After becoming beautiful, I became a love rival HE [Transmigration Book]

Sure enough, Director Hong repeatedly checked the filmed clips, with a serious face. Wang Yiran was originally complacent, but at this moment, his heart was a little drummed. Director Hong patiently told her the play: "This part, you walk more slowly."

Wang Yiran didn't understand: "Why do you have to walk slowly, His Royal Highness is waiting for her, she must be in a hurry to see her sweetheart."

Director Hong sighed, Wang Yiran's acting skills are not bad, but his savvy is not enough. For acting, savvy can almost determine an actor's acting talent, but there are not many actors with high enough savvy. Big names, actors who have reached that level cherish their feathers very much, and refuse to come out easily. Director Hong began to miss the golden age of film and television in which talents came out in large numbers and stars were shining brightly.

He had to break up the play and said: "Great Princess Qingping and the Eighth Prince grew up together, and they have a very close relationship. Even if there is no love, the relationship between brother and sister is always there, understand?"

This time, Wang Yiran understood, Qingli's face flushed slightly, all the pride she had just turned into a slap on the face, she whispered: "I understand."

Going too fast will not only make the camera unattractive, but also make the heroine appear particularly cruel and cruel. If it is broadcast like this, she will definitely attract scolding from the audience in the later stage. The audience is not easy to fool.

After director Hong made adjustments, the scene passed smoothly.

Jiang Man, who was sitting at the scene, remained expressionless, and did not express dissatisfaction or satisfaction with any of the actors. Her mind was unpredictable. The actors watched her face carefully, and their expressions became more nervous.

When it came to the scene of Chu Xinghe and Qin Buhuo, the prop team quickly changed the scene and pulled the main prop - the carved solid wood bed to the middle of the set.

This scene is the second rivalry between Chu Xinghe and Qin Buhuo in the true sense, and it is also an important turning point in the whole play, which is very important.

In the studio, the lighting engineer is in place. In order to highlight the heavy feeling of the costume drama, the lighting tone is colder, with a sense of shadow and distantness.

Qin Buhuo took off his coat, took a deep breath, his heart beat faster, his blood was rushing, he was excited and nervous, he liked the self when he was acting, as if another self was separated from his body, he needed to mobilize the perception and performance of the whole body strength, until all the strength is squeezed out, and then a brand new self is nourished from the dry land, and a new potential is stimulated. The soul of the character slowly attaches to his body and revives in his body. The mentor said that he was born to serve this bowl of rice, because he is one of the very few people who use his life to act. Every time he plays a living role, he grows out of his life and flesh, and after he is put to death, he is reborn.

Qin Buhuo likes the feeling of being immersed in the character. In the play, he can fully experience different lives, young, joyful, sad, and indifferent. He likes the feeling of the character slowly waking up in his body.

Qin Buhuo was wearing a thin satin red singlet, sitting on his back under the cold light.

When he opened his eyes, his eyes were cruel and cold, and it was just a look, which was the high-ranking slave of the Western Regions, A Li, in the book.

Sitting behind the monitor, Director Hong felt someone approaching. Looking up, Jiang Man shook his head slightly, signaling him to keep quiet so as not to disturb the actors present.

After filming today's scene, Zhang Yangming and Wang Yiran, who refused to leave, stood on the sidelines. Seeing Jiang Man's actions, Wang Yiran's eyes flashed with disdain. He is just a starlet who has filmed several online dramas, putting on airs and putting on a show. It's so big, be careful that it will be revealed for a while, and it won't end!

His Royal Highness, played by Chu Xinghe, is elegant and elegant, wearing a brocade robe and walking slowly into the Qing Palace bedroom, his face is black and blue. He just heard from the palace people that Ali came out of the Eighth Prince's Mansion during the day, and the two stayed in the same room. There is half a day in the house.

A Li glanced up, and said lazily and indifferently: "It's cold in the night, what's the matter with His Royal Highness recruiting slaves to the inner hall late at night? It's okay for slaves, I'm afraid that your highness will be tarnished by your reputation."

Chu Xinghe's eyes darkened, and regret flashed across his eyes, which actually angered Ali. He hated the pity of the almsman most in his life. Chu Xinghe lowered his eyes: "Why do you want to degenerate, Israel..."

The prince frowned in disgust, as if he felt that the word he said was dirty. A Li behaved presumptuously, half leaning on the prince's bed, with a snow-white foot dangling carelessly by the bed, the prince's eyes Print a piece of snow white.

Ali nonchalantly completed what he hadn't finished: "Iser serves people?"

Seeing the disgusted look on the prince's face, Ali opened his mouth and said sarcastically: "Your highness naturally despises the servant, and the servant is tired, so I won't send you off to His highness."

After finishing speaking, he closed his bright eyes of different colors, turned around, looked extremely tired, and didn't want to talk more.

When the prince's men came to pass him on, he had already rested and was rushed so hard that he didn't even have time to change his clothes. Just like that, the single clothes on Ali's body were already loose, and when he turned around, the single clothes slipped off. His snow-white thighs were exposed, and a bright red rose-colored hickey bloomed on his jade-colored skin. There was a kind of shocking charm. The crown prince hated his dissolute appearance the most. A Li's eyes were shining brightly, hoping to take the opportunity to leave Prince, he can go back to sleep.

The prince did not withdraw as he wished, but stepped forward, stood in front of the bed and looked down at him condescendingly: "Are you trying to take revenge on me?"

The prince's eyes were turbulent and dangerous, but Ali didn't realize that, in his memory, the prince was always self-reliant and upright, never making mistakes, never breaking the rules, and doing things for everyone. No, just like him back then, even his closest confidants would be mercilessly abandoned when weighing the pros and cons. body.

He is sure that no matter how much he angers the prince, he will not act out of line, it has always been like this, because he is the prince, he can pity his subordinates, run around to save loyal ministers, but he will not be emotional, all you think is good Because it is still useful for the time being.

But he forgot that the prince's heart is as unfathomable as the sacred heart. The prince can tolerate the attitude of negligence and negligence, just like he can tolerate the presumptuousness of a pet, but he can't tolerate anyone who breaks away from his control and throws himself into his arms. Jumping desperately where he can't reach.

Ali was born rebellious and rebellious in his bones. He raised his eyes, and the most beautiful emeralds were not even half as good as those eyes: "Your Highness is too self-righteous. I am a servant who is very happy. Revenge? You, my master and servant." The kindness is completely broken in the prison, so why should I bother to get revenge on you? Besides, it’s wonderful to be able to be promoted to an official position just by lying down, without having to risk your life to win each other, isn’t it wonderful?”

The prince squinted his eyes, the warm and jade-like temperament dissipated, his eyes were gloomy and gloomy: "You mean, as long as they can grant you prosperity and wealth, anyone can do it?"

A Li looked at his handsome and jade-like face, and remembered how easy it was to give up when he was young, and resentment grew in his heart, and he ruthlessly provoked him, wanting to see his heart of stone under his hypocritical face: "That's not right, Anyone can do it, except His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Prince Junya's face was distorted with anger, he lowered his head and grabbed the opponent's chin, his hands were covered with red marks: "I am the prince of the crown prince, in front of me, no one can say no, you don't want glory Are you rich? Well, I will trade you the position of Commander of the Imperial Army for one night, even though you were not worthy of such a high salary."

Saying that, the prince let go of him, and reached into the single clothes on his chest.

Ali didn't expect him to be so crazy, his eyes were full of shock, and he couldn't believe it: "Are you crazy?!"

The prince showed no mercy, his hands were strong, his rough movements made Ali suffer, and he sneered mercilessly: "You also feel unworthy, don't you? It doesn't matter, I can afford it."

He lowered his head, his pupils contracted sharply, and stared at Ali's fair and tender neck with sinister eyes: "Who left this mark?"

A Li was hurt by his rude and impatient movements. Seeing him looking at his neck, his expression changed, the corners of his lips curled up, and his smile was bright, like a gorgeous dahlia growing out of the mud, beautiful enough and enough Fatal, he clings to the prince's earlobe, and the tip of his tongue outlines the shape of his ear: "Your Highness, guess? Is it His Highness King Chu, His Highness Eighth Prince, or Nine Thousand Years Old?"

The ending tone was raised, and the prince was furious at being teased by his meng words. In his anger, he pushed Ali, and leaned forward, wrapping his wide palm around his slender neck. The person under his palm was originally his closest confidant. In the late nights when he had to lie dormant, he would tell him all the ambitions that could not be put into words. Sometimes after listening to Ali, he just smiled slightly, with light in his eyes, knelt on the ground humbly, and kissed reverently With his finger, he swore a heavy oath: "Everything is as you wish, my noble highness."

However, after that campaign, everything changed, because he left him behind, so he stopped working for him, and turned his guns on him, because Ali's informant, his strength suffered a lot .

It's better to strangle him than to make yourself restless, breaking his slender neck is easy, A Li's fair face is blushing, his eyes are getting wet because he can't breathe, but there is a hint of pleasure in his expression, bewitching him to pinch him. Broke his own neck, his chest heaved violently, his clothes had already been undone, revealing the golden amaryllis flower under his chest, and the gorgeous color was quietly blooming on Ali's fair chest.

The anger in the prince's eyes gradually dissipated, and he stretched out his hand to caress the gorgeous and bewitching flower as if fascinated, his fingertips slowly stroked the brightly colored and stretched stamens, the body under his hands trembled slightly, avoiding his touch , The silent refusal aroused the tyranny that the prince had suppressed for many years, he suddenly lowered his head, his black eyes were deeply bloodshot, his gaze stayed on the other's attractive and bright red lips, and he bit his upper lip roughly, with such force that he almost wanted to Swallow that pair of lips and tongues into the stomach, cut off anyone's covetousness, blood drops ooze out, rolling between the lips and tongues, the water is glamorous.

Director Hong shouted: "Okay, stop!"

The author has something to say: Director Hong said: Continue tomorrow, don’t stop!