Eight hundred and sixty-eighth chapter ruthless Teng Ge
He was stabbed, in pain, surprised, powerless, slowly sliding down, rolling on the ground with his eyes wide open, pointing his finger in front of his face, basically all the exaggerated expressions before death in TV dramas, but he still refused to die.
As soon as the camera turned, He Xin was seen looking down, with a stunned expression. His eyes were full of shock, and he was speechless. After a long while, he said: "What are you doing? Are you kidding me?"
Shen Teng was excited and Gulu turned over: "You have acted, right? I'm sorry, just now... uh, I haven't acted for a long time, I'm a little excited, can you do it again?"
Smiling and having a good attitude.
He Xin glanced at him, said nothing, and walked back again.
Shen Teng picked up the book that had fallen on the ground, muttered some words, and jumped a few times, as if he was warming up and relaxing before shooting.
Seeing this scene, Ning Hao raised his eyebrows, and it finally dawned on him. This action did not appear in the rehearsal just now, and it was obviously done on the spot.
Just as he was getting ready to read, he saw He Xinxin rushing over menacingly, holding a volume of books like a dagger. Just when he was about to stab with the knife, he heard Shen Teng shouting: "Stop! Stop, stop, stop!"
This guy was panting heavily, as if he was standing in front of the camera with a nervous expression when he first turned on the camera. He kept saying: "Can you give me a good start? Uh... wait for me, wait for me to call you." You, sorry, do it again, do it again..."
He Xin was speechless, looked at him, and had to step back into the distance again.
This time, Shen Teng not only jumped on the spot twice, but also shook his fat cheeks vigorously, and muttered: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous..."
After taking two deep breaths, he lightly slapped He Xin in the direction: "Start!"
When you're done, hurry up and make a written statement.
At this time, the photographer showed a large panorama, and He Xin quickly stepped forward and stabbed him in the abdomen. This time, Shen Teng did not show any kind of performance. He just plopped down and fell firmly on the carpet. like a statue.
"Stuck! Okay, passed!"
Ning Haote shouted with satisfaction.
He also smiled at Shen Teng and said: "Fei Teng, this is right, relax, the few on-the-spot moves just now are very good!"
Fat, fat, Shen Teng was unhappy from the beginning but now she has become numb.
It was rare that the shooting went so smoothly. The guy grinned and said, "It's mainly because Teacher He taught me well. I just want to be exaggerated and wink."
"Not bad."
Ning Hao smiled and gave him a thumbs up.
The shooting went smoothly and he was naturally in a good mood. At the same time, he also realized that He Xin's previous proposal made sense, and he still needed to give Shen Teng more room to express himself.
While filming, he discussed with the photographer Zhao Fei and decided to overturn the previously planned storyboard. The next shot was changed to a handheld shot, and the whole scene was recorded directly.
Then he talked to He Xin and Shen Teng.
"I'm OK."
In today's scene, the focus of the scene is mainly on Shen Teng, and He Xin is more cooperative, so it is not too difficult for him.
"Uh, that's okay with me," Shen Teng said hesitantly.
He didn't feel confident, but the smooth shooting just now gave him some courage.
"Okay, the machine lights are in place!"
"The actors are in place!"
"A!"
The first shot of the camera showed He Xin who was standing. He was seen staring blankly at Shen Teng, who was lying motionless on the ground like a wooden stake. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He took a deep breath and simply turned around. Go, out of sight.
Shen Teng lay there for a long time and didn't hear his response. He turned his head and looked at He Xin, then he realized and said: "Collect it, that's too much, right?"
After saying that, he got up from the ground and explained incoherently: "No, I... uh, it's a bit difficult, mainly because of the location... uh..."
Halfway through, this guy forgot his lyrics. But Shen Teng was definitely experienced in forgetting his lyrics, and he remembered what He Xin just said, as long as the general meaning was correct.
He adapted to the situation and simply took He Xin's hand holding the book and gestured to himself: "Well, come over here and stab my kidney, my liver, and my stomach first..."
But thinking about it, it seemed inappropriate, so he turned sideways, holding the book in one hand, turned his head, and directed He Xin's hand holding the book towards his back in a serious manner: "You come from behind, you pretend If I can't see you, then you..."
As he spoke, he stabbed himself in the waist...
The serious face that was talking about the play just now like a director, smiled strangely:
"Hey hey hey... you pricked my itchy flesh, cluck..."
Until he came into contact with He Xin's sharp gaze, his laughter stopped abruptly. He bit his lip and looked aggrieved.
He Xin was angry and funny. He shook his head helplessly, pulled him to change positions, put the book in his hand, stood firmly facing the camera, patted his belly: "Come on, kill me! Kill me!" "
Shen Teng picked up the scroll and immediately looked like a drama queen, with a ferocious look on his face. He imitated the other person's behavior just now, and suddenly aimed at his abdomen and stabbed him hard. There was even a voiceover in his mouth: "Puff puff puff..."
"puff!"
Looking at the picture on the monitor and hearing the live synchronized sound coming from the headphones, Ning Hao couldn't help but quickly covered his mouth with his hands.
Zhao Fei, who was carrying the camera, was also unprepared for this sudden performance. He looked constipated. It was obvious at a glance that he was holding back laughter and was enduring it very hard. Fortunately, he had rich experience on the spot and would not suffer from psychological fluctuations. As for the shooting, the camera was always facing the scene very steadily, and it cut to a close-up view of He Xin's front in time.
He Xin stared at him and clutched Shen Teng's collar. While acting, he was still explaining to him: "First of all, be frightened... take a look at the wound..."
The camera follows the lines, and the book in Shen Teng's hand is pressed firmly against his abdomen.
With a muffled murmur, he covered the wound with one hand, and at the same time, he turned weakly to the side and slid down slowly: "It hurts...and then completely relaxed...paralyzed - soft - fell to the ground!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was seen lying on the carpet with his mouth slightly open, eyes wide open, holding his breath, and his body twitched twice under the stress.
"puff!"
Shen Teng laughed suddenly, looked at He Xin who fell on the ground and said with a smile: "You are still twitching..."
As he spoke, he said with an expert look on his face: "What kind of thing are you doing? Your expression has no level. Let me tell you, a performance without level is meaningless..."
He Xin stood up in shock. Finally he couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted directly: "What do you want?"
At the same time, he said very seriously: "Your acting is too fake!"
"I...I acted too fake?"
Shen Teng's face was full of disbelief, as if he had heard a big joke. He laughed twice and said loudly: "Acting is my major - big brother! Have you heard of the Expressionists? Have you heard of the Experiencers? Who is Stany? Do you know? Do you know what the highest task of stage action is..."
"Snapped!"
Unable to bear it, He Xin turned around and slapped him in the face.
Crisp and loud!
"In college, if you play a leading role once, you will treat yourself as a character, right?"
"Why do you hit people..."
"Snapped!"
Again.
"Some people experience the character physically; some people shape the appearance of the character; some people just treat acting as a false trade of playing tricks..."
One is pressing forward step by step, while the other is retreating step by step with a confused look on his face, still unconvinced and saying: "What the hell do you want to say..."
"Snapped!"
Again.
After beating him back and forth, Shen Teng was so ashamed and angry that he threw the book he was holding on the ground heavily, but did not dare to take a step forward.
But He Xin still pressed forward step by step, still mumbling: "Some people are rigid and recite their lines dryly; others use their roles to show off their advantages in front of their admirers..."
As soon as he raised his hand, the frightened Shen Teng subconsciously dodged.
"Almost every book at home has reached the tenth page, and the others are all brand new. If you have read it, you will not understand what I am talking about. Because you are in "The Actor's Self-cultivation" 150 Nine pages, you will see this passage in Chapter 8, Section 8!”
"Card!"
Ning Hao shouted to stop. He took off his headphones and walked out from behind the monitor. He frowned and said, "The first half is very good, but the second half is not good. The contrast between the two sides is too great. Feiteng, your reaction is too rigid. You have to Get your emotions out."
"I'm sorry, director! Then... then I'll try again!" Shen Teng hesitated.
Ning Hao heard that this guy's confidence was a bit lacking, and hesitantly asked: "Do you want to adjust it?"
This guy glanced at He Xin who looked calm, gritted his teeth and said, "No need, let's strike while the iron is hot!"
"Okay, try again!"
Ning Hao admired his courage, waved his hand, and simply stood next to the photographer, holding the picture in the viewfinder.
"A!"
"Snapped!"
…
"Snapped!"
…
"Snapped!"
Three more sharp slaps.
"Stuck! Wrong!"
"Come again!"
"Snapped!"
…
"Snapped!"
…
"Snapped!"
"Stuck! Not enough emotional release, surprise, grievance, dissatisfaction...you have to show these, exaggerate, okay?"
"Ming, I understand!" Shen Teng covered his face.
"Again!"
"Pah...pah...pah..."
"no!"
"A!"
"Pah...pah...pah..."
"Stuck! Still not working!"
Seven NGs in a row, three seven twenty-one, He Xin slapped Shen Teng twenty-one times. You must know that this drama is recorded live, and the effect of simultaneous sound must be ensured. He Xin really beats it every time .Although he restrained his efforts and tried his best to create a crisp sound effect, the twenty-one slaps were real. The left side of Shen Teng's face was already red, but his cheeks were big and there was no visible swelling.
Although Shen Teng was still insisting on coming again, He Xin still took the initiative to stop: "Director, we can't continue filming like this. Let's take a break and let Brother Teng and I touch each other again."
"Okay, let's rest for ten minutes."
In fact, Ning Hao had long sensed that something was wrong. Shen Teng, who usually cheated and played tricks, turned out to be completely different today, and even had a tendency to self-abuse. It was also because this guy's previous performance was too unbearable, so Ning Hao simply satisfied him while he was there. While watching the excitement happily. Now that He Xin brought it up, he returned to his director's seat with a smile.
"Brother Teng, uh..."
When He Xin faced Shen Teng, he really didn't know what to say. He had already said everything that needed to be said before. In the final analysis, he was still not relaxed enough. He slapped him while pressing harder, and his reaction was obvious. It can be seen that it is very stiff.
Shen Teng also knows where his problem lies, but sometimes you say you should relax and be natural. It is easy to say it but difficult to actually do it.
He scratched his scalp and said helplessly: "Actually, it would be better if you didn't give me a script for this scene. I don't know anything, so my reaction may be the most realistic."
"Then just act like you don't know what to do, and when you are suddenly slapped in the face, come up with your subconscious reaction..."
"I was thinking about it, but, I know exactly what you are going to do next, and the slap you gave me doesn't hurt... Hey, why don't you hold back, Teacher He, just give me a big slap and say hello, I'll give it a try !”
"Uh, hit it really hard?"
"Yes, otherwise I always keep thinking that this is a show, but this won't work. Please help me get this idea out of my mind." Shen Teng took a deep breath, and this time he gave up.
In fact, he has found the trick today, but he is stuck at a bottleneck at this moment. Just like what is described in martial arts novels, the Ren and Du meridians are not opened, and the true energy cannot penetrate the whole body. At this moment, he has to find a way to break through the bottleneck and open up the bottleneck. If you activate the Ren and Du meridians, you may be completely enlightened.
It was rare to see Brother Teng's serious look on his face. He Xin nodded hesitantly: "Then I won't spare any effort."
"Yes, hit hard!"
Only now did Brother Teng show his cheeky smile: "I'll touch up my makeup first, and do some mental building by the way."
"Lights in place!"
"The actors are in place!"
"The eighth scene of scene 36 and second shot of "The Crowd"..."
"A!"
Shen Teng even warmed up before starting filming. Now he took a deep breath and turned on He Xin with all his energy: "Acting is my major - big brother! Have you ever heard of the Expressionist School? Have you heard of the Experience School? Stan Who knows? Do you know what the highest task of stage action is..."
Before he could finish speaking, his eyes blurred, and with a crisp "pop" sound, he only felt the left side of his face burning, and his brain was "buzzing".
He took two steps back and lowered his head. The saliva that was rapidly secreted from his mouth after he had just talked about it slipped from his mouth and formed a long string.
He raised his head in surprise, and saw He Xin's black face, pointing at him, ruthlessly revealing his background: "In college, you played the leading role once, so you treat yourself as a character, right?"
ah?
He suddenly said with shame and anger: "Why do you beat people..."
Before he finished speaking, "Pah!" Another big ear scraper fell on his face, which was burning, then crispy and numb.
He Xin recited the lines and pressed forward step by step. He stepped back step by step, but could not understand what the other party said. While he was confused, the last trace of pride and dissatisfaction remaining in his heart forced him to fight back: "What the hell do you want to say? …”
"Snapped!"
This time, the blow made his feet weak and he fell to the ground with a plop.
This was not designed. I was beaten so dizzy at night that I fell down before I could stand firmly.
He Xin came over, knelt down, and looked at him coldly as he continued to speak his lines. The slightest movement would scare Shen Teng and dodge. His look was both sad and pitiful...
"Card!"
After Ning Hao shouted to stop, he hesitated for a moment before saying: "Very good, great progress, but, uh..."
If this scene was an ordinary scene, he would have shouted. Because he could see just now that He Xin obviously didn't hold back. The three loud slaps were all real. Shen Teng's reaction was also surprising. But this happened It was a major event, but he felt it wasn't enough.
Before he could say anything else, Shen Teng said: "Director, here's another one, right?"