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One thousand and thirty-one talk about it, Mo Jiu(2/2)

The other side.

Bo Jiu was already sitting in the dressing room, looking down at the small script written temporarily in his hand, thinking about how to escape the conversation with the great god tonight.

However, it is a bit difficult for the makeup artist to start with.

The eyelashes are so dark and long, so there is no need to draw them at all.

You can draw a little eyeliner to enhance the depth of your facial features.

This will be more in line with the characters in the small script.

But the rest... the makeup artist touched the boy's smooth and fair face and sincerely praised him: "The skin is so good, there is no need to apply foundation."

Just this face, applying too much stuff will destroy its original beauty.

Like now, bringing out some eyeliner is really like the protagonist who only appears in Korean dramas.

The Chinese director couldn't wait and asked Bo Jiu: "Have you found the feeling?"

When Bo Jiu got the script, he didn't know what to say, as the above description was a hacker.

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

When the Chinese director saw the boy not talking, he thought he was a little nervous because he had never been in contact with this industry. He softened his tone and said, "Don't worry too much, it's better to be more natural. Even if you can't find the feeling, your face will feel very touched."

"Come on, stand back." The Chinese director walked aside, asking everyone to give up the open space, picked up the horn, and shouted with bright eyes: "All crews are ready! Act 1, Action!"

With a swish.

The lights in the studio were basically dimmed.

This is the layout of a billiards hall.

The light that was shot down again was a little 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 standing tall and standing tall.

He stood there casually, with a notebook in front of him, as if he was a little bored. He hooked his index finger and opened the can, and for some reason the corner of his mouth just hooked it.

The girls watched from the side, and they were crazy.

"I only now understand why everyone says that Young Master Qin is the stunning beauty in Jiangcheng. This is so handsome. I really envy Mr. Qin's girlfriend in the future, who can face such a face every day!"

"And also have a figure, Young Master Qin is just a walking clothes hanger!"

"Ahhhh, I can't do it anymore, my nose bleeding is about to flow out."

The reason why the girl said this is because when Qin Mo was about to raise his head and take a sip of cold beer, his eyes looked towards the door because they saw something.

When I looked at it this way, the camera also pulled over there.

A boy walked up to the door, wearing a black windbreaker, probably when he was about to get out of here. Because he was a little thin, he had a black mask, his eyes were very dark and shiny. He seemed to have drawn it with a line pen, with black and white, and he grabbed the entire shot in an instant.

At this time, Yi Sihuo was also there.

He was also a person in there, playing with a black tablet in his hand, and looking at the boy walking towards him. He was originally trying to show a very indifferent person, but in order to add a show to him, Yi Sihuo blocked Bo Jiu and was quite cold: "I heard that you have good skills, just play a ball?"

This is a temporary change of lines, but the scene really doesn't get any mistakes, so the Chinese director did not call for a pause either.

I guess when she saw Bo Jiu coming in, she had forgotten that the other party was not an actor and just wanted to continue filming.

Bo Jiu also had a big black mask on his face, and his hands were inserted into his windbreaker pocket. He didn't even look at Yi Sihuo. He said the words "No interest" through the mask. In the eyes of the Chinese director, he seemed to be very good at reading it. He also had the performance of the boy, and he felt that the character she wanted to create was more in line with the character she wanted to create than what she gave, and he was simply playing this role alive!

Yi Sihuo never expected that the waste would perform like this under the camera.

I originally wanted to use my temporary acting skills to make the other party speechless when shooting an advertisement. It is best to have more NGs, the better.

But the current situation is that because the boy answered like that, the camera directly passed by him and only placed on the boy.

Anyone who knows a little acting skills knows that Yi Sihuo is being suppressed by someone and is still very, very cruel.

However, this is not Bo Jiu's fault.

She wasn't very interested in this person at first.

What's more, he changed his lines temporarily.

Whatever Bo Jiu does is a natural reaction.

After all, she knew very well that the person she really wanted to face was the great god standing next to the billiards hall.

In the camera, the boy had already crossed Yi Sihuo, put the thin notebook sandwiched in the center of his arm on the desktop, and then typed it.

Bo Jiu's hand speed has always come fast.
Chapter completed!
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