Chapter 117 (1/2)
I saw the picture in the monitor, split into two halves by a wall.
Half of it was pouring rain, the sky was dim, and the other half was a warm scene in the coffee shop.
Yu Yaoyao stepped on high heels, draped his hair, and his body was wet.
Shook her hand, she pulled out a lighter from the broken shoulder bag, and rummaged through the whole body, but did not find a cigarette, her eyes were empty like a night without starlight.
She looked outside, cracked her pale mouth and was quickly wet by heavy rain.
On the slender eyelashes, the messy Liuhai, all the raindrops fell, smearing her old and empty black scorpion.
But for such an eye, it is like talking.
The man next to me passed by, only a blurry silhouette appeared in the camera, hiding under the beam of the house, flapping the water on her body, but it seemed to read her eyes.
A cigarette was handed to her.
Her peeling lips moved slightly, but in the end she did not make a sound and squatted together.
She stretched out the hand that was as thin as it was to be broken. The five fingers were slightly curved, and the index finger and the **** slowly caught the handed smoke.
Bowing, I bite into my mouth.
With a bang, the lighter showed a small group of weak Mars.
After several times, shaking, I finally put the semi-wet smoke on it.
She shuddered and closed the hollow black scorpion, taking a deep breath, as if to **** the smoke from the rain into the lungs.
The colorless lips are slightly open, and I want to spit out a ring of smoke, but I suddenly screamed!
Painful cough, painful gasping, almost made her bend down the back, and finally leaned against the wall.
The finger caught the unburned smoke, and it seemed that she had to cough up the lungs. She covered her face.
Trembling, coughing, and struggling to send the cigarette to the mouth and sucked a big mouth.
Look up, **** in big mouth...
The red Mars almost burned your fingers.
The black scorpion, which had no trace of brilliance, gradually filled with tears in the rising smoke, and slipped from the eyelids silently, blinking and mixing with the falling rain under the eaves.
The one-man show of this scene ends here.
The two men are just like stupid, standing in front of the monitor, they can't make a sound for a long time.
Until the latter scene, the two women groaned in the house, crying and laughing at each other's useless, fierce voices, only woke them up.
”director……”
Wei Ming’s national character face is a bitter smile except for a smile.
The director’s move is too embarrassing.
Too irritating him...
He looked at Lu Cheng and found that the buddy was still in a state of stunned, and he couldn't help but shoot him.
”how about it?”
祁 Directly sit down and point to the next screen.
”This, and this, two women, from the eyes to the demeanor, are drama!”
“It’s easy, and it’s a picture of a desolate woman who is in desperate needlessness and helplessness!”
He said, it seems to be a review of the filming experience just now, and I still have tried to touch the chin.
”This quarrel is a two-player drama that talks to each other afterwards. Both of them have their own lines of knowledge. Every sentence, every word, even every pause of breathing, is extremely close to the characters. heartstrings.”
”I won't say this word. The tone, tone, and voice of a woman are inherently more delicate than men. I don't force you.”
”but--”
The guide turned back the monitor again and adjusted it to the last picture of smoking under the roof of Yuyao Yaoyu.
”There is no line here, and even the lens of the upper body has always been.”
”She used this face... It’s a story that every frame stops, it’s a story, full of vicissitudes and heartfelt feelings!”
”On this pair of eyes, from the numbness of the void, to the stagnation of the desire to smoke, to the smoking, the eyes of life escape, fear, resistance to the conflict and resistance, to the end up, full of tears Suddenly... Slowly falling...”
”If you are, are you willing to call the card?”
Director of Hang Hang, did not suffocate to clear the scorpion.
”In addition, according to the script, I want to cry, and she wants to tremble on the ground and tremble, and it produces intense emotions... But when she gets here, she does not follow the script, but she has a different feeling.”
”Even though, I have no cards!”
He said that he was the most kindly director in the world, as if the director who kept calling and nitpicking in the past was not his own.
Wei Ming smiled reluctantly. ”Hey, this is a soundless voice, and the natural interpretation is better than the script.”
He ruthlessly smashed the ‘true face’ of the voyage.
”According to the script, you will be NG.”
Just like they follow the script, he is not satisfied.
The most difficult thing is never to release the crying, but to desperately suppress, not to cry, not to yell, all by seemingly calm, but the dark expression of the surging.
Forbearance is the most difficult problem.
This... If it is the heroine, it is already enough to take the prize!
What card is still stuck!
I did not hear this because I didn’t hear this.
”Our actress is very powerful. But look, it's the turn of the two of you men, I have to stop, let you play again, once again? Right? Is there any feeling?”
The male starring Lu Cheng was locked in a brow, and apparently did not keep up with the pace of their dialogue, immersed in their own surprise.