The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Her eyes suddenly lit up, but when she saw Gu Weiman's sleepy eyes, the little light that had just lit up disappeared again. "She really looked stunning the last time we took a photo." Hong Yuexiang pursed her lips and smiled: "After all, the appearance is there. Over the years, how many people have I seen who have excellent appearances but are stiff like puppets when it comes to acting?" He couldn't even control the expression on his face, and his performance made people just want to laugh.
Others can only look on with envy.
The scene was noisy for a while until Gu Weiman appeared.
Suddenly there was silence.
Hong Yuexiang frowned and looked in the direction of Gu Weiman.
Her eyes suddenly lit up, but when she saw Gu Weiman's sleepy eyes, the little light that had just lit up disappeared again.
It looks good at first glance, but not so good when you look at it more closely.
She smiled and glanced at the director: "You also make mistakes sometimes. I think..." She shook her head and said, "His appearance is okay, but in terms of qualifications, I'm afraid he is not as good as my apprentice."
As she spoke, she patted Gu Siyu's shoulder.
Gu Siyu straightened her back and looked at Gu Weiman with eyes full of confidence.
Today, she will let Gu Weimian see what acting is!
The photographer adjusted the angle of the camera and looked back at Hong Yuexiang. "She really looked stunning the last time we took a photo."
Hong Yuexiang pursed her lips and smiled: "After all, the appearance is there. Over the years, how many people have I seen who have excellent appearances but are stiff like puppets when it comes to acting?"
He couldn't even control the expression on his face, and his performance made people just want to laugh.
Not to mention the talented female researcher played by Gu Weimian today.
How to interpret a genius? If you are too ostentatious, you become slick; if you are too dull, you become wooden.
This degree is too difficult to grasp.
Even for an average veteran, it would be easy to get distracted when playing such a role.
"If she can avoid making you laugh, she'll pass."
The director narrowed his eyes, but he didn't believe that he had really made a mistake.
The expressiveness and impact that Gu Weimian had shown in front of the camera were not fake.
"Let's take a look first, maybe it can bring us a surprise?"
Hong Yuexiang glanced at the director with a half-smile.
The assistant director typed a comment: "Actors, take your positions! Let's begin!"
The director said calmly, "Let's try one first."
He didn't expect to pass it in one go.
This scene was filmed in a corridor.
Gu Siyu and another girl with a small mole on the corner of her mouth walked into the corridor.
The girl looked at Gu Weimian with great excitement.
She was none other than Pang Yiqin’s number one crazy fan who never sleeps.
Not originally, but ever since the news of her predicting the test questions last time spread, her title of 'number one crazy fan' was fully confirmed.
Gu Weimian stood up lazily and walked to the other end of the corridor.
There was silence for a moment.
Hong Yuexiang smiled immediately and patted the director on the shoulder: "Good talent? Huh?"
The director's face turned dark and he looked at Gu Weimian. It seemed like he really couldn't act?
I don't even know the basic positioning.
Why are you standing over there?
Even if you don’t understand, can’t you tell it by looking at the positions where the other actors are standing?
He was just about to shout "click" when Gu Weimian moved. She slowly raised her head, yawned, and then her drooping eyebrows slowly opened.
What kind of eyes are these?
Cold and restrained, yet suppressing the deepest enthusiasm and love for scientific research.
She walked towards Gu Siyu and the girl with the mole.
"Tap, tap."
The high heels on her feet beat out the rhythm.
As she continued to move forward, the light and shadow from the windows in the corridor formed a staggered sense of layering on Gu Weiman's face.
Her temperament changed.