A few days ago, filming in the company of the man in black, Rossi could clearly see from the monitor that this group of people had restored their own lives, but when it came to Forrest Gump's scene, they were out of shape.

There was no distraction, no words, and they suddenly didn't feel like themselves when they were being filmed by the camera.

Playing out of order, this was Rossi's first reaction.

Gan Jing retreated to the gate of the company with a blank face after hearing the field note, and he didn't go to sit, just stood in the corner of the wall and kept silent facing the wall, which is a way to maintain the state of acting - I turned around, and I was not in the same world as you.

"Take out your previous state, this is Forrest Gump, this is a very important scene. Rosie, though dissatisfied, remained unserious.

At this time, the middle-aged white man who was in charge of speaking lines to Forrest Gump was a little confused, he thought about it for a while and decided to ask: "How should I act?"

How a person should perform in front of the camera is a huge teaching content.

Rosie stared at this middle-aged white man, stuck!

I haven't seen you ask before, isn't that good? Why did you suddenly start asking such a simple and difficult question now?

The middle-aged white man remained silent after asking the question.

Rosie didn't know how to answer for a while, and finally spit out: "You don't need to act, you usually look like you now! Truth, truth first!"

The middle-aged white man was obviously still a little confused, and then, this sense of discomfort was fully expressed in the next two shoots, and such a group of group performances lost their feelings.

Gan Jing slowly walked to the monitor after the director shouted to stop for the third time, and motioned to Rosie with his eyes to play back the previous paragraph.

He watched it several times, and found that every time he walked into the door, there were always group performers who unconsciously looked at him, which ruined the atmosphere created by the entire group.

This subtle movement is detrimental to wholeness.

Gan Jing doesn't think that such a group of people will take such special care because of their status as star actors, so ...... Another factor is probably because of what Cass told him.

He waved his hand to beckon the middle-aged white man A: "What did Cass say to you?"

The middle-aged A said naturally: "I want to protect your safety." "This English speaker speaks with a very local accent, and still uses honorifics.

Gan Jing stroked his forehead: "What is there to pay attention to in this filming process?"

A was silent.

"I'm safe. This drama is what matters at the moment. Gan Jing thought for a moment and said to the person in front of him, "You tell everyone, just treat it as if the camera doesn't exist." ”

A was silent, and B came over.

Gan Jing guessed that there were different levels among them, and maybe the latter person would be more useful to speak, so he repeated it again.

B nodded silently.

Gan Jing grasped the characteristics of this group of people, silently, silently...... People don't talk much.

This time the adjustment is very effective, although it is still not done again, but the effect has come out, Gan Jing asked the group actor B after calling it to stop this time, and knew his adjustment method - announcing the cancellation of the protection of Forrest Gump.

Well, the effect is outstanding.

By the second time, the atmosphere in the company was almost there.

After Gan Jing stepped into the door, the feeling was much stronger than before, and everything he heard and saw was the original ecology here.

"Aurelio, the bill is on it. Ben, a middle-aged white man, was talking to his companion, and when he saw Forrest Gump come in, he said something casually.

Gan Jing nodded, and his back couldn't help but stiffen a little, this is the reverence of Sicilian people for these people, from childhood to adulthood, the influence of the man in black is spreading around him, for the outside world, these people may be a story, a legend, but for him, this is life.

Gan Jing's fingers were trembling slightly.

He didn't seem to notice it in the slightest, just played upstairs with a masked smile.

"Over there. Although the middle-aged man was chatting, he was still subconsciously paying attention to the people in the hall, his suspicious eyes had a hint of fierceness, and the smile that seemed to be concerned was real cold, as if he had treated all suspicious people in the past thirty years, and asked, "What's wrong with you today?"

The camera in the back clearly captured Forrest Gump's back and was drenched with sweat all of a sudden, but this would be his face facing a middle-aged white man, so he was not seen.

"I'm wondering what to do with the contents of the bill. Gan Jing's fingers stopped trembling, the mask-like smile on his face faded, and a numb expression covered it.

Rosie, who was behind the monitor, watched the changes in the details of this scene, and couldn't wait to scratch it hard in his heart, itchy, itchy!

The middle-aged white man looked at Aurelio with a scrutinizing gaze, and only nodded after a few seconds, but said no more.

Gan Jingmu walked in the other direction, not taking the elevator, but walking from the stairs to the second floor.

Click, click, click.

The sound of leather shoes echoed in the corridor, maintaining a frequency, but Forrest Gump's eyes in the monitor seemed to light up, his sleepless and anxious spirit changed at this moment, and the whole person's walking posture also seemed a lot more cheerful.

Chirping.

This change came to an abrupt end when he pushed open the wooden door at the top of the staircase, and Gan Jing lost his luster again, and if he had changed his clothes and makeup, no one would have believed that it was the same person.

A few people in the corridor on the second floor glanced at Aurelio, who often came here to deal with the accounts, and did not speak, as dark and depressed as usual.

Gan Jing didn't seem to have lost his way on the first floor, and walked into the office near the side with a familiar car, the messy original bill on the table.

As soon as he entered the door, his fingers couldn't help but tremble again, he exhaled softly, took out his mobile phone and quickly began to shoot the original bill, whenever the sound of leather shoes came from the corridor, Gan Jing would put the phone away.

Bell bell bell.

A shrill phone call came to Gan Jing's ears through the closed room door, causing his whole body to stiffen, and he subconsciously put the phone in his pocket and began to deal with the original bill as he had done in previous years.

After a while, there was a rush of footsteps, and the door was pushed open.

"Is it dealt with?" said the middle-aged white man who had started walked in and said in a deep voice.

Gan Jing lowered his head and didn't turn back: "It's almost over." ”

The footsteps behind walked to the side.

The sweat on Gan Jing's forehead dripped onto the bill in his hand, and it splashed clearly.

There was an eerie silence in the room.

This silence lasted for a long time.

Gan Jing's fingers stopped trembling at this time, and he handled the bill firmly and skillfully.

"Alright. Gan Jing bent over and whispered.

"Let's go back. The middle-aged white man said in a hoarse voice.

Gan Jing nodded, turned around and walked towards the door, the camera in front captured his frightened eyes, at this moment, the sweat stains on his back soaked clothes were clearly displayed in the back camera and the eyes of the middle-aged white man.

Step by step to leave, step by step back to the tax office.

Gan Jing was as wooden as a piece of wood in the process.

When he sat back in his office, he breathed a sigh of relief, took out his mobile phone, and his eyes bloomed.

Gan Jing took two sips, put his mobile phone next to the keyboard and prepared to enter the information into the computer, took the cup in his right hand, and took a few sips of water.

After a few seconds, his eyes widened, his hands struggling to his mouth, and his legs slid down from his chair.

Knock, the door opened.

Gan Jing pinched his throat with both hands and lay on the ground, his consciousness seemed to be a little blurred, but he heard a familiar voice in his ears.

"He's dead. ”

This is Walken's voice.

This is the voice of betrayal.

Gan Jing's hands lost their strength, and he struggled to keep his eyes open and freeze the picture.

At this moment, Rossi stood behind the monitor, and the color he interpreted from Forrest Gump's eyes was not resentment, not curse, not resentment, only yearning for beauty.

Whew, Rosie exhaled, shaking his head and muttering in disbelief.

"It was perfect. ”

The later shot shows Emma waiting alone by the river and then can't help but dance, well, with her first operatic voice in front of Forrest Gump. Perfect, couldn't have been more perfect!"

Rosie wants to scratch her heart more and more, no, not just the heart, but the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, scratch them all!