This actor just wants to brush attributes

The corners of the mouth are like a smile, not a smile, calm and unhurried.

The emerald green vest looks exquisite with the black gown inside.

Su Chen raised her hand, pinched her chin with her index finger and thumb, and lowered her head slightly to look at Liu Ye standing in front of her.

The picture looks old and gloomy.

Zhang Mo was also standing among the crowd, wearing a high-necked gown, with wandering eyes.

Jiang Wen hunched over and stared at the monitor, he thought the taste was right.

Su Chen seemed to know what he wanted.

Jiang Wen's voice was lowered.

"Get ready, turn on the machine, and go one way first to test the quality of the scene."

The recorder held the notebook between his hands, and played the slate in front of the camera. When he was playing the slate, he covered the sunlight on Su Chen's face.

The moment the board was removed.

Those two beams of sunlight shone on Su Chen's face again, and his masseter muscles moved slightly, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were raised.

How to describe that look.

It's like a snake spitting out letters, and like a vicious dog staring at people.

Many people think that when a vicious dog is staring at a person, it must be gnashing its teeth. In fact, it is not the case. When a vicious dog is looking at a person, it only has a very plain thought in its heart.

It bites every day, so it's normal.

To put it simply, killing you is just something I do every day.

There is no vicious expression, and there are not too many mood swings.

Goosebumps all over Zhang Mo's body appeared the moment Su Chen stared at him, from the back of his neck, to his scalp, and then along his cheeks, he couldn't help shivering.

He remembered what his father Zhang Guoli said when he was teaching him how to act.

Ask him if he has ever met the eyes of those murderous criminals in prison.

Zhang Mo said no.

Zhang Guoli told him that only civilians would look hideous when they were killing people, because he was doing something he had never done and dared not do.

And when the recidivist is staring at the target, the expression on his face is only thinking and playing. You can't see a little bit of sternness from his face, but you will be afraid.

At that time, Zhang Mo didn't think so, until he was scrutinized by Su Chen, he suddenly understood what Zhang Guoli said at that time.

"Oops, why does it feel like there is something unclean in the crew?"

Zhang Mo's heart tightened.

Chapter 102. Don't Talk About Butts Today! !

Zhang Mo had goosebumps all over his body.

He is the son of Zhang Guoli, so to say that he is the prince of Huayu in this period is of course an exaggeration.

However, if it is said to be the noble son of the great official of the frontier, this status is definitely available in various film crews.

Zhang Mo's acting skills are also passable, it's not that he doesn't know how to act at all. If things go on like this, he's a bit arrogant, so when he met Su Chen in the crew on weekdays, he didn't pay much attention to who he was.

After coming to the rivalry like this today, his feeling immediately went wrong.

The other party looks ordinary on weekdays, but this time he can act, and once the aura is opened, the feeling is completely different.

I haven't waited for him to react.

After hitting the board, it fell down, and then turned on!

There was a sudden silence all around, and the atmosphere was tense.

Hu Wan, who was sitting on the teacher's chair across from him, tilted his head slightly. He spoke at a leisurely pace and his lines were clear.

"Master Six."

"You ate two bowls of noodles and only paid for one bowl."

Su Chen's tone was very steady, but for some reason, just listening to him speak, Zhang Mo felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"Fart! I just ate a bowl of noodles and gave him a bowl of money."

Facing Su Chen's aura, Zhang Mo looked a little flustered. When he was speaking, he even pointed to the jelly shop next to him.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt sweat seeping from his forehead.

Compared with Su Chen's acting skills, his reaction felt like a primary school student.

Both Su Chen and Zhang Mo looked like students who came to the examination room.

One of them has already memorized the "Three-year college entrance examination, five-year examination questions selection" by heart, while the other has not even reviewed it much.

At this moment, Zhang Mo seemed to be that exam that he hadn't reviewed much. Although he had already memorized the words, but compared with Su Chen's confidence, he immediately seemed a little flustered.

If only this clip was circulated and shown to the audience in a movie theater, no one would really be able to realize whether Hu Wan is the villain or Master Liu is the villain.

The word "anti" of the villain is in behavior, not engraving the word villain on the face.

This was performed by Su Chen, who wanted to be slightly different from Chen Kun.

Jiang Wen in front of the monitor stared at the screen.

"Liu Zi seems a little nervous, but his current emotions are correct."

Ge You was also staring beside Jiang Wen, ready to play at any time, he was amused, and said, "It's called a mistake, Su Chen is watching him anxiously."

"It's called acting with a good opponent. Even if you only have a three-point ability, the opponent will dig out six-point acting skills for you."

Jiang Wen smiled and continued to stare at the monitor.

in the screen.

"Hu Wan" smiled slightly.

Ask the jelly seller: "How many bowls did he eat?"

"Two bowls."

The jelly seller looked blank.

Jiang Wu's Wu Zhuangyuan was shocked when he heard the words, he kicked the jelly seller to the ground.

"No! Impossible!"

"Liu Ye is the son of the county magistrate, how can he owe you money?"

The grievance of the jelly seller: "But after eating two bowls of noodles, I only paid for one bowl."

Hu Wan got up slowly, his eyes swept over all the family patriarchs and the people watching the fun, he took his time and shook his sleeves down.

"County magistrate, we must give our Goose City fairness."

"it is good!"

Hu Wan turned around: "What I'm asking for today is fairness."

The surrounding audience nodded one after another: "Yes, yes, yes."

"Ask who to ask for it? Ask the county magistrate's son, why? He ate two bowls of noodles and only gave one bowl of money."

After Hu Wan finished speaking in one breath, the rhythm of a series of self-questions and self-answers was very obvious.

"That's called No! Gong! Ping!"

After saying this, the corner of Hu Wan's mouth suddenly turned down a little.

This design was originally based on Hu Wan's character, here he should be proud and smiling.

However, things are still going on, and people have not been forced to death.

He can't laugh, but how can he show that Hu Wan wants to laugh but can't?

Su Chen finally decided when he was grinding the show, the corners of his mouth seemed to be pursed, it seemed that he deliberately didn't smile, to express that he wanted to laugh.

In this way, a small detail of expression immediately showed that Su Chen's acting skills were very advanced.

This scene was captured by Ge You who was staring at the monitor.

After thinking about it, he looked at Su Chen's eyes, and there was such a hint of surprise.

Where is the gap between top actors and good actors.

It's in the details.

And the corners of Su Chen's mouth twitched just now, that's the details.

This is to show the inner drama of the character through a little bit of performance.

"It's interesting."

Ge You immediately fell in love with Su Chen.

At this moment, the scene in the tea lecture hall.

Hu Wan turned around: "Since the county magistrate's son takes the lead, it's not fair."

He paused, then pointed at Liu Zi: "What the county magistrate said was..."

Hu Wan spat out the last word lightly from his mouth: "...fart."

The six sons had already been confused by Hu Wan's words before, and now Hu Wan gradually covered his face with a series of conspiracies, and finally the word "fart".

It's just an introduction.

As long as this introduction can ignite Liu Ye's fire, today's matter will be [-]% complete!

"Fuck!"

This line didn't exist originally, it was Zhang Mo's own emotional addition, which he added to the scene.

He really wanted to say "Fuck" and thought about it for a long time.

Finally, Su Chen's contemptuous word "fart" was the last straw that overwhelmed Liu Ye's heart.

Although the fart is not big, it can't blow up in the face.

Hu Wanzhen was very anxious for Master Liu.

He rushed up and hugged Hu Wan, who was confident in his chest, the onlookers were shocked at first, and then they quickly pulled them away.

There was a lot of noise at the scene.

The sound of footsteps, the sound of persuasion, rang out.

Wu Zhuangyuan also hurried forward, holding Liu Ye in his mouth and shouting: "Liu Ye! Liu Ye calm down, Liu Ye!"

After the crowd pulled the two away, the noisy voices subsided, and the laughter that had been covered up by other noises gradually rose.

Hu Wan straightened his clothes again and again, smiling.

If you talk about being angry, you can say whether you are angry or not.

If he is not angry, he will not be able to arouse the fire of the audience.

You are so angry, I am still smiling, you are so angry, I am dying of laughter.

One is the aggrieved Liu Ye, and the other is the powerful Hu Wan. The conflict between the two people's emotions immediately makes the picture look better.

"Hu Wan!"

"The sixth master is the son of the county magistrate."

"How can I owe his fan money!"

"You, have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Jiang Wu is indeed Jiang Wen's younger brother. When he said this, he pointed at Hu Wan, and even pinched his sword finger.

But just pinching this sword finger gesture confirmed his status as a champion of martial arts.

However, with the same long hair and shawl, the martial arts champion in this play is completely different from the martial arts champion Liu Yubai played by Su Chen before.

"Yo, you eat food from the inside out, doesn't your butt hurt anymore?"

Wu Zhuangyuan shook off Hu Wan with one move, staring at the floor, his hair fluttering in the sunlight.