Chapter 252: BGM
How to play a madman?
Strange behavior, unpredictable, and likely to erupt and hurt at any moment, or is it sickly looking, crazy, and creepy?
These manifestations can be said to be people's stereotype of madness.
However, in reality, there must be a difference between a madman and a madman, and it is impossible for all madmen to be exactly the same.
Mr. Lu Xun is very researched about this, and his sister-in-law Xianglin was hit by reality so much that she told whoever she was caught about her dead child, which was also a sign of madness.
Therefore, the reasons for becoming crazy are different, and the manifestations of madness must be different, and they can't be acted randomly.
However, in Director Yuan's script, it was just a mention of "this person is crazy", and the rest was full of lines, and there was no writing about Su Muzhao's behavior pattern and how he spoke.
In other words, most of the content of the performance needs to be made up by Jessica's own brain, and she has to use what her own brain makes up to make the lines in the script look logical, otherwise, the performance will become reading the lines, and there is no soul at all.
That's why actors need imagination and creativity, and there are some things that can only be thought of by themselves.
For a person who has not even seen a madman, it is not an easy task to understand the behavior and thinking patterns of a madman.
Besides, the screenwriter who writes the lines doesn't necessarily know what a madman looks like, and what he writes is just a madman in his own imagination, so the lines must be unreasonable.
Jessica could only find out the reasons for the formation of the madman and the characteristics of the madman by herself, and then combined the lines to ponder Su Muzhao's one hundred and eight actings.
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The streets were deserted, and they were extremely dark, because no one would illuminate them with precious lamps.
The curfew had already begun, it was illegal to walk around the streets, and no normal person would come out and walk around at night.
Only abnormal people will.
Su Muzhao walked on the street, his expression calm, no different from a normal person.
Then she stopped abruptly and tilted her head sideways, as if she heard something.
"Don't kill me... Don't kill me..."
Su Muzhao's expression was slightly flustered, and he hurriedly lay on the ground, then raised his head and looked around, covering his mouth with both hands, trembling all over, his expression stiff, as if he had seen something terrible.
Immediately after, her expression suddenly froze again, her eyes were full of confusion, and she didn't know what she was doing.
She slowly got up from the ground and stared blankly at the darkness around her.
"All dead..."
She began to walk again, muttering repeatedly, "All dead, all dead... Hahaha... All dead. β
In the empty eyes, tears suddenly flowed out again, but Su Muzhao didn't care about it at all, just walking, laughing a few times weirdly from time to time, and the sound of muttering in his mouth became smaller and smaller.
The extreme changes in mood, the infectious expressions and eyes, make people feel creepy.
"Boom, boom..."
The sound of horses' hooves was heard, and a team of night patrol soldiers galloped down the street, and then stopped in front of Su Muzhao.
The leader shouted, "Who!"
Su Muzhao looked up at the bright light blankly, then suddenly showed a sweet smile, and then bowed elegantly: "Little girl Su Muzhao, this is polite." β
The enchanting and seductive figure made the leading night patrol soldier look straight.
"Su Muzhao, isn't that the young lady of the Su family?"
"The Su family that was destroyed?"
"Where else could there be?"
"She's not dead yet?"
"I'm afraid you're not crazy, are you?"
And the crowd began to discuss.
The leading night patrol soldier looked greedily at Su Muzhao's face and figure, and then turned around and shouted, "Someone! Su Muzhao has violated the night ban!
The two little soldiers immediately stepped forward and grabbed Su Muzhao, Su Muzhao struggled, and said weakly in fear: "What are you doing? let go of me..."
...
"Click!"
Finally stopped.
Hearing the click, the two ensembles immediately let go of Jessica.
The crew behind the camera all gave Jessica a thumbs up.
Jessica smiled in response, gasping for breath as she pulled her sanity out of her previous despair.
From the street to the end of the street, there are only three lines, which are just a fragment in the script.
She has never made a movie, and she doesn't know how far she should be qualified, so every time she shoots, she works hard to study deeply.
It turns out that as long as you are willing to work hard, even if you don't have many lines, you can still perform flowers.
Of course, Jessica didn't know how well she was doing, so she was still a little apprehensive.
Luoyang, who had been following Jessica from the street to the end of the street behind the camera, hurriedly stepped forward and offered his drink without hesitation.
Jessica took a few sips of the drink and looked at Director Yuan in the distance.
Luoyang patted her shoulder: "Don't be afraid, go over, Director Yuan is thinking about how to praise you." β
Jessica was amused, and the two walked out into the street together.
Director Yuan sat in a chair and looked at the monitor screen, while Huang Gang and Han Yan stood behind him and watched.
When the two arrived, Huang Gang was amazed again: "The little girl has a lot of plays, and she has the style of my year..."
When Han Jian saw Jessica coming, he immediately stepped forward and gave her a hug, and said proudly, "Sika!
Jessica shyly said, "Why... Director Yuan hasn't spoken yet. β
Director Yuan looked back at her, shook his head and said, "I don't dare to speak, there are only three lines, you gave me such a paragraph, I can't cut it with a knife, no matter how much I talk and tongue, I'm afraid you are really crazy to show me." β
Jessica was so praised that she didn't know what to say.
Luo Yang looked at her happily, opened the lunch box and ate it again, just now he patronized and looked at her, and he didn't even bother to eat.
"Okay, okay, don't be happy there, there's still a scene to film. The director clapped his hands and said, "Be happy and wait until you return to the hotel, and then shoot the next one, Han Jian is ready." β
"Okay. Han Jian responded lively, and then began to take a deep breath and prepare.
Busy time always flies very quickly, and in a trance, it has slipped through the fingers and reached the early hours of the morning.
All of them are exhausted, with various endocrine disorders, as if the body has been hollowed out.
Director Yuan can only announce that he will take a break first, after all, filming during the day also has a nap time, and it is impossible to stay up all night without resting.
For the crew, this is a rare respite, so they either fall asleep or get together to play cards and play with their mobile phones.
After all, actors are not pure physical work, so Han Jian and Jessica are not to the extent of endocrine disorders, but fatigue is certain, so they also have to rest.
Teacher Huang Gang is relatively old, and he has completely stopped cooking, and he is drooling on the rattan chair.
Luoyang took out the laptop and portable synthesizer he had brought, and began to arrange music with headphones.
Charles's work has never been interrupted, but people have paid their wages, how can Luoyang be idle?
Especially after he was not responsible for the arrangement of Taeyeon's competition, Charles gave him more work.
After all, it is the Internet era, even if Luoyang is in the Celestial Empire, it will not prevent Charles from grasping coolies.
As for the leakage of the sound source, Charles is not afraid, what he gave Luoyang is just a string of numbers representing the melody, or is it made into an encrypted document and sent over, others stole it, and it can't be used without copyright.
And after Luoyang's arrangement was done and sent over, he didn't just use it directly, he just used Luoyang's ideas as a reference, and he had to adjust it according to the style of the songs and albums he made.
So even if it is leaked, it is not the final version that is leaked.
Charles didn't know that Luoyang was an actor, he just threw the work over regularly, and then checked it regularly, Luoyang would praise a few words when he finished it, and if he didn't finish it, he would lose a few words and deduct his salary by the way, and if he did a good job, he would praise that you are really a genius, and if he did it, he would throw it back and let him redo it.
He wanted Luoyang to come back to the pheasant, but Luoyang couldn't, and he was reluctant to fire Luoyang squid, after all, this employee was really good, so he could only pinch his nose and admit it.
Because of the headphones, the synthesizer does not make sound, so Luoyang does not have to worry about disturbing others, and immerses himself in the music world, with slender fingers flying, handsome.
Because his movements are relatively coquettish, and the synthesizer is really a bit aggressive, it has attracted a lot of people's attention.
Director Yuan kept looking at the monitor, looking back at what he shot today, and then got up to discuss something with Huang Gang, but he saw Luoyang playing the synthesizer there.
Director Yuan was a little curious, and stepped forward to ask, "Luoyang, are you writing songs?"
Luoyang took off his headphones and said with a smile: "No, it's just an arrangement." β
Director Yuan also knows a little bit about this thing, at least he knows that composition and arrangement are not the same thing, so he suddenly said, and then said with great interest: "Eh, then do you know how to compose?"
"Yes. Luoyang nodded of course: "Jessica's album was prepared in March, and the tunes in it were written by me, but I don't know how to write lyrics." β
"Yes..."Director Yuan was a little surprised, and asked, "Do you want to try to make the music for our movie?" β
"Background music?" Luoyang was interested.
He remembered that when he used to watch martial arts movies, as soon as those heroes made a move, background music sounded, which was so handsome that people were enthusiastic to watch, and they couldn't wait to get up and play two sets of kung fu.
At that time, when children fought with each other, they had to play background music with their mouths.
Luoyang didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to design background music for himself one day...
"You can try. Director Yuan patted Luoyang's shoulder and said with a smile: "If it is suitable, it will definitely not let you earn less." β
"Okay. Luoyang responded and asked, "How many do you want?"
"Hmm... I'll have to think about it first, and I'll tell you another day. Director Yuan patted him on the shoulder again, and then walked towards Huang Gang.