The Chinese director's eyes shone a little, and he wanted to let the cameraman start shooting now.

This is simply the male protagonist in her mind!

How can someone look so perfect?

Even wearing a mask, I can't resist the superstar feeling emitted from my body.

Originally, when the Chinese director first saw the boy, he thought that this person was too energetic and clean, and perhaps he could not have such a mysterious effect.

Unexpectedly, compared to the clothes just now, the black windbreaker and mask are more suitable for this person!

When Bo Jiu came out, he was watched by these two girls. She usually has a strong ability to withstand it, but she was watched for a long time today. She paused and said, "I'll ask, what type of advertisement do we want to shoot?"

"Ah?" The girl in the venue came to her senses and was about to speak.

Qin Mo, who walked out from behind, once again lost his voice on the scene.

Some people, no matter what they wear, will show their unique temperament.

It has a noble, indifferent and white complexion.

These are everyone’s first impression of Qin Mo.

At this time, Qin Mo was wearing a white shirt, holding a can of beer that could not be called, with a half-open collar.

To make the hair wet in order to make the styling.

The black hair scattered on his forehead, and the water droplets slid down his straight nose, looking casual and sexy.

"So handsome!"

Someone gasped.

Bo Jiu turned around and looked at the man.

What they face is those extremely deep eyes.

The moment Qin Mo saw her, his eyes were very dark.

The two of them looked at each other from half of the studio, light and dark.

Bo Jiu also had a mask on his face.

At that moment, her heartbeat was half a beat slowing down.

It was because Bo Jiu suddenly remembered.

On the Fifth Avenue, the great god had seen her.

Although it was just passing by.

However, at that time, she was wearing a black windbreaker with a hat and a black mask on her face. Except for her hair color, she looked very similar to her current appearance.

Bo Jiu was not sure if the great god would remember the passing by when he saw this.

She was a little guilty and turned her head away, silently thinking in her heart that she should not remember, don't remember.

Just as I was thinking about it, a person appeared in front of me, and the figure enveloped her in place. It can be said that she touched the man's arms one end.

When the tip of my nose touched the white shirt, I sighed, and it looked like this, not like I was completely unrecognizable.

"I can't even walk?" A nice voice sounded from the top of my head.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and touched the bridge of his nose.

Qin Mo looked at the boy's face, especially when he glanced at her face with a mask, his voice was very light and he was a little careless: "When I went to the United States to play, I bumped into someone, and I looked a bit like you."

Bo Jiu paused his left hand in his pocket, and when he smiled, his eyes were very sincere: "I am so handsome, can anyone be like me? Then I really feel like I want to meet you."

“Z.”

When he heard the code name, Bo Jiu turned his head and said through the mask: "What?"

"The person I bumped into in the United States is Z." Qin Mo's side face still couldn't see any emotion.

Bo Jiu paused for a moment, widened his eyes, with the mask on his face, making his face look very innocent: "Brother Mo means that I look like Z?"

Qin Mo raised his thin lips a little, stopped, leaned forward suddenly, and said in her ear: "It would be a pity that you don't go to act."

Bo Jiu's heart sank a little, but his eyes were half-snatched, with evil spirits: "It's really a waste of my appearance if I don't act."

In public places like this.

There will definitely be many people looking here.

Bo Jiu had already heard the uproar around him, and probably would not have any impact on the great god.

But she had to remind the master of Feng Yi who came in later: "Brother Mo, this is a studio." That means a little more restrained, otherwise, Feng Da's agent would have to go out to drink and explain, which would be very pitiful.

Hearing this, Qin Mo just pinched Bo Jiu's chin with his fingers and did not kiss him, but that posture was no different from kissing: "It seems that we will have to chat again tonight."

Because of Qin Mo's domineering action.

The Chinese director has been inspired again, and his eyes are as bright as a big car light.

Seeing that Bo Jiu could only push Qin Mo away first: "Brother Mo, there is someone next to him."

The agent Feng Da who came in was almost moved and cried. Little Hei Pao, it’s not in vain that I love you. When Qin Shao showed his love, you will help me pull him!

"Come on." Feng Yi decisively pulled Bo Jiu's arm and moved to the side.

When doing this, he still made a fuss.

The main reason is that the ice is emitted from Qin Mo's eyes, which has a strong sense of existence.

I really don’t know how Xiao Hei Yai can withstand such a strong aura.

After all, it's still thick-skinned for the little spades.

The one who is in the most beautiful mood belongs to the Chinese director.

"I suddenly had a good idea, hurry up, put all the scenes next to me."

Yi Sihuo, who was ignored, now his face can match the dark clouds in the sky.

Anyway, he is also a popular movie star.

What's going on with this director?

Do you really think that a person who plays games will be more popular than him?

Yi Sihuo admitted that it would be different if Mr. Qin joined.

So even if it's a shooting.

It should also be filming him and Mr. Qin.

The waste from the Fu family only lowers the taste, right?

Besides, even if that waste can play the piano, he is still a person who is not on the table.

Shooting an advertisement is not that simple.

What we pay attention to is not stiff, know how to look at the camera, and have a little acting skills. Will these things be useless?

"It's more urgent to start a movie, so hurry up and hurry up." When the Chinese director said this, he glanced at Yi Sihuo who was still sitting there.

Yi Sihuo still has an IQ, and it will be better for anyone if he continues to drag on it.

He stood up and said a few words to the agent.

The agent nodded and walked towards Feng Yi. There was also the Chinese director there. At this time, the agent's attitude was different. He smiled and said, "If I knew that Mr. Qin would also appear in the advertisement, we Sihuo would have agreed long ago. Now it seems that it is completely fate. Director Li, when will we start filming?"

Although the Chinese director just came back from abroad, he was in the same circle. He knew what the other person was when he saw the agent.

I picked up a scene text she wrote temporarily, and my tone was very light: "Change clothes first and read the script."

Yi Sihuo was also watching from the side. With this attitude, doesn’t this little director understand that the circle is very small?

Of course, the agent knew that Yi Sihuo was unhappy. When he walked back, he said a few words in Yi Sihuo's ear, and the general idea was that with Mr. Qin and others, he should be more restrained.

"Of course I know this, don't worry." Yi Sihuo licked his lower lip, his eyes a little heavy: "I will clean up this young director in the future. As for those who don't play a good game and insist on shooting advertisements, I will let him know what the gap is.

The agent was still a little worried: "I see that person came with Mr. Qin, you..."

"Of course I won't do anything on the surface." Yi Sihuo smiled gloomy: "Don't forget that this advertisement has a storyline, and there are three protagonists in it. Since someone is so eager to prove himself, I will let him know that the protagonist has never been so easy to be."

The agent opened his eyes: "What do you mean is to be a show-super?"

Playing is a special vocabulary in the circle.

At the beginning, when an old actor with good acting skills wanted to teach some young actors a lesson, he would occasionally use this trick.

After all, some people do not even do their duty as actors, do not memorize their lines, and do not talk about the variety shows everywhere, but also drag down the crew's progress.

Later, some deep-minded celebrities used the word "show-suppressing" to intrigue.

Especially when two people with similar fame are together, in order to highlight their sense of picture, they will use the trick of playing.

But the agent didn't expect Yi Sihuo to use this trick on someone who has never acted in a play.

"What? Do you think it's not good?" Yi Sihuo glanced at him and pointed the point: "Don't forget that there are three people in this advertisement. The best way to make everyone think that I am the spokesperson is to be outstanding."

The agent thought it was right and gave him a thumbs up.

The other side.

Bo Jiu was already sitting in the dressing room, looking down at the small script written temporarily in his hand, thinking about how to escape the conversation with the great god tonight.

However, it is a bit difficult for the makeup artist to start with.

The eyelashes are so dark and long, so there is no need to draw them at all.

You can draw a little eyeliner to enhance the depth of your facial features.

This will be more in line with the characters in the small script.

But the rest... the makeup artist touched the boy's smooth and fair face and sincerely praised him: "The skin is so good, there is no need to apply foundation."

Just this face, applying too much stuff will destroy its original beauty.

Like now, bringing out some eyeliner is really like the protagonist who only appears in Korean dramas.

The Chinese director couldn't wait and asked Bo Jiu: "Have you found the feeling?"

When Bo Jiu got the script, he didn't know what to say, as the above description was a hacker.

This... she doesn't seem to need to feel anything.

When the Chinese director saw the boy not talking, he thought he was a little nervous because he had never been in contact with this industry. He softened his tone and said, "Don't worry too much, it's better to be more natural. Even if you can't find the feeling, your face will feel very touched."

"Come on, stand back." The Chinese director walked aside, asking everyone to give up the open space, picked up the horn, and shouted with bright eyes: "All crews are ready! Act 1, Action!"

With a swish.

The lights in the studio were basically dimmed.

This is the layout of a billiards hall.

The light that was shot down again was a little dark.

However, the slender figure standing by the pool table was not dark at all.

Not only that, when the light falls, there is even a feeling of standing tall and standing tall.

He stood there casually, with a notebook in front of him, as if he was a little bored. He hooked his index finger and opened the can, and for some reason the corner of his mouth just hooked it.

The girls watched from the side, and they were crazy.

"I only now understand why everyone says that Young Master Qin is the stunning beauty in Jiangcheng. This is so handsome. I really envy Mr. Qin's girlfriend in the future, who can face such a face every day!"

"And also have a figure, Young Master Qin is just a walking clothes hanger!"

"Ahhhh, I can't do it anymore, my nose bleeding is about to flow out."

The reason why the girl said this is because when Qin Mo was about to raise his head and take a sip of cold beer, his eyes looked towards the door because they saw something.

When I looked at it this way, the camera also pulled over there.

A boy walked up to the door, wearing a black windbreaker, probably when he was about to get out of here. Because he was a little thin, he had a black mask, his eyes were very dark and shiny. He seemed to have drawn it with a line pen, with black and white, and he grabbed the entire shot in an instant.

At this time, Yi Sihuo was also there.

He was also a person in there, playing with a black tablet in his hand, and looking at the boy walking towards him. He was originally trying to show a very indifferent person, but in order to add a show to him, Yi Sihuo blocked Bo Jiu and was quite cold: "I heard that you have good skills, just play a ball?"

This is a temporary change of lines, but the scene really doesn't get any mistakes, so the Chinese director did not call for a pause either.

I guess when she saw Bo Jiu coming in, she had forgotten that the other party was not an actor and just wanted to continue filming.

Bo Jiu also had a big black mask on his face, and his hands were inserted into his windbreaker pocket. He didn't even look at Yi Sihuo. He said the words "No interest" through the mask. In the eyes of the Chinese director, he seemed to be very good at reading it. He also had the performance of the boy, and he felt that the character she wanted to create was more in line with the character she wanted to create than what she gave, and he was simply playing this role alive!

Yi Sihuo never expected that the waste would perform like this under the camera.

I originally wanted to use my temporary acting skills to make the other party speechless when shooting an advertisement. It is best to have more NGs, the better.

But the current situation is that because the boy answered like that, the camera directly passed by him and only placed on the boy.

Anyone who knows a little acting skills knows that Yi Sihuo is being suppressed by someone and is still very, very cruel.

However, this is not Bo Jiu's fault.

She wasn't very interested in this person at first.

What's more, he changed his lines temporarily.

Whatever Bo Jiu does is a natural reaction.

After all, she knew very well that the person she really wanted to face was the great god standing next to the billiards hall.

In the camera, the boy had already crossed Yi Sihuo, put the thin notebook sandwiched in the center of his arm on the desktop, and then typed it.

Bo Jiu's hand speed has always come fast.
Chapter completed!