I really can't act

Chapter 77

"What's so scary about Feng Dapao?"

Even if there is no such system, if you rely on your ability to eat, you don't need to be afraid of him.

Fang Yi, "Let me also add a scene, a close-up of the expression, the protagonist stays in the visiting room, before Feng Dapao came, he fell into contemplation of the past, with mental activities, his expression kept changing, grief, anger, regret , work hard..."

The field manager at the side looked at him in surprise, "Director Fang, is this going to be a bit difficult. I mean, it's too difficult."

"It's not difficult, just do it."

"What about Feng Dapao, his car is waiting, and the Bentley is speeding..."

"Let him continue to wait. I'll go out to pick him up later, but I won't appear in the picture so that he has a sense of substitution. Once he goes out and sees me, will he have a sense of substitution?"

After hearing the words, the field manager silently arranged.

Psychological one-man show - a scene in which actors often turn over, will be commented, "I'm embarrassed to pick my toes..."

We know that some actors cannot accurately convey the emotions of the characters, leaving the audience at a loss. For example, they mistake sadness for tears of joy, and mistaken for constipation if they can't hold it back. The one-man show is usually a long shot or close-up shot of several seconds or even tens of seconds.

During this period, the actors had no lines, and only used facial expressions to accurately convey emotions, and even let the audience in turn make up the psychological activities of the protagonist.

Every shot that is successful can be uploaded to the performance teaching material library, but generally speaking, we only think that this actor is inexplicably crazy.

The field manager came back and shouted, "Director Fang, the camera position is set up, look..."

"I'll come right away."

Fang Yi quickly sat in front of the camera. This machine will continue to shoot his face, without lines or editing.

"Equipped with the badge [Immersive], there are currently two chances, whether to use it immediately."

【Yes】

"[Immersive] LV1: You will experience the emotions of the character. Please train and upgrade to unlock more functions."

"Current level 1 [63/100]."

The red dot of the camera flashes.

——Mou Qizhong should be able to imagine that one day, he is not a professional businessman. In fact, he has nothing but ideals. It was like this at the beginning, and it was like this in the end, at least he thinks so.

Mou fell into the memory of the first half of his life.

When he came to the capital for the first time, he saw the skyscrapers that did not exist in his hometown. He felt the blood flowing in the body of this country. He stayed on his own floor and did not dare to go to other places. He looked up and observed, and his friend said:
"Mou Qizhong, which floor do you want to go to?"

Mou Qizhong said, "I don't want to go to any floor. Either let every floor be open to me; or I climb up and jump down."

"Aren't you afraid of being smashed to pieces?"

"I am afraid, but I am even more afraid of dying in the countryside. No one knows me."

Ambition.

As the memories continued, Mou Qizhong glanced at the camera.

A long time ago, when Feng Dapao and a group of Beijing circles came to Mou Qizhongla to invest and seek good luck, he was already very rich, starting with 300 yuan, and "Forbes" estimated that he might be on the list of the richest people in mainland China. No. 20 on the water, his personal wealth has accumulated to at least [-] billion yuan, and he has been published in newspapers many times. People regard him as the godfather of business and a waver of changing trends.

Two young directors, Feng Dapao and Zhang Jianya, drove to visit his mountain villa. Along the way, Mou Qizhong's subordinates kept pointing to one mountain after another and said: This is our land, and this is also our mountain.

Zhang Jianya drank too much tea and needed to go to the bathroom. Feng Dapao advised him to hold back and stop urinating on the boss's property.

Zhang Jianya had a bitter face, "How big is the boss's place?"

The car drove for 20 minutes.Stopping in front of a mountain pass, everyone came down to enjoy the scenery.

Zhang Jianya jumped out of the car, "This should not be the boss's place, I really can't help it."

After urinating and lifting his pants, Zhang Jianya asked, "Then is this the boss's place?"

The subordinate said, "It's still here."

Therefore, Feng Dapao complained that his friend was ashamed.

The subordinates told Mou Qizhong about the embarrassment of the two, and he was amused and laughed.

contented.

Mou sighed at the camera.

He began to believe that he could do anything and make money. He formed no less than dozens of companies and put forward all kinds of strange ideas. In Manzhouli, a hole in the Himalayas is going to be blasted.

The first was made, the second, almost, the third remained on paper, and the fourth was dismissed as nonsense.

In 94, the Writers Publishing House published a documentary literary work personally identified by Mou Qizhong himself, "Shanghai Giant", after revisions and supplements, it was published under the new title of "Mou Qizhong-The History of the Richest Man in Mainland China". At this time, he fame reached its peak.

However, just after this, his career began to take a sharp turn for the worse.

In 96, the satellite project had to be sold to the International Satellite Organization; in 97, the company was sued by the bank; in 98, the company received a civil ruling from the relevant high court and was investigated; in 99, Mou Qizhong was criminally detained.

In 2000, he was formally imprisoned to serve his sentence.

lost.

Mou looked directly at the camera, as if looking at someone outside.

Today is the day when the little director who made me laugh many years ago came to see me.He had almost forgotten the director's name, but amidst the cheers of his inmates, he was reminded that now the director was the big shot, and he was the old man in prison.

Mou Qizhong waited alone in the visiting room.

His mind seemed to return to the building he saw when he came to the capital.

There are all kinds of people inside, belonging to different layers of people.

Today's people, when they are assigned to the bottom floor, get a pre-determined bad life like he once came from the southwestern countryside, do they no longer look up to the sky, but learn to accept their fate and learn to deceive themselves:

The princes and generals upstairs are kind!
Don't look up.

This kind of deception has become self-comforting, paralyzing the ambition that should be there.

I want to climb up step by step, step by step.

I will make a comeback.

But, time is not waiting for me.

Mou Qizhong was facing the camera, as if it was a mirror that could illuminate his graying temples.

It is not the shackles that are bound by the hands, but the real shackles that are getting heavier and heavier are this white ah.

Difficult to appease.

——"Crack!"

Fang Yi was quite used to it this time, and stood up slowly, looking at the shot he had just taken.

The whole crew waited silently for him to speak.

Fang Yi read it again: ambition, self-satisfaction, loss, unsatisfactory.

Every emotion is expressed very clearly. He hasn't had time to study body language, micro-expressions, etc., but the current performance is undoubtedly far beyond Fang Yi's current level.

In fact, the so-called good actors are really remembered only by a few moving pictures, which may not add up to more than ten seconds.

"Pass!"

Fang Yi said in a deep voice.

Everyone in the crew looked at each other, then laughed, and applauded him in unison, being suppressed by Fang Yi.

"Make director Feng's scene again."

——Feng Dapao, sitting on his honorable Bentley Benz, and has turned around the road again and again, finally got the news, the assistant parked the car calmly in front of the camera, and there, Director Feng will show himself happy spring.

In Director Feng's heart, he has rehearsed this action countless times, and now he will record it in the camera forever.

The assistant got out of the car first, opened the door for Director Feng, and waited on him with a bow.

Director Feng stepped out of his distinguished Bentley Benz.

Here, there should be bgm.

I, Feng Dapao, am no longer the original me!I am the one who drives the Bentley Flying Spur!I have a billion box office!
Just took a leg.

chua!

There was a buzz in my head!I saw a younger version of the richest man, and the temperament is almost exactly the same as before, but the hard conditions such as appearance and figure far exceed.

The momentum far exceeds that of the past.

Director Feng's legs went limp.

The back leg also went limp.

Knees kissed the concrete floor sorely.

Fang Yi asked, "Did you shoot it?"

While helping him, "Director Feng, what's going on, don't add drama."

Director Feng looked up at him in a daze, as if he had returned to the age when he didn't even dare to urinate, so he could only smooth things over for himself.

"This is Feng's Comedy."

Fang Yi, "Oh, really... But Director Feng, why don't you get up first."

"immediately."

"Hey, why still can't get up? Come on, someone else will help Director Feng...Okay, get up now."

(End of this chapter)