Chapter 662 Separation (4)

Xia Siyu also gave a "tsk", holding the mobile phone in one hand, and poked out the other hand from the bathtub to feel around the edge. Bo Yan knew what she was thinking, so he stuffed a glass of ice wine in her hand, she drank it slowly, and then said: "It's a fake call, and the acting is too bad. The redness on this face is definitely rouge wiped."

I just watched it, and I still want to comment. Bo Yan was a little speechless. He also said: "This is not real Ivy, this is a movie, it must be acted in."

Xia Siyu turned to look at him: "Didn't this movie win an award? The heroine also became famous because of this movie."

Bo Yan was even more speechless: "The film itself won the award, not the two protagonists. Moreover, the two protagonists' performances in the face of national ruin and family destruction were really good. Fengyue movies were very popular at the time, and many big directors made them. Yes. Although this filming was also for the box office, you can look at the set, camera, and narration, which is definitely at the level of a master. It was quite remarkable to be able to shoot this effect in that era."

Bo Yan has already left the vulgar taste, especially since he still wants to be a director, so when he looks for a movie to watch, he mainly wants to watch the movie itself.

But Xia Siyu didn't care, she looked for movies to watch, just to see handsome men and beautiful women. Of course, she couldn't stand it if the acting was too eye-catching and the filming was too poor. However, the couple watched Fengyue movies together, and they talked about the scenery and mirrors!

She intentionally teased him: "But this setting is really good. Is there always a rockery, a swing, and a bath in ancient costume romance films? So it can be in the cave in the rockery, on the swing, or in the bath... "

Bo Yan heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning, he picked up Xia Siyu's wine glass, put it to his mouth and drank it down. Under the influence of the bath and alcohol, his face turned red instantly. Bo Yan also said: "We are also in the bath. Then do you think my face is so red now, it's not natural?"

Xia Siyu smiled and put the phone on the stool next to the bathtub, turned around, sat on his lap, and deliberately rubbed his parts. Then she stretched out her hand, put her arms around his neck, looked left and right in front of him, and made a serious comment: "Well, your performance is so-so."

Bo Yan also put his arms around her waist, trying to move her onto the parts. But Xia Siyu was so enthusiastic just now, but now he is timid and unwilling to give in. She still smiled: "That can't be done. Since it's acting, it's 'acting'. Acting is not real. You have to show me the act, so I can give you a review."

She also wanted to belittle him: "Also, even if you're not acting, you're actually acting, you don't talk as much as the hero in the movie, and you don't hum so much."

His Adam's apple went up and down, and his breathing became a little rough: "Then tell me, how can I act so that you can give me a high score of over 90?"

Xia Siyu's eyes rolled: "Well...have you ever heard the phrase 'doing a fake show for real'? If you want to know how to make a film, of course you have to 'do it for real'."

Just as Bo Yan wanted to get up, there was a splashing sound of water, but Xia Siyu held her tightly, and she smiled proudly: "But, it has to be done according to the procedure, how did it play out in the movie just now? The scene in the bath? Think about it?" Serving meals without going through the procedure, isn't that in line with our rules for research and observation?"