Entertainment: The Movies I Made Can Extract Skills

Chapter 22 Hearing Xu Zheng’s words, Shen Zhe just smiled, “As a director, don’t you have to guide you seriously and point out your shortcomings in filming?”

With that, Shen Zhe walked towards Xu Zheng and asked, “How is it? Does it hurt?”

Xu Zheng nodded, grinned and said, “It does hurt a bit, but it’s not a big deal to take a good photo.”

Shen Zhe praised, “A good actor, in order to pursue reality when filming, has to endure these pains. Some traffic stars don’t even mess up their hairstyle when filming. You say, can such a movie be good?”

Hearing Shen Zhe’s words, everyone shook their heads.

Yes.

Many traffic stars in the entertainment industry are like this.

Riding in such a strong wind, the hairstyle will not be messy.

Even if it is a back scene, there are actors looking for substitutes.

The actor came up to recite the numbers if he couldn’t memorize the lines.

In Shen Zhe’s TV series, the actors could not be present, so they just cut out the pictures and paste them.

This is not responsible for yourself!

Is not responsible for the movie!

Even more irresponsible to the audience!

After a few more shots, it was getting late.

Today’s drama is over.

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Back to the hotel.

Shen Zhe just took a shower and dried his body.

Suddenly a knock on the door sounded.

“Who?” Shen Zhe asked.

“it’s me.”

Outside the door is a familiar voice.

Shen Zhe opened the door.

I saw Nazha standing in the doorway wearing a white dress with suspenders.

The skirt is very short, only a dozen centimeters above the knee.

“Director Shen, do I need to explain my play?”

Nazha said, taking a step forward.

The faint smell of shower gel came over her.

Shen Zhe raised his eyebrows, “You are just playing Lu Yiyi’s wife. There are no shots and nothing to explain, right?”

The beautiful eyes turned lightly, “Guide Shen, if you say that, it would be too ruthless, it hurts last time.”

With that, Nazha took a step forward again.

Shen Zhe twitched the corner of his mouth.

Of course it hurts.

She was the first time last time.

Shen Zhe didn’t stop her either, and made a way.

Nazha walked directly in…

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Early the next morning.

The first ray of sunlight swayed through the glass windows on the white sheets of the hotel.

Shen Zhe opened his eyes and saw Nazha sleeping beside him.

The white dress turned up.

The quilt was sandwiched between her legs.

A white slender leg is exposed,

Shen Zhe glanced at the time.

It’s almost time to get up.

Was about to wake up Nazha who was still asleep.

“Yeah~” Suddenly there was a humming sound.

I saw that frown slightly.

The eyelids moved.

After a few seconds, Nazha finally opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he met Shen Zhe’s gaze.

Nazha, who had just woke up, hadn’t reacted yet.

The brain is blank.

After a long time, Xu Ye Nazha finally reacted.

The little white face turned red in an instant.

She pulled the quilt, covering half of her face.

Only leave a pair of big eyes.

She blinked and asked, “Director Shen, what are you doing looking at me?”

Shen Zhe smiled, “See when you wake up.”

Nazha blinked, and put the quilt over his head in a snap.

Stretched under the quilt.

As if finally awake.

Nazha opened the quilt and sat up.

Then he stared at Shen Zhe earnestly and asked, “Director Shen, will you be as strict as yesterday in my play?”

Shen Zhe looked at her with a wicked smile, “Did you mean last night? Or…”

Nazha was taken aback, and understood what Shen Zhe meant.

The ruddy face was made even more red by Shen Zhe’s words.

“I mean filming yesterday~”

“Of course it will be strict. I do this to every actor.” Shen Zhe shrugged.

I heard Shen Zhe’s words.

Nazha was a bit lost.

This is true for every actor, and it is true for her.

In other words, she is no different from other actors.

Shen Zhe noticed her expression and didn’t say much.

He patted her ass, “Well, hurry up and pack up and get ready to shoot.”

Nazha pouted and crawled off the bed reluctantly.

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nine in the morning.

Shen Zhe checked the camera position.

After confirming that the various departments are in place.

“Action!”

Shooting begins.

In a bar in Su Jingcheng.

Feasting.

Several graceful young women stood on the stage, twisting their bodies enchantingly.

Needless to say, everyone knows that this must be prepared by Shen Zhe in advance.

“Come on, take one.”

“Brother Jingyong!”

“Brother Jing Yong, Brother Xie Yong!”

“Love you.”

Cheng Yong’s five people sat together, toasting and drinking.

When several people are having fun.

The bar manager on the side came behind Sihui in an untimely manner.

Put your hands on her shoulders and said, “Huihui, stop drinking, it’s up to you to dance.”

The actor who played Liu Sihui was found by Shen Zhe during the audition.

This actor did not exist in the last world.

Shen Zhe picked a person who looked very similar to the actor who played Liu Sihui in the last world to replace it.

Of course, in terms of acting, Shen Zhe confirmed it during the audition.

After confirming that there was no problem, he handed the script to her.

A trace of disgust flashed across Liu Sihui’s face.

But she had no choice.

For her daughter’s illness, she could only succumb.

Cheng Yong, who was sitting next to Liu Sihui, turned his head and glanced at her.

“Brother Yong, you drink first, I’ll be back in a while.” Liu Sihui said.

“Why are you going?” Cheng Yong asked uncomfortably.

“He told me to dance.”

“What kind of dance, sit here.” Cheng Yong said irresistibly.

“What are you doing, Huihui? Dance and go!” The bar manager waited a little impatiently, grabbing Liu Sihui’s hand to take her to the stage.

Cheng Yong’s expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

It seemed to be suppressing anger, “Hey…hey!”

“Hey!!” Cheng Yong shouted.

Hearing this, the bar manager who was pulling Sihui turned around and stared at Cheng Yong closely.

“Let go of your hand!”

Cheng Yong said to him angrily.

“You are a guest today, don’t you know?”

“Come back and sit down!”

Liu Sihui glanced at Cheng Yong.

Standing there seemed very at a loss.

“Crack!”.