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"It's time for you to shoot, you go and ask the director which scene to shoot, go quickly, now I'll wait for you alone." Zhang Qian patted Yang Lin on the back and pushed him out.

Yang Lin saw Yu Min and Zhang Jizhong discussing something, and they seemed to be very intense. He walked over slowly, only to hear the two arguing about which scene to film.

Yu Min advocated filming the scene where Yang Lin vomited blood to find Xiaolongnu after the martial arts conference, while Zhang Jizhong strongly advocated filming the scene where Yang Guo met the old naughty boy 16 years later. The two argued, looked at Yang Lin at the same time, and said in unison: "Which scene do you think we should film?" ”

Yang Lin was stunned by the vicious eyes of the two of them, he settled down and said: "I think it's better to shoot after the martial arts conference, it just happens that the plot is coherent, and it can be filmed without Liu Yifei." "It stands to reason that the producer can't compete with the director for this issue, after all, the director is the real protagonist, and without the director, there is no soul in a play.

"Alright then, you go put on makeup, we'll go to the location to shoot later, it's already afternoon, you have to hurry." Yu Min waved his hand and asked Yang Lin to put on makeup first.

Makeup is familiar to Yang Lin and his makeup artist, and there is no difficulty at all.

"Hey, why did your skin get so good all of a sudden? I still have acne when I put on my makeup in the morning, and it looks smooth, even better than makeup. The slight puffiness on your face is gone, can it be that a little sleep has such a great effect? The makeup artist said in a surprised tone while giving Yang Lin makeup.

Will Yang Lin tell her that this is the credit of the system? He didn't say anything, and left her alone to talk to herself.

"Alright, call it a day. Today I made it very light for you, and your skin was already shiny, so I didn't get anything else, but my eyebrows were a little thicker. She clapped her hands and looked at Yang Lin's face a few times, "What the hell is going on, I envy you." ”

Yang Lin grinned and said jokingly: "Sister Xiaorong needs to rest more." A few more sleeps will do. Women are asleep. ”

is about to shoot Yang Lin's one-man show, Xiaolongnu was advised by Huang Rong not to be with Yang Guo, so she quietly left overnight. The next day, after discovering that Xiaolongnu had left, Yang Guo pursued him in the wilderness.

“3、2、1、action！”

Yang Lin put his hands in front of his mouth in the shape of a trumpet, and shouted loudly to the surroundings: "Auntie, aunt! Where are you? I can't find you anymore! ”

The camera slowly slid to Yang Lin from far to near. He looked around anxiously, praying to see the little dragon girl's trace.

"Cards!" Yu Min shouted loudly with a megaphone, "Stop, Yang Lin, come here." ”

Yang Lin walked over with a puzzled face, wanting to hear what Yu Min had to say.

"You don't have the right expression in the first place. You should be anxious, and you're doing a good job of that. And then there's worry, worrying about what happened to her. There is also deep self-blame and regret that I didn't accompany her. In short, you have to think about the mood of the characters, there must be more than one now, and it will be difficult for you to show it, but I am optimistic about you. ”

So it turned out, Yang Lin felt that he couldn't control Yang Guo's rich expression at this time, his current level could only show one or two, and too complicated performances were stressful for him.

After Yu Min's nudge, Yang Lin returned to the starting point and was ready to start over.

The camera also retreated, filming Yang Lin's running figure from a distance, and Yang Lin's figure grew long under the illumination of the sunset. He seems to be the only one in the empty world, and he looks alone, so he is not lonely.

Close, close. Yu Min clearly saw Yang Lin's facial expression through the surveillance. His brows were tightly locked, as if he had an inextricable melancholy, and his eyes looked into the distance deeply, anxious and regretful. Yu Min couldn't help but look at his thighs, it was good to be able to reach this level for the second time!

And Yang Lin's lips looked a little chapped, he opened his mouth and breathed heavily, and then bit his lip with his teeth.

"Cards!" After hearing this voice, Yang Lin was stunned again, he felt quite good about himself, and felt that he had successfully shaped Yang Guo's mood at this time.

"I don't know what's going on, there is always a sense of disobedience when I watch your performance from the screen, I feel that you are redundant standing in front of the camera, and I want to delete you." Yu Min pointed to the monitor and pointed to the one he had just filmed and said.

He was a little confused, Yang Lin's shooting gave people a sense of disobedience, and he didn't figure it out. Yang Lin looked at his performance, and it seemed that the traces were too heavy, and he was too eager to pursue facial expressions.

He found that the feeling exuded from his body was very casual, without a sense of tension, which did not match the plot. This kind of casual feeling was formed by him in his previous shooting, and it matches Yang Guo's youthful feeling very well, but it is not suitable for use here.

Yang Lin also wants to get rid of this feeling, but it is not an overnight thing, and it is very difficult for Yang Lin to transform the feeling that he has cultivated into another feeling. After all, his acting skills have not yet reached the top or first-class level. A-'s acting skills can only barely get by, and he won't be scolded as a vase.

Yang Lin didn't believe in evil, and spent 20 points to exchange for skills to see if he could get rid of this unruly aura.

Skills are only auxiliary, not a universal guarantee, so Yang Lin once again received a gorgeous "card".

According to Yu Min's request, Yang Lin stopped to rest, he sat on the chair, drank a small sip of water, and moistened his dry lips. Then he buried his head in the script and entered the system himself.

"Well, I remember there's a gadget called a temperament converter, where? I should be able to use the gadget for free once and decide it's you. ”

He found his goal in the gadget, "Temperament Converter": to convert his temperament into another in a limited time, depending on the points.

Very good, that's it, Yang Lin transformed his temperament into Yang Guo's state of mind at this time, and he was shrouded in eagerness and worry.

After Yu Min saw Yang Lin's temperament change all of a sudden, he couldn't help but nodded, and said to Zhang Jizhong, who had just come over: "This is a good seedling, just a little bit." ”

Zhang Jizhong looked at Yang Lin who was meditating in surprise, "Oh, there is really potential?" Worth cultivating? Yu Min generally doesn't praise people, and the previous "Dragon Babu" only praised Liu Tao and Xiu Qing who played Murong Fu.

After Yang Lin got it done, he quit the system and prepared to shoot again.

When filming began, Yang Lin shouted loudly into the boundless wilderness around him: "Auntie! Aunt! His back to the sun was being laid out in front of him, and his face looked tangled together on the camera.

Just kept running, no stand-ins. Yang Lin was really tired and thirsty now, he propped his hands on his knees, bent down, and gasped for air. The sweat on his face ran down exaggeratedly, falling to the ground drop by drop, and even his hair was a little sweaty, and a few strands of yellow hair stuck to his forehead.

After a short rest, he sped off into the distance again, following the footsteps of the little dragon girl.

"Good! This time it's really good. Yu Min and Zhang Jizhong both puffed up their palms, and Yang Lin slowly walked towards this side, and it could be seen that the sweat just now was not a prop, it was really the sweat that was hot when he ran.

Holding the water cup, Yang Lin took a few sips, not paying attention to the image at all, and after drinking, he wiped the water droplets at the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. There is really the chic drinking of ancient heroes.

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