Chapter 416: Freehand

Card. ā€

Gan Jing drove the small speaker in the black car to faithfully convey the director's orders.

The first shot of "Death in the West" is NG.

Gan Jing was a little puzzled, turned around and drove back, and when he was about to get closer, he saw a black shadow flying back to the crew one step ahead of him, it was the black eagle of the falconer.

It's not necessarily black to say that the brown feathers still have white lines on them, and I don't know what kind of breed they are, but they fly too high in the air and the ground can only be seen as a color.

"Director Xie, what's wrong?" Gan Jing didn't get out of the car, lowered the window and asked the director, he was a little strange, the difficulty of this scene just now should lie in the eagle, why did he seem to shout "card" at himself?

"It doesn't feel right. Xie Jiang took a few steps forward and said.

Gan Jing wondered, "What doesn't feel right? Is my car too fast?"

"Nope. Xie Jiang thought for a while and described it in one word, "Be a little more freehand." ā€

Gan Jing chewed on the word, freehand? The picture just taken by the camera didn't give me any room for performance, could it be a frontal close-up?

He pushed the door open, jumped out of the car, and the guide showed that he wanted to look at the monitor.

Xie Jiang agreed.

Gan Jing walked to the monitor in the different eyes of the crew members, and saw the shooting content of different cameras just now.

"It's a great shot. Gan Jing noticed the No. 6 camera and asked sideways, "Which company is the old brother who used a drone to shoot this? ā€

Xie Jiang said expressionlessly: "My studio." ā€

Gan Jing nodded: "Go back and know each other." ā€

Xie Jiang remained serious.

Gan Jing continued to look at it twice and said, "Try it again, this eagle can be obedient, right?"

"Yes. To put it a little freehand, your character has just entered the northwest. Xie Jiang reminded.

Gan Jing waved his hand, sat back in the car, and pondered the word repeatedly in his heart.

Many times, the crew's filming mode is - the director makes a request, and the actor solves the problem.

Not every director will teach the actors how to act, their basic task is to rationally reframe the whole story of the script, so that it can be changed from words to images that are acceptable to the audience.

In this process, the director asked for A, and the actor tried DCBA and got A, which was the normal process.

If the actor can't find A, and he is always hovering between B and C, the director personally reminds the actor to lead the actor to perform to A, and this process is the director's training.

However, a lot of acting is not as simple as an A, it may be A+, A++, A+++, and the actor and director need to work together to find the best effect.

The director doesn't need to be able to act, but he can evaluate, he can evaluate whether the actor's performance effect meets his own requirements, and if not, then discuss what is missing.

Now, Xie Jiang implicitly commented on Gan Jing's performance: a little freehand is missing.

Actors are also two eyes, one nose and one mouth, what is the difference between them that makes the management willing to spend different prices - this is reflected in the business ability, that is, the different feedback to the director's requirements.

"Laugh one. - Wide-eyed smile.

"Cry one. - Crying with eye drops.

"Be freehand. ā€ā€”ā€”ļ¼Ÿļ¼Ÿļ¼Ÿļ¼Ÿ

The more pragmatic the requirements, the more spirituality is needed for performance, and the more big-name actors may need to be responsible for this, of course, the entertainment industry is a place rich in wonders, and it is not unusual not to be responsible.

Gan Jing sat in the car, and he waved his hand to show that he was not ready.

"Here, field officer, get me a CD of folk songs and stuff it in the car. ā€

A field attendant who was waiting at any time ran over, and he was a little embarrassed, but he was called back just two steps.

"No, I guess I can't find one for me, I'll record a few sentences and put them in the car, and you record them for me. ā€

The field attendant nodded, and trotted all the way over with a recording microphone.

Director Xie Jiang took a few steps forward, looking at the camera position to see what the leading actor was going to do.

Gan Jing brewed his emotions for a while, and sang: "My younger sister is young, and her temper is a little bad." Oops, brother is not big, but who's big, hey, hey......"

The venue manager almost laughed, what kind of thing is this singing?

Gan Jinglu pondered for a while, shook his head and said: "Forget it, don't use this, delete it, it's not quite a good match, just entered the northwest." ā€

The field manager nodded secretly, and he was a little pressing.

At this time, Xie Jiang leaned over and said, "Don't delete it, I'll keep it for later." ā€

Field Service: "???"

Gan Jing responded casually, his thoughts were not too stagnant, he thought for a moment, and re-recorded a short paragraph:

"The barren sand in front of me is full of waiting, and there is a weak cry for help in my ears, chasing after me who wants to love without reservation. ā€

"I rode a white horse, walked three levels, changed into plain clothes, and returned to the Central Plains. ā€

"Put down Xiliang, no one cares, I just want to, Wang Baochuan. ā€

This is a song mixed with Hokkien singing in "Riding a White Horse".

Xie Jiang didn't make an evaluation and retreated silently.

The field manager was a little dumbfounded, he was Hu Jianren, and asked, "Brother Gan, what kind of song is this?" ā€

"Hmm. Gan Jing said, "You see how the recording desk tunes this out, I'll use it when I throw away my cigarette butts while driving." Director Xie, Director Xie, you put a camera in my car! What do you want!"

The field attendants trembled and watched the actor suddenly get angry, dazed and at a loss.

"Oh, then I'll turn it off. Xie Jiang's tone still hasn't changed much, as if he turned into a robot during filming.

Soon, the photographer in camera 3 was in the back row, and the music was called up and the amplifier was connected to the backup.

Gan Jing gestured and signaled that he could start shooting a second time.

ā€œA怂 ā€

This time, the car still started slowly, accelerated, and drove away, but the windows didn't close compared to the last time.

Gan Jing held an unlit cigarette in his left hand and placed it on the black adhesive strip, and he gently tapped the car door, as if he was rising and falling with the melody in his heart.

After a few seconds, the left hand was withdrawn and the cigarette was lit.

After a few more seconds, the Black Hawk descended and slowed down.

After a while, the eagle shadow floated higher and higher, Gan Jing clicked the CD with his left hand, and the song with a southern tone sounded, and the car accelerated again into the northwest.

He stretched half of his cigarette out of the car and flicked it, throwing it away.

The windows are raised, and the sound of fluttering music is muffled inside.

Half of the smoke flashed red twice in the wind and disappeared without a trace.

The black car continued to move forward, and when it was about to drive out of the last camera shot, the director Xie Jiang's somewhat muffled voice came from the speaker in the car.

"It's over. ā€

Gan Jing turned around and returned to the crew, he once again came to the monitor to watch the filming scene just now, and this time the shooting was compared with the first time, which made a lot of changes.

"Do you have the 'freehand' feeling you want?" Gan Jingmo rubbed his chin.

"Hmm. Xie Jiang nodded.

Gan Jing glanced at it, this was actually a director who emphasized the feeling: "Or, do it again?" ā€

Xie Jiang said lightly: "Enough, I want this." ā€

He added: "I'm the director, listen to me." ā€

Gan Jing smiled dumbly, okay, you are the director, listen to you.

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