What is left in this documentary, the scenes of the two of them, such as the male protagonist standing on the curb, looking left and right; such as the female protagonist, with the help of everyone, putting together a three-piece suit of hijab, red clothes and red pants
, she put herself in with a little difficulty.
These are all transitional scenes. Basically, ordinary people who have gone through training and know not to run outside the camera, have a good posture, and not to be in the same position can meet the requirements of a crew of this level.
It's really not difficult.
Some don’t even need to cooperate with others, and don’t say lines, just stand; the 35 yuan thrones are used in turn. When Teacher Fang sits down, Teacher Song goes up; when Teacher Song comes down, Teacher Fang goes to the curb.
No. 1 shot of a face shot, Wang Defa finally couldn't make the pearl dust. Even though it was a face that needed to be mosaic, he still shot it out of aesthetic needs and used it to the best of his ability.
It’s better to leave this kind of problem to the editor.
Basically everything goes through the same process.
Fang Yi's experience value increased by one.
This system may have turned on some kind of cheating intelligent algorithm, such as dividing the experience value according to the difficulty of the scene. High-quality ones will be worth ten, and low-quality ones will be worth ten. Slapping faces is obviously an easy mode for Fang Yi.
Fang Yi, the question writer, was still thinking about Song Yi's performance just now - based on his reading comprehension, it was a failing performance because the reaction did not match the character; but it was the director Wang Defa who judged the score, and he had the final say.
He felt that if this scene could be completed, Fang Yi would not be stupid enough to argue with him, although, based on Fang Yi's performance today, he could have some say in the filming.
For example, ask for a retake, or even more extreme, ask the director why it passed or why it failed.
In fact, new actors generally cannot argue with the director; as mentioned earlier, actors play the piano, drums, triangle, etc.; the director is the conductor.
Although he plays the piano very well and can become a mainstay and sell tickets, in terms of his role in the orchestra, he really cannot be compared with a conductor.
Song Yi is very honest, she doesn't even look at the monitor, because some weird directors think that actors are tools, and they have to judge their own performances by looking at the monitor, and tools are not qualified to judge their own performances. Tools only need to be responsible for being obedient.
.
This person knows some rules, no wonder he can receive such an order.
Fang Yi, who was caught up in logical reasoning, found that there was still a camera filming him and said hello to the camera, which made the photographer carrying the camera elated.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the small tent was about to be closed down, and the entire crew, including the male and female protagonists, totaling eight people, gathered to take family photos.
This is also a business rule. Song Yi told Fang Yi in a low voice.
Okay, these rules are everywhere and all the time. If I become a conductor in the future, I will never abide by these rules. I can take a vacation early, what is the use of all these things.
Fang Yi got a new fishing chair, which was said to be bought near the train station. Eight people tightly united in the center of Wang Defa to defend his absolute status and left two spacious vacancies. This was something the crew did not communicate with.
A silent understanding.
The autumn wind was bleak, and Fang Yi's down jacket zipper was pulled all the way to his nose.
"Teacher Fang, you'd better show your face more...it's only for a short time, it won't be a problem." Wang Defa said as a teacher, taking retreat as a step forward. He didn't want to be old-fashioned, so he said this.
Fang Yi, who is low-key and pragmatic, has to show a full face.
The three giants, Wang Defa (center), Fangyi (left), and Yi Song (right), gathered at the Beijing Railway Station. In 2009, they took a photo with historical significance that established the post-war international order... Well, such a joke,
You should say less.
After Wang Defa said goodbye to the two leading actors and closed the stall, he boarded the Changan nanny car and looked at the family photo just now with great pleasure.
By the way, I asked about the newly purchased fishing chair, "Who is that..."
"Eighty yuan." said the photographer. "Director, my name is He Sheng!"
"What?"
Comrade Wang Defa couldn't care less about the family portrait. His position was challenged, "Why would you buy a chair that costs 80 yuan? Are chairs in the capital more expensive?"
"It's really like this...near the train station, all folding chairs have to be charged extra." The photographer named He Sheng said, and gave the director a look that you don't eat the fireworks of this world.
The extra 30 yuan and the difference in status made Wang Defa and Director Wang feel very painful. He wanted to take a closer look at the 80 yuan throne under Fang Yi's seat - but he couldn't help but look first.
Arrived at that unobstructed and handsome figure.
And his face is full of vicissitudes of life.
I didn't think life was so dark until I saw the real light.
Ah! Why should I humiliate myself and persuade Teacher Fang to show his face?
Is art so cruel to people...
"Hurry up, hurry up! There is another order tonight!" Brother Wang Defa chose not to look at it, so it doesn't exist.
The Changan bus roared past the bus station.
On the platform, near the bus stop, two people stood alone.
Yes, it’s Teacher Fang, who has the zipper of her black down jacket pulled back to her nose, and Teacher Song, who finally shivered from the cold after leaving the tent in order to look good. She made cat-like gestures with her hands and bent her knees slightly, probably because of Fang Yi.
It's about forty centimeters, so a distance that's neither too far nor too close.
From the beginning, Fang Yi kept secretly glancing at himself, as if he had something to say.
Song Yi's appearance is also in the first category. It's not that she hasn't experienced it before, but she always hoped that others wouldn't say it out loud, but now she's shouting in her heart: Speed up, speed up!
Speed up now!
Fang Yi also sped up. He finally couldn't bear it anymore. When the bus to Yangxi stopped, the two of them boarded the bus together.
In an empty bus, Song Yi was sitting, but Fang Yi continued to stand. He effortlessly grabbed the armrest and walked into her, while her heartbeat was beating for the unknown number of times today.
Is it time to show off my manly charm because I’m too cold? This down jacket is a masculine down jacket?!
I want it so much, I want it so much.
He spoke: "I have thought about it for a long time, and I still think I should tell you..."
Ahhhh!
"I think there is something wrong with the part you performed today..." At this point, Song Yi's face changed drastically. Fang Yi noticed this and continued to say confidently, "Look, you have also discovered that it is indeed the same as
The personality does not match..."
But he didn't finish his words, because the bus had already arrived at the next stop. Song Yi jumped out of her seat like a rabbit and punched the air twice angrily, which made her almost fall. She jumped off the bus and alternated her long legs.
Start running.
"How did you..."
Fang Dashen, who was always seeking knowledge, looked puzzled and looked at Song Yi condescendingly.
"I'm not going back to school, I'm going home!" Song Yi said.
"Aren't there still classes?"
"Escape!" Student Song punched the air again.
"..." Master Fang still wanted to say something, but unfortunately, the bus had already driven away with him.
"Classmate Song, it turns out that my family is in the capital." Classmate Fang, who is good at reasoning, came to this conclusion and thought that he would study at Yang Opera for a few more years. The film and television center in the circle is also in this northern city. The autumn wind is bleak.
It did make him feel cold. By analogy, Fang Yi suddenly had an idea:
"I should buy a house in the capital as soon as possible. It's so cold. Don't go out casually in the future in winter."
The shadow of the bus disappeared at the intersection.
Song Yi kicked the can over, picked it up again after thinking about it, and threw it into the trash can angrily.
