Chapter 1467: The Eyes of the Drama (7)

This is what the heroine said to the male protagonist in the original book. Bo Yan adapted it and put forward this sentence first.

The camera moved forward, and you could see Xia Siyu leaning against the sofa, the fingers of the raised arm, which seemed to unintentionally stumbled towards a bunch of flowers beside them. The white fingers gently rubbed the flowers, and soon a petal fell gently. The light in her eyes seemed to jump gently with the falling petals: "So we first met and stretched our faces, frowned, and didn't say anything. In the end, no matter how he thought of a way to make me a headache, I would also think of a way to make him a headache. He wanted to take a step, but I wouldn't let him go; if I wanted to move, he wouldn't let me move. The two of them seemed to be tied together and threw them into the water, sinking, sinking, sinking..."

Xia Siyu said a long line in one breath. She had just filmed thirty little lines and was very familiar with them. There were a few lines before, and she was very moved by them. Even the director of the drama was nodding secretly.

But, never once, I said that it was more desperate than this time now.

She actually didn't move, except for crushing the petal. Her expression was also very light, neither crying nor laughing, nor any major fluctuations. The camera directly faced her face, and the other ones she caught were her eyes that fell from the petal. Her tone was also very calm, she didn't listen carefully, and she even felt like she was talking about books, swaying slowly.

But, looking at Mingmie in her eyes, looking at her slightly wandering pupils, and a hint of suppressed desire she looked out the window, you could feel that she was recalling, she was pondering, she wanted to escape, but she couldn't escape, she could only be trapped in the mud, constantly sinking.

After filming this scene, the staff who were far away shook their heads. The movements were too small and their voices were weak. Maybe this one would NG again. But Bo Yan shouted "Crack" until her eyes were away from the flower, and then nodded happily: "It's done well!"

He watched the performance after the monitor again and nodded happily: "It's so good!"

That's it, that's the feeling! Even if Chen Bailu still has vitality, she has to press into her body and hide in her tone, her breath is like a fucking spring, instead of being full of energy, and she feels that she can jump down and fight the Japanese in military uniform at any time.

When a circle of people next to him heard that she had finally passed the test, he breathed a sigh of relief. Wei Jingjing quickly brought water and towels: "You're hungry, the meal has been delivered."

"Oh, help me." Xia Siyu played this one. She didn't use much strength, but she felt so tired. She seemed to be trapped in a swamp, and she had enough strength. The more she wanted to jump out, the faster she fell.

But Xia Siyu didn't go to have a meal, but sat on the sofa and tidied up a little, took a sip of water, and waited until Bo Yan had packed up before getting up to eat. The actor and director's cafeteria were all together. Although she and Bo Yan were semi-public, there was no need to show their unnecessary closeness.

Song Fengzhi, when he left the venue, saw Li Yiru standing on the venue. He kindly said: "Teacher Li, it's time to eat."

Several starring actors can eat together or not, and everyone has a need to lose weight, which is different from the staff’s meals.

But Li Yiru seemed a little stupid, and after a long time nodded and turned around.

Xia Siyu is so terrible.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!