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Heath performed so well that Fang Chuhan couldn't recover from the shock for a long time.

The unshakable determination of the role in Heath's soul: I am Fanyue, I have clear insight, and I embrace all the lovely, dirty, and turbulent people and things of Jingzong with love, but when I don't need me, I will not be contaminated with half a grain of dust.

It gave Fang Chuhan a great feeling.

"Heath, it seems that actors need a sense of belief."

"A sense of faith?" Heath pondered for a while, "Is it the devotion to the character?"

Fang Chuhan nodded. Although Heath couldn't see him nodding, he sensed Fang Chuhan's emotions.After pondering for a while: "When I played the clown, I had a stronger sense of faith. I locked myself in a dark room for two full months before creating the madness of the clown. I poured all my soul into that role , which also caused me to be unable to act for a long time. So I don’t know if it’s right for me to do this.”

Looking at the mirror in the bathroom, Fang Chuhan saw Heath's confusion and leftover madness in his own eyes.

"Heath, watch me play a part." Fang Chuhan thought for a while, and quickly ran back to the set. The day's filming work was over, and everyone had already called it a day.

The empty temple, because of the red glow of the sunset in the evening, gives people a sense of grandeur instead of solemnity.

Fang Chuhan walked to the inner hall, let Heath leave him, and watched his performance from the director's point of view.

With no opponent, Fang Chuhan brewed his emotions for a while, and began his own interpretation in Heath's "action!":

The long scarf was used as a sleeve, Fan Yue entered the house, picked up the kettle, but didn't pour tea, touched it, the water was cool.

He turned around in the room and sat down. Suddenly, his ears pricked up, but without moving his head, he said coldly, "You know you're back?"

He stood up and stopped near the door: "Next time, wipe your shoes clean before lying. For today's matter, go to Fengxianna to receive the punishment."

Then, he didn't even walk towards the mountain step by step, he just teleported and left the side hall.

Although the whole performance does not have the immersion of Fan Xing, it is still exquisite.

Has Fang Chuhan's own characteristics.

"Heath, do you think there is anything wrong with my acting just now?" Fang Chuhan ran back and asked him.

Heath shook his head: "I think it's good, what do you want me to see."

Fang Chuhan nodded: "Do you know? I imitated this. I imitated Yan Yu talking to the people below him, and then I understood what he might say, so I created the character. So, Heath, I think we don’t have to stick to a single way of playing a role, we can completely cultivate both internally and externally.”

"Cultivate both internally and externally?" Hiss recalled what he said, his eyes suddenly lit up, "I'll try it tomorrow, I used to have someone who looks a bit like Fanyue by my side, I'll see the effect."

"Well, maybe we shouldn't stick to the process, but should pay more attention to what we want to bring to the audience. The most amazing thing about the creator is that they create the most vivid and natural state of life, so we can learn from this It’s amazing.” Fang Chuhan recalled what Professor Yang had said to him in school:

An actor, if he only knows how to get into the play, he doesn't know how to get out of the play.

He can only do one play well.

An actor, if he knows how to balance his life in and out of the play,

He can act well for a lifetime.

Heath's life is over, but, after living to death, let go of his cognitive persistence and fanatical deduction methods to gain a better enlightenment.

"Tomorrow I'll still drink beer, you continue to enter my body, try to deduce, try to see if the new method can achieve the same effect." Fang Chuhan suggested.

Heath nodded, maybe, he could really try to find it and solve his confusion.

Satisfied, the two walked towards the rest area, waited for the other filming groups to finish, and then returned to the hotel together.

But they didn't realize that behind them, Bi Yao came out from the shadows.

The assistant next to him covered his mouth and widened his eyes: "Sister, is this Fang Chuhan a ghost?"

Bi Yao didn't say a word. In the showbiz, there are too many things like raising little ghosts or finding masters to set up battles.

If Fang Chuhan also plays these things, then she doesn't have to worry, Fang Chuhan is a terrible opponent.

Because such a person does not rely on real skills and cannot go far.

After the last set of filming, the big team returned to the hotel in mighty form.

Although Yan Yu was not there, Heath politely left Fang Chuhan's room and made an appointment to meet again the next day.

Fang Chuhan took out his mobile phone. There was no mobile phone signal in the tropical rainforest, so he gave up.

When I arrived at the hotel, looking at the full signal, I suddenly missed Yan Yu very much, hoping to receive a call from him.

However, he didn't dare to ask him to take the initiative to call, because he didn't know what to say.

Hesitating until very late, Fang Chuhan took a close-up of his hand wearing an emerald bracelet in Moments, with the text "On the first day, he said, SN.", and sent it out.

Yan Yu didn't know how to use WeChat, so he naturally couldn't see what Fang Chuhan posted.

But he sensed the call of the emerald earrings,

At this moment, he is walking in the desert in Australia and China.

"Are you sure, he's hiding where the funnel-shaped spiders gather?" Sparrow Demon followed Monica and said this to her.

He said more than all the people combined. After Yan Yu appeared, the first thing Monica said was: Can you take him back?

At this moment, he is sparing no effort to exert his blind beep skills.

Yan Yu followed behind, and the call of the emerald earrings made him stunned for a moment, and then he sensed Fang Chuhan's breath and his emotions.

The corners of Yan Yu's mouth twitched, and then disappeared quickly, as if that happy expression had never appeared before.

But the mantra has already been uttered in his mouth.

Fang Chuhan, who was asleep, didn't notice that a very small flying squirrel crawled out of the emerald earrings.

As it came out, there was also a tuberose, placed on the bedside.

The spooky sprites that popped out of nowhere, smelling Fang Chuhan's sweet scent, crawled into the room.

They were all burned by the little flying squirrel's flames.

Fang Chuhan slept peacefully until dawn, and saw the evening primrose on his phone.

When he thought of passion, Yan Yu whispered in his ear that he was like Ye Laixiang, his face was as red as burning.

Probe left and right, didn't see anyone else, quickly put the tuberose into the book, washed and went out in a hurry.

Everything was the same as yesterday. When they arrived at their destination, Fang Chuhan finished his makeup and took out beer while waiting for Bi Yao and Chen Ziling.

After everything was ready, Director Lin asked his assistant to rush the stage.

Fang Chuhan walked over, but didn't notice that Bi Yao behind him was looking at the beer can he had drunk.

The assistant nodded to her, and Bi Yao felt relieved and walked towards the seat.