Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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After waiting for a long time, Qin Guan walked out of the simple dressing shed. This monk dressed only in indigo blue coarse cloth robes and shaved hair has no shame.

Qin Guan's face was calm and his eyes were clear. Even the coarse linen could not cover the unparalleled elegance on his body. The white cloth's leggings were paired with rough hemp rope, but he had the background of a pious ascetic.

A pair of white-grey monk shoes and gray monk pants made Qin Guan's professional look extremely professional.

Lin Zhiying, who had just finished the last shot on the side, happened to bypass the director in a circle. Yu Min, who was least optimistic about Qin Guan, waved at him.

Lin Zhiying was a little puzzled, but still came over. After the two people got together, even Director Zhang Jizhong was a little stunned.

Qin Guan's demeanor was released, and Lin Xiaosheng, who once popularized Taiwan with a high face value, was a bit bleak.

Qin Guanxiang found something. He gave a reassuring smile to Director Zhang Jizhong, only to see that Qin Guan's momentum was converging, and the instantaneous light withdrew into his body.

The person is still that person, even half of them are moved, but now the directors look at it, it's just that Qin Guan's facial features are more handsome, and the aggressive beauty of beauty seems to dissipate in the air like this.

Qin Guan smiled slightly again, his whole body was suddenly warmer and more peaceful, and the Buddha's nature that had been in his mind and had never been forgotten was displayed by him.

The mountains in Zhejiang, the fog is kind, the mountains are green and the birds are singing. The little monk in front of him seems to have just finished the early class, and came to the mountain path to chat with the pilgrims visiting the mountain. "Amitabha..."

The echoes are wafting and drifting, stored in this mountain, conceived in this water, which silenced the scenery and inspired tourists...

"Okay!" Yu Min, who was originally the least optimistic about Qin Guan, even clapped his thighs and couldn't recognize it, shouting, "Xuzhu little monk, you're acting well!"

"This actor is also at the right time. There is no need to go wrong in this next scene. Fu general ha ha ha ha..."

Hey! You didn't say that just now, what about your morality?

Lin Zhiying on the side walked back to the rest area with some confusion, and his agent handed him a bottle of water in due course.

As an actor who is the person of value in all major idol dramas, Lin Zhiying is the first time in the mainland that he has encountered a man who is more handsome than him.

I was thinking that he was prettier than him, and prettier than him, but this actor who played Xuzhu, with the two retracted just now, could throw out his two streets that were not eating by acting. .

There are snacks stuffed.

At this time, Qin Guan could not care so much, because he was now watching the martial arts guidance team demonstrating the movement of the next scene to him.

The first scene he entered in the group needed to be very freehand, not just a martial art, but a set of shots that tested all aspects of the actor's skills.

When the young martial arts instructor just finished a set of routine boxing techniques, Qin Guan nodded with him to signal that he had all learned it.

This Henan man from the hometown of martial arts was surprised to say: "What are you doing here? The new actor can't succeed, even if you have experience in martial arts."

"This is a big shot at the beginning, and you will be photographed alone. If you are not good enough, you will have to repeat it. How much film and manpower will be wasted?"

"If you come back for two or three times, the whole crew will not give you a good face. You are in the backward group. You are not familiar with it yourself. Do you want to join the group in the future. "

Qin watched this simple man, analyzed the situation with him kindly, and patted the other person's shoulder: "Well, I know, so I will fight for one."

The small martial arts teacher looked at the back of Qin Guan's departure. Sure enough, God is fair. This person's face looks so good, this head is not easy to use.

The prepared Qin Guan came to the shooting site and came to the director in front of the attention of the actors and staff.

"Zhang Dao, I'm ready!"

Director Zhang Jizhong was a little surprised. The surrounding scenes and assistants were also very strange. Remember the action so quickly? This is not the script line itself, you can do the work in advance.

"Now, we will officially start shooting."

The two of you who haven’t collaborated with Qin Guan just wanted to remind the director that you always have to take a shot and try the lens sense. Is this suddenly on?

Director Zhang Jizhong opened the camera directly...

The breeze on the mountain blew up the little monk's clothes, allowing him to blend into the scenery. The humid hinterland of the mountain blew a white mist, which made the whole mountain's scenery lingering.

"Prepare, 3, 2, start!" The lens began to turn, and Qin Guan officially started shooting in the first act of the play.

He stood outside the small pavilion overgrown with weeds, on the side of the cliff and the path, and nobody else practiced boxing.

The gentle background music, along with the steep mountain above Qin Guan's head and the river flowing under his feet, added a little mood to this punching little monk.

Now not only the director who looked at the camera was convinced, but the little guide who just dissuaded Qin Guan had already fallen into a state of slackness.

This set of punching techniques is to run the clouds and flow without obstruction, as if the monk had practiced for many years.

Qin Guan with a blank look, with a serious and pious expression, seems to be playing not the most basic boxing technique in the temple, but the most supreme exercise in this martial arts.

With the operation of Qin Guanquan, Zhang Jizhong pushed the lens slowly until only the face of Qin Guan's Zhang Junmei Wushuang's ascetic system full of boundless Buddha nature was revealed in the whole lens.

The breeze blew Qin Guan's robes, and he made a beautiful posture to end the practice in this morning.

Qin Guan in the lens wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves, as if he felt that the punching method was still a bit flawed. He made a few more movements than before, and then left the cliff.

Qin Guan came to the resting pavilion, where there was a crooked tree with a thick mouth. The staff around him seemed to be attracted by the actors in the scene. Everyone's head moved with Qin Guan's movement. Changed direction.

"No. 2 camera, the camera tuned me!" Director Zhang Jizhong whispered outside the venue.

The camera switched and shot from bottom to top, framed Qin Guan's entire face with this ancient tree in the lens.

I saw that the young monk felt that he might have succeeded in learning. He secretly cheered himself up, and then raised his fist hard and hit the crooked neck tree.

"Ah!" With a loud roar, Qin Guan's shaved forehead burst out with two or three green bars. When everyone waited for the tree to fall down, Qin Guan changed it just now. 'S resolute expression shrank his hand back. (To be continued.)