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Chapter 9 "I'll beat you to death!"

[Congratulations on obtaining a brand new entry: Five Senses Contest]

Zhang Feng laughed when he saw this brand new entry. Have you seen too much cross talk?
Funny enough, Zhang Feng decisively turned his attention to the entry attribute.

The name of the entry is not important, what matters is the attributes of the entry.

Don't be as tasteless as the previous entry.

Compete with five senses: You can control your five senses at any time.

It is quite useful.

Zhang Feng tried it in front of the mirror, and found that his expression changed more naturally.

Whatever expression state you want can be given quickly.

This is very good!

After getting such a new entry, Zhang Feng felt much better.

Good mood!
sleep!
Zhang Feng looked at the time, reminded Wang Baoqi, and then started to sleep.

Wang Baoyu glanced at Wang Bing's bed, gave up being Sherlock Holmes, and went to sleep.

Wang Bing was enlightened today. Seeing that Zhang Feng and Wang Baojun had started to sleep, he also lay on the bed.

Just 2 minutes after lying down, he slapped himself.

"Damn mosquitoes!"

I don't know which scientist can invent a medicine to eliminate the entire mosquito race, just wipe out all the mosquitoes on the earth!

Wang Bing cursed.

Drowsily fell asleep.

……

Zhang Feng and Wang Baozhen squatted under the tree, it was a brand new day, and there were many people standing around, looking forward to it.

Sister Yan did not know when she came behind the two of them.

He reached out and patted the shoulders of the two of them lightly.

"Have you had breakfast yet?"

"I just finished eating the steamed buns!" When Wang Bao'er saw Huang Yan, there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Ah! I'm going to take the two of you to have breakfast!" Huang Yan was a little disappointed, and her voice was a little low.

Wang Baojun was about to speak when the group leaders came at this time.

The car arrived at the entrance of Beijing Film Studio, and the beeping of the horn, like a magic spell, quickly attracted everyone's attention.

Wang Baohua rushed out abruptly.

He had to get a job, and Zhang Feng already had a job yesterday.

And he is still in an unknown state today. Although Sister Yan said that she can help, it will consume Sister Yan's favor after all, and Wang Baozhen is unwilling.

He is also very concerned about Zhang Feng's success.

He's not bad at proving himself.

So when he saw the group leaders' cars approaching, Wang Baozhen rushed into the crowd without looking back.

A small man, he jumped hard so that the leader of the group could see him.

"Me!" He kept waving his arms, trying to get the group's attention.

"Are you so short? Do you still want to be an actor? Even if I were a monkey, I would be better than you!" The group of leaders glanced at Wang Bao and sneered.

The people around quickly burst into laughter.

Wang Bao'er blushed. He knew that there was no chance here, so he rushed to the other group leader unwillingly.

"Brother, can you look at me?"

He looked at the group leader expectantly.

"You are not good-looking, not tall, and you speak the local dialect of your hometown. Everyone knows that you are from the countryside. You are so young, a child from the countryside, and have not received any performance training. No matter how you say it, it will be difficult for you to achieve success. !”

The leader of the group shook his head, not mocking, he just stated a fact.

This sentence shocked Wang Baoqi. He had heard this sentence too many times.

When he came to Beijing Film Studio, he heard the most words like this.

He seemed even shorter.

That sentence weighed on his shoulders like a mountain.

When the car arrived, Zhang Feng wanted to say hello to Wang Baozhen before leaving, but he saw Wang Baozhen with dull eyes.

"You have to believe in yourself!"

Zhang Feng wanted to say it, but he didn't.

Sometimes the truth is more terrifying and suffocating.

……

At some point, Wang Baozhen raised his head, and he tried his best to find Zhang Feng's figure.

It was no longer under the tree, nor was it seen in the crowd.

He knew that Zhang Feng probably left.

"Do you want to accept it?" Wang Baozhen asked himself.

"If you don't work hard at home, what kind of star do you want to be? If you are like this, what kind of dream are you dreaming of?"

"You know nothing about being an actor. You might as well go to a construction site and earn more than that!"

"What's the use of your kung fu? If you don't want you, you don't want you!"

One sentence stuck in my heart like a needle.

pain!It hurts!

"I don't accept it!" Finally Wang Baojun gritted his teeth, he didn't accept it!He doesn't accept such words, he, Wang Baoyu, can definitely become an actor, a star.

Sure can.

He continued to rush towards the head of another group.

"Brother, I can do it! I can also do kung fu!" He jumped, he waved...

……

I came to the familiar crew yesterday and met the assistant director, who also recognized Zhang Feng.

Let someone take Zhang Feng and get the costume.

Zhang Feng changed into his clothes. This was a military uniform from the period of the Anti-Japanese War. The moment he put it on, Zhang Feng felt that his chest was much taller and straighter.

The assistant director looked at Zhang Feng's condition and nodded with some satisfaction.

"Not bad! It looks good in terms of momentum!"

He had seen too many people and was not imposing enough. He looked like a traitor when he put on these clothes.

"Don't be nervous later, the lines are very simple, just a few sentences! It's easy to remember! The focus is on your position and status!"

The assistant director patted Zhang Feng on the shoulder, and after putting down his hand, he was a little surprised.

Zhang Feng didn't feel the slightest nervousness, at least not physically.

He has encountered the kind of actor who finally got two lines of dialogue and was so nervous that he was shaking even before filming.

It was the first time he had encountered someone like Zhang Feng who didn't respond at all.

It doesn't look like he has any experience, could I be wrong?
The assistant director was a little puzzled.

Zhang Feng's role is not at the beginning, but in the middle.

He stood in a corner, trying to familiarize himself with the lines and his own movements.

again and again.

"It's your turn!" Someone patted Zhang Feng on the shoulder.

Zhang Feng nodded slightly, then walked to the set, where he stood.

The location has already been arranged.

Gun in hand.

At the same time, all departments are also frantically preparing, the lighting is adjusted, and the camera is aimed at Zhang Feng's position, trying to walk around the screen.

"All departments are ready to finish. All irrelevant personnel should leave as soon as possible. Prepare to begin!" the director shouted.

All irrelevant personnel were quickly evacuated, and only the scenes needed by the director appeared in the shot.

"Fifth scene, first shot, first start!"

Following these words from the field recorder, Zhang Feng lay down in the trench.

The mud splashed and blasted Zhang Feng's face.

Zhang Feng wiped the dust off his face viciously, and then let out a bah.

This movement was not originally done, mainly because of the dirt, and he did it subconsciously.

"Dog Day Drop!"

Gritting his teeth and cursing, he straightened his body from the trench and pointed the gun in front of him.

The anger boiling in his eyes made the director nod slightly. The young man is really good. He didn't make any mistakes!
"Kill your tortoise grandson!"

(End of this chapter)