Chapter 503: True hit (2/2)

Su Muran's eyes were wrong, completely wrong, he privately chatted with Su Muran for a long time, but Su Muran didn't listen at all, it was Su Muran's eyes, not Qingjun's face Queen.

One is already deep in the drama, and one can't even enter the drama at all. If you continue to shoot like this, Su Muran's scenes may be taken away by Yan Huan.

In another scene, the emperor came over and stood in front of the queen. He put his hand behind his back, and his disgust was also daunting.

Did the queen say anything to me?

The emperor wanted the concubine to say something. The queen lifted her chin slightly, and never felt that she was wrong. The emperor, the ancestors' ceremonies, the face, are they all necessary, and are the eyes of the people also? The emperor, really want to ignore the people of the world for a woman, make the Manchu's Wenwu joke.

With a snapping sound, the emperor raised his hand and hurled it off politely.

”Card, stop first.”

Yan Hua shouted,

Then he waved his hand at Yan Huan’s promise. You can take a look at it.

Yan Huan stood up straight, and then came to see the scene he just shot, and promised to stand on the side, his expression seemed to be a little weird, and Huan felt the same way.

Looking at the replay just now, it was very good at the beginning. Whether it was Yan Huan’s performance or promise, it was the contradiction between the empress and the hidden turbulence. The performance was very successful and perfect, and there was no trace of acting. come out.

Yan Huan nodded his chin, and then carefully looked at his expression, movement, and tone. It was indeed her level, but in the end, when the promised slap waved down, it felt like a taste.

”Come again,” Yan Hua said to them.

Then he gestured again, ready to start shooting, but Yan Huan thought of something, ”Director, please stop.”

Yan Hua nodded and put his hands down.

Yan Huan pointed to his face, and then said to the promise, ”True fight.”

”True fight?” Promise almost dropped his chin. ”Want real fight?”

”Yeah,” Yan Huan nodded. ”If you look at the angle, it always feels a little bad and unreal. You really fight. I'm ready to give a face for art.”

However, the promise is still hesitant, ”How can this really hit?”