MTL - I Really Can’t Act-Chapter 198

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Try to love me more than half! The stone fell to the ground and the door was smashed.

No one could have imagined that this gentle man would have the courage to take a child directly from someone who was taller than him.

When Xiao Liang saw this man coming, the crying stopped immediately.

He was mentioned in midair with a palm print on his ass.

But he still tried to reach out to Lu Anping.

"Dad, save me."

The simple four words completely broke the last hesitation in Lu Ping's heart.

These children are his.

He will raise them no matter how hard and tired he is!

Lu Pingping carried the man's fist firmly, hugged the three-year-old child tightly, and even tried to squeeze him a smile.

"Dad, you're here." Xiao Liang fluttered in Lu Ping's arms, "I knew Dad you would come."

Lu Anping hugged him tightly, as if he had embraced the world.

Behind him, the man dared not fight again.

It will kill people.

"Dad, you don't hurt, Dad." Xiao Ming quickly followed up, but he didn't rush over like his brother.

He knew it was wrong.

These days he knows exactly which one is best for him.

Children are always very clear about goodwill and malice.

"Daddy doesn't hurt." Lu Ping waved to Xiaoming and motioned for him to come.

Xiao Ming couldn't help but cry with his brother.

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"Woohoo, really touching."

"I want to cry when I look at it."

The girls of the crew were together, and they were so moved.

Although they knew it was fake, Mei Zihan was crying too sadly, and they couldn't help crying along.

"It's too bad. The director is really not human. How can he be so abused?"

"I'm going back to call dad whine."

Love stories often have situations that many people cannot imagine, so they are often the main trend in TV series and movies. The fascination of love lies in its uncertainty.

But this does not mean that family-oriented TV shows have no room for survival.

On the contrary, the audience does not necessarily have an unforgettable love, but they have more or less directly experienced the affection.

Parents know their parents.

This is especially true for women who have taken on a huge role in the family and controlled the remote control.

Mei Zihan's performance can not be said to be close to those front-line queens, but it can also be said to be extraordinary play.

At least for now, he exactly moved everyone's heart.

Working abroad, how many parents do not want their own home?

Even the make-up artist who was not very confident in the crew at the beginning couldn't help but be surprised.

She's quite knowledgeable.

The female star she followed before was also known as crying and touching, but she knew that this female star was stronger than those eye drops, and she could rely on her peers to set her sights.

But compared with Mei Zihan in front of her, it is far worse.

Even an outsider, when seeing Mei Zihan's wonderful performance, is easily moved.

Crying and laughing are always the easiest to evoke emotions.

The most commendable thing is that Mei Zihan always has something that attracts people's attention, and it is extremely easy to stir up other people's emotions.

The makeup artist looked at Mei Zihan and looked at the children's stars, and seemed to understand something.

"It's tricky, it's tricky."

Screenwriter Zhang came slowly behind Wen Mingjiang, and sighed involuntarily while looking at Mei Zihan in the camera.

"Teacher, why are you here?" Wen Mingjiang was surprised.

The screenwriter Zhang is a special guide, and the crew is in difficult conditions. Considering that the teacher is not too young, he hopes that the screenwriter can live in his own home and send the script to the occasional video chat.

"Isn't it the highlight of today? I'm just here." Zhang screenwriter enjoyed the care of his apprentice very much. "Moreover, it's Mei Zihan I recommend to you. Of course I have to come and see."

Wen Mingjiang heard it and smiled. "Thank you very much for your recommendation. I didn't expect that Mei Zihan could perform so well."

At least Mei Zihan in the lens couldn't see a trace of reluctance and unnaturalness.

"Xiaomei is a good person," Zhang sighed. "You haven't seen his previous performance. But his progress is like a miracle. He will give you a surprise every day."

"Teacher, you really value him." Wen Mingjiang couldn't help but sigh. "But I also think he is very good. It seems that the value of these millions of flowers, even if it really can't be broadcast, I will show it to my brother They also don't feel that they have been wronged. "

Screenwriter Zhang smiled.

The entertainment industry is indeed very unfair. Some ordinary people can be red and wrong, and some people are not mediocre. But in another sense, it's fair, because people who really have acting skills can find their own position, even if they can't become popular.

If all of them were like these, then the circle would not be so attractive.

True, false, and false, is always the norm.

Today, Mei Zihan is only a small character walking between thunderous dramas, but no one knows what he will be like in the future.

There is also Wen Mingjiang.

At first Wen Mingjiang wrote the script with Zhang, but the screenwriter found that the apprentice was actually more talented in directors.

Wen Mingjiang is very filial. He knows that screenwriter Zhang is good for him, and he really treats screenwriter Zhang as an elder. The screenwriter Zhang has brought so many students, but this student is different from others. He just compares his heart to his heart.

Zhang Zhang's screenwriter took a lot of effort, took Wen Mingjiang to go to a lot of film crews to learn from him, and introduced him to some older second- and third-line directors, and finally let Wen Mingjiang find his way.

Wen Mingjiang's previous life is not good, but his lens has a sense of simplicity.

Making such bitter dramas is even more powerful.

Perhaps, he should give up this old face and look for the old classmates on TV.

Screenwriter Zhang never felt that there was no market for bitter dramas. On the contrary, if it is a bitter drama with excellent quality and excellent platform production, it will still set off a watching frenzy.

So many famous plays in history, and how many of them are not tragedies?

"Card, it's over." Wen Mingjiang shouted.

"Director, director." Mei Zihan suddenly shouted, "Are there any eye drops?"

"Why do you want eye drops?" Wen Mingjiang curiously said, "This film has been finished."

"... I was crying too hard just now, my eyes got into the sand." Mei Zihan was sad and inexplicable. "And Brother Chen, you really hit me just now, it hurts."

The man who played the violent ex-husband touched his head. "I didn't do much."

"Can you say that at the size of your fist?"

Wen Mingjiang didn't dare to let the absolute starring be tossed so badly, he went up and down and gave Mei Zihan an eye drop.

"Uh --- Wen Dao, could you please drop it on my nose?"

"Sorry, sorry, I must point this time, your eyes widened ..."

The screenwriter Zhang looked at the farce in front of him and couldn't help laughing, and then sighed sighingly.

After all, it is the world of young people.

After finishing it all, Mei Zihan also wanted to see how his performance was just now. He asked Wen Mingjiang to take a look.

Wen Mingjiang had no choice but to obey Mei Zihan obediently, but he had no intention of praising Mei Zihan.

However, Wen Mingjiang does not boast, does not mean that others do not boast.

"Wow, this section was just fine."

"I'm almost crying."

"Well, look at the girls over there, eyes are still red."

Mei Zihan listened to the crew's praise, and her face couldn't help being proud. "That's right, I know the trick."

"Oh, what's the trick?" A child star's father followed him.

He originally thought that Mei Zihan was just a small actor, and the performance was just the same, but he did not expect this scene to change him.

At least Mei Zihan's performance is better than those of the second and third tier stars he saw in other casts.

"This is actually me ... taught by my acting teacher." Mei Zihan didn't have anything to say, so he quickly expressed his own knack.

"The crying play is all about empathy. I have to touch myself first and then touch others." Mei Zihan kept thinking of Jiang Ying's handsome face, and bluntly said, "Just imagine these three children as three ten million. Level checks are just fine. "

If so much money was taken away in front of himself, he would have to blow up!

Tong Xing's father twitched his lips and seemed unable to believe it.

Mei Zihan tilted her head, "That's what it means. I usually imagine the next picture in my head, and make sure that I will be moved by this picture before I go to the show."

Of course, what's more important is that Jiang Ying and he played a match.

Oh shit.

His face was crying all right today.

Doesn't the screenwriter Lei Lei know the screenwriter, the director doesn't know, the investors don't know?

They all know.

But the market is like this. The works of Lei Zaigou, the audience can eat. Those actors who are slightly pursuing are unwilling to accept, and this market is still empty, naturally it has become the work of actors like Mei Zihan.

It's not that he doesn't want to pick. Mei Zihan has also selected some small-invested but well-conceived scripts that have never been broadcasted. On the contrary, this kind of sky-thundering work never presses the box and shoots one.