Top C-bit love [entertainment circle]

Yes, why do you always disagree with him? "

Chi Xingyan sneered: "He treats everyone well, only the central air conditioner, and treats him indiscriminately. I just interact with him more, and he seems to be very kind to me."

Liu Meng nodded: "Teacher Song is the kind of modest gentleman. When he was in school, there must have been many girls chasing him, and maybe boys too."

Chi Xingyan was in a daze for a moment, chewing on the adjective "modest gentleman" repeatedly, and a figure he hadn't thought of for a long time appeared in his mind, and suddenly felt disgusted for no reason.

He said: "Do you know if Song Siwei is really good, or is he pretending to be good? He has such superb acting skills. If a person is too good, he will appear fake. He will also use "for your own good" to coerce you and act like him. What you think is a good decision, and I don't ask you whether you want it or not. "

Liu Meng stopped talking, looked at Chi Xingyan hesitantly, and sighed slightly.

Chi Xingyan: "What do you want to say? Don't stop saying it now, and then go back and complain about me secretly. I hate people who play tricks on the surface and keep things behind their backs."

Liu Meng did as he wished: "You asked this yourself. I think so, you are such a good-hearted little bastard."

"Very well, your bonus is gone." Chi Xingyan threatened.

Liu Meng sighed louder, and looked at him worriedly. Not only was this kid seriously suspicious, but he also had a very bad memory, and he said this every time.

When Chi Xingyan arrived on the set, the scene manager had already put up the green cloth.

Costume dramas often have actors flying around high in the sky, and the buildings in film and television cities are generally relatively short, and if you don’t pay attention, they will wear out. At this time, green cloth is indispensable.

It can not only cover unnecessary objects, but also make it easy to cut out images in post-production, and add various gorgeous special effects.

But for actors, there will be a very magical feeling.

There is a circle of green all around, and you have to imagine in your mind that the plastic weapon in your hand can withstand a thousand pounds of force, and you can have the shocking effect of "the mast and scull fly to ashes and smoke" with a casual swing of the sword.

In actual shooting, it looks like a group of patients with secondary illnesses are beating each other through the air. In the later stage, dynamic light waves and destroying tyrants will be added. The scene should be as funny as possible.

This really requires a sense of belief that "Lao Tzu is the best in the universe" in order to perform that kind of innate self-confidence.

Coincidentally, Chi Xingyan's 20-year-old soul is composed of three parts, one third is pretending to be a monster, one third is a straightforward king, and the remaining third is precisely a self-confident man.

Song Siwei, Ling Xiao and other actors were hung in mid-air, and they were all tensely on guard. Only Chi Xingyan, when he got the pair of knives that the prop teacher gave him, immediately became excited.

Is this the dream assassination artifact?

Chi Xingyan touched the scimitar in his hand, feeling more vigorous than touching a drumstick.The dark pattern of beasts on the scimitar is like some kind of hidden totem, which connects Chi Xingyan's blood of the second disease in the body. He is sure that the team in the later stage will match him with a super cool destroying tyrant. It's all boiling.

Wia gradually rose, and Chi Xingyan hung in the air, swinging three majestic swords at Song Siwei who was facing him from a long distance away.

He also shouted: "Biu——Biu——Biu——"

Zhao Tianshuo answered inappropriately from behind: "Kakaka!"

"Do it again! Song Siwei, don't laugh, you have to remember to hide the knife, don't be led astray by him..."

Zhao Tianshuo was so angry that he began to touch the back of his head again, "Chi Xingyan, shut your mouth and don't allow dubbing!"

Chi Xingyan let out an aggrieved "Oh".

Song Siwei was having fun on the opposite side of him, discussing with Zhu Qi who played Xie Ye next to him: "Isn't it cute?"

Zhu Qi nodded: "It's nice to be young!"

After all, Chi Xingyan was young and vigorous, as if he had a small motor installed all over his body, and the fight scenes were filmed very smoothly all day long.

The role of Cheng Chushi was very brilliant in the later stage of setting. He is a young killer who is proficient in all kinds of hidden weapons.

The slow-motion close-up shots of the killer throwing the hidden weapon far away on TV are very enjoyable to watch, but the actual shooting of people and objects is separate.

Therefore, Chi Xingyan took all kinds of strange shots of throwing hidden weapons, such as daggers, silver needles, plum blossom nails, steel wires, and sometimes a leaf, it can be said that flying flowers and leaves can kill the enemy.

For any shots that need to be pretended to be cool, the photographer is particularly partial to his face, and walks around him 360 degrees, and there are N big close-ups of his face, and he is satisfied with the work.

"The shots taken today are really amazing..." The photographer leaned next to Zhao Tianshuo, and sighed while watching the replay, "Brother Xing's face should be put on display in a museum. It's so cold and cool. It's been too long since the first ten days of filming, and I'm going to fall in love with him."

Zhao Tianshuo is a straight steel man, and he can't stand this kind of rotten talk at all: "Guang Shuai has a fart? He's like a fake doll. Except for the expressionless handsome scene, he can act with ease. Dogs look at it, even dogs dislike hot eyes."

Ling Xiao didn't know when he ran over, and interjected: "I'm just a dog, I don't think my eyes are hot. Xingyan, I love you, woof woof!"

Chi Xingyan heard all these words in his ears, his face was tense, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"What are you thinking?" Song Siwei asked standing beside him.

Chi Xingyan didn't want to talk, Song Siwei said again: "You can make up for whatever is missing, no one is born a good actor. You said you asked me to teach you more, so why don't you teach me?"

A glimmer of hope ignited in Chi Xingyan's heart, and the words turned into a wolf-hearted tone: "If you want to teach, you can teach. I don't pay the tuition."

"You speak well, I'll be thankful..." Song Siwei said, "I'm wondering, when you talked to people like that when you were young, wouldn't your dad beat you?"

Chi Xingyan swung the knife around in his hand, and a ruthlessness rose between his brows: "He has no such ability."

Song Siwei raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You brat, you have such a big tone."

"You need to teach me what you said, but don't go back on your word..." Chi Xingyan said, "I will make reservations for your evening time from now on."

Song Siwei gritted his back molars lightly, always feeling that he was at a loss, obviously he was the teacher, why did he feel like being ordered by the students.

No, I have to make up for it, Song Siwei thought.

Taking advantage of Chi Xingyan's inattention, he stretched out his big hand and rubbed it on Chi Xingyan's head, which was still wearing a wig. The other party immediately turned his head and stared at him with big eyes: "What are you doing!"

"Suck dogs." Song Siwei said.

Chi Xingyan frowned and reacted for a long time before he realized what he was alluding to, and his face began to glow faintly.

While he was still brewing, Song Siwei squeezed it up again, and said contentedly: "This is the tuition fee."

Chi Xingyan looked aggrieved just because I was upset with you, but I really couldn't get rid of you. He stared at Song Siwei for a long time before he said: "Boring."

He turned around and left Song Siwei behind.

Liu Meng has been sitting behind the director watching the monitor. Witnessing this scene, she laughed so hard that her teeth would come out.

He gave Song Siwei a thumbs up: "Teacher Song is mighty."

Song Siwei had already demolished Wia, and seeing that Chi Xingyan had already left, he was also ready to play.

The two walked to the parking place together.

Song Siwei asked as he walked, "What breed is your brother Xing? Are there any taboos about dog food? I'll give him a small stove in the future, and I have to take care of him for supper."

Liu Meng tilted her head to think about it, and replied: "Most of the time it's a husky, tearing down the house for pranks, biting whoever is caught. When happy, it's a Samoyed, a smiling little angel. When it's wronged and sad, it's a golden retriever. If you want to touch your head, you have to smooth it. He's the one who treats you well."

"There are quite a variety of varieties..." Song Siwei joked, and suddenly realized that the words sounded like curses, and quickly added, "That's not what I meant."

"Of course I know you don't mean that..." Liu Meng said, "I'm not Brother Xing, and everyone seems to be scolding him."

Song Siwei nodded in agreement: "I don't know how it grows, it looks like a prickly head."

Liu Meng said with emotion: "Mr. Song, please take care of my brother Xing in the future. It is actually not easy for him. He was thrown abroad to study at a young age, and his parents never cared about him. I heard that when he was studying in the United States also suffered discrimination.

After finally catching up with the draft in the Chinese area, I came back, and was delayed by the company for two years, and then I became a little popular, and I was scolded every day for selling rot and buying black hot searches, you don’t know how crazy those fans are—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Liu Meng covered her mouth in annoyance, and after she had said a lot, she suddenly realized that she shouldn't have told outsiders about Chi Xingyan's past so easily.

"Mr. Song, please don't mention this in front of Brother Xing..." He said anxiously, "He is so smart, he will definitely guess that I said it. I have signed a non-disclosure agreement, if he finds out I will will be fired."

Song Siwei simply nodded: "Okay."

Liu Meng felt relieved, Song Siwei said yes, then he would not talk nonsense, he is such a trustworthy person.

"Brother Xing doesn't like sweets, but he likes spicy ones. But he can't eat spicy food if he wants to sing. It's hard to serve him anyway. I'll buy the supper in the future. You just need to teach him how to act."

Song Siwei nodded: "Alright."

"What does Teacher Song like to eat? I'll buy it together." Liu Meng asked.

Song Siwei slowed down, thought for a while, and said, "The shredded radish pancake I like seems to be no longer sold. I used to pack it back to Beijing and bring it to my friends. I can't take it with me in summer, and it's easy to break. It's only available in winter." bring."

"Brother Xing also often brings food for Zhou Chenchen..." Liu Meng said, "He himself