Even though there is a script, narrating a play for Kim Jong Kook is a very tiring task.
He is not a professional actor in the first place, and he seems to understand a lot of things. This requires Xiao Qian to break it apart, crush it into pieces, and explain it to him bit by bit, so that he can understand it.
Secondly, there is a huge difference in acting skills between China and South Korea, and Kim Jong Kook needs to understand the way of acting here before the filming can be successful.
"This Zhang Asheng is a dull and honest person, so even when he is dying, he will not express too many extreme emotions. You must pay attention to this when you perform later."
Kim Jong Kook didn't understand very much.
"Yeah, people are going to die. Isn't it stupid not to confess to the woman you like quickly?"
Xiao Qian said patiently: "Zhang Asheng confessed his feelings, and Han Xiaoying also understands his feelings."
Kim Jong Kook doesn’t understand even more.
"Since you have confessed your love and the woman understands it, why are you still so quiet? At this time, shouldn't we hug each other and cry uncontrollably?"
"Yeah, this is a martial arts drama, not a romance drama. You don't want to add drama yourself. Also, Eastern emotional expressions have always been more reserved."
He thought of something again and said more to Kim Jong Kook.
"Think about it, did people of your parents' generation say things like "Sarang Hey" in a straightforward manner?
Kim Jong Kook immediately understood this analogy.
Chen Weizhou walked over.
"How's it going? Do you understand how to act?"
Xiao Qian can't guarantee it either.
"Let's try it first."
So we started setting up the venue and getting the actors in place.
Kim Jong Kook was covered in red paint by the makeup artist, and his face became haggard, lying on the ground.
Zheng Shuang came over and knelt down next to him, and the two of them greeted silently.
Sparta was so shy that he didn't even dare to look at others, he was evasive and felt guilty.
"Are you all ready? If so, let's go through it first."
Zheng Shuang followed the instructions and hugged Jin Zhongguo's head, but he hissed in surprise.
This big guy is so heavy.
Only then did Jin Zhongguo understand what was going on, and took the initiative to raise his head and let Zheng Shuang hold him more comfortably.
The two of them were close to each other, and the woman's body fragrance hit him in waves, making Sparta feel distracted and dizzy, completely forgetting the reality.
Until Xiao Qian's confused words came from a distance.
"Brother Zhong Guo, smile."
Jin Zhongguo didn't have time to think too much and quickly grinned.
"Ah, Kim Jong Kook. Zhang Ah Seng is about to die, and his smile is the same silly smile as usual. When you laugh, why are you closing your eyes and grinning? Are you a Pabu?"
Although no one understood what Xiao Qian said, Jin Zhongguo was still ashamed. He quickly adjusted himself and regained his peace of mind.
When he smiled this time, his movements were much more normal and his eyes were trying to open wide.
It's a pity that the eyes are really too small, which makes it look a bit different.
But it doesn’t matter, it’s just a supporting role anyway, and the requirements are not that high.
Zheng Shuang is a professional actor. As soon as she got the order, she immediately started sobbing. I felt pity for the pear blossoms with the rain on them.
Kim Jong Kook's eyes were focused and distracted.
The focus was on the face of the antagonist Zheng Shuang, and the focus was on Xiao Qian's movements.
Following Xiao Qian's instructions, he slowly raised his hand and finally touched Zheng Shuang's hair.
Damn it, it was the first time in my life that I touched a woman's hair. This is what it felt like.
"Stop stop stop!!!"
Xiao Qian jumped.
"Brother, you should just say your lines. What are you doing? Don't act like an idiot."
Jin Zhongguo waved his hands repeatedly, with a look of panic on his face and feeling very guilty.
The first time I had close contact with a woman, I actually got distracted.
"Mia Nei, mine, mine."
Zheng Shuang didn't know what happened and looked at the two of them inexplicably. Until Xiao Qian ordered to start again, she quickly entered the state again.
This time Jin Zhongguo finally remembered what he was going to do, and while doing the action, he looked at Xiao Qian.
Xiao Qian started to open her mouth, but there was no sound.
Jin Zhongguo read it again, and it was inexplicable. He didn’t know what it was, so he just went with his own understanding.
"Xiba, Xiba, you bastard!"
Original lines: Don't cry, don't cry, I'm fine.
Xiao Qian's face looked the color of pig liver, and her fists were clenched.
Damn Sparta for talking dirty.
Forget it, others don’t understand, so forgive him.
Zheng Shuang really didn't understand. She was very emotional and burst into tears.
"Fifth brother, do you agree that I will marry you and be your wife?"
Xiao Qian made a giggling gesture, and Jin Zhongguo followed suit. Xiao Qian made a fainting gesture again, and Jin Zhongguo followed suit, and it turned out to be very good.
Chen Weizhou beside the monitor kept nodding, with approval in his eyes.
Han Xiaoying said: "Fifth brother, don't worry, I am already a member of your Zhang family, and I will never marry anyone else in this life. After I die, I will stay with you forever."
Zhang Asheng laughed twice more and said in a low voice: "Qimei, I have always treated you badly. I...I am not worthy of you either."
That's how Xiao Qian lip-synced, but that's not what Kim Jong-kook said.
"Bye bye, don't ask me next time, I...I can't act either."
Han Xiaoying cried: "You treat me very well, very well, I know that."
At this point, the emotional drama between the two came to an end, and Zhu Cong and Guo Jing intervened with another large line of dialogue.
Then Guo Jing kowtowed to the dying Zhang Asheng.
Zhang Ah-sheng smiled miserably, but Kim Jong-guo couldn't make this expression. His smile was more penetrating than a tiger's. Fortunately, even with bloody makeup, he was able to fool him.
"Representative, you agreed to treat me to a big dinner when you get back. Hey, I don't want to eat any delicacies from the mountains and seas, just abalone. I endure hardships and hardships all for your help. It's okay if you don't treat me to a big dinner. Give this woman's phone number
How about you give it to me? If you give it to me, I will forgive you."
Xiao Qian spoke silently and gave him three words of respect.
Want to eat shit.
Kim Jong Kook looked depressed and lost his mind.
"I don't want you to do anything, just a phone call. I'm also very good, so give me a chance."
Xiao Qian just ignored it, and it happened that the scene between Zhang Asheng and Han Xiaoying happened again.
When Han Xiaoying put her ear to his mouth, she could only hear the sound of Jin Zhongguo sounding like the chirping of mosquitoes.
"I like you very much, can you... give me your phone number..."
Han Xiaoying is very determined.
"Don't worry, we, the Seven Jiangnan Monsters, will never lose."
Kim Jong Kook was satisfied, with a silly smile on his face, and finally closed his eyes.
"Ka, okay, this one is passed!"
Chen Weizhou gave the order, and everyone let out a sigh of relief. Zheng Shuang quickly threw Jin Zhongguo down, and walked away while rubbing his sore shoulders.
Kim Jong Kook was anxious and kept shouting from behind: "Telephone number...phone number."
Zheng Shuang stopped and turned around to look at Xiao Qian.
"Mr. Xiao, what did he say?"
Xiao Qian hurriedly said: "It's nothing, he is thanking you. This is his first time acting, and he doesn't understand many things. You taught him a lot."
Zheng Shuang really thought that was the case, smiled brightly at Jin Zhongguo, and then walked away out of sight.
Jin Zhongguo's mind was filled with other people's laughter, so he grabbed Xiao Qian.
"Representative, she smiled at me. Did she promise me?"
Xiao Qian rolled his eyes crazily and spoke in a bad tone.
"People are laughing at you for being a pimp."
Seeing that Xiao Qian had messed up the good thing, Jin Zhongguo was furious.
"Yeah, just wait, I will learn Chinese well by myself, and I won't need your help anymore."
Xiao Qian pulled him away, feeling that this guy was too embarrassing.
"It's obviously your fault, but you actually blame me. This is during filming, and you ask for someone's phone number? And do you know if they have a boyfriend or are they married? Are you a pervert?"
Kim Jong Kook asked, "Don't you understand her?"
Xiao Qian sneered again and again.
"Why do I know someone so well? I just met him for the first time today."
In fact, neither he nor Kim Jong Kook knew that Zheng Shuang was born in 1966 and was ten years older than Kim Jong Kook.
Don't say you don't know that Kim Jong-guo likes you. Even if you know it, what can you do if you face a junior who is like a nephew?
"Okay, come here and see how you do?"
This is Kim Jong Kook's first time acting, and I thought it was pretty good when I saw it on the spot, but how it appears on the screen can only be seen through a monitor.
Xiao Qian pulled him to Chen Weizhou and brought up the picture.
Kim Jong Kook was also very curious about his acting skills and watched with great concentration.
Surprisingly, even though Kim Jong Kook doesn't understand Chinese, has little understanding of Chinese culture, and has no acting skills, he actually acted decently in this part.
As for the fight scene in the previous section, his movements were even more vigorous and even more regular than the others.
The biggest difference between TV series and movies is that not all fight scenes are performed by professional action actors.
As a result, the action scenes will inevitably not be as exciting as the movie.
Just like those who played the Jiangnan Seven Monsters, Chen Xuanfeng, and Mei Chaofeng, only Zheng Shuang had some background because he was born in Daoma Dan. The rest were just trained to catch up with the ducks.
As a result, in the group scenes, Kim Jong Kook's tendons were really eye-catching.
Chen Weizhou kept looking at it.
"This young man has a strong body and a tough appearance. It would be a pity not to do action scenes."
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
Xiao Qian stared at Jin Zhongguo's appearance and couldn't help but have more thoughts in her mind.
