Unlike shooting at home, there are two camera positions arranged here in the library. Yun Shuqian's SLR is placed on the table, mainly used to shoot the small details of the two people's hands when writing.
For a short film without lines, these details are the language expressed to the audience.
In fact, if the story is told well, there is no problem if the plot is simple. How to tell the story is the real problem, which means foreshadowing and scenes that do not affect the development of the story but have strong emotions are very important in the script.
components, even if they don't directly advance the plot or storyline.
Yuan Caiyi took out a tripod and set up another SLR. This camera was used to shoot the main story scenes of the two people.
"You two change your seats a little bit. I think it's better for Song Jiamu to sit here. Qianqian, you and him sit diagonally. Uh-huh, that's it, okok!"
The three of them finished reviewing the script in the library together and arranged the shooting scene. It was almost eleven o'clock in the morning.
For Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian, this is the first time they have acted. This will be submitted as an entry. If selected, it will be posted on the school forum. Compared with these, what extra work is included?
The comprehensive test scores have become secondary.
If many years later, when the two of them are the same age as their parents, they can still show these photos and micro-movies to their children, these will be the best records of their youth.
No one can keep their youth forever, but they can keep the best memories of their youth.
Today was Yun Shuqian's first time on camera, and she seemed to take it very seriously. Song Jiamu felt that she was not making a scripted micro-movie, but more like a pre-marriage documentary.
For this reason, she, who had never worn a skirt on campus, wore a cute floral dress today. She even washed her face before the photo shoot and asked Yuan Caiyi to help her put on simple makeup.
"Okay, let's get started!"
After hearing Director Yuan Da's instructions, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian also began to prepare their moods.
The first scene is when the male protagonist and the female protagonist get to know each other. The male protagonist is fascinated at the first sight of the female protagonist and stares at the female protagonist. The female protagonist also realizes that the male protagonist is looking at her and does not look up at first. After the male protagonist
After his eyes averted twice, the generous and proactive heroine greeted him in a humorous way, and the two began to exchange text on the note.
The previous filming was all of Song Jiamu's one-man shows. Today, he felt strange and strange when he was acting with Yun Shuqian.
The previous performance of "the male protagonist concentrates on reading and occasionally looks at the scenery outside the window" was quite smooth, but when he "accidentally discovered the beautiful girl sitting diagonally across the corner", Song Jiamu looked at him seriously.
Yun Shuqian, for some reason, felt that she was very funny, so his expression began to change, and finally he couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing on the table.
"Kakaka!"
Yuan Caiyi quickly lowered her voice and stopped filming. She was satisfied when she looked at the monitor, but Song Jiamu burst out laughing.
Yun Shuqian had just entered the state, but was interrupted by his smile. She also slapped him angrily and laughed: "What are you doing! What's so funny?"
"Oh my gosh, I thought this scene was going to go smoothly."
Yuan Caiyi held his forehead and said, "Song Jiamu, stop laughing! Be serious now, Qianqian, did he also laugh during the filming last night?"
"No, it happened all at once last night."
"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. I suddenly wanted to laugh when I saw her..."
Song Jiamu was still laughing. It was indeed not professional enough. He felt like he was laughing like the two police officers when they heard about the mermaid.
"I, do I look funny?!"
"That's not the reason..."
"Don't laugh, don't laugh!"
When he smiled, Yun Shuqian wanted to laugh. How could he take pictures like this?
"Okay, I won't laugh, I won't laugh."
Song Jiamu rubbed his face with both hands, took two deep breaths, and rekindled his emotions.
Yuan Caiyi was also nearby to give him advice: "The state of your performance now is decadent and lifeless. Just imagine that you and Zhang Sheng and others went to the Internet cafe together all night, and everyone sat at a table when they came out in the morning."
Yun Shuqian asked curiously: "Why do they have to sit at the same table for breakfast after staying up all night?"
"Because I have been kneeling all night, so you should have a sense of belonging. You are sleepy, decadent, and have no energy. You don't want to talk yet. Song Jiamu, hurry up and start brewing!"
"Ahem."
Song Jiamu closed his eyes and pondered for a while, his expression returned to its previous state, he nodded and gestured to the two girls: "That's it."
"Don't laugh anymore." Yun Shuqian also warned.
"sorry."
"Then start over!"
Yuan Caiyi is staring at the surveillance. In the picture, Song Jiamu is concentrating on reading, occasionally looking at the scenery outside the window, but his lowered eyes and empty eyes appear listless. He looks away from the window, holding the pages of the book with his fingers, ready to turn.
His movements paused, his lowered eyes became more energetic, and his empty eyes became focused - he spotted the beautiful girl sitting diagonally across from him at some point.
Yuan Caiyi stared at the surveillance more intently, adjusting the position of the camera so that the picture would have the feeling that "the light is gradually getting brighter". Then the camera shot to Yun Shuqian, who was reading quietly, seemingly feeling something.
Di tilted her head slightly and noticed Song Jiamu peeking at her.
Song Jiamu quickly turned his head and pretended not to look, but his Adam's apple rolling up and down showed his inner nervousness.
Yun Shuqian continued to read, and Song Jiamu couldn't help but peek again. This time it was more secretive, but the girl still discovered him.
He turned his head away again, feeling embarrassed and embarrassed. His thumb and index finger uneasily twisted the corner of the page, but he hadn't turned it once from the beginning until now.
Yun Shuqian turned to stare at him, looking very bold and generous. Song Jiamu, who didn't know she was staring at him, wanted to peek again, but this time his eyes met hers.
"..."
"...Pfft haha!!"
"???"
Yuan Caiyi looked at the surveillance camera. She was eating dog food and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously. But this time it was Yun Shu's turn to smile. It was obvious that almost half of the scene had been filmed! Director Yuan Da now only
I want to hit my head against the wall and die.
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"I'm sorry... I really didn't mean to laugh... but Song Zhutou is so funny..."
Yun Shuqian was lying on the table, burying her face in her arms, smiling so hard that her face turned red and she was out of breath. Her cute floral skirt was shaking under the table, and she had originally put it together on the chair.
The cute little white shoes in front of her also stretched forward relaxedly, and the toes of the shoes swayed in a pleasant arc.
In front of outsiders, she had never called him Song Zhutou, but just now her mind was full of "Song Zhutou is peeking at me", so she couldn't help laughing, and even called him Song Zhutou in front of Yuan Caiyi.
Now it was better, Yun Shu smiled lightly, and Song Jiamu couldn't help but laugh. The two of them laughed and laughed, but Yuan Caiyi was out of tune with them and looked like he was about to cry to death.
"Director, as you can see, you don't blame me this time. She laughed first! She also attacked me personally and said I was funny!"
"...Haha, I'm sorry, hahaha."
Well, even the most professional actors have their moments of laughter.
Yuan Caiyi sat next to Yun Shuqian and encouraged her like she encouraged Song Jiamu: "Qianqian... stop laughing! Stop it!"
"But when I think about how stupid he was just now, I really want to laugh..."
"If you do this, you just think that he is not looking at you."
"Then who is he looking at?"
"Yu Han!" Yuan Caiyi whispered in her ear.
"..."
Yun Shuqian stopped laughing immediately. When he looked at Song Jiamu, her eyes seemed to have murderous intent. He could look at anyone, but he must not look at Yu Han!
"Well... the expression is too strong. You should be generous and look at him boldly. There is gentleness and temperament in your eyes. I always feel like you want to kill Song Jiamu."
"He's looking at Yu Han!"
"No, no, Yu Han isn't here. Your beauty has attracted all his eyes and attention."
Hearing what Yuan Caiyi said, a touch of shyness appeared on Yun Shuqian's face. After neutralizing the emotion just now, such shyness and tenderness were hidden in his boldness.
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian regained their mood, and Yuan Caiyi continued filming the scene just before the laugh scene.
[Hello^_^] Yun Shuqian boldly wrote a note and threw it to him.
Song Jiamu confirmed that there was no one else around and that the girl's note was for him. Then he opened the note and replied to her with a slight excitement. He hesitated on the paper and finally wrote the two words "Hello".
【There is something on your face】
After receiving the note from the girl, Song Jiamu quickly groped his face.
【No】
[Hehe, I’m teasing you]
Song Jiamu smiled happily, and Yun Shuqian also smiled happily, and then handed him a new note with her name written on it [Yun Shuqian]
The male and female protagonists in the play do not have script names. It was Yuan Caiyi's decision to let them use their own names, so that they would have a stronger sense of immersion during filming.
Song Jiamu also wrote his name and went back [Song Jiamu]
【Hello】
【you're good too】
This scene has been filmed at this point. This is the first time that the male protagonist meets the female protagonist in the play. Following the clip shot in Song Jiamu’s room before, he posted the note on the wall, and his whole spirit
The status begins to change.
"Very good! It's time for the next scene. Go to the dressing room and change clothes!"
"There's no locker room..."
"bathroom!"
Song Jiamu took a T-shirt from his bag. The T-shirts he wore recently were all given by Yun Shuqian last time, and he wore one every day.
Yun Shuqian also took out another small skirt from her bag and went to the bathroom with Yuan Caiyi to change clothes.
The next part is the development of the plot. The male and female protagonists sit in the same position every day and talk to each other implicitly using notes. The male protagonist cannot suppress his emotions and begins to become active, and his energy and spirit are completely different from before.
different.
The shooting lasted until one o'clock in the afternoon, then the three of them went to the cafeteria to eat and then returned to the library to continue shooting.
In the final turning scene, the girl didn't come to the library for two days, and the male protagonist was in a low mood, staring blankly at the empty seats diagonally across the corner.
Finally on the third day of the play, a light flashed on the male protagonist's face. It turned out that the female protagonist had changed seats. She had taken two days off due to illness. Today she came to the library again and was playfully using a mirror to reflect the light.
The sun is shining on him.
The male protagonist excitedly and proactively sat across from her and handed her a note as usual.
He wrote firmly [Can I ask you to go for a walk on the playground together?]
The heroine wrote [I thought you would never say it]
As he was leaving, the heroine handed him another note, which said: "Actually, I noticed you first."
…
At five o'clock in the afternoon, all the main scenes of "The Note" were filmed.
Today is a two-person scene between Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian. Although they laughed many times during the period, they still successfully completed the shooting task. Yun Shuqian did not lose these notes as props, and put them all away.
In the bag.
"I thought it would take two days to shoot, but it was good, it was done in one day." Yuan Caiyi said with satisfaction.
"Well, I'm exhausted." Yun Shuqian lay sleepily on the table.
Yuan Caiyi happily tickled her and complained: "I see how energetic you are and how tired you are. It just so happens that while we still have some time, let's film the ending and the easter eggs together."
"Easter eggs? There are still easter eggs?" Song Jiamu made the lowest-ranking voice, good guy, how come he didn't know there were easter eggs in this show.
"Kiss." Yuan Caiyi said.
"Please make sure the photo is realistic!" Song Jiamu suddenly cheered up.
"You think so well!" Yun Shuqian stepped on him angrily. This guy didn't even try to hide it in front of Yuan Caiyi, so he was not ashamed.
The three of them left the library and came to the track and field.
"You guys should take a walk first and try to develop the feeling of holding hands. It's like rubbing the back of the hand in the middle, rubbing, and finally holding hands! This one needs a big lens!"
Hearing what Yuan Caiyi said, Yun Shuqian's heartbeat quickened a little. Although the two of them were holding hands these days, it was different this time. They had to be captured by the camera! And they also had to put their hands on art.
It’s a festival for people to watch and appreciate! Maybe uncles, aunts, parents, etc. will also want to see it!
"Yes, that's right, Qianqian is the shy and a little tangled state you are in now!"
"..."
"I'll go back to the dormitory first to get the Easter egg props, and you two can practice first."
Yuan Caiyi went back to the dormitory to get some props, while Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian were practicing holding hands on the track and field.
Soon, Yuan Caiyi came back, holding a rose in her hand.
"Is this the prop for Easter eggs?"
Song Jiamu took the rose and looked at Yun Shuqian with bright eyes.
"The roses have already appeared, isn't it too much to not give them a kiss?"
"roll."
No reserved girl would kiss him in front of the camera!
She snatched the rose from Song Jiamu's hand, brought it to the tip of her nose and sniffed it. Speaking of which, she had never received a rose before she had grown up. She always felt that this was something that only girls who had entered puberty would have the opportunity to receive.
one's gift.
"Okay, okay, let's take a photo of walking and holding hands first! Let's begin!"
The camera followed the two of them. In the picture, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian each held their hands behind their backs reservedly. The two were walking on the track and field track under the golden dusk, and the beautiful girl was talking to him.
"Then what should we say?" Song Jiamu lowered his head and asked her softly.
"You can say whatever you want, there's no sound in the picture anyway." Yun Shuqian raised her head and answered him softly.
"Well, let me think about it, what should we eat tonight?"
[Action, Action] Yuan Caiyi, who was following the shooting with a SLR behind her, reminded me.
The hands of the two people behind their backs naturally dropped down, and the arms in the middle occasionally touched and rubbed against each other.
“Eat stir-fried dried artemisia and small yellow croaker!”
While talking, Yun Shuqian naturally became happy, leaning slightly sideways and raising her head to talk to him, while Yuan Caiyi continued to capture the details.
"Yun Shuqian, I want to hold your hand."
"It's not time yet."
"What now?"
Yun Shuqian didn't say anything. The two of them walked naturally, but in tacit agreement, the arms in the middle stopped swinging. The skin on the backs of each other's hands rubbed together, just like this again and again.
As a director and an audience, Yuan Caiyi looked at the surveillance scene and began to feel a little itchy: Hold me! You two are holding me so hard!
Until the close-up of the two people's hands appeared on the screen, Song Jiamu tentatively opened his palm, and Yun Shuqian also tentatively moved his small hand closer to his palm. At the moment when the audience's emotions were the most intense, the two intertwined their fingers.
.
Under the lens, the sunset was brilliant, and their shadows stretched so long behind them.
OK, satisfied.
Even Yuan Caiyi, a veteran in love, was tickled by the hand-holding they just held. She was as impatient as a real audience. When she saw them holding hands, she was also greatly relieved.
The tone of her mouth made her aunt smile.
Without shouting or stopping, Yuan Caiyi looked at the captured footage with satisfaction.
Yun Shuqian and Song Jiamu didn't know that the filming had been completed. They seemed to have no cameras - which was indeed the case. They really didn't deliberately act out the scene of holding hands. They just dawdled along naturally, and then held hands.
Together, like two primary school students, they gently shook the hands they held and walked along the track and field together, watching the sunset and chatting about what to eat tonight.
When they reached the opposite side of the track and field, the two of them saw Yuan Caiyi who had fallen behind. They didn't know if the filming was over.
"Very good, let's take pictures of the Easter eggs together."
Yuan Caiyi brought the rose to Song Jiamu, and the two guys were still holding hands.
"How do you take pictures of Easter eggs? I got down on one knee and proposed to Yun Shuqian?" Song Jiamu asked.
"If Qianqian wants, you can shoot like this." Yuan Caiyi said.
"I don't want it!" Yun Shuqian blushed and then let go of Song Jiamu's hand.
"That's it, let's go under the banyan tree later. Song Jiamu took the rose and was about to confess to her, but he didn't expect that she thought the same way, and unexpectedly kissed you before you took out the rose!
"
"I understand." Song Jiamu said. It was probably the feeling of being preempted to confess her love. After all, the heroine in the play is generous and brave.
"Don't take pictures of your face!" Yun Shuqian quickly reminded, "We are fake relatives! So Caiyi, you only take pictures of your lower body!"
"Don't worry." Yuan Caiyi made an OK gesture.
Under the banyan tree, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian stood opposite each other. He held a rose in his hand and hid it behind his back, looking down at her tenderly. Yun Shuqian also boldly looked at him with her hands behind her back.
Yuan Caiyi watched the surveillance screen attentively. After Yun Shuqian took the initiative to take a step towards him, the camera focused on the lower bodies of the two people.
The girl's hand gently held the boy's waist.
She gently stood on her tiptoes.
There was only the lower body in the picture, and Yuan Caiyi didn't know what was going on, but the two people's acting skills seemed to have reached their peak at this moment, so much so that Yuan Caiyi felt that Yun Shuqian really kissed Song Jiamu - because
The subtle changes in Song Jiamu's limbs showed that he was really unexpected. The rose in his hand dropped in shock, and his fingers looked a little dazed but surprised.
…
Outside the camera.
The fiery cloud covered the western sky, like a gorgeous watercolor painting. One end slowly unfolded, gradually getting farther and farther to the horizon, thus making the sunset even more bright red and gorgeous.
Yun Shuqian's face and Song Jiamu's face quickly came close to each other, their breaths blew into each other's faces, and each other's heartbeats suddenly became violent.
Before Song Jiamu came back to his senses, Yun Shuqian stood on tiptoes and gently kissed the side of his face.
The girl's lips have a unique texture, as soft as moistened candy wrappers, thin, soft, and with a sweet milky fragrance.
She really! Really kissed him on the side of his face!
Song Jiamu's heart stirred up waves, and the rose in his hand dropped in shock.
"Don't think I don't know you secretly kissed me this morning...Now, now it's even."
Yun Shuqian's face was as red as the beautiful sunset on the horizon, and she said this in a voice that only Song Jiamu could hear clearly.
Her lips left, but the cool and moist feeling on her cheeks clearly told Song Jiamu that he was not dreaming. Yun Shuqian really kissed him. This kiss came from her after eight years.
Song Jiamu stood under the banyan tree, looking at the girl who blushed and ran to watch the surveillance replay, her skirt fluttering.
His eyes followed her, and the world suddenly turned into color.