MTL - I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad-Chapter 14 014. The Scale of the Snake

   Chapter 14 014. The Scale of the Snake

  Xu Xin's hangover state can't be faulted even if Yu Zhen is here.

  No way, it’s too real.

  The left foot of both feet is straight, and the right foot is unconsciously swinging wildly between spinning and walking straight, making it impossible to guess where he will step with his next foot.

  The body is also swaying, as if the whole world is spinning.

   One step, two steps, three steps...

   Just as he was about to take the fourth step, suddenly, he seemed to lose his footing and hit the wall.

   My feet are weak.

  But human instinct made him make a movement of rubbing against the wall and stabilized his body.

  Standing up against the wall, he shook his dull eyes.

  Under the colorful lights, his unwashed hair is particularly eye-catching, which makes him have a kind of "ordinary" in front of the camera that is different from the luxurious surroundings, which is very eye-catching.

   But what is more eye-catching is the erratic eyes.

  This man...

  Drink too much.

   And a few classmates from the acting department, according to his request, passed him by, and the two of them who were dressed as a couple even took a step to the right in the camera to avoid him.

  Perhaps it was a little strange that the two of them avoided him.

  Xu Xin turned his head again, looked back at the two people, and when he turned his head, he suddenly stopped.

   This is not actually in the script, it is improvisation.

  In the script, he just keeps going.

   But who made him the director.

   There are better ideas, why not?

  So, after stopping, the drunk man in the camera seemed to feel that this was not good for him, so he wiped his face forcibly.

   With just the right amount of face, after wiping it, his shoulders just left the wall.

  Gives a feeling of... he seems to be more awake.

   Then, although he still staggered, he walked steadily to the bathroom.

   "OK."

   After stepping on the steps of the bathroom, Xu Xin yelled after he couldn't see the seat in his field of vision. Then the whole person returned to normal, and walked straight to Lin Chaochao.

   "How is it?"

  He ignored the strange and surprised eyes of others, looked at the monitor and asked.

"Well…"

  Lin Chaochao suppressed the surprise in his heart, and helped him reverse the camera.

  Xu Xin squinted her eyes and began to observe herself in the camera.

  From walking at the beginning, to hitting a wall, to wiping your face...

   "OK, pass, next game."

  He is the director, he said, he can pass.

   In less than a minute, the first act is over.

  Stable and stable.

   Hearing this, Fang Xiu and Zhang Mingyuan had no idea of ​​resting, and asked directly:

"second round?"

   "Well, let's go."

   Ignoring Lin Chaochao and Yang Mi, whose eyes were still surprised, he entered the working state, not caring about other people's expressions, and went straight into the bathroom.

   As a result, at the beginning of the second act, Xu Xin didn't grasp the angle...

"Nonsence…"

   "Crack! This is a new one, I slapped Lao Fang's face..."

   "..."

  …

  Holding the partition of the bathroom with one hand, the other hand made a gesture that men can understand.

  But on the face in the picture, one eye is open, but the other is already closed.

   It seems drunk to the limit.

   It seems that the coolness is boundless again.

   Ended with a burst of water...

   "OK!"

  Leaving the photographer with water on his face without hesitation, Xu Xin came out of the bathroom and came back to the monitor.

  Yang Mi, who had quietly put on her earphones without knowing when, was speechless...

  Opened his mouth to ask something, but Xu Xin raised his eyes after checking the screen and confirming OK:

   "Get ready."

   Be concise and to the point.

  Yang Mi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded immediately, and then...

   "..."

   "..."

   "..."

  Beheading male and female scumbags and temporarily leaving the stage.

   Queen of the night show, here you come.

   "I grass..."

   Fang Xiu, who came out of the bathroom carrying the camera, couldn't help but swear.

  And Zhang Mingyuan on the side simply stared straight...

  Black silk, high heels, short skirt, and... two thin ropes above the pretty waist.

  Is she wearing...

  Everyone's eyes were attracted by the queen who had taken off her disguise, but for some reason, the queen's eyes immediately looked at Xu Xin.

   Are you looking for affirmation or what?

   The girl herself doesn't know.

   After all, the shape of this body is based on his opinion.

  From this hairstyle that I am very satisfied with, to... she was a little shy during the day, but after coming here, she gave her an attire that stood out from the crowd.

  So she didn't know why she looked at Xu Xin.

   I don't even have any thoughts in my mind, I just follow my instinct.

   But she was disappointed.

  Because, after telling himself to get ready, the director has returned his gaze to the small monitor that played it backwards.

   Didn't notice her at all.

   "..."

  By the time he raised his head, the girl had already looked away.

   Shooting continues.

  …

   "Ding ding dong dong..."

  The strong drumbeat floated out from the open door, dancing manically.

   grabs the drunk's full attention.

  The camera angle at this time is from bottom to top.

  The first thing that bears the brunt of the camera is the slightly opened mouth and nostrils of the drunk.

What he saw through the crack of the door seemed to be beyond his cognition, and the charming restlessness dominated his drunken reason, making him open his mouth unconsciously, without blinking, and pushed the door open walked in.

   Twisted waist.

  Black stockings.

  The two black ropes around the waist don’t know whether they are belts or something else, but just looking at them can make many associations in the mind...

  Among the powerful music, let alone the drunks, even the three men in suits sitting on the sofa seemed to have attracted all eyes.

  Concentrated on the dancing woman, I couldn't move my eyes any longer.

   Didn't even realize the drunk was sitting in the doorway.

   Swing.

   Twist.

  High opening and closing legs, and the beautiful figure that is about to emerge...

  Everything has become the whole world in the eyes of the drunk.

   His world was shaking with the girl's beautiful legs.

  Don't talk about drunks.

  Even the eyes of the radio and video recorders were straightened.

  Wild dance like never seen before.

  The **** atmosphere that fills the whole room.

   And the flying waves are like dancing snakes, controlled by the goddess named Medusa.

   Facing her, apart from falling into petrification, there is no possibility of escape.

  In the first room, Xu Xin gave all the light to the girl standing on the table dancing her waist.

   And he, along with everyone else, fell into petrification.

  A dance.

   One and a half minutes, end.

  Yang Mi panted slightly, and looked at Xu Xin.

  While dancing, she has seen everyone's expressions in her eyes.

  She dare not say how well she dances.

   She is an actress, not a dancer.

  Learn to dance, practice dancing, just to serve the role.

   Not even staying in shape.

  Because she was afraid that her legs would become thicker.

  However, today's look seems to have allowed her to perform supernormally.

  During the more than one minute dance, every time she saw the hot and dull eyes of the men around her, the restlessness that dominated everything in her heart would be ready to move.

   Can't tell clearly.

  But after the dance was over, she wanted to take a look at the drunk man's expression for the first time.

   She even wants to ask the other person how she dances if she can.

  Especially during this entire time, the other party's eyes fell into a kind of...a dullness that didn't look like a disguise.

  So, after the dance was over, she found him immediately.

result…

   "OK."

  When the voice of the man whose eyes regained clarity instantly sounded, she felt that her eyes were frozen.

   Ignoring Medusa, Perseus got up and left a sentence:

   "Hold your position and wait for me."

  Then hurriedly turned and ran out.

  …

  The dance part in the first box is over, and it's time for the facial close-up and interaction.

   "Play the music again, start recording my expressions, and then the big guys start paying for it, understand... Well, if it’s about money, are you ticklish?"

  In the room, Xu Xin sat back in his original position and asked the girl squatting on the table.

  Yang Mi was taken aback...a little surprised:

"What?"

   "I said you are ticklish, especially here."

   "..."

  Yang Mi blinked, and her gaze shifted from Xu Xin's stomach where his hand rested to his face:

"you want…"

   "Put the money on these two ropes."

   "..."

  Physical contact, as an actor, is irresistible.

  Yang Mi is not an actor who has never experienced these things. She has played many roles over the years, so she naturally has this professionalism.

  Professionalism can be attributed to professionalism...

  She is not ticklish, she is not ticklish.

  Even these group performers who look to be in their thirties or forties, it doesn’t matter if they touch themselves for a while.

  Actors must have the professionalism and dignity of an actor.

   Whatever you act, you have to look like something...even "is" something.

  She is mentally prepared.

  But for some reason... When she thinks in her mind that this alumnus will hang the fifty yuan on her waist, her face will be very hot.

   "4-4-4 breathing!"

  She began to adjust her breathing, and at the same time quickly calmed down in her heart, suppressing the emotions that shouldn't exist at work.

  After a few breaths, she opened her eyes and looked at Xu Xin who was waiting for her answer:

   "I'm not ticklish, come on."

   "Okay. Lao Fang, come on, let me tell you about the seat..."

  …

  Music again.

   This time, the three men took out the banknotes in their arms.

  While the girl was twisting her waist while playing a game of distance with them on the table, keeping a sense of mystery and desire at a distance, one after another, with the help of the temptation of money, they finally touched the girl's waist.

   A wad of money.

   Two wads of money.

   Three rolls of money.

  With the twist of the camera, finally, the girl standing on the table changed from a standing posture to a squatting posture.

   Expose the side waist to the misfit drunk.

  Dancing body like a wave, the only remaining space is waiting for his reward.

   At this time, the camera gave a close-up.

  The drunk took out a card and some banknotes from his pocket.

   One piece, five pieces, fifty, one hundred...

  He followed the rules.

  It's just that compared to the sluggishness just now, there is more reluctance on his face.

But facing the girl who was still twisting, he finally hesitated between the red ticket and the green ticket in his hand. It seemed that the mentality of "taking advantage" had the upper hand. He put the 50 in his hand towards the girl's waist. The touch of snow in the room was stuffed away.

  Originally it went smoothly, but a close-up will finish it off...

   But who would have thought that the moment he just took the banknote and was about to touch the other party...

   In the vagueness of restlessness.

  Soundless sparks exploded between the finger and the skin.

  The sound of sparks is swallowed by the music.

  But the two beautiful black silk legs were slender and bent, and the girl whose waist was still twisting like waves became limp and stiff.

  A fine layer of goose bumps appeared on the fair skin instantly.

  In the dim light, it looks like the scales of a snake.

   densely packed.

   Dangerous and seductive.

  (end of this chapter)