Chapter 6: That's right, the old man is a drama spirit!

Ten minutes later, the group performers were ready, and the assistant director Guan Lan immediately announced the start of the film.

"The departments are in place, the actors are in place. "The End of the Forbidden City" Scene II, Act I, Begin!"

With Guan Lan's order, the photographer aimed the camera at the street corner where the scene unfolded.

From the monitor, looking at the Spring Festival couplet banner of "Guotai Min'an" in the first shot, which was stepped on by several big feet in turn, Guan Lan shouted: "The camera pulls back, civilians run!"

"Run! The foreign devils are coming into the city!" With a shout, the group performers began to run wildly. The scene began to be chaotic.

"The camera continues to look backwards, soldiers!"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" With an order, there was another shout, and the Qing soldiers and group performers were still domineering through the streets. Everywhere I went, there was a rush of chickens and dogs.

"The camera continues!"

The cameraman pulled the camera steadily, and the camera was full of panicked crowds, a wealthy businessman who lost his suitcase, a young lady who lost her shoes, a woman who was pushed down on the side of the road crying, and a child who had lost her parents and cried: "Mother, I want mother! Wow......"

In the camera, everyone is moving, everyone is messing up.

But when the camera reaches the corner of the street, a sculpture-like character suddenly appears on the camera's display!

Looking at the old man who sat on the corner of the street in a panic, with a straight spine, the cameraman's hand shook, and the camera paused.

"Ah?!" After the monitor, Guan Lan suddenly pulled out her head, "Card! Camera, what's the going on with you!

"I'm sorry, Dao'er! The cameraman made a big red face and bowed to Guan Lanha and apologized.

"Damn, what did you do last night? early in the morning, cheer me up!"

"Hey, don't worry, Dao'er. ”

"The parts are in their place, and they are all over again. ”

Hula hula, in the midst of complaints, the group performance that had just run again returned to its original position.

"All parts in place, Ike God!"

"Run! The foreign devils are coming into the city!"

......

"Get out of the way!" Get out of the way!"

......

"Mother, I want mother! Wow......"

The camera paused again.

"Card !!"

made two mistakes in a row, which made Guan Lan so angry that she stood up directly, and walked to the cameraman angrily with the rolled up script.

"What's going on today? I still got Parkinson's without a brain? Twice, can't you do it with a simple camera pan? What do you mean by stopping all of a sudden?!"

The cameraman was scolded by splitting his head and covering his face, which was also a grievance.

simply turned the camera back and fell to the position where he made mistakes again and again.

"No, this character is particularly toxic, you can see for yourself!"

As he spoke, the cameraman directly enlarged the picture.

In the picture, Li Shixin is quietly sitting on the side of the street with his hands on his knees.

On the old and embarrassed face, there was a trace of sadness in the numbness, and the sadness seemed to be mixed with unwillingness. Although he looked like a begging for food, his back was straight.

Seeing Li Shixin in the picture, Guan Lan's eyes widened.

"I remember that didn't arrange a beggar?"

Seeing Li Shixin, who had a completely different painting style from the people around him, Guan Lan was stunned.

"Director, what's wrong?" On the side, Zhang Shuo saw that he hadn't done it twice, so he knew that there was a problem with the group performance, and as the leader of the group, he immediately ran over.

Seeing Li Shixin on the monitor, he slapped his thigh.

I know that this old man is not a fuel-efficient lamp!

Nima concave shape, like words! Whose waist pole is so straight?

Isn't that a joke!

"Wait, steward, I'll get rid of this old man now!

With that, Zhang Shuo ran over.

Behind him, let the camera play back the first two times, and watch the scene just now. Guan Lan also stood up and followed.

......

There will be only two plays this morning: one is the whole city running away at this time, and the second is when the Eight-Nation Coalition forces enter the city.

It's all a big scene that consumes manpower.

But this first show didn't pass twice in a row, and the group performers were a little impatient.

The season is already the beginning of autumn, but the autumn tiger is the autumn tiger, and the temperature is not low. Other group performances are better, and the costumes that play the Qing soldiers are three layers inside and out. Some people even put on armor, and the heat was uncomfortable. The director didn't instruct, and he didn't dare to move, so he simply sat on the ground, and complained while fanning the wind with his clothes.

At this time, Zhang Shuo ran over angrily, and when he arrived in front of Li Shixin, he turned on the roar mode;

"Uncle, you are sincere, right! What's the matter with you! If you want you to play a beggar, you will play it for me? The whole group stopped twice because of you, you are always a big guy and you are not tired, and time is not valuable, right?"

A group of performers are figuring out why they are "stuck" twice in a row, and just now they thought it was a problem on the camera side. But now that Zhang Shuo said this, and then looked at Li Shixin's appearance, everyone understood.

The group performers complained.

"Well, you're old, I can't afford it. If you play here for a while, I'll let you smash my job. Old man, you quickly take off your clothes and makeup, where did you come from, go back. I can't wait for you here!"

Zhang Shuo was angry, and without saying a word, he was going to take off Li Shixin's costume directly.

"Wait a minute!"

Before his hand touched Li Shixin, he heard Guan Lan's voice behind him.

"Dao'er, I'll just solve this matter. You go back and rest, and it'll be over soon!" Zhang Shuo thought that Guan Lan had come to see the situation in person, and he was so frightened that he hurried to make amends.

Guan Lan waved her hand and looked at Li Shixin, who seemed to be sitting there unmoved, as if a Buddha was sitting there.

Then he stooped down and asked, "Old man, I remember, I asked you to play a beggar?"

Li Shixin didn't pretend to be deep, but was thinking about whether he should touch porcelain or something again. After all, this time the opportunity to set the trick is too rare. I don't have much time left, it's been two days in Rongdian, if I don't have any gains, then I will lose a lot.

Hearing Guan Lan's question, he slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw that it was the director in charge, he nodded lightly.

"That's right, you're asking me to play a beggar. ”

"Then what do I think of you, a beggar, don't you look like a beggar?" Seeing Li Shixin nodding, Guan Lan asked with a frown.

When the director said this, the people around him naturally agreed: "That is, how can there be a beggar like you? Look at this waist board, it's so straight! In ancient times, if you really asked for food like this, I was afraid that you would be beaten to death!"

Listening to the cool words around him, Li Shixin was not shocked, and said in a deep voice: "This beggar, what kind of beggar is there." ”

"Interesting, tell me, what kind of beggars do they have?" asked a group actor next to him with a grin.

"There are beggars, he runs around all day long just to eat a bite to live.

Some beggars, he has nothing and all his thoughts are lost, his body is still dead, his heart is dead, and he is just a walking corpse.

But there are still beggars who are born in troubled times and are like duckweed. But as long as he is given a little spark, he can burn himself up and add some light to this world. I'm playing such a beggar. ”

"Oh?" Guan Lan smiled, "Old man, in this way, you also designed some inner drama for your character?"

"Naturally. ”

"Then you play one, I'll see. ”

Li Shixin nodded, looked at the mocking eyes around him, and opened his mouth.

"Master Jun, it's good. If you don't need a steel knife, give it to the old man!"

Mentioning the three points of anger in his heart, his eyes widened, like angry King Kong, and shouted loudly at the soldiers who had just laughed at him at the street entrance!

This sound came down in exchange for the silence of the audience!

Looking at Li Shixin's most humble words, he actually said endless tragic heroism, Guan Lan Huoran got up!

"It's a little bit worse! Can you give me a little more blood?"

"Yes. ”

Li Shixin thought about it and nodded.

In a surprised gaze, he beckoned to Zhang Shuo, who was stunned on the side.

"Come here. ”

"Ahh

Hearing Li Shixin's call, he immediately took a step forward.

"Hold your hand out. ”

"Alas!"

Looking at Zhang Shuo's chubby palm, Li Shixin unhurriedly picked up a broken bowl beside him.

"Put your hands on the bowl. ”

"Old man, what are you going to do...... Ahhhh

Zhang Shuo didn't finish his sentence, and the stump on the edge of Li Shixin's bowl over there was directly cut off!

Zhang Shuo's index finger and finger belly made an opening in an instant, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

"I use some blood. ”

"Why did you cut my own hands with blood?"

"Fart, can you bear to see your uncle and me suffer?"

Then you will cut me!

Zhang Shuo snorted, seeing that Guan Lan on the side had no intention of intervening, and even looked at Li Shixin with encouraging eyes, he could only grit his teeth: "I can't bear it, I can't bear it." But uncle, I beg you, my blood pressure is low, you squeeze ...... lightly"

"Less nonsense!"

Ignoring Zhang Shuo's loud shouting, Li Shixin lowered his head and tore off a strip of cloth more than an inch long from the tattered costume.

Then, he grabbed Zhang Shuo's index finger and wrote two lines of words on the cloth strip.

The word is a serious 800 traditional line.

Outside the compact Peugeot frame, the outline line is full of heroism.

"That's a beautiful word!"

Fixing her eyes on the two lines of words on it, Guan Lan couldn't help but shout!

"All departments are in place, camera, didn't you say that the old man is poisonous? After a while, the old man will be here, you can give me a close-up! Starting from this piece of blood cloth, the camera moves up, I want the old man to shoot from his feet to his face, understand!"

"Don't worry, guide!

"Let's go!"

The crew, which had been stopped for more than ten minutes, started again.

"The third scene of "The End of the Forbidden City", Ike God!"

The audience walked up.

In Guan Lan's monitor screen, the Spring Festival couplet banner of "Guotai Min'an" on the street was stepped on by several big feet in turn.

"Run! The foreign devils are coming into the city!"

The camera zooms out, and the panicked civilians run for their lives.

On the street, there were people in a panic, a rich merchant who lost his suitcase, a young lady who lost her shoe, a woman who was pushed down on the side of the road crying, and a child who had lost her parents and cried: "Mother, I want mother! Wow......"

"Get out of the way!" Get out of the way!"

A group of Qing soldiers with fast guns in their hands and steel knives at their waists came in a hurry and walked through the streets.

Everywhere I went, there was a rush of chickens and dogs.

Everybody's moving, everybody's messing up.

But at this time, the camera suddenly stopped.

On the street corner, a sculpture-like beggar sits on the ground with his hands on his knees.

The air seemed to freeze.

His eyes were slightly closed, a dirty braid was coiled around his neck, his gray and messy hair swayed gently in the wind, and his face was full of pathos.

In front of him, a strip of rag was pressed against two stones. On the top of the cloth strip, there are two lines of big characters dancing with dragons and phoenixes.

I would like to ask for a steel knife,

Promise this cripple for the country!

The big characters were written in blood, and they had dried up.

Looking at the monitor, in contrast to the movement and static, the picture revealed the world in May 1900, and Guan Lan got up excitedly.

Slap hard!

"Beautiful!