Guizhou, Qiannan, Sandu Shui Autonomous County, Qingyan Town;

I walked through the bluestone slabs of the ancient town, took a motorcycle, and came to a place five or six kilometers outside the town;

Yang Zhu looked at the already small village in front of him, and went straight to a sleepy person under the tree;

"Are you lazy again!?" Yang Zhu whispered in her ear.

The little white rabbit was suddenly frightened and jumped up on the ground.

Looking at the man with a wicked smile in front of him, Wan Jing patted his chest with his small hand, and then eased up: "BOSS, I'm scared to death!"

"How is it, are you used to staying here?" asked Yang Zhu with a grin.

"It's been more than a week, and I'm quite used to it, but some actors are not ......used to it," White Rabbit hesitated.

"Oh, what do you mean, some people are complaining?"

The little white rabbit nodded, and Yang Zhu was not surprised: "Go, take me to meet those actors." ”

The two walked up a short section and came to a newly built dam, and the sixty or seventy people were divided into several piles.

Some were carrying wood in shirtless shirts, others were clumsily sawing wood with saws, and others were pointing with buckets of thread;

Others are led by two teachers who teach yoga and jiu-jitsu, grinning and making various movements, sometimes wailing and laughing;

The other group of people was sitting in front of a tall middle-aged teacher, holding a brush and paper in his hand, seriously learning the writing and pronunciation of Shui Shuwen.

Yang Zhu looked at it for a while, stopped a staff member, and gave two orders;

After a while, a group of actors surrounded Yang Zhu.

Yang Zhu glanced around at everyone, ignored the smell of sweat that kept hitting him, and said, "You have worked hard!"

"Today, I called you here just to ask if you are used to being here, what I can help solve, and if there are any doubts that I need to answer. ”

Looking at the people with different expressions, but who didn't squeak, Yang Zhu smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, I, Yang someone, am not a man-eating monster, just say what you have, and I won't embarrass everyone." ”

There were a few chuckles from the crowd, and then a man in a dragon suit said:

"Director Yang, I don't quite understand, why do we group performers learn to build houses, and we are not allowed to wear clothes?"

Yang Zhu glanced at the coarse cloth pants on the lower half of his body, and smiled shyly: "Please tell me everything, please say that you will not be allowed to wear a shirt, not that you will not be allowed to wear clothes, otherwise you will be careful to be harmonized!"

The crowd burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was much more lively.

Yang Zhu's face was a little more serious, and he said: "First of all, I want to tell you that I invited you little special actors here to train, and gave you a subsidy of 8,000 per month, not because I had a lot of money and wanted to show off." ”

"It's that you don't understand your importance all along. ”

The dragon sets are a little confused, aren't they just passers-by, the biggest role is to fill the picture, what else can be important?

Yang Zhu smiled: "Making movies is different from making TV series, we strive to make every shot redundant, and in the same way, we also strive to make every character who appears in the camera, whether you are a supporting role, Xiaote, or even a passerby, we strive to bring the audience a sense of reality." ”

"I'm sure you've also seen a lot of movies that make you scoff, especially costume dramas, and I guess there are a lot of scenes in them that make you feel fake. ”

"Why is this happening? In addition to the bloody script and the lack of starring skills, there are more details, especially the details of you grassroots actors!"

"When you look at a group of hangers, walking on duck legs as pedestrians on the street, do you think it's really ancient?"

"You look at a person, with fine skin and tender meat, picking up a hoe and waving it lightly in the air, for fear of breaking the ground, will you believe that this is a farmer who eats on the ground?"

"When you look at a soldier with a relaxed face, a dull look in his eyes, and no murderous spirit to speak of, do you think it's on the battlefield?"

"I'm sure no one with a normal brain would think these images are real, right?"

"When a movie, even these images that run through more than half of the whole film, can't bring realism to others, how can you expect the audience to buy your account?"

"So...... I have always believed that with a group of grassroots actors who can show realism, this film can have the possibility of success. ”

"Going back to the question you just asked, why didn't you put your shirt on?"

"The answer is simple, to make you look real in the picture;"

"Don't forget, all of you here are either from the Ghost King Sect, or the barbarians of Southern Xinjiang under the rule of the Ghost King Sect;"

"What should the barbarians of southern Xinjiang you play look like?"

"You who survive in the poor mountains and bad waters, you should have a strong and dark body, and your eyes should always be full of a trace of vigilance and rebelliousness,"

"You should be proficient in most hunting and survival techniques, and all your movements should be efficient, agile and powerful;"

"So, you now know why I ordered you not to wear your shirts, do you?

"In the same way, I let you build your own house, firstly, to exercise your muscles, and secondly, to bring enough stability and efficiency to your body movements,"

"These things, without muscle memory, are simply not possible. ”

Paused: "Of course, for the sake of the quality of the film, I will give more shots to those actors who feel the most realistic when the time comes." ”

When the actors heard Yang Zhu's explanation, they couldn't help but suddenly realize, it turns out that they are so important?

I heard that Yang Zhu planned to add a shot to the best-performing dragon set, and everyone geared up, this year, that dragon set doesn't have a star dream.

As the atmosphere became more and more active, an actor said with a sad face: "Director Yang, I can bear the rest, but ...... The food we made is too spicy, isn't it? Can you make something lighter?"

Many people also responded.

The executive assistant director on the side wiped the sweat from his forehead, when he pulled this ticket actor from Hengdian over, he patronized to inspect the appearance and plasticity, but forgot that many of these people are from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and they can't eat spicy food at all.

Yang Zhu first glanced at the assistant director quietly, thinking that he had to detain his chicken legs, and then looked at everyone: "What's this...... No, you can't!"

"I specially instructed you to add spicy food to your meal. ”

After a pause: "The reason is very simple, your personal temperament is too gentle, and it is not at all consistent with the fierce temperament of the barbarians in southern Xinjiang. ”

"So in order to change your temperament, we have designed many special training programs, and spicy dishes are one of them;"

"The reason is very simple, spicy is not a taste, but a sense of pain, people live in a closed and boring environment, it is easy to be restless, at this time with a sufficient amount of chili pepper stimulation, your temper will be hot,"

"Correspondingly, your physical performance will also change, for example, the frequency of your movements will increase, the muscles around the apple muscles of your face will become active, and your eyes, under the emotional mobilization, will become more aggressive!"

"Therefore, if you want to be a good actor, it is inevitable to endure hardships, and eating chili peppers is even more inevitable!"

Everyone laughed, and those people thought that eating chili peppers was also particular, and it was not that the crew deliberately cheated themselves, so their anger disappeared.

......

"Director, practicing this jiu-jitsu is too frustrating, I need someone to help me get up in the morning, can we relax the standards a little, isn't this still a special effect?" said a young actor.

Yang Zhu had a slight impression of him, remembering that he was a small supporting role who played a master beside the Ghost King.

smiled at the moment, but there was no smile on his face: "Cheng, you can relax the standards, you can turn into a small special, resign the contract, and let people who are willing to endure hardships replace your role, I don't have any opinion." ”

The actor thought to himself, what is this, how can Xiaote compare with his own supporting role? If nothing else, there is a big gap in salary alone.

Looking at him and shaking his head, Yang Zhu's words were a little more ferocious: "Are you special!?

"Look at Mr. Chen Daomin, a national first-class actor, a Chinese actor, a person in his fifties, people train with you, and they should suffer more than you, right?

The young man shook his head, his neck retracting a little;

Chen Daomin wanted to speak and stopped, and said in his heart, I also want to say, jiu-jitsu, can we be gentle at the beginning, don't be so violent, my old bones can't stand it,

But seeing that Yang Zhu held a conference as soon as he arrived, he didn't get angry with himself at all, so he lifted himself up as a model, how could he not dismantle his own platform, so he had to glance at this little fox with some hatred, and swallowed the bitter water alone.

Yang Zhu pointed to Prince Lin, who was secretly pressing his hip joints on the side: "Look at Lin Tu again, a well-known movie star, the prince of Dahua Investment, his identity is expensive enough, right?

The young man hung his head completely, not daring to look at Yang Zhu.

Prince Lin on the side smiled bitterly, he has practiced jiu-jitsu for a few days, if he wants to say that he is not bitter, it is a lie, and if he wants to say that he has not been a deserter in his heart, it is also a lie;

It's just that he has long been accustomed to Yang Dada's beating, and since he gave the death order, he had to carry it hard, just to see how many days he could resist, and hoped that he would not be disabled when the time came.

......

"Director Yang, why do you let us make bamboo baskets and sell them in the town, and we are not allowed to speak in the middle, only gestures?"

"Because in this way, we can practice the realism of the barren people in southern Xinjiang when they trade. ”

"Director Yang, why do we need to learn the pronunciation of Shui Shuwen, isn't it enough to learn how to write?"

"Because when the people of the Ghost King Sect use their own attack moves, it is very strange if they say such words as [Break!]!"

"Director Yang, why do we want to learn to play copper drums?"

"Because the copper drum is the most important instrument of the water tribe, and it is also an important magic weapon of the Ghost King Sect in the movie, it is completely different from the normal way of playing the drum, I don't want you to just pretend at that time, in this case, you won't be able to play that momentum!"

"Director Yang ......"

..................

For a full afternoon, Yang Zhu was explaining to a bunch of actors and crew why he did this, doing that, talking about dry mouth.

But judging from the latter effect, it seems to be not bad, at least everyone's mood is much more stable, and after a few days, they get used to this kind of life, and basically there will be no problems.

was a little worried that the actors would not adapt to the water and soil, and explained that the assistant director who stayed here must pay attention to the physical condition of everyone, and after consulting and registering every two days, Yang Zhu planned to leave.

"Leaving so soon?" Chen Daomin was a little surprised.

"Well, I haven't gone over to the actors of the Qingyun faction yet, it's hard to say what will go wrong, I have to rush over and take a look. Walking slowly on the dirt road, Yang Zhu said.

The reason why he walked so slowly was completely to take care of Chen Daomin's situation, he walked with a limp, and his speed really couldn't be improved.

"Hehe, when you told me that you were going to pull all the actors together for closed training, I thought you were fooling me, but I didn't expect ......"

"Hehe, you kid is ruthless enough!" Chen Daomin cocked his thumb.

Yang Zhu has a black line, is this boasting about himself or hurting himself?

"Why, I didn't say hello today, I just held an all-staff meeting, and pushed me out, because I was afraid that my old bones would regret it?" Chen Daomin looked at Yang Zhu with a smile.

Yang Zhu smiled, knowing that he couldn't hide it, he was indeed a little worried, after all, for a person in his fifties, practicing jiu-jitsu every day is tantamount to the biggest torture.

Scratching his head at the moment, he smirked, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Chen Daomin's face turned a little dark, he didn't expect that his golden signboard for decades would look so unbearable in the eyes of this young man, and he immediately snorted fiercely.

"By the way, is what you told me last time true or false?" Chen Daomin couldn't help but be curious after all, and asked the question he had been thinking about for a few days.

"Hmm, what is true or false?" Yang Zhu was confused.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, it's just that you play the head of the Qingyun faction, whether it's a joke or serious, hurry up!" Chen Daomin urged.

Yang Zhu looked at him with a look that you were joking: "Of course it's true, I, Yang, never lie in business." ”

Chen Daomin stopped and looked at him with a foolish look: "Are you serious?"

Yang Zhu nodded as a matter of course.

"Then I won't act!" Chen Daomin turned around and was about to leave.

Yang Zhu hurriedly stopped him: "What's the matter, why don't you say that if you don't act, you won't act?"

Chen Daomin squinted at him: "You are a hairy boy, or a director, and you actually played against me, can you still watch this movie?"

"It's a pity that such a good script and such a good idea. ”

Yang Zhu looked at him with a smile: "According to what you say, the director can't act?"

Chen Daomin smacked his lips: "I can't say that, it's just that you are a hairy boy, playing such a role with the most sense of conflict in the movie, do you think you can play it well?"

Yang Zhu sneered: "The kid is not talented, he thinks he still has some small means in training actors, why, do you think that a director has the ability to train actors, but he is not capable of playing a role well?"

Chen Daomin snorted: "These are two different things, besides, with your appearance of a thief with eyebrows and rat eyes, you really want to be able to perform the essence of the head of the Qingyun faction, I immediately ate the script!"

Yang Zhu stared at him for a while: "Then let's make a bet, I really want to act well, and I don't want you to eat the script." ”

Chen Daomin immediately made an expression like a thief: "What do you want to do?"

A sly smile appeared at the corner of Yang Zhu's mouth: "If you really admit defeat at that time, I don't want anything else, I want your two cakes that have been factory for 73 years and have long been ripe Pu'er Qizi Cake." ”

Chen Daomin's mouth suddenly trembled a little, when did he see this little slippery head? It was the seven-son cake that he had worked hard to get his hands on, and he only pried a small piece of it, and he was never willing to drink it again.

However, looking at Yang Zhu's appearance that you didn't dare to bet, Chen Daomin gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely: "Cheng!"

A triumphant smile appeared on Yang Zhu's face: "High-five is an oath, and a word is a decision!"

Chen Daomin was suspicious in his heart, but he still stretched out his right hand and slapped it fiercely with Yang Zhu's palm that was already standing in the air: "Smack"!

After high-five, Yang Zhu smiled at Chen Daomin: "Since you don't believe it, let's have the most illustrative play with you."

Then he closed his eyes and brewed his emotions for a moment;

When Chen Daomin heard that he was playing against himself, he immediately cheered up.

Three seconds later, Yang Zhu opened his eyes, and his whole person's temperament suddenly changed drastically.

I saw that his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, but his two eyebrows drooped against common sense, and a slightly sad face appeared in front of Chen Daomin's eyes;

But the strange thing is that this slightly bitter face, with slightly drooping eyelids, and a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, is clearly a great compassionate person with compassion.

I saw Yang Zhu's eyes slanted as if evading, as if he let out a wordless sigh: "Ghost King, you are a hero, fierce and uncast, you think that you have your own bright road in your heart, but why bother to make your ten years of financing ruined in one fell swoop for a little stumbling outside your body?"

In the tone, there are two points of entanglement, three points of pity, but five points of domineering.

Chen Daomin was shocked in his heart, quickly cheered up, snorted coldly, and suppressed a wave of anger in his words: "You say...... My daughter's life is only a little extraneous shackle!?"

Then he raised his head and said in a sonorous tone: "I am a ghost king, and I seek to understand my thoughts, and ten years ago, my daughter died in the hands of your Qingyun faction, and from that moment on, my thoughts will not be able to reach it,"

There was a pause in his tone: "Hmph, Qingyunmen is so famous, I want to see if the alliance between my two factions can destroy you Qingyunmen!"

"When the time comes, let's also try what it's like to be the best in the world!"

As he spoke, he laughed uncontrollably.

Yang Zhu's eyes stared at Chen Daoming, his expression changed slightly, his eyes were slightly sharp, but he immediately hidden, as if he was struggling to endure it, but the whole person's body leaned forward slightly, and his body movements also showed a hint of aggression intentionally or unintentionally, but he also retracted it in an instant;

After a while, Yang Zhu's expression showed a trace of bitterness: "In the past, I drank the wine of Zhongshan by mistake, and I was drunk for a thousand days, but looking at today's sentient beings, I am dazed and chased away, and there is no day that I am not drunk......"

Yang Zhu stared at Chen Daoming, his eyes showing a hint of expectation: "Ghost King, you want to destroy my Qingyun today...... But you want to replace it and get drunk on the world to play chess?"

Chen Daomin shook his head with a look of disdain: "What is the difference between the projectile leaking the house and the world? ”

Yang Zhu showed a hint of disappointment, his eyes dimmed a little, but he forced himself to reveal a trace of a begging gaze: "That...... Are you going to break the situation with your strength, spread the cool and scattered, so that everyone can get rid of the drunkenness?"

Chen Daomin hesitated for a moment, and slowly shook his head: "No, this is the matter of the old monk; ”

"As for the rest...... What does life and death have to do with me!?"

Yang Zhu's eyes showed a look of despair, he sighed a little unbearably, and slowly closed his eyes;

After opening his eyes again, the eyes looking at Chen Daomin gradually changed, from disappointment to unbearable, from unbearable to pity, and finally, it showed a sharp fusion of madness and recklessness;

The whole person's body gradually stood up from the original peaceful posture, leaned back slightly, and with Yang Zhu's eyes, a condescending sense of overlooking arose.

"Those who are in the middle of the earth will be doubted by those who are rich in beauty, and I am too naïve to seek clarity in turbidity......

As if convincing himself, Yang Zhu muttered softly.

The eyes are indeed getting more and more crazy, and then instantly return to indifference, and the corners of his mouth provoke a cruel and evil smile, but together with the eyebrows that have been drooping, they seem to be crying......

"In that case, Ghost King, I want to see if some obsession in your heart can withstand my sword and take it!" Yang Zhu's voice became extremely cold, but his tone was calm and smooth, and a strong "sense of inhumanity" arose......

"Hiss!!"

Chen Daomin looked at Yang Zhu in front of him like a monster, although he didn't have a beard, and he was only wearing shorts and stubble, but in just one minute, he clearly saw a very real Qingyun faction head who exuded "half immortal and half demon" and "half life and half kill".

The movements with drama all over his body, the completely different temperament changes after each sentence, and the incomparably weird sense of majesty at the end directly made his back numb;

"Are you really only 27 years old?" asked Chen Daomin in disbelief after a long silence.

Yang Zhu nodded, teasing: "Do you need to see your ID card?"

"Hey~~~~~ then how did you practice your acting skills?" Chen Daomin looked incredulous.

Yang Zhu took a few moments and avoided answering, just a little impatient: "Hurry up, admit it or not!?"

Chen Daomin nodded with a toothache: "Recognize!" I'll bring you tea when I go back." ”

Yang Zhu smiled and nodded: "Sure enough, it's Teacher Chen, a mouthful of spit and a mouthful of nails!"

Yang Zhu gave a thumbs up: "For the sake of Mr. Chen's cool feelings, I won't hold you accountable for the sloppy role you played just now." ”

Chen Daomin's face turned red, his thinking about the role has indeed not reached the last part of the plot, let alone the decent acting just now, even the lines have been missed a few sentences.

coughed at the moment, and was about to say something, but saw Yang Zhu running forward in a hurry, and kept waving goodbye.

Chen Daomin laughed angrily, this kid, isn't he afraid that he will regret it, and he won't give him the tea!?

Then he turned around and walked back, and began to wonder in his mind, how did this kid play a middle-aged head with a split personality so vividly......

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