Chapter 1467: Drama eyes (7)

This is what the female protagonist said to the male protagonist in the

original book. Bo Yan made an adaptation and put forward this sentence first.

The camera moved forward, and Xia Siyu was leaning on the sofa, the fingers of

the raised arm, seemingly inadvertently leaning toward a bunch of flowers next

to him. White fingers rubbed the flower gently, and soon a petal fell gently.

The light in her eyes seemed to jump gently with the fallen petals: "So we

only saw each other and stretched our faces, frowned, and didn't speak. In the

end, how he thought of making me headache, and how I thought about it. Give

him a headache. He wants to take a step, I won't let him go; I want to move,

he won't let me move. The two people seem to be tied together and thrown into

the water, sinking, sinking, sinking..."

Xia Siyu said a long line in one breath. She had already taken thirty small

shots just now, and she was very familiar with this line. There were a few

articles before, and she said that with cadence and frustration, she said with

great emotion. Even the drama director nodded secretly on the side.

However, there has never been a time when it was more desperate than this

time.

She actually didn't move much, except for crushing the petal. The expression

is also very light, neither crying nor smiling, nor any major fluctuations.

The camera stunned her face directly, except for the petal, which was her eyes

that fell gray with the petals. The tone is also very calm, I don't listen

carefully, and even feel like I'm telling a book, swaying slowly.

However, watching the light shining in her eyes, watching her slightly

distracted pupils, and the trace of suppressed longing she looks out of the

window, I can feel that she is reminiscing, she is meditating, she wants to

escape but can’t. Out, can only be trapped in the quagmire, and continue to

sink.

After filming this paragraph, the far away staff shook their heads, the

movements were too small, and the voice was weak, maybe this one will be NG

again. But Bo Yan kept her gaze away from the flower before he shouted "Ka",

and then nodded with joy: "Good job!"

He watched the performance behind the monitor again, and nodded again: "The

performance was great!"

That's it, this is the feeling! If Chen Bailu still has vitality, he still has

to be pressed in his body, hidden in his tone of voice, with a flow of air,

rather than full of air, and feel that he can jump down and wear military

uniforms to fight devils at any time.

The people next to her heard that she had finally passed the customs, and they

were relieved. Wei Jingjing hurriedly delivered water and towels: "You are

hungry, the food has already been delivered."

"Oh, help me a little bit." Xia Siyu did this. She obviously didn't use much

energy, but she felt tired. It was as if the whole person had fallen into a

swamp, and had strength, the more he wanted to jump out, the faster he would

fall.

But Xia Siyu didn't go to dinner either. Instead, she sat on the sofa to tidy

up a bit, drank her saliva, and waited until Bo Yan's side was also cleaned up

before she got up to eat. The actor and director’s cafeteria are all together.

Although she and Bo Yan can be considered semi-public, there is no need for

unnecessary closeness.

After Song Fengzhi's palace, when he left the venue, he saw Li Yiru still

standing on the venue. He kindly said, "Mr. Li, it's time to eat."

Several protagonists can eat together or not, and everyone needs to lose

weight, which is different from the staff's meals.

But Li Yiru seemed a little silly, and he nodded and turned around for a long

time.

Xia Siyu is terrible.