Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 126 Senior, you don’t want my mom to know, right? (6K)

"Jie Cheng, am I doing this right?"

"Sister, you can't just touch it, you have to stroke it. That's right, stroke it like this, and show obvious ups and downs through the pajamas."

"Jie Cheng, what should I do now?"

“Use body language flexibly, but don’t just follow your instincts. Art comes from life, but art is higher than life.”

"You are an actor. You should control it, use it, transform it, and focus on the details to highlight it!"

"For example, the straight posture and stiff curling, these movements are artistic and exaggerated."

“In order to make it convincing to the audience, our movements cannot be preset, but should be performed naturally without rules.”

"Sister, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand! Jiecheng, your explanation is really good!"

As she spoke, Weng Hong leaned down.

The director talks about putting your heart into it, and as an actor you should commit yourself wholeheartedly.

"ah!"

“So energetic!”

Weng Hong opened her eyes wide,

No, the complete description should be:
Blowing beard and glaring!
Weng Hong originally planned to finish listening to the play and leave that night.

Unexpectedly, the director's explanation was so detailed, detailed and easy to understand.

Exhausted both physically and mentally, I had no choice but to wait until early the next morning before returning to my room.

As a Hong Kong actress, there is no unusual expression on Weng Hong's face, which makes her look particularly natural.

On the set, there are many couples who fall in love during filming.

The "high and mighty" entertainment industry is nothing more than a group of ordinary people whose desires have been magnified and whose restraint has been reduced.

Director Zhen has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he has a strong build. His talent is obvious to all.

Add to that his much-praised hobbies!

For the 30-something Weng Hong, it was like a dish of delicious food with an alluring aroma.

Li Zi can eat it, but I can’t?
I can eat it, but I can’t eat it without the juice!

Thinking of this, Weng Hong was in high spirits.

Whenever I think of the rain scene that day, Guan Zhilin was holding an umbrella and getting drenched by the rain, but director Zhen didn't even pay any attention to her.

Weng Hong felt indescribably happy and proud!

So with a good mood, Weng Hong devoted herself to the filming on the set with full energy.

By the evening, when it was time to shoot the large-scale scenes with Wu Zhengyu, Weng Hong, who had made up for her lessons, was in top form!
"Zhengyu, move your fingers a little wider."

"Bend your knuckles a little, halfway through your pajamas. That way you can clearly show the range of motion in the camera."

Wu Zhengyu: ⊙ω⊙
and many more!

You are a woman, shouldn't you be ashamed to express yourself?

How do you start teaching me how to do things?

"Zhengyu, be more unrestrained!"

"You're already in your forties! In the play, we've been married for almost twenty years, and we've already entered the stage of fatigue, emmm, exhaustion."

"Plus your lines: 'Does this smell sound like it's in the back seat of a car?', 'Is the inner cabinet found in the back seat of the car still there?'"

"You are actually seeking a different kind of role-playing to stimulate yourself who is unable to cope with the situation, and you are also stimulating the three people hiding under the table!"

"Because the smell belongs to the poor father, and the inner bag was taken off by the poor daughter on purpose to frame the original driver so that her father could take over."

"The more involved you are in your role, the more humiliating it is for them, and the stronger the irony created!"

Wu Zhengyu: (｀д′)
and many more!

I am the Golden Donkey Award winner!

Who is the talented actor?
Emmm, wait a minute!
I'm in my forties?
Tired? Overwhelmed?

You're probably talking about a play, right?

You better be talking about drama!
"Pass!"

When the loud speaker finally sounded "through", the large-scale scene that had been reshot fourteen times was finally over.

Wu Zhengyu breathed a sigh of relief!

There is no sense of fragrance or pleasure.

On the contrary, it was pure torture.

Looking at Liang Jiahui who came forward to provide psychological counseling and comfort, Wu Zhengyu asked wearily:

"Brother Jiahui, what was it like when you were filming Director Wang's movie?"

"You don't want to know!" The smile on Liang Jiahui's face immediately froze.

"Probably?" Wu Zhengyu asked.

"Probably. Just multiply these fourteen times a few times! And there was no explanation during the whole process. You just had to comprehend the 'feeling' on your own."

After a pause, Liang Jiahui raised his head.

"Do you know what the happiest thing was every day when we were filming Ashes of Time?"

"What is it?" Wu Zhengyu leaned over and asked curiously.

"It was unbearably hot in the desert during the day and freezing cold at night. So Guo Rong buried watermelons at night and dug out the cool watermelons at noon the next day."

"Me, Liang Chaowei, Zhang Manyu, Lin Qingxia, Liu Jialing, Zhang Xueyou, and Wang Zuxian at first, and then Yang Caini. The happiest thing for a large group of people every day was to accompany Guorong to dig sand and bury watermelons at night. The next day at noon, we would dig around in the sand dunes to look for watermelons, just like playing hide-and-seek!"

As he said this, he turned to look at Wu Zhengyu.

"How is it? Do you feel that filming Director Zhen's scenes is really fun, enjoyable, and comfortable?"

"Please don't compare it with previous dramas. The quality is not even on the same level!"

Whenever Wu Zhengyu thought of the scene Liang Jiahui described, he couldn't help but tremble with fear. So he looked at Zhen Jiecheng with a softer gaze and nodded vigorously.

"Well, Brother Jiahui, you are right!"

“It was only fourteen takes!”

"pretty good!"

"Not much at all!"

Liang Jiahui's enjoyment is not just talk.

When the reshoot of the family of three hiding under the table began, the strength and state of this double winner of the Golden Donkey and Golden Statue Awards showed to the other actors on the scene:
What the fuck is this gap.

What the fuck, the real movie emperor is called fuck!

In Li Pingbin's zoomed-in shot, when the male host said that there was a smell of the driver on the sofa.

Liang Jiahui's expression remained unchanged, except for his eyelashes trembling a few times.

He slowly pinched the collar, pulled it to his nose, and took a gentle sniff.

But he did not pull it back slowly, but instead his hand loosened and it bounced back quickly due to the collar.

The next second, close your eyes.

In the side shot, Liang Jiahui pursed his lips slightly, with his chin showing a clear upward trend.

Wait until the table is removed and then take a frontal shot.

His eyes were clearly closed and his body was clearly not moving.

It only uses a series of micro-expressions that are impossible to detect without careful observation, including the eyelids, eyelashes, corners of the mouth, and even the movement of the eyeballs covered by the eyelids.

The film vividly portrays the complex emotions of a greasy middle-aged man's forbearance, shame, and humility, as well as the embarrassment, shame, and loneliness of a father who accompanies his children to lie under the table and listen to the bed!
"Pass!"

After Zhen Jiecheng returned to the monitor, he quickly picked up the loudspeaker and gave a thumbs-up.

"Brother Jiahui, you acted well!"

"Director Zhen, thank you for the compliment." Liang Jiahui waved his hand.

"No, no, no, I'm not flattering you. Good is good!" Zhen Jiecheng shook his head.

"Skill is revealed in subtle details, and the slightest improvement can determine the outcome."

"It's not only the scenes with emotional outbursts that can show good acting skills. It's not only... Sissi, where are your eyes looking? I'm talking to you! Listen carefully!"

"come here!"

"Look, look!"

"I'll copy this footage for you later, with 3,000 words of analysis, 2,000 words of reflections, 1,000 words of extensions, and 500 words of conclusions."

"Add a 250-word self-analysis at the end, is that ok?"

"Ah?" Liu Yife widened her eyes.

"Ah what? Auntie, you supervise!"

As he said this, he turned to Liang Jiahui again and smiled again.
"Brother Jiahui, you acted really well!"

Seeing Li Pingbin's gaze also looking at him, he quickly added,
"Teacher Li, the photos are great!"

Hearing this, Li Pingbin was stunned.

Zhen Jiecheng thought that Li Pingbin felt that the treatment was not enough and unfair, so he also gave him a thumbs up.

In Li Pingbin's eyes, the perfunctory attitude was obvious!
Especially when everyone's eyes were focused on him, Li Pingbin's old face became hot with irritation!
Gan!
Why didn't you praise me when I was shooting complicated shots that required a lot of attention to detail?
Although I am just a tool to execute your ideas, at least I executed them, right?
But now?

What kind of difficulty is this? You can even take a photo with a dog!
Is this also a compliment?
Can you even boast about this?

Then what’s the difference between me and an unprofessional dog?
Thinking of this, Li Pingbin frowned and glared at Zhen Jiecheng fiercely.

"Humph!"

He put his hands behind his back and strode away.

Anyway, today's scenes have been filmed, so there is no need for Zhen Jiecheng to call for the stall to be packed up, and it can't be considered as absenteeism.

Li Pingbin decided that when he went back to find the young girl to comfort himself, all the bills would be paid with the public account.

Li Pingbin is really wronged!

Since "Parasite" does not test the acting skills of the actors, the roles that require acting skills are played by Liang Jiahui and others, who are fully capable of handling them. In addition to this large-scale scene, the previous NGs were mainly due to the imbalance of the composition caused by the actors' standing positions.

Therefore, most of the burden of "Parasite" falls on the shoulders of cinematographer Li Pingbin!

Taking more photos is equivalent to admitting that you are not good at it, and taking fewer photos is equivalent to helping this guy save money.

If the photo is good, I am a copy of Xu Jinglei. If the photo is bad, I am really Xu Jinglei.

By North!

Is there anything wrong with me enjoying some of the money I saved for film?

Li Pingbin is justified!
As time goes by, the crew continues to work together and the shooting progress becomes smoother.

But no matter how smooth it is, one cannot ignore Zhen Jiecheng's abnormal control of details and the composition that is so precise that it is outrageous.

As well as carefully designed lines, plots, and even props that interact with each other.

It turns out that movies can be shot like this!
It turns out that movies can still be made like this!
The Hong Kong actors who have experienced the era of shoddy production were instilled with a little shock by Zhen Jiecheng!

For example, when filming the scene where the rich people camp out and the poor people take over their homes and start enjoying life.

First, the mother watched the host and his family leave with a dignified posture, and then the camera turned to show the mother lying on the sofa in the living room.

The indecent sleeping posture looks particularly ugly under Li Pingbin's lens. Then the mother stands up, revealing the father lying behind her, which corresponds to what Wu Zhengyu said in the large-scale scene: "smells like a driver."

The son, played by Zhen Jiecheng, lies on the lawn reading his "girlfriend's" pornographic diary. The sunlight blocked by the eaves forms a dark and clear dividing line on the lawn.

Together with the glass connecting line of the floor-to-ceiling window, the two lines form a "cross"!

Zhen Jiecheng's lying posture and position are all very particular!
In the evening, the family played in the yard. At night, the family enjoyed a big meal in the living room. From beginning to end, the order of the characters in the camera is arranged according to the order of employment!

It was not until this moment that everyone understood why when Zhen Jiecheng was filming looking through his "girlfriend's" diary, he passed by the blue cover, white cover, and purple cover, but only chose the diary with a yellow cover.

"Because the living room is decorated in luxurious warm colors, in order to unify the colors, we must choose a diary with a yellow cover. Only in this way it won't appear abrupt." Zhen Jiecheng explained.

Not only that, the back shot of Li Pingbin allowed everyone to face the wide floor-to-ceiling windows.

So the picture presented in the camera is: the warm tones inside the house are squeezed out by the cold tones represented by the night outside the window and the sudden rain!

Warmth is wealth, coldness is poverty!
The poor family’s surname is Fu, which sounds like “rich” in Chinese!

The rich family’s surname is Han, which sounds like “Han” in Chinese which means poor!

Details and metaphors are everywhere.

Some are understandable, some are ambiguous, and for some I can understand the pronunciation of the words but have no idea how they fit together.

For example, now, during a break in filming, Zhen Jiecheng and Li Pingbin actually discussed the editing techniques for film post-production.

Everyone has heard of the professional term montage!

But when Zhen Jiecheng came out of his mouth a series of words such as "cross", "parallel", "continuous", "inverted", etc.

When Zhen Jiecheng explained how, where and why these techniques were used in "Parasite".

When Zhen Jiecheng and Li Pingbin went from discussion to debate, from expressing their own opinions to sticking to their own views.

who am I?
Where am i?

What am I going to do?
Everyone stared at him with innocent eyes!

In an instant, Liu Yifei integrated perfectly into the group.

We are all very smart and we are all the same kind, so don’t look down on anyone!
"Come on, Sissi, drink some water!"

Another kissing scene.

Although Liu Yifei's face was still red, she was much more relaxed.

"Thank you, senior. I'm not thirsty." Liu Yifei declined. "There's no need to drink water to relieve tension. I feel fine."

Hearing this, Zhen Jiecheng did not take back the mineral water, but continued:

"Last time, I shouldn't have stuck out my tongue. I should have just tasted it. Corresponding to the sticking out of my tongue this time, it shows a clear change in the relationship."

"But your micro-expressions last time were brilliant, so this time you just need to be more generous, more skilled, and more enthusiastic, and you can show that as well."

Then, he handed over the mineral water again.

"Have a drink, Sissi!"

"This way you can secrete more moisture and pull more threads!"

"The more you pull, the clearer the contrast between the before and after will be!"

Liu Yifei: 0.0
Pout, glare, wrinkle nose, stamp feet.

The four-piece process is complete.
"Mom~"

It’s no use calling your mother, you still have to pull the wire!
In the yard, a rich family is holding a birthday party for their son.

In the bedroom on the second floor, the curtains are half drawn.

A panning shot swept across the bustling crowd in the yard.

The glass connecting lines and the edges of the curtains separate the boundaries between light and darkness.

Until Zhen Jiecheng and Liu Yifei entered the painting.

Zhen Jiecheng was wearing brown clothes and Liu Yifei was wearing a white dress.

The intimate hug failed to blend the two colors, but instead made them seem more abrupt during the exchange of saliva between the two.

For movies, for art, and for the inner belief of "becoming an actress like Audrey Hepburn".

Liu Yifei finally drank the mineral water that Zhen Jiecheng handed over to her.

But when she arrived at the set, Liu Yifei's relaxed state was quickly replaced by nervousness.

First, the biological mother was expelled and banished from the venue.

Then after two consecutive NGs, he blinked pitifully and looked at Li Pingbin.

"How about this, shoot it in two parts!"

Li Pingbin was counting on the money saved from film to reimburse the social expenses, so how could he watch Liu Yife waste money like this?
"I'll finish shooting the moving shots first, and then I'll go out for the fixed shots. You two can do your own things in the room!"

"Thank you, Mr. Li! Thank you!" Liu Yifei blushed and quickly thanked and apologized, "It's all my fault. I don't know what happened. I took the photo last time and I was mentally prepared this time, but..."

"No buts!" Li Pingbin waved his hand, "You are only 17 years old, and you have just come into contact with similar roles. It's normal."

"Look, Jie Cheng didn't say anything!"

Hearing this, Liu Yifei looked at Zhen Jiecheng cautiously and shyly.
"Senior~"

"How many times have I told you, call your duties when you work!"

"Director~"

"Go, have some water! If you don't pull even a little bit of silk later, you'll have to wait for the reshoot!"

"Oh!"

Liu Yifei lowered her head, walked to the table, picked up the mineral water, and took a sip.

She had figured out by now that it didn't matter how many threads she pulled; the important thing was the passion expressed through the body movements.

Therefore, the senior's "teasing" was just to help divert my attention.

Drinking water is just a means to relax and adjust your mindset.

After drinking the water, take a few deep breaths.

I went over the two NG mistakes in my mind and reconstructed the preset body movements.

grit your teeth,
"Director, Teacher Li, I'm fine!"

"OK! Let's continue!"

Li Pingbin left the room after shooting the moving shot.

As the door closed, Liu Yifei felt her heartbeat suddenly quicken, and she became even more nervous than before.

Wait, that’s not right!
Not just nervous!
Instead, a numb feeling began in the limbs and soon spread to the whole body.

So he stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Zhen Jiecheng's neck, trying to gain leverage.

Since there was no one else watching in the room, and since she and Zhen Jiecheng had just done it twice, Liu Yife's devotion had a hint of "too many lice won't itch" about it, and she quickly entered a state of complete focus.

From stiff to relaxed, from unfamiliar to proficient, from restrained to enthusiastic.

He used his hands to try to get Zhen Jiecheng to bend down and lower his height.

My legs were also exerting force, I stood on tiptoe and raised my head, trying to increase the altitude.

Under Liu Yifei's guidance, Zhen Jiecheng's instinctive conditioned reflex was triggered.

What do you do when you eat? Hold the bowl!

As we all know, this is the factory setting, a program engraved in our genes!

It has nothing to do with moral standards!
So, Zhen Jiecheng subconsciously reached out and climbed up.

"ah!"

Liu Yifei exclaimed!
"ah!"

Zhen Jiecheng exclaimed!
You say “Yeah” and I say “Yeah” too.

This way I can fit in with the group, avoid embarrassment, and prove that I didn’t do it on purpose!

After Zhen Jiecheng let out an "ah", he quickly put down his hand and let go of Liu Yifei.

"Do not misunderstand!"

"I did not do it on purpose!"

“I really didn’t touch anything!”

"Do not lie to you!"

Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.

Before Zhen Jiecheng explained, Liu Yifei was frightened and shy.

After Zhen Jiecheng's explanation, Liu Yifei was shocked, angry and ashamed.

The more sincere Zhen Jiecheng was, the more Liu Yifei gritted her teeth.

Especially Zhen Jiecheng is truly sincere, without any falsehood.

It's an instinctive reaction. You provoked it. Don't blame me.

I didn't touch anything. That's the truth. I'm not lying.

Yes! There are indeed ups and downs, and there are slopes, and Zhen Jiecheng also admits this.

But the thing is, I have it too!
Do some chest expansion exercises and then tense up a little.

The undulating slopes are even steeper.

There is no difference between touching you and touching me, so touching you is equivalent to touching myself!
Not to mention that the factory settings have just been activated and you just let out a "ah" as soon as your hand reaches up.

Zhen Jiecheng has been innocent until now, and his reputation is well-known in Beijing Film Academy and on both sides of the Taiwan Strait. After experiencing many slanders and stigmas, this is the first time he has been seriously wronged, especially when facing Liu Yifei's angry scrutiny.

"Xixi, please stop looking at me like that, okay?"

Liu Yifei: ()
"I really didn't mean it! I apologize!"

Liu Yifei: (︵`)
"Then tell me what you want to do. Anyway, I really didn't touch anything!"

Liu Yifei: (.)
"Aunt, can I call you Aunt? Please give me some advice!" Zhen Jiecheng glanced out the window, "Everyone is waiting outside. It will be difficult to explain if I go out late!"

"I don't want to write that 6750-word homework!" Liu Yifei finally spoke, pouting.

"Okay! I'll tell your mom later that you've handed in your homework and it's very well done!"

"I'm not saying I won't write! I'm willing to write analytical content, but I don't want to write so much, especially the last 250 words of self-analysis!"

"Okay! All is fine! Write whatever you want!" Zhen Jiecheng responded quickly.

"Also, senior, please don't call me stupid anymore. I'm not stupid but you and my mom are almost calling me stupid!"

"Not stupid, not stupid, those were just jokes! In your mother's and my heart, you will always be a smart one, Xixi."

"besides."

"Anything else? Just tell me!" Zhen Jiecheng asked anxiously.

"Also, senior, it's impossible that you didn't touch anything just now!" Liu Yifei lowered her head, and her voice was clearly as soft as a mosquito's hum, but her tone was extremely firm.

The next moment, he bravely held his head high.

"I have it!"

"And I'm only 17!"

"My mom said I will continue. That and that!"

"Ah?" Zhen Jiecheng was dumbfounded.

Your mother said that? Your mother is talking nonsense!
Your mother doesn't have much herself, so how can she be qualified to guide you?

Isn't this the same as Xiao Si teaching Yao Ming to play basketball, Xiao Si teaching Wu Jing to act a tough guy on the battlefield, Xiao Si teaching Yu Hua to write original novels, and Xiao Si teaching me to direct movies?

Zhen Jiecheng frowned and gritted his teeth.

"Emm, your mother is right!"

"Senior, you are not sincere!" Liu Yifei narrowed her eyes.
"Senior, I'll give you one more chance to express yourself again!"

"Senior, you don't want my mother to know what happened just now, right?"

Yan Jiecheng:
　It's been reviewed! I'll go find the editor!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)