Sister Green is a ruthless character, no matter in or out of the play.

You never know when she'll tear off her clothes to reveal two white, soft, or what's going on in her head. Sister Green's acting skills are always ignored, and she only won one Best Newcomer Award in the seven years since her debut, but it is undeniable that she is a very powerful weird girl.

The actor's personal temperament is too strong, which is not a good thing, no matter what kind of background or what kind of role, the first thing the audience sees is always yourself.

Just like at this moment, she was wearing a light blue sweater, and the snow-white shirt collar and hem slipped out of the sweater, and the freshness was incomparably fresh. Even so, the little black girl was still frightened, especially when she heard that she was about to spit in the face.

"Sorry, I, I can't do this......"

The little girl was far less arrogant than the one she had just killed Matt, and said softly, "I mean, uh, it's rude." ”

"Oh dear, don't worry, it's my own request."

Eva patted the other party on the shoulder and said with a smile: "And you have to be clear, the performance really has nothing to do with reality, take it easy, just come here." ”

"But, but ......"

The child was coaxed and deceived by her, and his head was a little cloudy, but he still asked, "Won't you really kill me?" ”

"Hah!"

The whole audience was sprayed. Eva rolled her eyes, which were twice as big as ordinary people, and opened her hand to Kaye, meaning, I don't care, I'll leave it to you.

Kaye was very good at ideological work, and quickly got the other party done, so he continued to shoot. The camera was still in front of Sister Green, and the little girl stood next to the machine, looking nervous.

“3，2，1，ACTION！”

As soon as the words fell, the child brewed a large mouthful of saliva for five seconds, and spat it out.

"Hmm......"

Eva deliberately remained lax, because a prepared nerve response is not the same as an unprepared nerve response. I saw her eyes blink quickly, and her facial muscles twitched slightly, surprised, at a loss, and with a hidden sadness.

"Click! GOOD！ ”

Kaye nodded repeatedly, Eva fully met her requirements, and what she wanted was this half-realistic, half-acting pseudo-documentary style.

“Sorry！ Are you alright? ”

The little girl cried and handed over the tissue in a hurry.

"It's okay, you're amazing!"

Sister Green wiped it a few times, but it still felt sticky, so she simply ran to the bathroom and washed it. After washing, he found that he had not dried the things and was asking for help, but Chu Qing appeared at the door and threw a brand new towel.

“Quoi？”

Sister Green was so surprised that she even came out with her hometown dialect.

"Always ready for filming." He answered.

“……”

She opened her mouth to indicate that the lifestyle of Chinese men is very virtuous. In fact, the two of them still get along too little, he even brought soy sauce, and the towel is a god?

Speaking of the scene just now, Chu Qing mainly observed.

It was the first time he had worked with Tony Kayer, and he was not familiar with the other party's image style and shooting rhythm, and now he has a bit of an eyebrow. In the same documentary format, American directors and Chinese directors have completely different approaches.

For example, Jia Zhangke likes to use medium and long shots, long shots, and noisy and real voiceovers.

Kaye, on the contrary, almost abandons the mid-range shot, only half-length of the camera, and likes to stare at the actor's face. His standards for silence are almost harsh, both indoor and outdoor, except for dialogue, must be noiseless.

Even, he once chatted with Chu Qing and would shoot some interview-style scenes. It's the actor sitting in front of the machine and doing an inner monologue like an interview.

Every director has his own tricks, third-rate actors rely on training, second-rate actors rely on adaptation, and first-class actors can in turn dominate the image.

……

The actor's original name was Henry Barthes, which was not suitable for Chinese Americans, so he became Henry Chen.

In the original version, the clue given by the director is very obvious: his grandfather sexually assaulted his daughter, that is, his mother. Now, these traces are hidden in the dark line, only a vague indication that the mother is living in extreme pain, and this pain comes from the grandfather.

According to Freud's theory, childhood trauma produces self-protection mechanisms, which are usually suppressed in the subconscious area, but at a certain moment in life, they will suddenly erupt, making people feel painful and uncontrollable.

This point is the basis for Chu Qing to figure out the role.

Along this vein, and further inch, Henry did not become paranoid and cynical, but found solace in literature, and turned it into love and respect for his students.

This morning, it was all Eva Green's scenes, but in the afternoon, it was Chu Qing's first highlight.

Sister Green disappeared inexplicably, not on the set, but Kaye's daughter Betty arrived on time. She was three years older than Sammy, with a thick body, curly hair, and a shy personality, so she sat quietly and chatted with Sammy once in a while.

While Kaye was busy, he peeked and blamed himself in his heart: his daughter is exactly the same as the character in the film, she has lacked love and encouragement since she was a child, and she is a child with low self-esteem.

After a while, the crew was ready, and about 20 young actors sat in the classroom.

"Photography OK!"

"Radio OK!"

“ACTION！”

I saw Chu Qing push open the door, like a bamboo pole with an uncoordinated body, gently shaking and walking into the classroom. He put his leather bag on the foot of the lectern and said, "Good morning, you all know that this is a 11th grade elementary English class, right?" ”

"I don't know!"

"I don't know!"

There are students raising the bar.

He ignored it at all and said, "Listen, I only have one request, if you don't want to sit here, then please leave." ”

"Hey, buddy, what do you mean?" A curly-haired little handsome guy asked.

"It's not buddy, it's Mr. Chen." He corrected.

"Ha, you stupid!" The other party slapped the table and mocked.

Betty sat diagonally behind him and suddenly said, "Shut up, Marcus!" ”

"Lose weight, you fat woman!"

The little handsome guy turned around and stuck out his tongue as if he was cute, which made his classmates laugh. Betty was hit in the dead and immediately bowed her head and remained silent.

“……”

Chu Qing's expression changed suddenly, just so direct and crisp, without the slightest tactfulness.

He has all the qualities of a good teacher, but he prefers to be a substitute teacher, wandering from school to school, rather than being deeply acquainted with people and showing his true feelings.

But he also has a bottom line, like this conscious, habitual, spiritual insult to others, is the biggest spiritual dirtiness.

"Marcus!"

He took a few steps forward, his hands on his waist, his suit parted left and right, the white shirt inside was clean and pure, and said, "You can go!" ”

"Ha ......"

The little handsome guy met his gaze, and his whole body froze,

The meaning contained in this look has crushed his own experience and thinking. But the most amazing thing is that the pressure released by the other party is just within the limit of his own tolerance, and he can desperately say the line: "Now? ”

"Yes, let's go now."

"Wow, you're so cool!"

The classmates at the next table were envious, and the handsome little guy got up and said in a victorious attitude: "Goodbye, brother!" ”

Then, Chu Qing sent him out of the classroom, closed the door again, and said, "OK, each of you took out a piece of paper, I want to know about your writing ability." ”

"What if I don't have paper?"

As soon as one was sent away, a black guy wrapped in a turban suddenly shouted.

"The scenario is like this, you are dead, and you write a detailed essay ......"

"Stupid, I'm asking you!"

"Write about what your friends or parents will say at your funeral, with a 30-minute time limit......"

“FU*CK！”

The little black brother strode forward and glared at the other party: "Didn't you hear me?" ”

As he spoke, he picked up the bag and slammed it against the door.

"Heh......"

Chu Qing smiled, not like Fang Cai's attitude, but with some pity and helplessness, and asked, "Are there any other tricks?" ”

"Don't mess with me, beware of me ruining you!" The black brother raised his voice, but his momentum was obviously insufficient.

"This bag, it doesn't feel anything, it's empty."

He staggered over, bent down to pick up the purse, and said, "Me too, so I won't be hurt by you, understand?" I understand your anger, I used to be angry too, but there's no reason for you to be angry at me because ......"

He returned to the podium, stared straight into the other man's eyes, and said, "I am one of the very few people who is willing to give you a chance. ”

“……”

The black brother was listening very seriously, and the person in front of him was like a super-super-large magnet, firmly controlling the audience in his own rhythm. So much so that he was not acting, but he really understood these words:

I will not treat you as a child, nor will I treat you as an object of redemption. Your anger, your despair, your joy, your crying, it's all your freedom. All I can do is give you this freedom.

"Huh!"

A neat sound broke the silence, Chu Qing tore off a page of white paper and handed it over casually: "Now please go back to your seat and write as hard as you can, okay?" ”

The black brother looked at the white paper, then at him, his thick lips looked very ridiculous, and scolded:

"Why don't you give a pen again?"

(I've been looking at houses lately, and I'm sad to see it................................................ (To be continued.) )