I Really Can’t Act

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Almost all actors were in place, and the crew held a start-up ceremony that was neither heavy nor grand.

They gave roast pigs to the festival, and the stepfather gave only one roast chicken. At noon, the poor chicken was Ling Chi, and was divided into the lunch boxes of various staff members.

Mei Zihan was very fortunate to get a piece of chicken wings.

Well, great luck.

The first five episodes of the screenplay jointly written by Zhang screenwriter and Wen Mingjiang have been released. Mei Zihan took it back to memorizing the lines all day, but he still had to ask Jiang Ying to help him to play the game. Life was very hard.

On the day of the official shooting, I met another acquaintance.

Sister Zhang Yuru Yu.

To say that in the circle of low-end women-in-law and opera, Zhang Yuru could be the one who can grab the female lead status with Wang Xiaoman.

Wang Xiaoman is good at "Inspirational", Zhang Yuru is in charge of "Bitterness", the two played a female one female two, nothing, once created a brilliant history of making eight dramas a year and seven cooperations!

Well, Mei Zihan, one of the professional households, naturally knew Zhang Yuru.

"Sister Yu, why are you here?" Mei Zihan put down his lines and smiled up. "Are you not filming" Little Wild Flowers of the Anti-Japanese War "recently?"

"I'll take the time to come and star in your friendship." Zhang Yuru is a little thin, and her face is also a beautiful and innocent little daughter-in-law who likes her aunts.

"My sister and I played the heroine in the last play, this time it was my turn to act as the heroine with sister Yu and me. Haha, I was not surprised." Mei Zihan also clearly understood the relationship between Wang Xiaoman and Zhang Yuru. "Relationship" can not help but tease.

Although they are competitors, the relationship between Wang Xiaoman and Zhang Yuru is very good.

The market for low-end operas is too big, and it is definitely enough for them. Coupled with Wang Xiaoman's intention to retire, the only mustard between Zhang Yuru and Wang Xiaoman is almost gone.

"That is, I have competed with Xiaoman for so long, she and you played the leading role of the male and female opponents, and I naturally can't fall behind. Otherwise, she patted her **** and retired, and I lost her once. Come back. "Zhang Yuru hesitated.

"By the way, I heard Xiaoman say that your acting skills have risen recently." Zhang Yuru patted Mei Zihan's shoulders. "Your kid has a day of acting skills that can last for a long time? Be sure to let me have a good insight, Qian You're welcome! "

"Hey, sister Yu, don't bully me. This first episode has nothing to do with me from beginning to end." Mei Zihan was a little depressed, "Can I still cry better than you? I still have a lot of abuse behind me I would also like to ask for your guidance. "

At least Zhang Yuru's crying scene has been tested by various aunts.

"The trick is not without it." Zhang Yuru didn't hide it. "When you are crying, you must think about why you are crying? For example, when you die your parents ..."

Zhang Yuru took Mei Zihan to mumble for a long time, and then began to change clothes, make up, and prepare to start the script of the first episode.

"My stepfather" puts the era in the reform, reform, open, and release period. The heroine Qi Qiaoqiao was a famous beauty in Shili and Baxiang, and she married a total of three times. The husband who married the first time suspected that she could not give birth to a son, forcing her to divorce her daughter. The husband of the second marriage was divorced with the help of a male college student Luan Ping; the third time, it was natural success Qi Qiaoqiao married Lu and Ping An with her daughter and two sons.

After the first two failed marriages, Qi Qiaoqiao realized that women must be independent and strong, and together with Lu Ping's, they opened a small shop, which was very profitable.

Gradually, the two had feelings. Qi Qiaoqiao took three children to marry Lu Ping, who is now alone. People in the neighborhood were hard to hear, but the family still had a good time.

However, the good times didn't last long. Qi Qiaoqiao was seriously ill because of her tired life. Lu Ping had to temporarily close the shop to take care of Qi Qiaoqiao, and accompanied her through the last years.

In the script of "My Stepfather", Qi Qiaoqiao can only live two episodes, and at the end of the second episode, Qiao Qiaoqiao's two ex-husbands will come to make trouble and want to compete for Qi Qiaoqiao's legacy and child support right.

The screenwriter Zhang and director Wen really took heart.

The first two or three episodes have always been the key to catching the audience. In the first three episodes, Qi Qiaoqiao bears the burden of humiliation, the ex-husband, the three children, and the design full of the sense of the age, the fighting wisdom and fighting the best development store, and other plots, can definitely catch the audience in the first time Eyeballs.

But again, the pressure on Mei Zihan is also quite high.

In the first three episodes, Qi Qiaoqiao ’s drama is a little bigger. The male lead Lu Ping wants to highlight his sense of existence at this time, so that the audience will look at him after Qi Qiaoqiao ’s death, and continue to watch the show It depends on Mei Zihan's ability.

"Well, everyone, let's prepare. Let's start shooting the first scene, starting from Qi Qiaoqiao's funeral." Wen Mingjiang shouted with a smile. "

"The director is relieved."

"We will definitely work hard."

"Well, Xiaomei, come on, I just need to lie quietly in this scene." Zhang Yuru smiled to cheer Mei Zihan.

Mei Zihan painted her makeup, put on her filial clothes, and nodded slightly at Zhang Yuru.

His eyes were a bit red, which should be brewing emotions.

Zhang Yuru froze a little, and couldn't help laughing, "I'm so sorry for Xiaomei."

The make-up artist of the crew used to be here with a star's beauty assistant. But anyway, I have a little skill, and willing to learn things with patience, all kinds of makeup look pretty good.

Mei Zihan has a good background. In addition, these days, Jiang Ying is delicious and delicious, and her skin is very good. After putting on period clothes and re-doing the hairstyle, it did have a little book aroma.

Of course, in order to cope with this scene, the makeup artist deliberately dressed him up with Mei Zihan's tearful eyes and looked at him pitifully.

"First game, ACTION!"

It was dim.

A man kneeled in the hall of worship. Although the woman in the coffin closed her eyes with a sick look, one could imagine how beautiful she was when she opened her eyes. After the children woke up to see their mother's last side This woman, his wife, will sleep forever in the ground.

The man raised his head slightly, the tears on his face slipped a little, and his eyes were confused and frightened.

The camera zoomed in.

I saw a young man's face with ignorance and apathy, but was crushed by wind and frost.

His face was still young, but his eyes and expression looked old.

Because the man lying in the coffin was his wife, who left him three children who did not belong to him.

The youngest, but only five years old.

He reached out his hand, seemed to want to touch the coffin, and quickly retracted his hand as if thinking of something.

"Peaceful road, come out for me!"

"What about my son? If you don't hand over my son, I'll smash your temple!"

"Haha, this woman is finally dead."

...

Lu Ping was puzzled first, and then a strong anger spread on his face.

How dare they?

How dare they come to disturb his wife's peace on this day? These scum, waste!

Ping An immediately walked to the door, his voice hoarse.

His gaze was like a knife, and he slashed severely on the faces of the two men, "Go!"

If Mei Zihan was alone, he would live without saying a word, and he had not lived before. But ... but isn't this because Jiang Ying is here?

As the saying goes: no matter how hard you can't have a child, no matter how poor you can't have a wife.

Of course there is no problem in his own lodging house, but Jiang Ying's delicate skin and tender meat, how can he follow such suffering?

Besides, the sound insulation conditions in the dormitory are just like that, what if he and Jiang Ying say something intimate and do some intimate actions?

However, it would be even more unrealistic to make Mei Zihan like a monk unconscious.

He promised Jiang Ying and him to come to the crew at one go, and he was also thinking of improving his relationship.

This show seldom says it will take two months to shoot, two months of intimate time, must not be wasted.

He will be twenty-eight in a few months.

… Anyway, on the 28th birthday, we must successfully go to the base.

Of course, Mei Zihan was still a little dark.

This is a fair way to bring family members to film, how many people in the entertainment industry have such treatment?

Having said that, I have to mention Mei Zihan's luck.

There are very few dwellings near this crew, and they are short-term renters. It is not easy to find a suitable one for a while.

I was so lucky that I couldn't stop it. Mei Zihan was pleasantly surprised to find that Jiang Ying and he could only rent this one-bedroom and one-room room, and couldn't wait to thank God.

Ah, this crew is really right.

Even if you can only get the pay for a male match? But this opportunity is simply impossible.

After eating and bathing, it's almost time to go to bed.

This bed is not big. He and Jiang Ying are destined to squeeze together, so they must bump into each other. When the fire is dry, he adds some oil ...

"... The water is not hot yet, are you in a hurry?" Jiang Ying asked curiously at Mei Zihan.

Mei Zihan realized that her eyes were a little too explicit.

He quickly drew his gaze from the bathroom. "Nothing, I just feel a little tired."

"Several consecutive shootings today, it's normal for you to be tired." Jiang Ying tilted his head and thought, "But you can't take it lightly. There will be a highlight tomorrow. I guess you can't pass it.