Director, Please Add More Scenes

When Shen Jing died, she was 47 years old. She had won Best Supporting Actor twice and Best Actor zero times. He always sits in the third row at award ceremonies, and when the camera rolls over, he is one of "those outstanding actors." When I open my eyes again, I am 22 years old. The assistant director threw the script over: New guy? Take a seat. He took it and looked down for three seconds. "In this scene, the male protagonist's reaction was wrong." The assistant director was stunned. The director poked his head out from behind the monitor: "What did you say?" Shen Jing pointed to the script. "Here, he should cry. But not in his face." "It's on the back of the head." Three hours later, the scene was reshot. The director took off his headphones: "Are you coming tomorrow?"