Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 148 Really? I do not believe

Literary review or martial arts review?

Before the students in the "Film Photography Creation Class" could say anything, those who were waiting to attend the class started to make a fuss.

"Martial arts review!"

What does it mean to enjoy the fun? Well, this is it!
Zhen Jiecheng could even clearly see that Yang Mi in the crowd was the one shouting the loudest, which prompted Liu Yifei beside her to speak as well.

"Martial arts review, right?"

"Since this is everyone's unanimous call, I will respect your opinions, Wu Ping!"

Ignoring the horrified looks of some people, Zhen Jiecheng turned off the lights in the classroom and began playing the students' homework and projecting it onto the screen.

"Okay, stop looking like you're farting and spitting out shit."

"Before I started teaching, my supervisor reminded me seriously that I was not allowed to use sarcastic language in my comments. I could still be sarcastic in my comments on literature, but I couldn't curse people when I was commenting on martial arts."

"You are already very lucky, so just be happy!"

As we were talking, the first student's homework had already started playing.

Seeing this, Zhen Jiecheng stopped talking and started watching the movie seriously.

The classroom was exceptionally quiet, with only simple conversations echoing from the speakers, mixed with occasional noises.

The light from the curtain was diffusely reflected and fell on Zhen Jiecheng's face.

In the uncertain light and dark, the wrinkles on the forehead are clearly visible.

His eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and his eyes narrowed more and more.

His gloomy expression made his thick eyebrows and big eyes look even more distorted, causing the students in the front row to sit up straight involuntarily.

Finally, the film ended.

Zhen Jiecheng stood up.

"Who took this photo? Come to the front!"

"Senior, it's me."

"What do you mean by senior? You're just calling him by his title during class!"

"Yes! Teacher, I took the picture of the homework!" He was trembling with fear and trepidation.

"Come to the front!"

Zhen Jiecheng spoke in a stiff tone and started playing the film again.

"This is the film made by a junior student?"

"Before I substituted for the class, the school told me that this is the homework that you were given two weeks to prepare."

"In two weeks, this is all you got?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the curtain.

"See? This is what a junior editing student can do!"

"The cuts are faster than those of a street show."

Feeling the unfriendly look from Director Tian, ​​Zhen Jiecheng quickly stopped talking and quickly made up for it.
“It’s even more chaotic than the fucking night market!”

Press the pause button.
The screen showed a night-time interior scene. There was no light in the room and a girl was sitting on the bed holding a laptop.

"And here, is there really no light in this completely dark room?"

"If a writing and directing class had shot something like this, I wouldn't have said a single damn thing."

"Come on, tell me where the light is!"

"Well, there was one first. We used a flashlight to hit it."

"I want to ask you where the light source in the room is!" Zhen Jiecheng interrupted the student's stumbling, "Go Wuang Guang, the light source!"

"Screen. Laptop screen."

"Ok! Then let me ask you again, is the light reflected on the actor's face?" Zhen Jiecheng continued.

"The screen is not bright enough. Can I open a Word document and use the entire white screen to enhance the light source?"

"Can I put a weak fill light in front of the computer?"

“If you want a flickering light, design it in advance.”

"Instead of letting the only reasonable light source in the room become a decoration, the actor's face is not bright!"

After a pause,
Continue playing.

"Here! Come on, tell me, what is this over-the-shoulder shot?"

"What do you want me to see? What do you want to express?"

"If it was a freshman or sophomore who took a photo like this, I wouldn't say a damn word. But you're a junior, and this is it?"

"Forget about the writing and directing class, even students in the acting department can't do this!"

Zhen Jiecheng forgot all about the whole thing about not letting people fuck in class.

Damn it! What the hell!

Senior Brother Zhang Huijun hit Kun with an air gun, and then carried the dead Kun to class.

There was also Mr. Mu Deyuan, the director of the photography department at that time, who was full of chivalry. He loved drinking and had a dagger in his pocket.

It seems like if anyone doesn't listen to the class carefully, he will stab him and make him bleed.

In comparison, what do a few words of "fuck" mean?
So Zhen Jiecheng turned around and looked at the crowd while stepping on the horse.
"Liu Yifei!"

"what?"

Liu Yifei was stunned and stood up hastily, almost throwing her cell phone and MP3 away.

"To!"

"Tell me, and teach him, what exactly is wrong with this shot just now!"

"Me?" Liu Yifei was dumbfounded.

The gazes of the crowd made her even more nervous.

Although I'm used to the spotlight outside, I'm in school after all.

Who in Beijing Film Academy didn't know that Cheng Kun scolded Liu Yifei on the set of "A Noble Family"? Later, Zhang Da Huzi hyped up a new rumor:
The male protagonist of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" originally wanted to find Cheng Kun, but when Cheng Kun saw that the female protagonist was Liu Yifei, he refused without thinking.

How could such a poor student in the acting department give instructions in the "Film Photography Creation" class?

Questioning, disdain, laughing at, and even mocking.

All kinds of strange looks came into her sight, which made Liu Yife feel more confident and dispelled her nervousness.

Other things are fine, but she really knows the answer to this question after being exposed to it on the set of "Parasite"!
So I held my head high,

"In the over-the-shoulder shot, the woman is holding a cell phone."

“The phone takes up too much of the screen.”

"In the next panoramic shot, the background wall next to the female lead on the right is exposed, but the male lead on the left is not. The two are not framed in the same background."

"Also, there was a large distance between the two of them, and I didn't see anyone else sitting in afterwards. If you have to use symbolic distance to explain it, I think it's far-fetched!"

Liu Yifei's clear voice echoed in the classroom, drawing a lot of surprised looks.

For example, Yang Mi, who was sitting next to him, had her shiny forehead slightly raised, and her big eyes were full of question marks.

As if asking: Sissi, are you okay? Have you been possessed?

Yang Mi was still doubting her life, and Liu Yifei's speech was still going on.

"There are problems with the composition and art design."

"In the panoramic shot, there was too much space reserved above the actor, and the legs were cut off."

"Based on the subsequent shots, I can understand that this student wanted the heroine to not be out of the frame when she stood up and left, but there are other ways to achieve this."

"For example, panning and lifting the camera."

"Or move the camera back."

"Or, split this shot."

Liu Yifei spoke a lot of words in one breath, smoothly and coherently, with almost no pauses.

Her face is rosy and very cute.

"Teacher, I'm done!"

After the words were spoken, the place became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

At this time, even Director Tian looked puzzled:

what's the situation?
Students in the performing arts department are not able to learn their own major well, but instead are reading books on directing and photography?
Not only do they speak clearly and logically, their comments are extremely professional, and they can even give precise guidance.

Could it be that Liu Yife chose the wrong career?
Could it be that she is really a genius?
Not only him, but also the other teachers who were listening to the class were looking at Liu Yifei's face.

This made Liu Yifei, who was still angry just now, lose her confidence immediately, like a fertilized rabbit. She lowered her head, but she didn't have enough money to bury it in her chest.

If it were Liu Yan, who was participating in the host selection competition held by Guangguang, she might not even be able to see her toes.

Liu Yifei is much better. Not only can she see her toes and soles, but even her heels are no problem.

"Well, that's a good point!" Zhen Jiecheng nodded, "Sit down."

His eyes fell on Xianyan Bao who was standing next to the podium again.

"Do you have any last words to say now?"

"Of course, I'm not cursing your death, I'm referring to your career and life in this profession!"

"I"

"What do you mean by 'I'?" Zhen Jiecheng interrupted the show-off. "Our Beijing Film Academy's photography and directing departments are well-known top majors!"

"Even if it were placed in the whole country, it would be the best!"

"Good boy, he actually got some pointers from a student in the acting department."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you can do it!"

He smacked his lips, and the next second his expression changed, and then he smiled again.
"But you still made a contribution!"

"It is rare to see such a work that shows all kinds of mistakes so vividly."

"From this point of view, your hard work over the past two weeks is completely understandable. No, it takes a genius to achieve this!"

"I would suggest that this assignment be included in the Beijing Film Academy's teaching materials, so that it can be passed down in the professional courses of every generation of Beijing Film Academy students."

As he spoke, Zhen Jiecheng clapped his hands.
"Congratulations! You have accomplished what many Chinese filmmakers dream of!"

Zhen Jiecheng's "martial arts review" made the students of the "Film Photography Creation" class feel very uncomfortable, as if there was a thorn in their throat and a thorn in their back.

As for those who just want to watch the fun of the class, they are not much better.

After all, Zhen Jiecheng is substituting for more than just this course, maybe it will be his major's turn next time.

Of course, even though his mouth stinks, he still teaches quite well.

No, strictly speaking, it's quite good!

Whether it is the rhythm or the key points and difficulties, the analysis is quite thorough.

From a question to more relevant knowledge, Zhen Jiecheng's explanation is diverse but not chaotic, and is easy to understand.

Just like now,
"I ordered Liu Yifei just now, let's change it now."

"Yang Mi, come up here and help me explain the light positions and three-point lighting!"

"Front light, oblique side light, side backlight, butterfly light, top light, Rembrandt light."

There is no lesson plan, and the whole process is impromptu.

One professional vocabulary after another came out of Zhen Jiecheng's mouth, as skillfully as a crosstalk actor reading out the names of dishes.

While talking, his hands were not idle.

Let Yang Mi sit on the chair and hold the flashlight facing her face.

"The light is in the same direction as the camera's shooting direction!"

"The advantage is that all facial details can be displayed, and the uneven surface can be hidden, which has an effect similar to that of skin resurfacing."

"Like Yang Mi, wait, why is your face so clean?"

"My face is naturally smooth!" Yang Mi said confidently.

"Come on, there's a boil on your butt. I've never heard of anyone with a cleaner face than their butt!"

As he spoke, he took out a tissue, poured some mineral water on it, and handed it to Yang Mi.

"Wipe off the foundation! Quickly!"

Under Zhen Jiecheng's unquestionable tone, Yang Mi wiped it with a bitter face.

How happy I was when I went on stage just now, how uncomfortable I feel now.

Seeing their reluctant looks, everyone felt much better, and the depressing atmosphere in the classroom gradually dissipated.

“See, the contrast between front light and back light is very obvious, isn’t it?”

"Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages."

“There is no contrast between highlights and shadows, lack of layering and three-dimensionality, and the face tends to look bigger.”

“Therefore, we often use oblique side light that combines the characteristics of front light and metering light.”

As he spoke, he spun the lights.
"It is about a 45° angle to the camera position, which can ensure the brightness of the subject and make the contrast between light and dark proper, and has a good shaping effect."

"But you have to control the light well! Otherwise, the half of the face in the shadow will look pitch black."

“Well, just like this!”

Yang Mi, who had shown her stunning beauty in three-dimensional form just a moment ago, instantly fell several levels lower.

Just from the change in everyone's expressions, Yang Mi could guess that the senior had ruined her again.

So, he pouted even higher.

"Mr. Tian, ​​Jiecheng's lectures are quite good!"

"Haha, just so-so!" Director Tian waved his hand, "We still need to work harder!"

"Old Tian, ​​Jiecheng's basic skills are really solid! He can easily grasp the knowledge points of different majors, and he doesn't just touch on the surface, but understands them very thoroughly."

"Haha, if you don't have solid basic skills, why would you be a director?" Director Tian raised the corner of his mouth, "It's just the basics!"

"Old Tian, ​​you are too modest! It's ok to just cover the knowledge points of the directing department and the photography department, but he even covers the majors of the fine arts department."

"Isn't that normal?" Director Tian spread his hands. "Jiecheng wrote a lot of homework on Cao Jiuping's art design. How can he write it if he doesn't learn some relevant professional knowledge?"

"Cao Jiuping? Art design? When did the directing department start to set up courses and assign homework in this area? I remember that the photography department didn't have it either!"

"Hey! He's the one who made it happen. I just need to move my mouth and say a few words." Director Tian narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, "Alas, I don't want him to be like this either."

"I don't have to worry about my studies at all. Isn't this depriving me of my sense of achievement in teaching?"

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The colleague was speechless, but Director Tian started talking.

"I arranged for Jiecheng to teach a few classes because teaching and learning can benefit each other and reviewing old knowledge can help us learn new things."

"You know, many people understand it in their hearts but can't express it clearly. It's a good thing to train Jiecheng in this area in advance. This will help him accumulate experience for future lectures."

"On the other hand, it can also temper his temper."

He spread his hands again, this time with a wider range.

"Who would have thought that this brat could teach so well? Not to mention being a substitute teacher, he could even be a teaching assistant!"

"Ahem, Old Tian! Look at what you said. Comparing him to an assistant teacher is really embarrassing for Jie Cheng! When he graduates from graduate school, lecturer is just the most basic position. With a little experience, he can be promoted to an associate professor without any problems."

"Oh? Really? I don't believe it!" Director Tian's eyes widened. "You must be being polite and trying to get me off with nice words."

"I"

"Look, you hesitated! I was right, wasn't I?" Director Tian grinned, "But don't worry, I definitely won't mind. Just take these words as encouragement to Jiecheng, I will continue to urge him to work hard and make progress."

"you"

"Wait, you guessed that I was going to let Jiecheng continue his doctoral studies, didn't you?"

"I"

"Oh, you haven't guessed my plan to let Jiecheng study for a doctorate degree with me, have you?"

"Haha, you're so smart! You figured out my plan in just a few words!"

"I've already made up my mind. When Dr. Jiecheng graduates, I won't have to worry about being an associate lecturer. I'll work hard to become a full professor!"

"After you have the academic qualifications, you can get some awards as qualifications to shorten the age limit."

"I can make a movie whenever I want, and take a few classes when I have free time. It won't delay anything."

"You have to help me fight for Jiecheng when the time comes!"

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"Ding-ling-ling", the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

Zhen Jiecheng simply packed up the teaching aids and prepared to say "get out of class is over".

Looking up along the tiered classroom, Director Tian sitting in the last row was particularly eye-catching.

With his mouth wide open, his face was full of wrinkles that looked like a chrysanthemum, especially against the bitter faces of other teachers.

How to describe it?
Deserve a beating!

(End of this chapter)