NG once, NG twice...... NG 16th.

There was a lot of discussion on the set, Qin Yifan couldn't act anymore, and his mentality collapsed a little.

For the first time, I felt that I was racing too much, and I didn't catch it a little.

Qin Yifan quickly adjusted himself and regained his strength and came again.

But soon, Qin Yifan found that as long as he had a pair of eyes on Qin Ye, he couldn't act.

Qin Ye is still Xiao Wunian.

And he has already played, no longer Song Mingyuan, but Qin Yifan.

"Come on, come on, take a break......"

Zhuo Chaoqun decisively shouted to stop and gave Qin Yifan an encouraging look.

Then, scratching his head and walking up to Qin Ye, his expression was a little indescribable, "That, Qin Ye, you didn't press the scene just now, right?" ”

What is the pressure play, the pressure play?

Qin Ye looked incomprehensible, "Director Zhuo, I haven't even opened my mouth to say the lines yet, what kind of drama am I pressing?" Besides......"

With a modest face, Qin Ye didn't understand and asked, "What does it mean to press the play?" ”

Load, load!

Seeing that the young man was a little angry by Qin Yifan's only a few scenes, Zhuo Chaoqun felt a little helpless.

Don't talk about Qin Yifan, it's him, who claims to be a good person to look at, and he doesn't see that Qin Ye has a talent for acting.

I've never learned acting, and I'm so good at acting.

If you have learned this, you will not let others eat it?

Zhuo Chaoqun sighed helplessly, "It's almost, so many people are watching, so I can save some face." ”

"Oh, got it."

Qin Ye nodded sheepishly.

Qin Yifan, who walked off the stage in frustration, just heard Zhuo Chaoqun's words, and almost stumbled off the stage, got up and vomited three liters of blood.

If it weren't for Zhuo Chaoqun, Qin Yifan would have rolled up his sleeves and rushed up at this time, grabbing his collar and yelling: You said Qin Ye pressed the scene? He's a rookie and presses my play? You repeat, do you believe that I beat you to death?

But that is Zhuo Chaoqun, one of the most influential gold medal directors in China, and he can't afford to offend.

The internal injuries were about to come out, Qin Yifan glared at Qin Ye angrily, rushed into the dressing room, and rested for more than ten minutes before coming out.

Seeing that the director and the cameraman were leaning together in front of the monitor to watch the clips that had just been NG, Qin Yifan couldn't hold back and walked over with his feet up.

After only reading one, Qin Yifan's face turned red, and he couldn't say a word.

He only cares about his acting skills and suppresses Qin Ye, so that Qin Ye can see what acting is.

However, the acting was too much.

When the moon is full, it is full, and when the water is full, it overflows.

The result of using too much force is that it is something that comes from the performance, and it is really not a thing.

Song Mingyuan in the camera doesn't look like a prince who walked in front of the emperor and courtiers step by step by forbearance.

On the contrary, it seems that the protagonist is shrouded in a golden ring, but in fact, he took the male supporting script and desperately wanted to brush up on the waste prince who had a sense of existence in front of the emperor.

And Qin Ye sat quietly behind the desk.

It's like a backdrop.

When she doesn't move, no one pays attention to her.

However, as soon as she moved, attention fell on her.

raised her eyes and sighed, obviously she didn't say a word, it just made people think that she was the protagonist, and she couldn't do it without looking at her.

But in this scene, Song Mingyuan is obviously the protagonist!

She, she, she actually pressed his play?

Blocked in his chest in one breath and unable to breathe in, Qin Yifan stared at the camera, like a big white goose choked on food.