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"Brother Le, the director just said... let me report directly to the set tomorrow."

"Pfft! What did you say?"

Liu Le saw that they had finished work, so he went outside to smoke a cigarette and bought a bottle of iced black tea. After hearing Lu Ze's words, he immediately spit out the iced black tea, with surprise written all over his face.

"He asked me to come to the entrance of the set at 5:30 tomorrow morning, saying he wanted me to follow the scene..."

Liu Le looked at Lu Ze carefully, then hey hey Le patted Lu Ze on the shoulder, smiled and scolded and said: "You are really lucky, I didn't introduce you to the special type, you just have to fight grenades.

It’s really amazing that you can meet a noble person!”

Blessed? Lu Ze doesn't think so. If he hadn't completed the positioning course last night, then this so-called "blessing" would not have come to him. In the final analysis, he still had a little bit of strength.

Then I happened to be discovered by this director, which only shows that the director has a pair of pretty powerful eyes.

But Lu Ze wouldn't say that. He just smiled and continued Liu Le's words: "Brother Le, you are my noble one, aren't you? If you hadn't done such a job for me, I wouldn't have had the same fate."

Liu Le burst out laughing after hearing this, patted Lu Ze on the shoulder, shook his head and didn't mention it again. He had lived in Hengdian, a place full of monsters and monsters, until middle age, and had long since given up on flattery.

Besides, Lu Ze is just a brat, and his flattery is not that impressive.

"Okay, okay, there is another job you can do in the afternoon. Do you plan to go home or continue working?"

"I'd better go home and rest. I've been running in the trenches for so long today and I'm exhausted. I drank too much last night and my head is buzzing. I'll go back and rest for a long time."

Lu Ze rejected Liu Le, waved goodbye to Liu Le, and then strode home happily.

But after walking for a while, Lu Ze rolled his eyes and suddenly saw Yang Dan. At this time, Yang Dan was standing across the road, seeming to be waiting for the show, but his expression was a little uncomfortable.

Lu Ze didn't want to get up close to someone when they looked bad, so he thought it was better not to say hello. He just kept his eyes on Yang Dan until Yang Dao seemed to notice something. He turned around and said to Lu Ze

They looked at each other.

The two of them had seen each other, and it would be a bit awkward not to say hello, so Lu Ze waved to Yang Dan and shouted: "Where is Sister Dan waiting for work?"

Yang Dan forced a smile. How long has it been since she waited at the gate of the film and television city? It must have been at least a year or two. This time she gritted her teeth and was forced by life. To put it bluntly, she was forced by money.

Because she hadn't waited in a pit for a long time, she was a little shy and was afraid that acquaintances would recognize her, especially the "sisters and sisters" she met in Erfatzi's prestige group. She was afraid of being ridiculed and laughed at.

Not only are men nice, but so are women.

She was still a little uncomfortable when she met Lu Ze. Although they were familiar with each other, it created some psychological gap for her.

"No one can trust the female escorts who work in Hengdian, because there is no guarantee that you can get along better with someone who is particularly nice to you than you, and they will immediately turn against you and step on you."

This sentence was said by Yang Dan from a "female senior" who lived together before moving. After saying this, she left, saying she was going home, and never came back.

"Are you busy, Sister Dan?"

"Huh? Hmm...hmm."

Yang Dan was a little dazed because he recalled the previous memories. He didn't react for a moment after hearing Lu Ze's words, and then nodded in a panic.

"I've called it a day, shall I go first?"

"Oh...ok! Then be careful when you go home."

Seeing Lu Ze's leaving figure, Yang Dan breathed a sigh of relief, but still pressed the brim of his hat down and glared at the few sidekicks who looked at his chest as if they had never seen a woman before.

...

Throwing the satchel beside the kang, Lu Ze took a basin of water and wiped his body. He still had the same smell. Lu Ze felt like vomiting from the smell.

I lit the gas tank and boiled a pot of hot water, then cooked two bags of instant noodles and a piece of chicken sausage. Because I don't like soup and my mouth is heavy, the soup was a bit small and some of it stuck to the pot.

After finishing the meal and washing the dishes, Lu Ze went back to the room and lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He was already in a state of wandering mind.

Today I am happy because this is the first time since he became an extra that he has been left by a director to play a small part in a group. This kind of opportunity is hard to find and is very rare for an extra.

For the first time, he tasted the sweetness that the system brought to him. The opportunity that he probably would never get has now just happened to fall on him, and how long did it take? It was only two nights, or just one night.

!

Lu Ze didn't use the simulation course for the elderly, so there was no problem if it was just one night.

Such high efficiency and high speed fascinate him even more, and he still wants to learn! Learn more!

"It is detected that the host has entered rest. The time is daytime. Do you want to enter teaching mode?"

"yes."

After falling asleep instantly, a white light flashed across Lu Ze's mind and he came to the system space. Looking at the many courses in front of him, his eyes showed a kind of greed, he wanted to do better.

Tomorrow's filming is an anti-war drama, and usually the cast member will have a few lines, so Lu Ze's attention turned to the "script understanding and dialogue dialogue training course."

Different from the position training, when Lu Ze entered the scene, he saw a desk surrounded by bookshelves. He picked up a pile of bound papers on the desk. Lu Ze took a look and saw that it was

As for the script, he had already seen this play.

After flipping through it, Lu Ze was stunned again. In the thick stack of scripts, almost all were blank pages. Only five or six pages had words on them, including the background of the story, the character of the protagonist, and lines.

"In the first stage, ask the host to read the script in his hand, and then take the pen on the table and write the mood and tone that should be used at this time on the cover of the script."

"What's the mood and tone like..."

Lu Ze looked at the script. He seemed to have some impression of the lines. It turned out that the protagonist was very angry and roared out, so he picked up the pen on the desk and wrote six words on the cover.

"Angry, unwilling, roaring."

"Snapped!"

Without saying a word, the system hit him with a whip. The burning pain made Lu Ze know immediately that he was wrong. His brain was running crazily because he was afraid of the pain. Now he no longer wanted to complain about "this is played by the protagonist".

Yes, everyone in the crew knows that sometimes due to the limitations of the protagonist's acting skills, the director can only ask the protagonist to express himself in another way. This kind of thing has happened before.

Therefore, even if he encounters a familiar drama, he still has to think carefully about it, immerse himself in it and experience how these lines should be acted according to the screenwriter's ideas, or according to the most realistic mood and tone.

"You are betraying me! Because you keep saying you love me! But you are fooling around with this man! Is this the love you said? Then tell me! Where is your love?"

Looking at this line, Lu Ze thought for a while and kept mumbling: "Where... Where... How should I say this..."

"

Lu Ze hesitantly picked up the pen, crossed out the six words he wrote last time on the cover with trembling hands, and then wrote again: "Unwilling, sad, crazy, and sarcastic."

"Snapped!"

"Crazy, jealous, hateful, roaring."

"Snapped!"

After writing about a dozen times and receiving more than a dozen whips, Lu Ze took a deep breath, straightened his back, and scrawled on a small area on the cover.

"Indifferent on the surface, crazy, unwilling and hateful on the inside."

The whip did not strike again.

"...."