Chapter 120 Her Feet Stepped on His Waist (Plus More)

At night, Xia Mint curled up on the sofa and put on a three-digit mask, which was said to be custom-made with gold leaf powder and ginseng essence.

While applying it, she felt that the small cells of her face were expensive.

In the end, after reading the script three times, her regular distance and near-shooting courses pulled her sleepy into the system space.

[The first lesson: the experience of long-range lens; 45 minutes. 】

[The host can import your script. 】

Xia Mint's eyes lit up in the space, is this still possible?

She immediately imported the script of "The Us At That Time" and marked the scene of the dumb girl role.

[Long-range shots: 24 in total. 】

[The shooting experience is now in order. 】

As soon as the voice fell, the classroom instantly turned to the shooting scene.

Camera tracks, radio microphones, director monitors... and even the system automatically matched director Wang Ruoning.

"Let's take advantage of the situation from afar," Wang Dao said eloquently after appearing. "Long-range shooting, focus on the body movements of the characters, open up and close, rather than details and micro-expressions."

"Act 18, the focus here is on the position of the dumb girl."

"Restart! The action is not natural enough!"

"Come again, the gait does not match the person's design, and the dumb girl is from a nobleman."

"Come again, the ponytail covers the face."

"Come again, you are out of the picture!"

"Again……"

In the first class, Xia Mint repeatedly tossed and repeated hundreds of times.

With a simple act of walking on the road, she deeply realized the huge gap between her previous life's 50 cents acting skills and her academic background.

The script was imported into the space, and she was still wearing the costumes of the characters in the play and a pair of small high heels. Because she walked again and again, was stopped, and walked again, and by the third repetition of the course, her back foot skin had already worn out two The big blisters were crushed and stabbed and bleeds painfully.

But she still didn't stop.

"Ok, this is over." Director Wang in the space was already satisfied.

But Xia Bomo checked the system's rating for her performance, and still gritted her teeth, "Only 79 points? No, come again!"

[Are you sure to do the fourth time of the first lesson? 】

A performance that didn't even score 80 points, in reality, could meet Director Wang's psychological expectations for a pure newcomer, barely passing the test.

But she don't force it!

She doesn't want to be a tepid and mediocre actor for the rest of her life!

"I just want a hundred percent."

In her sleep, she continued to endure the pain, walking again and again, holding her head high.

In the villa bedroom, it was pitch black.

Luo Tianlin, who had only rested in the early morning, was lying on the floor when he heard the sound of the quilts flying off the bed.

After waiting for a while, the little girl was quiet, and not long after, the quilt flew over again.

He sat up and looked at the moonlight.

I saw the wide quilt, the little girl straddling on the bed, pressed under her slender legs.

White as snow.

Black as night.

The two colors are intertwined.

Luo Tianlin stretched out his hand, pulled the quilt out, and covered her again.

Just as she lay down, the little girl kicked and flew again, accompanied by a delicate little fist.

"I want one hundred percent!"

"I don't want to be ordinary, I want to be the best!"

The little girl was full of momentum and kicked his waist with a pair of soft feet.

Luo Tianlin lowered his eyes and stared at the small toes that were stepping on his side and seemed to be still walking. After he settled down, he slowly stretched out his hand, held her fair ankle, took it from his waist, and tucked it into the blanket.

The little girl was still dreaming and her walking was interrupted. She was not satisfied and muttered a few words.

Luo Tianlin pressed down the corner of her bed, shackled her room to move.

Half-paid, she calmly rubbed the side of the quilt with her chin, and stopped kicking her feet.

*

"Sister Ran Ran, don't worry, as soon as I told my brother, he explained it to the film crew and photographed her in the ugly!"

You Xinji sent a message to Zhou Xiran in the middle of the night.

Zhou Xiran watched it, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

What's the use of entering Chongyi and entering the crew?

Offending people will end badly after all!