"Huh? The groom's family really values ​​the bride. Even the groom's grandfather came out to pick her up!"

"But why doesn't the groom come out?"

"What? This gray-haired old man is the groom?"

Ge Lan was obviously talking to herself, and she listened from time to time, but it made people feel that she seemed to be communicating with the gossips around her who were also watching the fun.

Worthy of being a movie queen!
Several directors glanced at another performer in the waiting area, but the latter was watching Ge Lan's performance intently, as if he was deeply attracted by it.

Ge Lan smiled and said, "The groom is so old, could the bride also be an old woman with white hair?!"

She rolled her eyes, and in the next shot, she appeared quietly next to the white-haired groom. The latter was holding one end of the red silk, trying to lead the bride out of the sedan door.

The next second, Ge Lan took advantage of her unpreparedness, stretched out her hand, and lifted the bride's hijab with her backhand. The bride's young and astonished face was immediately revealed to everyone.

Ge Lan blinked, unable to hide his disappointment: "It turns out she's not an old woman!"

When everyone was in an uproar, Ge Lan turned around and ran away.

Entered directly into the third scene.

As soon as the Third Holy Mother stepped into the house, a shadow rushed over and shouted at the same time: "Mom! Save me!"

The Third Holy Mother held Ge Lan's shoulders, looked at Liu Yanchang, and scolded: "Why are you so crazy? You scream and kill every day!"

Liu Yanchang's hands shook with anger, and he pointed at Ge Lan, who had shrunk behind the Third Holy Mother, and cursed: "This treacherous son! He just asked someone to do his homework for him, but he went to disrupt someone else's wedding, and actually -"

"Lifting the bride's hijab!"

Before he finished speaking, Ge Lan stuck his head out and kindly reminded: "Dad, I am not a rebellious son, but a rebellious daughter!"

As she spoke, she pressed her nose with her index finger and made a cute face.

This naughty and cute look——

Liu Yanchang stared at her for a long time, then finally sighed and slowly put down the shoes he was holding high in his hand.

"Card!"

Guo Yunchen's voice stopped and awakened everyone who was immersed in the plot.

The directors also began to communicate in low voices:

"Brothers, we have agreed first. Whoever wins in the end, Ge Yinghou or Miss Song, I will guide this lotus lantern!"

"Hey, you can't give in to this!"

"Don't treat others as fools. No matter who directs this script, the box office can't lower it!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting heated, Guo Yunchen made the directors stop talking.

As soon as Song Huanxi appeared on the stage, he was obviously different from Ge Lan.

She was also wearing a moon-white gown, but the hem of the gown was tucked up at her waist. She also wore a scholar's hat crookedly on her head. Even her walking posture was a bit domineering like a crab——

Just like a wanderer!
Ge Lan was stunned for a moment, and then she burst into laughter. It seemed that she was frightened by Lin Yu's experience, and even became a frightened bird. Even such a newbie frightened her.

She gracefully took the hot tea from the assistant, lowered her head and blew it twice, and tasted it carefully. She even completely missed Song Huanxi's wonderful performance - Ge Lan tiptoed behind Erlang and took a picture of him. The shoulder shocked him.

Song Huanxi sat down directly on the table. Even the inkstone on the table was shaken three times, not to mention Erlang.

He was so frightened that his upper body leaned back, and You Zi patted his chest in shock.

Song Huanxi didn't notice, and directly grabbed the half-written words of Erlang. After taking a look, he couldn't help but feel happy. He slapped Erlang on the shoulder and praised: "The word "Erlang" looks more and more like me. It’s wonderful! It’s wonderful!”

The young man felt pain, rubbed his shoulders and whispered: "I am an only son, where did Erlang come from!"

Song Huanxi's eyes widened, she patted her chest, hooked her arm on the young man's shoulder, and said matter-of-factly: "I am the eldest man, so of course you are the second man!"

After saying that, she put the paper directly back into the boy's arms: "Continue writing and finish it for me!"

The young man looked embarrassed: "There will be wine in my house today, I have to go back early to help."

Song Huanxi beamed with joy instantly, and even raised his voice an octave: "Place the wine?"

She rubbed her hands together, obviously excited: "Okay, I'll help you join in the fun!"

After saying that, she turned around and rushed out with a long stride. The young man behind her was rubbing his shoulders and was about to cry: "I, I am helping, not joining in the fun——"

The directors' eyes changed. They had known that there was a kind of actor whose acting skills were so superb that they moistened everything silently like spring rain. Quietly, the supporting actors unknowingly cooperated with him and changed their own performance methods.

Unexpectedly, I bumped into one alive today!
Erlang is obviously the same actor, but his performance when he plays with Miss Song is completely different from when he plays with Ge Yinghou!
The action of rubbing his shoulders all the time, and the expression of being angry but not uttering words, clearly demonstrated why Da Lang was Da Lang and why Erlang became Erlang!
Absolutely!

Ge Lan finally realized something was wrong, Jing Jing, too quiet!
It was so quiet that the sound of her drinking tea became so harsh——

According to her experience, in informal shooting, there is only one situation that fits the current situation: the actors who auditioned gave a dominant performance!
Ge Lan raised her head and immediately caught up with Street Liuzi's figure: she was jumping up and down like a giant monkey, and she moved her position from time to time——

Ge Lan: "..."

Is there a problem with girls' height?
She ignored it.

Song Huanxi's eyes lit up, and at the same time, her head slowly turned from the extreme left, to the middle, and then to the extreme right——

Ge Lan's heart sank again, and this was another point she overlooked: the wedding procession moved from far to near and then gradually farther away, and should not appear in the field of vision all at once.

Song Huanxi also started a soliloquy performance, but her expression was more exaggerated, with her eyes widening and her mouth widening from time to time, making people unconsciously attracted to her.

Her eyes lit up and she excitedly guessed: "The groom is so old, could the bride also be an old woman with white hair?!"

Next, the classic scene reappeared. Song Huanxi arrived at the groom's side at some point and pulled off the bride's hijab. After just one glance, she was disappointed, "It turns out she's not an old woman!"

She held the hijab in her hand, looked around for a moment, and then carefully covered the groom with the hijab!

Not to mention that the groom was so angry that he was shaking all over, even the directors felt itchy and wanted to go up and praise the young man!
At some point, Ge Lan's hand holding the tea cup froze in mid-air, forgetting to drink and put it down.

What's the name of this actress?
……

At the transition of the third act, the Third Holy Mother still just entered the door and caught her daughter flying towards her.

Song Huanxi's clothes were even more messy, and she didn't know where the scholar's towel fell.

As soon as he saw the Third Holy Mother, he hugged her so tightly that the temporary actress couldn't breathe, and she couldn't help but look at the male co-star with a sharp look.


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