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Chapter 736 Sad Acting

During the filming in the company of the man in black a few days ago, Rossi could clearly see from the monitor that this group of people restored their own lives, but when it came to the scene of Forrest Gump, they lost their composure.

There was no distraction, no words, and the feeling of being photographed by the camera suddenly didn't look like themselves.

Play abnormally, this is Rossi's first reaction.

Gan Jing retreated outside the company gate with a blank expression after hearing the recording of the scene. He didn't go to sit, but stood in the corner facing the wall and kept silent. This is a way to maintain the state of acting——I turned around Go, and you are not in the same world.

"Come back to your previous state, this is Forrest Gump, this is a very important scene." Although Rossi was dissatisfied, his tone was still not serious.

At this time, the middle-aged white man who was in charge of speaking lines to Forrest Gump was a little confused. He thought for a while and decided to ask: "How should I act?"

How a person should perform in front of the camera is a huge teaching content.

Rosie stared at the middle-aged white man, stuck!

I haven't seen you ask before, isn't it a good performance?Why do you suddenly start asking such simple yet difficult questions now?

The middle-aged white man remained silent after asking the question.

Rossi didn't know how to answer for a while, and finally spit out a sentence: "No need to act, you are what you usually are now! Truth, truth first!"

The middle-aged white man was obviously still a little confused. Immediately, this uneasiness was fully expressed in the next two shots, and such a group of extras lost their sense.

Gan Jing walked slowly to the monitor after the director called to stop for the third time, and signaled with his eyes to Rossi to play back the previous section.

He watched it several times, and found that every time he walked into the door in this picture, the group performers would always look at him unconsciously, thus destroying the atmosphere created by the entire group.

Such small movements are detrimental to the whole.

Gan Jing didn't think that such a group of people would take such special care because of his status as a star actor, so...there was another factor, probably because of what Cass had ordered.

He waved to the middle-aged white man A: "What did Cass say to you?"

Middle-aged A said naturally: "I want to protect your safety." This spoken English spoke with a very local accent, and still used honorifics.

Gan Jing stroked his forehead: "Is there anything to pay attention to during filming?"

A was silent.

"I'm safe. This drama is the most important thing right now." Gan Jing thought for a while, and said to the person in front of him, "Tell everyone that the camera doesn't exist."

A was silent, and B came over.

Gan Jing guessed that among these people there were different ranks, and that the latter person might be more useful in speaking, so he repeated it again.

B silently nodded.

Gan Jing grasped the characteristics of this group of people, silently, silently...they didn't talk too much.

The adjustment this time is very effective. Although I still haven’t gone through it all over again, the effect has already come out. Gan Jing asked the group performer B after the call to stop this time, and learned about his adjustment method—announced the cancellation of the protection for Forrest Gump .

Well, the effect is outstanding.

By the second time, the atmosphere in the company was almost the same.

After Gan Jing stepped into the gate, his feeling was much stronger than before. What he heard and saw was the original ecology here.

"Aurelio, the bill is up there." The middle-aged white man Ben was talking to his companion, and he said casually after seeing A-Gump coming in.

Gan Jing nodded, and couldn't help but hunched his back. This is the awe that Sicilian people have for these people. Since childhood, the influence of the men in black has been spreading around them. To the outside world, these people may be a story. It's a legend, but for him, this is life.

Gan Jing's fingers were trembling slightly again.

He didn't seem to be aware of it at all, just playing and walking upstairs with a masked smile.

"Over there." Although the middle-aged man was chatting, he was still subconsciously paying attention to the people in the hall. There was a hint of sternness in his suspicious eyes, and the real coldness in his caring smile, just like in the past For 30 years, he treated all suspicious people and asked, "What's wrong with you today?"

The camera at the back clearly captured that A-Gump's back was drenched with sweat, but this time he was facing the middle-aged white man, so he was not seen.

"I'm thinking about how to deal with the bill." Gan Jing's fingers stopped trembling, and the masked smile faded from his face, covered by a numb expression.

Rossi, who was behind the monitor, watched the changes in the details of this scene, and couldn't wait to scratch her heart hard, itchy, it was so itchy!
The middle-aged white man looked at Aurelio with a scrutinizing gaze, and then nodded after a few seconds without saying anything.

Gan Jing walked in another direction blankly, instead of taking the elevator, he walked up the stairs to the second floor.

Click, click, click.

The sound of leather shoes echoed in the corridor, maintaining a frequency, but A-Gump's eyes seemed to light up in the monitor. His spirit of sleeplessness and anxiety changed at this moment, and his walking posture also appeared cheerful. Quite a lot.

squeak.

This change came to an abrupt end when the wooden door at the top of the stairs was pushed open, and Gan Jing's brilliance faded again. If he changed his clothes and makeup, no one would believe that he was the same person.

Several people in the corridor on the second floor took a look at Aurelio, who often came here to handle accounts, but said nothing, as usual gloomy and depressing.

Gan Jing didn't seem to lose his way on the first floor, and walked into the office next to him with ease, and the messy original bills were lying on the table.

As soon as he entered the door, his fingers couldn't help trembling again, he exhaled lightly, took out his mobile phone and quickly started to take pictures of the original bills, whenever the sound of leather shoes came from the corridor, Gan Jing would put the mobile phone away.

bell bell bell.

A piercing sound of the phone passed through the closed door of the room and reached Gan Jing's ears, which made his whole body stiff. He subconsciously put the phone in his pocket and began to deal with it as he did in the past few years. original bill.

After a while, there was a burst of footsteps from far to near, and the door was pushed open.

"Have you dealt with it?" The middle-aged white man at the beginning walked in and said solemnly.

Gan Jing lowered his head and didn't turn around: "It's coming soon."

The footsteps behind came to the side.

Sweat dripped from Gan Jing's forehead onto the bill in his hand, splashing clearly.

There was an eerie silence in the room.

This silence lasted for a long time.

Gan Jing's fingers stopped trembling at this time, and he handled the bill firmly and skillfully.

"Okay." Gan Jing bent over and said in a low voice.

"Go back." The middle-aged white man said in a hoarse voice.

Gan Jing nodded, turned around and walked towards the door. The camera in front captured his frightened eyes. At this moment, the sweat stains on his back were clearly shown in the camera behind and the eyes of the middle-aged white man.

Leaving step by step, returning to the tax bureau step by step.

Gan Jing was as numb as a piece of wood during this process.

When he sat back in his office, he breathed a sigh of relief just now, took out his cell phone, and his eyes sparkled.

Gan Jing took a few breaths, put the phone next to the keyboard and was about to enter the information into the computer later, took the cup with his right hand, and drank a few gulps of water.

A few seconds later, his eyes suddenly widened, his hands struggled to close to his mouth, and he kicked his legs and slid down from the chair.

Boom, the door opened.

Gan Jing pinched his throat with his hands, lying on the ground, his consciousness seemed a little fuzzy, but he heard a familiar voice in his ears.

"he died."

This is Walken's voice.

This is the voice of betrayal.

Gan Jing's hands lost strength, he tried to open his eyes wide and freeze the picture.

At this moment, Rossi stood behind the monitor, and the color he interpreted from A-Gump's eyes was not resentment, curse, or resentment, but only yearning for beauty.

Huh, Rossi took a deep breath, shook his head and muttered to himself as if in disbelief.

"It's perfect."

"In the later scene, Emma is waiting by the river alone, and then she can't help but dance. Well, it is also accompanied by her first opera voice in front of Forrest Gump. It's perfect, it couldn't be more perfect! "

Rossi wants to scratch her heart more and more, no, not just the heart, but the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, scratch them all!
(End of this chapter)