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Chapter 127

Words:1869Update:21/10/22 02:09:44

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This was an anti-theft stamp.

It wasn't just because Ji Chen's acting skills were outstanding,

It was also because this was indeed a good movie.

In the eyes of other actors, "Intelligence", which had many characters and a complicated plot, was a difficult bone to chew. However, Zhou Yuhe's understanding of "Intelligence",

Had already penetrated deep into his bones,

As long as he shouted "Cut",

He would immediately be able to play any of the roles perfectly,

Including Ichiro Watanabe.

So, why was he nervous?

He couldn't tell why he was nervous.

Perhaps it was because of Ji Chen.

He almost didn't dare to imagine that more than ten years later,

He would actually have the chance to act with this person.

Actually, from the "Clumsy Acting" that Ji Chen had said before he died,

He knew that he had always looked down on his acting skills.

He couldn't say that,

There was, when they first met,

It was indeed Zhou Yuhe's acting skills that attracted the attention of this playboy,

Otherwise, he wouldn't have pursued him so passionately, even though he was surrounded by beauties.

But what happened after that?

It was unclear if it was because Ji Chen's career was getting bigger and bigger,

Causing Zhou Yuhe to take on more and more commercial films,

Or if it was because Zhou Yuhe took on more and more commercial films, causing Ji Chen's career to get bigger and bigger,

In short, as time went by, he became the "Clumsy Acting" that he mentioned.

Zhou Yuhe was not convinced,

But there was nothing he could do.

Because just because he liked it didn't mean that he could compare to it.

Even during the Best Newcomer Award period, his acting skills couldn't compare to Ji Chen.

That year, he won the Newcomer Award,

But Ji Chen won the Best Actor Award,

He was fully qualified,

He also had the ability to criticize or judge his acting skills.

And even if 15 years later, his acting skills had reached perfection, Ji Chen would have become the true Emperor of Entertainment, a business tycoon, and the word acting skills would have no place in his heart at all.

And now..

His fingertips trembled slightly, and his heart was restless.

It wasn't so much nervousness, but excitement.

*****

Everything was in place.

Everyone had the mentality of making amends after the event. Instead, the nervous atmosphere from before was gone. After all, it was an audition, and it was an audition with a stunt double. It really didn't make people excited.

In addition, there was a precedent. Yan Yingyi, who had so many fans, had been suppressed by Ji Chen to such a state. Now, what else could this small actor, whose name they had never even heard of, do? It was already very good that he could smoothly recite his lines and keep his back and figure from collapsing.

However, the moment the director shouted "Action."

There seemed to be something different on the set.

Atmosphere? Feeling? They couldn't tell what it was, nor did they know where it came from. It was just that at this moment, everyone stopped talking and started to look around. In the end, they realized that this atmosphere came from the director's circle.

To be precise, it came from the cameras and monitors that were surrounded by the directors.

That youngster, was different.

The youngster, who originally looked a little absent-minded and obviously nervous, instantly found the feeling of filming. It was as if his five senses had fused with his consciousness the moment filming started.

His relaxed sitting posture became straight, and his gentle and quiet eyes became deep and cold. It was like a black pearl immersed in the Nine Heavens Freezing Lake, emitting a deep and mysterious aura.

Meticulous black hair, dark gold buttons buttoned all the way to the top without a single crease, leather military gloves, and a pocket watch with complicated and exquisite workmanship … Coupled with that upright, abstinent, and sickly pale face, he was perfect and cold like a statue.

Yang Yu stood behind the camera with his arms crossed and his lips tightly pressed into a line. He stared fixedly at the youngster sitting upright on the torture chair on the set. He was wearing the Japanese military uniform that originally belonged to Yan Yingyi. Even the script was memorized at the last minute. Perhaps … it should be said that he was a youngster?

That mature and powerful aura of a soldier was really not something a nineteen-year-old child could emit.

For the first time, he felt unprecedented pressure.

Obviously, Watanabe Ichiro was not looking in this direction. Even though he knew that they were acting, under such a deep gaze, the oppressive and deathly stillness still penetrated through the small space around him. It was the set of the set, and it spread towards the people outside the set.

Everyone was so nervous that they were like stranded fish.

It was hard to breathe.

This deathly stillness was broken by Gu Wuxi, who pushed open the door and entered the room in an undisciplined manner.

Although Gu Wuxi was a criminal being tortured, before he was convicted, he was still an important member of the puppet government. The two soldiers escorting him did not dare to make things difficult for him. It could be said that he swaggered into the torture room.

However, the moment he saw Watanabe Ichiro —

The smile on Ji Chen's face obviously froze.

This kind of state, this kind of performance, not to mention a stunt double, even an experienced actor who had acted in many movies might not be able to achieve such a level of performance.

He did not even say his lines. He just sat there, sat in a corner of the set, and he was able to control the entire scene?

This should be just a coincidence …

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Ji Chen calmly walked in with a smile on his face. He sat down and used the social skills that he was good at. He began to change the atmosphere of the conversation and tried to take the initiative.

There was no displeasure or impatience on Watanabe Ichiro's face. It was just that after Gu Wuxi's teasing, he suddenly opened his pocket watch. His long and narrow eyes looked down slightly. There was no expression on his face, but it made people feel nervous for no reason.

"10: 43, you are three minutes late."

The cold and mechanical voice sounded like an old clock, causing time to stop instantly.

Watanabe Ichiro raised his head. His handsome face was magnified on the monitor, revealing a faint, sarcastic, bloody and cruel smile.

This smile formed a sharp contrast with the arrogant smile on Gu Wuxi's face. One was sly and cunning, while the other was emotionless. The tension of the confrontation instantly overflowed from the entire scene.

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

This Zhou Yuhe!

Yang Yu was not the only one who was stunned by this smile. He could almost hear everyone around the monitor gasping.

What kind of malicious and cold smile was this? How did he manage to do that?

As everyone knew, for such an emotionless character, if the actor did not control his expression well, it was very likely that he would be portrayed as having facial paralysis. If he was indifferent, he would be expressionless. If he was in pain, he would only frown slightly. Even his smile would easily have a cool feeling.

But for Zhou Yuhe, you definitely could not associate his performance with "facial paralysis".

There was a vulgar saying that was often used: The eyes are the window to the soul.

This saying was very suitable to be applied to actors.

For a character, especially when the character was introverted and not extroverted, the eyes became the best tool for an actor to convey his emotions.

Many actors, when playing a cold character, often had their eyes blank due to the restriction of their expression. Thus, they became the common "face paralysis" in the eyes of the public.

But Zhou Yuhe was not like that.

His eyes were like a sharp blade that was ready to be unsheathed at any time. Regardless of whether there were lines or expressions, his eyes were full of emotions, as if he was staring at his prey, playful and cold.

And his so-called "expressionless" was not really expressionless. It was just that the range of his expression was not large. It did not look that extroverted, but it did not make the character go into a "standby" state.

What about when he had "expressions"?

Every one of his facial muscles was stretched just right. He would not be too "restrained" and become "facial paralysis", but he would not be too "extroverted", which would be too exaggerated and not in line with the character's character.

He only needed to raise his eyebrows, curl his lips, glance, snort, grin, and other facial expressions to accurately and vividly portray a cold-blooded Japanese military officer who had a bloodthirsty nature flowing in his bones —

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he stunned the entire audience!

This kind of atmosphere unconsciously attracted more staff outside the circle to squeeze to the side of the monitor.

There were also many people who were as smart as Yang Yu who found a good spot around the set with a good view.

After that smile that absolutely could not be ignored, everyone forgot that this was just an audition and began to focus on the upcoming performance that everyone was looking forward to.

Yes, the performance —

"You'll have to ask your subordinates, Mr. Watanabe. I don't even know how they managed to get this far with such a short journey to Fuchun Road." Gu Wuxi glanced at the soldier beside him, and the latter immediately lowered his head.