Chapter 1031 Let’s Talk, Mo 9

The Chinese director's eyes were shining, and she wanted to ask the cameraman to start filming right now.

This is exactly the male lead in her mind!

How can someone look so perfect!

Even wearing a mask can't resist the superstar feeling emanating from his body.

Originally, when the Chinese director first saw the boy, he thought that this person looked too energetic and clean, and he might not be able to wear that mysterious effect.

Unexpectedly, compared with the clothes just now, the black windbreaker and mask are more suitable for this person!

As soon as Bo Jiu came out, she was looked at by these two girls. Usually, her tolerance is still very strong, but today she was looked at for a long time. She paused and said, "Excuse me, what type of advertisement are we going to shoot?"

"Ah?" The girl on the stage came back to her senses and was about to speak.

Qin Mo, who pushed the door and walked out, once again made the scene silent.

Some people, no matter what they wear, will wear their unique temperament.

Noble, indifferent, porcelain-white skin.

This is everyone's first impression of Qin Mo.

At this time, Qin Mo was wearing a white shirt, holding a can of unnamed beer in his hand, with his collar half open.

In order to style, he had to wet his hair.

The black hair was scattered on his forehead, and the water drops slid down his straight nose, looking casual and sexy.

"So handsome!"

Someone gasped.

Bo Jiu turned around and looked at the man.

What he saw was a pair of extremely deep eyes.

The moment Qin Mo saw her, the color of his eyes was very dark.

The two people looked at each other across most of the studio, one bright and one dark.

Bo Jiu still had a mask on her face.

At that moment, her heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

It was because Bo Jiu suddenly remembered.

The great god had seen her on Fifth Avenue.

Although they just passed by.

However, at that time, she was wearing a black windbreaker with a hood and a black mask on her face. Except for the hair color, she looked very similar to now.

Bo Jiu was not sure whether the great god would remember the passing by when he saw her like this.

She felt a little guilty for some reason, so she turned her head away, silently saying to herself, "Don't remember, don't remember."

Just as she was thinking this, a person appeared in front of her, and the figure enveloped her in place. It can be said that she ran headfirst into the person's arms.

When the tip of her nose touched the white shirt, she sighed deeply. It didn't look like she didn't recognize him at all.

"You can't even walk?" A pleasant voice sounded from above her head.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and touched the bridge of his nose.

Qin Mo looked at the young girl's face, especially when his eyes swept over her face with a mask, his voice was very light, a little careless: "When I went to the United States to play before, I bumped into someone who looked a bit like you."

Bo Jiu's left hand in his pocket paused for a moment, and when he smiled, his eyes were very sincere: "I'm so handsome, is there anyone who looks like me? Then I really want to meet him."

"Z."

When he heard the code name, Bo Jiu tilted his head and said through the mask: "What?"

"The person I bumped into in the United States was Z." Qin Mo's profile still showed no emotion.

Bo Jiu paused, widened her eyes, and with the mask on, her face looked very innocent: "Brother Mo, do you mean that I look like Z?"

Qin Mo raised his thin lips a little, stopped, and suddenly leaned over, saying only one sentence in her ear: "It's a pity for you not to act."

Bo Jiu's heart sank, but her eyes were half raised, with a wicked look: "Not acting is indeed a waste of my appearance."

In a public place like this.

There must be a lot of people looking in this direction.

Bo Jiu has heard the uproar around her, and it is estimated that it will not have any impact on the master.

She, on the other hand, has to remind the master for Feng Yi who will come in later: "Brother Mo, this is a studio."

That means to be more restrained, otherwise Feng's agent will have to go out to accompany the wine and explain, which is also very pitiful.

Hearing this, Qin Mo just pinched Bo Jiu's chin with his fingers, and did not kiss her, but that posture is no different from a kiss: "It seems that we have to talk again tonight."

Because of Qin Mo's domineering action.

The Chinese director got inspiration again, and his eyes were as bright as a big car light.

Seeing this, Bo Jiu could only push Qin Mo away: "Brother Mo, there are people next to him."

At this time, the manager Feng Da who came in was almost moved to tears. Little Black Peach, it's not in vain that I love you. When Qin Shao showed his affection, you would help me hold him!

"Come on." Feng Yi decisively pulled Bo Jiu's arm and moved to the side.

When doing this action, he still did it with a stiff upper scalp.

The main reason was that Qin Mo's eyes exuded a cold meaning, and his presence was too strong.

I really don't know how Little Black Peach could withstand such a strong aura.

In the final analysis, Little Black Peach is thick-skinned.

The Chinese director was in the best mood.

"I suddenly have a good idea. Come on, put all the scenes next to it."

Yisihuo, who was ignored, now has a face that can rival the dark clouds in the sky.

After all, he is also a popular movie star.

What's wrong with this director?

Do you really think that a person who plays games will be more popular than him?

Yi Sihuo admitted that it would be different if Mr. Qin joined.

So it’s just a shoot.

It should also be about him and Mr. Qin.

That trash from the Fu family will only lower the taste, won't it?

Besides, even if that loser can play the piano, he is still an unworthy person.

Shooting commercials is so easy.

What matters is not being stiff, being able to read the camera, and having some acting skills. Can that loser know these things?

"The film needs to be completed in a hurry. Please hurry up." When the Chinese director said this again, he glanced at Yi Sihuo who was still sitting there.

Yi Sihuo is quite intelligent and knows that procrastinating things any longer will not be good for anyone.

He stood up and said a few words to the agent.

The agent nodded and walked towards Feng Yi. There happened to be the Chinese director there. At this time, the agent's attitude was different. He smiled and said: "If I knew that Mr. Qin would also appear in the advertisement, We, Sihuo, have agreed long ago, and now it seems that it is completely fate. Director Li, when will we start filming?”

Although the Chinese director had just returned from abroad, he was in the same circle. One look at the agent and he knew who he was.

Picking up a scene text she had written temporarily, her tone was very calm: "Change clothes first and read the script."

Yi Sihuo was also watching. With such an attitude, didn't this little director understand that the circle was very small?

Of course the manager knew that Yi Sihuo was unhappy. When he walked back, he said a few words in Yi Sihuo's ear, to the effect that since Mr. Qin and the others were here, he should restrain himself.

"Of course I know this, don't worry." Yi Sihuo licked his lower lip, his eyes a little heavy: "I will take care of this little director later. As for those who insist on filming commercials instead of playing good games, I will let him You know, what is the gap.

The manager was still a little worried: "I see that man came with Mr. Qin, you..."

"Of course I won't do anything on the surface." Yi Sihuo smiled gloomily: "Don't forget that this advertisement has a storyline, and there are three protagonists in it. Since someone is so eager to prove himself, then I will let him He knows very well that being the protagonist is never that easy.”

The manager's eyes widened: "You mean to suppress the show?"

Pressure is a special word in the industry.

In the beginning, veteran actors with good acting skills would occasionally use this trick when they wanted to teach some young talents a lesson.

After all, some people don't even fulfill their duties as actors. They don't memorize their lines, go around and participate in variety shows, and drag down the progress of the crew.

Later, some celebrities with deep thoughts used the word "pressing for drama" in intrigues.

Especially when two people of similar fame are together, in order to highlight their own visual sense, they will use the trick of suppressing the scene.

It's just that the agent didn't expect that Yi Sihuo would use this trick on a person who had never acted before.

"What? You feel bad?" Yi Sihuo glanced at him and said straight to the point: "Don't forget that there are three people in this advertisement. The best way to make everyone think that I am the spokesperson is to stand out."

The agent got it right and gave him a thumbs up.

The other side.

Bo Jiu was already sitting in the dressing room, looking down at the improvised script in his hand, thinking about how to escape the conversation with the master tonight.

But it was a bit difficult to do it with the makeup artist nearby.

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

Instead, you can draw a little eyeliner to enhance the depth of your facial features.

In this way, it will be more consistent with the character image in the small script.

But the rest... The makeup artist touched the young man's smooth and fair face and sincerely praised him: "My skin is so good, I don't need any foundation."

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

Like now, with a little eyeliner, it really looks like the protagonist that only appears in Korean dramas.

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

When Bo Jiu got the script, he didn't know what to say. It described hackers.

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

When the Chinese director saw that the boy was silent, he thought he was a little nervous because he had never been in this industry before. He softened his tone and said, "Don't worry too much. Just be natural. Even if you can't feel it, your face is already there." It feels great.”

"Come on, everyone, stand back." The Chinese director walked sideways, asking everyone to make room. He picked up the loudspeaker and shouted with bright eyes: "All crew members are ready! Act 1, scene 1 An action!"

A swish sound.

The lights in the studio were basically dimmed.

This is the layout of a billiards hall.

The light coming down again was a bit dim.

However, the slender figure standing next to the pool table was not dark at all.

Not only that, when the light falls, there is even a sense of elongation.

He stood there nonchalantly, with a notebook placed in front of him. He seemed a little bored. He opened the can with a hook of his index finger, and the corner of his mouth curled up for some reason.

The girls looked on and went crazy.

"I understand now why everyone says that Mr. Qin is the most beautiful woman in Jiangcheng. He is so handsome. I really envy Mr. Qin's girlfriend in the future to be able to look at such a face every day!"

"And his figure, Young Master Qin is simply a walking clothes rack!"

"Ahhh, I can't take it anymore, my nose is bleeding."

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

Seeing this, the camera also pulled over there.

A young man came to the door, wearing a black windbreaker. He was probably growing taller, because he was a little thin, wearing a black mask, his eyes were very dark and bright, and the whole person seemed to be drawn by someone with a liner pen, black and white, and the whole camera was captured in an instant.

At this time, Yi Sihuo was also there.

He was also one of the people in there, playing with a black tablet in his hand, looking at the young man who was walking over. He was originally going to show a very indifferent person, but in order to add more drama to himself, Yi Sihuo blocked in front of Bo Jiu and said coldly: "I heard that you have good skills, play a ball?"

This was considered a temporary change of lines, but the sense of the scene was indeed flawless, so the Chinese director did not call for a pause.

It is estimated that when she saw Bo Jiu coming in for the first time, she had already forgotten that the other party was not an actor, and just wanted to continue filming.

Bo Jiu still had a big black mask on her face, her hands in her windbreaker pockets, and she didn't even look at Yi Sihuo. The three words she said through the mask: "Not interested" were simply too well received by the Chinese director. And the performance of the boy felt more in line with the character she wanted to create than what she gave, and he basically brought the character to life!

Yi Sihuo never thought that under the camera, that waste would have such a performance.

Originally, when shooting the commercial, she wanted to use her impromptu acting skills to make the other party speechless, and it would be best if the number of NGs was as many as possible.

But the current situation is that because of the boy's answer, the camera passed over him directly and only focused on the boy.

Anyone who knows a little about acting knows that Yi Sihuo was suppressed by others, and it was suppressed very, very hard.

However, this is not Bo Jiu's fault.

She was not very interested in this person in the first place.

What's more, he changed the lines at the last minute.

Whatever Bo Jiu did was a natural reaction.

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

In the camera, the boy had already passed Yi Sihuo, put the thin notebook between his arms on the table, and then started typing.

Bo Jiu's hand speed has always been fast.

The Chinese director in charge of the camera was a little stunned. She originally wanted to implant the typing scene in the later stage. After all, not many people could reach the speed in her mind, but now, there was no need at all...

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