Speaking of which, Liu Ra can't rest in the next scene, and he also has to participate in it, because there is a shot of him in it.

The next content of the performance is that after Qiu Shuitian and Qiu Huogui walked on the overpass, they began to look for their joint object. It turned out that the two were drug dealers who hid drugs in their bodies, and they had to get a plane ticket from the contact object, and then take a plane to Guangzhou, where someone would naturally pick them up, and when the time came, they would pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other.

However, it was the first time for both of them to do such a thing, and they mistook a poet who was preparing to commit suicide on a bridge for a joint object. The two of them walked over with a smiling face, looked around and whispered, "Hey, we're here, where's the ticket?" ”

The poet glanced at them and read a poem in dialect: "The bottom of the lake is bottomless for itself, and the shore has no shore for itself." Its water is neither wet nor dry to itself, and its waves do not feel singular or individual. These waves are around stones that are neither small nor large, whispering to themselves that they have not heard. ”

"Huh?" The two looked at each other, not understanding what the poet was saying.

In the next second, after reading this poem, the poet turned around and fell off the bridge with a "swish" in the stunned eyes of the two, and then smashed heavily into an old Jetta car under the bridge.

There were two people sitting in the car, Fang Wen and Effie. It turned out that Fang Wen was the real connector between Qiu Shuitian and Qiu Huogui.

Besides, the two men on the bridge were shocked to see that the person they thought was the connector had committed suicide. "Why did he jump? What's the jump? Didn't you see the police? Qiu Shuitian shouted in a broken heart.

"Don't shout, I'm afraid that others won't know what you're doing?" Qiu Huogui gave Qiu Shuitian another slap, and then dragged him: "Run." As they spoke, the two of them ran away, and accidentally, the magazine that had just come out of Zhou Gongzi's car fell off the bridge and happened to fall into the hands of Fang Wen who came out of the car.

Fang Wen opened the magazine and saw that it was full of his own photos, and all of a sudden, Fang Wen became nervous.

Besides, Qiu Huogui and Qiu Shuitian on the bridge, after the two of them ran off the bridge, they hurriedly reached out to stop the taxi. Soon, a car stopped beside them, and the windows rolled down, revealing Li Mi's face in the cab: "Why are you again?" Taxi? ”

"Hmm."

"Nope."

The two looked at each other, but they gave completely different answers, and in the end, the two got into the car......

At this point, the filming of this scene has also been completed, and the sky has darkened. Even if today's task is over, the crew begins to call it a day.

After the filming of this whole day, it happened to respond to Zhou Gongzi's words, the director's filming technique is to draw a circle. Obviously, this circle of today's story has been formed, and Liu La really admires Cao Baoping's ability.

At the end of the day, it was already more than six o'clock in the evening, because there was no night play, so after the end of work, it was time for everyone to move freely. However, after filming all day, both the actors and the crew were very tired, and after getting together for dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest, and the only person who was full of energy had to be Wang Baoqiang.

"Let's go, spicy, I've inquired, there's a night market next to our hotel, there's all the fun stuff in it, this is the first time I've come to Yunnan, let's go shopping?" He held a toothpick, and sprang up as he picked his teeth.

Liu La happened to be a little depressed, and said that it was a good thing to go out for a walk and relax, so he followed Wang Baoqiang and the two out of the hotel.

Kunming is a city with four seasons like spring, even in winter, the temperature is relatively warm, at noon there are about ten degrees, and now the temperature has dropped some, about five or six degrees.

The two wore thin sweaters and big black super sunglasses, and quietly blended into the crowd of the night market. As soon as he came in, Liu La began to regret it, nothing else, just because this buddy's spirit was too full.

"Spicy, there's a skewer here!"

"Do you eat spicy caterpillars?"

"Hey, have you ever eaten a scorpion? And centipedes! ”

All kinds of strange things, there is nothing he doesn't like, from the beginning to the end, from the beginning to the end. Liu La didn't have his "belly", and while wandering around, he bought some local products such as the Eighteen Monsters of Yunnan, and prepared to take the time to send them back to his master and parents.

More than an hour later, one was full of food and drink until he hiccuped, and the other was carrying a large bag and a small wrap in his hand, and both of them returned to the hotel with a full load.

After returning to the room, Wang Baoqiang's excitement finally passed, and the person began to feel tired, and he didn't wash up, so he threw himself on the bed.

But how to say that sentence, the cycle of cause and effect, retribution is not happy. He was tired, but Liu Ra couldn't sleep today.

Liu La ran to his house: "Baoqiang, why do you say you are so good at acting?" Why do I always make mistakes? You teach me. ”

Wang Baoqiang drooped his head and looked at him: "What does that thing teach you to understand!" Can you go back to the house and sleep? ”

"Don't mind, tell me about it. What kind of sleep do you sleep so early, haven't you studied martial arts? Come on, put on a show. ”

Wang Baoqiang was about to cry: "Hey, what you said sounds familiar, isn't this what I told you yesterday......"

Wang Baoqiang also saw that if he didn't say something, he wouldn't want to sleep comfortably today.

He sat up from the bed: "You want to learn from me, right?" I won't call you, or we'll put on a show. He thought for a while and said to Liu La: "In this way, you play a person who holds dozens of pounds of things and then climbs the stairs." ”

"Huh?" Liu La was stunned for a moment, and after he reacted, he didn't hesitate to start acting.

He bent down slightly, pretending to have something heavy in his hand, his brow furrowed slightly, and his feet struggled to make strides. After taking two steps, his body shook slightly, and he stumbled under his feet, as if he couldn't keep his balance because the thing in his hand was too heavy.

"How? It's okay, right? At this point, Liu La stopped and asked Wang Baoqiang.

Wang Baoqiang nodded: "Cheng, you see how I act." As the words fell, he began to perform.

Like Liu La, he also bent down slightly. But unlike Liu La, Liu La used his hands across his chest and pretended to be holding an object, but he put his palms on his waist, as if he was holding a heavy thing. And his steps are also different from Liu La, there is no exaggerated shaking, stumbling or the like, but walking very slowly and steadily.

Overall, the difference between the two is probably that Liu La is playing a person with something in his hand, while Wang Baoqiang seems to really have a heavy thing in his hand, or that word, naturally.

Looking at Liu La, Wang Baoqiang said: "Do you know why you acted a little exaggerated, I guess you haven't taken anything heavy at all, right?" So you don't have a concept of this in your head. I am different from you, I have moved bricks on the construction site before, from the first floor holding dozens of pounds of bricks to the fifth floor, this feeling has long been engraved in my mind. I wasn't acting just now, I was just bricks, but I didn't have bricks in my hands. ”

Hearing this, Liu La's heart shook fiercely.

At this time, Wang Baoqiang spoke again, he walked around the room, and then said to Liu La: "So you pick up the bedside table next to the bed, this thing is about twenty or thirty pounds, you hold it and try it once." ”

Hearing this, Liu La walked over and picked up the bedside table, and then, there was no need to play it again at all. There is nothing in the hand called acting, there is something in the hand is real life, obviously, the highest level of acting is to perform real life, Liu La has a feeling of being sudden.

Wang Baoqiang smiled and said: "I remember in the script, tomorrow you have a scene where you hit a telephone pole with your head, right?" I don't know how you're going to act, but if it were me, I would probably do it. ”

As he spoke, without warning, his head slammed into the wall next to him with a "bang", making Liu La look stupid.

Liu La was stupid, but he touched his head and smiled: "I also know that I can't act well, so I won't act, I really ......."