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"You can see more, learn more and feel more."

Li Guoli talked heart to heart with Lin Geng like a senior. This crew was really the worst he had ever led.

Typical of pressing down the gourd and raising the gourd, here Liu Shishi just found the state, and Lin Geng's heart started to wander again.

Maybe he had always been a ghost, but at that time Li Guoli was worried about the progress and had no intention of talking to him.

When Liu Shishi got into a rhythm, his problem emerged in front of everyone.

Small problem, it's just that not a single second of his footage can be used in the feature film.

He doesn't look like an ancient person, and his sense of drama is extremely strong.

It's like a modern person taking artistic photos. Even if you, as an actor, want to act in an antique style, you should at least have a touch of the ancient style.

He wasn't pickled at all.

"Look at Liu Shishi, how did he adjust?"

Lin Geng lowered his head in his heart, still a little dissatisfied, "That's because Brother Shuo always made a small fuss for her."

"This is a chemical effect." Li Guoli crossed his hands, "This is a mutual effect. You need to draw inspiration from everyone and find positive feedback from the person you are playing against."

Lin Geng curled his lips. What kind of chemical effect? ​​It was purely a piston effect.

Cheng Shuo took Liu Shishi to teach for a day. "I was embarrassed to even click on him."

Li Guoli helplessly held his forehead, "That's called dianpa. You, a mainland actor, can't speak Mandarin as well as I, a Xiangjiang native."

There are people from all over the world in this crew, but few of them speak eloquently.

This 14th prince speaks Northeastern dialect, and the heroine is weak, leaving only a swarm of Guangpu.

Li Guoli sighed. He was obviously a director, but now he had to take on the job of a nanny.

Immediately he slapped the stool, picked up the loudspeaker and shouted: "Cheng Shuo!"

"I'm coming."

Cheng Shuo walked over lazily, "Director, what are your instructions? I'm busy rehearsing the show."

Nowadays, the censorship of the Spring Festival Gala is very strict. It is not as loose as in later generations. It takes a few days to prepare and you can rush into the show. No one will watch it anyway. You can just mess with the leadership team in the audience.

Nowadays, the Spring Festival Gala is aimed at all audiences. As long as you don’t take it seriously, the audience will really not buy it.

Not only to keep the audience's memory fresh, but also to at least win an award in the singing and dancing category to show that the trip is worthwhile.

"Bu Bu Jing Xin" is actually quite worry-free. Tang Yan and Liu Shi Shi were very crotch-stretching in "Sword and Sword III", but now at least there is less of a funny joke.

"You give Xiaolin some Mandarin tutoring."

Cheng Shuo scratched the back of his head, "Aren't we dubbing? There's no need for the original voice."

"It sounds uncomfortable to me."

"It sounds quite friendly to me."

Li Guoli said nothing and stared blankly at Cheng Shuo, watching him take Lin Gengxin away.

"I wonder if my sister has an accent too."

"You don't have a strong accent, but I have a strong accent?" Cheng Shuo rolled his eyes at him angrily, "Okay, okay, I have a strong accent. Just be patient. I still have to study."

Lin Geng felt a little dissatisfied, "The director asked you to teach me."

Cheng Shuo didn't even look back, "He's annoyed with you, so he entrusted you to me to avoid being an eyesore to him."

Cheng Shuo didn't have Li Guoli's soft-spoken energy and didn't save him any face.

Listening to his showdown, Lin Geng suddenly calmed down. He rubbed his chin and began to think about whether he was really that annoying.

Have I been talking too much lately?

"Yes."

Or am I out of tune with the team lately?

"Yes."

So am I still suitable to take this path?

"It's definitely inappropriate."

Lin Geng turned his head and found Cheng Shuo holding his cell phone. Every reply he spoke could match the thoughts in his mind.

"Brother Shuo, who are you talking to?"

Cheng Shuo ignored him and said, "Then please come."

"Who's coming? Who's coming?"

Cheng Shuo hung up the phone and said, "Jay Chou."

Lin Gengxin immediately jumped up and down with joy, "Can I take a photo with him?"

...

It really didn't make sense on the phone. Cheng Shuo and Jay Chou were both busy with their own affairs and had no plans for the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal.

Jay Chou wanted to join a cello program, so he asked Cheng Shuo what instrument he was good at.

Cheng Shuo said that he was good at whistling, and Zhou Jielun was speechless.

One plays the cello and the other whistles. Such an art form is still too early for the current audience.

Cheng Shuo went through the scene in his mind, and it was probably similar to that talk show musical.

It happened that Jay Chou was also doing activities in Shanghai, so he turned around and went straight to the set.

"Lanting Preface" is the theme song, and he will also sing it, and by the way, he will also complete the recording of the song.

"Hey! Cheng Shuo, your look is not bad."

After saying hello, Jay Chou first took a look at Cheng Shuo's appearance.

His fingers trembled slightly, as if he wanted to squeeze the material of Cheng Shuo's braids.

Before Cheng Shuo could say anything, Lin Geng's heart skipped a beat and he said, "Dr. Jay, I like you very much. Can you take a photo with me?"

"You go up to the other side."

Lin Gengxin's current annoying appearance is similar to that of last year's Spring Festival Gala, which made Cheng Shuo's eyelids jump.

He brushed him aside and said, "Leave him alone, he hasn't been vaccinated recently."

"Haha, he is quite enthusiastic."

Jay Chou rubbed his hands and found a place to sit down.

"I came up with another idea yesterday. We can sing the song "Lanting Preface" in two ways."

"Appreciate further details."

"Because after attending the Spring Festival Gala, the singing style will also change."

Cheng Shuo nodded in agreement.

Zhou's stuttering style is characteristic of his music, and his enunciation of words is unclear, which also gives the songs a hazy feel.

But on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, facing a wider audience, he needed to read every word clearly, which made him a little uncomfortable.

The first few times he appeared on the Spring Festival Gala, this way of articulating words also affected his performance.

"Then I'll sing more clearly, and you should keep your own style. If the verses and choruses have different styles, the audience's response should be better."

Jay Chou is very discerning and his suggestion is to step into his comfort zone.

No matter what Cheng Shuo's opinion is, it is ultimately self-interested.

He has a strong character, and even if Cheng Shuo doesn't care about every gain or loss, he still has to think about how to make up for it, "Let's do this, you stay behind the scenes first, and then you open the curtain when the main song comes.

Sing and give the audience a surprise."

"Like thousands of miles away?"

Jay Chou nodded frequently, "Yes, it's like thousands of miles away."

Cheng Shuo smiled and said, "Then I will first learn the singing style of Teacher Fei Yuqing."

Jay Chou grinned, "You don't need to learn the moves."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the scene of Fei Yuqing singing emerged in their minds.

"Then let's try it first?"

It just so happened that the recording of "Lanting Preface" was also about to start, so the two of them did it as soon as they thought of it.

Seeing the two of them finished chatting, Lin Geng, who had been holding it in for a long time, his heart jumped out again: "Dr. Jay, let's take a photo."