"Crack! Do it again!"
It has clicked 6 times.
Zhao Cunzhi was wearing a floral shirt that matched the atmosphere of the bar. His half-exposed arms showed tight and beautiful muscles. His face, illuminated by the fluorescent lights of the bar, had a trace of scratches, revealing a wildness.
A bunch of extras sitting at the table couldn't help but look at him.
Wang Chen, who had clicked six times, dug his fingertips into his palms, feeling panicked. "I'm sorry, Director."
"Xiao Wang, what's wrong with you? This scene isn't a difficult one. Can you show a little of the shrewdness of an Alliance police officer?"
After filming for many years, Wang Chen’s acting skills are obvious to all and are quite good. What happened today?
Several extras began to whisper, "How many times has this been repeated? Has Wang Chen done this so many times before?"
Wang Chen also felt embarrassed at this moment. His performance today was always stuck. What he acted was completely different from what he thought, and his acting skills were a little out of control.
Take a deep breath and do it again.
This time Wang Chen finally didn't fall behind.
"Jiang Ling, don't forget what your mission is! It is to gain Anle's trust and then let him take you to their gang's lair!" Wei Ai was very angry.
Jiang Ling, who came to the bar to fight, felt a little reluctant.
Anle was different from the gang members that the Union Police Department described, and he didn't want to deceive Anle anymore.
Hidden emotions flowed in his eyes.
Davy understands the expression of the camera very well, moving from the calm wine glass in front of Wei Ai to the fluctuating drink in Jiang Ling's hand.
Every frame of the shot hints at the tangled psychology of Jiang Ling.
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