Entertainment: the Self-cultivation of Actors

This is the beginning of Wei Monk's brilliant life, so when he first appeared in the play, he had to perfectly present his strength and unique skills in front of everyone.

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The group of people soon moved to the next-door gun tower studio, and group performers wearing yellow island military uniforms also stood on the gate tower of the prisoner-of-war camp gun tower, walking back and forth in a long line with long guns on their backs.

"Everyone on your marks, the first day and the second session of "Bright Sword", let's start!"

After Zhang Xiaoqian finished playing, Liu Haozhe, Xiao Jiang and several other great supporting roles had already appeared in the camera.

In a POW camp.

A group of devils wearing Japanese military uniforms were fighting each other tightly packed in twos, with heavy bags on their backs.

They are the most elite existence in the island nation's army. Each of them has the strength to fight one against three, and those who are stronger can even fight one against five.

Sichuan Ichiro, played by Xiao Jiang, has the feat of defeating a siege of ten people by himself, and he can be regarded as the strongest existence in it.

At this time, Sichuan Ichiro was inspecting these crazy sparring subordinates. The rows of human-shaped target boards not far away had already been punched into sieve holes. In the middle of the heart and forehead, there were two shining Hole.

The two most deadly places are where they hit the most accurately and the most.

After the confrontation practice, they all came to the corner of the wall without a moment's rest. After throwing the triangular hook for climbing onto the wall, they climbed up the wall. After the training, their task for today was completed .

Everyone is working hard to climb the city wall...

Chapter 92 Count Me In

"Sure enough, it's a group performance of 500 yuan a day, it's different from those ordinary group performances!"

"Look at this skill and attitude!"

"This can't be the person under Lao Qi's command?"

Several small group leaders and field managers were chatting aside, and in the camera, a group of pale and dejected prisoners were pushed out.

Beside them, there was a circle of island soldiers holding long guns, and no one dared to move.

Among such a group of people, Liu Haozhe is the most obvious existence. Compared with the listlessness of others, he has always walked with his head held high and his chest held high. The rebelliousness on his face is obviously different from the others.

Although his face was sallow, his eyes were still piercing.

Finally, he and others were pushed and pushed to the middle of the training ground of those people just now.

The moment he appeared in the camera, his figure paused slightly, his eyes looked around subconsciously, although he quickly returned to normal, but he looked very seriously, and a pensive state appeared on his face.

However, he didn't speak. He just glanced at his surroundings from time to time, and his pace slowed down a bit, as if he was thinking about something.

The next second—

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Liu Haozhe, who was a soldier on the roof, and his pupils shrank instantly.

There are dozens of island country soldiers standing there with guns. The guards here are the tightest and tightest. There is no other reason. This...is the location of the exit!

"Well, this kid is very good in terms of expression and body movements!"

"This is not what I thought it would be!"

Li Bing did not know when he stood beside He Jun. He Jun nodded when he heard the voice and said: "Yes, he did a good job. The momentary pause and the things in his eyes are just graduated. Not many students in the class can do it!"

"It seems that Director Chen and Director Zhang's vision is still as good as ever. This little guy is not bad!"

Li Bing smiled and said nothing, everyone was surprised by Liu Haozhe's performance when he appeared on the stage.

Without saying a word, just relying on a few eye changes and body movements, he portrayed a cautious, confident and meticulous image of a soldier who has been a soldier.

"China prisoners of war!"

Xiao Jiang played the role of Ichiro Sikawa, a Japanese military officer wearing a helmet, standing in front of Liu Haozhe and his party in full armor.

The camera's rocker arm turned, showing Xiao Jiang a capitalized shot.

"Now the imperial army will give you a chance to survive!"

"You can form a group of three, hold a short knife, and attack an unarmed soldier at the same time..."

"If you kill him, you can release him immediately, giving you a chance to live!"

"It depends on whether you Chinese soldiers have the guts!"

Sichuan Ichiro casually paced back and forth in front of the prisoners. His loud voice echoed in the ears of all the prisoners. After hearing these words, Liu Haozhe tilted his head slightly. There was a bit of coldness.

He held his head high, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the look of rebelliousness on his face became more serious.

Sichuan Ichiro paused, his sharp eyes wandering over every prisoner of war.

"Damn it, I'm willing to do it!"

Among the prisoners of war, one shouted loudly: "Is there anyone willing to join me?"

"Count me in!"

Someone next to the first person who spoke spoke again. He looked at the people around him who were somewhat different from ordinary island soldiers, and said in a low voice: "It seems that these devils have a lot of skills, and I'm afraid they are masters!"

"Count me in, anyway, I'm dead!"

"Otherwise fuck it!"

The three of them shouted, and the echoing voice made people's blood boil. They have lived here in the dark for three years, and finally had this opportunity, so they naturally wanted to let out the anger they had held for a long time, and the devil in front of him was the best choice.