Difficult... It is indeed difficult for an inexperienced layman like you to use your expression to interpret delicate emotions such as heartbeat. "
Lin Zhi sighed, "Fortunately, your appearance can make up for some of the shortcomings in acting, but your eyes are really lacking, and they are not even as expressive as ordinary people's emotions."
Jing Yingrong: "..."
Lin Zhi glanced at the silent mirror and sighed again: "I'll give you a close-up view of your face and try to weaken the proportion of the eyes. This is the only way to deal with it."
Jing Yingrong turned her face, and the side of her cheek that touched the ground was pressed out into a fleshy ball: "Thank you."
"Don't worry, you are not a special case," Lin Zhi waved her hand casually, "At least you can still get the expression on your face right, which has saved you a lot of effort. The people I met in the past couldn't even express their expressions and could teach them step by step. Those who can’t learn and whose appearance doesn’t fit the role are in trouble.”
At this point, she changed her subject: "I would venture to ask, have you ever had anyone you like? Anyone you have a crush on also counts."
Jing Yingrong: "Does it mean Su Qin's love for Chi Ye?"
Lin Zhi nodded.
Jing Yingrong: "No."
Lin Zhi: "Then do you have a favorite type? For example, gentle and considerate, enthusiastic and proactive, or outstanding in appearance and advanced in cultivation?"
Jing Yingrong thought for a while and said, "I don't know."
Lin Zhi was not surprised and gave up her last struggle: "It seems that I can't ask you to show your emotions anymore. Just open your eyes wider and keep an eye on Chi Ye."
"good."
"Then let's continue..."
Before Lin Zhi finished speaking, a Shijuefu disciple flew over in a panic and said: "Senior Sister Lin, Senior Sister Lin, Senior Brother Wang's group is in trouble, and Senior Brother Wang can't solve it, so I asked you to come over."
Lin Zhi frowned and said, "Wang Yikun? What trouble happened? Why can't he solve it? Could it be that Shi Ya lost her temper again?"
The disciple said awkwardly: "Yes, it's Senior Sister Shi Ya. Senior Sister Shi had a quarrel with other people in the same group. If Senior Brother Wang hadn't stopped him, he might have taken action. Senior Brother Wang doesn't want to make trouble with the elders, so I want to invite you." help."
Lin Zhi looked unhappy: "Shi Ya has lost her temper once or twice. It may not be useful to ask me to go. Doesn't he understand?"
"Because this time has something to do with Senior Brother He, Senior Brother Wang said that you and Senior Brother He are relatively familiar, and it is inconvenient for him to go to Senior Brother He..."
"Why is it related to Fatty He again?" Lin Zhi asked.
The disciple replied: "For some unknown reason, Senior Brother He suddenly decided to personally do the makeup for Gu Sen, Ji Fangchun, Xiao Qin, Tu Qiurou and Pan Ge. These people are all in the same group as Senior Sister Shi and are playing the roles The character also had many scenes and interactions with Senior Sister Shi's character. Senior Sister Shi was very angry and said that the makeup that Senior Brother He gave them was too good and compared her with her. As they talked, they started to quarrel."
"..."
Lin Zhi held her forehead, as if she had a headache.
"You're really good at looking for trouble," she gritted her teeth, not knowing who she was talking about. "Don't look at how busy I am here."
She looked at Jing Yingrong, then at the disciple who looked anxious and worried, sighed heavily, and said, "Fellow Taoist Jing, please wait for me for a while. I'll be back soon."
Jing Yingrong nodded: "Yes."
Lin Zhi left with the disciple.
Jing Yingrong was still lying on her stomach, and the rock beneath her body was burned by the scorching sun, but it had no effect on her.
She stretched out her fingers and crushed the brightly colored gravel, then held her cheeks in her hands and looked quietly at the people who were still busy on the opposite hillside.
The venue needed for this plot, "Lian Fengyan", has been almost laid out. If you only look at that area on the slope, you won't be able to tell that this is the Xiacai Fairy Screen. The production of the iron-headed centipede is also coming to an end. The puppeteers are making final adjustments, and the array masters and talisman masters are working together.
She said in the sea of consciousness: "I am not good at this skill."
Ji Jie Bi: "Well, I can see that it's really difficult for you."
Ji Sha Jian hummed and said: "If you don't feel happy, just leave."
Jing Yingrong: "I'm not unhappy." After a pause, he added: "I want to complete this matter."
"After all, it is a rare experience," Jijie Bi said with a smile, "There are not many things in the world that you can say are 'very difficult'."
Ji Sha Jian: "I think there are quite a lot."
Jing Yingrong: "Huh?"
Ji Sha Sword: "Try telling a lie."
Jing Yingrong: "..."
Before Ji Shajian started to feel proud, he heard Jing Yingrong say: "But it's easy to beat you."
Ji Sha Sword: "..."
Jiyanzhu: "Ah, the Mirror Society is threatening!"
Ji Jie Bi smiled and said: "Who made you two fool around before?"
"...You can learn such messy things very quickly..." Ji Shajian muttered in a low voice.
Jing Yingrong: "I can hear it."
"..."
Lin Zhi came back after a while, as she promised.
Jing Yingrong didn't ask her how the matter was handled, but judging from her expression, it was probably resolved.
Due to limited time, Lin Zhi accelerated the pace of the guidance, and the whole person was in a hurry. Fortunately, for Jing Yingrong, except for the eyesight problem that could not be improved, there were no big obstacles in other aspects.
"Senior Sister Lin, Senior Sister Lin, everything is set up over there, when do we start?"
A disciple rushed over from the opposite hillside and said to Lin Zhi while looking through the scope.
Lin Zhi: "It will start in a quarter of an hour. Get everyone in place immediately. Remember to call the recorder."
"yes!"
He ran back to the person again. Lin Zhi turned to the mirror and said, "Let's go, don't be nervous, do everything as I teach you."
"Um."
The two returned to the foot of the hillside. Lin Zhi called the disciples who controlled the shadow-tracing stone together and gave them serious instructions. Jing Yingrong focused on the completed iron-headed centipede puppet.
The iron-headed centipede, which is more than ten feet long, stands up with the front half of its body. The carapace on its head is glowing with a green-black luster. Its two thick tentacles are trembling endlessly. Its jaws are opening and closing, and a trace of crystal liquid hangs down from the tips of its teeth. I don't know whether it is saliva or saliva. venom.
It wanders around the field with hundreds of pairs of legs that are extremely nimble. If it weren't for the strange aura, it would be extremely difficult to tell that it was just a puppet.
Following Lin Zhi's command, the puppeteer who controlled the iron-headed centipede made it swim to the predetermined position. The iron-headed centipede leaned forward, opened its jaws and teeth, and assumed an attack posture.
Jing Yingrong flew in front of the iron-headed centipede, and the distance between them was exactly the distance between Jing Yingrong and the ball.
Everyone was ready. A disciple next to Lin Zhi received a signal from her and a pair of metal short sticks appeared in his hands.
The two short sticks crossed and hit each other, making a strange, loud and short sound.
The iron-headed centipede suddenly bites the mirror Ying Rong.
