Chapter 628 Plot
After "respect is worse than obedience", Shen Pianli really taught Su Yu a lot of micro-expression skills. On the way to the residential building to shoot the next scene, Fu Xueying simply followed Shen Pianli's car, and the two newcomers were very happy. She listened very carefully, and Miss Fu asked her questions from time to time.

What should I do about eyelid jitter, for example, how can I know whether my expression is in line with the character and the plot, for example, how can I control it so that the traces of the performance are not too serious.

Regarding these questions, the answers Shen Pianlu gave were very annoying.

"The first way is to practice, keep practicing in front of the mirror, observe your own expressions, and imagine if you are an audience and see the character on the screen making such an expression in this scene, what kind of feedback will you have? Feeling embarrassed or feeling just right, directly following the actor himself into the role, happy or sad for the role and the plot."

"Is that what you do? Have you practiced every expression for a long time in front of the mirror?"

When Fu Xueying asked questions like this, she didn't look like a young lady at all, but her eyes were shining with admiration.

But Miss Shen thought about it and answered her,

"I rarely do this. In fact, I use the second method."

"What?" Fu Xueying looked at her expectantly.

Miss Shen said seriously,
"talent."

Fu Xueying: ...

"I can make the most suitable expression by instinct, and I rarely need to practice in front of the mirror."

Fu Xueying: What should I do if I want to beat someone?
The car quickly stopped at the residential building.

The night play will begin soon.

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【Deep Sea Radio】

This is the second night.

When Wen Lueyan finished all the exercises, his parents were still asleep.

When he closed the door and took out the radio from the bookcase, he suddenly felt that he was writing questions much faster?

Just like the instant rewards in psychology, I know that when I finish my homework, I can start listening to the radio, so even the mood of homework becomes lighter?

The teenager turns on the radio.

During the process, he was careful not to touch the knob.

Therefore, the radio channel should still be the position that was tuned out yesterday.

However, after waiting for a long time, only the sound of electric currents could be heard from the grid.

The young man frowned inexplicably, pressed the radio, barely suppressed the anxiety rising in his heart and waited for a while, but there was still no sound.

He had to start tuning again.

The various radio programs rolled over his ears and into the late hours of the night.

About 10 minutes later, in the abundant air-conditioning, except for the sweaty boy, I finally heard that voice again.

It is still the same background of the surging sea water, and the clear and melodious female voice.

They are mixed together, and it is more refreshing than the cold wind blowing from the air conditioner.

Like the sea breeze blowing through the wind chimes, tinkling into the night.

The boy who was still sweating just now calmed down without saying a word, and let out a long breath.

He slowly lay down on the table, the desk lamp illuminating his graceful profile.

There is also the corner of the lips that is slightly raised in a pleasant way.

The sea breeze was blowing in my ears, the tide was surging, and the Qingling voice came out from the grid with a low and smiling voice.

"What are we going to talk about today?"

"Mountains, rivers and wind, or food, beautiful scenery and beauties, or current affairs and politics?"

"Or, do you like watching the starry sky?"

"At this time, it seems like a good time to talk about the stars?"

"Look up out of your window, my lovely listeners."

(End of this chapter)

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