Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 171 Brother, what do you think?
As we all know, only the Performance Department is affiliated with Beijing Film Academy, and the other departments are just in name only.

Especially the Photography Department and the Directing Department, their relationship with the Beijing Film Academy is probably similar to that between the Sixth Princess and the Central Bank.

Our partners include Shanghai Theatre Academy, Central Academy of Drama, PLA Art Academy and drama theaters across the country.

As for Beijing Film Academy, emmm, it is still taken care of! It just needs to compete with Communication University of China, Beijing Normal University, and even Beijing Dance Academy.

Zhen Jiecheng took a quick look and found that Gong Li, Ni Dahong, Liu Ye, and the new "Mou Girl" Li Man were all from the Central Academy of Drama.

Oh, by the way, the little brat Qin Junjie who plays the third prince will also apply for the Central Academy of Drama in the future.

As for the faces from Beijing Film Academy, I didn’t see a single one!

If we have to force a choice, it would only be Ma Tianyu, who has just passed the arts exam but has not yet enrolled in the acting department's college class!

He just made his debut in singing and dancing in "Come on! Good Man". In the future, he will use the song "Damn Tenderness" to strengthen the public's impression of him so that he will not be completely forgotten by the public.

The corner of Zhen Jiecheng's mouth twitched.

My goodness, has this old man also learned my tricks?
Unimportant supporting roles and extras were generously awarded to Beijing Film Academy.

Regardless of whether you are admitted to the school or not, you need to determine your status first.

Finally, with the help of a powerful behind-the-scenes production team, the "Northern content" was filled in.

hiss!
Ah this
Without having time to think carefully, after greeting his senior brothers, Zhen Jiecheng naturally sat behind the monitor.

Senior Brother Bian Zhihong handed over the script and thoughtfully turned to the plot of that scene so that Zhen Jiecheng could read it and not be completely in the dark.

Zhen Jiecheng took a quick look and after getting a general idea in his mind, he focused on the set.

"All units, prepare, action."

Filming is underway again!

"His Royal Highness Prince Jie has arrived~"

The summons sounded and the main camera was aimed at Gong Li.

The transition from a cold or careless attitude was completed quickly.

Eye contact? Micro-expressions? Slight body movements? All of them.

The combination of these two creates a mixture of surprise and panic. No, it is more than that. If you pay close attention, you can also detect a sense of uneasiness in a very simple action: a look around, a light touch of the book in your hand.

Seeing this, Zhen Jiecheng immediately became interested.

You are worthy of being the lady!
The old man is really good at training!

The filming continues, with the second act following the first.

Under the command of Senior Brother Zhao Xiaoding, three photographers including him quickly re-set up the camera and adjusted the focal length.

One shot focuses on a close-up of Gong Li's face.

The other two shots are aimed at Zhou Jielun, a close-up of his facial expression and a close-up of his hands.

wipe!
Isn't this making things difficult for me, Jie Lun?

How could he possibly handle two close-up shots at the same time?

Especially when facing the reflection of his wife, Oo Xuezi, and then having to find the energy to act opposite the first-generation "Mou Girl", the top-ranking actress in the domestic entertainment industry!
as predicted,

Jielun defecated, and defecated thoroughly.

At this moment, the little king of music seemed to be possessed by an angel baby!
First, express surprise by staring.

Emmm, it's a bit reluctant.

After all, the capital is far less than that of Angel Baby, and his eyes are small and he has single eyelids.

According to Buddhism: like staring!

Then he started to recite the lines,
"Queen mother?"

How to describe it?
One big baby is not enough, so let’s add Liu Yife, and they can barely meet the standard together!
Zhen Jiecheng pursed his lips, forcibly suppressing the urge to shout "click" and the hand that was about to reach out for the loudspeaker.

As a guest on your first day, you should be polite.

Since the old man is as unmoved as a mountain, just keep watching.

The camera turned to Gong Li, whose textbook acting was as natural as eating and drinking.

Zhen Jiecheng could clearly see that Gong Li didn't seem to be trying hard at all in order to take care of Zhou Jielun. But even so, there was still a strong contrast and an abrupt sense of tearing!

This couldn't help but remind Zhen Jiecheng of the scene where Lu Yi was beaten by a group of powerful actors in "In the Name of People".

Especially in the scene where Director Qi was killed, Lu Yi seemed to have lost confidence and chose to lie down. So when Director Qi performed the famous gun-swallowing scene, Lu Yi's response was just a "scratching his head and sighing".

This is the case with Jielun now!

Despite his own efforts and Gong Li's slacking performance, the gap he showed was similar to that of Lu Yi who was giving up.

"OK, stop!"

Assistant Director Liu Guonan spoke.

Because there was no specific instruction from Lao Mouzi, everything continued according to the shooting plan.

Finally, this take was finished. Everyone's eyes focused on the monitor and locked onto Lao Mouzi.

"Director Zhang, should we keep one? Or pass?"

Liu Guonan understands the art of language.

No wonder Dani said that Zhou Jielun was not “cut” too many times on the set.

So it’s all “guaranteed”!

Hearing this, Lao Mouzi did not answer immediately, but turned to look at Zhen Jiecheng.

"Jie Cheng, what do you think?"

"Me?" Zhen Jiecheng was stunned.

Damn! So proactive?

I had already planned to be polite for the time being!

How can this be done?

Looking at the sincere and honest expression of Lao Mouzi, Zhen Jiecheng felt a little ashamed and even couldn't bear it for some reason.

So I decided to show some moral standards, smiled and waved my hands,
"Brother, this is your movie."

"You are the director, you should be the one making the decision."

"I am only here to attend the Olympic creative team meeting, or to visit the set. I shouldn't make comments. It's impolite."

"Well, that's fine! If you have any ideas, feel free to communicate with me anytime." Lao Mouzi nodded.

"Pass." The voice was obviously lacking in strength.

Especially with the last sentence,

"Gong Li is in great shape, so she can take on the next role first!"

"Notice, continue to capture the close-up. Capture it more accurately."

"Well, okay." Liu Guonan nodded.

Then immediately get busy with the next shooting.

Profile, head down.

When she faced the camera for a close-up again, Gong Li's eyes were already sparkling.

Let’s use the Buddhist words to describe it: like tears!
But no tears!

China has many views on the pursuit of art, and the most profound one is the word "moderation".

"Zhong" is a state of mind.

In traditional Chinese medicine, "Zhong" is the standard of health. Every Chinese medicine practitioner has a different definition of "Zhong" in pulse, so the prescriptions and dosage are different.

When it comes to performing arts, a single emotional expression is too "straightforward" and lacks "depth."

So he seemed to be smiling but not smiling, so he wanted to cry but had no tears, so he was half smiling and half crying.

How to choose and grasp, every powerful actor has a unique understanding of "middle". The so-called progress is nothing more than making your own "middle" closer to the standard "middle".

However, this standard is not concrete and is still changing at any time.

You can only get close, never reach!
Looking at the monitor, although it was just a simple shot, Zhen Jiecheng couldn't help but think of Liang Jiahui and Grandpa You.

Gong Li hesitated to speak.

Stand up, from "tears" to smile.

First, there was a ceremonial smile, the royal standard.

Then through subtle adjustments, it turned into a forced smile.

The former was a subconscious, long-standing habit of the queen.

The latter is conscious, as a mother, facing her son.

Clearly layered!

The next second, the smile disappeared.

The "tears" in my eyes are no longer there, they are now as deep as a lake, calm and firm.

"Yuanjie, after Chongyang Festival, I will tell you everything!"

Zhen Jiecheng was no longer pursing his lips, but was biting his lips slightly.

Put your hands on your thighs, then put them behind your back and cross your fingers.

Try hard to suppress your restlessness.

It can be seen that Jie Lun must have worked hard behind the scenes.

Maybe he even found a professional acting teacher to help him improve his skills.

Therefore, the "thinking" presented is an extremely standard entry-level performance routine: frowning, squinting, and slightly raising the head.

Students from the acting department jokingly call this facial expression "Who's farting" because it feels like smelling.

Put it on Jielun, it makes sense! Madam, the waves are too big, the snow is too white, and the water is too fragrant, anyone would want to smell it!

"Jiecheng, what do you think?" Lao Mouzi asked again.

Damn, you challenge my weakness again? Which director can stand such a test?

For the first time, Zhen Jiecheng "passively" resisted the "initiative" of others and "actively" suppressed his own "passivity".

"Um, Senior Brother, I'll sit and watch."

"You know me. I always have."

"Jiecheng, you don't need to worry too much." Lao Mouzi waved his hand and interrupted Zhen Jiecheng. "Just say whatever you want to say. Speak freely! Just treat it as a rehearsal for the next group meeting. By then, my identity will be the chief director. What's the difference from now?"

The old man is extremely enthusiastic.

This is completely different from the image described by Jiang Wen!

Jiang Wen said:
"Fuck Zhang Yimou, since you can't win the debate, I'll just play dirty."

"First, he used cold violence against me, then he used his status as a director to overturn the table and forcefully suppress my enthusiasm."

But now it seems that this is not the case at all.

"Jiecheng, Yimou has already said this, so don't be polite." The lady also spoke.

Hearing this, Zhen Jiecheng looked at Gong Li and pointed at himself.

"Am I being polite?"

"You're welcome!"

"Then how can I be rude?"

"I'll teach you!"

The lady walked forward slowly, swaying her body and rippling white hair.

There is white space everywhere on the set, but forcing it out and overflowing without squeezing are two completely different concepts.

In the field of vision, every step was a tremor.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at the old man, with a smile on his lips that was obviously malicious.

He walked to the old man's side and bent down.

The scent of snow, which Jie Lun had to smell to detect, was delivered directly to Lao Mouzi's nose.

Then reach down!

Seeing this, Lao Mouzi shuddered visibly. His head tilted back slightly, his body tensed up, and even his legs clamped together as if reflexively.

So the lady’s smile became even more proud!
Grasp the handle, the handle of the big speaker.

Put it in Zhen Jiecheng's hands,
"Okay, you can be rude now!"

"Isn't this inappropriate, Sister Gong?" Zhen Jiecheng held the loudspeaker's hand with a little force.

"Yimou, do you think it's appropriate?" Gong Li looked at Lao Mouzi.

"Suitable! Suitable!" the old man replied hurriedly.

I was afraid that my wife would get anxious and angry, which would cause the qi and blood to rush to her head, resulting in ischemia of the trunk and causing her to lose strength and fall down, so I offered myself the familiar face-washing soup that I had not seen for a long time!
In this regard, Zhen Jiecheng no longer refused.

As the saying goes, over and over again, three times is the limit!
The local gangs are so polite, it would be very rude if I refused!

Stand up, pick up the loud speaker,
"Protect your ass!"

"Crack!"

Looking at Zhou Jielun.

"Jie Lun, let me give you an example!"

"Is it appropriate for a primary school student in the third or fourth grade to be tested on the most basic addition and subtraction operations?"

"No, it's not appropriate."

"For a primary school student, the graduation exam only adds multiplication and division to the addition and subtraction. Is that appropriate?"

"It's not appropriate either."

"So what about you? Is it appropriate for you to copy the content of the training course for the art exam and apply it to the filming set?"

"Do you think you're filming Initial D? It's over after you've been dragged and hung and recited a few words?"

"How should I adjust myself?" Zhou Jielun gritted his teeth and said to Zhen Jiecheng confidently, "Teach me!"

wipe!
I just finished reversing the Tiangang, are you coming too?
"I teach you?"

"The diners are only responsible for eating the food, and never teach the cooks!"

"Besides, I'm busy and don't have the time."

Without waiting for Zhou Jielun to ask "What are you busy with?", Zhen Jiecheng continued,

"Sister Gong, go teach him!"

"Dani! Go, get a mirror!"

"Just act out the performance in front of the mirror over and over again! Sister Gong, you can help guide him and ask him to adjust at any time until he gets the right expression. Then practice repeatedly and memorize it!"

"Tangible, but soulless! This is what I demand of you! This includes the intonation, speed, and tone of your lines!"

After a pause,
"Jie Lun, you know me!"

"Considering that you are also a victim, and were dragged here by that big idiot Zhang Weiping, I am gentle and kind in my attitude."

"Otherwise, even if you are a newcomer, I won't let you off so easily. You have a job and you get paid. Your dishonesty is your original sin. You deserve to be criticized. There is no reason for it!"

The set suddenly became quiet.

My goodness, this is what you call a gentle attitude?

Wait, although you and Mr. Zhang had a verbal dispute, but in front of everyone, in the crew of "Curse of the Golden Flower" where Mr. Zhang was the producer, you directly called him a "big idiot"?
wipe!
He is indeed a genius troublemaker in the director circle!

Be brave, Director Zhen!

Everyone was stunned and shocked, but Lao Mouzi was calm and composed, while other seniors from Beijing Film Academy were watching the show with great interest.

As for Gong Li, when she heard the word "big idiot", a smile instantly spread across her face.

What a comfort, what an enjoyment.

"Jiecheng! Don't call me Sister Gong from now on, just call me Sister!"

"Okay, sister."

"Oh my, I now have a Palme d'Or director brother! I will be more confident when I go out in the future!"

As she spoke, Gong Li stood up.

"Sister must do what my brother asks me to do!"

"Leave Jielun to me. I will train him until you are satisfied!"

After saying that, he prepared to walk towards Zhou Jielun.

But he had just raised one foot when he stopped again.

Zhen Jiecheng's voice sounded again in my ears.
"Brother, I have a few small opinions about your use of colors."

Gong Li stopped smiling, and the other brothers were no longer interested.

Zhou Jielun finally turned his squinting eyes into an angelic one: Damn! So you really don’t have time! Is this what you are busy with?

Brother Jie, I have been judging you by my own standards. Brother Jie, you are busy!

I watched the old man change from being calm and composed to being stunned, frowning, raising his eyes, and frowning.

Zhou Jielun's heart rate, like everyone else's, rose rapidly!
"Well, tell me!"

Lao Mouzi broke the silence word by word.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Zhen Jiecheng.

"Okay senior brother!"

Zhen Jiecheng's expression remained the same, without any fluctuation.

Looking around the palace,

"The excessive use of warm colors creates an extremely depressing visual experience!"

“Makeup, costumes, props, and scenery. Surrounded by splendor and glamour, most desires are deprived and weakened, thus highlighting the minority desires of the minority that the movie needs to express!”

Pointing at the palace maids and eunuchs,

"For example, their humanity is buried. The more luxurious the surroundings are, the emptier and more numb they become, like the walking dead."

"Regarding these, I fully agree with your approach and have benefited a lot from it!"

Here it comes, it’s time for but next!

Gong Li widened her eyes in anticipation.

as predicted,

"But! Regarding the scene between the queen and Prince Jay just now. I think the color design shouldn't be so bright. Or rather, it can't be so bright all the time!"

"Oh? Why?" The old man raised his head.

“Although I haven’t read the entire script of Curse of the Golden Flower, I have watched Thunderstorm many times!”

"The queen played by my sister is comparable to Mrs. Zhou's Fanyi."

"My sister just performed the identity switch between queen and mother brilliantly. I see that you, senior brother, have no objection. I believe you also agree with my sister's performance, right?" Zhen Jiecheng asked.

"Yes! Gong Li performed very well and showed the feeling I wanted." Lao Mouzi nodded.

"Then here comes the question! Since you agree with this, shouldn't we continue to use luxurious warm tones in the costumes in the previous scene?"

"Yuanjie carries the softness in the queen's heart. When facing Yuanjie, the queen's identity as a mother is the most important thing."

“Using slightly plain colors and clothing, it contrasts with the surrounding environment and the previous image.”

"The more luxurious and fierce the palace is, the more elegant and gentle the queen is."

“Then you can use this contrast to show a sense of struggle, and even dig out more content, such as the shackles and chains imposed on women in the feudal era. Of course, this requires my sister’s acting skills to be the main expression, and color is only auxiliary.”

At this moment, just as at that moment.

Zhen Jiecheng looked at Lao Mouzi squarely,
"Brother, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)