Quick Transmigration: Passer-by Craftsman System [MTL]

Chapter 157

"This is the strength of college students..." Several of the newcomers came from the draft, and they couldn't close their mouths at this moment.

Obviously there is not a single line from beginning to end, and there are no complicated movements, but more facial expressions and eyes. However, the image of a handsome and gentle appearance but a desolate and cold heart has been deeply ingrained in the mind and cannot be shaken off.

Lu Yuan (majored in education): Not really.

Qingchuan's performance has broken away from the stage of "acting" and has really entered the depth of "playing like life". That is to say, it is so realistic that you can feel the tension of the acting through the screen, making you laugh, cry, and go crazy as if you were on the scene.

Those who act are lunatics, those who watch are fools.

A person is obviously fake, but can touch people with true feelings. A person who knows that it is an act will still be touched and cannot extricate himself from the plot.

Why every director likes good actors, because only good actors can portray the picture in your mind, even better. And bad actors can turn your great idea into shit.

"Director, director." The editor reminded the director who was still immersed in the impact.

The young director was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said, "Stuck!"

Qingchuan over there put down the knife in his hand and nodded towards the director and others while turning his wheelchair. His smile was gentle, and his eyes were as warm as the sun. He could no longer see the coldness and coldness he had a second ago.

But the staff nearby subconsciously avoided those eyes.

Mom, it's so scary, it's like being stared at by a wild animal.

At this time, Lu Yuan walked over and shouted, "Yue Ming, Yue Ming." It was like two good brothers, the kind of people with a thousand pure gold.

Eh? Aren't they two enemies?

The female lead didn't know why. Just now when Qingchuan was showing off her acting skills, she was hiding outside the door and brewing feelings. Then she ran all the way upstairs, so all she saw was a mocking look from her stepbrother. She didn't quite understand why everyone looked shocked.

Could it be that there was something remarkable about that mocking look just now?

The manager of the first girl came over. He patted the shoulder of the only artist in his hand and said, "Don't think too much, just do your job well." It's very good not to have to face the horror directly. A good attitude is the most important.

The director rewinded the scene he had just taken and replayed it. His eyes were fixed on it, and his face showed the fanaticism of an occupational disease.

All directors like good actors, but good actors like famous directors. Actors and directors achieve mutual success. Because he is not famous, he has been working as a handyman assistant before. This is the first film to be filmed independently, so he can only film in such a crew.

At first glance, it looks like a mindless sweet romance drama, without logic or thinking, just sweetness is enough.

Even investors only expect to get their capital back. They just have to do their job well and don't force anything more.

It's not like I haven't dreamed about it, turning the tide and saving the crew like a hero. ...Alas, he is no longer at the age of dreaming and has to face reality.

No one, including the director, investors, and original author, expected this to be a hit—the crew was so poor that the actors had to bring their own clothes, an unknown director, outdated idols and newcomers, and the supporting actors were not particularly famous. . What to expect?