Xianwu star

Chapter 162 Training
"Alas, another failure."

After sighing helplessly, Wang Zheng simply stopped comprehending the unity of three elements.Because he knows that he will succeed sooner or later in something like the unity of three elements.

And once you succeed, it's time to start opening the physical treasure.

At that time, my master in name will be no more than my brother, at most, I will be better than myself.

Wang Zheng, who is already familiar with the three-point return to vitality, knows that although the three-point return to vitality is powerful, it is not such a powerful skill in the Tianyuan world.

This can be seen from the acupoints in the physical body that can be opened by the three-point return to vitality.

A single one of the Fengyunshuang Three Uniques can open up 24 acupoints in the guru stage, and some of these 24 acupoints are repeated.

There are only more than 40 acupuncture points for fellow practitioners of the three schools.

But once the three elements are unified, 72 acupoints can be opened at one time, which can be regarded as a good method of true energy.

But compared with the top martial arts in Tianyuan World, it is far worse!
There are a total of 360 five acupuncture points in the human body. It is rumored that in those large holy places, there are methods to open up hundreds or even hundreds of acupuncture points.

There is even a supreme martial art that can open up several acupoints of Zhou Tian in the hidden martial arts family!

It is conceivable that even if it is a three-point return to vitality, it is no fart against those martial arts.

However, this does not hinder Wang Zheng's enthusiasm for the three-point return to vitality.For him, with his current fame, raising his strength to become a master martial artist is already a major event that has to be put on the agenda.

Therefore, this kind of life continued until the dryad grandma brought someone back, and then it was temporarily suspended.

Once everyone is here, Wang Zheng can't wait to start filming.

For Wang Zheng, who was making a film for the first time, he felt a little nervous, so Wang Zheng felt that it was necessary to give lessons to this group of newcomers.

Hence, Wang Zheng, who wandered around the set as usual, pulled over a Wendao monk from Qiongyun Academy, and said to him:
"Brother, please do me a favor and inform the cast and crew. I want to tell everyone how to act before filming."

"real or fake?"

"Damn! Brother Wang personally imparted the experience?"

"That, Senior Brother Wang, should we avoid it?"

Wang Zheng didn't hide his words, so the moment Wang Zheng finished speaking, he attracted the attention of the monks around him.

A group of literary monks immediately surrounded Wang Zheng.

"Senior Brother Wang, you said, do we need to avoid it?" A young man who looked a little cunning asked persistently.

When Wang Zheng heard this, he looked at him with a half-smile: "Why, do you want to hear it?"

"Hey, I'm just interested." The young man's words were a bit evasive.

At this moment, a young man with an upright face stood out from the crowd, cupped his hands towards Wang Zheng and said:
"Senior Brother Wang, to be honest, we really intend to learn from our seniors. After all, the few of us are also planning to film a story for our Qiongyun Academy. With Senior Brother Wang and other seniors here, we really don't want to miss this opportunity."

Wang Zheng laughed and patted their shoulders when he heard this: "Listen as much as you want, as much as you can learn is up to you."

"Long live Senior Brother Wang!" After receiving Wang Zheng's agreed answer, the several Wen Dao monks around were immediately overwhelmed with excitement, and happily went to notify everyone one by one.

In fact, even if the young man didn't tell the truth later, Wang Zheng's heart was like a mirror to the little Jiujiu in their hearts.

After all, Wang Zheng's cultivation base is there, and he has a good ear and eyes, and he has already heard from the Wen Dao monks who chatted while working that they also want to film by themselves.

Maybe it was because he stood taller and saw farther, Wang Zheng didn't raise his sense of vigilance against the thoughts of these young people as he should have.

He even allowed these Wendao monks to sit in on things like imparting performance experience.

Because he knew that acting, from a certain point of view, required talent.

Otherwise, with so many graduates from a certain college every year, why are there only a few people who can really be called actors?
The others are of course stars, but they cannot be called actors.Because their road to fame has nothing to do with their acting skills.

The main thing is routines, such as plastic surgery couples, who can be promoted to first-line stars just by their appearance.Even later, I have already bluntly said that I just have no acting skills.

Under such circumstances, it is true that monks with extraordinary strength are far superior to ordinary people in terms of learning ability and imitation ability, but Wang Zheng is not worried.

And take a ten thousand step back, even if there are good seedlings among these people, so what?Filming is not something that can be done by one person, what is needed in the end is an excellent director!
And Wang Zheng, who has most of the classic works of previous lives in his mind, is undoubtedly an excellent director.

Even many shooting techniques and editing methods are cultural deposits that Tianyuan World has never had before.

Under such a premise, even if there are good seedlings, they will not meet Bole or a limited horse in the future.

I have to say that scholars are reliable in their work, and it doesn't take long. The whole crew has been notified by them over and over again, and the meaning is very clear.

Even, an unknown cultivator of Wen Dao had a brain twitch, so he went back to the academy and told the dean that Wang Zheng wanted to teach him to act.

Wang Zheng didn't know the ending of that Wendao monk, he only knew that he was very depressed when he was with Xu Kang who came over with an old face...

The next day, after everyone had understood the script, Wang Zheng called them together and found an open place in the mountains to start short-term acting training.

In the open space, everyone used Wang Zheng as the center to use their means.

Brother Wen Dao wrote a poem, and a small tree with a crooked neck grew out as a seat.

The cultivator used spells, and the short stone pillars condensed out.

The magician chanted a spell, and the crystal ice cubes were frozen out of thin air.

They used their own methods, and quickly surrounded Wang Zheng to do their best, like birds waiting to be fed, waiting for Wang Zheng, a senior in the entertainment industry, to start giving lectures.

On the other hand, Wang Zheng was standing on a rock with dignity, because standing here would make him stand out more, and also allow these students to better see his movements.

"Cough cough."

Wang Zheng cleared his cough, attracting everyone's attention.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, Wang Zheng had a smile on his face, and said:
"As you may all know, the Chinese Ghost Story we shot this time is different from the works I shot before.

This can be seen from the timing.The ones I filmed before, I call him TV series.And this A Chinese Ghost Story, I call him a movie.

So, everyone who has read the script, have you ever boldly guessed what is the difference between movies and TV dramas? "

(End of this chapter)