Let’s exchange greetings and call each other brothers and sisters.
Fang Yi himself calls other people by their honorifics. He is still a child. Only Fang Yi, the other person, has a little trouble here.
What to call it?
Brother Fang? Do you have this qualification?
Starring Fang? Isn’t it too raw?
Teacher Fang? This...is too licking.
The tent was filled with a subtle atmosphere.
Regarding the issue of Comrade Fang Yi's status, this matter is not a trivial matter. Comrade Wang Defa, the top leader, needs to give a high-level opinion.
These aspects in the circle are very particular. According to status, they automatically arrange the order from high to low, and will not treat those with potential harshly in terms of titles; if they are skilled, such
If you don't see it clearly, you may have to be more indifferent.
For example, Wang Defa, when he resisted the camera more than ten years ago, he still remembers his master bringing him in. At the age of eighteen, he stood like a slave, and the first thing people said to him was:
"It's Xiao Wang..."
Wang Defa then got the first task: "Who...go and bring me a package of Yuxi cigarettes."
To be honest, Wang Defa also wanted to support him in this way. He was more than ten years older than Fang Yi, and he looked several rounds older. It was not a bad idea to call him "Xiao Fang". However, Wang Defa looked at Fang Yi's visible appearance.
The potential, this boy really has the appearance of a great emperor. Thinking that this junior brother has a bright future after all, he stood still, with a look of joy and desolation on his face; he moved his lips, but remained silent. His attitude finally became respectful and clear.
cried:
"Teacher Fang."
Everyone seemed to shudder; Fang Yi knew that there was a sadly thick barrier between them.
Wang Defa's small team came to do Mr. Fang's makeup. After a short struggle, it was finally decided that everyone would do the makeup. You would be responsible for the base, I would be responsible for the highlights, and everyone could take a group photo.
Thinking about his career experience, he has done makeup on this future emperor, isn’t that something he can boast about?
Song Yi arrived earlier than Fang Yi and was already sitting in the tent. The cast was very class-oriented. As the female lead, under her butt was the second most expensive 35-yuan fishing chair in the crew. It was comfortable, practical and classy again.
The lower one can only sit on the floor, and the lower one can only stand and be ready to wait at any time. The other fifty-dollar fishing chair, this more noble throne with a luxurious custom-made tea cup groove, is empty because it needs to be reserved.
To Comrade Wang Defa.
But Teacher Fang just sat on this throne out of habit, disapprovingly.
I need to put on makeup. Is it possible that I can do it standing up?
"Pfft~"
Song Yi couldn't help it anymore, she said, "I remembered that Teacher Fang was caught deserting in class... That was a real teacher of Yang Opera, and he was asked to perform temporarily without physical objects. In the end, Teacher Fang went on stage like that, and his performance was very good.
Well, the teacher can only say nothing, hold him in his arms and send him down, asking the teacher to give him steps..."
Song's makeup was more troublesome. After all, she was an actress. She finished it one step before Fang Yi. Now she was already wearing a costume - a self-made red cloth wedding dress. After she finished speaking, she didn't dare to move around. She only dared to use the handbag to turn it around.
Eyes express emotion.
The actress is hinting at Teacher Fang's temper.
He doesn't look down on everyone, he treats everyone equally.
Everyone suddenly realized, and noticed that Teacher Fang, who had been put on a down vest by someone, was reading the script and fell into deep thought. Some actors have this habit. Maybe, having to sit on a fishing chair is also a kind of behavior.
Entertaining quirks.
Song Yi glanced at senior brother Wang Defa apologetically, and saw the peaceful expression on his face.
Understanding, sincerity, tolerance.
She felt relieved and took out two thin pieces of paper. This was the script. Read it carefully.
Wang Defa raised his eyebrows, and there seemed to be thousands of horses galloping in his heart.
Ah, I can give you my throne, but you can’t take it!
Wang Defa felt that all the young men in the tent were looking at him and wanted to say something. However, his mind went blank for a moment. For the first time, he felt that he was a little overwhelmed. Finally, he noticed the script in his hand, so he did
He smiled meaningfully, nodded and read the script, his eyes showing kindness.
He's like a flag, he's standing there.
Wang Defa stared at the script, and this time he really got into it. After reading it from beginning to end again, he waited another two minutes in his mind, cleared his thoughts, and cleared his throat:
"I'll just talk for two minutes."
Teacher Fang and Teacher Song both raised their heads.
This scene had a strong instant impact, which made Wang Defa feel secretly happy, as if he had eaten honey. He said, "Let me tell you about the play first, that is, this film, what I think, and what level I hope you can achieve.
.”
Song and Fang continued to listen.
In response to Director Wang's background sound, I also recalled the content of the script itself.
What the script wants to recreate is a wedding.
There was a heavy snowfall in the south the year before last, and countless passengers were stranded and unable to go home. On the bus that had just left the train station, a couple who was working out of town and originally decided to go back to his hometown to get married this year, was stuck on this road for five days and could not go home on time.
They simply chose to get married on the spot. The passengers used their bedding to make a simple red cloth wedding dress for the woman. They also used the blanket from the mahjong table as a head covering and scraped together some food for the wedding banquet. Most of the people on the bus were migrant workers who didn’t know how to do it.
He hums "Wedding March", but he can also sing "Happy Birthday".
So, the newlyweds got off the car, got in the car, knelt down and worshiped in the midst of everyone's birthday song, on the foreign road that was so blocked that they couldn't move, and in the car that was filled with frosty breath, and completed the unique wedding in their lives.
"... When filming this film, we have to show our faces, put on makeup, and wear costumes - everything should be done as normal. Once the film is uploaded, we have no say whether it needs to be edited or mosaic.
Calculate."
Wang Defa seemed to be speaking to everyone, but in fact he was mainly speaking to the two teachers in the tent.
His team has quite a lot of experience in handling this kind of fringe films, but the two current students may not know it yet; this kind of film is too emotional, the director is also embarrassed, and the film cannot be saved at all; of course it is too bad to affect the actor's personal reputation.
, it is best not to go up or down, but just pass the test.
Being neither good nor bad does not mean that the performance is mediocre, but that the reaction should be given as it should be. The audience knows that the performance is being performed and that the performance is in place. There is no need for self-expression or in-depth performance.
Everything is based on efficiency.
Song and Fang were the two junior Tongtiandai unexpectedly invited by Wang Defa, but the important thing was not to win a hundred heads happily; it was to end the game quickly and open the next one.
I don't know if these two can understand me.
Song Yi must have understood that this level was just right for her, and because she had little experience, it might be a bit beyond her level. She was a little nervous, so she repeated the lines in a low voice, imagining her own interpretation later, and glanced distractedly.
Fang Yi. Because to be honest, part of her nervousness comes from Fang Dashen.
After that class, classmate Song was completely enlightened.
What if the great god Fang unleashes all his firepower and she is crushed to pieces on the spot, unable to catch her.
Fang Yi suddenly remembered the mask badge in his mind a few days ago. He tried to call it, but there was no response. He just thought he was just having random thoughts.
is that so?
Fang Yi is not a parallel import either. He was admitted to the school with double number one. He is well-educated and can dominate the same level without cheating. He went through the plot in his mind and imagined how the villain in his mind would act.
, how to react.
"Current level 1 [5/100]"
The badge suddenly popped up, still unresponsive, but with more numbers.
It was probably zero at that time.
Fang Yi frowned slightly and spread out the script that he had just read through several times and included his thoughts.