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In the shot, the senior brothers and sisters of various departments shouted slogans and greeted the new students. In front of the booths of various departments, the students and parents who reported were densely crowded.

As soon as Cao Bingkun came to the registration point, before Huang Shengyi could speak, Zhang Ran stopped: "Stop, stop, that beauty, yes, it's you, don't stare at the camera." Unless it's a shaft shot, you can't stare at the camera under normal circumstances, this is a taboo in acting, remember!"

The girl stuck out her tongue in embarrassment: "Got it, director!"

Shooting resumes. However, Zhang Ran quickly shouted again: "Ji Chen, your performance still needs to be collected a little more, it's still a bit excessive! Don't use techniques when speaking, don't use decorative expressions, I don't want to be depressed." We don't want to be a drama, we have to live! Other people are too, they can hear clearly, and they are not allowed to use skills when speaking!"

"Stop, stop, it's better this time, but there's one more point, let's do it again!"

"The recorder has just been in the camera, do it again!"

"Stop!" Zhang Ran shouted to stop, and everyone's eyes focused on him, all of them were afraid of "stopping".

Zhang Ran took out the picture he had just taken and looked at it, felt very satisfied, clapped his hands and smiled: "This time the performance is good, there is no problem! Is there a problem with photography and recording?"

Ding Sheng nodded at Zhang Ran: "No problem!"

Zhang Ran announced loudly: "This shot is over, the next shot is ready!"

The shooting that followed went very smoothly, shot after shot. The time soon came to half past eleven, it was already the top light time, and the light at this time was not suitable for shooting, Zhang Ran announced that he would rest and prepare for lunch.

The toplight time is the time when the sun is within 60 to 90 degrees overhead, about 11:30 a.m. to 1:30 p.m. During this period of time, the sun is almost perpendicular to the ground, the light is strong, and the level and texture of the light-receiving part and the dark part are not easy to express, especially the shadow of the human face is particularly difficult to deal with.

At half past one in the afternoon, the crew's nanny car drove Chen Daoming to Xiamen University. There was no play for him in the morning, and he went back to the hotel after attending the start-up ceremony. The members of the crew are like this, they stay in the hotel when they are not filming, and when they are about to film, they are carried to the scene by the crew's vehicle.

Zhang Ran briefly told Chen Daoming about the position, and then arranged the position of Jia Niliang and their students, and then simply walked through the position twice, and asked everyone to put on makeup.

Soon the actor put on makeup, stood in the acting area, and began to perform.

Chen Daoming held up a bird's nest and asked, "What is this?"

Zhang Zichen said flatteringly: "Bird's nest, dean." ”

Chen Daoming continued to ask, "The nest?"

Zhang Zichen pointed to the bird's nest and said, "This cuckoo's." ”

"Wrong!" Chen Daoming smiled coldly and turned to walk up the steps, "Cuckoos never build their own nests, they all lay their eggs in other birds' nests. What do they do when they invade someone's house? They push other birds' eggs down from their nests!" He picked up one of the eggs in the nest and let go of his fingers.

The eggs fell to the ground with a crisp snapping sound, and the students present were shocked, and instinctively felt a chill.

Chen Daoming looked at the students in front of him and said coldly: "The competition is over! They are born to be killers, this is their nature - competition or death! You are also like cuckoo birds! You have defeated other opponents, and the others are the eggs you pushed down, and you finally came to NTU." Remember, NTU receives 400,000 applications a year, and only 200 are approved – and that's you. What about the others? It's over, a bunch of broken eggs. My son worked hard for 3 years to get into NTU, but he failed every time. Speaking of this, a trace of complicated emotions flashed through Chen Daoming's seriousness: "Everyone, life is a race, if you don't run fast, you will be trampled under the feet of others!"

"I'll tell you an interesting story!" Chen Daoming took off a pen pinned to his chest and held it in his hand, "This is a space pen, fountain pen, ballpoint pen does not work in space, so scientists spent millions to invent this pen, which can write at any angle, at any temperature, in zero gravity." Once, when I was a student, the director of our institute called me and showed me this pen, and he said that it is a symbol of excellence, and I will give it to you, and when you meet a student who is as outstanding as you, you pass it on. ”

The students present all stared at the fountain pen in Chen Daoming's hand, especially their eyes were shining.

Chen Daoming continued: "For 27 years, I have been waiting for this student to appear, but I have not been able to do so. Who here wants to work hard to win this pen?"

Except for Jia Niliang, all the students present raised their hands.

Chen Daoming nodded slightly: "Okay, put your hands down!"

The students present put their hands down, but Jia Niliang raised his hands.

Chen Daoming glanced at Jia Milk Liang and said unhappily: "Do you want me to write it on the bulletin board?" I said, put your hand down!"

Jia Niliang smiled with two points, and with a little puzzlement: "I have a question." Dean, if pens don't work in space, why don't astronauts write with pencils?

The students in the audience laughed, and it was indeed the truth, so why not use a pencil?

Chen Daoming's mouth opened, his expression was a little embarrassed, and he wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only change the topic: "I'll answer you this question later." After saying that, he quickly walked out of the camera.

At the end of the performance, there was a round of applause. The students and theater members present all felt that Chen Daoming's performance was very good, and he had the momentum of a principal!

However, Zhang Ran shook his head lightly and called Chen Dao by name: "Teacher Chen, the character of Ning Bufan, first of all, he is the dean, and he must have the arrogance and majesty of the dean, you must be here to perform." Second, it's a comedy, and the characters need to have a sense of comedy, which I don't see. Third, he is a failed father, and his heart is anxious, but the anxiety you play is too strong and not restrained enough. Let's do it all over again!"

Chen Daoming was very easy-going: "I know!"

When filming resumed, Zhang Ran shouted, "Ready, start!"

In the shot, Chen Daoming raised the bird's nest in his hand......

"Stop, one more!"

"No, one more!"

"Stop, one more!"

With the remake over and over again, the expressions of the staff present were a little grim, Zhang Jingchu and the students of the 01 table were hanging, and they were NG ten times in a row, Chen Daoming seemed to be a little unhappy!

Is this Chen Daoming, as soon as he comes up, he will give him ten articles, or in front of so many people? What will he think? Will he deliberately think that he is deliberately embarrassing him? Is it deliberately giving him a dismissal? What if he strikes? In fact, these ten times are obviously very good, so there is no need to be so precise, right?

Ding Sheng couldn't help it a little, and reminded carefully: "Director, it's already ten!"

Zhang Ran was unmoved: "What about that? It's not the effect I want, and a hundred won't work!"

Ding Sheng was a little speechless, obviously you said that time was tight, and now the requirements are so high!

Zhang Ran looked up at Chen Daoming and found that his face was a little ugly, a big name like him, who dared to come up to him ten times, couldn't find a few in the country. But Zhang Ran doesn't care, you performed what I wanted, I don't care who you are;

The role of Ning Bufan is very suitable for Chen Daoming, but it's not that others can't play it, Feng Yuanyi and Wang Zhiwen can play it. Of course, Zhang Ran also believes that Chen Daoming's professionalism will not make him feel emotional because of many NGs, and at most he is a little unhappy.

Zhang Ran stood up from behind the monitor and came to Chen Daoming with a smile on his face: "Teacher Chen, I still haven't come to the performance." You still have to find out where Ning Bufan is, you are not the Ning Bufan I want!"

Chen Daoming looked very helpless, this scene was filmed ten times, he changed ten acting methods, it still didn't work, it was the first time he encountered this situation: "You also teach acting, I feel that this kind of thing is abstract, this is very difficult to act!"

It is very taboo for the director to talk about the drama with the actors, and it must be the specific action, how to go, and how to do it. Of course, there are exceptions, Wong Kar-wai is talking about feelings. Zhang Ran smiled and said, "Actually, you can live if you want to, but I still want to see joy in the characters." I also know that it feels like this kind of thing is hard to find, but it's not in a hurry, as long as I find this feeling, it will be easy to perform later!" After speaking, Zhang Ran looked at Chen Daoming and said, "Why don't we rest for a while?"

Chen Daoming sighed, shook his head and said, "No, I'm still tired from these few shots!"

Zhang Ran knew that Chen Daoming would say this, he was just talking.

The performance quickly resumed, but without saying a few lines, Zhang Ran shouted to stop again.

Then the performance, and then the shouting stop.

Ning Bufan's opening speech was filmed until it became dark, and it was still not completed.

Zhang Ran looked at the time and reluctantly announced: "That's all for today, let's sum up the plot in the evening, and strive to shoot better tomorrow." Ding Sheng, arrange for everyone to call it a day. ”

Chen Daoming walked over and asked, "Still can't pass?"

Zhang Ran nodded: "It's still not good, the joy doesn't come out, it's not Ning Bufan who I want." But there is no way, the characters must be found, otherwise there will be no way to shoot down!"

After dinner, Zhang Jingchu took Li Xinyue out shopping, Zhang Ran said that he wanted to discuss the role with Chen Daoming, and he didn't want to disturb. The two walked around outside, bought a bunch of small bits and pieces, and slowly walked back.

Chen Daoming's acting skills are already good, and it has been half a year since he got the script of "Three Fools", and the characters have long been familiar with him. Now I just don't feel right, and the discussion of roles will definitely not last long.

Zhang Jingchu and Li Xinyue had just walked to the door of Zhang Ran's room, and there was a crisp sound in the room, as if the cup had been dropped, and the two were startled. Immediately afterwards, Chen Daoming's penetrating voice sounded: "You still drop things? Falling things can only show that you have a weak heart! Who stipulates that a character in a comedy must have a sense of joy, why can't he be a normal character? Why does he have to be cowardly?"

Zhang Jingchu was stunned, and was about to reach out and push the door. Li Xinyue grabbed her, waved her hand, and signaled not to rush, listen to the situation.

Zhang Ran's angry voice rang out: "I am the director of the movie, and I hope that there is a sense of joy in the character of Ning Bufan." This sense of joy corresponds to his own tragedy, so that the whole character seems even more pathetic. Don't make excuses if you can't act like a sense of joy, don't tell me anything about life, this is a comedy, I just want to be happy!"

Chen Daoming snorted and sneered: "I can't act?" I think your director's level is really problematic, and you lack an in-depth understanding of the characters. Ning Bufan is a majestic principal, but he is also a pathetic father, such a character you actually let me play a sense of joy, this is not logical at all. How do you want me to act?"

Zhang Ran also sneered: "I think your level is really problematic, who stipulates that tragic characters can't have a sense of joy? If I knew your level, I would have let Feng Yuan be stunned, he would never be like you!"

With a snap, another teacup shattered.

Zhang Ran's smug voice sounded: "You drop things? Dropping things can only show that you are weak!" (To be continued.) )