Chapter 103: I Fool People, Even Myself Will Fool Myself
In January, it rained in the magic capital, and it turned cold completely.
There are a lot fewer students in the eating street and barbecue restaurants all at once.
On the second weekend of January, "Bao'er Grill" closes.
Lin Bao got on the plane home.
......
Meanwhile.
Hengdian.
As the sun waned, a layer of fog rose slightly on the ground, and the trenches and pits were bombarded, as if they had suddenly returned to that moment full of "gunsmoke".
"Come on, come on, a few brothers, this last box, work after it is moved. β
Together with the two group performers, the last prop box weighing more than 100 catties was moved to the designated position, Fang Bo straightened up with difficulty, feeling that his entire waist was no longer his own.
However, when he saw the leader of the group walking towards this side with a few bills in his hand, he instantly came to his senses.
Whew!
Two tickets, one fifty and one ten, were handed over. Fang Bo felt pleasant to the ear, and was busy taking it, and in the action of waving his hand at the head of the group, he said, "Brother Ming remembers me", and then straightened his waist slightly, shaking his body and walking outside the film and television city.
Three o'clock play in the afternoon, 60 pieces.
Moving boxes afterwards has no other benefits, just to let the group leaders see you a few more times. Xing Ming He came down from Wuling Hongguang, and he could see you from the group performance that rushed up, so at least half of it didn't have to worry.
put together with the more than 100 yuan in his pocket, and in total, he made four or five big strings today, earning about 18 yuan, twenty or thirty yuan more than usual.
Sure enough, it is almost the New Year, and the "dividends" of group performances have begun to appear.
I bought two steamed buns for a dollar in the sales department, and I slipped back to the house I rented.
Washing his face, washing his hands and feet, wiping the smelly clothes on his body and putting them in the window for ventilation, Fang Bo picked up half a pack of pickles on the table, and while biting the steamed buns, he pulled a copy of "Introduction to Drama Performance Skills" from the bedside.
Jingle bells!
Looking at it, the mobile phone rang suddenly.
"Hey, Mom, I'm back to where I live, I've just come back, I'm eating. Well, don't go back, the New Year's salary is so high...... After the New Year, in May and June...... Well, okay, it's okay, I'm fine, you guys also pay attention to your body, Mei hasn't gotten out of school yet, okay, hang up, um. β
Putting down the phone, Fang Bo paid attention to the performance book in his hand again.
As a group performer, he is still relatively rational and motivated.
If the group performers want to get ahead, they must either take a martial arts stand-in, but he has no kung fu foundation.
Either that, it's boiling.
But it's not a way to die, acting like a trick, and that's a trick for the rest of your life.
Learn to move forward rationally.
I took the time to learn some acting, and I don't know which action was close to the shooting, and the director took a fancy to it, and gave a one-sentence corner, which is also a corner, and it is also a step forward.
Therefore, every time he returned to his hometown, he would turn over some books in this area from scrap yards and used book stalls, trying to steal some art from them.
But the reality disappointed him a little.
The few books on the bedside, from the title to the text, are full of "performances", but he can't see how to act.
It's also that he himself is not from a professional class, and without the guidance of a teacher, he is so hard to gnaw, so naturally he can't gnaw at all.
I turned the book to the last page and threw it back on the bed with some disappointment.
Still to no avail.
After biting the last bite of the steamed bun and wiping it on his body, Fang Bo lay back on the bed, took out his mobile phone, and began to search for some highlights of good actors from the Internet.
What is the acting skills of domestic actors in general, they can see clearly on the set.
There are also many good actors, the older generation, the middle and young generations, all of whom have produced high-quality film and television dramas.
At this time before last, the crew of "Xuanyuan Knife" went to Hengdian to film, and Fang Bo had a chance to see the big star Fu Ge acting at a close distance of 20 meters, and all of a sudden, he was conquered by the kind of acting skills of others.
That's serious!
That aura!
That's the level!
This drama is not a high-quality drama, it is a ghost!
Therefore, Fang Bo has always taken Vogel as his learning direction.
Although the difference between my own length is too far and too far, but learn what others act like and what it is always good for!
The webpage searched for "Fu Ge", Baidu Encyclopedia, information, videos, pictures, and the following is a hot discussion on Weibo:
"Fu Ge", recent news, forwarded comments: "Teacher, urge the change!"
"Teacher?"
Fang Bo clicked on the link to share in confusion, and it turned out to be an e-book.
"The Self-cultivation of Actors"?"
Looking at the title and synopsis, it turned out to be a book about performance theory?
Fang Bo was a little surprised.
He also clicked on it without hesitation.
Unlike those textbooks in colleges and universities, there is no introduction at the beginning of this book, it does not talk about what film and television dramas and actors are, there is no theory, and he directly begins to describe his classes in college in the first person.
"Today, when we are waiting for the first lesson of director Confucius, we are very excited......"
The first sentence made Fang Bo's heart slightly excited.
The reason why he couldn't read the previous books was because no one explained the theories in them, no one explained them to him, what "game view", "basic elements", "performance and life", completely looking at it is a black eye, hard bricks gnawed at it.
And this book, if it is in the form of a self-narrative, talks about the author's teaching and experience in a university classroom, it would be great!
This kind of indirect teaching is at least much better than gnawing hard theories.
He continued to look down.
In the opening chapters, many famous scripts and celebrities were introduced, and Fang Bo basically hadn't heard of a few. However, this did not prevent him from reading at all.
The whole content is completely life-like, telling the author's words and deeds, hearing and seeing, from the classroom to life, and even the details of the key points are described very clearly.
Fang Bo read word by word, the more he watched, the more excited he became, the faster he read, and thenβ
"To be continued, the author is working on the word juice..."
"Uh...... Is it a serialized book?"
Fang Bo looked at the page showing that the latest chapter update was in the early hours of this morning, and was a little surprised.
It turned out to be a serialized book on performance theory?
The most important thing is that the way this theory is written is very novel and very readable!
Some of the training scenes in the classroom are talked about, and the author himself is at home, experiencing all kinds of comedy scenes, and completely showing his thoughts and psychology.
Even people like themselves who don't have any foundation can understand it.
Well, what did you talk about in the part you watched earlier?
Fang Bo raised his head and thought for a moment.
It's a blank slate.
It turned out that I was too excited just now, and I looked at it quickly, swallowed the dates, and didn't remember anything at all, but I felt a word, smooth and smooth.
He flipped to the beginning again and continued to read word by word.
This time, Fang Bo gradually melted into the author's narration world, and carefully experienced the connotation of the author's psychology and detailed descriptions in every place.
I read until the last page, and my thoughts came to an abrupt end.
He finally understood why Fu Ge wanted to forward the comments on his Weibo: "Teacher, urge the change!"
......
After reading it this time, Fang Bo roughly understood the meaning of this performance method that the author wanted to introduce.
It is to use external objects and the environment to start imagining, give full play to your imagination, and begin to deceive yourself in your heart that you are the one you want to perform.
When you deceive yourself, you will believe that you are that person, and you will really reach the "transformation realm" in martial arts.
So-called, I deceived people and even deceived myself, I really thought I was crazy!
Fang Bo was naturally far from imagining this kind of scene, what he could do was to start learning and training himself step by step according to what was in the book.
"The first scene shown at the beginning is what Rossey is, imagining himself to be an authentic samurai, wearing a turban, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other......"
He tore his coat from the window and tied it around his waist as a gown.
With a towel wrapped around his head, he touched a stick from under the bed, lifted the basin as a shield, and imagined himself as a warrior on the African savannah.
Fang Bo didn't know whether it would work or not, and he didn't know whether the standard of acting was standard, but he just imagined his state in his head according to the scene created in the book.
After imitating for more than ten minutes, he put down the stick and basin in his hand and continued to look down, and then the author followed the teacher to do some training actions in class. What imitates animals, weird and puppeteer-like string movements, etc., anyway, just follow along.
Then the teacher elaborated on the "highest task" and "through-action" in the performance system.
This is one of the most difficult theories for him to understand.
Fang Bo lay on the bed, flipping back and forth repeatedly, reading word by word, trying to understand.
It wasn't until after twelve o'clock in the evening, thinking that I would have to get up at five o'clock in the morning to go to the set to grab a job, so I saved the link to the book and charged my phone.
Turning over, he fell into a deep sleep for a while.