In a villa, the doors and windows are closed, and a circular corridor leads to the basement, where only a dim fluorescent lamp can be vaguely seen hanging in the air below, and a man is soaked in blood, with a black hood on his head, and at this moment, he is hanging weakly on his chest. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info his hands were tied to the back of the folding chair, the weight of his upper body was exerted on the packing belt between his hands, and a deep blood mark was strangled on his wrist.

In the shadow of the light, most of the figure of a man was hidden in the dark, only half of his face below the tip of his nose was exposed to the light.

Putting a cigarette in his mouth, he lowered his head slightly, leaned over the lighter and lit the cigarette, took a puff, and his whole face was exposed, it turned out to be Fang Xinwu who was being interrogated.

Exhausted by the long interrogation, he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, he reached out and took off the hood of the man tied to the chair, a face that had been beaten and bruised and swollen was revealed, his bruised and puffy eyes narrowed into a slit, but still flashed with a fierce light, and the corners of his mouth were still clenched and refused to speak.

Interrogation is a technique for both the interrogator and the interrogated, how to pry open the interrogator's mouth and get the information he wants, it is necessary to use all kinds of means, torture, psychological offensive, medicine to confess the truth, as long as the other party is willing to say, it is a victory for the interrogator. And how not to be obtained by others to keep their own secrets, usually, the interrogator has only one way to resist.

Theoretically, there is no upper limit to how strong a person's will is, and the interrogated person also diverts attention from the pain sensation by shouting, crying, and swearing. For the interrogator, no matter how much he cries for his father and mother, and even confesses his wife's menstrual cycle, but the interrogator does not get a useful piece of information, for him, it is victory.

Obviously, this interrogator has undergone a certain amount of professional training, but for Fang Xinwu, this bit of Taoism is not enough.

Fang Xinwu's attack was very heavy, because, in his mind, for any drug dealer, as long as he didn't kill him, it was magnanimous.

The smoke was filled, Fang Xinwu's eyes narrowed with stimulation, and his blurred eyes seemed to see the picture of Xiao Jie raising a gun to commit suicide again. That bright red is still engraved in his bone marrow, and it can be seen when the skin is peeled and the flesh is peeled.

Reaching out and grabbing the drug dealer's hair and slapping back, Fang Xinwu put the cigarette butt directly above his eyes and asked in Thai: "Let me ask you one last time, who told you to steal the 900,000 methamphetamine?"

The drug dealer kept blinking his eyes, his eyelids burning from the burning tobacco, and he screamed in horror, but he still refused to speak.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Fang Xinwu's mouth, he was very satisfied with this hard bone, how much he wished that the drug dealers he caught were so hard-mouthed!

The punch hit the drug dealer in the abdomen, and the drug dealer blushed and bent down like a boiled shrimp, but he couldn't breathe. After a while, he coughed like a drowning man on the surface, spurting blood foam.

"Click!" Director Lin shouted behind the monitor, looked at the picture and frowned and shook his head and said, "No good, again!"

Cao Ping frowned slightly, this is the fourth time, but it's still NG, he feels that he has no problem acting? If it weren't for the fact that Director Lin usually has a good relationship with him, and he jokingly called him his eldest nephew, he would have wondered if the director was deliberately manipulating himself.

Cao Ping patted the shoulder of the Thai supporting actor who played the drug dealer in a friendly way, and folded his hands to express his gratitude to him. This Thai actor is very good, his acting skills are very solid, not to mention anything else, just this blood-spraying performance just now, the performance skills of body language are a few streets stronger than many domestic little fresh meat.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Cao Ping's emotions were too deep just now, and the strength was a little bit too big.

The prop master came over to help the supporting characters put on their headgear again, set up the board, and the camera started again.

This time he didn't light a cigarette, Fang Xinwu directly came up and punched and kicked the drug dealer, pulled off his hood, pulled his hair back, gritted his teeth and asked, "Let me ask you the last time, who told you to steal the 900,000 methamphetamine?"

The drug dealer's purple swollen eyes stared at him, struggling hard, and yelling at him.

The drug dealer was choked by the blood in his mouth and coughed, but Fang Xinwu directly pinched his throat and held it back, and the dull coughing sound rolled in his chest, which could only turn into a muffled snort. The drug dealer rolled his eyes, and his purple face announced that he would die at any time due to lack of oxygen, but Fang Xinwu seemed to be unaware of it, his eyes were full of suppressed anger and hatred.

"Click!" Director Lin frowned and stood up from behind the monitor, walked into the set, and said to Cao Ping: "You can't act like this, use too much force, eyes, pay attention to your eyes, don't have this feeling, the effect will highlight that you are more like a villain, be decent!, understand?"

Cao Ping took a deep breath, squeezed out a smile and said, "Okay, director, I understand, let me try again." ”

Director Lin walked towards the monitor, and turned back to explain: "Pay attention to your eyes!

Sitting back in front of the monitor and putting on headphones, Director Lin personally picked up the megaphone and shouted, "Come again!"

The director personally went down to talk about the play, which means that he is very dissatisfied with the performance of the actors. Cao Ping knew what the reason was, but he was still quite repulsed by the correct performance, which made him very uncomfortable to act.

"136 games, 27 shots, 6 shots, action!"

Cao Ping strode forward, this time he didn't make too many expressions, but directly made movements, grabbed the drug dealer's hair, hit him in the abdomen, and then pulled his hair hard, and hit his forehead with a knee......

"Click! You are a bad guy, you are a thief! You are going to kill him!" Director Lin was so angry that he even burst out of Cantonese, jumped up directly from the director's chair, and shouted angrily at Cao Ping.

Running out from behind the monitor, Lin Dao said angrily: "You can't act, just go!" Cao Ping was also very angry, and he said angrily: "Where is my problem?

Hitting the director on the set is almost the last mistake that an actor can make, this is not only disrespectful to the director, but almost not giving everyone face, as soon as the words came out, Cao Ping already knew that he had lost his words, and sure enough, even if the relationship was usually good, Director Lin was immediately angry when he heard it, and jumped high and shouted: "You ask me? Then why don't I play it!

Seeing that the two were quarreling, the assistant director, assistants, and field workers all came over to persuade them to fight and separated the two.

"Let's rest for a while!" Deputy Director Dai Lin gave the order to rest and pulled him back to the monitor.

Zhang Hanyu, who was waiting on the side, put his arm around Cao Ping and pulled him aside and sat down, handed over a cigarette, and said, "What's the matter?

The relationship between the two was originally good, they were both atmospheric people, and they were also temperamental to each other, Cao Ping wanted to call him brother, so naturally he didn't have anything to say.

Cao Ping took a puff of cigarette and said in annoyance: "It's nothing, it's just a few clicks, and I feel aggrieved." ”

"Isn't it a difficult scene, what are you worried about?" Zhang Hanyu asked, smoking a cigarette and leaning against the wall.

Cao Ping sighed and said, "I know what kind of performance the director wants, but I just don't want to act so superficially." ”

Zhang Hanyu smiled and said, "What's the matter?

Cao Ping shook his head and said, "Brother, you have also read the script, you know what kind of person Fang Xinwu is." He has been undercover in the drug dealer pile all year round, what kind of scene have he never seen? The most important thing is that the girlfriend he has been talking about for ten years, being killed by a drug dealer, or committing suicide in front of him, is not a thing that anyone can let go. When he is undercover, he can suppress the hatred in his heart and talk and laugh with the drug dealers, because this is a mission. However, in private, especially when he is really interrogating drug dealers alone, he can't stay calm forever, he has definitely imagined that the drug dealer in front of him is one of the accomplices who killed his girlfriend, just beat him to death, no one knows, this is absolutely not too much for a normal person, right?"

Zhang Hanyu took a puff of cigarette and asked, "Do you think it's right?"

Cao Ping was a little depressed, and said: "Of course I know that it can't be played like this, the censorship system is there, but I just don't want to, it's obviously a fresh character, and it's a real person born from a real case, if I have to play a face-painted character, I'm just unhappy!"

Zhang Hanyu smiled, kicked him with his foot, and said: "Do you think Director Lin is stupid? He doesn't know how well you acted like that just now? The problem is that your scene is cut out, and you can't pass the review? Don't compete with the director, this is a big taboo, don't you know? Eat people's food, be controlled by others, don't want to be restrained, and you can resist the machine to shoot for yourself, which is the most comfortable." ”

Cao Ping snorted and said, "Hey, brother, don't say it, I'll really make a movie by myself when I go back, and I won't be angry with this nest." ”

Zhang Hanyu flicked the cigarette ash and said with a smile: "Do you think the director is easy to be? The director is the most angry one, not only by the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, but also by the actor.

Cao Ping had nothing to say, bowed his head and smoked.

Zhang Hanyu looked back and said to him: "Come on, don't hold your breath with this, the main theme movie is already restricted, and it is not easy for Director Lin, all for the sake of making a business, listening to my brother's persuasion, I used to accompany people, people are so old, and if you give it to you again, you can't make it." ”

The fault was in Cao Ping, he pressed out the cigarette and said: "I'll shoot a scene by myself Ming'er!"

"Okay! brother will make a cameo for you!" Zhang Hanyu said with a smile, hugging him and walking back.

"Don't underestimate the role of Wei Guangzheng, the protagonist of Brother is enough for Wei Guangzheng, right? There is also the previous part, Yang Zirong, isn't it more Wei Guangzheng? The bad guy is easy to play, the good guy is not good to play, the main thing is to grasp the degree, one more point is pretending, and a little less strength is not enough, if you want to play a good role of Wei Guangzheng, it is much more difficult to play than an ordinary villain. Walking on the road, Zhang Hanyu taught him experience, his last one was the main theme movie "Outwitting Tiger Mountain", he has more experience in this area, and he has his own methods.

Zhang Hanyu pinched the cigarette butt and continued: "I drank with Chen Daoming earlier, he is the person who can play the role of Wei Guangzheng the most, right? I've heard him say a word called blank space, which is a word in Chinese painting, and it is also useful in acting. Sometimes, a large number of emotional lines can't compare to someone's um, and sometimes, no lines are stronger than having lines. Have you seen "Infernal Affairs"? There are many examples of this in it. The grasping, guiding, exaggerating, and catharsis of the audience's emotions are the effects of the entire film picture, music, light and shadow layering, but it is the actors who play a leading role ......"

Cao Ping lowered his head and pondered, feeling as if he had touched something, but he couldn't grasp it. While talking, the two walked back to the set, Zhang Hanyu pushed him and motioned him over with his eyes.

Director Lin was sitting in the director's chair sulking, and when he saw him coming, he turned around angrily and ignored him.

"This stubborn old man!" Cao Ping muttered to himself, but when he saw Director Lin's back to his clumped body, gray hair, and age spots on his neck, he still bent down and said with a smile: "Uncle, I was wrong, don't be angry!"

"What's wrong with you, it's my mistake, I shouldn't have asked your great god to come back!" said Lin Dao angrily.

Cao Ping smiled and went up to rub his shoulder, and said, "Uncle, are you still competing with me?

Hearing the ravioli, the old man muttered in his throat and swallowed his saliva. Since Cao Ping had eaten enough Thai fried food and sticky rice last time, he borrowed the hotel kitchen to make a wonton in the morning, and he was lucky enough to taste it, and he never forgot that bowl of wontons.

Seeing this, the assistant director also persuaded on the side: "Ah Ping people are very good, it's all because the weather in Thailand is too hot, everyone is very dry, and the mood is naturally not good!

Someone played a round, Director Lin put down the teapot and pretended to say to Cao Ping: "I'll let you go this time, if there is a next time, I will change the actor!"

"Got it, got it!, just look at it!" Cao Ping said with a wave of his hand and walked towards the set.

Director Lin said uneasily: "I'll tell you about the drama again!"

Cao Ping said as he walked: "I know how to act!"

The assistant director beckoned the staff to take their places, and the supporting characters sat back on the folding chairs, sprayed some ketchup as blood again, and soon, the scene was set up.

Standing in front of the camera again, Cao Ping sighed secretly, he still could act according to the director's requirements, why did he bother with that effort? Who can understand it? However, there was still a trace of unwillingness in his heart.

"136 games, 27 shots, 7 times, action!"

As soon as Cao Ping raised his eyes, he had already changed into a common expression in film and television dramas, with a pompous and righteous face, stepped forward and hammered the drug dealer a few times, grabbed his hair and asked, "This is the last time I ask you, who told you to steal the 900,000 methamphetamine?"

The drug dealer struggled twice, his face covered in blood and roaring.

Cao Ping let go of his hand and stared at him, slowly took two steps back, and kicked him to the ground.

The drug dealer threw himself forward and knelt on the ground, balancing only with his knees and the support of the top of his head.

Cao Ping pulled out a knife, crouched down and tore open his pants.

The drug dealer asked in horror, "What are you doing? What the hell are you doing?"

Cao Ping rubbed his nose, looked up at him, and just thought of the next line: "Prepare to die!" However, the thought that had been haunting his mind surfaced, blank!

Cao Ping did not follow the script, but sneered, and lightly said a Thai sentence that he learned from a Thai tour guide two days ago: "I'm sleepy......" After speaking, a knife slashed the drug dealer's artery.

"Ahh

Cao Ping packed his things, raised his hand and picked up his backpack, and walked out briskly.

The so-called outside is the angle of the left lens, which is just enough to capture a close-up of him, and a smile on the corner of his mouth makes him look in a good mood.

Seeing that he was really leaving, the drug dealer couldn't hold back and cried, "Yan Duopa! It was Yan Duopa who bought me! They put that batch of methamphetamine on those two ships!"

Cao Ping closed his eyes, with a trace of chagrin and resentment on his face, as if he was annoyed why he didn't go faster, so that he couldn't hear the drug dealer's confession, and as if he was complaining about why the drug dealer no longer had the backbone to recruit until he left.

The backpack slipped to the ground, Cao Ping sighed lightly, turned around, and asked sternly, "Is it Yan Duopa of the Nuoka Group?"

The drug dealer was already frightened, and the massive blood loss also made his voice lower and lower, and he said tremblingly: "I really only know so much...... Save me...... Help me......"

Seeing him confess, Cao Ping quickly took the medicine from the table next to him and ran to the drug dealer to help him stop the bleeding.

"Click!" Director Lin shouted, this was the first time in six times that Cao Ping had finished playing the role, he got up and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

Lin Chaoxian looked at the picture in the monitor and frowned. Cao Ping's performance this time can't be said to have no place to step on the line, but it is just a side ball, if you want to say that you can pass it, you can pass it, but if the review is strict, maybe it will be cut. But it's a good show!

This kid has also started to change the play, and the team is not easy to lead! Director Lin sighed, but still raised the horn and shouted: "Pass!"