"The Last Emperor".

This film is what Zhang Cheng needs to perform, he plays Pu Yi, and the challenge cannot be said to be small.

But there are challenges, and there are wonderful shows.

Ji Ming returned to the dormitory and closed the door so tightly that there was a charm of throwing sleeves.

In the afternoon, all the understanding of "Farewell My Concubine" appeared in my mind.

Zhang Shaoqiu, Cheng Dieyi.

On stage, off stage.

The bloody years of artillery fire, the sad and sad love-hate entanglement, the life of the family and the country, joys, sorrows and joys, one scene after another, Ji Ming closed his eyes and read the words:

I'm a man, not a woman.

There is no distinction between people and dramas, and the world is disorderly.

The abundant emotions of the characters, the amazing story background, and the layered blending of time and space are all great impacts and burdens for Ji Ming.

When Zhang Shaoqiu became the 18th character of the vow repayment mission, his whole body trembled slightly.

He stood up, still with his eyes closed, but in his sight covered by the curtains, there was a group of people wearing melon skin hats, wearing cloth cotton robes, knocking melon seeds, beside the square table, shouting and alarming the floors, calling good theater fans, where he was, it was not the dormitory of Chinese opera, but a deep stage, with gongs and drums, Jinghu playing, crackling, and swords and guns.

And one more person.

He loves, he hates, and he sees himself as a person of glory and disgrace and joy.

Duan Xiaolou!

"I'm a woman, not a man...... Senior brother, I want to sing with you for a lifetime, a year, a month, an hour is not a lifetime. ”

A knife crosses the neck, and the end of the song is scattered.

The lights in the dormitory were on overnight.

……

At half past five the next morning, Ji Ming arrived at the Beijing suburb film and television base, put on makeup, and styling, and spent two or three hours.

And then wait.

He sat behind Cheng Kaige's director's monitor, watching Du Yu and Zhang Ying shoot.

The bright red of Zhang Yinghou is a little too noble, I can't see much wind and dust, and I don't know how to do it, so I don't want to help Zhang Ying correct anything, it's more Du Alcohol.

The Beijing accent is not good.

It doesn't taste right.

The handle of the pot does not have the same style as the master of Sijiu City.

Ji Ming listened with makeup on the side, watching, Kakaka, until Director Cheng raised his head: Hey, by the way, this is the smell that came out.

Du Ol also smiled, but a little dry.

Ji Ming didn't think it was particularly interesting anyway - the fat sausage noodle shop in the North Hyogo Division Hutong that he often went to, the owner of it was a native of the capital, a native of the imperial city for ten generations. The smell of the people in the capital is called strong, and the eyes that look at you are all with a sense of history -- is this person's ancestors too wide? Is it still wide? Tsk, what's the nouveau riche......?

Now that Sensei is talking about actors, they are locals, and there are very few people who have this flavor - in the 70 years of this dynasty, how much of the foundation has been washed away for you.

Aren't the people living in the palace compound all officials from all over the country?

This beat, that is, fifteen hours, until nine o'clock in the evening. Ji Ming sat there, occasionally standing up to loosen his legs and touch up his makeup, most of the time he closed his eyes and sank into Zhang Shaoqiu's role - the voice in his mouth was extremely low, babbling and reading words, singing, not very standard, and the standard was not high, but he was very intoxicated.

After more than ten hours, there was no impetuousness at all.

When it was finally his turn to shoot his scene, Director Cheng Kaige looked at him, suddenly smiled, and said to Zhang Yinghou: "Young man, it's good." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Ying glanced at Ji Ming who was wearing makeup.

Ji Ming's face is covered with drama makeup, it must be better than Zhou Yiwei, first of all, he is young, and when he is covered by thick colors, he is a peerless celebrity who is smooth and new. Brother Zhou, he is not young, and his cheeks are a little fat, a bit like he was on stage again in his forties and fifties, a little swollen, but there is still charm.

Zhang Shaoqiu at this moment, Xiaodouzi, of course, is more like Ji Ming.

"Oh, Ji Ming's appearance, if he takes the stage, he will definitely kill a group of little girls. Zhang Yinghou was wearing a bright red gown, and when she spoke, she still looked like an old bustard: "Beautiful, it's still young." ”

"Haha, let's shoot it quickly. Director Cheng waved his hand, even though it was close to ten o'clock in the evening, everyone was still very busy with their actions, everything had to be done on the second floor, and when Ji Ming entered the door and sat in front of the dressing mirror, it was already close to 11 o'clock, and the moonlight was shining through the window.

Chilly.

"Ji Ming, Li Zaiwei told you yesterday, your role is feminine, Zhang Shaoqiu at this stage is still in a stage where there is no distinction between human drama, learning to learn the unity of human drama, he is Cheng Dieyi, Cheng Dieyi is him - have you seen the movie?"

"Well, I did. ”

So after a series of these things, I finally took the stage, and before I died, I suddenly woke up. This is a state change for him, so now he is moving towards the human drama, so when you come out to appear, hey, you have to have a little bit of that feeling on the stage," Director Cheng made a circle, turned his head sharply, and his eyes widened.

Tsk, old skin and old face, I don't feel it at all.

"It's the taste, but it can't be exaggerated, it's just such an appearance, two sentences, not much content, but it feels right, if you're ready, we'll shoot one first. ”

"Good. ”

When I took the camera for the test shooting, Du Ol and Zhang Yinghou were not together, standing behind the monitor.

Just a shot in front of the gate.

The slender white fingers poked out of the crack in the door first, it was half an orchid, and when he pulled it back, there was a not too fresh smell of sleeves - this is a famous man in the audience.

"Tsk. ”

Cheng Dao made a sound and did not move.

As the crack in the door gradually opened, a half-makeup, cold, and faceless face was gradually revealed—he was wearing a headband, one end hanging in front of him, the other floating behind him, he was wearing a white silk undershirt, and he stood on his bones.

When the door opened, his eyebrows raised.

Ooh.

What a peerless beauty!

"Wow. Du Yu couldn't hold back, Xiao Xiao exclaimed, and simply said again: "Xiao Ji's appearance is really in place." ”

"I have the charm of when I watched Mr. Zhang. Director Cheng nodded: "That's good." ”

"Try the next paragraph, and you two go up too. ”

The three of them were in harmony, Ji Ming looked at Du Yu first, and then after looking at Zhang Ying, he pulled the corners of his mouth: "Thank you, eldest sister." ”

Then he turned around again, but instead of looking at Du Alcohol, he looked at the empty space: "Master Jin, if it's okay, I'll continue to dress up?"

According to Director Cheng, this taste is too positive.

Du Ol may be the most complicated in his heart, even if he hears these two sentences, he also understands what it means to be right - it's hard to believe that Ji Ming is not from the capital, he has studied in the capital for more than a year, and he has never really sung Danjiao, how can he have such a positive tone.

Teacher, he was a little unspeakably convinced that Ji Mingneng became the acting teacher of "Actor".

Those who come out to mix are all ruthless characters!

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Babbling~~~ Get a ticket~ahah~~~