What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 96 96. Jiang Xiaoling's Line Skills 2.0
After returning to the hotel at night, Xia Yuan's mental state was much better than during the day.

Ying Sitong saw him and said something to him, Xia Yuan behaved almost as usual.

Only then did she feel a little relieved.

In the next few days of filming, Xia Yuan worked harder than before. After all, his physical ability has deteriorated, and he can no longer be as unscrupulous as before, and most of them still have to use skills.

Fortunately, he had a good foundation before accepting the true blood of the blood family. He is also young and learns things very quickly. He has also made some progress under the guidance of Chen Dan and Wu Jing, and he can adapt to the current shooting rhythm.

If there is anything to say, it is nothing more than a big dream. After a few months of hanging up, I was suddenly beaten as a mortal, and I needed to make some adjustments in my mentality.

Fortunately, Xia Yuan has a big heart and can regulate himself well.

The filming of Captain China went smoothly. According to the chief director, it is expected to be completed in two weeks.

After that, Xia Yuan didn't have much of a role. Every day he went to help with some physical work, and at the same time learn from Duan Qian.

"Senior Sister Duan, how do you think my acting is doing recently?"

"No." Duan Qian was dressed in a modern military outfit with heavy camouflage makeup on her face. She was going to snipe aliens later.

"You don't have the experience. You have to explain it in a simple way."

Duan Qian poked Xia Yuan mercilessly.

"You play an image of a saint with extraordinary ability, experience, and spiritual power, but you only play his indifference and aloofness, which is not enough."

"To put it bluntly, you just don't believe it enough."

While talking, Duan Qian adjusted the posture of holding the gun.

"Ordinary people who play old people imitate their demeanor and behavior. But if they are sent by experience to play old people, they really believe that they are an old man. The old people should suffer from illnesses, degraded body functions, sore legs and feet...etc. All believed to be true.

That's why I can express my feelings. "

"No one has lived such a long age. How can I experience a person who has lived for thousands of years..."

When Xia Yuan said this, he suddenly froze.

There are two old monsters in the family who have lived for thousands of years, but if they really imitate them, they are far from the image of the mysterious person in the script.

"Didn't I fight aliens too?"

Duan Qian rolled his eyes at him, then picked up a 98k and pulled the bolt.

"However, human beings are about to perish. We cannot stand idly by. I hope to contribute a little bit to myself, the country, and the people I love."

Xia Yuan nodded silently, and took two steps back.

Duan Qian plays two roles in the Chinese captain, one is Wei Feng's lover thousands of years ago, and the other is his future comrade-in-arms.

Although they look the same, their personalities are completely different.

The lover thousands of years ago was gentle and graceful, while the future comrades-in-arms are strong and courageous, the kind who can rush out to fight others at any time.

She has been showing signs of being a bit smart lately. When you go to talk to her, you have to see what she is performing that day.

After Xia Yuan left, Mo Qianqian appeared behind Duan Qian holding wolfberry tea.

"Can you tell him what he understands? Imagination also requires talent."

"If you don't kick him, how do you know if he can learn to swim?"

"Hehe," Mo Qianqian clicked his lips, "don't be drowned. And you, do you know that I always hear you talking in my sleep at night and feel very scary.

You said last night, 'Guys, I'll take it off as a tribute, you can do what you want'.

After a while I laughed until my scalp went numb, and said, 'I've been waiting for countless flowers to bloom for you, my alien. '"

"Huh?" Duan Qian frowned, "Am I so unprofessional?"

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After a few days, Xia Yuan finished the project ahead of schedule.

In fact, his roles in the play are not many, mainly concentrated in the first half of the movie, and he came out later to play soy sauce as Wei Feng's spiritual mentor.

So after the filming of Xia Yuan's role is finished, it will be considered as a finale.

The others have to stay behind, and it is estimated that there will be another ten days.

In fact, all movies are similar to this model. Each actor, from a dead man who is a dead man to a big star who is popular in half the sky, has his own itinerary plan, and there are as many as two hundred people gathered at the opening banquet. However, by the time of the finale, there may be only 20 people left.

Xia Yuan's continued stay would only increase the burden on the crew and the family. After all, food and lodging cost money, and Ying Sitong's trip to Beijing was not reimbursed by the crew, and could only be counted as family expenses.

So Xia Yuan bought him and Ying Sitong a ticket to fly back to Yunze City the next day.

Although he was finished, Jiang Xiaoling's role was not over yet, she felt a little regretful that she couldn't be with Xia Yuan and the others on this trip.

The three of them finally had some free time in the evening, Xia Yuan proposed to go to a restaurant.

He first asked for Jiang Xiaoling's opinion.

This guy has been a bit obsessed with reciting scripts recently, he raised his head and replied without thinking, "Boobs are fried eggs."

Xia Yuan frowned severely.

I haven't seen you for a few days, Jiang Xiaoling's imperial dialect is good!
"However, is it necessary to go to a restaurant for such a common dish, scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

He looked back at Ying Sitong again.

The beautiful young woman's eyes lit up, and just as she was about to speak, Xia Yuan quickly stopped her.

"Tan Yaxue, you can add some duck blood, pig blood, and chicken blood to the hot pot."

Ying Sitong gave him a thumbs up in agreement.

"I have no eyes. (I have no objection)" Jiang Xiaoling nodded, "If the girl is satisfied, she will be a son."

Oh, why does this sound so awkward?

When they arrived at the hot pot restaurant, the group sat down at their seats, and Xia Yuan began to order.

Because it is in the commercial street, surrounded by restaurants.

While Xia Yuan was ordering, Jiang Xiaoling raised her head and counted the names of the surrounding shops while practicing her imperial dialect.

"Orphan feast."

"Old arsenic meat."

"Chopper."

"What the hell?"

Xia Yuan suddenly raised his head.

I found out that Jiang Xiaoling said a few things just now:

Aunt banquet.

Old Poxi boiled mutton.

KFC.

Mom! !

What on earth is the chief director of Wu Jing thinking? Isn't it a little too embarrassing for Jiang Xiaoling to play a man from the imperial capital?
This person refers to both Jiang Xiaoling and director Wu Jing.

Xia Yuan ordered the dishes, passed them to the waiter, and turned to look at Jiang Xiaoling with interest.

"What do you think of KFC?"

"No, it's all spicy street food."

"What?"

Xia Yuan didn't quite understand.

"Garbage." Ying Sitong translated for him in front of him, "I understand everything. Sister Ling said that KFC is junk food."

Jiang Xiaoling put down his chopsticks, and said word by word, "Yes, spicy, rubbish, son!"

Awesome!

Xia Yuan's expression was painful, and he wished he could clap her hands, now Jiang Xiaoling has an inside taste.

He thought for a while and asked Jiang Xiaoling, "You think the three turtles will come and listen?"

Jiang Xiaoling looked at him silently, speaking in a correct manner, with the demeanor of a broadcast host, and said word by word:

"Force, son, three!"

"Whatever, I think it sounds good after listening to it a lot."

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