After the three sets of shots were shot, Fang Yi retreated. The things that were shot can now only be called materials, and the director still needs to arrange and combine them.
Fang Yi uses simple line segments to roughly describe the effect he wants to achieve.
"First we started with my face, cut to a mid-shot to show the faces of other workers, and then zoomed out so that the audience could see the panoramic view; the second set started with a close-up of the Korean female boss's face. After she finished speaking her lines, when translating, don't
Stop, while saying the lines, immediately move to the position behind the female boss, enter the third set of shots, the subject of the picture returns to the workers, and now pulls it back to my face. This forms a closed loop."
"My two faces have different expressions. Although I don't speak my lines, the audience knows that after a psychological struggle, I did not choose to give in. They will have such expectations." Fang Yi paused and observed carefully.
After I was sure that my performance at that time could accurately convey the information to the audience, I continued to explain to Wang Defa.
"And then……"
He seldom said so many words.
The storyboard is illustrated with stick figures, which can not only be understood, but can also be conveyed.
This level of storyboards does not affect the director's skill. For example, Jiang Wen, his stick figures may be more rough; there are also storyboards that are drawn like comics. A certain Hong Kong director was indeed featured in a charity auction because of his artistry.
It is popular and sells for a lot of money. This is of course possible, but it is not necessary.
Wang Defa, who has been in the industry for ten years, is already trembling, as if he is touching his forehead.
Wang Defa's inequality: technology > appearance.
What about technology + appearance?
Director Wang, who had been outsourcing orders for more than ten years and had always thought he had unappreciated talents, couldn't help but find two long bundles of hair hanging down from him. He held them up tremblingly, pressed them tightly, and pressed them close to his scalp.
After completing this set of movements, it was like a Christian making the sign of the cross, and Wang Defa felt a little more at ease.
He said: "Fang Yi, have you studied directing before?"
"No."
"Not at all?"
"Not at all."
Strictly speaking.
Wang Defa nodded rather bitterly, licked his dry lips, and sat back on his fishing chair.
Then, he remembered something and stood up again, as if the seat was burning. He widened his eyes and asked, "Teacher Fang, do you want to continue teaching?"
Fang Yi, who is not familiar with the world, does not have zero IQ, so he naturally pushed it.
But Wang Defa turned around in a circle and thought that there was still something to do.
"Who is that... He Sheng!" Wang Defa called his assistant, "Go and take a seat with Teacher Fang Yi."
"Isn't it already up?" The assistant is debugging the slide rail. His several-meter-long slide rail seems to be endless and it is worth spending a lifetime squatting there to debug it.
"I bought a new one, you go and spread it out for him to sit on..."
After the assistant brought the hundred-yuan luxury throne, Fang Yi returned to his previous state. He quietly watched what happened on the set, his vision was unfocused, and he was thinking about his own things. Only rarely did he suddenly
His eyes were alert and he leaned forward to observe.
But at this time, Wang Defa was no longer as interested as before, but turned around and asked nervously:
"Teacher Fang, what happened?"
Wang Defa still yearns for the dream of being a director, and still yearns for young models on yachts.
It took him a long time to realize that directors also have visible talents.
As he was leaving, he held the door of the Changan car open and his senior brother Wang Defa said: "Teacher Fang, I heard that you occasionally guest star as a voice actor, and I know that you can speak lines well; now I think you can also try directing, not just for fun." No, entertainment directors are real directors. Although I am not good at it, you are still so young, maybe you can make it in time."
When he said this, the professional extras from the capital were also going to the inter-provincial bus one after another. The team leader who took over the work passed cigarettes to Wang Defa's crew. They did not dare to meet Wang Defa directly, so they took a roundabout way. Looking for relationships.
The lower cast members disbanded early and went home, knowing that they could not stay together for long, and were not in the mood to greet each other.
It is often the professionals themselves who know best that the gap between people cannot be made up by hard work. It seems that since the birth of mankind, whether it is natural science, art or sports, they have been different from the beginning, and they have become more and more different.
"Sure enough, there is a difference."
Wang Defa lamented that his hair was already attached to his scalp smoothly and did not require additional compaction.
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In Zhejiang Province, the continuous thunderstorms finally ended in December. As Christmas approached, businesses began to put up lights and colorful decorations. When Li Wan returned home from school, she sat in her father's car and looked out. Young men and women gathered on the streets passing by. Wandering back and forth.
The TV at home has not stopped either. In addition to fixed TV programs, there is an endless stream of consumer advertisements about Christmas activities.
This day is Wednesday, the day when "Stirring Up China" is broadcast. At 9 o'clock sharp, Li Wan will sit in front of the TV and watch the entire episode. Her father originally did not allow it, but his discipline on her became more and more severe. This is because his father What happened after divorcing his mother seemed to prove that children can be better without their mother by their side. Li Wan had compromised on everything else, but this incident showed rebellion. He tried to persuade her many times and tried beating her, but it had no effect. .
"Why would a child be interested in the legal channel?"
The 9 o'clock program was broadcast, and her father also watched it for a while. He felt bored and talked to himself when he left.
Big Loli Li Wan sat on the floor, holding her legs with her hands and staring at the screen intently.
There is no good-looking brother today.
The micro-movie of "Stirring Up China" is random. I don't know when it will be broadcast, and the host doesn't mention it.
After 40 minutes, the TV ended. Li Wan didn't stop and obediently returned to the room to do additional exercises.
Li Wan's grades have always been among the top in her age group and have not fluctuated all year round, but they have declined recently. During class, the teacher will feel that she is distracted and sometimes calls out to criticize her. Li Wan, a big lolita, is increasingly depressed and talks less. The teacher didn’t know what happened to Li Wan. He just felt that when Li Wan grew up, he had a naughty personality and was unwilling to be disciplined. He attributed the reason to this. At the worst time, he came to visit Li Wan and the person who received him was Li Wan’s father. However, her father knew the reason and admitted his fault to her, but he still lied to the teacher in front of the empty wedding photo and the empty wall:
"Maybe Li Wan has reached the stage of rebellion."
The teacher looked as if that was indeed the case.
Thinking of this, the mechanical pencil Li Wan used for drawing broke. She pressed it a few times, and the pen retracted every time. She had to replace it and polish it smooth on the notebook.
Click, cross, glance, hook...
A person's name appeared on the notebook.
Fang Yi.
This is the name of the male lead in that program.
At the time of the broadcast, her parents had not divorced yet, they were just breaking things. She thought they were having trouble for a while and were waiting quietly for them to finish, and were distracted to pass the time.
On the screen, the background was the legal channel. Li Wan still remembered the magnetic voice of the actor. She was attracted by the voice, and then she saw the picture and noticed the story; the good-looking brother and sister overcame many obstacles.
Difficulties and happiness come together.
Li Wan felt a little admiration in her heart, but she didn't know whether it was a child's imagination about her parents or a girl's fantasy about her idol.
Fang Yi's name was written again.
"boom!"
The door was pushed open violently.
Her father quickly walked under the desk lamp and saw the unfinished auxiliary lines and the crumpled draft. His father was now very suspicious, so he immediately picked up the draft and spread it out to read.
It's two black marks.
saved.
"Work hard!"
Her father warned.
Li Wan's heart was pounding.
It was also because of the open door that the voice of the TV commercial came out: "It's all silky smooth now."
That's a very familiar voice.
Li Wan jumped up and kicked the wooden box at the end of the bed. He screamed sadly, but ignored it and just ran towards the living room.