Zhou Yuhe said that he had read "intelligence" three times, but he was lying.


    In fact, he has seen it dozens of times, including intelligence 2.


    Ji Chen, less than 30 years old, joined the I.S. board at the height of her poprity, and has never made any movies or TV series since.


    All his traces on the screen were carefully collected by Zhou Yuhe. Every move, smile and smile of each other was the constion of his mind when he could not meet because of his busy schedule.


    Intelligence is the work he has seen most times.


    Not only because Ji Chen''s acting is excellent, but also because it is a good film.


    In the eyes of other actors, intelligence, which has many characters andplicated plot, is a tough bone to chew. However, Zhou Yuhe''s understanding of "intelligence" has gone deep into the bone marrow. As long as he calls cut, he can immediately perform any of the roles, including Ichiro Watanabe.


    So how could he be nervous?


    He couldn''t say why he was nervous.


    Maybe it''s because of Ji Chen.


    He almost can''t imagine that more than ten yearster, he still has a chance to y with this man.


    In fact, from Ji Chen''s "poor acting" before his death, we can see that he has always looked down on his acting skills.


    I can''t say that. There are still some. When I first met him, it was Zhou Yuhe''s acting skills that attracted the yboy''s attention. Otherwise, he would not pursue him with such enthusiasm.


    But then?


    It''s not clear whether it''s because Ji Chen''s career is getting bigger and bigger, which leads to more and moremercial films for Zhou Yuhe, or whether Zhou Yuhe''s getting more and moremercial films, which makes Ji Chen''s career bigger and bigger. In short, as time goes by, he bes the "poor acting skill" in his mouth.


    Zhou Yu didn''t agree with him, but he couldn''t help it.


    Because it doesn''t mean it''sparable.


    Even in the best acting Rookie Award period, his acting skills are not better than Ji Chen.


    He won the Rookie Award that year, but Ji Chen won the film emperor. He is fully qualified and capable of criticizing or judging his acting skills.


    Even if his acting skills are perfect 15 yearster, Ji Chen has be a real entertainment emperor and business tycoon. The two words of acting have no ce in his heart.


    And now


    Slightly trembling fingertips, ready to move the mood.


    Not so much nervous as excited.


    ***********


    everything is in ce.


    All of them had the mentality of remedying after the event, instead of the tense atmosphere before. After all, it''s an audition, or a stand in audition. It''s really not exciting.


    In addition, there are precedents in the past. Yan Yingyi, who has so many fans, has been crushed into such a situation by Ji Chen. Now what can this little actor who has never heard of his name? If you can read the lines smoothly, it''s very good to make up for your back and body shape.


    However, at the moment when the director called "action" --


    something seemed different in the set.


    Atmosphere? Feeling? I can''t tell what it is, and I don''t know where it came from. But all of us stopped talking at this moment and began to look around. Finally, they found that the atmosphere came from the director''s circle.


    To be precise, it was uploaded by the cameras and monitors surrounded by directors.


    That teenager, it''s different.


    At the moment of shooting, it seems that the five senses are integrated into the consciousness, and the feeling of filming is instantly found.


    The rxed sitting posture bes straight and straight, the gentle and quiet eyes be deep and cold, like ck pearls immersed in the cold pool of nine days, emitting a deep and treacherous atmosphere.


    Meticulous ck hair, dark gold buckle to the top, a uniform without even a trace of wrinkles, leather military gloves, exquisite pocket watch made ofplicated work With that upright, ascetic, white, morbid face, he was perfectly indifferent like a sculpture.


    Yang Yu stood behind the camera, his hands around his chest, his lips tightly pursed into a line, staring at the studio, sitting on the torture chair, wearing the Japanese military uniform originally belonged to Yan Yingyi, and even the script was a teenager who was just carrying it temporarily Young people?


    The mature and powerful military momentum is not like that of a 19-year-old boy -


    for the first time, he felt unprecedented pressure.


    Ichiro Watanabe didn''t look in this direction. He knew it was acting. But with such deep eyes, the oppressive and dead power still prated his small space, the set, and spread out to the people outside.


    Everyone was nervous like a stranded fish.


    It''s hard to breathe.


    This silent atmosphere is pushed into the door, casual and unreasonable Gu Wuxi to break.


    Although Gu Wuxi was a criminal who was tortured, he was still an important member of the puppet government before he was convicted. The two soldiers escorted him did not dare to embarrass him. He almost walked into the torture room with swagger.However, at the moment of seeing Ichiro Watanabe --


    Ji Chen''s smile was obvious.


    Such a state, such expressiveness, let alone a stand in actor, even if he has yed a lot of ys, the experienced actor may not be able to achieve it -


    he has not even said the lines, but just sat there and sat in a corner of the scene, which suppressed the whole picture?


    It should be just a coincidence


    Suppress the shock, Ji Chen quietly kept smiling, walked in, sat down, took out his goodmunication means, began to change the atmosphere of the conversation, trying to control the initiative.


    There was no displeasure or impatience on Ichiro Watanabe''s face. After Gu Wuxi''s teasing, he suddenly opened his pocket watch, his narrow eyes turned down slightly, and his ascetic face had no expression, but it made people feel nervous for no reason.


    "Ten forty-three. You''re three minuteste."


    The cold and mechanical sound sounds like an old clock, which makes the time stop instantly.


    Ichiro Watanabe raised his head, the disy of the erged handsome face, showing a faint, ironic, with a bloody and cruel smile.


    This smile is in sharp contrast to Gu Wuxi''s casual and arrogant smile. One is smooth and cunning, the other is merciless. The tension of confrontation overflows from the whole picture in an instant.


    Yang Yu''s heart "clutters" --


    this Zhou Yuhe!


    Yang Yu was not the only one who was surprised by this smile. He could almost hear all the people around the monitor taking a breath of air conditioner.


    How did such a malicious and cold smilee out!


    As we all know, once an actor is not well controlled, such a ruthless character is likely to be interpreted as facial paralysis - coldness bes expressionless, pain is just a little frown, and evenughter is easy to bring a sense of crazy drag and cool costume.


    But Zhou Yuhe, you absolutely can''t rte his performance to "facial paralysis".


    There is a vulgar saying that eyes are the window of the soul.


    This sentence is very suitable for actors.


    A character, especially when it is an introverted rather than an outsider, has be an actor''s best tool to convey emotions.


    Many actors in the performance of cold character characters, because of the limitation of expression, often have their eyes empty, so they be themon "facial paralysis" in the eyes of the public.


    But Zhou Yuhe is not.


    His eyes are like a sharp de ready to be scabbard at any time and ce. No matter whether there are lines or expressions, his eyes are in a full mood. They are yful and cold as if they are staring at the prey.


    What''s more, his so-called "expressionless" is not really expressionless. It''s just that the range of expression is notrge, and it doesn''t seem to be so external, but it doesn''t make the characters in a "standby" state.


    What about when you have expression?


    Each of his facial muscles was pulled to the right ce, neither too "close" to be "facial paralysis", and not too "put", too exaggerated, not in line with human design.


    Just by raising his eyebrows, biting his lips, ncing at his eyes, sniffing his nose and grinning, he urately and vividly expressed a Japanese officer who was cold and bloodthirsty in his bones!


    This kind of atmosphere, unconsciously attracted more staff outside the circle to squeeze next to the monitor.


    There are also a lot of intelligent people like Yang Yu who have found a good perspective around the set.


    After that absolutely can''t be ignored smile, everyone forgot that this was just an audition, and began to enjoy the next exciting performance.


    Yes, performance -


    "I''m going to ask your men, Mr. Watanabe. I don''t know how the Fuchun road has been so short a few minutes away Gu Wuxi nced at the soldiers around him, and thetter''s head immediately lowered.


    Dark eyes lingered on the soldiers'' faces for a moment, and then turned back to the middle part of their eyes. "But how can I hear that they arrived at Qingxin hall an hour ago? It''s you who have stopped everyone outside and only one person in it. You''ve dallied until now.


    "So please tell me - what are you doing for an hour? Mr. Gu? "


    "Shady" four words bite very light, seemingly casual, but Ji Chen''s heart is a shock.


    He''s in a rut.


    Because Gu Wuxi is actually destroying something in the church.


    With a oppressive look in his eyes, Ji Chen felt that his pressure was soaring. He adjusted his suit and said with a smile: "everyone who knows me knows that I worship at this time every week. Faith is a sacred thing. No matter how much I pay for it, let alone this short hour every week Of course, I imagine that Mr. Watanabe, the Japanese who pursue Bushido, can hardly understand this mood. "


    There was something in both of them.Ichiro Watanabe''s step-by-step pressing, Gu Wuxi''s tactful worldly sophistication.


    There is no background music, there is no transition between long shot and slow shot rendering.


    The blood vessels are very tense, and the urgent tension is diffused from the center of the scene. Even the air is divided into gossamers, which makes peopleck of oxygen.


    Who was the first to lose?


    It should be Ichiro Watanabe.


    Because at this time, the Japanese side was at the end of its tether. Facing the oppression of the US Army and the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, they were in a dilemma. Gu Wuxi was not only an important official in the government, but also had a very strong background. His official rank was higher than him. Facing such criminals, the Japanese side who yed the role of Ichiro Watanabe was defeated.


    Because he couldn''t convince himself.


    The Japanese side, which is unable to persuade itself to be in a weak position and unreasonable, should ovee Gu Wuxi''s momentum in the trial.


    This is the root cause of the drama.


    But what about Zhou Yuhe?


    His straight back leans back slightly, and he looks like a European aristocrat in the middle ages. The chair under him is no longer an interrogation chair, but a gorgeous andfortable carved sofa --


    "faith? What faith are you talking about? Belief in the Greater East Asian co prosperity circle? Or the three people''s principles? Or Karl Marx? Sober up, Mr. Gu. Faith won''t save you. " The condescending tone and haughty look seem to say: I am the only one who can let you go out. It is your only choice to obey me and obey my orders.


    He once again opened a malicious and cold smile, but this time, the smile also took a little disdain and contempt, such aplex smile with that exquisite face, the powerful picture not only shocked the people outside the disy, but also shocked Ji Chen, who was in the "interrogation".


    He held his breath and fixed his eyes on the officer opposite him. Before he could make any response, he stood up first.


    Da, Da, Da.


    The sound of military boots trampling on the floor was like trampling on the prisoner''s heart again and again.


    Everyone, including the director behind the camera monitor, was afraid to breathe.


    Ichiro Watanabe looked down at him.


    At that moment, arrogant, indifferent, gloomy Allplex emotions rush out of those slender eyes and hit the soul!


    Ji Chen''s eyes suddenly widened.


    Dong, Dong, Dong.


    He heard his heart trampled under his feet.


    In a sh, Ichiro Watanabe hase to him.


    Instead of making the prisoner feel ufortable, the look made him immersed in an unspeakable feeling of being bullied and humiliated.


    The heart is pounding.


    He couldn''t help looking up at the cold, ascetic officer.


    Next second -


    crash.


    The cold water washed off his gold sses and his meticulous ck hair -


    like the rain washing cold and proud flowers, like the waves rolling over the lonely boat -


    washed away all his self-esteem.


    Bang Dang.


    The bucket was thrown aside.


    The hair on the back of his head was yanked back.


    Before he could breathe the pain, he was forced to raise his head to the narrow eyes.


    Like transparent and clear ss, in his eyes -


    he saw a cool and strong killing intention.


    He saw himself, even his soul trembling.


    At this moment, he just wanted to crawl at the feet of this man.


    Completely Surrender to him.


    The officer smiles and he approaches the prisoner.


    Slight voice, is so cruel, cold, bloody, and with if there is no fatal temptation.


    "Here, I am your faith."


    I am your faith!


    After the hand that drags the hair to release, Ji Chen raises head slightly panting, consciousness emptied for a long time, did not return to God.


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