I really don't want to make bad movies!

Jinghai Film and Television Academy, Cultural and Creative Plaza.

Zhou Yi calculated the time and felt that his apprentice should be finishing up soon, so he prepared to call Zhang Jun.

As soon as I dialed the number, a melodious ringtone came from beside me.

"So early today?"

Zhou Yi turned around and saw Zhang Jun standing behind him, panting heavily.

Zhang Jun raised his hand, gesturing for Zhou Yi to hang up the phone, and at the same time straightened up, panting heavily: "I understand, I understand!"

"What do you know?"

Zhang Jun didn't say anything. Once he regained his breath, he picked up the Sony movie projector next to him.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? What's the rush? Watch the original video first."

"I never want to see Jason again!"

"You've got a temper, kid? You were the one who asked me to do the film analysis in the first place."

Zhang Jun realized his attitude was inappropriate, so he raised his hand to signal his master to wait a moment.

He picked up the film projector, glanced at the paper script in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Master, don't rush, let me finish filming this part first."

After saying that, before Zhou Yi could react, Zhang Jun grabbed the stabilizer and started moving the camera.

"Why are you pretending to be something you're not!"

Zhou Yi angrily gulped down a large mouthful of hot tea, wondering what had gotten into his apprentice today.

However, before he even drank the hot tea, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

How come this kid's movement is so smooth?

Chewing on broken tea leaves, Zhou Yi squinted slightly, bent over, and walked forward, craning his neck to try and see the monitor screen.

However, Zhang Jun moved very quickly, and Zhou Yi tried several times but failed.

Left with no other choice, Zhou Yi could only take a few steps back, holding the draft of the camera movement he had been studying for the past few days.

His eyes darted up and down as he compared the steps deduced on the manuscript with the steps Zhang Jun was taking at that moment.

A minute later, Zhou Yi realized something was wrong.

He suddenly stood up and tore the draft in his hand to shreds.

wrong!

You're thinking in the wrong direction!

The seemingly flawed out-of-focus and skewed shots in the original footage were all deliberate techniques used to cover up the actors' movements!

The camera should prioritize serving the story; it's putting the cart before the horse!

Zhou Yi put down his teacup, paced back and forth a few steps, and his thoughts suddenly flowed into his mind like a spring.

"They're getting more and more senile as they get older!"

He couldn't help but slap himself twice.

Having taught at the academy for over a decade, I've come to place increasing importance on the formal training system, and I've almost forgotten the mindset I had when I worked with my mentor Xie Fei on "The Year of My Birth" many years ago.

Picking up a large pile of manuscripts from the ground, Zhou Yi became increasingly annoyed as he looked at them, so he simply threw them all aside and went over to grab Zhang Jun's shoulder.

"Stop filming! What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Jun paused, completely absorbed in the thrill of replicating the scene, when suddenly interrupted, looking somewhat bewildered: "What happened to me?"

Zhou Yi pointed at his nose: "What, you suddenly had an epiphany? Yesterday you were complaining that you couldn't replicate it, and today you're thriving?"

Zhang Jun snapped out of his daze, his excitement overflowing: "That's amazing! I only realized how brilliant the camerawork was after filming it myself!"

"Is that what I asked?"

"It's a video. I watched a disassembly video," Zhang Jun finally said truthfully.

He took out his phone, found the homepage of "Sun and Moon Commentary," and realized he hadn't followed it yet, so he quickly clicked "follow."

"After watching this video, I felt instantly enlightened; everything became clear!"

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows suspiciously and took the phone.

That was a content creator named "Sun and Moon Commentary," whose profile picture was a hand-drawn sun and moon, and who only had a little over 40,000 followers.

"That's it?"

"That's him! He spoke so well!"

Zhou Yi didn't believe it, but Zhang Jun's behavior just now was truly unbelievable.

He clicked on the first video of the Sun and Moon commentary with a skeptical attitude.

Do you really understand giant wasps?

"Hello everyone, this is Riyue's commentary..."

The lines are delivered slowly and deliberately, with clearly designed phrasing and skillful editing.

The light and cheerful background music makes this video very accessible.

Zhou Yi became engrossed in the film, and couldn't help but chuckle softly when she heard lines that struck a chord with the audience.

Zhang Jun stood to the side and whispered a reminder, "It's coming!"

Zhou Yi frowned: "Don't speak!"

Jiang Xixi's profile quickly appeared on the small phone screen.

The master and apprentice held their breath, knowing that the following part was the key.

Although Zhang Jun had already seen it once, under the influence of Zhou Yi's extremely serious emotions, he couldn't help but hold his breath.

What followed was an extremely smooth camera movement and narration.

Zhou Yi frowned as he listened.

It's not that what I said is wrong.

That's absolutely right!

Those unexpected angles and techniques were all presented by a movie narrator with fluent speech.

The problem that had been troubling him for so many days was finally solved!

"Wait a minute, there's still half left!"

Zhou Yi realized something was wrong; the entire camera movement should have lasted ten minutes.

However, the explanation in the video only lasted for less than five minutes.

"They're making a video, so they can't just focus on one place."

Zhou Yi seemed to be deep in thought. He sat on the rattan chair, took out a stack of A4 papers with his left hand, and began to write down the content in the video.

How do I turn off the scrolling text on this screen?

Zhang Jun stepped forward: "This is called bullet comments."

The master and apprentice sat in the rest area of ​​the cultural and creative plaza, listening to the explanations of Riyue and starting to recreate the scene again.

Zhou Yi is already very skilled; he just had the wrong direction before.

After Riyue's explanation helped him correct his thinking, the speed at which he reconstructed the scene increased significantly.

After drawing more than a dozen pages, Zhou Yi put down his pen and let out a long sigh.

"Have you finished replicating them all?" Zhang Jun asked curiously.

Zhou Yi felt his mouth was dry, so he drank the tea in one gulp and shook his head: "Without the commentator's help in the second half, it will take a little more time to reconstruct it, but it will be soon."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jun felt as if he had been granted a pardon, leaned back in his chair, and laughed, "Master is amazing!"

Zhou Yi shook his head again: "There's something wrong with my thinking."

"Xia Ming, that kid is really something else."

Zhang Jun was startled when he heard this while taking his master's teacup to get water.

Even his usually arrogant master has bowed his head and acknowledged Xia Ming?

Zhou Yi picked up the teacup, blew away the steam from the rim, and seemed to drift back to the past, his eyes unfocused: "I've completely forgotten everything my teacher taught me. Finding colors, figuring out compositions, playing with light and shadow, I've forgotten that the story is more important than anything else."

"Xia Ming's camera work is amazing, like those masters from long ago, who only wanted to use their cameras to record a story that would be unforgettable."

"Isn't that too high a compliment?"

At this moment, Zhang Jun was like Liu Zike, surprised by the recognition Xia Ming received from a higher level of practitioners.

Zhou Yi just smiled; the tea in his hand was too hot, so he had to put down the teacup.

"Luckily you let me do the film analysis back then, otherwise we would have missed out on such a genius!"

Zhou Yi gazed into the distance and couldn't help but sigh.

At first, he only wanted to recreate this scene with a challenging mindset.

As they filmed, they discovered that Xia Ming's talent was truly astonishing.

However, he was also arrogant. He was once a genius photographer and refused to accept defeat, determined to reproduce this scene.

however.

After watching the video of Sun and Moon's commentary today, I felt a sense of loss and powerlessness.

Others are using techniques to create stories.

He was simply trying to replicate the technique with the technique.

Although the story is terrible, that's the fault of the writers, actors, and post-production team.

Xia Ming was definitely held back!

Zhou Yi snapped out of his thoughts, picked up his teacup, and nodded slightly to Zhang Jun: "Let's go, we still need to see Xia Ming."

"The cameras are practically rolling, why bother going to him?"

As Zhou Yi walked, he said, "Jiang Wen came to the school a few days ago and said he needed a few photographers to prepare for shooting a new film."

Zhang Jun was startled: "You're going to recommend Xia Ming?!"