readx;? Wang Dalun thought that playing a policeman was like a deputy director, but Zhu Wen made him wear a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He said that Deng should look elegant and dignified, so that the characters can have tension.

This is Zhu Wen's consistent style, and he seems to have a natural enmity with intellectuals, just like his father, Mr. Hu, and the old man in Kochi, who is looking for a young lady. Maybe it's because he was born into a Kochi family and is familiar with this class.

In the evening, Wang Dalun was full of wine and food, and returned to the hotel with the filial piety of the hotel owner in his pocket. Because he was wearing glasses, wearing a police uniform, and the deputy director playfully introduced him as a new colleague in the institute, the boss didn't recognize him. Isn't this about the New Year, in order to reflect the situation of the police and the people, the boss also specially sent a filial piety - two hundred yuan in an envelope. He was very embarrassed and wanted to excuse himself, but the deputy director hinted that he would accept it, and those who saw it had a share.

There is a new actor in the crew, a poet who committed suicide before Xiaomei. The reason why Zhu Wen arranged the role of a suicidal poet in the play was to pay tribute to the famous poet Haizi. Zhu Wen is seven years older than Wang Dalun, sometimes seven years is an era, compared to Wang Dalun's hazy poems that were popular in adolescence, Zhu Wen's idol of their generation is Haizi.

More than ten years ago, Haizi committed suicide by lying on the rails in Shanhaiguan, not far from Beidaihe. In this life, Wang Dalun has read Haizi's poems, and although he didn't know who Haizi was in his previous life, he also knew his famous poem - I have a house, facing the sea, and the spring flowers are blooming.

Wang Dalun met Ma Liumin for the first time, and this guy's waist-length hair is definitely the same as the long hair that Liang Jingdong kept when he played Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun was decadent because of Zhong Ping's departure, but he cut off his long hair on the Yellow River beach, came out of the shadows, and started a new life. And the poet played by Ma Liumin walked to the end of his life with long hair.

In the design of the vermilion shot, the poet commits suicide by slitting his wrists while lying in a bathtub filled with water. Because it is a restrictive shot, and I have to look for the kind of actor who has a special poetic temperament, it is very difficult to find. Zhu Wen still found this buddy through his friends who drifted north from the painter's village on the outskirts of the capital. This guy is a painter, and now he is doing the kind of performance art that is quite trendy these days, and it's the kind of all-fruit performance art.

This guy looks very down, but he has the temperament of a depressed poet. In these years, except for those who are within the system or have achieved fame, many so-called artists and poets are down.

Of course, the artist has the pride of being an artist, and he said that he came to play the poet because he valued the artistry of Zhu Wen's films, and Zhu Wen gave him a very sincere price, two days, four shots, 2,000 yuan, including food, accommodation, and round-trip expenses.

I took two shots that night, the first shot was that there was a problem with the door of Xiaomei's room, which was not easy to open, and when she called the waiter for help, a melancholy poet appeared and helped her open the door. In the second shot, Xiaomei took out sleeping pills and was about to commit suicide, but suddenly someone knocked on the door, and the poet appeared at her door, said a few words and left. There was a small accident when shooting this shot, and the recording assistant in charge of recording the simultaneous sound forgot to turn on the microphone in a hurry, and it became silent. Originally, I wanted to re-record the voice, but Zhu Wen thought it was more interesting. Because the camera was taken in the bathroom in front of the mirror, the mirror reflected to the door happened to be the poet's face, Ma Liuming moved his lips in the monitor, said two sentences, and there was no sound, Zhu Wen felt that this accidental mistake made the plot more tense.

"Director, this won't work!"

The next day, the poet was shot lying in a bathtub with water after his death, but the bathtub was full of hot water and steam. The poet was found the day after he committed suicide, and it can't be that there is water or steam, which is fake. But cold water is not good in this winter, and it must not freeze people.

I can only mix some cold water and try again, but it still doesn't work, there will always be steam.

They tossed inside, and Wang Dalun accompanied the deputy director to smoke and chat in the aisle outside. Several policemen were going to be used in this scene, so they said it in advance, and specially arranged a few lines for the deputy director, who was very excited and brought several policemen from the station to help early in the morning.

Originally, Zhu Wen was still a little worried, Ma Liumin needed to lie naked in the bathtub and pretend to be dead, can the police accept it? As a result, the deputy director and his police officers didn't say anything after reading the script, and they all thought it was normal. When I asked, I found out that they had encountered such a suicide case before, and it was still a woman, and she also committed suicide by lying naked in a bathtub full of water.

After tossing and turning in the bathroom for a long time, Ma Liumin, who was still wearing a bathrobe and preparing to shoot, was impatient and suggested simply using cold water.

"Will this work?" Zhu Wen hesitated a little, it would be troublesome if something froze out.

"It's okay, I often take cold showers. Ma Liumin patted his bony chest and said.

Although it is cold water, it is still slightly mixed with hot water, as long as it does not steam. Ma Liumin was not ambiguous, and when the bathtub was sprinkled with bright red paint, he directly took off his bathrobe and stepped in naked.

Although the temperature of the water was not cold and biting, it still gave him goosebumps, and when he got used to it a little, he took a deep breath and sat down first.

"Liumin, wet your hair too. Lao Gao, sprinkle a few more drops of blood on the edge of the bathtub. All units have paid attention, let's hurry up and strive for a pass. ”

“action！”

Wang Dalun walked in with his concubine, and Liu Yonghong's photography assistant temporarily made a cameo appearance as a criminal investigation technician, wearing a white glove and holding a camera to photograph Ma Liumin, lying in a bathtub dyed red with water, pretending to be dead.

The camera was given to Wang Dalun and the concubine at the door, Wang Dalun was holding a small bag, carrying the concubine's clothes, and asked her to see the dead man in the bathtub. The concubine opened her mouth wide, looked frightened, and wanted to scream, so she quickly covered her mouth and turned her head away, not daring to look again.

"Stop! No, no, your expression is too exaggerated. Zhu Wen sat behind the monitor and shouted with his hands raised.

"Got it, do it again. ”

Everyone knows that Ma Liumin is definitely guilty of soaking in cold water and pretending to be dead now, and they all want to finish filming quickly. The concubine pursed her lips, and she also wanted to hurry.

When she looked into the bathroom, her eyes widened and she covered her mouth......

"Stop, it's still too exaggerated, why do you keep covering your mouth?

"Stop! Why don't you react at all, you have to react a little!"

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

Liu Yonghong just got off the camera on his shoulder, silently changing the film, which is almost ten, and it hasn't happened yet.

It's a reaction to seeing the dead people in the bathroom, Zhu Wen's request is that Xiaomei is a person who wants to die, she shouldn't be afraid of death, but suddenly seeing the poet who was talking to her last night dead, she has to have a somewhat normal reaction. In fact, it was a very simple scene, but the concubine was stuck there, and her reaction was either too exaggerated, or too bland, or not at the point where Zhu Wen wanted.

"Gotta get it, rest for ten minutes!" Zhu Wen finally couldn't take it anymore, stood up from behind the monitor, and waved his hand irritably.

"Hurry, Xiao Mao, come and help. ”

Wang Dalun has been paying attention to Ma Liumin, who is naked in the water, when he is filming, this guy is dedicated, lying there and pretending to be a dead man all the time, but after a long time, his lips have begun to turn purple.

As soon as Zhu Wen shouted to stop, he hurriedly rushed in and helped Ma Liumin, who was almost unable to stand up, to help him up. Drama manager Xiao Mao hurriedly took a towel to help him with his body.

When he came out of the bathtub, he was wrapped in a thick military coat, and Ma Liumin was still trembling.

"Is there any wine?" Wang Dalun helped Ma Liumin to see that the hotel owner was also watching the excitement, and hurriedly said: "Boss, get a bottle of liquor." ”

"Right away!"

The boss answered and hurried downstairs, and soon came up with a glass containing a tawny liquid.

"Brother, hurry up and take a sip to warm up your body, this is my own medicinal wine, ginseng and deer antler, a great supplement!"

Ma Liumin, who was still shivering, didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, took a big sip and took a big sip, spewing out a strong smell of wine, and finally eased up a little.

"Liumin, I'm sorry!" Zhu Wen, who was talking to the concubine, came over and said hello apologetically.

Ma Liumin grinned reluctantly and said, "It's okay, director, it's over after a while." As he spoke, he didn't forget to thank the boss who brought the wine, "Thank you, boss." ”

"It's okay, it's okay!" the boss smiled and gave him a thumbs up. He had been watching the excitement from the side just now, on such a cold day, lying naked in cold water alone for so long, he really admired Ma Liumin's professionalism.

"Xiaomei was originally going to be the one who wanted to die, and she was doing that, and her psychological tolerance was much stronger than that of ordinary girls, but when she saw a dead person, especially someone she knew, she still had to have a normal reaction. You can't exaggerate too much, and you can't be indifferent. Do you know what your biggest problem was just now? It's too superficial and not careful! Think about it yourself, and we'll rehearse it later, and then shoot it. ”

Zhu Wen turned around and chattered with the concubine again, but the concubine lowered her head and said nothing, she couldn't see her face clearly, and it was estimated that her face would not look good.

"Almost. After a while, the concubine raised her head and saw that her expression was still relatively calm.

"That's okay, Da Lun, a few comrades, let's go through it first. Hey, Liumin, you don't have to rush first, you can go down when the actual shooting will be done later. ”

The deputy director and a few of his subordinates sat in the room scattered and pretended to discuss the case, they were originally professional, very natural, and very similar to that.

Wang Dalun pulled the concubine into the door, asked her to look at the dead man in the bathtub, and asked her if she knew it, the concubine said she didn't know, turned around and left with a false face, Wang Dalun followed and walked out, and this scene was over.

The effect of the row is not satisfactory, but the performance of the concubine is still up to standard, and the real shooting began.

Drama manager Xiao Mao and artist Lao Gao cleaned up the bathroom again, Ma Liumin took another sip of medicinal wine, and lay down in the cold water to pretend to be dead. The deputy director took his subordinates step by step, the concubine followed Wang Dalun into the room, the photography assistant took pictures in the bathroom, and when he came out, Wang Dalun took the concubine and asked her to take a good look at the dead man lying in the bathtub......

"Stop! No, no, it's still an old problem, you just have to play the effect of the rehearsal just now. "Vermilion has put the requirements to a minimum.

"Stop!"

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The people at the scene were about to go crazy, and even Wang Dalun, who had always been good-tempered, couldn't help it, because he saw Ma Liumin soaked in the water and couldn't hold on anymore.

Sitting behind the monitor, Vermilion puffed out his cheeks, and he was on the verge of exploding. He is the director, and it was his girlfriend who made the mistake, and while he was angry that his girlfriend didn't help him fight, the more than 1,000 yuan of film was about to be used up to five or six copies, not to mention that the film consumption ratio should be controlled at one to three, and now it is almost one to thirty.

"Stop!"

The concubine also seemed to be panicked, the twenty-second didn't need to stop with Zhu Wen, she knew it and didn't pass the test, so she took the initiative to shout stop in front of Zhu Wen!

"Smack!" Hearing a loud noise, Zhu Wenhuo stood up, slammed the notebook in his hand on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Concubine, what's the matter with you? So many people are playing with you! Can you still act? Can't you act, get out of here as soon as possible!"

Zhu Wen was angry, everyone else was shocked, and the concubine was also stunned, and looked at her angry boyfriend in disbelief.

Although it was not long when it was turned on, Wang Dalun and Liu Yonghong, including lighting and art, were all friends of Zhu Wen, they all knew that their relationship was very good, and the age difference between the two was nearly ten years old.

The atmosphere of the scene suddenly became more subtle, everyone persuaded them, they didn't persuade them, and the deputy director of the room sat in the room, just over and over again, their original curiosity had long been exhausted, and they began to become impatient, but seeing Zhu Wen going crazy, they were also startled, and they just sat and watched, which was very embarrassing.

The concubine looked at Zhu Wen, the expression on her face was incredible, or she couldn't believe that her boyfriend would yell at her in front of everyone, her eyes were red, but she immediately took a deep breath and turned her face away.

"Bang" There was a sound of water, and Ma Liumin, whose lips were purple from the cold, sat up and asked, "Are you still shooting?"

Wang Dalun was paying attention to the expression of the concubine, and when he heard Ma Liumin's voice, he hurriedly said: "Brother Ma, you bear with it first, hey, Xiaomao, bring the wine and give Brother Ma another drink." ”

As he spoke, he said to Zhu Wen again: "Director, let's do it again." ”

Zhu Wen looked at him, shook his arm, suppressed his anger, and said, "Do it again." ”

Call!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the originally embarrassing atmosphere finally came alive.

Ma Liumin drank wine, slowed down a little, and lay down in the water again, his head drooping on the edge of the bathtub and pretending to be dead.

When the fluctuating water in the bathtub calmed down, Liu Yonghong carried the camera and gave a thumbs up.

"Photography OK!"

"The recording is ready. ”

“action！”

Wang Dalun and Concubine Zi entered the door, and the photography assistant who had finished taking the photo withdrew from the bathroom, and Wang Dalun pulled the sleeve of Concubine Zi and asked her to come over. I saw Ma Liumin lying in the bathtub in the bathroom, her eyes widened, her body suddenly tightened, and she leaned back, but she immediately stood still, trying her best to suppress the shocked expression on her face.

Wang Dalun took a step back slightly, looked at her, and asked, "Do you recognize this person?"

Yanzi looked at Ma Liumin in the bathtub and shook her head slowly.

Wang Dalun examined the expression on her face and continued to ask, "There are only two of you living on this floor, maybe you have said hello and spoke?"

The concubine shook her head vigorously, sniffled, quickly turned around and walked out of the door, her steps staggered a little, Wang Dalun saw that she was frightened, helped her, and followed her out.

"Over!"

Zhu Wen finally shouted, feeling very tired, his body was loose and leaned back in the chair, the expression on his face was still satisfied, the performance of the concubine just now was exactly what he wanted, much better than the previous rehearsal.

Ma Liumin hurriedly came out of the bathtub, dried his body, wrapped himself in a military coat, and ran out to pour the little wine left in the cup. The small half-catty of medicinal wine that the boss took was gone after a few sips.

His play is not over yet, and there is a scene of being carried out by the police at the end.

"Liumin, hard work, I'm sorry to let you suffer for so long. Zhu Wen came over to greet him again.

"It's okay, director!" Ma Liumin was quite open-minded, and he asked again: "Director, do you want to go in later?"

"Oh, no, just ask the police officer to carry you out of the door. Zhu Wendao.

Then he said to the deputy director in the room and apologized: "Everyone, I have worked hard to delay you for so long. ”

"It's okay, it's okay. The deputy director smiled, raised his wrist to look at the time, and urged: "Director, can the next scene start? ”

"Okay, let's get started. Do you know all the words?"

The next scene has a scene specially added for the deputy director. The deputy director smiled: "I'll tell you the truth, I was a little nervous at first, but I saw you guys filming for so long just now, I'm used to it, it's okay!"

"Okay, let's get started. ”

With her hands in her pockets, she stood in front of the window of the hotel hallway, looking at the sea in the distance, and she kept snorting and sucking in the snot that was about to come out. The person she had seen and spoken to yesterday was gone, and she didn't know if she was sad or scared, maybe she would be like him tomorrow.

Wang Dalun slowly paced two steps beside her, took out a cigarette, lit one, looked at the concubine, and was about to speak, when the deputy director hurriedly walked over with a stack of papers.

Deng's identity was not explained in the script, but he wore a police rank one level higher than the deputy director, and the cameo role of the deputy director reported to him.

Before the start of filming, Zhu Wen took care of the deputy director and told him not to care about the camera and talk as usual.

The deputy director was quite calm, walked over and handed over the materials to Wang Dalun's hands, and said with a look of bad things again: "Look at it, this person is a poet." ”

Wang Dalun took the cigarette in his mouth and flipped it over. The deputy director complained on the side: "Damn, there are several people who come here every year to kill themselves." If you want to die, it's over if you die, he's dead, it's easy, but the rest is our business......"

Just like when the two of them drove together on patrol two days ago, the deputy director complained to him about the bad things. Wang Dalun took a cigarette in his mouth, smiled understandingly, handed him a cigarette, and helped light it.

The concubine next to him was still looking out the window, listening to the complaints of the police next to him about suicide, in the room next to him, two policemen raised their heads one by one, lifted the naked Ma Liumin out of the room, and slowly walked forward along the aisle, the camera followed them and slowly pulled away, the deputy director was still complaining, but the figures of him and Wang Dalun and the concubine slowly became blurred......

I can't help myself, I'm riddled with trivial things, and I didn't change it yesterday, I'm sorry, I owe it this month, and I will slowly make up for it in the next few days