"Script kill!"

Ling Hu, who was resting backstage, happened to walk into Moonlight Girl's room. When he heard Zhou Yiyang personally announced the official announcement, he showed an extremely surprised expression on his face.

"Is this your proposal?" Ling Hu glanced at the four girls standing in front of him. His senses were quite keen.

"How did you guess that?" Tang Yue was stunned for a second. She really didn't know where they went wrong.

"Because Brother Yang rarely plays this kind of thing," Ling Hu stretched his waist: "Brother Yang's life is mainly about making money, how can he have the leisure and leisure to play some script killing!"

"That's true," Lin Xuan'er said with admiration. It seemed to be seen from her expression that Lin Xuan'er actually hoped that she could become someone like Zhou Yiyang. "If it were me, I would earn so much.

Money, maybe I'll be fine. I should learn from Brother Yang."

"Ah!" Su Yin gently shook Lin Xuan'er's shoulders with her hand, and said with a smile: "Xuan'er, you are already very curled, we don't need to continue curling, okay?"

Lin Xuan'er burst into laughter. She glanced at Su Yin beside her and couldn't help but say:

"How can you say that? What I have done is obviously not enough. I want to learn from Brother Yang!"

At this time, Ling Hu saw that their topic had gone too far, so he could only look at Wang Xingrui and asked in a low voice:

"By the way, since it's a script killing, the most important thing must be the script. Are you going to buy the script directly then?"

Wang Xingrui shook her head, feeling that Ling Hu had narrowed her path.

"What do you think, when you asked this question, didn't you deeply reflect on how much you look down on us, Mr. Zhou, by what you said now?"

Ling Hu himself laughed dryly and had to touch his face with his hand and said softly:

"Yes, I was wrong. How could I disrespect Mr. Zhou so much? I just thought that a busy man like Mr. Zhou might not have time to write a script! But I forgot, for a genius like Mr. Zhou

He said that the time it takes for him to write a script is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like us."

Zhou Yiyang happened to walk into the room at this time. He glanced at Ling Hu who was still flattering him and couldn't help but laugh:

"When did you become so vulgar and you secretly praise me here?"

Hearing Zhou Yiyang's words, Ling Hu's face was filled with confusion:

"No, Brother Yang! What I just said are all my true thoughts. So in this script killing, were all the scripts written by you alone?"

Zhou Yiyang, who was opposite, nodded, "For us, the script is not the most important thing."

After hearing Zhou Yiyang's words, Tang Yue and the others, like Ling Hu, turned their heads almost at the same time.

Even though they all believed in Zhou Yiyang's judgment without reason, his current words were a bit exaggerated.

"I mean, writing scripts is a very simple thing for me." Zhou Yiyang explained, quietly praising himself.

Although they were severely punished by Versailles, they had to admit that almost no one could refute Zhou Yiyang's words.

His talent was obvious to all, and they thought it was extremely unusual to hear such words from Zhou Yiyang.

"Okay," Lin Xuan'er shrugged and acknowledged Zhou Yiyang's statement: "Scripts are indeed not difficult for you, Brother Yang. So what is the most difficult thing?"

"Set the scene." Zhou Yiyang said seriously:

"The most important thing about script killing is the sense of immersion. Of course it is easy for you to immerse yourself in the script by yourself. But for the audience, it is very difficult."

"Especially because some actors' acting skills are not very good. Maybe in the eyes of these audiences, you are just playing house."

After hearing what Zhou Yiyang said, they thought about it very seriously and had to admit that Zhou Yiyang was right.

"So the setting must be good. If not, it should at least make the audience think that this is an exquisite movie, not a stage play for self-entertainment."

Several people laughed after hearing this. Wang Xingrui immediately gave a thumbs up to Zhou Yiyang:

"As expected of Brother Yang, we have never thought of what you are thinking of before. If we do this according to our ideas, there will definitely be many viewers who will not like it."

Su Yin walked up to Zhou Yiyang at this time, coughed lightly, and tried to speak to him in a normal tone:

"Brother Yang, um, what is the specific type of our script? Can you tell us a little bit about it?"

Zhou Yiyang raised the corners of his lips and smiled:

"Reveal it? Well, that's no problem."

"It should be the suspense type that the audience likes the most. I think you also like this kind of thing?"

Several people nodded and laughed.

"That's such a luxury!"

"Ah, Brother Yang, you still have three days, you must work hard."

"No." Zhou Yiyang shook his head: "For me, it only takes about one day. After all, I have to read the script to you in advance."

Only then did they remember that among the top six who advanced this time, except for themselves and Jin Xiuyu, almost none had acted.

Moreover, this time it is a suspenseful script killing, which is indeed a challenge for them.

If you want to perform well, you naturally need to read the script in advance.

At this time, everyone who advanced was not only happy, but also anxious.

Jin Xiuyu took a deep breath and said with some disbelief:

"I didn't expect it to be a script kill."

"Actually, it's an advantage for you." The manager said with a smile, "I remember you used to love playing this."

"Yeah, but I don't know if it's really a script or an act. If it's the former, it would be interesting."

She looked in the mirror, gently pursed her red lips, and smiled:

"I'm still looking forward to it."

The agent on the side also laughed:

"Then it must be the former! Otherwise it would be meaningless."

Ralph, who had almost advanced, could not laugh at all at this moment.

Script killing?

Even if he was asked to act, now he is asked to kill the script. How can his pig brain understand such a game!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. Could it be that he was going to die on a variety show?

Wen Yuan started to look up what script killing was with a look of joy on her face.

As an "older person", she has heard of script killing, but has never played it.
Chapter completed!