Running Man Live, I'm Angkor

"Xiaohu, you are really unsuitable to play Balu."

"Born to be a traitor, do you still want to be a cadre?"

"Just like you, you don't need to make up to play the little devil."

Wang Xiaohu looked at the gang of birds, "What are you laughing at? You are not allowed to laugh. Are there any little devils in this play?"

Deng Chao, whose stomach hurts from laughing, was lying on the sack, holding the prop gun and said, "You didn't have it before you participated, you will have it as soon as you participate."

Hahaha……

"Deng Chaoshen makes up for the knife."

"Brother Chao is bright."

When I didn't do post-editing, the big guy didn't realize that it was wrong.It was only after hearing that Hairun was rushing to shoot, the post-production was expedited.I never thought about it, but as soon as I made it, I made a problem.

Wang Xiaohu's facial features are too photogenic!No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like Hachilu.Obviously very heroic plot, but it made him feel happy.

"That's not good." Zhao Bensan immediately shook his head. Every movie has a theme, and every picture has a meaning.Movies are not like TV dramas. If you want to express what you want to express in a limited time, you must strive for excellence.

The overall atmosphere of this play written by Wu Li is very heavy, and what it wants is urgency and depression.Once it's funny, isn't it all smashed?

"Master, if it really doesn't work, cut me off." Although Wang Xiaohu was not reconciled, he understood that the time was urgent.

"Why don't you try again?" Wu Li turned his eyes.

"It's useless to try a hundred times." Wang Xiaohu took off his hat and smiled at himself. "My face is born to be a bad guy, and I can't play a positive character in this life."

"When I was a child, I went to school, and my classmates said I looked like a bandit. If you have a word of conscience, with my bean sprouts figure, who can I steal from you?"

Hahaha……

The runners all laughed.

"If you can't grab it, you can steal it." Wang Xiaoli smiled and was kicked by Wang Xiaohu, "Go, go, go, you are everywhere." After kicking, he picked up a mineral water bottle and smashed it.

Wu Li looked at Wang Xiaohu, who was secretly hurt, and then looked at the replayed footage, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Wait, we can do this."

Chapter 972 baby, you are so beautiful

"According to the original plot trend, Wang Xiaohu will die in the explosion, and there are not too many close-ups. We added a set of shots for him, and let the soldiers of the national army shoot him, a group of long-range shots, and a group of close-up shots."

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Bensan became interested.

Wu Li pointed to the picture in the camera and explained, "Using the contrast, the front shot is not cut. When the audience burst into laughter, Wang Xiaohu suddenly hung up, took a long shot of his sacrifice scene, and gave two fights. The national army soldiers with black guns made close-ups, and finally used close-ups to drag the atmosphere."

"Of course, because of the appearance, this close-up shot has to be more artistic."

"Is my appearance really that bad?"

"You just know?" Hearing Wang Xiaohu's complaint, the apprentices of Zhao's family all laughed.

After Wu Li finished speaking, Zhao Bensan was dumbfounded, and Deng Chao, who was next to him, was dumbfounded.

"You can do it, kid." Uncle Benshan looked over as if he was looking at a rare animal, "They say you are smart, but I didn't expect you to be so smart."

"My husband is a fox."

"Baby!"

Hahaha……

In the live broadcast room that was full of laughter, netizens were overjoyed.

"Poor anchor."

"Fantastic baby."

"This knife is so beautiful."

Chen Chi Chi Ya pouted, "How many tails?"

Hahaha……

Netizens are all laughing and hypoxia.

Wu Li was angry, and kicked when he lifted his foot, "As far as your thoughts go, you can go as far as you want."

"Who are you?" Chen Chichi patted his butt and said disdainfully, "The long tail doesn't let people talk about it."

"Get out of here!"

Dang!

The stainless steel kettles are thrown away.

"Come here again and I'll hit you with a brick."

Uncle Benshan simulated several times in his mind, pinched his chin and thought, "Would you like to show some close-ups of the soldiers around to show the feelings of comrades-in-arms."

"I see." Deng Chao nodded his head, and Li Chen also said it was good.

Chen Chichi, who came back secretly, sent a message to distinguish garlic.

"Why are you sending us this stuff?"

"Tears later."

"No..." Zheng Da laughed angrily, "Pig, can you be professional?"