"Da Lun, good!" After being excited, Li Yang gave Wang Dalun a thumbs up and gave a thumbs up!

In contrast, Wang Dalun was quite indifferent, and he was even surprised by Li Yang's reaction. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info is not very difficult for him to play this role, in fact, peel off the coats of Song Jinming and Tang Chaoyang's murderers, they are ordinary migrant workers, every time they succeed in committing a crime, the first thing they do is to send money home, they have always had inexplicable envy and awe of the people in the city.

There is a scene in the script where two people wander on the street, block someone's car, and are scolded by the driver of the car, they just silently flash to the side of the road and shrink their heads lower.

These are almost exactly the same as his previous life, and he dreams of buying a house in the city and making a home, so that his children can become city dwellers in the future.

So when he saw the script for the first time, he was very surprised, until Li Yang told him that the original author of the script, Mr. Liu Qingbang, was also a farmer earlier, and he had also dug coal in a small coal kiln, and he was relieved. That's right, only by experiencing it yourself can you write such a detailed plot. It's like why Mo Yan was able to write "Red Sorghum" because he grew up on the land of red sorghum.

"Everyone, prepare, prepare for the next one." Li Yang shouted loudly.

At this time, it was approaching noon, and it was the time when the most people were in the railway station square, and the crew had made careful preparations before, and they had to hurry up to finish the shot.

The filming location was shifted to a small restaurant next to the station square, the owner was still soliciting business with ramen at the door, and the proprietress was replaced by a make-up artist for the make-up crew of the temporary cameo, the little girl who was hired from the local art school as a guest waitress. Eye-catching advertisements are hung on the walls of the restaurant, selling authentic mutton noodles, health mutton soup, roast cakes and a variety of side dishes.

Wang Dalun and Wang Shuangbao sat at the table facing the square at the door, Wang Shuangbao took out half a pack of crumpled locally produced cheap cigarettes from his pocket, and handed one to Wang Dalun.

Wang Dalun lit it, took a sip, and suddenly felt a smell of inferior tobacco rushing to his throat, choking him with a cough.

"Ahem, ahem...... I said, Brother Bao, you really smoke this kind of cigarette! ”

In order to conform to their status as migrant workers, their cigarettes are the cheapest cigarettes produced locally, and Wang Dalun has long been accustomed to it, so he easily replaced the cigarettes in them with the three or five that he is used to smoking. This is the same as filming a period drama, the kind of cigarette smoked by the protagonist in the play without a filter is often the China with the filter pinched.

He didn't expect Wang Shuangbao to be original, and he smoked it quite beautifully!

"Yo, don't mean it, I forgot about it." Wang Shuangbao hurriedly greeted.

"It's okay, it's okay, I really can't get used to this."

Wang Dalun sighed, it is really easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift. He had smoked all the worst cigarettes in his previous life, and now he can't even stand the smoke from the burning of this inferior tobacco in his throat.

"Pump mine." Wang Dalun took out the cigarette case of the same brand and took out the three or five inside.

Wang Shuangbao saw the three "5" words printed on the cigarette, waved his hand and said: "Thank you, this is too fierce, I am still used to national smoke." ”

As he spoke, he patted the cigarette case on the table, and smiled a little shyly: "I'm an old smoking gun, so I'm not too particular." I used to smoke it as well as this. ”

Brother Bao's simplicity made him very embarrassed, so he had to laugh dryly. Fortunately, at this time, Li Yang poked his head out of the door and shouted, "Da Lun, Brother Bao, are you ready?" ”

"That's it!"

"Okay, all units ready, action!"

With the scene notes, Wang Shuangbao lay on the table with his hands in his hands, arched his back, his neck shrunk inward, held a cigarette in his hand, lowered his head and took a puff, and the whole person instantly became a peasant and a peasant.

Wang Dalun leaned on the table with one hand, spread his two long legs, leaned sideways, and shouted to the waiter inside: "Hey, chick, order!" ”

The art school student who was a guest waiter wore rustic blue overalls, hung a white lunch list, walked over with a small book and pen for ordering, spoke in the local dialect, and said, "Two, what do you want?" ”

"Two bowls of noodles, four taels of wine!"

"Two bowls of noodles, four taels of wine......" the art school student recounted in the local dialect while writing it down on a piece of paper.

Wang Shuangbao saw that this little girl looked good, straightened up slightly, and looked up and down restlessly with his eyes.

"What's unique about you?" Wang Dalun asked.

"Healthy mutton soup, hot pot mutton belly." The art school student pointed to the sign on the wall.

The two turned their heads to look at the wall, and Wang Dalun said to Wang Shuangbao: "Let's have a bowl of mutton soup?" ”

"Medium!"

As he spoke, Wang Shuangbao turned his eyes back, looked at the little girl, and asked, "Do you have any health pheasant soup here?" ”?

Wang Dalun heard that Wang Shuangbao was bubbling with bad soup in his stomach, and he also stared at the little girl's lips to see how she answered. The little girl has a thin waist and a thin neck, and it seems that she is a yellow-haired girl who has just been hired from the countryside, and she has not opened her crotch yet, and she has not yet gone through a big battle.

It is this kind of raw blank that makes it interesting to use. Once a woman has soft meat, it is no longer the taste of firewood chicken, but the taste of broiler chicken that grows with chemical feed. The little girl's beautiful lips moved, and she said that she didn't know if there was any pheasant soup.

"You have healthy mutton soup in your restaurant, isn't there no healthy pheasant soup? The cost of pheasant soup is not high, and it is much faster than selling mutton soup. Wang Shuangbao said obscenely.?

The little girl said that she went to ask the proprietress and turned to go inside.

Wang Dalun kicked Wang Shuangbao's leg pole under the table: "Fuck you, don't think about good things." If you want to get things done, I'm afraid you won't be able to say five hundred yuan. ”

Wang Shuangbao smiled in a daze: "I'll do it for a thousand yuan!" ”?

The proprietress who made a cameo appearance as a makeup artist came out of the back room, and the makeup artist was a young woman in her thirties. The young woman had a lot of soft flesh in front of and behind her, which was much inferior to that of the little girl.

The makeup artist looked like an old driver and smiled: "The two big brothers are really joking, you have drunk enough mutton soup, and you are still worried that you can't drink pheasant soup!" ”

As he spoke, he put his lips with bright red lipstick on the side of the shampoo and foot soaking house, saying that there was one in it, and he drank it for as long as he wanted, and no one cared about drinking it mouth-to-mouth.?

Wang Shuangbao saw that the makeup artist was not a good person, so he looked scornful, and no longer mentioned the matter of pheasant soup, and added another haggis.

The two of them noticed in the direction of the proprietress Zuinu, on the left side of the small restaurant was a picture room hung with black lacquer curtains, a man and a woman blocked the door to sell tickets and collect money, and put four yuan into one, and the time was not limited. A black stereo speaker stands at the door, which is used to synchronize the sound from the videotape as a solicitation. Most of the voices that came out of the speakers were women's voices, and they seemed to be blocked by something, and their pronunciation was not clear at all.

On the right is the façade of a cottage with a beauty salon and shampoo and foot soak, and two lines of red letters are written on the large glass window of the façade: "Low price consumption, service in place." "They have all entered such a hut, don't look at the door of the hut is not big, but the world inside is very deep, often have to turn around, enter the side door, and the left road, sometimes have to go upstairs and downstairs, and wait for the single room, the lady turns out, one-to-one washing and soaking can be carried out. Of course, they wash the second head and soak the third foot.

The wine and haggis came up first, probably because the proprietress told the little girl, and the little girl didn't have a good face when she brought the wine and food to the table, so she turned around and left as soon as she put it on the table.

Wang Shuangbao turned his head to stare at the little girl's buttocks, looking reluctant.

Wang Dalun picked up the cup and took a sip of wine, which was actually boiled water, and glanced at the eye-catching advertisement on the sign, and complained: "Stew mutton, just stew mutton, and it's also healthy mutton soup!" ”

Wang Shuangbao turned his head, took a puff of cigarette, and said, "Lie to you, now everything is fake except for the child's mother." ”

Wang Dalun retorted: "Children are not necessarily real. ”

At this time, the TV next to it was playing the news of the trial of the Yuanhua smuggling case. Wang Dalun's eyes were attracted, and when he heard the hostess on TV introduce the amount of embezzlement by a corrupt official, he was immediately surprised: "Yes, obedient!" This product is greedy for millions! ”

Wang Shuangbao's seat was facing the TV, he took a sip of the cigarette butt that was about to burn to the filter and was reluctant to throw it away, pointed to the corrupt official in the TV and said: "He didn't lose at all when he collapsed, this is the same as the branch secretary of my village!" If these millions were given to me, I would also open a kiln. ”

"They're poking you to death." Wang Dalun said with a smile.

Wang Shuangbao took a sip of wine, and said quite conceitedly: "They are far from this matter in the mine!" ”

Although the two of them were drinking wine and chatting idly, their minds were not on the wine or the news of the trial of corrupt officials on television, but on the two-legged animals in the station square, and their four eyes kept looking through the open door......

"Click!" Li Yang shouted, this time he didn't shout right away, he looked back again in the monitor, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with the makeup artist and the art school student who made the cameo waitress, he decisively shouted: "Pass!" ”

As for the performances of the two protagonists, they have long exceeded Li Yang's expectations. If you insist on saying that Wang Shuangbao's performance still has a little trace of performance, Wang Dalun is definitely natural.

Wang Dalun in the monitor was sitting there, drinking, smoking, chatting, and his eyes swept out from time to time.

As the saying goes: if you are not afraid of not knowing the goods, you are afraid of comparing goods. In the filming a few days ago, Li Yang felt that Wang Shuangbao's performance was perfect, but now Wang Dalun is obviously half a chip. Sure enough, it was a price and a product, and at this time he even had the idea of adding drama to Wang Dalun.

Although Wang Dalun has the title of male number one, in fact, he has similar roles with Wang Shuangbao and Wang Baoqiang, and they are all protagonists. But the salary of the three of them is 500,000: 50,000: 2,000, which is completely disproportionate, if he doesn't add drama, even Li Yang feels panicked!

At the same time, Li Yang did not forget to teach Wang Baoqiang, who was sitting behind him and was asked by him to observe and study on the spot, pointed to the picture of Wang Dalun sitting with his legs crossed and diagonally on the monitor, and said: "See, what is a performance?" It's called a show! Baoqiang, do you know why I chose you in the first place? ”

"Why?" Wang Baoqiang asked subconsciously.

This stupid boy was still immersed in shock at this time, before he wanted to say that Wang Shuangbao played the elephant migrant worker, in his eyes after all, he was an "old artist", and he was already dirty and ugly. But Wang Dalun is different, you didn't see the fashion he wore when he came here yesterday, and the powerful aura exuded from his body was the kind he didn't dare to look at directly. Why do they still need migrant workers to become migrant workers in a blink of an eye, just like the father of the second dog in their hometown, every time he goes out to work, he looks like this.

It turns out that this is the show! This is the actor! Wang Baoqiang was faintly excited.

"I chose you because of your naturalness and authenticity. I don't want you to play, I don't want you to imitate, I don't want you to be deliberate, because you are Feng Ming, how you were originally, and now you are like this, do you understand? Hey, I'm talking to you! ”

Li Yang was originally tirelessly teaching Wang Baoqiang, but after talking for a long time, he saw him sitting there smirking, and couldn't help but push him angrily.

"Hey, did you understand what I just told you?"

"Director, what did you just say?"

“……”

Li Yang even had a kind at this time: How did I find such a product to play Yuan Fengming! of chagrin.

There was no way, he had to tell him again, and finally emphasized: "I don't want you to deliberately play 'Fengming', you will be the same as you are looking for a job in the capital, just go around over there, you are not acting, you are you!" Just like the first two days, you just have to catch how you felt the first two days, you know? ”

This stupid boy finally understood this time, and nodded again and again: "I know the director." ”

……

In the small restaurant, photographer Liu Yonghong and planner and photography assistant Hua Qing were adjusting the camera position, and Wang Dalun and Wang Shuangbao sat in their original seats and whispered words.

On the square, assistant director Bao Zhenjiang was busy talking to the extras, as well as recording, makeup, and costumes. After more than a week of running-in, this grass platform team is gradually becoming regular.

Looking at all this, Li Yang felt quite relieved and even proud, feeling that he was completing a big thing, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"Photography, OK!"

"Light, alright!"

"Recording, no problem!"

“……”

As the crew members finished their preparations, Li Yang shouted angrily: "Okay! Action！ ”