Chapter 317: How Do You Want to Die?
Mo Lang couldn't believe it, but he didn't want to look at people in a bad way, Fang Zhao's previous "One Hundred Years of Annihilation" was still very good.
"Fang Zhao, what is the origin of this person? Have you had any special experiences? Mo Lang asked one of the assistants.
The assistant is responsible for helping Mo Lang sort out all kinds of information on weekdays.
Hearing Mo Lang ask, the assistant immediately replied: "Fang Zhao, this person is not very old, but he does have more special experiences than others. ”
"Oh?" Mo Lang was really curious this time.
He generally doesn't care about things outside the scope of art, and he only checked the composition before, and he didn't care about other things at all. But now, Fang Zhao is here, and there are too many doubts.
The assistant had helped Mo Lang sort out Fang Zhao's information before, so now he can answer quickly, since Fang Zhao graduated, he debuted with "One Hundred Years of Annihilation", to a blockbuster in the game, and then to meritorious service, etc., the more important things that have happened have been briefly told to Mo Lang, all of which have been reported by the media.
Mo Lang's face changed back and forth, surprised, sighed, and dissatisfied, "He still went to act?!" ”
"Yes, according to the information found, he is the historical consultant of "Genesis Yanzhou Chapter", and he was also invited by the music team, and later competed for the role of 'Fang Zhao', with a very heavy role, and now he often shoots on the set."
"No wonder he only submitted this manuscript once!" Mo Lang does not approve of composers acting in film and television dramas, wouldn't it be better to put more attention to creation?
However, Fang Zhao is here, and it is understandable.
Playing less and being old, even if Mo Lang is not an actor and has not followed the drama, he knows how difficult it is! But Fang Zhao won other powerful old actors and competed for this role, and he has not been replaced yet, so he can know that there is no problem with his acting skills.
"So ......"
Mo Lang looked at the manuscript he was holding in his hand and whispered softly.
"If this kid is too deep in the play, he may not be able to make such a work...... If so...... What an amazing talent! ”
Hearing Fang Zhao's experiences, Mo Lang somewhat believed that Fang Zhao had created this work independently.
Thinking of something, Mo Lang suddenly got up and returned to the studio, pulled up the script document, and turned to the time point of the story marked on Fang Zhao's manuscript.
"Yanzhou Chapter...... Season Nine ...... Ah, here! Why vote here? ”
The song is not strong, nor is it sad, it is different from other people's style, but it has one more ......
Mo Lang's lips trembled several times, and he suddenly slapped the table excitedly: "Yes!" That's it! ”
The four assistants standing outside looked trembling and wanted to say: You should be leisurely! Calm down, don't get too excited!
After all, he is old and tired, and the four assistants are particularly worried about Mr. Mo's physical condition, once he is put into it, he doesn't care about anything, especially after retirement, it is common to forget to sleep and eat, and he has fainted many times from hunger in order to create. Now here, the four assistants are also guarding in turn, for fear that if they are not careful, this one will be unconscious.
Mo Lang was still inside, he didn't know what to whisper to himself, and the four assistants couldn't hear clearly, but seeing Mo Lang's hands trembling with excitement, his old face was even more glorious.
After following Mr. Mo for so long, they couldn't remember the last time Mo Lao was so excited, but now, because of a score manuscript submitted by Fang Zhaotou, they were so excited.
Mo Lang took a deep breath and said to the assistant: "Inform Fang Zhao and let him come to me!" ”
After speaking, Mo Lang flipped through the address book and called Roman, the chief director of the crew.
Roman has been anxious for the past two days, and the further he shoots, not to mention that the actors are under pressure, he himself is as busy as a spinning top all day long, eager to divide one person into two people, the dark circles under his eyes are also much thicker, and his temper is even more irritable than before, and he has a dark face all day long.
At this time, Roman was training people. A certain big-name actor secretly drank some wine yesterday, and today he temporarily added a shooting task, his mental state couldn't keep up, and he made frequent mistakes, so he was caught by Roman. Hit the muzzle of the gun.
As he was in a frenzy, Roman heard his portable phone ringing, and the telephone in the field was still a call from someone who had to answer it.
Taking out the phone from his pocket, the angry expression on Roman's face narrowed slightly, and he walked to the side of the pantry to answer, and his tone became respectful: "Mo Lao? What the? You ask Fang Zhao? ”
Roman originally thought that Mo Lao called to talk about the soundtrack of a certain scene, but he didn't expect to ask Fang Zhao.
"That's right, that kid is still filming...... Recent? Recently, there have been a lot fewer scenes, but I heard that the pressure is not small, and the drama is too deep, alas, you don't know, the crew and actors are like this, and no one can easily get up at this time...... However, his physical condition is okay, and he can go out for a run and punch bags after eating eight boxed lunches at a meal...... Yes, yes, his role will be in the ninth season...... Yeah! That kid is a genius indeed! Unusual genius! Or did I dig it out! ”
The rest of the crew could only see Roman's facial expression inside through the glass window, and couldn't hear his words, and many people also saw Roman's gradually smiling face.
"Strange, Roman, the king of Hades, has a rare and pleasant face today, smiling so happily, who are you talking to?" Someone lowered his voice and said to the person next to him.
And the actor who was trained just now breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, today's level is over, and Roman is in a good mood, and he will not continue to train people.
In the pantry, Roman answered Mo Lang's question, although Mo Lang didn't say what the reason was to ask Fang Zhao about it, but Roman could hear that Mo Lang was very optimistic about Fang Zhao.
Fang Zhao is under a lot of pressure now, he is deep in the play, and he eats eight boxed lunches at a time, these are all things that Roman heard from the crew. As for whether it was true or not, he didn't ask for it, and he didn't have the time at all. Now Mo Lang asked, and he said it casually.
Mo Lang didn't ask too much, and hung up after a few more words.
Roman thought back to Mo Lang's tone on the phone just now, and couldn't help laughing. can be praised by Mo Lang, a top artist, Fang Zhao is really capable!
"My eyes are so discerning, how do they look like this, it's amazing!"
On the other side, after Fang Zhao received the notice from Mo Lang's assistant, he quickly went upstairs, and this time he was not blocked out, and was directly taken in by the assistant.
"Mo Lao, are you looking for me?" Fang Zhao saw that Mo Lang was still holding his manuscript of the score in his hand, and then observed Mo Lang's facial expression, and had a guess in his heart.
Mo Lang listened, and his attention was taken away from the manuscript. He had just gone through the score on the manuscript in his mind, even if he guessed that Fang Zhao was too deep into the play to make it, but it was too difficult to create such a work! This is no longer an ordinary day that can only be described!
"Fang Zhao!" Mo Lang raised his hand, shook the score draft in his hand, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he asked almost word by word, "This is your own composition?" Done independently? ”
"Yes, I did it independently." Fang Zhao didn't avoid Mo Lang's gaze.
"Very good!"
Mo Lang looked at Fang Zhao's eyes, as if he had seen a rare treasure.
"Come here, sit down, I have a few questions for you."
From the creative concept, to the cutting method, to the emotional subject of the work, etc., Mo Lang asked, and the more he listened to Fang Zhao, the more Mo Lang believed that this was indeed Fang Zhao's own work. Whether it is original or not, he can still see through these questions.
To Mo Lang's surprise, Fang Zhao's creative concept on this work is, to a certain extent, consistent with his concept of creating the background music at the end of the play!
It's rare to meet a person with the same idea, Mo Lang is very happy, when he encountered a creative bottleneck before, he also went to some old friends to discuss, but unfortunately everyone didn't agree with the idea, the more he discussed, the more irritable he became, and he argued while talking.
This time, for the heavyweight ten-minute soundtrack at the end of the play, he was so worried that his beard was about to pull out, but today he got inspiration from Fang Zhao's score manuscript, and got a lot of inspiration from the discussion with Fang Zhao!
This feeling of sudden enlightenment is incomprehensible to others.
For Mo Lang, the value of this inspiration is immeasurable. And as an elder, Mo Lang felt that he had to show something. One thing is one thing, contribution is contribution, inspiration is inspiration, Fang Zhao helped him, and he got something in return.
In official affairs, Mo Lang can't open the door, this is a matter of principle, but in private affairs, others can't take care of it.
After talking, Mo Lang pulled Fang Zhao out.
The four assistants found that Mo Lang's face had been gloomy for many days, and now he was smiling as if he had seen his own grandson...... No, Mo Lao couldn't smile with such a cordial and warm feeling when he saw his grandson!
The four assistants all looked at Fang Zhao curiously, thinking in their hearts, how did Fang Zhao coax Mr. Mo so happy?
Mo Lang didn't pay attention to the assistant's face, pulled Fang Zhao out, walked to a cabinet, and said to one of the assistants: "Open it, I remember that there are still a lot of things sent last time." ”
The assistant in charge of the "storeroom" was stunned and responded, "Oh, yes, there are many more. As he spoke, he went to open the door of the cabinet.
The cabinets are full of special offerings, tea, wine and other foods with high medicinal value, which are sent by government departments and several major investors in the crew, which is the treatment enjoyed by artists of Mo Lang's level, all in all, they are all special offerings.
Mo Lang took out three boxes from it and stuffed them to Fang Zhao.
Fang Zhao didn't answer, and was about to say something, Mo Lang lowered his face: "Take it!" ”
Fang Zhao couldn't refuse anymore, and reached out to take one of the boxes, "Thank you, Mo Lao, this box is enough." ”
"Just this box of cookies? How is this enough! Take it all, take it, take it all! I didn't eat much here, you were growing your body, I heard that you couldn't eat enough to eat eight boxed lunches in one meal in the crew? Hey, you can't just eat those, you still have to compose music for filming, take this box of tea, clear away heat and refresh yourself. ”
Fang Zhao: "......" When did I eat eight boxed lunches? Who do you always listen to?
Mo Lang took out a box from the cabinet and continued to stuff it, "This wine, drink a little bit and maybe you can find more inspiration, I usually drink it." ”
Fang Zhao hurriedly said: "The crew has a rule that you are not allowed to drink alcohol during filming. ”
"It's okay, the degree is low, and the amount is not much, it seems to be some kind of medicinal wine, anyway, drinking it properly is good for the body."
As he spoke, Mo Lang stuffed another box of energy-replenishing food.
"Eat, you take these back and eat them quickly, they are all for physical fitness, no side effects! People's energy is limited, you are still young, it is the time to grow your body, eat more. Next time you come over, you'll be in good spirits! I've asked your chief director, you don't have many roles now, it's just a lot of pressure, don't get tired, come here and discuss it when you have time in the future. "Mo Lang doesn't want to talk about music with someone who wilts.
The assistant in charge of the "warehouse" next to him looked at the boxes handed over one by one, and his face twitched in distress. But he can't stop it, everything is Molang's, he loves to give it to whomever he likes, no one can say this.
When Fang Zhao came out of it, he was carrying a large bag in his hand.
The assistant in charge of the reception smiled, and this time it was more sincere: "What Mr. Mo sent, you can accept it with peace of mind, and don't return the gift, Mo Lao will not accept the gift." If you really want to reciprocate, let's create more, Mo Lao is only interested in music works, and in terms of materials, he doesn't value it at all. ”
Fang Zhao was actually full of emotion in his heart, of course he could see the preciousness of these special offerings. Mo Lang is a person who really only has art in his eyes, and now he is sending so many things, just because Mo Lang got inspiration from the score he submitted and from the conversation with Fang Zhao.
In Mo Lang's opinion, the inspiration and inspiration he got from Fang Zhao were much more valuable than the things he sent out!
In fact, when answering the question of creation, Fang Zhao did not tell all the facts. There are some things that he can't say, and he only picks out some of what he can say. Coincidentally, it is this part of the view that fits with Mo Lang's concept of creating the background music at the end of the play.
At the same time, Fang Zhao also had a little understanding of the soundtrack for the end of the play through his communication with Mo Lang.
Thinking about the emotional direction of the soundtrack ten minutes at the end of the play, the elevator had already come to the first floor, and Fang Zhao walked out, walked through the hall, and walked towards the door. It wasn't too early, it was already dark outside, and he was still able to catch the last few shuttles back to his dormitory.
Because of the late hour, the hall on the first floor of the music center was empty, and there was no one else now.
As Fang Zhao walked towards the gate, a group of people came out of the elevator in the passage on the other side, and this group of people were members of the orchestra who had just finished rehearsal.
Seeing Fang Zhao holding a large bag in his hand, the team that was chatting was instantly quiet.
A pair of eyes were like searchlights, staring at the things Fang Zhao was carrying, as if they had seen something incredible.
Fang Zhao bowed slightly, and then walked out of the door of the music center in this strange silence.
After the party was summoned, the silent team began to talk loudly.
"That...... It's a special offering, isn't it? ”
"Look at that box, the special offerings are right, it's still a high-end one! We also have it from the old leader, and it was given to him by the old leader's teacher. ”
"As far as I know, this kind of special offering can only be enjoyed by people of Mo Lao's level."
"I heard that Fang Zhao went to Mo Lao to submit articles today."
The crowd was silent again.
That night, many people in the music team learned about it, and more people were curious about Fang Zhao's past score drafts. What kind of works can get this kind of treatment from Mo Lang?
After a few days, Fang Zhao had filming tasks, and the manuscript of the score was also handed in, and the focus shifted to this side again, and he was called by the director from time to time to discuss the script, during which he was also called by Mo Lang to speak twice.
The complexity of real history is much higher than that of film and television dramas, and there are many dark sides that cannot be shown. The light is magnified, and the darkness is circled in a range that is acceptable to people.
Even for political stability and other reasons, when dealing with the role of "Fang Zhao", a historical figure, there will be slight adjustments.
"Fang Zhao", a historical figure, no one denies his merits, but he did not survive to the end after all.
Moreover, it is now more than 500 years of the new century. History is only a matter of the past, and the living are more important.
If the person "Fang Zhao" is too prominent, if it is too strongly rendered at the end, and the people's feelings for this person are too deep, the situation of the Wu family will be very embarrassing.
On this day, at lunchtime, Fang Zhao was pulled by Director Bai to eat with everyone again.
Now the entire crew of "Genesis" knows that Fang Zhao, a young actor, is not only very good at fighting, but also very good at eating!
It is rumored that the more pressure this kid is, the deeper he gets into the play, and the more he eats!
At first, some people said that he ate four boxed lunches at a time, and some people said that he ate five boxes at a meal, and later it was rumored that he ate eight boxed lunches at a meal, and more and more people spread this way.
Eight boxed lunches, how much pressure is there to eat!
Many actors are still envious, they have no appetite at all after they are under pressure and enter the play. It's no wonder that so many people like to eat with Fang Zhao, and with such a person next to him, he will also eat more.
What's even more depressing is that Fang Zhao eats so much, his body shape has not changed much, and I heard that he still insists on running and punching sandbags, and people in the gym can often see a newly changed big sandbag lying there.
After eating, Fang Zhao was pulled by Director Bai to discuss some small details of the script.
An old actor looked at Fang Zhao, who was called away, and said to the people around him: "Fang Zhao's physical fitness is just like iron." If that 'Fang Zhao' had this body back then, what would happen to Yanzhou and the Wu family. ”
"I used to think that Fang Zhao was very similar to the one he played, but now it seems that it is not like it, at least in terms of physical strength."
"Alas, that one, it's just that his health is too poor to survive the time."
At the same time, Director Bai called Fang Zhao aside and identified with him a few issues in the script that needed to be revised.
The filming of the ninth season is getting closer and closer, and the script will be finalized as soon as possible after several detailed revisions.
"How do you want to die?" Bai Dao asked suddenly.
Fang Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then felt amused again.
How many years!
It's been a long time since anyone dared to say this in front of him!
However, Fang Zhao also knew what Bai Dao meant.
When the character reaches the point of death, how to die, the script has also been written before, but the director will still ask the actor's opinion. If the actor is in good condition, he may follow the actor's ideas, shoot according to the actor's intentions, and let the actor play himself, which may be better than acting according to the script.
But it can't be too out of line, that's why Director Bai has such a question.
"Standing to die? Death on your knees? Lying down to die? Lying on your stomach and dying? Bai Dao asked again.
"Lie on your back and die." Fang recalled the road.
"That's right, you can't shoot your face on your stomach. Standing and dying on knees, someone has filmed it. ”
Fang Zhao: "......"
He really died on his back.