Si Fuqing's Old Job, His Majesty's Visit (2)

Tang Haiqiu's hand trembled slightly, and his eyes sharpened, "Seriously?!"

As a director, he was well aware that there were various levels to an actor's skill.

An actor who could perfectly embody their role was considered to have high acting prowess.

After all, many actors nowadays could only portray superficial emotions, unable to differentiate between tears of joy and tears of sorrow.

But the remarkable veterans could draw their co-stars into the scene with just their gaze and emotional depth.

Mo Yishan took a large gulp of waterm "Absolutely true! That's why I hardly had to exert any effort throughout the process; I just followed her lead."

Tang Haiqiu glanced at the playback on the monitor, "No wonder."

He had noticed how smoothly the other, less experienced actors performed in scenes with Si Fuqing.

When Si Fuqing wasn't on set, he found himself calling for cuts over a dozen times.