that the whole set of movements looks flawless.

Now, Ling Qing will also give him suggestions because of the problems in his lines, not (qiang) hard, but let him know that he does have room for improvement.

Zhong Huan looked at him as if he had just seen himself in the circle, full of sincerity and love, and showed kindness to everyone who appeared beside him.

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

There is no longer love, just take filming as a job, no longer strive for excellence, and feel that it is almost the same as passing by.

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

At this moment, Zhong Huan unconsciously laughed.

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

"You should be able to tell, I don't like you?" he asked.

Ling Qing smiled a little, "There are more people who don't like me. You like this can't be ranked at all."

"Really?" Zhong Huan was a little curious. "What do other people dislike you?"

"That's more." Ling Qingman said carelessly, "I don't like me who is handsome, I don't like me, he looks handsomer than him, I don't like smart, I don't like me, he's smarter, but I don't like me. The subject likes me, but the male **** who doesn't like him has me alone."

"It's mediocrity not to be jealous. People like me who are outstanding and smart and considerate don't like me too much."

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

"I know this correctly. Is there anything wrong with what I just said?"

Zhong Huan:...

Although I didn't want to admit it, it really didn't.

Ling Qing was very proud, "Look, how honest I am, I tell the truth."

Zhong Huan:...

Zhong Huan feels that he is not like a newcomer at all.

How is this new style of painting? Newcomers are not all cute and cute, obedient and sensible?

Like him, he can say so, not only can he say, but he does not care what other people think.

This morning's boss is also very powerful. Where did he find this talent?

Yu Chen, who was far from home, looked at the message posted on his page and was irritated. What happened? Ling Qing didn't reply to so many posts.

(Sleep Shui) Already?

Then he should talk to himself before (sleeping Shui)!

Distracted, Yu Chen went downstairs and drank a glass of water. When he passed Ling Qing's room, he stopped unconsciously and slowly opened the door.

Total darkness.

Yu Chen looked at it and silently took out the note that Ling Qinglin wrote to him before leaving.

He wanted to go to the class.

Ling Qing guided Zhong Huan's facial expressions and lines for a while, and then asked him to go back and read the original book. When he had time, he could also read the poem recitation, which sent him back.

Zhong Huan puzzled, "Poetry recitation?"

"Don't underestimate poetry recitation, poetry recitation should be full of emotions, good poetry recitation, you should cry when the other party says, understand?"

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

"Ok."

Ling Qing finished talking and closed the door.

Zhong Huan scratched his head and walked back.

After two steps, he suddenly reacted, right, he is the predecessor of the entertainment industry, how can he now become the younger Ling Qing to guide him?

This is too bad.

Defaming yourself!

But he thought about it for a while. Forget it, the great educator Confucius said: sensitive and easy-to-learn, not to be ashamed to ask, but he is not ashamed to ask.

Alas, it's really rare for someone like him, regardless of seniority and respect for newcomers!

Zhong Huan was deeply moved by himself!

When Zhou Sihui heard the knock on the door and opened the door, she was a little surprised when she saw her artist standing outside the door. "What's wrong? Looking for me in the big night?"

"Then what, I thought about it," Zhong Huan looked at her with a straight face, "Male second must be like male two, such things as stepping on the male master can only be done by a malicious male match, I am so kind People, certainly can’t do this kind of ethics, right?”

Zhou Sihui: ...

Zhong Huan patted her on the shoulder, "So Sister Zhou, those drafts can be put down for the time being, we will speak with our strength. I decided not to fight Ling Qing!"