What the hell is Uncle Dong happy about letting you play the role of village committee member?

Chapter 259 Chapter Wrong
"Original? However, it should be a story that China has gathered the skills of many screenwriters to come up with. Even the actors' performance rhythm has been rehearsed many times in advance!"

"It seems that Hua was lucky this time. He bet on the right question and was able to advance so easily."

"It's hard to say how to advance. Don't forget, this guy from China is so proud and complacent, but he made a bet with the two players from Curry Country. Only the scores in the three parts must be the highest in the entire group to win and advance. "

"What a joke. Even if the script was prepared in advance and met the requirements of the competition, it wouldn't be so rampant!"

"In Chinese terms, it's like shooting yourself in the foot and seeking your own death!"

Although the audience in the seats from various countries were surprised by Ning Feng's unexpectedly wonderful performance,

But in an instant, he naturally thought that this was just a matter of Hua Guo betting on the topic in advance, and it happened to be successful.

After all, although the selection of topics for the competition over the years is random, countries still make a lot of preparations in advance.

Various topics and rehearsals are prepared for emergencies.

Naturally, the same is true for Hua Kingdom, but the original player should be Han Ling.

He was also the one who had made sufficient preparations in advance.

When Ning Feng airborne, Hua also handed over a large number of scripts prepared in advance into his hands.
But after watching it again and again, he realized that although it was exciting enough, there were very few that could become classics.

It still cannot change the current situation of China, which is reduced to last place.

So, he chose on-the-spot [original].

In Studio No. 10,

Ning Feng was in the kitchen, using the pan and the butt of the gun in his hand to smash everything in sight.

Then, panting, he moved further inside the house.

Passing by the corridor, several of the men squatting on one side of the corridor were so frightened that they all collapsed to the ground and got up hastily.

And when he walked to a part of the room, not far from the right side of his body, he found the man of the house who had been hiding by the window and leaning on the wall.

This is also the person we are looking for on this trip, the target person who has embezzled drugs.

Stan, played by Ning Feng,
Only then did he reveal a satisfied smile.

He turned around,
Through the plastic bead curtain, I looked vaguely at the terrified guy leaning against the wall on the opposite side.

Ning Feng originally held the gun with both hands,
At this moment, his right hand was released, waving in the air to the rhythm.

Hold your head high, as if you are enjoying music and immersed in the world of notes.

He waved his right hand wildly, and gradually, he even put down the gun in his hand.

He started waving his hands. At this moment, the entire apartment was a stage for music, and he was the only conductor on the stage!

Ning Feng waved his hands and walked to the plastic bead curtain, holding his palms together.

Push it forward, and then open it to both sides!

He opened the bead curtain, spread his arms and walked in with his head held high.

Very much like a performing artist.

"Absolutely amazing, this action design."

"I have a hunch that after watching this clip, some people will imitate this action of opening the curtain wherever they go."

"Others are just acting, but Ning Feng doesn't look like he's acting at all."

"Even those men were frightened half to death by his every move. Please beg the psychological shadow leaning against the wall." "Elegance, so elegant! I love this section so much. It combines the two opposites of bloody violence and elegance. The feeling, the living performance is here!”

"Speaking of which, did Ning Feng write the script this time? Was it jointly written by the domestic screenwriters who were responsible for preparations for the competition? Was this part of the performance all designed?"

At this moment, some of the Chinese viewers who were talking a lot on the Internet raised questions.

Similarly, being at the scene, where Hua Guo is sitting,
Even Han Ling, who was extremely worried just now, was shocked and stunned by Ning Feng's series of performance designs.
"This……"

After being stunned for a long time, Han Ling finally came back to his senses.
He quickly turned around and looked at Zheng Ming, hoping to get an answer from him.

However, at this moment, Zheng Ming turned around with the same confused expression and met Han Ling's eyes, looking at each other.

"Director Zheng, what's going on? You had such ruthless arrangements in advance. Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'm so worried that I'm about to have a heart attack."

"Ah?" Zheng Ming looked innocent at this moment.
"Arrangement? What arrangement?"

Now it was Han Ling's turn to be confused. He pointed to the direction of Studio 10, where Ning Feng was, and said seriously,

"Ning Feng's scene! Shouldn't the story script, character movements, and facial expressions have all been planned in advance?"

"Otherwise, how could you perform so smoothly right from the start?"

"Director Zheng, please don't lie to me. It's absolutely impossible for Ning Feng to achieve this effect without practicing in private for less than half a month."

"But it's also lucky. I didn't expect that the topic chosen in the first round of this conference was exactly the one we bet on! This time, we will definitely advance to the second round!"

Han Ling became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, and Zheng Ming who was listening to it felt very scared in his heart.

He quickly raised his hand to interrupt,

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. The more you talk about it, the more confused I become. What do you mean by answering questions and practicing in advance? How can this happen?"

"Didn't you meet Ning Feng at the cocktail party? From that time on, the prepared script materials were handed over to Ning Feng."

"It's all about planning. It's only three or four days until the start of the competition."

"Moreover, the script Ning Feng is acting now is not one of the ones prepared in advance at all!"

"Not to mention the action design!"

After hearing this, Han Ling blinked his eyes and sat on his seat. His brain seemed to freeze for a moment.

He knew every word Zheng Ming said, but how to connect them together was so difficult to understand!
"Director Zheng, are you kidding?"

"According to what you mean... from entering the studio to preparing to officially going on stage, within a few minutes before and after, Ning Feng had conceived the corresponding story outline, specific lines, performance method, and action design in advance??"

"Director Zheng, do you think I'm so easy to deceive?"

Han Ling refused to give up and tried to struggle.
But Zheng Ming sighed heavily and said in a very serious tone: "How could I have the time to joke with you?"

"it is true!"

"You should know that Ning Feng, like you, became famous at a young age, and he became famous more quickly and is quite confident in his abilities. After reading the scripts I sent him, he felt that they were almost boring and not interesting at all. look!"

"This can only be... improvised."

When Han Ling heard this, he sat on his seat and was stunned for a long time.
Looking not far away, in the direction of Studio 10, I don’t know how much time has passed.
Just now he spat out two words: "Holy crap!..."

However, the shock that Ning Feng brought to everyone was far from over.

In Studio No. 10, Ning Feng opened the plastic bead curtain with a ferocious smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)