Huayu: I Have a Doraemon

Chapter 103 Method Acting (Please continue reading)

Upon hearing the girl's answer, the middle-aged man's face was filled with disbelief.

"Didn't you always say your dream was to become an actor? Have you given up?" he couldn't help but ask.

The beautiful woman also cast a glance at them.

Recently, she felt that her daughter was acting strangely. She was always glued to the computer and would often run out for a stroll, sometimes for half a day at a time.

Although she secretly hoped her daughter would go out and be active instead of staying cooped up in her room all day, this inexplicable abnormality was indeed unsettling.

"No, I haven't given up being an actor, but let's wait and see."

The girl analyzed, counting on her fingers: "I haven't finished high school yet, and I don't have a deep understanding of acting. Most importantly, domestic film and television production is not standardized enough. Even if I go back, I won't be able to get any decent projects."

Don't ask her how she knows all this.

There's a chat partner named "The Fish Is Finished" who constantly criticizes, mocks, and belittles the domestic film and television industry, making it impossible for her not to know about it.

The middle-aged man listened, stunned, and couldn't help but ask, "Who taught you these things?"

The girl felt a little guilty, and her gaze unconsciously drifted to the side. "Nobody was there. I figured it out myself."

The beautiful woman picked up the black tea on the coffee table, took a sip, and her gaze lingered on her daughter's face for two seconds before she inwardly snorted.

The middle-aged man didn't press further, but simply leaned back on the sofa, his expression becoming somewhat subtle.

He originally thought that this trip to the United States would allow him to bring his old friend and his family back to China, but unexpectedly...

"Since Sisi has other ideas, let's wait and see."

The beautiful woman said, "She's still too young. Let her finish her studies first."

The girl nodded repeatedly, thinking that this was not her original intention, but it was a good excuse.

Seeing that both the mother and daughter said so, the middle-aged man did not insist any further.

"Even if I don't act, I can go back to China first. The country has changed a lot in the past few years," he said.

The girl agreed and said, "The school will have spring break at the end of March."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly: "Then I'll book your plane tickets."

He added with a laugh, "It just so happens that my apartment is looking for models recently, maybe you could give it a try."

The girl had no objection.

Before the middle-aged man could say anything more, the girl's phone suddenly rang.

The girl took out her phone, glanced at the caller ID, then her pupils contracted and she sprang up from the sofa.

"Godfather, I have something to do. You talk to Mom."

After saying that, she dragged her slippers and ran towards the stairwell.

"Sissi!"

The beautiful woman's voice came from behind, tinged with displeasure.

"I need to take this call!"

The girl didn't turn her head; her voice drifted over from the stairwell.

The living room fell silent.

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze, his expression somewhat subtle: "What's wrong with Sisi?"

"I don't know, this child has been like this lately," the beautiful woman sighed.

The middle-aged man paused for a few seconds, then carefully asked, "Are you in a relationship?"

The beautiful woman paused, then shook her head: "No. She doesn't know anyone at school. And look at her, does she look like she's in love?"

The middle-aged man thought about it for a moment and realized that it didn't seem like it.

But he still spoke up to remind her, "Sisi is young and easily deceived, so you should be more careful."

The beautiful woman nodded.

After Lin An helped Gao Yuanyuan register a QQ account, he closed his laptop, leaned back in his chair, picked up his bowl, scooped up some glutinous rice balls, and began to eat them heartily.

"Tomorrow is the official start of filming. Have you understood the script?" he asked, his words muffled.

"The Night the Comet Came" wasn't difficult to film; the difficulty lay in the editing and acting.

Actors need to enter different states and use a series of micro-expressions to show the fear and bewilderment of "I don't belong to this time and space".

The female lead's performance was the most crucial.

Initially, she was confused; then she became curious; and later, she experienced despair and madness after discovering her boyfriend's betrayal.

"It is a bit complicated, but I don't think there's any problem," Gao Yuanyuan said.

Lin An wasn't entirely at ease and reminded him, "If there's anything you don't understand, just say so. This movie has Shanghai TV's name on it, so they'll have to put in some effort eventually."

After thinking for a moment, Gao Yuanyuan shook her head and said, "No need, I can act well."

Lin An didn't understand where her confidence came from, but since she had said so, he could only stop there.

The following week, the crew of "The Night the Comet Came" entered a full-scale filming phase.

To ensure the film's quality closely resembled the original work, Lin An used a bottle of [Memory Powder] costing 1000 points to awaken memories of watching the film in his previous life.

This not only effectively improves filming efficiency, but also indirectly guides the actors' acting.

During this process, he discovered that Gao Yuanyuan, who did not have a formal training in acting, was actually the easiest person to guide.

Lin Cong explained this by saying that the actor resonated with the character.

Lin An recalled Gao Yuanyuan's first relationship and felt that it made some sense.

As another shot ended, everyone on set relaxed.

"I'm so tired, so tired, so tired!"

Shen Teng, eyes closed, slumped against the table and chair, muttering frantically, "This is way more tiring than filming comedies, Director Lin, when are we going back to filming 'iPartment'?"

"You're asking me?"

Lin Cong, holding a thermos, glanced at Lin An fiddling with the DV camera and sneered, "Someone has gone mad. Let's see when he'll let you go."

Filming actually ended two days ago, and now we're just working on the details to accumulate enough material for the later editing.

This repetitive performance is extremely tedious and torture for actors, photographers, and lighting technicians.

However, from the perspective of winning awards, this is a necessary sacrifice.

"Don't worry, today is the last day. I'll treat everyone to dinner tonight," Lin An said casually.

Shen Teng wasn't very interested in this.

More than the meal, he was curious about Lin An's future plans: "After filming, who do you plan to edit it for?"

Lin An pointed to himself.

Shen Teng was taken aback for a moment, then asked curiously, "Are you serious? You have to film during the day."

Lin Cong also warned, "iPartment is the key project for Shanghai TV. If it's not finished filming by the deadline, you'll face a lawsuit."

Lin An didn't know how to explain the power of "24 hours a day" to them, so he could only make a promise that he would not delay his business.

To be honest, he doesn't mind if others edit the footage.

With the Cannes deadline fast approaching, it's not always possible for an editor to complete a high-quality edit of a film within a little over a month.

Besides, he hadn't earned any points in a long time.

In order to avoid being left without points in case of unforeseen circumstances, I have no choice but to work hard now.

"Don't push yourself so hard."

Gao Yuanyuan came over at some point and said seriously, "Staying up late for a long time will damage the brain and increase the risk of various diseases. I heard people say this when I was on set before. In Hengdian, staff members die suddenly every few weeks due to high-intensity work."

Lin An looked up at her and smiled, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Shen Teng, standing to the side, couldn't help but roll her eyes, pouting and mouthing, "I know what I'm doing~"

Lin Cong shook his head slightly, thinking that Shen Teng would be beaten to death sooner or later.