"The last paragraph. ”

Cheng Kaige directly entered Ji Ming's last shot - he opened the door, looked at each other, ran two steps, grabbed the railing on the second floor, and shouted "Mother"!

Mother!

There must be a lot of stuff in this voice.

Zhang Shaoqiu's mother is a prostitute, he was born to be raised by a bitch, this woman sent him into the troupe, because he was born with six fingers and was not accepted by the Guan family class - she can get a knife in her hand and cut off a finger for him!

How old would he be?

Nine years old!

Since then, there has been no more to do with it.

But Zhang Shaoqiu not only has such a resentful side in his heart, but also longing, attachment, love, this world, this woman, is his only relative - he is a person of great affection, and he has no decision to die and never return to his mother.

He may ask: Why did you send me away so ruthlessly?

He may want to hear: Mother is here to find a way for you to live.

He may ask: Why didn't you come to me after all these years?

He may want to hear: Mother is afraid, afraid of affecting your future.

In short, how complicated Yanhong's feelings are, Zhang Shaoqiu's "mother" has a lot of liver and intestines.

Ji Ming's hurry to open the door, the hurried panic when he looked, and the stage style when he was running were all in place at one time, but this one was called a card.

Zhang Ying glanced at Director Cheng in surprise.

Ji Ming's last scene is at the end of the entire short film, which is very important. But judging from the eyes of Zhang Yinghou, the performance is already very good, whether it is the actions or lines, including the sound of "mother", she feels numb and sour when she hears it.

With this voice, she can say that Ji Ming is an absolute powerhouse, even if it is Zhou Yiwei who she originally wanted to invite, it is difficult to play better than Ji Ming in this role.

"One more trip, give you ten minutes to brew. ”

Cheng Dao did not have the vision of Guan Zhangying, including Du Alcohol.

Li Zaiwei, who was standing behind the monitor, Director Cheng's perennial partner, had already seen that it was not that Ji Ming was not good enough, but that Director Cheng's director was addicted to it - he was very satisfied with Ji Ming and was also satisfied with this performance, so he wanted to squeeze Ji Ming and force him to go further and continue to move forward.

asked him to shout that voice into the eyes of the whole scene.

Mother!

What shouted was the cuckoo crying blood of Zhang Shaoqiu's life, and what he shouted was the flesh and blood tragedy of cannibalism and rebellion.

Except for Li Zaiwei and Director Cheng himself, no one knew that without a word, Director Cheng would arrange such a big task for Ji Ming, who was just a big dragon.

Ji Ming didn't have any objections, nodded and returned to the room, closing the door again.

He sat in front of the mirror, looking at the male and female makeup in the mirror, Zhang Shaoqiu's life flashed through his mind again, and then jumped back to this moment. His brows furrowed slightly, maybe with more time and more understanding, he could play better.

But at this point in time and space, he was almost sure that just now was his best performance.

Tell Director Cheng?

Or do you just do it again?

No.

Ji Ming shook his head.

"Help understand the role of Zhang Shaoqiu in "Farewell My Concubine". Merit points -10. ”

The merit points sold to Zhou Xin for Enlightenment came in handy at this time.

is different from Zhou Chong, Zhou Chong is contrasting, dozens of versions, dozens of actors, and the split screen unfolds in front of Ji Ming's eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Shaoqiu seems to have been brought into a memory, many small plots that are not recorded in the script or in the movie - when he was practicing, he was crying and thinking about his mother, when he was beaten, he shrunk his body and thought about his mother, and when he was on stage for the first time, he was excited and thinking about his mother...... When Hengdao killed himself, he was relieved, thinking about what would have happened if his mother hadn't sent him to the troupe?

Ji Ming's understanding of the role has been enriched at a great speed, and those details and emotions have begun to be clear and full.

almost lived as another Zhang Shaoqiu.

Ten minutes, Ji Ming's fingers grasping the dresser began to turn white, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"Ji Ming, is it okay?"

“…… Yes, you can. ”

"That's on. ”

Just opened the door, Cheng Dao's eyes lit up, and the state was different.

Ji Ming stood at the door, looking at both sides, the extreme expectation in the horror, the level that seemed indifferent because the emotion was extreme, was brought out in an uproar, and was held in front of Cheng Kaige, Zhang Yinghou, Du Alcohol, Li Zaiwei, and the so-called audience.

After Zhang Ying, who was already a mother, her heart was sour and tight, and her tears began to condense.

Ji Ming ran out, it was the kind of stage that was on the stage, small steps, steady - but the speed of alternating feet was enough to show his heart.

The camera progresses.

On the second floor, Ji Ming, Ji Ming's face, Ji Ming's eyes, suddenly pulled back.

"Mother!"

Jin Shengyuzhen, liver and intestines are broken.

Smack.

Zhang Yinghou's tears fell on the placket, and she was still in the afterglow of bright red emotions, muttering, whispering, weakly, and timidly: "Little bean." ”

Director Cheng slapped his face, raised his voice and shouted:

"Good!"

Everyone began to applaud, and Ji Ming trembled in the applause.

"No—I'm sorry, I want to, slow down. ”

Ji Ming ran downstairs, took his mobile phone, ran out of the set in a few steps, found a dark corner, and nested in.

"Don't bother him. Director Cheng ordered: "Go to someone, stay away and guard." ”

……

Ji Ming shook his hand and dialed Chu Qing's phone, it rang four times, about the next one, and a three-quarter interval passed, and Chu Qing picked it up.

"Ji Ming, what's wrong?"

It's already early in the morning.

"At the beginning of the year, can you play a piano for me?"

Chu Qing paused and realized what was happening: "You wait, I'll pull it for you right away." ”

The sound of squirming came from the other end of the phone, mixed with a few voices, "Crazy girl, what are you doing in the middle of the night?", "What are you doing with the piano?" "You are nervous, put on a pajama and start pulling?" "Stunned, hurry up and put on some clothes" - it should be the first mother.

Then the piano of "Love-story" sounded.

Ji Ming took a deep breath and exhaled a long breath.

I was able to breathe.

Chu Qing has been pulling for more than ten minutes, and Ji Ming can even hear the murmur that begins to tremble because of the cold - it seems that Chu Qing's house has no central heating, ha.

"Alright, you can go back to bed. ”

"Really?"

"Hurry up. ”

There was another squirming, and Chu Qing should have run to bed.

"What's wrong with you? What are you doing? It's scary. ”

"There is a role that has gone too deep all of a sudden, "Farewell My Concubine", the role of Yu Ji, have you seen it?" Ji Ming tried to soothe himself, this wave of impact was beyond his expectations, and it was not comparable to the previous "Thunderstorm" and those trial roles.

It may be that the concentrated use of merit points in ten minutes makes the process too intense, and it is too easy to challenge an experiential actor to experience it in a way that invades the character's memory. Therefore, Ji Ming's reaction may be much more exaggerated than that of many actors.

There is no distinction between people and plays.

"Ji Ming, I'm really worried about you like this. ”

"It's not always like this, I didn't expect it this time. Ji Ming exhaled again: "It's okay, I'm fine now, thank you Chuchu." ”

"Well, that's fine, do you want to continue?"

"It should be, but it's okay, you sleep, Auntie is probably going to scold me." ”

"I don't tell her. ”

"Oh, okay, then kiss one, mua. ”

“…… Kiss. ”

Ji Ming slowed down in this corner for a few more minutes, and then returned to the set as if he was a little out of strength - Director Cheng watched him come back, his face was calm, and he was very surprised.

There are many experiential actors he has seen, but the way of expression is different, and the degree is also different. Ji Ming can't get out of it all of a sudden, it takes a while to slow down, which is considered mainstream - some actors can't see it on the surface, so it's even more serious.

However, Ji Ming recovered so quickly, Director Cheng was still quite surprised, maybe the play was relatively short.

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay, I'm sorry. ”

"It's like this when an actor is devoted, what's so embarrassing about this, Ji Ming, let me tell you, this is the most glorious thing for an actor, he doesn't live with anyone, but he is the most sincere, whether it's a play, a director, or a cooperation. ”

"You sit down, rest for a while, I'll shoot them both first. ”

"Good. ”

This shooting took more than two hours, and then Ji Ming's scene was officially filmed, until half past four in the morning, "Farewell My Concubine: Bright Red" was "finished", upstairs and downstairs, everyone applauded very warmly, and finally could go back to rest.

"Oops, I'm going to die. Zhang Ying shouted coquettishly, quite relieved.

"What's the matter, go out for a bite to eat?"

"No, I'm going back to catch up on sleep, I'm too old to stand it, you can go." Zhang Ying looked at Ji Ming: "Ji Ming, are you going?"

"Huh? I'm not going either. ”

It makes sense for him not to go like that—to scare everyone.

"Then I'll give you a ride, back to the Chinese opera, right?"

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Zhang. ”

Along the way, Zhang Ying didn't say anything, she was really tired, but when she was about to get to the Chinese drama, she said a few words to Ji Ming: " Actors have to learn to distinguish between roles and reality, we all teach experiential schools, I have been acting like this for so many years, when I was young, there were times when I couldn't tell the difference, the impact of this kind of thing on people is very powerful, not only can't get out of it, sometimes you think you have come out, but the personalities of various characters are still imperceptibly affecting you, and when you are shocked, some things may have happened and cannot be reversed.

Do you know Daniel Day Lewis, the only three-time Oscar winner? When he played "Lincoln", he thought of himself as Lincoln, spoke and acted, and was finally warned by his family and even kicked out of the Christmas party. When acting in "Gangs of New York", he swung a knife on the set and scared a lot of people to death, hehe. When acting in "Blood is Coming", he beat up his co-actors.

If you don't go crazy, you can't live, Lewis is such an actor, but you have to know that in the whole of Hollywood, there is only one Lewis, such a person is not easy to do, and what needs to be paid is far beyond our imagination. Ji Ming, you are a particularly talented actor, so young, don't let yourself fall too into the role - it's not a good thing. ”

Ji Ming nodded sincerely: "I know, thank you." ”

"Don't be so polite, don't say anything about senior sisters and brothers, we can cooperate like this once, it's fate. ”

When the car arrived at the Chinese opera, Ji Ming thanked him and got out of the car.

"We'll get together next time when we're free. Zhang Ying poked her head out, not knowing whether she was sincere or polite.

"Well, good. ”

Ji Ming also said hello to the driver: "Master, thank you, drive slowly." ”

The driver said "OK".

Turning around and seeing the familiar gate of the Chinese opera, Ji Ming was stunned for a moment, and a cold wind blew, and the leaves were rustling - it was so cold.

Ji Ming smiled, and it was the handsome Chinese opera who was coaxed by the cow.

——

If you write a big chapter of three or four thousand words, you won't divide it, you give me a ticket, I'll give you a little care, hehe.