MTL - Attack Stream of Life-Chapter 162

Director Wang is a famous TV drama director and rarely misses. Therefore, in the dramas he made, investors have always been generous with money. Even if it is a transformational work, a lot of businessmen will come here waving banknotes, for fear that Director Wang will not accept them.

There is no need to worry about props, makeup and clothing.

Qingchuan reported the measurements a few days ago. His clothes are all made to fit the body, and the materials are not bad. Because he is a prostitute who loves to walk on the streets, his clothes are also a little exaggerated, not to mention wearing gold embroidered silver, and embellished with pearls and jade.

There is a test installation photo before the filming, and it will be posted on the Internet before the TV series is released.

The director is not worried about anything else, but the sixth male.

You must know that the role of Xiao Shizi seems to be low in weight, but he is actually quite a complicated person, not as simple as it seems.

Although the little prince does not have much influence on the main plot, this person is to a certain extent the epitome of the ups and downs of the dynasty's power. If he plays it well, Xiao Shizi will definitely be a very good character in the whole play.

He directly clicked on Qingchuan that day, because Qingchuan had the kind of isolation he wanted.

This innate quality is sometimes more important than the acquired acting skills. If you have good acting skills, it depends on who you are playing. Director Wang asked you to become that character. You both have a certain trait in common, and then you enter the play with affection.

If the little prince was less innocent and lonely, he would become a very mediocre character. This is what Director Wang absolutely does not want to see. He got the script at that time, and his favorite was not the hero and heroine, but the male No. 6 who didn't play much.

The little prince in the script is a fragile golden glass cup, and he wants to shoot this feeling.

In the morning, it is all men's fittings, in the order of male one, two males, and three males. If the styling is ok, go to the next door to take a photo of the makeup and post it together.

Qingchuan's skin is fair and good, so the makeup artist just touched it up a little. The stylist had a different opinion. He asked Qingchuan to leave two instant noodle bangs. If it weren't for the good looks, I really couldn't stand this fluttering bangs.

As soon as he pushed the wheelchair out, Director Wang's eyes lit up.

The body is covered with jewels, but she is firmly pressed by a pair of affectionate eyes. He looks like he is smiling and ready to talk, and he is faintly majestic and noble.

The most rare thing is the loneliness behind the wanton smile.

Dao Wang saw the shadow of a certain actor in him.

The actor is best at finding the emotional point of human nature in exaggerated laughter and scolding. You see it as joy at first, then it is sad, and the third time you see it mixed with joy and sorrow. The same role, the same dialogue action, he has the ability to show the complexity in his heart, and he is a talented player with both talent and hard work.

It's just a fitting, and it can be seen that Qingchuan has thoroughly understood the role. Only when you understand it thoroughly can you perform a person's flesh and blood and complexities. After eating it thoroughly, there is drama in the eyes.

Director Wang doesn't know if his acting skills have been honed in the past two years. If it is, then it has fallen a big somersault in the past two years, which is really the right one.

The director did not express his liking and praise. The young actors still have to press and continue to learn. This is the idea of ​​their older generation, setback-style education, like to find shortcomings, not easy to praise.

"Well, that's it."

The cameraman who took the makeup photo couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a handsome little prince. As soon as your makeup photo comes out, those young girls won't be fascinated by you? "He did it from the perspective of pure beauty and didn't think so deeply.

Other actors felt a little sense of crisis. They thought Qingchuan could only fight for color, but he didn't expect that he could also fight with his acting skills. When the hearts of other actors are raised, it will be fun if they are beaten by this former traffic in the future.

In the end, it is right to have a sense of crisis.

Being taught by old actors, Qingchuan is now taking a little bit of acting. He can let go of a powerful group like a man, a man and a second. Crush these seniors and save face.

However, for these self-proclaimed powerful people, even if they are not completely crushed, it is enough to be crushed.

Because for a long time, they thought they were a powerful group. Qingchuan looked like an idol group. As a result, this idol group was a mudslide, and what he showed was not the level of idol drama at all.

It's too much, what about the idol pie?

The happiest director is the director. When he encounters that kind of elm head, he has to continue to talk about the drama. He has to demonstrate in person. Get a mouthful of blood. When you meet Qingchuan, you will be more relieved. Even if you can’t do it right for a while, you can say it once and then the second time. It has high comprehension and strong execution.

"Either you don't listen to what I say below, take the money and leave, or you listen and it enters your ear, and no one's mouth is allowed out. If I hear it outside, no matter what Where did it come from, just look for you. At that time, it will be up to you whether to cut the neck or chop off the leg."

Xiao Shizi's face was innocent, but he was very imposing. There was a row of strong men behind him. In his words, he didn't look at the "internal minister" in his eyes, how arrogant and domineering.

The people who were stared at responded, "But according to the prince's instructions."

"Card!"

Qingchuan immediately stood up from the wheelchair and went to the side to enjoy the shade under the shade of a tree. He does not have an assistant, but every time he comes, he is fully prepared. A small fan, folding stool, water bottle, mosquito repellent, facial tissue, etc. are all complete.

At this moment, I opened the folding stool, held a small fan in my hand, and the cool breeze was blowing.

The shirt can squeeze out half a catty of water.

Qingchuan is also very particular. She didn't even take off her boots, she just fanned one fan. Others took off their pants and skirts as soon as they got off the field, and there were all kinds of ice packs and herbal teas beside them.

This is the last scene of the day. The little prince instigated a gang of men to use a sack to wrap the traitor's godson and break his leg. Not because of justice, but simply because the unwinnous godson robbed him of the good horse he liked and paid a deposit.

A man like Xiao Shizi who has been walking sideways since he was a child is the most powerful **** he is not afraid at all, so when it comes to interrupting the other party's legs to **** his son, it is natural to be careless manner.

A person who kills a little bug will never come to a ceremony very solemnly. This is the same reason.

Of course, this is Qingchuan's own understanding.

There is only this passage in the script. The expressions and movements are roughly written, but not detailed, giving the actors a lot of room for manipulation. A good actor can show his own charm even if he is unkempt and has three bad views.

Director Wang doesn't like actors changing plays, but this kind of blank operation space is still given.

What's more, Qingchuan's performance is so good, the little prince who has not experienced the hardships of society, except for his background and legs, his life can be said to be smooth sailing. Looking arrogant, he is actually naive. Even if he shouted that he was going to sleep with a little beauty, he couldn't be bothered.

Actually, Qingchuan is still a little bit worse now. When will he be able to play beggars on the roadside to make people fascinated, and he doesn't care about his appearance.

Qingchuan went backstage to remove his makeup, put on a T-shirt, light blue jeans, and a pair of white shoes. He was particularly youthful and energetic. At first glance, he looked like he should be vigorous at this age.

He came out of the room, said goodbye to the others, packed his things into the push-pull box, and left here.

The car was called now. The driver saw him pulling a suitcase, wearing a baseball bat, and waving by the roadside. He thought it was a tourist. the hotel.

This is a film and television city, a shooting base, and a tourist destination. Fortunately, I was going back to the hotel. If I went to the studio, the driver saw that he was walking through the channel dedicated to the crew, and there was a Confusion Curse.

The driver knew that he was a staff member, and he had to ask a few questions about the crew, which was easy to make mistakes.

It seems that they are all in one place, but it is not easy for tourists to meet the crew and stars of the filming.

The tourists who play and the filming crew seem to be separated by a wall. In fact, they are blocked on all sides. The entrances and exits of the two sides are completely in two directions, and they do not know each other's existence.

So can we meet? Yes, depending on luck. Actors also have to eat and go shopping to get some air. Maybe they happened to meet them when they were shopping while eating. Like the last time Lu Yuan went out for a walk looking for food, it was an example.

Because of personal promotion needs or crew promotion needs, the actors will also come out for a turn, and this kind of time is also very easy to encounter.

Qingchuan went back to the hotel to take a shower and came to the restaurant on the top floor refreshed.

Bar.

He was wearing a gray baseball cap, an ordinary printed black T-shirt, dark blue jeans, white shoes, and a backpack, looking like a tourist. There are embroidery patterns on the hat, which is a Confusion Charm. Others will only think that this young man is very energetic and will not be associated with Xia Yueming.

The restaurant on the top floor is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling mirrors, and outside is the panoramic view of the film and television city. Because of the high terrain, the view from the outside is excellent.

This is the most prosperous and lively commercial area. It has not yet darkened, but the lights have already turned on. Qingchuan saw several yellow tourist buses approaching, dropped a group of tourists at the station entrance, and picked up a group of tourists. Looking from his direction, it looks like a small ant.

He took a few glances, and a waiter came over, "Hello sir, how many?" This place is a waiter who is younger and more beautiful than the outside, I don't know if it's a part-time trick or looking forward to an adventure dream catcher.

"One."

There were not many people at the moment, so he found a seat by the window. The seats here are separated by low walls and flowers and trees, so no one can be seen, but the voice on the other end can be heard.

He has finished ordering, and now he is sitting and playing with his mobile phone for a while, but suddenly he feels the breath of magic fluctuations.

This is so interesting, he has been here for so long, it is the first time he feels this supernatural power, and the first time he encounters a warlock in this world. A magic barrier appeared next door, Qingchuan was very curious to open a little barrier, and wanted to know what was going on there.

I heard the person over there lowered their voice and said: "Sister, please help me. Ms. Huang doesn't believe me now, and won't even answer the phone. There was a major disaster on that plane, how could there be nothing at all?"

Another girl's voice sounded, very sweet, but her tone was cold and unrelated, "Isn't it a good thing that the plane didn't have an accident? You should just throw money and pray for others."

The first female voice choked, "You know what I mean."

"No, I don't know."

The first female voice choked again and said: "Now I have said everything, if it doesn't work, it will ruin the reputation of our sect and the reputation of our master."

"Don't." The indifference of the second female voice was more obvious than before, "You are you, I am me, and my sisters don't even sit together anymore, we are plastic seniors and sisters. Come on. Besides, didn't you go very dashingly back then? You won't come back to ask for help if you are killed. Oh, I still hear it, how could I have the heart to let you break the vow of the day? It hurts to be slapped in the face, right? ?"

"Sister—"

"My sister is not easy to use. If you really feel bad for me, consciously find a hidden corner to wipe your neck, lest I have to clean the door."

"Senior sister, are you really not helping?" The girl who spoke first was anxious.

"Help? Go back and I'll check who you're going to kill this time. The person you want to kill, I'll help you, do business at a loss, and don't want a penny."

"Okay! You're ruthless!"

Then the previous barrier was put away, I heard the voice of someone hurriedly pushing away from the chair next door, and the calm girl asked the waiter to order food.

, a portion of crab stuffed with oranges..." I ordered a thousand or two thousand dishes at a time.

That junior sister is probably going to be **** off?

The warlocks of this world can actually count that the plane will have an accident?

Qing Chuan touched his chin, he was suddenly full of curiosity about the power system in this world, and wanted to find someone to observe and learn. But after being here for so long, I haven't heard of anyone with such magical powers. Most people see it as superstition and myth.

Probably they and ordinary people, well water does not make river water?

I don't know how the supernatural power system of this world is different from the magical world and the previous demon world?

The waiter had already left with the menu, Qing Chuan thought about it, stood up and walked over, with his back to the others, and reached out to touch the brim of his hat to temporarily eliminate the effect of the confusion technique. It is very easy to meet a person in the industry, and the opportunity is not to be missed.

"Hello Miss."

The other party stared at him blankly, not as if he had discovered his identity, but as if he saw an alien disguised as a human being among the crowd.

"Hello?" Qing Chuan asked again.

"Ah?...Oh." She regained her senses, wiped her eyes, and looked at Qing Chuan again, "You are, Xia Yueming?" It was only now that she recognized him.

So what did you see look like a ghost?

Qing Chuan couldn't help touching his face, nothing unusual.

This lady has a very classical appearance, with willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and lips like a cherry. But his temperament is very cold, and his mouth is even more agile.

In addition to being beautiful, Qingchuan doesn't see anything special.

If he didn't feel the spell, Qing Chuan was not sure that he was the owner of extraordinary power, the warlock of this world. She looks no different from ordinary people, unlike the monks and demon slayers encountered in the world of demons, the 'qi' on her body is different.

Qingchuan is really curious about their power system, how they practice cultivation, and how do they predict good and bad luck?

I know what time it is, so I still have the cheek to interrupt." Qing Chuan said straight to the point.

The woman was stunned, "No, you're welcome." She took out her phone and exchanged numbers neatly.

"What's your name, miss?"

"My surname is Lin Ruyi."

"Miss Lin, let's get back to you."

Because the dishes ordered by Qingchuan had already been delivered, the two of them said a few words and then dispersed. He sat back in his seat, feeling the woman over there fidgeting a little. What did she see just now, that expression?

Qingchuan ordered less and ate fast. He finished eating and left, Lin Ruyi was still waiting for the last Buddha jumps over the wall.

Ten minutes later, Buddha Jumps over the Wall also came.

There were people sitting in front of and behind her, and it was time for dinner. Many of them were tourists who had just returned from playing. There were couples and families. It was lively and very alone. few.

Lin Ruyi took out a charm, pressed it on the table, then picked up the phone and pressed a certain number.

This spell is used to isolate the sound. I used it just once. It stands to reason that others can't hear the conversation of their seniors and sisters, and she doesn't know why it will fail here in Qingchuan.

Now she suspects that Qingchuan is not human.

"Hello? Have you received your younger brother?" A middle-aged and elderly voice came from there.

"Pick up a ghost, I'm very busy, can't Didi take a taxi?" Lin Ruyi looks quiet and elegant, but in fact has a bad temper. It's a cheap mouth, "By the way, master, I just discovered a person. The 'anger' on his body is very strange."

"Meet the same door?" There was a guess.

"No. Didn't you tell me, the son of heaven, the qi has five colors. The great meritorious person wears golden light. The emperor's qi can transform into dragons and tigers. gas."

"Yes, that's right."

Lin Ruyi's lips trembled, recalling the fear of being stabbed in her eyes just now:

"The person I saw just now had five colors of energy, a thousand different shapes, a dragon and a tiger, a thousand auspicious spirits, surrounded by golden light, as if it were real. If it wasn't for me to block it immediately' Lingmu', I'm afraid my eyes will be stabbed blind."

It was like a sun light shining directly into the eyes in the dark.

Thinking of the shock at the moment just now, her mouth moved, and she said with some difficulty, "Master, shouldn't I meet an immortal immortal?"

The other side was also silent, "You read that right?"

"I can't read it wrong, my eyes are going to be stabbed blind, you said that if I want one in a thousand, what are the three shortcomings and five disadvantages? What are the fears of life?" A kind of warlock, revealing the secrets of heaven, modifying the destiny, those who break the rules, are easily targeted by heaven.

Or do more good deeds and accumulate merits, which can offset one or two.

Or like her junior sister, use some sorcery to temporarily confuse the secret.

Lin Ruyi held her face and sighed: If she has the kind of one-thousandth of merit, what are you afraid of?

"This has to be the accumulation of great merits and virtues of several generations, and the founding monarch to have this kind of 'aura'. Our sect has been passed down to modern times, and there are not many people who have passed the face, that is, I met two people. Where did you meet them? Which three or four generations are you in the imperial capital?" The master over there was a little excited.

"You may not believe it when you say it, it's a star - yes, it's the same profession as your new apprentice." The entertainment industry is really hiding dragons and crouching tigers.

"Three generations went incognito to join the entertainment industry?" No matter what, they couldn't believe that such a background would actually be reincarnated into an ordinary family. Such merit should be reincarnated to enjoy happiness. And life is smooth, whoever provokes whoever is unlucky.

"No no, I know this person, he is from a very ordinary family. Two years ago, he had an unfortunate car accident and broke his leg. The treatment suddenly plummeted and he was abandoned by the previous company. But now he's doing fine and has probably recovered."

"Impossible!" The master said decisively, "How could such a person have a car accident and break his leg? The person who hit him has almost broken his leg, so he must be killed!"

"What did I lie to you for? Oh yes, he's a little weird, my mute didn't work for him. And he came over and said he was interested in our spells and wanted to leave a contact. I exchanged numbers with him."

"Nice job!"

Lin Ruyi:…

"Master, what are you doing so happy?" People's great luck can't be carried to them, unless they use the magic of borrowing luck. However, using sorcery against this kind of person would be a hundredfold backlash, even worse.

"Silly girl, who am I happy for! Your fate! If you can become friends with this kind of person, take some luck..."

"Be a ghost friend." She rolled her eyes indecently. The master didn't say it carefully, but she understood what he meant. How can ordinary friends get lucky? Must be a partner to be recognized by Heaven.

"The parents are better than me, and looking at me is the same as looking at a wooden sculpture. You say that he has such a heart for beautiful women, either he has a sweetheart, or he has no feelings for love, or I like men. In short, there is no drama."

"That's okay, didn't they exchange contact numbers? Communicate more."

Lin Ruyi pressed her temples with her fingers. The master was too nervous about her. Last time, he said that he had a talented apprentice to introduce to her. The lucky people who have a relationship with each other make friends.

"I'm not free. You also know that the old witch, Gu Lanxin, is hurting people again. I chased her for a few months, but she always escaped. I suspect that people from their faction did it, and they have to rush to save their lives to save their merits."

"Save the world anytime, your life is the most important thing."

"Master, even so, what's the use of me looking for that lucky person?"

"Tutor, are you stupid? You just find a peach wood ornament for him to make for a month or two, and it will come out with a good magic weapon. You save a little more magic weapon, and you can block it ."

Lin Ruyi was taken aback: Oh, it makes sense.

Qingchuan, who was in the hustle and bustle of the night market, looked back thoughtfully, who was watching him just now?

This is a bit far from the hotel, but it is still within the business district. There are many B&Bs around here, and there are people who dream of becoming a star. They earn dozens of wages a day, and they don't get it every day, but for that first-line opportunity, they are still stuck here.

In this night market, there are many men and women walking around like this.

There are middle-aged and elderly people, as well as young people, beautiful, ugly and distinctive.

Halfway through the journey, the phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and took a look. It was the director of the previous online drama, and he had been missing for more than two months. I don't know what happened.

"Yueming." There came the director's tired voice.

"Hey, director, you said."

"Our web drama will premiere next month, let me tell you something."

Qingchuan was taken aback for a moment. Generally speaking, after the actors are finished filming, the editing, dubbing, soundtracking, reviewing, etc., will take at least three or four months. Modern urban dramas lack special effects, which can probably shorten the time. With the addition of online dramas, it is less difficult to pass the trial, but it is too fast.

"Director, how long have you not rested?" Don't you drive out with the team working overtime? Do you fight so hard?

The other side sighed faintly, "It's alright. You know, there is a big ip network drama premiering in a few months, we have to hurry up, otherwise we can't make a wave. Oh, right , you remember to promote it together, and our crew also has some appeal to you. I will send you the premiere time and platform. "

"You really think highly of me, okay, I'll try my best."

"Sure, let's talk. I'll go back to sleep first." After that, the phone hung up.

A few people around heard the director and couldn't help but glance at Qing Chuan.

Because of the Confusion Curse, what they saw was an unfamiliar and beautiful young man, and they thought it was a lucky one who was chosen because of his good looks, and there were inevitably traces of envy and jealousy on his face.

Everyone thinks they are Maxima, just looking forward to seeing Bole. But Bole was late, and occasionally doubted and struggled with himself. Some of them, a little older, didn't want to dream anymore, and left here.

But new people come in.

So whenever you come here, the market is always lively.

Put down the phone and Qingchuan began to worry.

Promotion?

How to promote it? He is so poor that even a propaganda team can't afford it. Do you want to draw fan comics live?

A lightning flashed across Qingchuan's mind:

Excessive poverty idols pinching doujin clay dolls online for welfare?

The author has something to say:Poverty idol, pinching baby online. (*^▽^*)