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Chapter 96 Rhythm (35, please recommend and vote monthly)

Yang Yi sat on the chair and hesitated several times.

His eyes are also very playful, at first he was looking at "Liang Xiaobei", but he looked away as soon as his eyelids blinked, as if he really wanted to look, but he was afraid that his intentions would be too obvious.

Gradually, the frequency of his blinking became lower, and the time he looked at "Liang Xiaobei" became longer and longer, and his eyes changed from initial admiration to regret, pity, and pity, and gradually became more complicated.

But those few times when he hesitated to speak, his body swayed slightly, constantly giving viewers hope that would be dashed.

As he himself fell silent, this oppressive atmosphere was also passed on to the viewers.

Shi Yanqiu felt it even more deeply.

Because he cared about this scene very much, and wanted such a depressive effect very much.

There is no "Liang Xiaobei" to perform with Yang Yi, if there is, the effect should be even more outstanding.

"call"

Yang Yi rubbed his legs for the last time, and sighed softly through his nose. He seemed to understand that sitting here is not a problem, and he was struggling with how to communicate with "Liang Xiaobei", but these actions inexplicably gave everyone a feeling that the surrounding temperature low feeling.

It was obviously a hot summer in the magical city. The temperature was hot and stuffy, and the air conditioner didn't work.

However, several assistant directors sitting next to Shi Yanqiu got goosebumps in unison, as if some sinister wind was blowing through the banquet hall.

"Zheng Hai, do you drink water?"

Shi Yanqiu finally read the lines in the script. If he didn't read them, Yang Yi wouldn't be able to continue acting. He might have to make up a few lines himself.

"Okay, shall I come?"

After Yang Yi responded, he quickly got up as if he just came back to his senses.

"No, you can just sit."

"Liang Xiaobei" spoke, and Yang Yicai sat back slowly. When he sat down, he was groping for the "sofa", and his eyes were still on "Liang Xiaobei" in front of him.

In just a few seconds, his eyes naturally transitioned from concern to worry, and his mouth was slightly opened.

Suddenly, he stood up suddenly when his buttocks just touched the "sofa".

It's like seeing something terrible.

In the script, Liang Xiaobei was a little absent-minded when receiving water from the water dispenser, and then lost her mind. The overflowing hot water scalded her and broke the cup.

Shi Yanqiu can't play Liang Xiaobei's play, Yang Yi can only "see" the whole process by himself.

After bouncing off the sofa, he walked over quickly, stretched out his hands, and held the air.

"Is it hot?"

Yang Yi asked with concern.

Before this sentence was asked, this long series of performances was silent and insubstantial just like the previous one, but Yang Yi showed the audience another non-existent reality through his expressions, eyes, and movements. scene!

Shi Yanqiu couldn't hold back, a smile of appreciation appeared on his face.

It's not that this physical performance is so exciting. What Shi Yanqiu actually likes more is Yang Yi's grasp of the rhythm of the entire performance.

<divclass="contentadv">It was as if something that didn't exist was happening in front of him. Every move he made was just right, without being sloppy or in a hurry.

It was even as if a metronome was calibrating the explosive point of his movements. When Shi Yanqiu thought of which step he should perform, Yang Yi acted out that step for him.

As a veteran director, Shi Yanqiu can simulate the scenes of movie editing in his head, and every performance of Yang Yi can find him a clean editing point.

Therefore, Shi Yanqiu felt very comfortable watching Yang Yi's performance!

I don't know how many times better than that Zuo Wencheng whose mud can't support the wall!

Shi Yanqiu suddenly remembered Zuo Wencheng's previous performances that made him angry, and he felt a little angry.

It's not that Zuo Wencheng can't act. In fact, as an actor who also stayed dormant for many years before becoming famous, Zuo Wencheng must rely on more than just his handsome face.

But after he became popular, he began to change. He found that he could easily make money by relying on his face, and by posing a few poses to fans, he could be on the trending searches and win multiple endorsements. Zuo Wencheng was slack.

If you can just rely on your face to win, why do you need to think about your acting skills and improve your professional level?

The capital behind him also only wants to make money with his face, and naturally he doesn't care whether he can win awards for acting. Actors are just human filters, just a means for them to make money.

So, when it came to Shi Yanqiu's crew, Zuo Wencheng, who hadn't studied the character "Guo Zhenghai" well, just relied on his old habits to act, his expressions were not in place, and his movements were too exaggerated.

Although his recitation of the lines was okay, what Shi Yanqiu couldn't bear was that he read the lines as he read them, and suddenly turned his side to the camera, with a melancholy and sad posture. What was he doing?

Are your performances for fans?

Is it Zuo Wencheng or Guo Zhenghai that the audience wants to see in the cinema?

Compared with Zuo Wencheng, Yang Yi's performance here is really not too good!

What caught Shi Yanqiu's eyes even more was the performance where Yang Yi helped "Liang Xiaobei" sit down and he went to clean up the mess!

Yang Yi first took out tissues on the table. He took out many tissues. It felt like he had finished half a pack of tissues. Then he squatted down and wiped them carefully on the floor.

At first, he took a few paper towels to wipe, but as soon as he attached them, they were swallowed up by the water and could not wipe away the water stains. As he glanced around, he found the glass fragments all over the floor. It was more difficult, so he took another paper towel from his left hand. A few paper towels stopped wiping away the water and instead collected the glass fragments bit by bit.

Maybe doing this consumes a lot of paper. After a while, he got up and took all the remaining paper on the table. He then pulled it over to the trash can, piled the glass fragments with paper towels and threw them into the trash can. .

During the whole process, Yang Yi's movements were clumsy, disorderly, and cumbersome. It looked like a way of picking up broken glass by someone who hadn't done much housework.

"Okay! Stop!"

Shi Yanqiu deliberately waited for Yang Yi to finish the part of the clean-up scene, and then stopped Yang Yi's performance, although there was still a short dialogue between Liang Xiaobei and Guo Zhenghai in the script later.

"Yang Yi, have you ever done any housework at home?"

Shi Yanqiu has restrained the smile on his face at this moment, making it difficult to see his emotional state when he asked this question.

"Yes, I did."

Yang Yi didn't know why he asked this, so he answered honestly.

"Did you do much?"

"It's okay. I often cook for my family."

It's not that Yang Yi doesn't know how to do other housework, but Aunt Zhu won't let him do the laundry, dishes, and cleaning. Aunt Zhu will probably be laid off.

"Then your performance of cleaning up the mess just now was unprofessional! Shouldn't you normally use a broom to sweep up the glass on the floor and then clean it up? If you dipped it in a paper towel, didn't you clean up the many small pieces?"

Shi Yanqiu seemed to be criticizing, but his tone was a bit harsh.