Chapter 39 Director, call the police, this guy must have a criminal record
In the cold wind.
Not far away, Gao Yuanyuan smiled at Ding Xiu, at least that's what Ding Xiu thought. After waving her hand, she got into the taxi and gradually drove away.
Ding Xiu and Wang Baoqiang helped Xu Haofeng walk to the hotel. After just a few steps, Xu Haofeng vomited while holding on to a telephone pole on the roadside.
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In a villa in the city, Ding Xiu was filming a massacre.
Not long after Gao Yuanyuan left, Wang Baoqiang finished filming, and now he is the only starring role in the crew.
It was snowing heavily outside and it was warm inside the house. Fortunately, this was an interior scene. It would not have been so comfortable if it had been an exterior scene.
Outdoor scenes have high requirements on weather and light. A scene cannot be shot immediately. Generally, only a certain point in time is taken. If the time exceeds the shooting time, you can only wait until the next day.
If you don’t take the time into account and shoot all day long, the final effect will be:
The sun is shining brightly one second, but may be gone the next.
While the actor was napping, it started to get dark within a few minutes. In one shot, there was light snow falling, but in the next shot, there was a foot of snow on the ground.
Interior scenes are different. They are not affected by the weather. You can shoot how you want in the room. As long as it is not night, the light will be about the same. It is the same if you can't add some light.
"Brother Xiu, you are more fierce. This is your first time killing someone here. Why are you so calm? This is not in line with the character's state at that time."
"Put yourself in, imagine what it feels like to kill someone. What I want is trembling, fear, and a bit of forced composure."
Xu Haofeng came out from behind the monitor and explained the drama to Ding Xiu earnestly.
Originally, he thought this scene would be the easiest one. After all, Ding Xiu is a very skilled martial artist, so this small action scene was easy for him and not difficult at all.
There is no need to worry about drama, because there are not even a single line.
Just be responsible for killing and killing, and that's it.
However, Ding Xiu ended up with 18 NGs in a row. The reason was that he was too calm when he struck. He was terrifyingly calm, like a killer without emotions.
If he hadn't known that he was an ordinary high school student before coming to Peiping, Xu Haofeng would have almost called the police to report his case.
"I have no fear because I have taken on the role." Ding Xiu felt a little tired and had no choice.
He has no idea what fear is. How can he be afraid of killing people?
It's making trouble.
He could sit next to the pile of dead people to eat and drink during the day, and lie in the pile of dead people to sleep at night. If it was cold, he could even pull two corpses over to block the wind.
It's really difficult to make him show the fear and anxiety after killing someone. It's too difficult.
Xu Haofeng smoked half a cigarette speechlessly. This was the first time he encountered such a strange thing: "Your acting foundation is still a bit weak. You can't even do simple emotional substitution. In film school, this is all sophomore knowledge."
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"What is emotional substitution?" Ding Xiu asked.
"Actors need to play different roles. Each role has different emotions and desires. In order to get closer to the character, the actor has to experience what the character has experienced, such as working, begging, being a waiter, etc."
"But some emotions cannot be experienced by actors. For example, in this scene of murder, it is impossible for actors to kill someone personally to feel the emotion. This requires emotional substitution."
"What I want is fear, trembling, apprehension, as well as excitement and forced composure. Think carefully, what have you done or experienced before that made you feel similar emotions?"
"Putting this emotion in the scene before you is emotion substitution."
Xu Haofeng does not believe that a person is born with no fear. When he was a child, he encountered a snake, was bitten by a dog, did not complete his homework, and was beaten by his parents. There must be fear.
Ding Xiu thought about it carefully and said, "Does it count as the first time visiting a kiln?"
"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough."
After smoking for so many years, apart from choking once when I was just learning, Xu Haofeng choked on cigarettes for the second time and almost choked with tears.
"Brother, I call you brother, can you say something normal?"
God is visiting a brothel. I didn’t expect Ding Xiu to have such an experience. I don’t know if it is true or not.
Ding Xiu frowned and pushed his memory forward, thirty years old, twenty-five years old, twenty years old, fourteen years old, and finally he found the fear Xu Haofeng talked about.
That was during the Wanli period.
There was a severe drought that year, the crops were not harvested well, and the village where they lived was plundered by bandits. In order to survive, every household took up sickles and hoes to resist.
If the small amount of food was taken away, the entire family would starve to death. It would be impossible without a fight.
At that time, my father went out to fight the bandits. Before leaving, he stuffed him and his mother into the closet and told them not to come out.
There were sounds of shouting and killing outside, accompanied by crying from time to time.
My father didn't come home for a long time, and my mother couldn't wait any longer, so she took a kitchen knife and ran out.
After a long time, the door of the house was broken, and a bandit rushed in. He rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find valuables. Perhaps he relaxed his vigilance when he saw that no one was home.
The moment the other person opened the closet, he held the butcher knife tightly and rushed forward. He was caught off guard and was knocked down.
Draw the sword, draw the sword, draw the sword, draw the sword...
Blood splashed all over him and dyed his whole body red. At that time, his mind went blank, followed by fear and trembling. He couldn't stand up and could only crawl to the corner to vomit.
He cried for a long time, but did not cry out.
Not long after, two young men walked into his home. The man was eighteen or nineteen years old, and the woman was fifteen or sixteen years old. Each was holding a Qi family knife.
The woman comforted him and told him not to be afraid, it was all right.
That day, he gained an extra master, a master...
Xu Haofeng did not disturb Ding Xiu's daze. Ding Xiu came to his senses after he finished smoking a cigarette.
"Let's get started."
"May I?"
"It should be fine."
"Put on makeup, adjust the lights, and the extras are in place..."
An hour later, the scene of the massacre was completed.
Everyone was very quiet during the filming process, and no one spoke during the break. It was just that everyone looked at Ding Xiu a little bit wrong.
Behind the monitor, Xu Haofeng's feet were full of cigarette butts. He lit another one and took two puffs before walking towards Ding Xiu.
He handed over the cigarette in his mouth.
"Smoke one, slowly."
"Need not."
"It's better to take a few puffs, otherwise I'll be scared."
Ding Xiu's performance was so terrifying. His ferocious face, trembling palms, and cold eyes made him look like he had committed suicide.
His heart trembled every time he watched the replay.
The most difficult part was playing the role of the extras who were killed. They were psychologically traumatized by the killing. They cried and shouted several times not to shoot anymore. In the end, they were allowed to stay after adding 200 yuan each.
"It's really unnecessary." Ding Xiu shook his head, stood up and said, "Today's filming is over, I'm going back to the hotel first."
Ding Xiu left without removing his makeup or changing his clothes. In the heavy snow, his back was full of stories.
As soon as he left, the assistant director ran to Xu Haofeng and said, "Director Xu, let's call the police. I suspect he has a criminal record and he may be a fugitive who escaped from somewhere."
The cameraman said tremblingly: "Yes, call the police. After all these years in the industry, I have never seen a murder scene performed so realistically. Not even the best actor can do it. This kid definitely acted in his true colors."