Fu Youzhi pinched the flesh of his waist with her hand that was holding his waist, her voice was low but urgent.
Four groups of guests have to perform classic film and television scenes based on their clothes. In the end, they will be graded and rewarded. Fu Youzhi can accept losing, but she cannot accept losing!
Even if her skills are really inferior to others, it must be because she tried her best to win in the future, not because Gu Yanchen was not worthy of such a basic kiss scene.
"Husband!" Fu Youzhi called him angrily.
"Oh," Gu Yanchen finally recovered from the sad fact that he was not suitable for domestic entertainment. He remembered Director Pei's mission and planned to perform according to the script.
What should I do...
Gu Yanchen calmly glanced at the dozens of staff and dozens of high-definition cameras around him, and finally understood...
Is this the way kiss scenes are filmed in China?
360-degree full circle rotation?
"Hurry up, kiss me! Otherwise I lose!" Fu Youzhi was chirping in his arms. It was originally a romance game, not a real filming, it was just a completion of the task. Her voice was amplified a lot.
"Zhizhi, isn't this bad..." Gu Yanchen twisted his beautiful eyebrows and pursed the corners of his mouth into a gap, hesitating a bit.
"Stop talking nonsense and kiss me!"
Fu Youzhi's lips are almost touching his thin lips. Brother, you just need to act a little more expressive and lower your head, and you'll be fine!
With so many camera positions, we can always cut out a few usable frames. Finally, with the pink bubble special effects, tons of industrial saccharin is successfully launched!
Gu Yanchen still didn't move, his face was expressionless and his back was straight.
He was tall and straight, with a handsome face but a bit cold. He was sitting like this in a white fairy robe, holding a book in one hand, and in his arms was a charming beauty who was tempting all living beings, but he was just frowning slightly.
Extraordinarily cold and ascetic.
【The one who rides on the horse is the Immortal Lord!!!】
[I thought that Gu Yanchen was used to Western-style acting and couldn't produce a restrained Chinese classical atmosphere. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. No wonder he is the best actor!]
[Forget it, it’s Gu Yanchen who is so stubborn that he refuses to kiss on screen! 】
[@ Original starring! Come in and take a look, okay? This is what an immortal who has been lonely for tens of thousands of years and devoted to the Tao should look like! 】
[Here I go, before I stepped on the horse, I actually screamed because we kissed each other when we met. Now that I think about it, I was just lying to my elementary school teacher...]
[Please write down the script and actors to the level that takes care of Yanchen!]
Fu Youzhi couldn't see the barrage. Anyway, based on her many years of experience in the industry, the emotion Gu Yanchen gave her now...
She can't read it, can't catch it...
Don't know what to do...
Then...
Act according to the script, act dead, act alive, act hard!
The key is that there are no lines in this part, it's all about the two of them looking at each other and kissing each other. Fu Youzhi looked at his cold and paralyzed face, couldn't help but snorted coldly, picked up his chin with one finger, and felt full of emotion.
provocation,
"Immortal Lord, do you dare not, don't want to... or don't know how to do it?"
Her thin fingers slowly slid down from his chin, and her nails were slightly cold, touching his Adam's apple. As the Adam's apple rolled, a red mark was even pinched on his neck.
He slowly lowered his head, and the Xianxia drama underwent a make-up and hair transformation. His modern purple hair was covered by a hood, but was topped with long black hair. A fir hairpin was tied behind his head, especially like
He is like a jade master who does not fall into the mundane world.
When Qingjun came out of the dust, she had never seen him dressed like this before. She was in a daze for a moment, as if he had returned to the way he looked when he first met the gods in the God Realm.
Fu Youzhi was stunned. She swallowed twice nervously and couldn't help but spit out two words:
"Honor God..."
These two words made him feel inexplicably familiar, and he said softly, "Huh?"
As if traveling through time and space in an instant, Fu Youzhi seemed to have returned to the happy time of practicing under his knees thousands of years ago.
At that time, Zun Shen didn't talk much. Most of the time, she was chirping and talking endlessly, while he replied very lightly:
"Um".
They are so similar, body shape, hairstyle, posture, voice...
Fu Youzhi immediately didn't dare to make a mistake. She twisted her body and rolled out of his arms. She pushed up the skirt under her waist to cover her eye-catching slender waist and knelt on his lap obediently.
before,
"Your Majesty, God, forgive me for my sin. I mean no offense to Zhi Zhi."
Gu Yanchen thought that Fu Youzhi's script was different from the one in his hands, and that Director Pei was testing the actors' on-the-spot reactions. However, now this development is somewhat reasonable.
When he was abroad, he had nothing but a skin, and was recognized by talent scouts. He was passionate about acting, otherwise he would not have won so many Best Actors in one go.
Now that the plot is reasonable, he also plans to show it off. What if the directors who filmed "The Beast | The Sexy President's Love Every Night" see it and give him a chance?
He lightly gathered his clothes and stood up slowly. His movements were without any ingenuity, as if he was just born with a graceful figure, but he was neat and ethereal.
"Don't be so naughty all the time, get all dirty, and pretend to be a demon clan member to scare me?"
He smiled softly, straightening the smoke of sandalwood, with helplessness and doting in his tone,
"Have you memorized the Pure Heart Sutra? Have you understood the Heavenly Book of the God of Wealth? Have you memorized the sword skills I just taught you?"
Fu Youzhi seems to have really gone back to the past. The god also assigned her homework, but she never completed it. Now that she thinks about it, she really didn't understand "The God of Wealth Book"...
Seeing Fu Youzhi's guilty look, Gu Yanchen smiled knowingly, with a tone that said he hated iron for not becoming steel.
"I don't study anything hard. I think about fun all the time. When I ask about my studies, I turn into a stupid goose."
"I don't know what story book I read, but I actually secretly went to a dirty place like the demon world to play around. I stopped wearing a nice haze skirt and ran into the temple wearing such an indecent dress...
…”
"Do you still remember your identity?"
Fu Youzhi was often scolded when she was a child. She was naughty and squeamish. Her brothers in the God Realm were more capable than the other. No one in the Six Realms dared to offend her. When she came back crazy, the God would give her a few words of scolding. However,
, she has many tricks:
"God, I was wrong," she knelt on the ground, took two steps, hugged his thigh, pressed her face against it, and shed tears of grievance.
"I don't dare anymore,"
While admitting her mistake, she blinked her big watery eyes to look at him. A drop of rice beads of tears hung on her eyelashes, barely falling. Her eyes were crimson and she curled her lips, looking extremely pitiful.
"I'm going back to sword practice right now, and I'm going to memorize 'If a wise man doesn't fall in love, we will eventually become rich women.' I'm going to read the "God of Wealth Book" which is not famous at all. I will never wear this tattered clothes that exposes my waist again.
, use it as a rag..."
[Aww, my sister is so pitiful...]
[Zhizhi is so awesome! How could anyone punish such a well-behaved female goose! 】
[Of course, pick him up and give him a hug!]
Gu Yanchen lowered his head and looked at her who had obviously escaped punishment by being mean and cute, but he really couldn't lose his temper. He bent down slightly and held her arm with one hand. His hand was so strong that Fu Youzhi was shocked.
With a shout, she was already sitting on the large incense table.
"I asked you just now, 'Do you still remember your identity?' Do you really not remember?"
In Gu Yanchen's eyes, a hint of evil and ridicule slowly rose.