This was also the reason why the third male lead could be so unscrupulous.
Bo Jiu held onto her shoulder bag with one hand and stuffed her other hand into her pocket. She looked at him silently.
Perhaps it was because he had been stared at for too long, or perhaps it was because the young man's eyes were so dark that there seemed to be no end to them. They were as deep as an ancient well, as if he was being stared at by something. For some reason, the third male lead felt that the young man's eyes were a little creepy.
It was this feeling that gradually turned into anger.
How dare a b * stard look at him with such a gaze?
Did he know the rules?
Did he know that every Chinese actor who came here had to respect them?
Since he didn't know, he would teach him a lesson.
The third male lead smiled at Bo Jiu, the disdain and mockery in his smile obvious.
The people around them were still laughing.
After less than half a minute, the international director walked over, his face filled with excitement.
"Come, come, come, come, take a look at the script. I'll get someone to explain the scene to you!"
Bo Jiu retracted her gaze, her chin nodding. "Who is he?"
"You want to get to know Alan?" The director laughed. "That's great, the two of you have scenes together. His scenes haven't started yet, why don't you get him to explain it to you?"
Bo Jiu seemed to be thinking about something. She smiled mischievously. "Sure."
"Alan, hey, Alan!" The director called out to the third male lead.
The person called Alan walked over. He was indeed polite to the director. Even if he was hostile towards someone, he would hide it.
The director patted his shoulder. "Explain the scene to Jiu, this is his first time acting."
"First time acting? Director, I'm really worried that even if I explain the scene to him, he wouldn't know how to act, "Alan said jokingly.
But it was obvious that he looked down on Bo Jiu.
The other two actors also turned to look at them.
One of them didn't approve of Alan's actions.
Since the director had chosen the actor, he must have his reasons.
Besides, they would only know how the other party would act.
Alan obviously didn't think so. The moment he saw that the other party was from China, it was a headache.
Even so, there was no need for the people around to stand up for an outsider.
After all, their impression of some Chinese actors was that they didn't have many productions, but they liked to show up on the red carpet.
It was undeniable that there were still some outstanding actors.
But to a certain extent, the person in front of him didn't have any acting skills.
Here, acting skills were the deciding factor.
The international director frowned and said, "That's because you don't know Jiu. He just needs to be himself in this movie."
"Since that's the case, then I'm indeed worried." Alan would not embarrass the director on such an occasion. He reached out and took out the script. "Let me tell him about the scene between us first."
The director smiled and patted his shoulder again.
Someone called again. The director had no choice but to tell Bo Jiu, "I'll go get busy. Listen to the content and we'll start the rehearsal."
"Alright." Bo Jiu didn't seem to be affected at all. Her lips were curved into a faint smile. In that instant, Qin Mo's shadow could be seen on her.
Have you been alone for too long?
Even his temperament would be a little similar to that person.
After the director left, Alan's expression changed.
Alan's expression changed. His face was full of mockery. "Oh no, I forgot that you Chinese actors are extremely bad at English. Don't tell me that you can't understand what I'm saying after talking for so long? That would be really awkward. "
The people around them saw that Bo Jiu didn't have much of a reaction.
They thought she really didn't understand.
Alan laughed again and placed the script at the side. "I really don't understand where the director found such a dumb pig like you. You're wasting our time."
"Alan." Another actor couldn't stand it anymore and reminded him.
Alan saw that the other actor was just a little smaller than him and didn't bother about him. "Mind your own business."
Right at this moment, the youngster spoke.
She was still in the same lazy posture with one hand in her pocket. Her voice was pleasant and slow. "You're the dumb pig."
Five words, calm and indifferent.
Those present understood Chinese, so of course, they understood the meaning of this sentence.
Alan frowned. "What?"
“I
said，you
are
The authentic British accent was filled with an indescribable magnetism. The young man's unique voice was like gurgling water, penetrating Allen's eardrums bit by bit. "I say, you're the stupid pig."
She spoke in both English and Chinese.
Alan's face was filled with anger. He really looked like a piece of pig liver.
After all, he hadn't expected this youngster to not only understand his words, but to even repeat them in two languages. This was a slap to his face.
"You!" Alan was furious. It was as though he was going to beat someone up.
His right hand had already grabbed the youngster's collar. The veins on his arm were popping. His aura was terrifying.
His manager held him back. "Calm down, Alan, calm down! This is the person the director brought. "
Alan gritted his teeth and swung his arm. His eyes were like a venomous snake as he spat out his serpent's tongue. "Just you wait, little brat!"
Bo Jiu smiled faintly. She reached out to tidy her collar. "Sure, I'll wait."
The more she acted like this, the angrier Alan became. The rage burned him to the point where he almost lost his rationality.
There was also a Chinese person working behind the scenes. He reached out and pulled Bo Jiu back. Then he turned to the manager. "I'll pull him down for a chat."
The manager heaved a sigh of relief and waved his hand.
Bo Jiu allowed a person who was almost thirty years old to pull her.
That person said, "I know you're angry after hearing what he said. But you have to be careful when you're here. Don't look at him. I heard that he has dealings with people on the American highway. If you provoke him in the filming set, he will still be worried about the director. He won't do anything to you but it's hard to say in the future. Besides, with your current state, even three people wouldn't give him a beating …"
"So we're going to allow him to scold Chinese pigs?" Bo Jiu interrupted.
The man turned back. There were already some wrinkles at the corner of his eyes. He sighed before saying, "None of us are heroes. It's good to be patriotic but it's not good to be too reckless outside. I want to retaliate like you. Let's talk about something else. When I first came here, I was tricked. But what could I do? My family's only money was used to send me overseas. Washing dishes here makes more money than in China. It wasn't easy for me to get a job and I can send money back home every month. If I retaliate, it would mean losing my job. A rich young master like you probably doesn't know how hard it is for a Chinese to find a job in America. Some kind-hearted people will tip you when they see you dressed poorly and treat you well. But most of the time, it's a problem with the system. It's all about survival, do you understand?"
Bo Jiu paused after hearing his words. "Why don't you go back?"
The man didn't reply. He just shook his head.
There wasn't a single person who didn't miss home.
But more importantly, they had to support their families.
Bo Jiu knew that it was already good enough that he had pulled her away. After all, there were two people who didn't even care about her. They were probably worried about getting into trouble. That was normal.
But she was the young master of a rich family.
She didn't lack money and didn't need to support a family. She just needed to support an Almighty.
Hence … Bo Jiu glanced up. Her gaze landed on Alan, who had kicked the thing away. Her gaze was icy cold.
It was time for some people to swallow their words.
The international director was really busy. Otherwise, he would have noticed the abnormality.
The other actors who knew about this were worried about the youngster but they didn't want to get involved.
Alan was still watching Bo Jiu from afar. His gaze was bloodthirsty.
Someone walked over, wanting to help Bo Jiu. "I didn't expect your English to be so good."
It was the local actor who had spoken up for Bo Jiu. "But I have the same reminder. Really, don't provoke Alan."
"Thank you." Bo Jiu had grown up here. She knew there were good and bad people in every country.
There was no doubt that bad people had to be beaten up.
Other than Bo Jiu, there was another Chinese actor.
The actor probably walked through a lot of doors to get the role in his hand. He was standing beside Alan and saying, "Don't make life difficult for people who don't have any qualities. You should know some people who don't know how high the heavens are."
Allen didn't like any Huaxia people now, so he didn't appreciate the actor's words. He glared at the actor and sat back in his resting position.
The male actor had no choice but to walk over to Bo Jiu. "You should apologize to Alan. Don't you know you're representing China?"
Bo Jiu unwrapped a lollipop and placed it in her mouth. When she heard his words, she glanced up and asked calmly, "You still know about face? How refreshing. "
"You! What kind of manners are you! "The actor clenched his fists.
Bo Jiu was devilish. "Why are you talking about manners with people who aren't human? Move aside, I don't have time to beat you up."
The actor laughed. "Do you know how popular I am in China? You …"
"Oh?" Bo Jiu arched a brow. "I'm not sure. It seems like your definition of fire is bragging."
The male actor's face darkened with anger. "You probably can't imagine how much my fans love me."
"As you can imagine, there will be fans like idols." Bo Jiu's voice was still lazy. "If not, why would there be someone like you? You sure know how to suck up but you're the one who doesn't talk about China and its reputation the most."
The actor still wanted to say something.
The director had already walked over from afar.
The male actor could only swallow his words. He pretended that nothing had happened and walked to the side.
"Jiu, how's your understanding of the script?" From his words, it wasn't hard to tell that this international director couldn't wait for Bo Jiu's audition.
Bo Jiu lifted the script in her hands. "I just started."
The international director was a little disappointed, but he knew that he had been too impatient.
His assistant reminded him in a low voice, "Sir, should we let this actor try on her makeup and costume?"
Right.
Could a character act well and have a sense of presence?
Other than skilled acting skills and her own looks, there was another important factor. It was what people in the industry called "fixing the makeup".
Everyone knew how many characters were ruined by the hands of the stylist.
This was a principle that had been taught in movies and television.
But there was one thing that a person couldn't handle. Some styles were also important.
Even though the director had a lot of say in the production team.
But from the looks of Bo Jiu's character, she was the male god in many people's hearts even though she wasn't the male lead.
But this character had an unimaginable amount of support online.
A mysterious hacker who came and went without a trace, good and evil at the same time.
People could only imagine how this character would look like based on descriptions.
Indeed, from the height and age, this youngster in front of them fit the description.
It was said that the screenwriter of this novel was based on the hacker Z who had been popular in the entire Fifth Avenue back then.
They had only heard of that person but had never seen him before.
But according to the description of the police, he was indeed around this height and looked very young. But no one knew the details.
The screenwriter added in his own imagination and described him as a beautiful youngster with Eastern blood.
The original sentence in the novel was described as follows: "The night breeze blew past. The youngster's messy short hair didn't make him dispirited. Instead, it added to his noble aura. He was like an Eastern vampire aristocrat. The pure black windbreaker with a hood covered his face, revealing only the curve of his chin. But that curve was enough to leave people with endless fantasies about his handsomeness …"
Hence, the youngster's appearance was passable. Even in this production team with a superstar, he was exceptionally good looking.
But the assistant felt that the youngster was a little too soft compared to the character he was going to be acting.
Would he be able to bring out the aura of the character after he wore the costume?
After the assistant's reminder, the director remembered. "Oh right, fixing the makeup! Jiu, go and put on your makeup and clothes first. You just have to take a look at the script during this time. We'll be going through the scenes later so that you can get used to the rhythm here. It's fine if you can't remember your lines. "
Bo Jiu smiled and asked, "Which scene?"
"Which scene?" The international director was still hesitant. At the start, he had wanted Jiu and An to act together so that he could get used to the scene faster. But now that An had finally found the feeling from the previous scene, he had to act for a while more. He caressed his chin, his fingers moving.
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