"The key is that you haven't looked at it less, forget it, let's not worry about Mrs. Niu, after all, I have a heavy responsibility, even if I don't have buzzing eyeliner, I can't stand the encirclement and suppression of these little girls."

Yan Qing thought about it and turned his head to communicate with the crew, and he let Fei Jingyu take the little girls to watch the two rough cuts and playbacks.

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Replay Clip 1:

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Through the hazy bamboo branches and green leaves of the night, the picture reflects a wild shop full of lights and shadows, the camera slowly pushes from the panorama to the close-up, faintly, leisurely diffuse the sound of a piece of bamboo, the perspective follows the sound, falling on the curtain at the door fluttering with the evening breeze.

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"Canghai Laugh~"

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Before I saw anyone, I heard the sound first, it was simple with three words, but the song was full of sweetness.

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Lens everything

The volley glimpsed into the room

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"The tide on both sides of the strait / ups and downs with the waves~/Remember the present day~』

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The sweet singing is around the beams, the silk and bamboo orchestra is masterpiece, and the sheng taro qin resonates.

Fei Jingyu's back entered the painting, and the camera swept from top to bottom one by one over the eleven empty-eyed girls sitting in front of her, all of them were tired faces under the costumes, like marionettes being dragged while gently swaying while playing mechanically, obviously the singing in their ears was sweet and moving, but their pandering attitude seemed extremely perfunctory.

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Camera back

The perspective spirals

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"Sky Smile~"

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Fei Jingyu, who is waving the piano with her hands and singing lightly, lives in the center of the picture, and in the swaying orange and yellow candlelight, her flower and moon appearance is hazy and vague.

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"The tide in the world / who loses ~ who wins / God knows ~"

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During the song, the camera shifts and shifts, slowly passing over the other Miao girls and their musical instruments from bottom to top, from left to right.

The three outermost Miao girls on Fei Jingyu's left side sat on their knees, playing the mango tube with a worried face, and the thin bamboo reed emitted a plump and deep sustained long note through the surprisingly long Nanzhu resonance tube.

There are four girls sitting between the mango and Fei Jingyu, two of them holding the reeds, two of them holding the reeds, their expressionless faces but the high and low bass complement each other, and the mangguan is combined to create a clear and elegant harmony.

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"Jiangshan laughs~"

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Guan Kuang is responsible for harmonizing the timbre, while the five musicians to the right of Fei Jingyu are responsible for enriching the sounds.

The soft waists of the girls swayed gently with the melody, but the numb and sad expressions on their faces were particularly ruining the graceful atmosphere of singing and dancing.

Finally, the perspective stopped at the few oil lamps scattered behind the girls, and the joyful and dancing flames seemed to be infected, becoming weak and weak, and gradually blurring.

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"No longer lonely~/Pride is still infatuating/Foolish smile..."

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The only singer without negative emotions in the audience came out in a glimpse of light, and the gaffer deliberately used orange soft light to highlight Fei Jingyu's side face in the close-up picture.

Lovesick eyes and veins, a cut of autumn water Ying Ying love, Fei Jingyu only with a pair of love eyes to interpret Ren Yingying's demeanor to the wood.

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"Altar Master!" (Voiceover)

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After hearing the movement, the slender hand was stunned, and the curling singing was broken again, Fei Jingyu raised his eyebrows and followed the prestige, and the joy in his eyes surged out.

With a short blade, Zhou Peipei, dressed in a Miao style batik thick and stubby, hurriedly entered the painting, her forehead was covered with bright beads of sweat, and in the face of Ren Yingying's ardent expectations, she shook her head in response without annoyance.

Knowing that the blue phoenix did not bring back good news, the joy and lovesickness in Fei Jingyu's eyes were all scattered, and suddenly her fingertips accidentally broke the strings, emitting a string of sharp and piercing noises, and the musicians gradually stopped playing.

"Altar master, I climbed over the mountain, but I only heard the croaking of insects, but I could not hear the sound of horses' hooves..."

wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead casually, leaned over Fei Jingyu with concern, Zhou Peipei forced a smile and told her the news and speculation of the inquiry: "It seems that Linghu Chong and they are not coming tonight..."

With an unhappy face, she brushed her sleeves and got up, Fei Jingyu got up and wanted to leave, she scolded: "Blue Phoenix! ”

"Okay, I see..."

Zhou Peipei immediately changed his words: "Continue to wait for news." ”

Fei Jingyu directly brushed his sleeves and left the table to paint: "It's good that you know." ”

During the conversation between the two, the eleven Miao girls still remained in a state of silence, and they were not surprised by the performance of their altar master and the blue phoenix, as if this scene had happened countless times and had long been accustomed to it.

"Good! Wait! ”

After Fei Jingyu's figure left, his eyes swept over the musical instruments and the Miao girls holding them one by one in disgust, Zhou Peipei shook her skirt and took her resentment and dissatisfaction out of the girls who sang with Ren Yingying every day: "It's been a year, you play this song every day, which makes my head dizzy, and when Linghu rushes over, he shouts that he will play too, so that you are also dizzy, laughing proudly, why don't you laugh?" ”

With that, Zhou Peipei grimaced, shook her hand and turned to leave, leaving behind the girl who looked at each other and the musical instruments scattered all over the place.

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"I'm still confused after watching it, my only thought is that Mr. Fei's acting is really good..."

"Isn't it just a straight face, let's look at Mu Mu in the camera, it's stupid..."

"Everyone has a close-up, what kind of bicycle do you want..."

"If Director Yan wants us to act like this, why don't you just say it..."

"Could it be that this is the true character of acting?"

"I kind of get it..."

"Hey, it's not that difficult for me to think about my sad face..."

"The latter paragraph, it should be compared to make it clearer..."

As soon as the playback was over, the girls of the Imperial Capital Youth Chinese Orchestra began to chatter and discuss, their expressions were different, some were excited, some continued to be dazed, and some were thoughtful.

"There's no hurry... It's only been a little over three minutes long when this one was cut out..."

Fei Jingyu looked like he was holding a pearl of wisdom: "Let's continue to read the next paragraph, it's all some tidbits and fragments, only more than one minute and fifty seconds." ”

After the little girls obediently quieted down, Fei Jingyu clicked on the second video.

As she said, this is a collection of fragmentary close-ups and close-up shots, the camera sweeps over the girls playing musical instruments from the same angle, facing the camera, their faces are extraordinarily rich, some are excited, some are nervous, some are looking around, some are looking down, some are dodging, some are stiff, some are smiling, and some are even flirting.

Watching one NG shot after another, the girls gradually found a pattern, their expressions in each shot changed from time to time, and the emotions on their faces gradually approached the numbness and dullness in the first video.

"People who have no foundation in acting have a simple and unstructured understanding of acting, and the director can indeed teach the play by hand, but the same guidance content is ultimately reflected in different actors, and the state of performance is also different..."

Looking at this group of special actors who suddenly realized, Fei Jingyu finally concluded: "Because of time constraints, we Director Yan can't guide all the actors in the group scene one by one, and then spend more time and energy to coordinate everyone's performance into a unified style. ”

After answering questions and solving doubts, and then waiting for Luo Bing to take away the little girls who were still in a state of continuous excitement after the first electrocution, Fei Jingyu got up and handed the Pad back to Yan Qing, and her eyes sparkled and praised: "Brother Qing, you are becoming more and more of a great director now, this kind of subversive group drama scheduling method is not used by ordinary directors..."

Zhou Peipei on the side gradually cleared up her thoughts, and was shocked by Yan Qing's comical operation.

"Actually, I'm also chasing ducks to the shelves, and I can't help it..."

Before he was going to be a few more modest words, Yan Qing suddenly smelled a faint smell of rosemary and said, and he didn't need to look back to know that his sweetheart had arrived.

As soon as he turned around, sure enough, Shao Qing led Weng Huaijing to his side, and Professor Weng, who had sharp eyebrows, had already changed into his costume and was just waiting to put on makeup.

"Sister Qing, Sister Jing, you came one step late, and you missed a peerless show..."

Fei Jingyu and Zhou Peipei retold the previous section of Yan Qingming's plank road secretly crossing Chen Cang to Shao Qing and Weng Huaijing.

Shao Qing's acting talent is extraordinary, and after listening to the two of them, she commented sharply: "Isn't this ugly thing to say in PUA actors?" First of all, it was a crazy blow, which made people's confidence and state fall into the dust, and then took the opportunity to shoot the picture they wanted, we Director Yan has this traditional scumbag skill, I am not surprised at all. ”

Ignoring Shao Qing's yin and yang weirdness and Fei Jingyu and Zhou Peipei, who were amused by her words, Yan Qing stared at Weng Huaijing intently.

The first love Qingtou looked at him with affection: "I miss you, I miss you very much~"

Weng Huaijing handed back the pulse honey: "I know, so I came in advance~"

After looking at each other and smiling, Yan Qing began to beckon the crew to transition to the filming point of the next scene, while Weng Huaijing silently looked at her script and character biography, waiting for the trailer with makeup to transition into place.

On the busy and orderly evening set, the filming progress continued to advance in an orderly manner, and the two of them were doing their own things with each other, but whenever Weng Huaijing quietly looked up, he often found that Yan Qing also happened to be staring at her.

Whenever they look at each other, Professor Weng is still so embarrassed, usually she is the first to collapse, which is somewhat similar to the situation when they met in the imperial capital two months ago, but the mentality of the two of them has changed drastically from the situation of "standing on your left side, like across the galaxy" at that time.

Crossing the barrier of the Milky Way in a trance, Weng Huai's pair of affectionate eyes unconsciously flowed with a faint joy, and Yan Dao, who was calm in appearance, even faintly lingered in his ears at this moment:

"You deserve true happiness

You should take off the protective color you are wearing

Why should you be punished for losing/losing it?

Can you just let the grief / all end at this moment

Start alive again'