Even if there is no such system, if you rely on your ability to make a living, there is no need to be afraid of him.
Fang Yi, "Let me also add a scene, a close-up of an expression. The protagonist stays in the visiting room. Before Feng Dapao came, he fell into contemplation of the past. With his psychological activities, his expression continued to change, with sadness, anger, and regret.
, work hard..."
The steward nearby looked at him in surprise, "Director Fang, isn't this a bit difficult? I mean, it's too difficult."
"It's not difficult, just do it."
"What about Feng Dapao? His car is waiting, Bentley Speeding..."
"Let him continue to wait. I will go out to pick him up later, but I won't appear in the picture, so that he can have a sense of immersion. When he sees me when he goes out, he will have a sense of immersion."
After hearing this, he went to make arrangements silently.
Psychological one-man show - a show in which the actor often fails, and will be commented, "It's so embarrassing that I'm picking my toes..."
We know that some actors are unable to accurately convey the emotions of the characters, leaving the audience confused. For example, they mistake sadness for tears of joy, and misunderstanding constipation for being unable to hold back. One-man shows are usually long shots or close-ups of several seconds or even tens of seconds.
During this period, the actors had no lines and only used expressions to convey emotions accurately, and even allowed the audience to imagine the protagonist's psychological activities.
Every segment that is successfully filmed can be included in the acting teaching materials library, but generally speaking, we just feel that the actor is going crazy for no reason.
The field manager came back and shouted, "Director Fang, the camera positions are set up. Look..."
"I'll come right away."
Fang Yi quickly sat in front of the camera. This machine would keep filming his face without any lines or editing.
"The badge [Immersive] has been equipped. There are currently two opportunities. Do you want to use it immediately?"
【yes】
"[Immersive] LV1: You will experience the character's emotions. Please train and upgrade to unlock more functions."
"Current level 1 [63/100]."
The camera's red dot flashed.
——Mou Qizhong should be able to imagine that one day, he is not a professional businessman. In fact, he has nothing but his ideals. It was like this in the beginning and it was like this in the end, at least he thought so.
Mou fell into the memories of the first half of his life.
When he came to the capital for the first time, he saw the skyscrapers that did not exist in his hometown. He felt the blood flowing in the body of this country, where all kinds of people came and went, with different family backgrounds and different academic backgrounds... But people were honest and honest.
He stayed on his own floor and did not dare to go anywhere else. He raised his head and watched. His friend said:
"Mou Qizhong, which floor do you want to go to?"
Mou Qizhong said, "I don't want to go to any floor. Either every floor is open to me; or I climb up and jump down."
"Aren't you afraid of being shattered into pieces?"
"I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid of dying in the countryside without anyone knowing about me."
Ambition.
As the memories continued, Mou Qi glanced at the camera.
A long time ago, Feng Dapao and a group of people from the Beijing circle came to Mou Qizhong to invest and seek good fortune.
No. 1 on the water, his personal wealth has accumulated to at least 2 billion yuan, and he has been in newspapers many times. People regard him as the godfather of business and the leader of the trend of change.
Two young directors, Feng Dapao and Zhang Jianya, drove to his villa as guests. Along the way, Mou Qizhong's men kept pointing to mountains one after another and saying: This is our land, this is also our mountain.
Zhang Jianya drank too much tea and needed to go to the toilet. Feng Dapao advised him to be patient and don't pee on the boss's property.
Zhang Jianya grimaced, "How big is the boss's place?"
The car drove for 20 minutes. It stopped in front of a mountain pass and everyone got down to enjoy the scenery.
Zhang Jianya got out of the car and said, "This shouldn't be the boss's place anymore. I really can't bear it anymore."
After peeing and lifting up his pants, Zhang Jianya asked, "Is this the boss's place?"
The subordinate said, "It's still good here."
Therefore, Feng Dapao complained about his friend's embarrassment.
The subordinates told Mou Qizhong about the embarrassing situation between the two, and he was made to laugh.
contented.
Mou sighed to the camera.
He began to believe that he could do anything and make money from anything. He established no less than dozens of companies and came up with all kinds of strange ideas. He wanted to exchange cans for large Soviet aircraft, he wanted to launch the company's private satellites, and he wanted to develop
Manzhouli is going to blow up a hole in the Himalayas.
The first one was done, the second one was almost done, the third one stayed on paper, and the fourth one was considered nonsense.
In 1994, Writers Publishing House published a documentary literary work, "Shanghai Giant", which was personally recognized by Mou Qizhong himself. After revisions and supplements, it was published under the new title of "Mou Qizhong - The History of the Richest Man in Mainland China". At this time, he
reputation reached its peak.
However, just after that, his career began to take a turn for the worse.
In 1996, the satellite project had to be sold to the International Satellite Organization; in 1997, the company was sued by a bank; in 1998, the company received a civil ruling from the relevant high court and was placed under investigation; in 1999, Mou Qizhong himself was criminally detained.
In 2000, he was officially imprisoned to serve his sentence.
Lost.
Mou looked directly at the camera, as if looking at people outside.
Today is the day when the little director who made him laugh many years ago comes to see him. He has almost forgotten the director's name, but in the cheers of the inmates, he is reminded that the director is the big shot now, and
He is an old man in prison.
Mou Qizhong waited alone in the visiting room.
His mind seemed to go back to the building he saw when he came to the capital.
There are all kinds of people inside, belonging to different levels.
When people today are assigned to the bottom floor, just like those who were born in the southwest rural area, and receive a predetermined death, will they no longer look up to the sky, but learn to accept their fate and learn to self-deceive:
The princes, generals and ministers upstairs are so kind!
Don't look up.
This kind of deception becomes self-comfort and paralyzes the ambition that one should have.
I want to climb up step by step, step by step.
I will make a comeback.
But, time is not waiting for me.
Mou Qizhong was facing the camera, as if it were a mirror, illuminating his white temples.
What is bound to my hands is not the shackles. The real shackles that are getting heavier and heavier are this white line.
It’s hard to calm down.
——“Click!”
Fang Yi was very used to it this time. He stood up slowly and looked at the footage he had just taken.
The entire crew waited quietly for him to speak.
Fang Yi read it over: ambition, complacency, loss, and difficulty in settling down.
Each emotion is expressed very clearly, and he hasn't had time to study the body language, micro-expressions, etc., but his current performance is undoubtedly far beyond Fang Yi's current level.
In fact, the so-called good actors are only remembered by a few animated pictures, which may not add up to more than ten seconds.
"Pass!"
Fang Yi said in a deep voice.
Everyone in the crew looked at each other, then laughed and applauded him in unison, but Fang Yi suppressed them.
"Do another scene with Director Feng."
——Feng Dapao, sitting in his distinguished Bentley Mercedes-Benz, and had been circling the road around and around, finally got the news, the assistant calmly parked the car in front of the camera, where Director Feng will show himself
The spring breeze is proud.
In Director Feng's mind, he has rehearsed this action countless times, and now it will be recorded in the camera forever.
The assistant got out of the car first, opened the door for Director Feng, and stood aside to wait on him.
Director Feng stepped out of his distinguished Bentley Mercedes.
Here, there should be bgm.
I, Feng Dapao, am no longer the same me as before! I am the me who drives a Bentley Flying Spur! The me who made billions at the box office!
Just took a step forward.
chua!
There was a buzz in my head! I met a younger version of the richest man. Moreover, his temperament was almost exactly the same as before, but his physical appearance and other hard conditions far exceeded it.
The momentum far exceeds that of the past.
Director Feng's legs went weak.
The back leg also became weak.
Knee pain kisses the cement floor.
Fang Yi asked, "Did you take the photo?"
While helping him, he said, "Director Feng, what's going on? Don't add drama."
Director Feng raised his head and looked up at him blankly, as if he had returned to the age when he didn't dare to urinate and could only make peace with himself.
"This is Feng's comedy."
Fang Yi, "Oh, really...but Director Feng, why don't you get up first."
"immediately."
"Hey, why can't you get up? Come on, let someone help Director Feng... Okay, get up now."