Li Qingqing slightly Zheng, on her eyes, always feel there is a touch of unspeakable irony.
"Zhou Youwei..." When the secretary came out, he read a name.
Su xiangwanxin chassis calculated fast, so it seems that it is not far from himself.
Sure enough, more than 20 minutes later, the secretary read out a name again: "Su Xiangwan preparation."
Su Xiangwan converged and walked slowly into the interview room.
The room is very big. There are several interviewers sitting in the front of the room. She glances at them and almost immediately matches the people Yang Shuo just said.
But in fact, I have to say that Li Qingqing is a bit blindly optimistic and naive.
This circle is not so clean, but it is not everyone who wants to be a rule maker.
Only to say that in front of these five people, which has not seen the big wind and waves, how can it be easily pinched.
Su Xiangwan stands by and waits. At this meeting, Zhou Youwei has already changed a set of nude color long skirt to come out. Seeing her for a moment, she is stunned for a moment. Then she takes back her eyes and goes to a scene built in advance. The
scene is actually very simple. It is a dressing table. There are several light yellow beams on the top. There are several Y brand lipsticks and perfume on the dressing table, and a string of pearls. A photographer takes a camera and so on.
Zhou Youwei walks up to him, nods to him, and signals to start.
Then, elegant piano music flowed out, setting off the atmosphere of the whole room.
In the room, the light is very dark, there is a sense of ancient tranquility, a few simple arrangements, inexplicable charm.
Su Xiangwan's eyes swept over several interviewers, and the middle one was Mr. Y's grandson. Different from William's wanton, he was a rare effort and was deeply trusted and loved by Mr. y.
The man is in his thirties, holding a pen in his hand. His eyes fall on Zhou Youwei, especially seriously.
On his left is an old man with silver hair, wearing glasses and casual clothes, with his hands in his arms, leaning against the back of his chair, with his eyes smeared and examined.
On the right is a large wavy woman with curly hair, less than 40 years old, with her chin in one hand and sharp eyes.
On the other side are two men. One should be a young designer in his twenties, and the other, who is about forty, is regular and has a little beer belly.
Taking back her sight, Su Xiangwan's eyes fall on Zhou Youwei again.
I didn't expect that there would be a trial shooting in such a short interview time. Since Zhou Youwei was able to obtain the identity of regional spokesperson in Asia in her previous life, her performance must be extraordinary different.
Su Xiangwan stood quietly in the corner, but began to take a serious look at the woman.
She entered the state very quickly, first back on the dresser, hands on it, put a pose to the camera.
Su's eyes narrowed at night, and her eyes were dignified.
In fact, Zhou Youwei's actions are not so bold, but the expression on her face is very advanced.
These blockbusters are actually taboo to exaggerated expressions.
It often requires your emotions to be outstretched, but your expression should be restrained enough.
To put it bluntly, it is necessary to let others see your emotions, but you have to have a little so-called indifference and disdain in your expression, which is the most important thing in these super luxury brands.
Because in this circle, their existence itself is superior to others, so films often require more texture.
At the moment, Zhou Youwei's performance is very good.