Actually I just want to act

Chapter 894 Substitute the role
In front of a large shopping mall with people coming and going, Mingfeng, the golden right foot of the year, walked down the street with a can of beer in his hand.

"Hmph, what's so amazing..."

After complaining, Ming Feng took a sip of beer, and the beer flowed down his beard and the corners of his mouth, looking sloppy.

Liang Qifeng has fully integrated into the role. He showed that he was fired by Qiangxiong, learned the truth about the match-fixing back then, and was interrupted by someone arranged by Qiangxiong.In fact, there was fire in his heart, but he knew that there was no way for him to take revenge, so he became a walking dead.

In this paragraph, if you are a senior actor, you will perform it when you see the script.

But only the top actors understand that Ming Feng still has a longing in his heart. He wants to defeat the devil team, and he wants to take revenge.

With tears in the corners of his eyes, Mingfeng looked upwards at the football game played on the big screen in the shopping mall.

In this scene, Fang Jiming used close-ups, because Fang Jiming knew that this was the place where his acting skills could be best demonstrated.

Well, Liang Qifeng didn't handle it well.

"Crack!!!"

Fang Jiming still couldn't help it, Liang Qifeng didn't feel like performing what he wanted.

"Director Fang!"

Liang Qifeng was a little embarrassed, this was the third time he was "clicked".

"Remember, you have nothing now, but you still can't let go of the feeling of football." Fang Jiming said to Liang Qifeng, "You look down and out now, but in fact you don't admit defeat, but the reality makes you I just feel hopeless." In fact, the feeling of acting is very metaphysical, and Fang Jiming doesn't know what to say, he can only recall the eyes of the original Wu Mengda from his memory.

Liang Qifeng said half-understood: "Director Fang, why don't I try again?"

"You can't act well. The film loses too much points. I'd rather not shoot the next part." Fang Jiming said seriously.

Liang Qifeng and other crew members were dumbfounded. How can there be such a serious director?

In particular, Xian Jianhua, who was watching the show, flicked his Mediterranean hairstyle, and said in his heart: "Such a person can still be such a successful director, the sky is really blind!" That's right, Xian Jianhua is still there. He hated Fang Zhiming for not lending him money, which made him almost desperate.Xian Jianhua would have accepted this role if he hadn't really run out of money.

"Okay, No.30 is the fourth time in seven games, action!"

This time, Liang Qifeng's acting skills exploded.

He played Ming Feng, with moist eyes, looking at the big screen above.

Yes, Liang Qifeng is now completely integrated into the role, as if recalling the youthful years when he dominated the court.That was the best time of his life, and now, he has nothing, even the only job left.Mingfeng's sorrow is greater than his heart's death. Although he still wants to play football, he knows that it is impossible for him.Then, according to the script, Ming Feng, played by Liang Qifeng, slowly turned his head away when Fang Jiming said, "It's not like kicking the ball like this!"

"it is good!!!"

Fang Jiming yelled, he was so excited, Liang Qifeng deserved to have practiced his acting skills hard, this scene was no worse than the original version.

"Quick, get ready for the next game."

Fang Jiming personally took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Liang Qifeng: "The acting was very good, can you tell me what you were thinking just now?"

Liang Qifeng scratched his head and said: "I put myself into the role, thinking that I was so majestic before, but now I am so depraved, but everything is caused by my greed, so I can't blame anyone. But I am very unwilling in my heart, but Trapped in reality, there is no other way..."

Fang Jiming was silent for a while, then patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Your understanding is correct, that's how it feels. Come here, this is the acting school. Only by substituting yourself into the role can you act better." What a character. However, don't get too deep into the drama, you must have the skills to come out on your own."

The actors around were silent.

Yes, they are all actors, how can they convince others?
Especially Xian Jianhua, he thought to himself: "Who is Liang Qifeng? When I became famous, I don't know where this kid is!"

But Chen Xiangnan and Gao Cheng, who came to study, saw what was inside, looked at each other, and understood how to act.

"Attention all departments, No.30 is ready to start filming for the first time in eight episodes!"

It was Fang Jiming's turn to play, and the camera zoomed into a medium shot. Fang Jiming was wearing a red vest, black trousers and a pair of sneakers with holes, doing a horse on two piles of garbage.

Liang Qifeng walked up to him with a slouch, and looked at Fang Jiming suspiciously: "What did you say?"

Fang Jiming let out a breath, then looked at Liang Qifeng, and said, "I said, the ball is not kicked like this."

Liang Qifeng glanced disdainfully: "Then, how should we kick?"

Fang Jiming lowered his head slightly and said, "In a word, the waist and the horse are one."

Liang Qifeng raised his eyes sharply, and glanced at Fang Jiming's direction. This was a continuous close-up, and he said, "What is 'waist and horse in one'?"

Fang Jiming flicked from the two lumps of garbage and landed easily, and the ground shook.

Of course, this is a special effect of the lens, it's just that the camera is not stable, and it feels like the ground is shaking.This point, Fang Jiming told the cameraman in the second seat in advance.

Liang Qifeng's eyes widened, and he looked at Fang Jiming suspiciously.

Fang Jiming made a gesture, then walked towards Liang Qifeng, and said: "It is a great martial artist who said that horses should be united, but if you want to know more, you can learn two kung fu lessons from me." ..."

Liang Qifeng tilted his head disdainfully and said, "What kind of kung fu are you learning?" Then he looked at Fang Zhiming's attire: "Look at you, aren't you sweeping the floor here?"

Fang Jiming chuckled and said, "Sweeping the floor is just my superficial job. My real identity is a research monk."

Liang Qifeng was taken aback for a moment, then imitated Fang Jiming's accent and said, "Research monk?!"

"Engage in the research on how to effectively develop Shaolin Kung Fu." Fang Jiming said seriously, but it looked very funny.In order to ease the embarrassment, Fang Jiming smiled, lowered his head and took out a business card from his trouser pocket—well, it was a note written by himself: "This is my business card!"

This is a close-up, and Liang Qifeng took a look at it: "Shaolin authentic, powerful vajra legs, Times Square roof?" He tilted his head and looked at it for a while, and finished reading the information on it.

Fang Jiming said happily: "Yes, very powerful!"

Then, he immediately performed a high leg raise, and the wind from his feet swayed away from Liang Qifeng's head.

"Hey... you can fight and kill, you can find someone else, I'm highly educated..." Liang Qifeng said with a look of disdain.

"wrong!"

Fang Jiming smiled and said, "Look at that beauty..."

(End of this chapter)