Chapter 162 Training

"Alas, another failure. ”

After sighing helplessly, Wang Zheng simply stopped the three-in-one comprehension. Because he knows that with such a thing as a three-in-one, he will succeed sooner or later.

And once you succeed, it's time to start unlocking the treasure of the flesh.

At that time, his nominal master will only be between him and himself, at most, he will be better than himself.

Wang Zheng, who was already ripe for the three-point return to the vitality, knew that although the three-point return vitality was powerful, it was not a powerful exercise in the Tianyuan world.

This can be seen from the acupuncture points of the flesh that can be opened up by the three-point return to the vitality.

A single sect, one of the Three Uniques of Wind and Cloud Frost, can open up twenty-four acupuncture points in each of the Grandmaster Period, and some of these twenty-four acupuncture points are duplicated.

The three initiates are only more than forty acupuncture points.

However, once the three elements are one, seventy-two acupuncture points can be opened up at one time, which can be regarded as a good true qi method.

But compared to the top martial arts in the Tian Yuan World, it was much worse!

There are a total of 365 acupuncture points in the human body, and it is rumored that in those large holy places, there are methods to open up hundreds or even hundreds of acupuncture points.

Even, in the hidden Martial God Family, there is a supreme martial arts that can open up the number of acupuncture points of Zhou Tian!

It is conceivable that even if it is a three-point return to vitality, it is not a fart when it is against those martial arts.

However, this did not hinder Wang Zheng's enthusiasm for the return of three points. For him, with his current fame, improving his strength to a grandmaster martial artist is already a major event that has to be put on the agenda.

Therefore, this life continued until the Dryad Grandma brought people back, and then it was paused for a while.

When the people arrived, Wang Zheng couldn't wait to start filming.

For Wang Zheng, who was making a movie for the first time, he was a little nervous, so Wang Zheng felt the need to teach this group of newcomers a lesson.

So, Wang Zheng, who had been walking around the set as usual, casually pulled a Wendao monk from Qiongyun Academy and said to him:

"This brother, please do me a favor, help me inform the crew and actors, I want to tell you how to act before filming. ”

"Really?"

"Damn, Senior Brother Wang personally imparted his experience?"

"That one, Senior Brother Wang, how many of us should avoid it?"

Wang Zheng did not hide his words, so as soon as Wang Zheng's words fell, he attracted the attention of the surrounding Wendao monks.

A group of Wendao monks directly surrounded Wang Zheng in the middle.

"Senior Brother Wang, do you mean, do we need to avoid it?" a young man who seemed a little cunning asked relentlessly.

When Wang Zheng heard this, he looked at him with a smile: "What, do you want to hear it?"

"Hehe, it's just a little interested. "The rhetoric of young people is somewhat evasive.

At this moment, a young man with a righteous face came out of the crowd and arched his hand towards Wang Zheng and said:

"Senior Brother Wang, let's not hide it, we do have the intention of learning from our predecessors. After all, a few of us are also planning to shoot a story for our Qiongyun Academy, and with seniors like Senior Brother Wang here, we really don't want to miss this opportunity. ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, he patted them on the shoulder with laughter: "If you want to listen, listen to it, how much you can learn is your ability." ”

"Long live Senior Brother Wang!" After receiving Wang Zheng's agreed-upon answer, several Wendao monks around him were immediately excited, and happily went to inform them one by one.

In fact, even if the young man didn't tell the truth later, for the little Jiujiu in their hearts, Wang Zheng's heart was like a mirror.

After all, Wang Zheng's cultivation was there, and he had already heard from the Wendao monks who were chatting while working that they also wanted to film by themselves.

Maybe he stood higher and saw farther, and Wang Zheng did not have the same sense of vigilance as he should have for the thoughts of these young people.

Even when it came to imparting performance experience, he allowed these monks to come and observe.

Because he knows that acting, from a certain point of view, requires talent.

Otherwise, there are so many graduates from such and such an academy every year, how can there be so many people who can really be called actors?

Others are certainly stars, but they cannot be called actors. Because their path to fame has nothing to do with acting.

is mainly a routine, such as a plastic surgery couple, who can be promoted to a first-line star just by their faces. Even later, I have already bluntly said that I just don't have acting skills.

Under such circumstances, although the monk with extraordinary strength was far beyond ordinary people in terms of learning ability and imitation ability, Wang Zheng was not worried.

And take 10,000 steps back and say, even if there are good seedlings among these people, so what? Filming is not something that can be done by one person, and in the end, it is still an excellent director!

And Wang Zheng, who has most of the classic works of his previous life in his head, is undoubtedly an excellent director.

Even many of the shooting techniques and editing methods are cultural precipitation that Tianyuan World has never had.

Under such a premise, even if there are good seedlings, they will not be able to meet Bole or Maxima with limited future.

I have to say that the reader is reliable, and it didn't take long for the entire crew to be notified by them, and the meaning was expressed very clearly.

Even, I don't know which Wendao monk had a brain convulsion, and he went back to the academy to tell the dean, saying that Wang Zheng wanted to teach him to act.

Wang Zheng didn't know the ending of the monk Wendao, he only knew that he was very depressed when he came with Xu Kang, who came with an old face......

The next day, after everyone had already understood the script, Wang Zheng directly gathered everyone and directly found an open place in the mountains to start short-term performance training.

In the open space, everyone used their own means with Wang Zheng as the center.

When the monk wrote a poem, a small tree with a crooked neck grew out as a seat.

The cultivator's spell was used, and the low stone pier condensed out.

The magician chanted a spell, and the crystalline ice froze out of thin air.

They used their own means, and soon surrounded Wang Zheng to do their own work, like birds waiting to be fed, waiting for Wang Zheng, a senior in the entertainment industry, to start lecturing.

And Wang Zheng is quite majestic standing on a rock, because standing here can make him more prominent, and it can also allow these students to better see their movements.

"Ahem. ”

Wang Zheng coughed and attracted everyone's attention.

Then, in everyone's eyes, Wang Zheng had a smile on his face and said:

"As you may know, the Chinese Ghost Story we shot this time is different from the work I shot before.

This can be seen from the time. The ones I filmed before, I called him a TV series. And this Chinese Ghost Story, I call him a movie.

So, have you ever had a bold guess about the difference between a movie and a TV series?"