[Full-time Master Umbrella Repair] Su Muqiu congratulates 24 hours

Knowing that Director Ye is extremely picky about acting skills, acting in his hands must be peeling off. Some veteran actors who have participated in films directed by Ye Xiu said that this is a 'reborn'.

"Miss Boss, don't be angry." Su Muqiu comforted.

"How can I not be angry...?!"

"Boss Ma really thinks that Ye Xiu can please them?" Su Muqiu sighed softly, "Although I'm not very familiar with your idol, but I understand his style of doing things in the past two weeks in Dongqu..."

"What?" Chen Guo didn't understand, so she could only accept Su Muqiu's words, put Hongtai behind her, and went on to other things.

And because of Chen Guo's breaking the news in advance, Su Muqiu was mentally prepared for the crew to change. What he didn't expect was that this matter would spread to him so quickly.

"All cameras, turn off."

During the filming, Ye Xiu suddenly spoke.

All the staff looked at each other in blank dismay, still doing what the director said, and turned off the cameras one after another.And Ye Xiu limped his right leg that was in plaster, swayed in the director's chair, took out his phone, and opened the game in front of everyone.

The sound of cutting fruit immediately spread throughout the quiet studio.

"Director Ye, why do you want to turn off the camera? Do you want to switch to mobile photography?" A photographer asked nervously.

"Are you new?"

"Yes, it is!"

"Okay, let me explain to you once, listen carefully." He said lazily, "Is there a reason other than saving negatives for turning off the camera? The hero and heroine act like this, no matter how many times they are shot, the post-editing will be a one-shot. , just don’t waste the film, our crew is poor. Come on, the second act of the third act, the actors prepare. The fifth time, do it all over again.”

Su Muqiu and the stunned Ran Qiqi hurriedly took their seats, the makeup artist rushed over to touch up the makeup of the two, the props quickly returned to their place, the lights were turned on, everything was ready, only a few photographers were at a loss as to whether it was really wrong boot.

Ye Xiu freed one hand and waved it down: "Start."

They don't know it yet, and this is just the beginning.

Immediately afterwards, the second time, the third time...the tenth time, No.15 time...the repeated "beginning" is dizzying.

But Ye Xiu didn't look at the arena from the beginning to the end, and only repeated these three sentences:

"Again."

"No."

"If you don't want to act, can you just say it? Don't waste my time collecting points."

Su Muqiu was often troubled when she was a young actor in the teens, and she was able to maintain her attitude towards this kind of treatment, but Ran Qixi had never experienced such battles. She repeated it again and again, and she performed better every time It was worse last time.

At No.20 a few times, when Ran Qixi accidentally knocked over the solid wooden chair of the set, she finally couldn't hold back, tears rolled down, she quickly apologized, and wanted to find a tissue to dry off and continue, but her assistant rushed forward , hugged Ran Qixi, and cursed at Ye Xiu when he opened his mouth.

"There's something wrong with your crew, right? What's wrong with our Mu Muxixi? Why do you make an idol drama? "The Founding of a Nation"? You're so picky!?"

"It's up to the actor what I should do for the shoot." Ye Xiu answered casually.

The assistant was furious: "For idol dramas, the most important thing is that the actors are good-looking, isn't it?! Besides, we, Qiqi, work so hard!"

The rest of the crew didn't necessarily agree with her, but they were really tired after tossing back and forth, and the photography crew felt guilty, so they collectively kept silent.

Ran Qiqi whispered to the assistant that she was fine, but it was a pity that her eye sockets were slightly red and swollen from the tears shed just now, so the assistant hurriedly took Ran Qiqi back to the rest room, not forgetting to scold a few more words on the way.

The makeup artist who was yelled out by the assistant had no choice but to keep up, and then, for some reason, people from other groups also left, Ye Xiu simply waved his hand, let everyone go to rest, and came back an hour later──

"I don't know how many people will come back in an hour?" Ye Xiu chuckled.

This is the dismissal order.

In the blink of an eye, there were many people gone, and Su Muqiu was the only one left in the light.

He is still standing under the scorching headlights of the studio, wearing a complicated European-style preppy outfit, with golden double-breasted buttons that allow the straight dark fabric to fit his figure, trouser legs tucked into boots, sideburns and bangs combed with hairspray Looking up, showing exquisite and beautiful eyebrows──Su Muqiu’s custom-made photos of this outfit are selling very well, and it really echoes Assistant Ran’s saying, “Isn’t it enough for an idol actor to look good?”.

And Su Muqiu frowned, looking at Ye Xiu.

"Director, this is too much."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"It's about Ran Qiqi. She's just a newcomer..."

"Her? Why don't you tell me about yourself? You're also a newcomer. Or do you think you can speak for her because you haven't been 'badly made things difficult' by me?" Ye Xiu laughed, "It's just a fluke that you played better than her."

Unexpectedly, Su Muqiu didn't turn around and leave, instead heaved a long sigh, his shoulders slumped, his fingers inserted into his hair and messed up his hairstyle, and he nodded earnestly in agreement: "You're right, my acting is terrible. But I have I have a hunch that I will soon find the most suitable method for me, and sooner or later I will impress you."

Ye Xiu yelled, and looked up: "Hey—this answer is good and interesting."

This is the first time Ye Xiu looked directly at Su Muqiu today. He smiled at the young actor's face, his forearm was exposed under the rolled up cuffs, he propped his head in the director's chair, touched his chin, and suddenly said: .

"I've seen your award-winning film."

Su Muqiu was taken aback for a while, then replied, "Thank you..."

"You're welcome." Ye Xiu accepted the thank you frankly, "The acting in that movie was terrible. Watching that drama was wasting every precious moment of my life, and it also insulted my aesthetic level."

"..." Su Muqiu's heart twitched.

"After looking around, I only found a few advantages that are so small that they should be ignored. One is that you have a good-looking face, and the other is that you have a few lines. You speak well."

"Thank you Director Ye Jinpai for your guidance, what can I ask you?!" Su Muqiu said angrily.

He was half joking, half because he didn't believe that Ye Xiu could remember anything, and the other half was suspecting that he only remembered silly lines, such as "Woman, you are playing with fire", such lines are hard to forget.

Unexpectedly, Ye Xiu stood up suddenly, put down the script of Dongqu, unbuttoned the two buttons on his collar, messed up his hair, and with a light in his eyes, he shouted in a melodious tone: "'No. You can't force me, you can't use anything. I Will never turn my back on my country. Do you see that flag flying? It's my heart, my glory, my soul'."

Su Muqiu laughed out loud: "How can there be such exaggerated acting skills? I'm not acting in an opera, am I?"

Ye Xiu spread his hands: "This is your acting skills, from the very beginning. There are still a few paragraphs that are almost the same."

Su Muqiu choked, speechless in his heart, and then suddenly realized that Ye Xiu was serious and finished watching all of that TV series.

"Su Muqiu, in all fairness, your acting sucks, sucks. You have no acting skills at all, your emotions are unnatural, your body is exaggerated, and you can barely surpass others in two points: clear speech and good-looking face. It's a pity that you are not giving a concert."

Facing the expressionless Su Muqiu, Ye Xiu smiled, and said the second half of the sentence.

"But, it fascinates me."

Su Muqiu was stunned, and his expressionless face gradually revealed a look of bewilderment, as if he couldn't believe what he said to the person who demoted him to the ground.

Director Ye stepped forward and walked around him, his steps were as silent as a predator, his gaze was like a knife, as if he wanted to cut apart all his appearances, and go straight to the inside, Su Muqiu looked back calmly without dodging or avoiding.

"Su Muqiu, you have a rare talent. In "Autumn Night", you are just a supporting role, but you have received several times more attention than the leading actors, just because you in the play are more vivid than everyone else. Let them Like an actor wearing a painted skin, but you are the real Li Qiu."

"Let me see 'you'. Don't try to match the level of others, but lower your own acting skills."

"Turn your talent into your talent. I know why you came to the Winter Song production team, it's for me—just right, I'm here for you too."

Ye Xiu laughed, staring at the scorching fire in Su Muqiu's eyes.

"In five years, I will win the second best director award. And you will be my best actor."

Su Muqiu looked back, as if thinking about it, he thought he had thought about it for a long time, but the fact is that he made a decision almost immediately.

He stretched out his fist, facing Ye Xiu's direction, and raised a similarly proud smile.

"You're wrong, Ye Xiu. Within five years, people all over the world will come to see my movie, and then find out: You are the director."

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15. Keyword: yellow croaker

Ye Xiu dragged his body exhausted to get off work, waved goodbye to his colleagues in the police station who were watching the drama with full faces of jokes, opened the door of the dormitory, didn't even have the energy to change his clothes, and fell down directly on the sofa, sighing comfortably.

Just before he was watching TV with his feet crossed, and was about to fall into a sweet dream, a little one staggered out of the room, raised its short legs and climbed up on his chest with great effort, and looked at Ye Xiu who opened his eyes. relatively.

"Xiuxiu!" The small face very similar to his own was pressed against him, and the big light-colored eyes blinked, "I want to eat yellow croaker."

"I don't know how to fry, can I make do with fresh shrimp and fish?" Ye Xiu discussed seriously.

"Is it instant noodles?"

"Yes. Do you like instant noodles?"

The little guy bit his finger and wandered for a moment, finally nodded: "I like it, it tastes like braised beef."

Ye Xiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, that's great, we have the same taste, so we can buy a big box at a time, saving money and trouble."

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