I really can't act

Chapter 64 I Still Can't Experience It
That night, Fang Yi was indeed assigned to a farmer's house, and it was close to Zhang Yi.

Although this place is remote, fortunately the bed is clean and the best conditions are given as far as possible. He rolled here for half the night and couldn't sleep.

When I got up, I found that there were striped erythema on my body, like an allergy.

As soon as I noticed this, I became fully awake and went out to relax.

The night sky in Tengchong is strangely bright, and many stars can be seen. Fang Yi raised his head here, imagining that a group of people buried here a few decades ago, unknown to everyone.

When Lan Xiaolong wrote the novel, he said: "I want more people to know about this place and this matter."

Kang Honglei hit it off with him and was willing to reproduce these stories.

Although the tone was too sad - Fang Yi had already read the script before he came, but whether it was the people here or the crew from outside, they all had the will to tell others.Not many people survived back then, and they were passed down orally from generation to generation.

Fang Yi called up the system in his mind.

"Current level 1 [54/100]."

There is one mask left.Can "enter" again.

What is the intent of the system.Just let him reproduce the stories of these people and learn some skills.

What about level 2?
Level 3?

"..."

The wooden door creaked.

Fang Yi didn't turn his head. Hearing the fast and slow footsteps, he said, "Zhang Yi, you can't sleep either."

"I can't sleep." Zhang Yi stood side by side with him and nodded deeply.

In the process of nodding, Zhang Yi saw the paddy field under the moonlight, like a mirror, faintly illuminating the silhouettes of the two.

This silhouette has no face, only body proportions and temperament, however.One wants to become a fairy, and the other is just a rough guess, it is a mammal.

Zhang Yi subconsciously limped back, so as not to spoil the beauty of the picture.

Fang Yi wondered, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Yi straightened up and shouted, "It's nothing."

Limp down again.

Zhang Yi asked what happened yesterday evening, "Fang Yi, are you an expression school? I know that most of your majors have gone to the expression school." He smiled wryly at himself. , If you don’t make a living, you should act as you are. Sometimes, you won’t be able to act for a long time.”

"It takes a while to get used to acting in a play. It's not as easy as you."

Fang Yi thought about Zhang Yi's words in his heart.

He is indeed an expressionist, that's right, he tries to understand and act like a problem.

But what happened in "Migrant Workers" and "New Three Kingdoms" can't be explained clearly with acting skills.

He didn't answer in time.

Zhang Yi thought that was what Fang Yi meant, and said, "Actually, Duan Yihong and I are both experientialists—he is even more exaggerated than me. The crew, after a while, the only one convinced was Duan Yihong."

"He's from my way... I just want to see if you can act well from another way."

Fang Yi responded, "Tomorrow there should be my play, and you will be able to tell the difference."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi smiled excitedly.When I went back to my room, I said, "You go to bed earlier, when Director Kang will shoot, it's not fixed."

Seeing that Fang Yi still didn't show signs of going back.

Zhang Yi shook his head there, just as the door was about to close.Leaving a trace, he observed Fang Yi's back.

We said so.

Zhang Yi is a school of experience.

He stood up straight, facing the faint moonlight cast by the window, he couldn't help himself, imagining that he was like the person outside the door, an independent and free knight who could wear a bamboo hat, and the breeze made his clothes flutter.The appearance of a fairy in the world made him feel extremely comfortable, but he still couldn't "experience" it.

The more it gets worse, the more it gets worse.

I don't know how long.

Zhang Yi turned on the light, and suddenly saw himself on the mirrored wardrobe in the countryside.

There is a saying, to judge how good-looking is, that is to find a good-looking person, just stare at him, and after a few minutes, immediately look in the mirror.

Pooh!
Zhang Yi was taken aback.

Experienced, like him, how to play a handsome guy?If you want to experience it, you must first be yourself, but you are not.

Wood big wood big wood big!

Just as he was thinking, he went to see the people outside the door.

is no longer there.

Zhang Yi finally remembered something and took out his phone to check the time.

He quickly jumped into the quilt, just closed his eyes, hum!The phone rang.

Oh shit.

scolded.

While getting up, Zhang Yi also felt that he had been injected with a dementia drug. During this period, he didn't feel the passage of time, just empty.

why.

Zhang Yi's eyes gradually turned red.

Because, damn it, I've been watching other people's backs, and I'm fascinated by it.

Zhang Yi remembered the reason why he was eliminated by the examiner when he was in the re-examination of the Central Opera.

Your image is not good.

There is no pause.Just like he is now, with a sudden shock.Not sarcasm, but instinctively said:
Your image is not good.

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Kang Honglei, Director Kang, likes to shoot war scenes first, but the first scene he chose was literary drama.

I have come to know Zhang Yi acquainted, and explained to Fang Yi: "Their filming, they pay attention to a lottery, and they can't be NG in the first scene, even if the filming is not good, they have to. Otherwise, they will always be NG."

"Still believe this?"

Zhang Yi said, "Why don't you believe me? Don't worry about us, just Duan Yihong from your school. His original name was Duan Long. He changed his name after he came out and asked the master to look at him."

"What's the meaning."

"Broken, yes, red! Didn't he take the exam for three full years? You are him, don't you think you are unlucky? What if you act in a movie? How many three years in life?"

"I thought that the only people who believed in this were Hong Kong..."

"Fang Yi, I use my ten years of experience in film and television production to guarantee that the mainland is not much better. If it weren't for this, I, Zhang Yi, would jump from here, I..."

After that, Zhang Yi winked, leaned over and whispered, "However, there may be other meanings... He used to be in school, and he liked Taohong in the class—you know, it's Xu Guangtou's wife."

"Talk more, I love to hear this."

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes, "Duan, Yi, Hong, you can understand it that way."

He also said, "Duan Yihong and Taohong have always been the top two in their grades. Taohong is a member of the synchronized swimming team, a member of the national level. He is already very famous without going to school; Duan Yihong, from the Northwest, is a young After entering the exam, he was out of tune with his classmates, had never seen a mango, didn't know there were pits, and made jokes, but Tao Hong didn't laugh at him, but comforted him."

Fang Yi said with emotion: "So, the impoverished Northwest boy fell in love with a girl from the city?"

"Eh!"

Zhang Yi bent down even more lamely, "He used to like her, didn't I know that, I thought you all knew about it!"

At this moment, Fang Yi somehow thought of himself and Song Yi.

However, Song Yi is not a poor boy.

——The venue is set up, Duan Yihong, who is the lead actor and also a subject, is doing his part to take the first shoot.

Kang Honglei said: "Try to go through it once, but I will definitely let you pass it, but you know it yourself, it's not good..."

Duan Yihong didn't speak.He was visibly nervous.Constantly stroking the Avalokitesvara pendant on his chest.He believes in Buddhism.

So much so that Kang Honglei didn't call to start filming for a long time, and looked at him in surprise.

Although it is located in the south, this small world is strangely chilly.

Fang Yi asked suddenly: "What you said is not NG rules. In our kind of crew with many explosion scenes and people are easy to die, we should be more particular, isn't it so?"

Zhang Yi tore his lips and replied absent-mindedly:

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)