"Ahh Brother Qing, your on-call state is too godly..."

As soon as the executive director shouted to stop, Yi Yi jumped into the pouring rain from behind the monitor, this was not a troublemaker, but a preparation, while drenching in the rain, she stared at Yan Qing with admiration and expectation: "No wonder Sister Jing said that you have a pair of eyes that can speak, I can't wait to play with your opponent." ”

"It's a little meaning, can you do it if you're not in a good state, there are still people waiting for me to play tonight!"

With an unhurried and calm look, Yan Qing took the towel handed by Miao Miao and wiped his face, he reminded with a smile: "Xiao Meow, Yi Yi, you two be careful, the ground is a little slippery." ”

After the artificial rain completely stopped, Yan Qingcai walked in the direction of the monitor while protecting the two girls, and he did not forget to tell Cheng Chaoping, the action director who managed the martial arts team: "Chao Ping, we must pay attention to safety when Yue Lingshan takes the sword in the rain!" ”

"Senior Sister Fei can't put down the director's monitor, tsk, Teacher Qian is also so used to her, it seems that the cultivation and requirements of our artists are different, and the spirit of this drama bully is not necessarily "my" pot..."

After taking over the director's monitor kept by Qian Dejun, Yan Qing beckoned the on-site editor to start making rough cuts and splicing, and at the same time, he did not forget to look at the four roads and listen to all directions.

"The previous part of Yiyi was also very good..."

As if she was upset for Yi Yi, and as if she was comforting her, Meow Meow said in a milky voice: "I don't see any difference between your performance and Brother Qing'er, it's all very good!" ”

"Haha, it's a little too hard, but if I didn't watch the replay at the time, I really didn't find out..."

This wave of reverse comfort made Yi Yi sneer, and she said helplessly while meowing: "Brother Qing has higher requirements for me, and I know that he is also for my good." ”

"The monitor is sitting here here, let's just figure it out more this time..."

Fei Jingyu nodded lightly at Yi Yi, and glanced at Yan Qing's side: "After all, the opportunity is rare, and Sister Jing fought for us." ”

"Pepe heard me, come on..."

Miao Miao's eyes rolled, and she laughed: "Every time you play with Brother Qing'er, you panic until your legs are weak!" ”

"I'm not panicking this time, everyone should worry about Sister Meng'er!"

Her cheeks were red, Zhou Peipei was embarrassed, and she kicked the ball weakly to Zhang Yameng: "The passion scenes are all on her side." ”

"It's okay, although it's hard to handle this degree..."

Zhang Yameng seemed to be very confident, and she counterattacked: "But I definitely won't NG six times, and I can't get off the stage if I ride on Brother Qing!" ”

"I think the actor industry is really a high-risk profession..."

After being poked to death, Zhou Peipei simply put a few words on her face that I was too difficult, and she couldn't help sighing: "It's easy to be criticized for using too much force when you let go, and if you put it away, you will be pressed by others, and the hat with facial paralysis is always waiting to be buckled..."

"What a big guts, it turns out that you have been secretly playing with this matter..."

The multitasking eavesdropper Yan Qing was actually secretly ecstatic when he was expressionless: "Hahaha, my family is so cute even holding grudges!"

"Judging whether an actor is working too hard or whether his acting skills are not in place, he must look at the work and the director's style as a whole..."

Luo Xuyang, who didn't know the girls at all in the connotation of Weng Huaijing's grudge, added to the discussion that sounded serious: "As for whether this kind of performance is spontaneous by the actors or directed by the director, it is necessary to figure out and analyze it according to the actual situation of the work." ”

Zhou Peipei, a striver who believes in sensitivity and studiousness, hurriedly asked, "Teacher Luo, what do you say?" ”

Chong Yanqing nodded, and Luo Xuyang explained to Zhou Peipei: "Take our Qing brother as an example, Peipei, you can compare the difference in his performance methods in the two films "Li Yu" directed by Situ Yuming and "Green Years" directed by Lu Yi, and there will be some interesting discoveries. ”

"Well, I don't know how to compare, I just think, um..."

Zhou Peipei wrung the corners of her clothes, and responded with the shyness and embarrassment of a Gusu woman: "Brother Qing has acted very well!" ”

"If it weren't for appearing in Situ Ming's films, it would be difficult for us to find the ordinary side of Brother Qing. He plays Li Yu, and his performance in the whole play is that restrained and restrained style..."

Fei Jingyu tried to help Zhou Peipei understand: "It can be said that he is silent, has no show off skills, and even makes some viewers not feel that Brother Qing has acting skills, and this is exactly the acting skills that Situ Qingming needs." ”

"Director Situ's works have a distinctive feature, the characters are only part of the background of the story, and the tragic character of Li Yu is hidden under the prosperity of Bianjing and quietly disappears into the dust of history..."

The topic gradually became serious, and after Yan Qing was busy with rough cutting, he began to schedule the director team, drama affairs, and props to prepare for the scene, at this time Yi Yi took over, and she continued to ask questions to several non-professional actors of Zhou Peipei:

"As for "The Green Years", which produced a true fragrance warning, Brother Qing's performance in this play is exaggerated and noisy, very dramatic, Pepe, do you think this is too hard?

"No, Brother Qing'er's character is very real!" Miao Miao answered without hesitation.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhou Peipei replied cautiously: "No! ”

Zhang Yameng smiled: "Well, it fits the style of the whole work." ”

"That's right, judging the performance style of an actor needs to be judged in combination with the director's work style, Lu Yiwei's play is characterized by absurd exaggeration to the extreme..."

Fei Jingyu continued slowly: "Brother Qing's interpretation of Wang Jingzhe's strength is in line with the style of the work, so there is no such thing as being too violent. ”

"Director Lu's drama is notoriously difficult to film... He always doesn't care, let people play freely, and shouts NG over and over again..."

Yi Yi communicated with Fei Jingyu again to discuss the director's style preferences: "I still like the style of Brother Qing and Director Situ, both of them don't know where to teach." ”

"A good director, no matter which way he uses - Yan Qing and Situ don't teach anywhere, Lu Yiwei's laissez-faire or not, will make the actors show their best state. And a bad director, even if he uses a good actor, the drama will collapse..."

Qian Dejun, who had been smiling and staring at Yan Qing and was busy, interjected: "Because in the eyes of insiders, all the scenes are actually not watching the actors' performances, but watching the characters' performances, okay, Yi girl, you have been waiting for a long time for the rival scene to start filming." ”

As the lights slowly went out, everyone's chatting and communication came to an end, several rain-making equipment next to the set were restarted, and the lighting team continued to create a light and shadow effect of lightning and thunder, bright and dark, and the drama of "Laughing - East" officially started filming the scene of burying the corpse on a rainy night.

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Portable camera, close-up:

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In the rainstorm, Yan Qing pulled out a three-foot green blade, he held the sword flower in his hand, and the tip of the sword shook rapidly, pointing to the eight brand-new wooden cards randomly inserted on the ground.

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Slow deflection of the lens:

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Yi Yi, who was drenched, knelt down beside the wooden sign with her knees folded and depressed, and under the rain, she couldn't tell whether it was tears or raindrops flowing wantonly on her face.

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"The plot of the original film is simply outrageous... The rain was pouring down, and Yue Lingshan didn't know where to find a brush to finish the writing, and let the rain wash away, the ink would not drop half a point."

Returning to the director's position, looking at the close-up shot taken by the hand-held camera in the monitor, Yan Qing secretly rejoiced: "There are also jokes in the era setting, and the time on the tombstone is not related to the timeline explained at the beginning, but fortunately I have a buzz!"

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The violently shaky three-inch tip of the sword continues to be driven by the off-screen automatic, which works seamlessly with the prop master who is also off-screen to accurately carve the wooden plaque into three lines of yin text with a laser-engraved gun head:

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The fourth day of the eighth month of the twenty-third year of Wanli

The tomb of Lu Dayou, the seventh generation disciple of the Huashan faction

Senior brother Linghu Chong and junior sister Yue Lingshan set up a monument

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In line with the guiding ideology of taking the essence and discarding the dross, Yan Qing also shot the few highlight shots of the flower of the Hong Kong sister in the original film "Ma Mound Looking for the Sword", and of course, Yi Yi also showed her best state.

Infected by the momentum of Ling Hu Chong's sword, the gloomy Yue Lingshan seemed to finally remember her identity as a chivalrous woman, she climbed onto the horse despite the torrential rain and the muddy mountain road, and after several attacks, she found the Qingfeng sword that she had left at the grave of the horse mound.

The next few sets of short shots recorded the brothers and sisters covered in mud and working together to collect the remains of several brothers and sisters into the cave, and then insert the carved tombstones one by one.

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Portable camera, close-up, upward shot:

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〈Exit here〉

Ling Hu Chong picked up the sword again, and engraved six big characters on the tombstones of the junior disciples.

"Linghu Chong, you don't know the rivers and lakes too well, your enemies are afraid of your revenge..."

The camera reversed, and Ling Hu Chong shouted at him with a gloomy face behind him: "Even if you run to the ends of the earth, I won't let you go..."

At this time, Ling Hu Chong obviously still thought that Dongfang Undefeated was just a man he had never met, and he finally recovered some of his spirit by letting me do it, and the hatred of revenge also dispelled the numbness on his face, he gritted his teeth and said: "Dongfang is undefeated!" ”

This is the end of the scene of burying the corpse on a rainy night, and the crew of "Laughing-East" finally ushered in the highlight of Wednesday night - "The Bonfire Debate Between Linghu Chong and Let Me Go on the Eve of the Counterattack on Blackwood Cliff"

Yan Qing, the youngest three-gold actor, accompanied by the honor of Mei at the Drama Pier for the second time, Qian Dejun is the winner of the Plum Blossom Award at the Drama Pier twice, and the winner of the Plum Blossom Award at the Drama Pier, both of them have amazing acting skills, this is a competition that all the actors are looking forward to, even Miao Miao has been holding her mobile phone high, and she doesn't know who she is doing live broadcasts to.

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Fixed camera, flat shot, long shot:

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In the dark of the night, a roaring bonfire erupted, illuminating the wilderness, and the soil emitted the moisture of the rain, and the two men stood opposite each other in front of the fire.

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Rail position 1, upward shot, close-up shot:

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Yan Qing, who was dressed in an off-white linen dress and had a filial piety belt on his head, stood with his backlight, about three steps away from him, and suddenly stood Qian Dejun, who was full of gloom and black felt on his shoulders.

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Portable camera, upward shot, close-up:

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The constantly jumping flames of the bonfire reflected Qian Dejun's old face in a flickering light and dark, which was particularly gloomy.

"The undefeated 30,000 troops in the East have been transferred back to Blackwood Cliff, ready to make a move, it seems..."

Qian Dejun, who has excellent line skills, said in a demagogic low voice: "He really wants to be the emperor." ”

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Rail position 2, upward shot, close-up shot:

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"Tomorrow we will kill the Blackwood Cliff, and we may never go back..."

The blower works outside the picture, the fire borrows the wind, the bonfire is blown more vigorously, the corners of the clothes are hunting, there is a heavy sadness between the eyebrows, and Yan Qing's resolute eyes are still rare with tears: "Dongfang Undefeated has been trained into a sunflower treasure book, how high is his martial arts." ”

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Track Position 1, Flat Shot, Close-up Shot:

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Pretending to be chic, grinning and laughing, showing his disdain for the undefeated East very deliberately, Qian Dejun slowly took out a silk book from his back, his eyes flickered, his face flickered, and he playfully said to Ling Hu Chong, who was standing with his back: "Brother Linghu, do you want to see the Sunflower Treasure Book, what is it?" ”

Hearing these words, Ling Hu Chong, who had been turning his back in the camera, slowly turned his head, his eyebrows were twisted and slowly stretched, and his expression gradually changed from the sadness of the wind and the cold to a little surprise and curiosity.

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Portable camera, upward shot, close-up:

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Yan Qing's deep eye sockets, angular side face became clearer and clearer under the firelight, and his eyes swept like lightning to the silk book in his hand, and he asked in surprise: "Do you want me to see it?" ”

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Track position 1, flat shot, close-up:

The camera is focused on whatever it takes

Yan Qing's face gradually faded

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"Hahaha~" Let me do it pretending to laugh heartily, and threw the silk letter in his hand to Ling Hu Chong, he said disdainfully: "Take it!" ”

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Rail Position One, Over-the-Shoulder Shot:

Refocus on Yan Qing

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Yan Qing copied the silk book, and did not hurry to untie the silk book, his expression was full of three points of surprise and seven points of doubt, which vividly interpreted Ling Hu Chong's confusion about not cherishing this peerless martial arts of the rivers and lakes.

After looking at Qian Dejun for a long time, Yan Qing's eyes were more moved and recognized, and he replied: "Okay! ”

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Rail camera position one, the lens is reversed:

The spotlight swept back to Qian Dejun's face again

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The blower increased its power, blowing the big man who was at will, and his expression was very proud in his hair: "When I got this sunflower book with Dongfang Undefeated, I reprinted it with water paper, and I didn't even know that Dongfang Undefeated was undefeated." ”

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Portable camera, upward shot, close-up:

deliberately imitated the perspective of letting me go, and looked at Ling Hu Chong

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Turning to the silk book, the first few lines of words made Yan Qing's face change greatly, and he turned to Qian Dejun completely, he looked at the camera, as if he was looking at any of them, and his tone was full of embarrassment and suspicion: "If you want to practice divine skills, you must first swing a knife from the palace?" ”

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Orbital camera 2, close-up shot:

The half-length backs of Ling Hu Chong and Ren Xing were ingested into the painting

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Let me go to the side slightly, and he laughed wantonly in vain.

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The camera pans and zooms in on the track, close-up.

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"Hahaha..."

Let me go with a deep sense of pride and joy in his wild laughter: "From the palace, hahaha..."

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Rail position 1, upward shot, close-up shot:

Let me go as the background blurs, and the camera focuses on Yan Qing

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Ling Hu Chong in the frame seemed to be smiling, as if he was a little worried, and he asked, "Senior Ren?" ”

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Rail position 2, upward shot, close-up shot:

Follow Yan Qing and Qian Dejun's position

The two stood opposite each other

At the same time, the hand-held camera also firmly locked on Qian Dejun

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"Dongfang is undefeated, he has been calculating all his life, he is extremely smart, torturing my flesh and skin, I didn't expect to even let go of myself..."

Taking care of the double camera, Qian Dejun read the lines unhurriedly, keeping in mind the content of the storyboard script, he continued to guide the camera, and with the help of the light and shadow of the bonfire, he performed his undefeated pride and enthusiasm in the East almost crazy: "He is willing to go to the palace in order to practice the Sunflower Treasure Book, he is no longer a man, hahaha." ”

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Orbital camera position 1, upward shot, close-up:

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Also under the reflection of the bonfire, Yan Qing's expression was more painful and incomprehensible, and his eyes were a little dull when he was holding the silk book: "For the sake of the Sunflower Treasure Book, Master betrayed us, so my junior brothers and I decided to withdraw from the rivers and lakes." ”

"Quit?"

The smile instantly froze, and he snatched the sunflower book in Ling Hu Chong's hand, Qian Dejun threw the silk book into the fire with a sorrowful look of anger at his misfortune, and he shouted with another slap: "If your next generation can't resist the temptation of practicing martial arts, and then pick up the sword and brave the rivers and lakes, can you stop them?" ”

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Fixed camera, flat shot, medium field aerial shot:

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The roaring bonfire soon ignited and devoured the silk book.

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Rail position 1, upward shot, close-up shot:

Simulating the angle of shooting Ling Hu Chong

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"The next generation..."

Yan Qing half entered the mirror, he shook his head blankly and sighed: "I didn't think about the next generation." ”

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Rail stand two

Follow the actor's position

Back to the back corner

The composition in the frame is adjusted to Yan Qing on the left side of the painting

The campfire is centered

Chandjun is on the right

The camera slowly advanced to the front of the two people, which was shoulder-to-shoulder:

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"Jianghu, as long as there are people, there are grievances, and if there are grievances, there are rivers and lakes..."

Qian Dejun's acting skills suddenly exploded, his expression was rational with madness, and crazy with demagogic persuasion: "People are rivers and lakes, how can you quit, hahaha." ”

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Portable camera, upward shot, close-up shot:

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The evil sound filled his ears, and the crooked reasoning and heresy of letting me do it made Ling Hu Chong more and more dazed, as a swordsman, he could only pull out the three-foot Qingfeng sword in the scabbard.

After drawing his sword and looking around, the swordsman's spiritual platform instantly returned to clarity, his eyes were no longer only hatred and confusion, and he calmly returned to Yan Qing's deep eyes.

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"Click!" Executive director Mo Ran finally called a halt.

"Perfect, textbook-level multi-camera burst shooting..."

A group of actors who came to watch all behaved like fans, they were addicted, shouting insiders, and the crystal clear eyes of several girls looking at Yan Qing were full of worship.

After watching the playback, Yan Qing and Qian De both looked at each other and smiled, Dean Qian, who complained all day long, finally raised a few points of chess against his opponent this time, and the joy of meeting a good talent, and Director Yan, who had no intention of delaying any longer, raised the director's microphone and shouted: "Disperse, call it a day." ”

[Take a shower and clean up first, I'll be waiting for you on Facetime, it's a great act.] ］

Exhausted, he returned to the hotel room, took out the mobile phone that he hadn't looked at, and when Yan Qing swept up an unread message that Weng Huaijing had just sent, he suddenly felt warm in his heart, and his whole body was full of vitality again.

PS: I'm very happy to peel it, it's set at 66, and I want to subscribe to the genuine version.

First love Qing: "Labor and management want to video with their sweetheart!" What about you? ”

I wish you all a happy Chinese Valentine's Day!