Extracting skills from movies

Ma Yaolong excitedly wrote:
“And the special effects artists from the Lighthouse Country team hired by Du Sheng, with the dew of Hollywood and the morning breeze of Silicon Valley, taught us step by step how to make two-dimensional lines grow three-dimensional wings!”

He is most likely a student of literature and art, and his writings are full of classicism:

"In addition, partners who changed careers have returned one after another. The lights in the editing room late at night are once again connected like a galaxy, and even the sound of keyboard tapping carries a sense of mission.

This time, we are not trying to catch up with the neon cherry blossom rain, but to let the oriental ink dragon spit out a prairie fire on the screen! "

Ma Yaolong responded to the harsh noise on the Internet without hesitation:

“Some keyboard warriors criticized President Du for being arrogant. I would like to ask, they have built a safe haven for Oriental Animation with real money. What else have you built besides typing on keyboards?
Are you saying that Nicole Kidman is trying to gain popularity?
Does an Oscar-winning actress need to piggyback on the popularity of Eastern animation?
It would be better to say that the moon is jealous of the sun's brilliance!"

This warm text quickly ignited the public opinion field.

The official accounts of Miracle Animation and Oriental Animation Society were the first to repost the message, and the attached "breaking out of the cocoon" emoticon caused a huge stir in the industry.

The comments from netizens were as colorful as an overturned paint palette:

"Nicole Kidman was a past-life phoenix in Hollywood, but when she came to the East to make money, she became a reborn Vermillion Bird. Some people have been kneeling for so long that even their aesthetic sense is lacking!"

“You said Brother Sheng’s suggestion to buy a house was showing off?
The content is about how to get rich, but some people take it as a post to show off their wealth. I'm afraid this reading comprehension was taught by a physical education teacher!"

"Liu Yifei's eyes have the light of Dunhuang murals. I suggest keyboard warriors look in the mirror more often to see if there are only sour grapes in their pupils!"

"Isn't this a post about The Man from Nowhere? Why are all the discussions here about anime and Hollywood?"

"Some shady people are hiring trolls to stir up trouble again!"

The most amazing thing is that a programmer said:

“I used a crawler to analyze 76 reviews and found that % of the people who criticized Du Sheng had never bought a movie ticket.

On the other hand, he overspends on the food delivery platform every month. Is this probably the legendary spiritual shareholder?"

Ma Yaolong's words are like ripples caused by a stone thrown into the water, which elevated the debate on Eastern animation from a war of words to a declaration of breaking out of the cocoon.

When the professional counterfeiter shot arrows of doubt at Du Sheng's fans, he probably didn't expect that he was igniting a carnival for the entire Internet.

This 'truth fighter' wearing sunglasses did not give up in the face of abuse and made a resounding statement on the social platform:
"Some so-called fans are nothing more than repeaters wrapped in human skin, with IQs at the level of single-celled organisms. They can't even afford a snail shell in the real world, so they can only bark in the virtual world..."

This explosive declaration unexpectedly gave birth to a living fossil in the history of the Internet, a legendary post with over 200,000 followers.

Sheng fans were like chivalrous knights whose acupuncture points had been hit, and they exploded in an instant.

They all resorted to the trick of "spending money to prove their faith" and piled up RMB into a digital moat:

"I just bought eight Agile river view apartments in the CBD. The contract numbers are more auspicious than Du Sheng's box office numbers!"

(Attached: Nine-square grid of house purchase contract, red-headed document with gold edges)

“Although it’s not as luxurious as the one above, I’ve already bought a school district apartment. I’m waiting for it to appreciate in value so I can send a banner to Mr. Du!”

(The image is of a luxury model house, and the background sound is the sound of a money detector)

"The working class supports Du Sheng's five vinyl records with tears, and YY membership will be open until 2025!"

(Picture: A calloused hand tightly grasps the phone, and the screen glows green with a successful recharge)

"The electronics factory saved money for three months to screw screws and helped Brother Sheng's movie win the championship of the year!"

(Background: conveyor belt on the assembly line, stubborn eyes under the helmet)
This post, which originally criticized Du Sheng for being "arrogant and complacent", quickly evolved into a phenomenal spectacle.

The number of posts climbed at the speed of light, and the servers were gasping for breath under the high temperature.

According to statistics, in just a few days, tens of thousands of families suddenly acquired new real estate, and even major real estate developers sent banners to Du Sheng's studio overnight.

The most legendary case is that of a netizen who bought eight houses.

It was later revealed that this mysterious tycoon was the prince of a listed company. Ten years later, when housing prices skyrocketed, his house purchase contract was regarded as an "investment bible" by netizens, and even a financial channel came to do an exclusive interview.

The photos of real estate he took casually back then have now become the treasure of the City Memory Image Exhibition.

When rising stars such as "Jia Junpeng go home for dinner" tried to shake the status of the best post, the old netizens just sneered:

“Is your post as thick as the property certificate?”

This online incitement, which lasted for more than a week, eventually turned the "critical" posts into digital tombstones, engraved with the collective madness of a special era.

In any case, almost everyone agreed with Du Sheng's point of view.

This strong market appeal makes many businesses salivate.

Some big businesses tried to take action and began contacting Ye Jingzhi's secretary, hoping to discuss Du Sheng's endorsement fees.

Even if we can't invite him, we can invite Girls' Generation.

Wang Jinhua's secretary is also very busy, answering several calls from major brands every day.

While sorting out these inquiries, she was considering whether to report the matter to Du Sheng.

The verbal battle on the Internet did not reach Du Sheng's ears for the time being.

After he joined the crew, he has always been filming wholeheartedly.

The filming location of "The Man from Nowhere" in Bay City is the Moss District.

The crew went to Bay City to film a movie, not to risk their lives, and they definitely wouldn't be shooting with real guns.

As a relatively developed city in Asia, Bay City has relatively superior public security, transportation and various conditions.

Of course, it’s just a little better, there is no shortage of crises.

The most crucial fighting scenes in the plot of "The Man from Nowhere" are the fights against gangs of gangsters who manufacture drugs and sell official documents.

These have prototypes in reality and cannot be dealt with perfunctorily.

In order to act secretly, criminal gangs usually do not choose to operate in downtown areas, but hide their dens in slums.

Therefore, most of the time when filming in Bay City, we choose to go to backward areas where black clouds breed.

Those dangerous factors lurking in the shadows are still roaming through the old streets and alleys like undercurrents.

The Black Wolf Nest never likes the hustle and bustle under the neon lights, but prefers the dark corners forgotten by the times such as Wanhua and Dalongdong in the Taihe District.

As well as the gray areas formed by the waves of immigration to Xinzhuang and Sanchong.

Du Sheng looked at the flashing red lights of sirens outside the hotel window, as if he saw the overlapping shadows of a double world.

The diamonds in the luxury goods windows and the syringes in the dark alleys of the slums are like the two sides of a coin, reflecting an absurd cold light under the moonlight.

“The shadow of so-called civilized society is often darker than we imagine.”

Du Sheng stroked the blurred words on the script, and He Guohua's instructions echoed in his ears.

The producer stationed at Wancheng with Mai Shaohui and other vanguard troops several days in advance, weaving a tight network for the safety of the hundreds of crew members.

Now that the entire floor of the hotel has been booked, it seems like a temporary fortress has been built for these players who have entered the dangerous area.

During the safety training class, the warnings from the invited experts were like cold rain knocking on the window:
"The gunfire in Xinzhuang District is sometimes more intense than the fireworks on New Year's Eve, and the 'insects' there can cover the entire street..."

Liu Yifei looked at the crime data jumping on the projection screen, and cold sweat oozed out of the back of her neck.

Jia Jingwen was born and raised here, and she knew very well that the black gangsters attacking the police station with guns were not joking.

Du Sheng didn't feel anything about this.

After all, he had played that kind of 'cat and mouse' game in North America a long time ago.

In addition, this temporarily formed security team includes both his own strong bodyguards and active troops armed with live ammunition, which can be regarded as a double armor for the crew.

The black clouds here haven't been completely cleared yet, so it's better to be cautious.

After the safety class, Wang Yingxiang, the boss of Wancheng Xianglong Film, enthusiastically took Du Sheng to meet the Wancheng actors he had carefully selected.

These actors had already known Du Sheng's name, and they were extremely excited when they saw him in person.

“These are the best players I have carefully selected.”

Wang Yingxiang introduced as he walked: "Every role must be worthy of the level of our play."

Du Sheng shook hands with the actors one by one and found that everyone was looking forward to this collaboration.

The figure of one of the policemen in a neat uniform caught Du Sheng's attention.

"This is Chen Zhipeng."

Wang Yingxiang introduced with a smile:

"He is a member of the 'Little Tigers' in Taiwan. He has often participated in evening parties in the mainland in recent years and is very familiar with us.

I think it is particularly suitable for him to play the police chief this time."

Du Sheng looked at Chen Zhipeng carefully.

After joining the army, this "Little Tigers" member slowly lost his idol halo, and his eyes were filled with the sharpness unique to the Bay City police force, which perfectly matched the image of the sheriff who hates evil in the script.

What’s even more interesting is that the supporting characters around him, all of them have the smoky air of the city life, as if they were living specimens dug directly out of the damp alleys of the mossy district.

Chen Zhipeng said sincerely:
"It is my honor to work with Producer Du. I will definitely play the role well."

Du Sheng was not listed as the director this time, but was the producer representing Star Media.

In addition to Chen Zhipeng, there were more than a dozen gangster characters on the scene.

These actors are all locals personally selected by Wang Yingxiang, and each of them has a bit of ruthlessness.

Du Sheng saw it and nodded secretly in his heart.

“These actors are very experienced.”

Wang Yingxiang continued to introduce:
"Especially those who play the black gangsters, they are all locals of Bay City, and even the tone of their speech carries the authentic underworld style."

Du Sheng smiled and patted Wang Yingxiang on the shoulder:

"Mr. Wang, your casting this time really didn't disappoint."

Wang Yingxiang laughed:
"This is what we should do. After all, we want to make a good movie."

Looking at this group of motivated actors in front of him, Du Sheng felt more confident about the success of this film.

He knew that good actors were half of the success, and these locals in front of him would definitely add a lot of color to the movie.

"We have to rehearse well next time."

Du Sheng said to everyone:

"For this film to feel realistic, we had to get every detail right."

The actors responded in unison and the atmosphere was lively.

The afternoon instructional course had just ended and before everyone had time to catch their breath, they rushed to take the final photos.

The schedule seemed to be fast-forwarded, and I didn't even have time to drink a sip of water.

Du Sheng looked in the mirror and picked up the makeup brush.

He is well aware of the "characteristics" of his skin, as he has been practicing boxing for many years, and the body-tempering effects of "Dragon Elephant" and "Nine Yang", his skin can never be tanned, and he can never achieve the dark and tough guy look like in the movies.

"Hey, Ah Sheng, this trick of yours won't work!"

Mai Shaohui stepped forward quickly and held Du Sheng's hand:
"Your skin is already very real. If you paint it darker, it will look unnatural."

Du Sheng stopped and turned to look at Mai Shaohui:

"But the role requires the feeling of being on missions outside all year round."

"Your skin is the best reflection of it."

Mai Shaohui explained with a smile:

"If you don't believe me, look in the mirror."

Du Sheng looked in the mirror and had to admit that Mai Shaohui was right.

His tanned face and determined eyes do appear more real than if it were deliberately blackened.

"This skin color saves the makeup artist a lot of work."

A professional look flashed behind Mai Shaohui's glasses, and he tapped Du Sheng's wheat-colored neck with his fingers:
“The sense of reality we want is not as simple as making the props look old.”

As he spoke, the stylist was applying two shades of foundation darker than usual on the lead actor's face.

Du Sheng was born with a stratum corneum that was like bulletproof glass. Even when the army was training and three layers of skin were peeled off by the sun, only a light brown color like dusk remained.

"Why not add a setting to the character?"

Mai Shaohui pulled out a page from the script and highlighted the key points:

"A genetically modified soldier from the special forces, immune to ultraviolet rays!"

This teasing remark caused a burst of knowing laughter in the dressing room.

Du Sheng looked at herself in the mirror without makeup and suddenly felt that the director's idea was more to her liking than rouge.

In the end, he only used hairspray to fix the shape, and the cold light reflected by the epaulettes of his combat uniform naturally became the best filter.

As soon as the spotlight in front of the camera dimmed, Jia Jingwen, who had just finished putting on makeup, was seen pulling Liu Yifei's sleeve and biting her ear.

The two girls stopped Du Sheng with a glance and surrounded him into the temporary studio.

Jia Jingwen stood on tiptoe holding a Polaroid camera, and her hair brushed past Du Sheng's ears, bringing with it a citrus scent:

"Ah Sheng, do you want to try the side profile kill?"

Liu Yifei adjusted the angle of the reflector tacitly, and the silhouettes of the three people were frozen in the twilight into a time specimen on the film.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the crew members finally ended their busy day and returned to their rooms.

Du Sheng's room is a high-quality suite in the hotel. According to his request, the master bedroom has a two-meter-wide bed, while the second bedroom is filled with various books and materials.

Because he has been practicing Bajiquan for many years, Du Sheng has a very regular schedule.
In addition to his usual habit of going to bed early and getting up early, the problem of him not being able to adapt to a different place did not exist at all.

He lay down on the bed and soon fell asleep, sleeping for a full five hours.

At five o'clock in the morning, Du Sheng woke up on time, washed up simply, and went to the backyard to start morning exercises.

He first performed a set of military boxing, combining both hard and soft movements, each one revealing the military's efficiency.

This is to adapt to the new role. After all, he is a special forces soldier and he cannot not know the basic routines.

Then he reviewed Bajiquan. His movements were so powerful and aggressive that the young monks passing by were stunned.

When returning to the crew, Du Sheng found that everyone was not in a good state.

Many people were yawning and looked tired.

Jia Jingwen was taking a nap beside Liu Yifei, looking very sleepy.

"You don't have much to do today, what are you doing here so early in the morning?"

Du Sheng walked over and asked, looking at Jia Jingwen's sleepy look.

"I haven't made a movie in several years. I need to familiarize myself with it!"

When Jia Jingwen heard Du Sheng's voice, she immediately became alert:

“And I have to study what it’s like to be held captive so I can let you examine it.

I only slept for two hours last night and couldn’t fall asleep again.”

………(End of chapter)