The next few games were lackluster, especially for Xu Juncong, which greatly disappointed Ding Hui, who had originally had high expectations.
What the hell is the acting called?
Obviously the level is not good, but he keeps making all kinds of remarks, and even insinuates that the director has no vision and the audience's aesthetic taste is rubbish?
Jiji Zhang’s face turned dark!
The surprising thing was Wang Zijian. He seemed to have done cross talk before and later did talk shows. He was not from a professional background. Unexpectedly, he performed well in one scene.
Later, he admitted that he had been suffering from depression for many years. He won a lot of sympathy votes after a miserable performance and was successfully promoted. Ding Hui was a bit bored. Competitions are competitions. Who has an easy life these days?
My favorite is Pan Binlong, he is indeed a senior actor, both his lines and emotions are spot on, and he got a high score of 206 in the end.
The first day of recording ended at ten o'clock in the evening. Zhang Xiaoyan took the four of them to dinner. The atmosphere was obviously more lively than at noon. Xie Keyin, in particular, asked her for advice on acting skills several times.
Back at the hotel, Zhang Xiaoyan came to Ding Hui's room and asked straight to the point: "Have you chosen the next script?"
"I've chosen." Ding Hui said truthfully: "They are basically villains."
"They are all villains?" Zhang Xiaoyan was surprised at first, and then said thoughtfully: "Well, that's a good idea."
Looking at Ding Hui again, this guy is quite good.
After all, it is a stage. The whole game is full of hits, which means four or five classic clips. Instead of throwing a hammer and a stick here and there, it is better to eat everything with one move.
I have to admit that this guy was born to be an actor, especially when he plays a villain, he is so good at it, he is so scary just standing there.
"Then come on." After confirming the general direction, Zhang Xiaoyan stopped talking nonsense. She was not a professional actor, and Ding Hui's level did not need others to tell her what to do.
After seeing off Zhang Xiaoyan, Ding Hui completely relaxed, took a hot bath, and lay in bed to study his next role.
Already advanced to the second round, it will probably be recorded the day after tomorrow or later. There is still time to continue polishing. I have only one goal:
Explodes the whole place!
The filming in the next two days was a bit unsatisfactory, especially for a few so-called stars. They asked for various roles. What was wrong and needed a break... What was wrong with the script and could it be changed... What was wrong with the script and could it be changed... What assistant actors were not good enough and needed to be replaced...
The first round of recording was finally completed. Twenty people were promoted, ten were eliminated, and Li Wenhan left in dismay.
Looking at the whole situation, Ding Hui knew that if other unspoken rules were not considered, there would be only a handful of truly powerful people, not counting instructors and guests of course.
I am more confident and it may be impossible to win the championship. After all, I am just a fledgling little transparent, but I still have hope of working hard to advance to the finals.
Of course, if someone is playing dirty tricks, there's nothing we can do about it.
The second round of recording finally started. Wu Tong suddenly found Ding Hui and his first sentence was: "Are you still having trouble with the opening?"
"Me?" Although Ding Hui didn't quite understand, he still nodded and said, "Okay."
"Behave well." Wu Tong patted Ding Hui on the shoulder, turned and left.
"The chief director is very optimistic about you." Zhang Xiaoyan smiled broadly and explained: "The results were good last time. Do you know why I will let you be the first one this time?"
“Do you understand the catfish effect?”
"Let the gentlemen behind you have some snacks!"
Ding Hui suddenly realized that this was the case.
It doesn't matter if you are a catfish or not, as long as you have the opportunity to perform on stage. I am here just to increase your reputation and leave a good impression in front of a famous director. Maybe I will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future.
As for the championship?
whatever!
Is the first season champion like this surrounded by Zhou?
I haven’t seen him become a top celebrity either.
Standing backstage, looking at the somewhat unkempt and shabby image in the mirror, I took a deep breath, adjusted my mentality, and prepared to go on stage.
"Now I'm asking Ding Hui to bring us undocumented crimes. Please enjoy it."
Following the host's announcement, the entire audience fell silent for an instant. Everyone including the instructors raised their spirits, looking forward to whether the surprise last time could be repeated?
Ding Hui activated the ultimate indifference BUFF, pushed open the door and sat down in front of the fat assistant who was glaring at him. Without saying a word, he took out a cigarette, slowly pulled out the filter, inserted it backwards and lit it.
Take a deep breath and spit it out with pleasure, your face full of satisfaction.
"Damn it, didn't you hear what our boss said to you?" Suddenly a younger brother couldn't help but rushed over and started to take action without saying a word.
Ding Hui felt the close-up of the camera, and immediately activated the crazy mid-level BUFF. A trace of cruelty flashed across his face, his eyes were fiery, and he suddenly raised his eyebrows. He picked up the ashtray he had been eyeing for a long time and gave it a backhand.
Two...three...four...five...six...seven...
I felt the warmth of the blood splashing on my face, and a few drops even flew into my eyes, but my eyelids did not blink and they were smashed down hard.
The smile got bigger and bigger, crazy high-level BUFF, and finally the ultimate BUFF was activated, combined with indifference, accompanied by blood, the whole place was deathly silent.
Zhang Ziyi stood up again, her hands covered in cold sweat. This kid wouldn't really kill someone this time, right?
"Fuck, here you go again?" Zhang Xiaoyan watched in the background with fear. She knew clearly that it was a special effect blood pack, but it was too scary.
"Yes, that's it!" Wu Tong stared at the monitor, his face full of excitement, and said anxiously: "All cameras are tweeting!"
"Aim at Ding Hui's face!"
I don’t know how many times I smashed it, but Ding Hui seemed to have come back to his senses. Without even looking at the little brother who didn’t know whether he was alive or dead, he stood up slowly, gently put the ashtray back on the table, sat down again, lighted his cigarette again leisurely, and looked at
The fat man was trembling in front of him.
"Money, all the money you want is here!"
"Don't do it!"
"It was all a misunderstanding!"
The fat man's hair stood on end at the extremely indifferent eyes, and his throat was dry. He crawled and took out several dozen thick bills from the drawer and pushed them in front of Ding Hui.
Ding Hui picked it up casually, opened it and looked at it. He didn't say anything, but just stared at the other person.
"Brother, this is such a big fuss that I can't handle it!"
"At first I just asked you to ask for the account, but in the end..."
"People were killed!"
"What do you want me to do?"
After listening to this, Ding Hui took a deep breath of cigarette, stopped the crazy BUFF, and slowly turned on the fear, his eyes like a wild wolf made people shudder.
"Brother, I was wrong!"
The fat man knelt down, hugged Ding Hui's thigh and cried, "It's not that I don't want to help, the police have found your fingerprints, what can I do?"
"Please let me go."
"I'll give you all the money!"
Ding Hui looked at the fat man who was crying, put out his cigarette into the blood-stained ashtray, and silently took out a small bottle from his pocket, which was full of yellow-brown liquid.
He kicked the fat man away, opened the bottle cap, and without saying a word, he put his right index finger in. His face was filled with pain, his whole body was twitching, and the bottle turned blood red.