Therefore, under the condition that we can't disturb the people too much, we need to seize all the time available to complete this short film shooting plan, which has not much time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Naturally, Qin Guan was arrested as soon as he arrived at the recording site.

The off-site assistant director, who was responsible for the regulation of the group performance and other key personnel, rubbed his hands with a smile at this time and came to Qin Guan's side.

"Qin Guan, how is it? You're not tired when you just returned home, right? You're going to have to wait a little longer, if you have time to talk to these actors first? ”

He doesn't look like Director Zhang, he dares to shout in front of this unfamiliar double actor, although this young man named Qin Guan has no works that can be done in China, but he can't stand up to two layers of gold paint on his body, right?

There are too few people who can get the actor abroad, and those who get it, which one of them is not praised in the domestic film industry?

Although this young man named Qin Guan has not been smelted by the domestic gold test furnace, no one can say that he is not a golden doll in the eyes of investors, right?

Naturally, his attitude was very kind, and even a little cautious.

And Qin Guan, who was not a difficult person to serve, agreed in one bite, and each of these people around him was a pivotal figure in various industries.

It's a pity that I didn't bring Cong Nianwei over, this is not the director of the sculpture department of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and Shi Shiran was also brought in as a strong man.

At the beginning of the Chinese seal, the first engraving shot will come from this old man's subordinates.

So, Qin Guan's team worked together, and Xue Wanyi on the side helped Qin Guan pull those group dancers, and reflected the basic positions and shots of some film shooting to give them a collective lesson.

And the main actors who are the main actors of several scenes in a large part of it will be explained by Qin Guan.

"Old man Qian, you are a close-up shot of a seated position, you don't need to learn how to move, you just don't forget to raise your head properly when carving."

"Allow the assisting photographer to be able to capture your side face. And when engraving, you don't have to worry about the upward shot under the glass plate, this is continuously recorded automatically..."

"Alas, dancers are simpler, Lin Juanjuan, did you see the fork on the white floor? That's where you dance. ”

"As long as you don't deviate from about 20 centimeters, you can do as much as you want..."

With Qin Guan's explanation, the eyes of the two or three people around him were shining, don't look at them all as leaders in the industry, but when it comes to making movies, Qin Guan is one of them.

Zhang Yimou, who was sitting on the side debugging the camera, had a few more folds on his thin face when he smiled, he never found out that this Qin Guan is still quite a good teacher?

"Alright, cast members, are you ready? We can observe it while others are shooting. ”

"Don't be nervous, everyone's shots won't be too long, they are all your best skills in their respective fields, just listen to my command!"

When the people on the sidelines heard the command, they all nodded in unison, but Zhang Yimou, who seemed to remember something, took the lead in ordering Qin Guan's general.

"Forget it, it's better for you kid to go first, give them a reassurance!"

"Huh? Alas! ”

is not hypocritical, Qin Guan rolled up his sleeves with three times and five divided by two.

If you don't roll up your sleeves, you can't do it, and the costume team changed for him is too immortal.

A light linen shirt with a pair of draped linen and blue trousers of the same color, with wide legs, hanging down from a bit of black and gray traditional cloth shoes.

The eight folds of hand soles of the inline rise are comfortable.

And when Qin Guan was wearing this, Shi Shiran walked towards the spacious venue, but he couldn't help but sneeze!

..... frozen.

Part of it is because of the beauty and thinness of the clothes, and on the other hand, it is the place chosen for this documentary and its outfit.

The road is paved with green bamboo, yellow bamboo as the skeleton, the roof built by bamboo, the curtain made of green bamboo, and a shooting scene made of the most elegant plants in the world by the lake shrouded in white mist, which is not used to live at all.

On the autumn lake, the silver waves are slight, and some cold air is rising, mixed with the wind of the capital, just like this in this bamboo house that leaks on all sides, playing a small whirl.

Qin Guan stubbornly sat down in the designated position for his own shooting, it was the center of the lobby of this bamboo house, facing the green mountains and the half-blue lake, and in front of him was a bamboo road that winded without a gate, directly connected to the dock also built for bamboo.

I don't know how the ancients could endure being vassalage and elegant in such an environment, anyway, Qin Guan finally understood why those talented people died young

… It's still freezing.

Zhang Yimou on the sidelines did not have the slightest compassion, but the onlookers outside the stadium did not know the difficulties at all, but were intoxicated by this scene.

Ben was engaged in art-related work, so he naturally found that Qin Guan had already entered the painting and gathered his spirit.

"The actor prepares... Bamboo slip inheritance single-act shooting... 3, 2, start. ”

With Director Zhang Yimou's order behind the camera, Qin Guan naturally entered the script of this documentary, a simple self-figurative script.

He sat cross-legged on top of the bamboo, and in front of him was a slightly reddish Chinese-style case, on which were scattered a tube of open bamboo slips.

Qin Guan's back sat straight, and his neck was also quite vigorous, making this actor seem to have traveled through thousands of years of time and space and confronted the ancients.

His green clothes are sassy, drifting silently with the wind, and when his arms are raised, they carry the elegance of Chinese history.

A wolf's hair, half a pot of ink, a light drop of pen......

The tip of the pen, which was full of thick ink, danced in Qin Guan's flexible wrist like this, leaving the mark of time on the blank bamboo slip in his other hand.

A handful of small letters, in the oldest way of writing, left a unique charm of words.

The camera changes, and it is no longer just a half-covered photograph of Qin Guan's faceless back, nor is it a looming photograph of the delicate and nihilistic handwriting.

It's not a flashing chin and side face that wants to catch a glimpse of the real face, but a sturdy frontal full-shot frontal shot.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world...

This poem, which was originally written by an unknown woman, but was adapted by talented Chinese to describe the beauty of men, is suitable for Qin Guan at this time.

As a representative of the Central Academy of Fine Arts, a painter, calligrapher and sculptor in China around the 1930s, Mr. Qian was already shaking his beard outside the venue as if he had been electrocuted. (To be continued.) )