In group practice room No. 6, Director Hua is speaking to Mu Taozhi and He Yanning.

He doesn't need to worry about Yao Bianliang's acting skills at all, he only needs to teach these two people well now.

"So, this plot should be understood in this way!" Mu Taozhi patted his thigh, feeling that he had realized it.

"I've always played this role as a buffoon before, but luckily Director Hua corrected me in time."

Mu Taozhi didn't think too much about it when he rehearsed at the beginning, but now that he thinks about it, this character should be very three-dimensional, and he can't be simply portrayed as a deranged villain.

He Yanning was standing beside him, also looking thoughtful at this time.

The question that has been bothering him for a long time, after today's explanation, finally has the answer.

He couldn't help but gratefully said: "Director Hua, thank you."

Everyone used to say that Director Hua is a new director who has become a monk halfway, and his level is not even as good as that of a veteran actor.

But now it seems that Director Hua is clearly a talented director!

Listening to the gratitude of the two, Director Hua felt guilty: "You don't have to be grateful to me."

He never thought of taking credit for Yao Bianliang's contribution.

What's more, Yao Bianliang is sitting on the other side of the practice room. If he accepted the thanks calmly, he would be too thick-skinned.

After thinking for a while, he finally said, "Actually, I didn't come up with these understandings, but a friend of mine told me."

"It was she who helped me understand the content of the script and gave me a lot of inspiration."

"If you really want to thank, you should thank her."

Since Yao Bianliang won't let him reveal her identity, then he should say something vaguely.

Mu Taozhi was a little skeptical: "The friend you mentioned, could it be yourself?"

Director Hua: "...Of course not!"

Mu Taozhi: "Then who is that friend of yours? Is he also the director?"

Director Hua said vaguely: "You can be regarded as an insider, so you don't have to worry about it."

He said, clapping his hands: "Take advantage of this time, let's practice the scene from yesterday again."

Yao Bianliang was reading the script at this time, and only then came to his senses when he heard Director Hua's call.

She looked at Mu Taozhi, who was eager to try, and at He Yanning, who was full of confidence, with a somewhat gratified smile.

Very good, it seems that director Hua has explained all those scenes clearly.

Sure enough, she was right.

At the same time, the barrage in the live broadcast room also quickly spread.

[Wow, the lecture is over, are you finally going to start rehearsing? 】

[I feel like Mu Taozhi is very confident, this time it should be quite effective]

The three members of Group No. 6 rehearsed this scene many times yesterday, but the results were not satisfactory.

So today, they have to continue to practice this scene.

This is a scene where the hero and the villain are confronting each other. The three stand up in order, and Yao Bianliang, as the little policewoman, naturally follows behind He Yanning.

She stared straight ahead without squinting, trying to reduce her sense of existence.

Mu Taozhi sat on the opposite chair, lowering his head to adjust his emotions.

After Director Hua said "Start", Mu Taozhi raised his chin slightly.

At this moment, his whole aura changed.

He looked at the two policemen standing opposite him, and with a polite and alienated smile, he got up to meet them, but there was a flash of disdain in his long and narrow eyes.

"Hi, you two," Mu Taozhi smiled, "Please sit down, I'll ask the secretary to make you a cup of tea."

[Wow, Mu Taozhi's temperament this time is amazing! 】

[Is it my illusion? I think he acted more emotionally this time than before. 】

[Yes, Mu Tao played a pure villain before, with the words "I am a villain" written on his face.

But looking at it this way today, he has hidden his villain attributes even deeper. 】

As the dialogue progresses, the plot also unfolds layer by layer.

The two sides tested each other, and there were hidden mysteries in the conversation. Although it seemed peaceful on the surface, in fact, it was already full of swords and swords and undercurrents.

In particular, when the hero played by He Yanning discovered the villain's hidden mechanism, many people in the live broadcast room became nervous.

【Hiss, this plot is really ingenious. Although I have watched it several times, I still feel nervous when I watch it again now. 】

[Xiao He's state is really different today, the changes in his eyes, as well as his body language, are all staged! 】

[Yeah, give me the feeling that he has evolved from a man with facial paralysis to a cold man]

[I'm dying of laughter, is the man with facial paralysis in front serious? 】

Finally, He Yanning opened the mechanism, only to find that the bottom was empty.

Mu Taozhi stood up calmly and came over to explain, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes.

The police officer found nothing and could only say goodbye and leave.

This scene finally ended with the villain winning slightly.

After watching the whole performance, Director Hua was very satisfied: "Very good, everyone's performance is very good!"

Yao Bianliang also breathed a sigh of relief, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

That's great, the two unsatisfied pig teammates finally started to live up to their expectations.

This kind of scene with undercurrents is actually very difficult to act well.

If the performance is not obvious enough, it is easy to turn "undercurrent surging" into "ancient well without waves";

But if the acting is too much, it will not be called the undercurrent, but the torrent.

This time, the two have a good understanding of the role and played it just right.

All her hard work was not in vain!

On the other side, upon hearing Director Hua's praise, Mu Taozhi's eyes flashed with pride: "I've worked so hard, so the progress is not bad."

As he said, the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Now it seems that as long as you work hard, it's not too difficult to act well."

Yao Bianliang was quite satisfied at first, but the corner of his mouth twitched when he heard this.

This is not difficult?

If it wasn't for me trying to help you find a way, how could you make such easy and rapid progress.

This product is still too floating.

If you are complacent with a little achievement, how can you continue to improve and knock her out of the competition?

Yao Bianliang glanced at Mu Taozhi, and couldn't help but said: "You are indeed in a good state this time, but there are still traces of deliberate performance. Especially in terms of body language, it is not natural."

But Mu Taozhi didn't take it seriously: "Director Hua said that I acted well this time, but you still taught me a lesson?"

He pouted, and looked up and down Yao Bianliang suspiciously: "You are not jealous that my acting skills have improved too fast, so you are making sarcastic remarks?"

Yao Bianliang: "..."

Brother, if you have a brain disease, go and treat it.

Don't shy away from illness and avoid treatment!

Seeing that Yao Bianliang didn't speak, Mu Taozhi confirmed his guess more and more.

The corners of his lips curled up, as if he was confident: "Don't worry, if I work hard for a few more days, I will definitely perform better than you."

This is what Yao Bianliang likes to hear.

She nodded, and patted Mu Taozhi's shoulder encouragingly: "All right, then I'll wait."

The two little fresh meats have made great progress, but there is still a long way to go to surpass her.

Yao Bianliang thought, it's time to start her next plan.

———

That night, practice room.

Yao Bianliang sat at the table with an open notebook in front of him.

The paper lists the mistakes the two made during the performance and how they should be improved.

At this time, everyone in the whole building had already left, even He Yanning and Mu Taozhi left early.

In order to avoid revealing her secrets, she could only organize these contents while the two of them were away.

Under the dim light, Yao Bianliang sat alone at the table, the light cast on her body, casting a shadow.

These two days of working overtime, she not only has to worry about her role, but also to find a way for the two pig teammates, Mu Taozhi and He Yanning, it is inevitable that she is a little bit exhausted.

For example, tonight, she will list down the bad performances of the two of them today, and then make detailed comments for Director Hua to teach them tomorrow.

This is undoubtedly a huge workload for Yao Bianliang.

"The sentence in the third paragraph, the rhythm of Mu Taozhi's words is not right, it needs to be changed."

"In the ninth paragraph, the body movements here are not very good, and need to be revised."

"Although He Yanning has rewritten the fifth paragraph many times, his expression is still too rigid. He can imagine the scene after the death of his relatives, so he should be able to interpret this paragraph..."

After Yao Bianliang finished writing a few articles, he stopped, scanned the previous content again, and sorted out his thoughts.

Looking at the densely packed Chinese characters in front of her eyes, she couldn't help rubbing the center of her brows with a headache.

She felt that her energy was about to be seriously lacking.

…

At the same time, on the other side, Mu Taozhi and He Yanning went back and forth, walking towards the practice room.

"Oh, it's all because I'm not in good spirits at night, I forgot to take the key to the bedroom." Mu Taozhi complained in a low voice.

Unable to open the bedroom door, they had no choice but to go back the same way and come to get the key.

He Yanning didn't speak, but speeded up her pace sadly.

This evening, their precious sleep time will be reduced again.

The two walked all the way to the door, only to find that the lights in the practice room were still on.

"Yao Bianliang hasn't left yet?" Mu Taozhi was a little surprised.

The light was on in the room, Yao Bianliang seemed to be too tired, he was lying on the table in a light sleep,

In front of her is a thick notebook, full of notes she made.

Mu Taozhi gritted his teeth: "I thought she left at the same time as us, but I didn't expect that she was secretly rolling behind our backs!"

He Yanning looked at Yao Bianliang's back lying on the table, and frowned slightly: "It's already one o'clock in the morning. She goes to bed so late, can she survive?"

"Our acting skills have improved rapidly in the past few days, she must be in a hurry," Mu Taozhi said firmly, "Otherwise, how could she stay up late at night and still work hard here secretly?"

Mu Taozhi looked at Yao Bianliang's figure and clenched his hands slightly.

This Yao Bianliang really wanted to lower their vigilance, and then secretly worked hard to trample them down during the PK on the same stage.

He Yanning pondered for a moment, and felt that Mu Taozhi's conclusion was reasonable.

He couldn't help but have a toothache.

The contestant Yao Bianliang is really the hardest working actor he has ever seen, bar none!

He really didn't understand why this person always had infinite energy.

To be assigned to a group with this kind of person is really extraordinary.

"Maybe, she is researching ways to target us at the moment, trying to suppress the show so that we can't perform normally." Mu Taozhi thought for a while, then speculated.

He Yanning shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Okay, this has nothing to do with us. Let's get out as soon as we get the key."

It was already very late, both of them were a little tired, and just wanted to go back to the dormitory early to rest.

They didn't intend to wake up Yao Bianliang, they walked lightly and went straight to the key left in the room.

Perhaps out of curiosity, when passing by Yao Bianliang, Mu Taozhi turned his eyes slightly, and landed on the table in front of Yao Bianliang.

In the middle, lay a notebook full of words.

Is this what she was thinking about secretly?

Mu Taozhi muttered silently in his heart.

I have to say that Yao Bianliang wrote a good script. The handwriting is neat and neat, and the strokes are faintly sharp. Although there are many words, they don't look messy at all.

One corner of the book is slightly raised, and the paper is a bit messy, which is obviously the result of frequent flipping and writing.

Mu Taozhi just glanced casually. Under the dim light, the dense text is not very clear.

However, the key points marked with red pen are very conspicuous.

After seeing the above content clearly, his eyes suddenly focused, and his footsteps also stopped.

Wait, she wrote this...