The Queen is In Pairs [entertainment Circle]

Lu Yinbing: "Send a message to remind her that if she laughs again, she will be taken as a neuropathy."

Just as Xiaoxi was about to post it, Lu Yinbing said again, "Don't post it."

Xiaoxi pointed to the screen of the phone, and said in a daze: "...Do you send it...or not?"

Lu Yinbing resolutely said, "No."

She was originally insane, and it happened to be photographed. What's up with her? She is not a Pacific Policeman, her hand stretched so wide, can she be in charge of her. Lu Yinbing changed his sitting position, lying on his side, with his back facing Xia Yitong's direction.

"Two minutes later, if an artist surnamed Xia is still laughing, you can send a WeChat message to remind her."

Konishi: "Huh?"

"Ah what?"

"Okay." Xiaoxi responded, and for a moment, he wanted to walk over to see for himself whether Lu Yinbing's face was swollen by himself.

Xia Yitong listened to Fang Mei's words, and no longer looked at her unscrupulously, but from time to time he looked away from the phone, pretending to look around, thinking that he did not act excessively at all.

The result of the overall planning and Qin Hanlin's discussion is: the remaining two games will be moved to tomorrow night, and the assassin scene will not be filmed first, and only a half-literary scene will be filmed. The reason why it is half literary opera is because she herself is literary opera, and the other has martial arts.

The interior view of the magnificent Donggong study, with cigarettes curling up from the Boshan stove. With a snap, the field record hits the board. Pushing the camera over, Lu Yinbing wore long hair, changed into a more slack gown, tied around his waist, unbearable for a grip, a small piece of white and delicate skin was exposed on his chest, his clavicle moved slightly while breathing, and the recess in the middle Followed by a slender neck, Yurong Shengxue, the key parts that have been deliberately hidden make her temperament more androgynous, the wrist bones are delicate and white, like a colorless butterfly resting on it, even she carried a Zhu pen to review the memorial. The action also feels secretly floating.

The set-up set was ignored, and only one side of the world remained in his eyes.

Even without showing the full face, many people present couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva. It had nothing to do with lust, but the instinct for beauty.

Xia Yitong fixedly looked at the stunning beauty sitting behind the desk, short of breath, and looked around with hostility at the same time, wishing to immediately jump up and hold her whole body firmly in his arms, blocking the coveted gaze of everyone on the scene!

Qin Hanlin was originally sitting in front of the monitor. As soon as he saw the picture, he jumped up with excitement. There is no need to add filters to do the post-production. This feeling is almost the same as those in Hong Kong movies in the 90s. The same as the actress! The last time I worked with her hasn't been amazing to this point. It has only been four years, and her acting has quietly progressed to such a realm.

If anyone said that performing such a play only needs to rely on his face to be beautiful and does not require acting skills at all, Qin Hanlin must be the first to knock the clapboard on that person's head. Lu Yinbing's sitting posture is very particular, her back is actually very straight, and her posture is also very upright, which reflects the good education of the royal family. But through some minor adjustments of her limbs, such as wrists, shoulders, and the angle of her head down, at first glance she actually looks a little idle. This is what Qin Hanlin wants. He doesn't like too serious beauties, or The beauty is coquettish, or it is beautiful as presumptuous, or as beautiful as a ghost, or as beautiful as both good and evil, each has its own beauty. Especially in the early stage, Jing Xiu was a decent and handsome, occasionally shy, and the same in the middle and later stages, no matter it was for him or for Lu Yinbing, it was not challenging.

Qin Hanlin said when talking about the play: "You are an orthodox prince. You can't be as beautiful as a fairy, but you also have to be like a fairy. I mean you have to attract the audience in front of the big screen like a peerless fairy. A way to look away, but not on the surface of flashy. You can act whatever you want. I want feelings. Is there a problem?"

Lu Yinbing thought for a while and said, "No problem."

Qin Hanlin trusted her acting skills very much even at the beginning of the selection, and after saying this, he felt that he was harsh, but he did not expect that Lu Yinbing would really be able to perform! This shot can behave like this, then the reclining couch, the beauty, and the bed... Qin Hanlin touched the corner of his mouth, made sure that there was no water flowing, his throat rolled, calmed his mind, and continued to talk about his attention. Focus on the monitor.

The lights and shadows were intertwined, the candlelight in the lampshade suddenly shook, and the glazed tiles above his head seemed to make a slight noise.

Lu Yinbing kept writing.

Qin Hanlin: "It's stuck, it's over."

The martial arts instructor, dressed in black, galloped on the eaves, one jumped, hung the roof beam with both hands, and his feet were suspended in the air. He jumped in from the open window on the side of the Donggong study. One rolled forward and fell on the ground, kneeling on Lu. In front of the ice drink, it is chic and neat.

Qin Hanlin: "XX can go on."

XX is the supporting role in this scene, and XX is hanging Wia now. The camera was taken for the distant view, the eaves were walking, the eyes were close-up, and the movement of the beam behind the ceiling was filmed for another half an hour. Fortunately, Wu Zhi has taught it many times during the rest of the day, otherwise I don't know how long it will take to shoot.

"A!"

After half an hour, the supporting actor knelt before Lu Yinbing neatly after a series of actions.

Lu Yinbing didn't raise his eyes.

The supporting actor knelt on one knee, like a dark ghost, whispered: "Your Highness."

Lu Yinbing raised the paper he had just finished writing in his hand, and fluttered in front of the supporting actor. The supporting actor took a step forward and picked it up. The picture was frozen on the paper. The wet ink on the paper read: "Zuo Sichan, Zhuo. "

The word "Zhu" was circled with a blood-colored cinnabar pen, shocking, representing the affiliation of the nine ethnic groups, leaving no room for it.

The supporting actor stepped back, the camera showed Lu Yinbing's face, and the candlelight reflected silence. She didn't have a line from the beginning to the end of the scene, and there was not even a slight fluctuation in her expression. Her indifferent eyes made it clear that she was a tall person who regarded human life as a must, and she was completely indifferent to the massacre of the nine races. Turning a blind eye is the cruelest king.

But is this really the case?

The machine turned to the desk. Except for the "Zhu" note, the rest were scattered, namely "Rao", "Exiled", "Derogatory", and "Does not harm the tribe." Bing held the note in one hand, opened the lampshade, licked up the flames, and turned to ashes.

After all, she was still the young man with a soft heart, the Sixth Highness who always wanted to see the bright moon, but the current situation could no longer keep her hands clean.

Qin Hanlin pressed his mouth tightly: "Card, it's over."

It was already past twelve o'clock, almost one o'clock in the morning.

Everyone held their breath, for fear that Qin Hanlin would say: "Very good, let's have another one." Then it's dead, the air is quiet, there are only rustling comments, and everyone's unspoken panic. . Until Qin Hanlin finished watching the replay, he waved his hand: "Come on!"

The dangling breath was relaxed, the costumes were taken off, the staff swiftly collected the machines and props, and the palace that was just full of dangdang was emptied in less than ten minutes.

A group of people went out to eat spicy crayfish. Midsummer happened to be the season to eat crayfish. Paired with cold beer, it was refreshing. Qin Hanlin invited everyone to go.

But two people did not go, Lu Yinbing and Xia Yitong. Lu Yinbing can understand without going to Qin Hanlin, she can't eat, and Xia Yitong can't understand without going.

"Director Qin, I just played a few shots this afternoon, I'm embarrassed to go, I'm so embarrassed."

"Look at that XX, there are fewer shots than yours. What are you afraid of? Are you shy?"

Xia Yitong got up with Poe: "Yes, I'm shy."

Qin Hanlin: "..."

"The less you get along with people, the more shy you will be. Go and go." He still wants to take Xia Yitong. After all, Xia Yitong is his protagonist. He is like a daughter in his heart. He wants to take everything with him. .

Xia Yitong had a clever idea, wondering: "Isn't it going to be the scene of the first encounter tomorrow? Teacher Lu will look for me to match the scene at night."

I'm sorry, Lu, pull you out and lie down.

I thought that Qin Hanlin would immediately let him go when he heard the opposite scene. Who knows that Qin Hanlin didn’t know which of the tendons was stubborn, so how could I say that it didn’t work. Xia Yitong almost knelt down for him, crying bitterly, "Please forgive me, please." ."

Lu Yinbing's costume was taken away by the props. Xiaoxi wrung out a wet towel and wiped her shoulders. Xia Yitong glanced at her with the left side of the light. She was almost finished, she seemed to be leaving soon. She was going crazy.

While she was observing Lu Yinbing, Lu Yinbing also watched her movements quietly.

"What is the artist surnamed Xia doing?"

Xiaoxi glanced at it first, and answered very naturally: "I'm talking with Dao Qin."

It can be said that it has the potential to be entertaining.

Lu Yinbing: "...In broad daylight, in broad daylight, in the sky, the lonely man and the widow, how decent they are."

Xiaoxi looked at the dark sky above her head and decided that she would be blind from now on.

"What is an artist surnamed Xia doing now?"

"The expression is very excited, it seems that there is a great power in the body, and it is about to explode."

"...Let's go, leave her alone."

Lu Yinbing took Xiaoxi straight past her. Xia Yitong was really going crazy. I never thought that Qin Hanlin was such a mother-in-law.

Lu Yinbing just walked out a few steps when he heard the muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind him.

Qin Hanlin jumped a step back, his face was terrified and panicked: "Ah, what's the matter?"

Fang Mei squatted down, took Xia Yitong's upper body, and pressed her hands at the acupuncture points of her person at the same time: "I'm sorry, Qin, Teacher Xia is a little low in blood sugar, I guess I need to go back and take a good rest."

Qin Hanlin: "Oh, oh, scare me. It's okay, right?"

Fang Fei: "Just take a rest."

Xia Yitong woke up "weakly" and looked in the direction of Lu Yinbing "weakly".

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Lu Yinbing's heart and wanted to run, but the five thousand years of traditional Chinese virtues prevented her.

"In this case," Qin Hanlin said, looking at Lu Yinbing, who was only a few steps away, "Yinbing, you can take Xiaoxia back to the hotel, just in time for you to drop by."

Lu Yinbing: "..."

Let's go for the traditional virtues of his mother!