Xiao Wenjing used to remind him of what he had to do every day, but now that Xiao Wenjing was too busy and no longer an assistant, she didn't say anything.
Yang Ning had told him about filming a few days ago, but Tian Tian was doing business acting endorsements and forgot about it when he was busy. If Yang Ning hadn't mentioned it in the morning, he wouldn't have remembered it.
"Don't be too busy memorizing it yet. I'll give you some knowledge on the set." Yang Ning gently patted down Fang Jing's script.
"You said it, I'm listening." Fang Jing kept his eyes on the script.
"You're quite capable, right? Tell me what painting is?"
"The focal length of the camera is different, the depth of field and the size of the picture are different. The picture is divided into up, down, left and right. As long as the actor's body is not in the picture, the picture will be produced."
"Okay! It doesn't look like you've done any homework. What about the lens?"
"Long shot, medium shot, close shot, close-up, close-up mainly shoots the face from the shoulders up, close-up shot from the chest and up, medium-close shot from the waist up, medium-shot from the calf and above, long shot is the overall picture, surrounding environment and actors."
"A good veteran actor will know how far and how wide the lens can be shot based on the focal length of each scene. He will know whether there is any painting during the performance."
"There are a lot of lights on the set, so they don't need to be reminded by the lighting engineer. They will find the lights themselves, and they can decide whether to highlight the left or right side of the face."
From beginning to end, Fang Jing never took his eyes off the script when answering.
Yang Ning praised, "Okay, who did you learn from?"
"Last year, I spent a few days playing with the cameraman next to me when I was filming the deformation meter. When I was filming commercials, I also asked people for some professional terminology, so I got to know a little bit about it."
"As long as you have this intention, it seems that I can save some effort, but the most important thing I want to tell you is that the set is like a battlefield, don't show up randomly, otherwise you won't know how you died."
Fang Jing shook his head, "What risk can I take? I'll quit after half a month of filming!"
Yang Ning snorted coldly, "If it were so easy, I would still come with you? This drama has been in production for a month, and you know what it means that you have just joined the cast now? You have taken over someone else's position!"
"Investors, producers, buyer TV stations, directors, assistant directors, protagonists, veteran actors, other stars, do you know who arranged your role?"
"Now that I have to leave because of you, do you think people hate you?"
"hiss!"
It's really a bit serious to say this. Fang Jing has a headache, just an ordinary person. If he is really a "relative" of the director, isn't this a bad family affair?
Holding her hands in front of her chest, Yang Ning glanced at him sideways, "But your role was recruited by the production crew. You are a senior. If you offend someone, you will be kicked out."
"Fat Xiong has a relationship with the director, so he simply introduced you here. He is greedy for your traffic, and the director is willing to accept it. Anyway, the price is cheap, 100,000 yuan, it's like giving it away for free."
Fang Jing had a toothache. No wonder he was asked to do it. One hundred thousand dollars was not enough for him to host a wedding. He was greedy for such a cheap thing. It seemed that he was not a good director.
Directors, like actors, can be classified as international, top-notch, first-rate, second-rate, or third-rate.
Needless to say, those who are below the third rate cannot get on the stage at all, or they have not taken any professional courses, studied on their own for a few days, and filmed blindly with the idea of becoming famous in one drama.
Or some rich guys spend a lot of money and no land, set up a few cameras for fun, and cheat girls by the way.
Third-rate directors obviously have basic skills, but they are limited to basic skills. They rely on drinking every day to attract investors. They are the ones who make the most bad movies. They simply rub the audience's IQ to the ground.
Among the top ten film and television cities in China, Hengdian alone has more than 80 crews filming every year. How many are they all added up? There are at least 500 or 600 crews, which shows how many directors there are.
As the mainstay of TV dramas, second-rate directors are the most active in the entertainment industry. Although the quality of their works is not high, their output is high, and they are the targets of many third-tier stars.
As for first-class directors, few are very productive. Some of them specialize in making movies and are very particular about excellence. They would rather not start filming without a good script.
More than 90% of top directors are at the top of the film industry pyramid, and their partners are also movie kings or top stars.
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As if she knew what Fang Jing was thinking, Yang Ning said, "Don't think of a third-rate director as a director. If someone wants to make a small star, it's easy."
"Go there and study hard. I'll introduce you to a few veteran actors. If you build a good network of connections, you'll have a bright future."
"That's right! Don't learn lip-syncing or memorizing words."
As soon as the script was finished, Fang Jing muttered, "I would like to, but I have no chance."
It has been more than three hours since he left the company. In just a few moments, he has memorized all his lines.
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In a small mountainous town in Yi Province, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon when Fang Jing arrived, and the sky was getting dark.
In order to shoot the scene where the snow covered the green mountains and the weather was bitingly cold, the crew specially traveled over the mountains and ridges to shoot here.
It's not that they are dedicated, it's said that the special effects are expensive and the budget is not enough. Their original filming location was five kilometers away, and they moved here just as the conditions were favorable.
There were hundreds of people in one group, and there were obviously not enough hotels in the town. Many empty houses in the village were rented, and Fang Jing stayed in a wooden structure compound.
The people living around are the main actors, directors and assistant directors.
There was no air conditioning, so the hut was heated entirely by a brazier. When Fang Jing came in, the charcoal was burning red and crackling.
After the two of them rested for a few minutes, Yang Ning took Fang Jing to visit the director and the main actors. Although they were not big names, they were going to stay for such a long time.
The hero and heroine are third-tier celebrities, handsome and beautiful, but Fang Jing has never heard of them and can only nod awkwardly.
The director was also very interesting and said that he was tired from traveling and asked him to take a day off tomorrow and start filming the day after tomorrow.
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When he returned to his residence at night, Fang Jing happened to see a bald man wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket coming out of the next room.
"Teacher Xu Zheng?"
"Ah!" Xu Zheng looked up blankly when he heard a stranger calling him.
Fang Jing came forward to greet him enthusiastically, "Hello, I'm a singer... actor who just joined the group. My name is Fang Jing."
"Hello, young man!"
Until Fang Jing started, Xu Zheng was still a little confused. Who is this person? He has never heard of it.
Because there is no chance of a comeback, Xu Zhengbu is now popular. He is an old actor, but he has a lot of qualifications. He is a TV drama actor, TV drama director, movie actor, and movie director. If it weren’t for Fang Jing, a little butterfly, he would be the last one.
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In the morning, Fang Jing came back from running out of breath. Yang Ning had already bought breakfast and was waiting for him.
Although there is no filming today, Yang Ning is going to take him to familiarize himself with the set.
After only two mouthfuls of porridge, Fang Jing put down half the bowl of porridge, picked up his coat and prepared to go to the set.
"No, don't you eat more?" Yang Ning glared at him.
She knew how much Fang Jing usually ate. She would definitely start with three bowls of rice, and most often would have six bowls of rice. Now he only had two sips. It was unscientific!
“Being light in the morning is good for your stomach!”
Fang Jing put on his long cotton coat, pulled up his hat, and went out against the cold wind.