The male god in the interstellar entertainment circle is poisonous

Mo Yixiao was overwhelmed as he listened to Oliver happily talk about his film "based on archaeological discoveries", and couldn't help but wonder if this famous director in the memory of the original owner was really reliable.

Oliver introduced the outline of the whole story, and then his eyes fell on Mo Yixiao: "I hope the character you try is named 'Zhuo', and it is a very important character. It is said that in that era, the ancestors of your Huaxia Star Cluster were killed Called 'Orientals', they had very little communication with my ancestors - the so-called 'Westerners'. You play as an oriental boy who wanders to the 'Western' continent and is targeted and kidnapped because She was exiled to a bad place due to her outstanding beauty and suffered years of torture. Until the protagonist Fan Sen escaped because he raised a noble horse and settled in the dilapidated hotel where Zhuo lived. Fan Sen had no choice but to tell him about himself and begged him to keep it secret. On the surface, Zhuo ridiculed Fan Sen's innocence, thinking that he could not change the corrupt society by himself, and secretly envied the protagonist Fan Sen's firmness and optimism , and at the same time, there is such a faint hope——hope that Fansen can really get what he wants, and he can get a new life. He is mean and kind, on the one hand, he will threaten to hand over the protagonist when he takes refuge, on the other hand On the other hand, when Fan Sen is injured, he will secretly pick up two more guests, just to earn money for Fan Sen to exchange for wound medicine."

Oliver said that the character named "Zhuo" has a different breath.It is no longer Lehaha who seems to have a simple and honest man, but looks extraordinarily calm and profound.

"This character is very complicated." He sighed slightly, "whether it is the external image or the inner heart of the character. He must have a kind of fragile, mysterious, 'Oriental' beauty, and also have a kind of cruelty. The breath of the destroyed and ravaged Fengyue place, but there is a kind of unwillingness in the core, and a naive expectation for the future. He is very selfish and lacks a moral bottom line. He threatened to report on Fan Sen because he discovered the identity of the protagonist shortly after he appeared on the stage. , robbed Fansen of the few belongings. But he was very kind, because he was moved by Fansen's dream, he stood up when Fansen was in trouble and was hunted down, and used his beauty to win for Fansen and others. time……"

Oliver's brown eyes fixed on Mo Yixiao: "For this role, I'd rather delay the filming than find a suitable actor. The moment you sat up from the coffin gave me hope, all, no matter what What kind of reputation you have before, no matter what others say, I hope you will try this role. But again, if you are not suitable, I would rather continue to search. Understand?"

"I understand." Mo Yixiao looked back into the other's eyes with certainty.

When he heard the character structure, he was faintly excited.He didn't expect that it would be such a good role.

He has depth and can show his acting skills vividly.

With a complex human nature, vivid, full and capable of making a deep impression.

Moreover, when this character first appeared on the stage, he was flattering, frivolous, rude, selfish and mean, but in the end, he showed his inner desire for freedom and human rights. What I remember more is the wantonness and beauty of "Zhuo", not those black spots.

In other words, this is a role that can gain both word-of-mouth and box office recognition.Just act well.

"What segment would you like me to audition for?"

Oliver exposed the optical brain on his wrist: "I'll pass you a script, you prepare it."

"Okay." Mo Yixiao received the script fragments with his optical brain according to the method in his memory, and read them at a glance.

Oliver probably wanted to see how far Mo Yixiao's acting skills could go, and the scenes he picked were scenes that seemed trivial at first glance, but were actually quite difficult.Mo Yixiao wants to play the scene where Zhuo discovers Fansen's identity as a slave and threatens him, demanding that Fansen hand over his property to him.He needs to show Zhuo's greed and lack of moral sense - but not too much, after all, this is still a positive character, greedy for money because of chronic poverty and hunger - most of the money he earned from selling his body is used as a "middleman" His landlord took it away—but he couldn’t do the cold-blooded murder of money, so he didn’t really report on Fan Sen, and left half of the property to the other party after noticing Fan Sen’s injury—but This kind of complex attitude is not clearly stated, and it needs to be conveyed with eyes and tone, so it is not easy.

After Mo Yixiao read the script, he had a rough idea in his mind.

"How is it? Can we start?" Oliver stared at the young man's average profile, with a hint of expectation in his heart.

Mo Yixiao opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "It's almost there, Director Oliver."

"Very good." Oliver nodded, "I know that the mirror requirements are too harsh this time, because I came hastily and didn't prepare the holographic projection of the scene. Don't be nervous, just do your best."

Mo Yi smiled and nodded, but he wasn't nervous at all.Speaking of which, the acting skills of actors in this world are not bad, but there is one thing that is not as good as his time and space.Perhaps it is because technology is so advanced that virtual projection scenes are very easy to realize. Therefore, even the audition is to project a complete venue layout, so that actors can enter and perform through the surrounding decoration and environment.Like Mo Yixiao and the others at that time, there was no such thing as imagining the feeling of being in the palace in front of the empty mirror field, there is nothing here.Naturally, due to the dependence on technology, the actors' "imaginative and deductive ability" has become much weaker.

It can be said that if it is not Mo Yixiao who is here now, but any other young actor—even not only a young actor, when he hears the director say that there is no holographic projection venue, and let him force it, I am afraid that he will be a little flustered and stiff , unable to maintain a consistent level of performance.Oliver is also going to make things difficult for this young man, to see his ability to adapt and show the limit of his acting skills.

But it happened to be Mo Yixiao, he was most used to performing without real objects.This kind of skill has already become a part of the bone marrow in countless trainings and actual performances.

Oliver watched Mo Yixiao walk to the front naturally, his expression became a little surprised.This child... didn't even have any unexpected reactions?Is this a broken jar or a super-confidence in one's own strength?

He couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at Qi Jingyan, and then saw his usually indifferent friend staring at the young man in the field with a particularly focused expression, with a faint light flowing in his cold pupils.

"Then, I'm starting." The young man smiled briefly, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his breath was completely different.The black-haired boy was half leaning against the wall, making a gesture of leaning against the door frame and looking into the house.Although it seems to be just leaning there casually, it seems to have a slender waist and long legs, and every angle is almost perfect and attractive.

"Fansen." He pronounced the simple name a little charmingly, as if it was held in the tip of his tongue and gently circled around before uttering it out, making people see the provocative night scene in a trance just by listening to the voice.

However, the voice is charming, but the words that come out are shockingly cold: "There is no need to hide it, I have seen it all. The identification of the belongings of the Anju Leon family... Am I right?"

The delicate lips like a juvenile rose were slightly raised, and the end of a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes was also drawn up lazily, with a playful smile: "You are a slave."

The boy paused for a moment, as if someone had said something to him.He laughed shortly: "Ha. Help you?"

"Why do you think I will help you? You know, if I catch a runaway slave and bring you to the gate of Anjou Leon, I can get fifty silver coins. Fifty silver coins." His scarlet face His tongue lightly licked his lips, and his beautiful eyes narrowed because of imagination, revealing a trace of greed.This made his fairy-like beautiful face look vulgar for a moment.

pause.The young man folded his arms around his chest, stepped on the ground with his toes, turned his eyes nimbly, and slowly scanned the entire room.The only audience who saw this scene could almost imagine that the wounded Fan Sen was sitting on the bed and talking eagerly, while Zhuo just listened casually, his greedy eyes searching every corner of the room. All property that can be obtained.

"Okay, okay, long-winded guy." As if a little annoyed by the endless pleadings of the non-existent "Fansen", the young man waved his hand casually, "It's not impossible for me to keep my mouth shut, but you have to Compensate for my loss."

Timely blank, it seems that there is really a "Vansen" opposite him, asking him "what loss?" in puzzlement.

The young man sneered: "What loss? Of course I didn't hand you over. The fifty silver coins I lost! Here!" He spread out his hand, a slender, white hand that made people want to touch it just by looking at it. The smooth hand, but what he said made people feel almost regretful—how could such a beautiful hand be born on such an ordinary person?

His eyes seemed to have caught something, their eyes were bright, and they were fixed on a certain place in the void.

Oliver almost wanted to subconsciously follow his line of sight, and then he realized that this was a performance without a physical object, and there was nothing in that place.So, what is he looking at?

The boy's next words made people confused: "No? Do you think I'm blind? What is that? Isn't it your purse?" Not knowing what the person on the other side did, the boy tilted his head with a trace of Annoyed: "Poor ghost! There are only a few copper coins!" Poor mouth pouted in frustration, the young man strode over, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his beautiful white arms, but his movements were so rude that people wanted to stay away from him as much as possible Far.

"Let me see what you have!" His beautiful voice became sharp at this moment, and his hands were rummaging, eager and hasty, as if casually throwing the turned over "baggage" to the side , let one imagine how messy this room has become after all his troubles.

"Go away! You poor ghost!" After searching roughly, the boy suddenly reached out and waved his hand mercilessly in the air.Qi Jingyan could almost see another person in this movement, an injured Fan Sen who staggered down from the bed to stop him from turning around, but his hand was swung away with a slap.