The national school idol is a girl

This is also why the number three male can be so unscrupulous.

Bo Jiuyi was holding a shoulder bag in one hand and put the other hand in his trouser pocket. He just looked at the other person without saying a word.

Perhaps it was because he had been looked at for too long, or perhaps because the boy's eyes seemed to be endlessly black and as deep as an ancient well. There was always an illusion that he was being stared at by something. The third male inexplicably felt that the boy The look in his eyes made people look a little bit irritated.

It was this irritation that gradually turned into anger.

How dare the opponent, a Yanguo native, look at him like this?

Does this person understand the rules?

Do you know that every Yanguo actor who comes here should respect them when they see them?

Since this guy doesn't understand, let him educate him.

The third male smiled at Bo Jiu, and the ridicule and disdain in that smile was so obvious.

People around are still laughing.

Almost less than half a minute passed.

The international director just walked over there, with excitement on his face: "Come on, come on, read the script first, and I'll have someone tell you about the play!"

Only then did Bo Jiu look away, but his chin clicked: "Who is that person?"

"You want to get to know Allen?" The director smiled: "It just so happens that the two of you also have a scene opposite each other. His current scene hasn't started yet. Can you ask him to tell you about it?"

Bo Jiu didn't know what he was thinking. The corners of his mouth curled up, bringing out the evil deeds: "Okay."

"Alan, hey, Alan!" The director greeted the third male lead.

The man named Allen walked over and was indeed polite to the director. Even if he was hostile to someone, he would hide it at this time.

The director patted him on the shoulder and said, "Tell Jiujiao about the play. This is the first time this kid has acted."

"First time acting? Director, I'm really worried that even if I talk to him about the play, he won't know how to act." Allen said in a joking tone.

But saying this, it is obvious that he looks down on Bo Jiu.

The two actors around also looked this way.

One of them actually disapproved of Allen's approach.

Since the actor was chosen by the director, there must be his reasons.

What's more, you won't know how the other party is until you act.

Allen obviously doesn't think so. He rejects the other party when he sees that he is from Yan Kingdom. This is really a headache.

But even so, there is no need for people around to stand up for an outsider.

After all, their impression of some actors from Yan Kingdom is that they don't have many works, but they like to appear on the red carpet.

It is undeniable that there are still some excellent actors.

But the person in front of me should have no acting skills to a certain extent.

Here, it's all about acting.

The international director frowned and continued: "That's because you don't understand Jiu. This play only requires his true character to be played."

"If that's the case, then I'm really worried about it." Allen would not let the director get off the stage on such an occasion. He reached out and took out the script: "I'll tell him about the scene between him and me first."

The director smiled and patted him on the shoulder again.

Someone called out again over there, and the director could only say to Bo Jiu: "I'm going to work first. You listen to the content, and we'll try it out."

"Okay." Bo Jiu's mood didn't seem to have any fluctuations, and there was always an arc between her thin lips that looked like a smile but not a smile. At that moment, it was as if she could see the shadow of Qin Mo in her body.

Have you stayed with one person for a long time?

Even the temperament will be somewhat similar to that person.

Wait until the director leaves.

Allen's expression changed, and his face was full of mockery: "Oops, I forgot, you Yanguo actors are extremely poor in Federal English. Could it be that I have been talking for a long time and you can't understand what I am saying? That would be really embarrassing.”

The people around him didn't react much when they saw Bo Jiu.

I thought she really didn't understand.

Allen smiled again and put the script aside: "I really don't understand where the director found a stupid pig like you. It's just a waste of all our time."

"Alan." Another actor couldn't stand it anymore and reminded him aloud.

Allen saw that the other party was just a person with a lower status than him, so he didn't even pay attention to him: "Mind your own business."

But at this time.

The young man spoke, still holding the same lazy posture with one hand in his trouser pocket, and his voice was nice and slow: "You are the stupid pig."

Five words, neither plain nor plain.

There are people present who understand Yanguo, and of course they understand the meaning of this sentence.

Allen frowned: "What?"

"I said, you are stupid." The authentic emphasis was full of indescribable magnetism. The boy's unique voice was like gurgling water, penetrating through Allen's eardrums little by little: "I said, you are stupid." That’s a stupid pig.”

Allen's face was stained with anger at this time, and it really looked like a piece of pig liver.

After all, he never expected that this guy not only understood what he said, but also repeated it in two languages, which was literally in his face.

"You!" When Allen got angry, it was like going up to beat someone.

His right hand had already pulled up the boy's collar, and the veins on his arms were popping. The aura was very terrifying.

His agent held him by the hand: "Calm down, Alan, calm down! This is the person brought by the director."

Allen gritted his teeth, flicked his hands, and his eyes were like poisonous snakes, spitting out snake messages: "Wait for me, kid!"

Bo Jiu smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to straighten his collar: "Okay, I'll wait."

The more this attitude became, the angrier Allen became, and he was so angry that he almost lost his reason.

Yan Guoren, who was also working behind the scenes, stretched out his hand to pull Bo Jiu back, and then said to the manager over there, "I'll pull him down for a conversation."

The agent breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand.

Bo Jiu let a man of nearly thirty years old drag him.

Just listen to the man say: "I know you are angry after hearing what he said, but you come here by yourself. You still need to be careful about some things. Don't look at him like that. I heard that he has dealings with people on the North Federal Road. You are in the crew If you provoke him, he will still worry about the director. If you are not good to you, it will be difficult to say in the future, and with your appearance, you really can't beat him even if you are three..."

"Then let him scold you?" Bo Jiu interrupted the man.

The man turned back, there were some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He sighed first and then said: "None of us are heroes. Patriotism is a good thing, but it is too reckless outside. I also want to fight back like you. Let me say something. In foreign words, I was deceived when I came here at first, but what can I do? The only money I had at home was used for me to go abroad. I can even wash dishes here and earn more than I can earn at home. Finally, I have it. With this job, I can send money to my family every month. If I fight back, it means that my job is gone. A rich young master like you probably doesn’t know that in the Northern Federation, people from Yan country have a lot of trouble finding a job. How difficult it is. Some kind-hearted people will tip you more and treat you well when they see you wearing poor clothes. But in fact, more often, it is a problem with the system. Everything is for survival. You Understand?"

After listening to the man's words, Bo Jiu stopped: "Why don't you go back?"

The man didn't speak again, just shook his head.

No one who is floating outside is homesick.

But more realistically, they have a family to support.

Bo Jiu also knew that it was good for this person to pull him away. After all, there were two people who didn't even care about her. They were probably worried about getting into trouble. This was normal.

However, she is a young master from a rich family.

She is not short of money, and she does not need to support a family, she only needs to support a great person.

So... Bo Jiu raised his eyes and focused his attention again on Allen who kicked things away because he was unhappy. His eyes were extremely cold.

It's time for some people to swallow their words.

International directors are really busy, otherwise they wouldn't be able to notice the strangeness here.

Other actors who knew about this incident were worried about the boy but did not want to get involved in it.

However, Allen was still looking at Bo Jiu from a distance, with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes.

Someone came over and wanted to block something for Bo Jiu: "I didn't expect you to be so good at Federalese."

It was the local actor who had spoken for Bo Jiu before: "However, I also remind you, really, don't mess with Allen."

"Thank you." Bo Jiu grew up here and knew that no matter which country there are good people and bad people.

If you treat a scumbag, you must beat him up, there is no doubt about it.

In addition to Bo Jiu, there is also a Yanguo actor in this scene.

The actor probably had to go through many doors before he got the role. He was standing next to Allen and said: "Don't get into trouble with people who have no quality. You should know that some people are just so ignorant."

Allen didn't like anyone from the Yan Kingdom now, so he didn't appreciate such words. He glared at the actor and sat back to his resting position.

Seeing this, the actor had no choice but to go to Bo Jiu: "You should go and apologize to Allen. Do you know that what you come out to represent is the face of our Yan country?"

Bo Jiu took out a lollipop and held it in his mouth. After hearing what the other party said, he raised his eyes and asked in a calm voice: "You still know the word "face"? It's so new."

"You! What qualities do you have!" The actor clenched his fingers.

Bo Jiuxie was very angry: "How can you talk about quality with someone who is not a human being? Get out of the way, I don't have time to beat you up."

The actor laughed: "Do you know how popular I am in China? You..."

"Oh?" Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows; "I don't know very well. It seems that your definition of fire is your own bragging."

The actor's face darkened with anger: "Maybe you can't imagine how much my fans like me."

"As you can imagine, every idol has his fans." Bo Jiu's voice was still lazy: "Otherwise, how could there be someone like you? It's good to play flattery. The last thing in the audience was talking about Yan Guohe. The person with the word "face" is you."

The actor wanted to say something else.

The director over there has already walked over from a distance.

The actor could only swallow his words, pretend that nothing happened, and walked to the side.

"Jiu, how do you understand the script?" From his words, it is easy to tell that this international director can't wait for Bo Jiu to audition.

Bo Jiu raised the script in his hand: "I just read it."

When the international director heard this, he looked a little disappointed, but he also knew that he was too impatient.

The assistant reminded in a low voice from the side: "Sir, should you want this actor to try on makeup and costumes?"

correct.

A character cannot be played brilliantly and has no sense of existence.

In addition to skillful acting skills and good looks, there is another important thing, which is what insiders call "fixed makeup."

As we all know, how many characters are ruined at the hands of stylists.

Film and television works throughout the history have told us this truth.

But there is one thing, it is also very important that one person cannot control some styles.

Although on the crew's side, the director has a lot of say.

But judging from the role played by Bo Jiu, she is the male god in the minds of countless people, even though she is not the male protagonist.

But this character has an unimaginable appeal online.

A mysterious hacker who comes and goes without a trace, both good and evil.

People have always been able to imagine what this character looks like from descriptions.

Indeed, judging from height and age alone, the young man in front of him fits the bill.

Because it is said that the screenwriter who wrote this novel was based on the hacker Z who was popular in the dance world at that time.

I have only heard of that person, but have never seen him.

According to the police description, he is indeed about this height and very young, but no one knows the details.

The screenwriter added his own imagination and described the other party as a beautiful boy.

The original sentence there describes it like this: "The night wind blew by, and the messy short hair not only did not make the young man decadent, but instead added to his noble temperament, like an oriental vampire aristocrat. The pure black windbreaker with a hood covered him His face only revealed an arc of his chin, but that arc is enough to leave people with endless reveries about handsomeness..."

So the boy's appearance is passable, and even in a crew with superstars, he stands out as too good-looking.

But one thing was that the assistant felt that the boy himself was a little too soft compared to the character he was going to play.

I wonder if he will bring out the aura of the character after putting on the costume?

After being reminded by the assistant, the director remembered: "By the way, let's set the makeup! Nine, you go to makeup and get dressed first, and then just take a look at the script during this time, and then walk around the set to let you get used to the rhythm here. It doesn’t matter if you can’t remember the lines then.”

Hearing this, Bo Jiu smiled and asked, "Which one would it be?"

"Which scene?" The international director was still hesitating. At first, he thought of having Jiu and An play opposite each other first, so that he could integrate into it faster, but now An has finally found the feeling of the last scene, and still can To continue acting for a while, he touched his chin and his finger just slipped.

I heard Allen say from the side: "Why don't we shoot that fight scene first? There aren't many lines, so our new friends can experience carefully how our people here shoot fight scenes."

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