By the time they left, they had become friends who could exchange messages with each other. When they were far away, Sister Xue threw herself into her chair and started pounding her chest and stamping her feet.
Even she was envious of those new contracts. The conditions offered to him were comparable to those of a second-tier star. "Young Master Qin, Young Master Qin, I, Xue Wanyi, have done you right by not selling you."
By the time the representatives of each family reported to their superiors, most of them had received nothing in return.
In the Capital Film Circle, though, plans to promote some actors were temporarily put on hold. If they wanted to develop well, they would have to rely on their own abilities and luck.
Qin Guan's refusal to sign the contract had created a clean breeze in the circle, giving some talented actors hope.
Speaking of which, where is the main character of this incident? He was chatting with Huang Bo on the set of "Romance of Time and Space".
Qin Guan was going to die that day again.
This time, it was not a murder, but a suicide. As a passer-by, Huang Bo planned to watch the last scene between Qin Guan and the protagonist.
Qin Guan put on his black robe and golden armor and sat in the cave where the treasures were hidden. Huang Bo wanted to ask if Qin Guan was a relative of the prop manager.
Qin Guan's costume was more beautiful than that of the supporting actor.
Qin Guan was sitting in front of Chen Youliang's portrait with a flag in his hand, his face full of grief.
The director focused the camera on Qin Guan's face. The cameraman next to him rolled his eyes helplessly. Director, you can't treat people differently just because they became popular because of their good looks.
The director thought disdainfully that nobody would understand his painstaking efforts. The close-up of Qin Guan's face could increase the audience rating by 0.01 points. The biscuit advertisement had been shot with a big face. If one didn't know better, they would have thought that it was a cosmetics advertisement.
Qin Guan's face was in the camera's frame, wearing the beautiful helmet of the Ming Armor.
His face was filled with worry as he recited the dialogue with a broken heart, "My Lord, the young master has betrayed us. Although Fuming has the command flag, he is alone and powerless. He is powerless to reverse the situation." Finishing, Qin Guan closed his eyes in grief and indignation.
At this time, Honored Consort Shu, who was framed by Gao Fuming, ignored his grief and sternly accused Gao Fuming of framing her.
Qin Guan coldly and disappointedly stared at Consort Ji Shu, who was his young master but had actually become Zhu Di's princess.
"I originally wanted to harm Zhu Di. Only with his death would you give up on the idea of becoming Empress. It was you who couldn't control yourself and actually brought the dragon robe back to the residence. Young Master, you can't help him either! "
Then he closed his eyes, tears rolling down his cheeks uncontrollably.
Huang Bo, who was sitting in a corner, was shocked. How could Qin Guan be so good at acting? Did she cry just like that? Before he could make up his mind, Qin Guan began to act with the other actors in the hall.
"Gao Fuming, come back with me to receive your punishment." Zhang Chuchu, a special police officer, persuaded Gao Fuming.
Hearing this, Qin Guan felt it was ridiculous. He laughed crazily. Huang Bo, who was standing beside him, was secretly learning from him. Wow, he is so good at acting. Why does it make people feel so sad to see him in such a posture?
Everyone was brought into the role by Qin Guan. The loyal and devoted Gao Fuming had unexpectedly met such a stupid young master at the end of his life.
Smiling miserably, Qin Guan pointed at Xu Zheng, Zhang Chuchu and the other actors and questioned them sternly, "I, Gao Fuming, am loyal and patriotic. What crime have I committed? What crime have I committed? You are the guilty ones! You are the ones who stole the country! "
At this point, the makeup assistants felt sour in their noses and tears in their eyes. No sorrow could compare to the despair of not being able to serve the country.
Facing Chen Youliang's portrait, Qin Guan cried bitterly, "My Lord, Fuming is here. I can't die in peace!"
After that, he tossed the flag in his hand into the sky, drew out his sword, spun it in a beautiful circle, and slashed the sharp blade towards his own neck.
All the shots were close-up shots of Qin Guan's face.
After Qin Guan's death, he knelt before Chen Youliang's portrait with his eyes wide open and his body supported by his sword. His shining chainmail was the last glory of his tragic life. "Sob, sob, sob."
Sob sob sob sob sob sob. The cameraman rolled his eyes at the director again. Hurry up and ask him to stop! How could a dead man be illuminated for such a long time? Furthermore, he had died with his eyes wide open.
Finally, the director held back his excitement and shouted, "Stop!" Qin Guan got up from the ground. Why did the last scene take so long? He knelt on the chainmail so hard that there was a hole in his knees.
Before Sister Xue could greet Qin Guan, Huang Bo came up to him eagerly.
"Qin Guan, your performance just now was really good. You burst into tears just like that."
Qin Guan looked around and waved at Huang mysteriously. They put their heads together and Qin Guan shared his experience with him in a low voice, "Let me tell you a trick. You'll burst into tears in less than 10 seconds.
Close your mouth and breathe through your nostrils as hard as you can. It's like yawning, but don't open your mouth. Just breathe in. "
Huang Bo took a deep breath.
"Hold it and breathe it out slowly through your nostrils. It's like holding back a yawn. See if your nose gets sore immediately. Look, there are tears at the corners of her eyes. That's the standard for hot tears. "
"If you want your tears to flow, just do it a few more times." Huang Bo followed the instructions. This was really simple violence. It was much easier than getting emotionally involved, getting into character, or changing one's thoughts.
Sister Xue curled her lips in disdain. Only someone like Qin Guan, who didn't want to make mistakes, would use his IQ to improve his acting skills. He must have put a lot of thought into it.
After showing off his tricks to Huang Bo, Qin Guan went to take off his armor. The assistant director asked him curiously, "What are you doing, Qin Guan?"
"My scenes are over, so I'm going to go to another film crew to catch up." The girl in the red building was still waiting for him.
"You still have to play the role of a corpse for one more episode. Only then will it be officially over …"
Speechless, Qin Guan put on the helmet again. Who added the extra scene to the scene?
Why don't you add some scenes with a plot? Don't think that I don't know what you guys are thinking. You guys just want to shoot my face again, right?
It doesn't matter if I'm dead or alive, I'm not afraid. I've done one more episode. You have to pay me according to the rules!
Huang Bo took pleasure in Qin Guan's misfortune, but he held back his laughter when he remembered that he would have to take Qin Guan's car to the next crew.
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