Gossip King

The lens gradually moved up from Mi Ke's ankle, and the light was not very beautiful. After all, it was not in the real shooting scene. Director Zhang just wanted to see if they were suitable for the corresponding characters and acting in the lens.

But even though the lighting wasn't very beautiful, Miko still ignited the man's fantasies in an instant.

Gao Leng looked at the screen, and saw a pair of beautiful legs appear on the camera. The white skin is different from the delicate and slender legs of average Asian women.

The kind of healthy, even wild, tight leg lines.

When the camera moves up, Mi Ke walks to the hanger and takes off his coat. The cheongsam does highlight the figure, but it may be tighter and shorter when worn on the tall Mi Ke.

Originally, the side slit was below the thigh, but when she reached her body, it became the upper thigh, and I felt it went up a little bit, and the **** could be seen from the side of the slit.

Not to mention the breasts. The **** of this international supermodel are genuine. Victoria's Secret models are originally showing underwear. Naturally, there is no need to say the breast shape. The top-notch models from all over the world have been selected by the entire empire so far. A Victoria's Secret model.

I have to say that this white man is indeed better-looking than the yellow race. They are all models. Lin Zhi can be considered a supermodel, but if he is put next to Mi Ke, he will become a passerby. It feels like someone with a wild body and strength.

The two points are a bit protruding, this silk is really good...

"Not suitable." Director Zhang shook his head.

It's really not suitable.

Gao Leng and Lao Diao also nodded in recognition of Director Zhang.

The cheongsam of this empire pays attention to a dignity, although the figure is not exposed, it also pays attention to a subtlety.

But this girl...

As soon as I put on this cheongsam, I don't have any other thoughts besides wanting to jump straight on to tear open the fork, and then strip her naked and stab her.

She couldn't interpret the dignity of imperial women wearing cheongsam, nor did she interpret the charmingness hidden under the cheongsam, she just wanted to tear the ghost clothes off.

Michael sat on the chair, took out a cigarette and held it in his hand, and his red lips took a breath. The thin smoke followed her one foot to the other, twisting her waist and spreading.

"Interpreting charming, charming!" her agent reminded softly in English.

Charming, this is a piece of cake for Victoria's Secret models, and she often interprets her charming when she wears **** underwear on a catwalk. But at that time, the camera captured their look when they walked the show, and they only needed to stay for three or four seconds when they walked to the front of the runway, and then make a charming action.

But how does it reflect this kind of lens?

How does a shot that takes at least tens of seconds reflect the charm?

Michael blinked at the camera, his white teeth gently bit his red lips.

Ok……

There was a murmur.

"Fuck, I'm not making an AI film." Director Zhang couldn't help cursing. Obviously, if he hadn't been commissioned by a friend from the Cannes film and television circle, he would not be happy to find a model to act.

What is this? Is this charming?

Too unprofessional!

Gao Leng and Lao Diao looked at each other, Lao Diao looked at Gao Leng's swelling pants, Gao Leng looked at Lao Diao's bulging pants, applauded and professionally commented: "Indeed, too unprofessional!"

It's like watching movies from Europe and the United States, and it's the kind of high-quality **** drama in the imperial cheongsam scene performed by international supermodels...

"This scene is not suitable for her. I'll look at another one. I have to arrange a role." Director Zhang is obviously a professional director. Gao Leng and Lao Diao are eagerly here. He just frowned and took it. A book that recorded the characters and wrote a few pens.

"How do I feel that she is not suitable for this kind of film? The woman's face makes people..." The old man was a little embarrassed and couldn't continue.

Make people want.

The figure can be concealed, but some women can make people move around just by looking at their face, pure desire.

Gao Leng nodded in agreement, and almost forgot that Mu Xiao Leng was sitting behind him. He felt that he was a bit beast, so he collected his thoughts and nodded solemnly.

As a professional investor, he nodded seriously.

"Sometimes I have to grasp the angle. I am an expert in this aspect. I think she is quite suitable for another character. She appears for ten seconds, but there will be a very beautiful shot, a very bitter one." Director Zhang got up to shoot. The younger brother walked over, and the shooting younger brother quickly gave in, giving the position of controlling the lens to Director Zhang.

Resentment? !

Gao Leng and Lao Diao looked at Mi Ke on the stage again.

You Yuan didn't see it at all, but saw this girl's white buttocks.

"Did you wear underwear?!" Lao Diao's Sanguan was shattered.

"Ding... thong?" Gao Leng said.

The two of them glanced at each other and followed Director Zhang to the camera with interest. They wanted to see how such a woman showed a "secret" in the camera.

Director Zhang is holding the camera's joystick as if it is integrated with the camera. This feeling is beyond words, as if some people are born directors.

The lens was angled on Mi Ke's sharp face.

"You stand up and turn your back." Director Zhang said, with a cold tone of command.

Mi Ke hurriedly got up from his seat, his cigarette **** went out immediately, and turned his back. The camera moved down to her hip.

"This cock..." The old hanging swallowed unconsciously, and he looked down at his disobedient second brother helplessly.

"Sure enough, she is an international supermodel, her body is very..." Gao Leng controlled himself and commented professionally: "The body is very professional..."

Director Zhang pulled the camera down and moved it from bottom to top. When the camera fell on her shoulder, he said, "Turn your head."

Mi Ke turned his head obediently, the coiled empire disk was full of golden hair, and the hairpin inserted in the golden hair seemed a bit abrupt, but Zhang Dao adjusted a few angles of the lens.

A feeling of resentment appeared.

A side face appeared on the screen, instead of looking directly at the camera, it seemed to be looking into the distance. The hairpin in the golden hair suddenly became unobtrusive, and his back softened the obtrusiveness.

"It's a bit resentful, and a bit tough, that kind of pretending to be strong." Director Zhang looked at the camera and thought.

Mi Ke seemed a little tired, she moved slightly.

"Don't move." The director was a little angry and said directly in dissatisfaction. When he had a ideological dialogue with the characters in the play, he hated the actors not cooperating most.

Mi Ke didn't move quickly.

This feeling is subtle and refreshing.

When Gao Leng is following a big celebrity, he will be extremely excited when the shot is taken, just like Wenkai and the Japanese girl are ambiguous in the room. The moment of the shot is the joy of career success, and there is also a kind of voyeurism. Pleasure.

But the director is different. This is blatantly using the camera to move around the artist. Do what you want them to do.

Director Zhang pulled the camera closer to Michael's neck. His **** collarbone was extremely beautiful. He was not satisfied, so he pulled the camera back to his full back.

The camera is close and far away, looking for the best layout point.

"Give her some eye drops, the kind that comes out of red blood, and then make her hair a wig. Her blond hair is too gold, brown. Although brown is also a foreigner’s hair color, the tone is in line with our nostalgic Hue." Director Zhang ordered.

A little bit of eye drops, the red blood came out, and a foreign woman with red eyes, helpless and strong brown hair appeared in the camera.

The figure that did not appear in the camera is imaginative, but when she appeared in the camera, she immediately merged into the character, slightly sideways, and the blue eyes under her long eyelashes smelled of crying.

But the wildness and self-reliance in her bones are revealed through the stubborn neck. The back shot is good, it is really a painting.

It is professional after all, and captures the deepest qualities of the actor that can be displayed.

"No wonder everyone wants to work with big directors. This professional and experienced director is different." Lao Diao couldn't believe his eyes. He looked at the screen and then at the scene.

"Just this role." Director Zhang heaved a sigh of relief and nodded towards Mi Ke: "Thank you."

And Mi Ke also breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards Director Zhang with a smile on his face, and the agent standing by the stage also quickly walked over.

"Hello, Director Zhang." Michael's imperial words are pretty good.

"Mike, hello." Director Zhang politely stretched out his hand: "Don't worry, there is a role that suits you well, and then my assistant will make an appointment with you."

"Thank you, Director Zhang." Mike's agent naturally thought of having a role long ago, too. Cannes still needs Mike's contacts, and Director Zhang will not save face and face. Besides, Victoria's Secret model is also the top model in the world.

Acting skills are not acting. These days, the protagonist who has no acting skills has gone to the sea. Mike just wants a small role.

"This is an investor, Mr. Gao." Director Zhang introduced.

"Mr. Gao, hello, I'm glad to meet you." Mi Ke extended his hand towards Gao Leng with a professional smile, and the height of the Victoria's Secret model was highlighted by the close distance.

In the past, when I saw international supermodels on the screen, I only thought that I was really in good shape. When I was on stage, I just paid attention to the bumps. But one stop closer.

Really high.

The net height of 1.8 meters plus flat shoes is no joke. A woman of 1.8 meters and a man of 1.8 meters are completely two concepts. Fortunately, the coldness is 1.5 meters, otherwise you will have to look up at her like the Taoist Zhang on the side.

Although it is tall, it doesn't feel burly. After all, the proportion is here, thin, tall, tall and expected.

"Hello." Gao Leng reached out and held Mi Ke's hand.

"Then director, I still need..." Mi Ke let go with a light grip and asked.

"You don't need it today, you can go first if you have something to do. Come back to fix your makeup on Wednesday. It will take you a whole day. You need to arrange the schedule." Director Zhang waved his hand. This rice is not polite. He nodded and left. .

"This girl is very arrogant." Lao Diao said, looking at her back, "But the Empire speaks really well."

"It's not arrogance. Victoria's Secret models are like this. They don't pay much attention to socializing. If they can see someone, they will make an appointment together to play together. Usually there are few flattering, work is work, private life is private life. I also like them. How she works. She learned that imperial dialect from her boyfriend, and she learned it from an imperial boyfriend." Director Zhang sat back in front of the screen again after speaking, "Next."

...

"Mi Ke, Mr. Gao was so handsome just now, why don't you need a business card? I think it is the appearance of the imperial man you like. Anyway, I am idle, making friends." Mi Ke's personal assistant said .

"Forget it, the empire..." Mi Ke rolled his eyes in disdain: "My body is too bad, I will vomit when I hand one. How do you describe it before? Oh, yes, sick man of East Asia , Really appropriate."