Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

Ling Sheng took a sigh of relief, knowing that she was wrong when things developed like this, she was not professional enough, and she was unqualified, but when he heard his ruthless words, she was still heartbroken and just about to ask.

Chen Mo turned to look at her: "One night, the first scene tomorrow morning will be yours."

Ling Sheng's eyes suddenly brightened, and he bowed respectfully, "Thank you, Director Chen, I promise to complete the task."

Chen Mo glanced at her with a low voice: "Tomorrow morning's play, I hope you can live it, don't let me doubt your ability, my vision."

Because of the great expectations of her, she was more strict with her. I thought she would bring a big surprise to herself. He didn’t expect her first scene to be filmed like this, which made him wonder whether she would Can't act anymore, where is her professionalism?

As an actor, there is only one person he knows who does not make kiss scenes, but that person is his sister. He once pointed her nose to her and called her unworthy of being an actor. At least she was not a qualified actor.

So later, she quit the showbiz and became an actor.

People in the crew originally thought that the arrival of Ling Sheng might bring about a big change in the atmosphere of the crew, such as being a little more relaxed and happy. After all, Director Chen Mo smiled when he saw her.

But one afternoon, Director Chen Mo became irritable because of her. Everyone on the set is in danger, so don't put hope on anyone.

Every time a week to ten days before the filming started, Director Chen Mo was in the emotionally sensitive period. After this period of time, the atmosphere will become more and more relaxed and happy.

"Shengsheng, are you okay!" Fanghua asked her concerned.

Ling Sheng shook his head: "My psychological quality is very good, what can be wrong, and it's all my fault. The filming is not good, and then Dao Chen is angry."

Fanghua patted her hand comfortingly. It would be good if she could think so. Yesterday there were two actresses who were trained to cry directly. Director Chen hasn’t said anything serious yet. If she teaches them like Shengsheng, It is estimated that I was so aggrieved to cry.

Director Chen is too strict with Shengsheng, stricter than with all of them. Maybe it is because she has placed greater hopes on her!

Next, it was the scene between Fanghua and Sheng Xichen. Although the two were also NG, they were generally okay, and they were basically within five.

Ling Sheng watched two shows. The lines and acting skills of the seniors were good, and he had to be convinced. The capable actors were really amazing.

When she was filming a supporting role later, she found a quiet place to sit up and simmer her emotions after watching a scene, and she was angry with herself. It was not a big deal, and it was not a chuang show, so why couldn't she do it? ?

I looked at the script from the beginning. After reading it twice, I looked up and saw that there was no one on the set. She was shrunk in the corner, and no one probably noticed her.

As soon as I received the script, I received a call from Chen Mo asking where she was, and have she eaten? If he doesn't come down to eat, he will have someone bring her back.

"Director Chen, no need, I can eat whatever I want, you can eat it happily." Ling Sheng felt even more bored when he heard Chen Mo's voice.

He said that he should not let him doubt her acting skills, his vision, in fact, his psychological pressure should be greater than hers, the optimistic actor could not complete his anticipated shooting.

From the studio to the place of residence, there are two small roads. It was almost nine in the evening from eight o'clock in the evening. There was no one on the road and it was very quiet.

Ling Sheng was thinking about the plot as she walked, how she would shoot to achieve the best results, who knew that when she turned a corner, she saw a familiar figure.

Gu Shen was surrounded by several gangsters and lay on the ground. After the gangsters took away valuable things from him, they began to pick up his clothes again.

He was walking on the way back to the homestay when he was suddenly attacked from behind with an electric shock stick. His body was soft and numb, and he couldn't get any strength. He could only watch a group of little hooligans rob him, his eyes were dangerous. Bloodthirsty, gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Do you know who I am?"