Huayu: Start by asking ex-girlfriends for alms

Chapter 357: Lao Gu, it’s very hot today, you’re sticking to me.

While Lao Zhao and Jiang Wenli's emotions are very accurate, we will start by shooting scenes with similar emotional fluctuations.

But similarity cannot be equated with identicalness. The subtle differences still require a lot of time to digest and sunglasses to supervise.

But compared to Wang Jiawei's set, Zhen Jiecheng's "click" is not only directed at the actors, but also at the gang including himself.

"The color of the vase is wrong, change it!"

"Old Ji, adjust the light again."

Zhen Jiecheng walked to the camera with a loud speaker and glanced at the lens.

“The sky is dark, and with the natural light, the shadows deepen, creating a sense of pressure from the corners of the room toward the center.”

"Also, let the warm light show the right amount of anxiety."

What is moderation? There is no clear quantitative

Just like adding salt to cooking, Ji Jianming could only grit his teeth and mix the food little by little to satisfy Zhen Jiecheng's taste.

After ordering Ji Jianming and Cao Jiuping around, Zhen Jiecheng turned around and looked at Li Pingbin.

"Old Li, when you move the camera later, make sure to occasionally insert the cold light of the cloudy day outside the window into the warm-toned scene."

"I want to see a clear hint on the monitor that Lao Zhao has briefly regained consciousness, and the camera language that makes him look increasingly helpless!"

Occasionally? Occasionally where?
If Ji Jianming doesn't ask how to be moderate, then Li Pingbin can't ask either.

The spoon is stirring in the same pot, especially when the bald guy from Xiangjiang and the Beijing Film Academy are watching from the side!
Asking means incompetence, and consulting means being lame.

Li Pingbin gritted his teeth and burned his brain cells like crazy. Between shortening his life and losing face, he chose the former without a second thought.

While the set was being rearranged, Lao Zhao sat on the floor.

"pat~"

Light a cigarette and take a deep puff.

When he raised his head and noticed that Jiang Wenli was staring at the direction of her sunglasses, Lao Zhao quickly looked away.

Old Zhao knows too much about what’s going on in the circle.

If it were someone else, Lao Zhao might just sit there and watch the fun.

But these two
Forget it!

A man who is keen on living off his parents, and whose reputation is so loud that even the folk art troupe in Tieling knows about it.

In recent years, she has been photographed chatting and laughing with young guys many times, and the rumors about her have been circulating for several times.

Wow, this is so fitting.

You never know when the wheat stubble will be stuck in the hole of the carrying pole, and it will hit you as soon as you do.

It involves not only two great directors from Beijing Film Academy, but also more complicated historical issues.

It’s so troublesome, only a stupid roe deer would come up here!

Thinking of this, Old Zhao turned his head slightly and watched with interest what Ji Jianming and the others were doing.

"Brother, are you also interested in the behind-the-scenes?" Jiang Wenli asked with a smile.

"Hey, I just want to see something new." Old Zhao waved his hand. "Acting is hard enough for me, how can I have the energy to be interested in the behind-the-scenes?"

"Besides, these are serious professional knowledge."

"It's like the director moving a chair here, changing a vase there; how to use the light, how to use the camera, all of which are very particular and can be explained."

"If it were me, I wouldn't understand anything, but I know the footage looks better. Emmm, no, I can't use the word 'beautiful' to describe it." Old Zhao smacked his lips, "It should be the taste! That's right, the footage has more taste, and I can feel the emotions at a glance!"

"This is real ability, and it's not something you can just imitate by living a few more decades."

"Yes, directing is a real skill!" Jiang Wenli nodded vigorously. "Even though we are from the same school, their college entrance examination scores are much higher than ours, and they have learned much more!"

"Take Jiecheng for example, photography, lighting, art, basic literature and music literacy"

Jiang Wenli counted on her fingers. The more she counted, the brighter her eyes became as she looked at Zhen Jiecheng.

"In recent years, more and more people have crossed over to become directors. I also wrote and directed a movie called "See You in Heaven". I didn't think it was a big deal at the time, but now that I'm watching Jie Cheng directing the movie, I really feel that my writing and directing was just playing house."

"Xiao Jiang, you are too modest. I remember your film See You in Heaven won the Best Director Award at the Macau Film Festival."

"Besides, you are not only a professional, but also have been exposed to the behind-the-scenes. Director Gu is a great director..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lao Zhao wanted to slap himself.

Why did this rotten mouth say that? Involving Gu Changwei, isn't this just bringing up something that is not related to the topic?

"What's wrong with being a big director? There are also differences among big directors!" Jiang Wenli didn't care and blurted out, "My husband is not as good as Jiecheng."

"Even if nothing else, the skills that Jie Cheng performs are much more technically advanced than Lao Gu's."

"Even if you compare it to his award-winning Peacock, it's the same!"

"And Jiecheng is so young! Look at him, he's full of inspiration and energy, and he's been busy from morning till night. If it were my husband, he wouldn't last long!"

Hearing this, Lao Zhao wanted to slap himself even more.

It's about technology and time. Is this something I can listen to?

You can criticize "Peacock" as much as you want, after all, the female lead in it is called Zhang Jingchu.

What about me? How should I respond?

Just when Lao Zhao was in a dilemma, the executive director raised a loud speaker and came into view.

"The set is ready!"

"Xiao Jiang, hurry up! Gather your emotions and get ready for filming!"

"Emmm, brother, the next one is your scene, not mine."

"Ah?" Old Zhao twitched his lips. "Oh, then I'll go and gather my emotions. Xiao Jiang, I won't chat with you anymore."

The relative smooth progress in recent days has relieved Jiang Wenli of a lot of pressure brought by the sunglasses, so she walked towards the monitor for the first time since joining the group.

Standing behind Zhen Jiecheng, holding the recliner with one hand.

While looking at the monitor, he glanced down at the same time.

From a high position, you can see everything at a glance.

Flip-flops and shorts.

The abundant leg hair indicates the secretion of male hormones, and the strong muscles are full of energy and vitality.

Suddenly I took a breath of cold air!
Hiss! Can't you show your height even when you lie flat?
Jiang Wenli half opened her mouth and could no longer move her eyes away.

The rumors are true: Jie Cheng really does look scary!
It’s really tall whether you are standing or lying down!

Jiang Wenli observed with her peripheral vision while constructing images in her mind.

Hiss! This is targeted assistance.
I can help! But I definitely can’t help people to the end!
My throat can’t hold it anymore!
Jiang Wenli swallowed dryly, and a clear gurgling sound was heard, which made Zhen Jiecheng frown.

When he turned his head, he found Jiang Wenli standing behind him.

"Sit down, why are you standing?"

"I'm not tired, and I can see clearly standing." Jiang Wenli quickly retracted her gaze, and in order to hide her embarrassment, she brought up another topic, "Director, I came here to learn from you, do you mind?"

"No problem!" Zhen Jiecheng replied without thinking too much, "If you have any questions, you can ask me directly." "Okay, thank you, director."

Women are born actors, not to mention being professional actresses.

From being caught off guard to being serious, the adjustment is so smooth in just one sentence.

The timing of the questions was also very clever. Even when asking questions occasionally during the filming, the points chosen were to avoid important performance links to avoid interfering with Zhen Jiecheng.

"Director, why did you choose this lighting method?"

"Because the room is divided by various frames and the plot is presented in a fragmented way, the close-up of Lao Zhao's face is also divided by side light. On the one hand, it achieves the unity of the overall tone, and on the other hand, it highlights the wrinkles and confused expression." Zhen Jiecheng pointed to the top of the monitor.
"The hidden top light design further enhances the sense of fragility. Of course, it also enables the control of shadowless light sources."

"I see. This is what the textbook says: a high degree of unity between form and theme!"

Hearing this, Zhen Jiecheng was quite surprised and turned his head to look at Jiang Wenli.

This woman is something! Has she really read the book?
Jiang Wenli rolled her eyes, as if she saw through Zhen Jiecheng's eyes through her sunglasses, and continued:
“You are transforming the inner experience of Alzheimer’s patients into perceptible images through the externalization of audio-visual language.”

“It allows the audience not only to ‘see’ the disease, but also to ‘feel’ the emotional impact it brings.”

He paused, frowned,

“It feels a bit like “No Return”!”

“The difference is that ‘No Return’ uses extremely long shots to create an immersive experience!”

"The same thing is that once the film is finished, it will definitely be included in the textbooks of film and television schools in the future."

Jiang Wenli was full of praise.
"A classic example of psychological realism. Movies of this kind are rare, and high-quality ones are even rarer!"

Oh my god, this woman knows a lot!
It seems that "self-writing and self-directing" is not pure enough and is far behind Jie Lun.

The emotional value is quite rich, not at all deliberate. It is well-reasoned and very heartfelt.

I can only say that he is worthy of being the culprit that caused the infighting between Wang Quanan and Gu Changwei!

"Yes, that's right." Zhen Jiecheng nodded and accepted Jiang Wenli's compliment very straightforwardly.

Just the textbook!

My buddy spent so much effort to redesign the ideas and repeatedly ponder the details. If I don’t read the textbook, who will?

Thinking of this, Zhen Jiecheng picked up the loudspeaker.

"Pass."

"Ready for the next one."

Behind the monitor, he answered questions fluently.

However, the relatively smooth filming on the set is becoming less and less "reasonable".

As the emotions required by the role changed, Lao Zhao's adjustments became more frequent.

However, the increase in the number of "click" sounds did not hinder Jiang Wenli's excitement as a temporary "outsider".

Follow Zhen Jiecheng's butt, witness Zhen Jiecheng's temporary burst of inspiration, observe Zhen Jiecheng's detailed adjustments up close, and then compare with previous shots to feel the changes brought about by subtle differences.

A surge of talent is coming towards you.

For the women of the same generation as Xu Qing, who are more or less literary, this is like a thickener for their eyes.

Standing behind Zhen Jiecheng's butt, I witnessed his youthful energy with my own eyes, observed his height and body width up close, and then compared him with Gu Changwei and Wang Quanan, guessing the changes that the huge differences might bring.

A surge of hormones hit me.

For a woman of the same generation as Xu Qing, who is as fierce as a tiger and as capable of sucking dirt, this is like a thickener that her eye sockets badly need.

Jiang Wenli raised her hand and rubbed her eyes to control the temperature of her eyes. She then closed her legs and squeezed her eyes to relieve the discomfort and avoid being noticed by others.

After the crew finished work, they quickly ate their meal and hurried back to their room.

Then, just like a few days ago, he called Gu Changwei.

"You don't think I'm going to say again: I'm tired of being tossed around by Jie Cheng today, do you?"

"Don't worry, today it's mainly Brother Zhao's show, Jie Cheng didn't bother me much."

"But~ This weather is really hot, my body is sticky and it's really painful for me!"

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go take a shower."

As he spoke, he felt the slime oozing from the soil of the trench.

"You're sticking to me!"

The weather in September is always changeable. It may be sunny and clear one moment and cloudy the next.

"Click."

"Click."

"Click."

The same was true on the film set. The "smoothness" of many consecutive days was suddenly completely broken, and the sunglasses behind the monitor were possessed by the spirit again!

Jiang Wenli no longer dares to hang around, even though she was only "implicated" by Lao Zhao and was completely innocent.

Zhen Jiecheng thought that Lao Zhao would perform this part very well, but he never expected that he would get stuck at this point.

The fragility from the inside out; the loneliness that strikes the soul; the highly contagious anxiety; the pretended strength but fleeting begging, etc., a series of complex emotions are expressed as the main body!

Lao Zhao did perform well, but what Zhen Jiecheng wanted was not "acting"!
Continue to endure?
Or just asking about the situation?

Forget it! I’ve already made it this far, what if I can make it the next time?

Zhen Jiecheng took out his cell phone and looked through Lao Zhao's information again.

When he was six years old, his mother died and his father left, leaving him an orphan.

Learning from my blind uncle, my hard childhood became a lifetime treasure
Wait! Could it be that Lao Zhao has been tempered too hard, covering up all the fragility and helplessness he has experienced?

The more Zhen Jiecheng thought about it, the more he felt it was right!

He lost his mother in childhood and his son in middle age, but he became the king of sketches, bringing joy to countless Chinese people!
The underlying tone of comedy is tragedy, which is vividly demonstrated in Lao Zhao.

But unlike other comedians, Lao Zhao is too strong.

He built up a large fortune and at his peak, he claimed that after crossing Shanhaiguan, he would find Zhao Benshan.

Although he has retired from the Spring Festival Gala in disgrace, he is still supporting the livelihoods of a large number of his disciples.

If this is not strong enough, the shoulders will definitely not be able to carry such a heavy burden!
"Damn! I miscalculated!"

"What can we do now?"

Zhen Jiecheng scratched his head, picked up the loudspeaker again, and stopped the filming directly.

"Click."

"No more filming today, let's take two or three days off! Lao Zhao, adjust your state and find your mood."

"Sorry, Director, it's my fault." Lao Zhao was very embarrassed and bowed to the staff around him, "I'm sorry for delaying you all!"

"It's okay! We only took a few dozen shots. This is just the beginning." Zhen Jiecheng waved his hand. "By the way, come with me to the airport tomorrow morning to pick up a guest."

(End of this chapter)