The female ghost changed into a white dress, with her snow-white skin and delicate red lips, there was a seductive style in the delicate.

The scholar changed into a Confucian robe, put one hand on his lower abdomen, and the other behind his back, looking graceful and awe-inspiring.

Looking at the two actors who had already changed their clothes, Wang Zheng smiled, and there was inevitably some excitement in the depths of his eyes.

After all, even for Wang Zheng, the passion scene is the first time to shoot, and it remains to be said whether it can be filmed well.

Looking at the people who were chattering about the extraordinary knowledge revealed in the three simple pictures because the first shot was finished, Wang Zheng coughed and attracted everyone's attention, and then waved his hand as usual:

"Alright, let's start shooting the second storyboard, and the actors and cameras are all in place. ”

With Wang Zheng's order, everyone present had different expressions.

The two actors flushed in an instant, and their expressions were cramped.

The members of the camera crew were eager to try because they finally had the opportunity to use their means after waiting for a while.

And others, either looking forward to it, or shaking their heads and sighing, in short, they have read the script, and they have different performances for the next picture.

However, even so, the camera crew was the fastest in their movements.

According to Wang Zheng's instructions, the cameramen quickly set up cameras in various positions. Of course, this so-called erection of the camera is not really to fix the machine, but to manually hold the photo stone and stand it.

For them with different cultivation levels in their bodies, it can be said that it is an extremely simple thing to keep their hands from shaking.

Outside the window of the room, in the upper right corner of the desk, and in a place behind the desk where other cameras can't shine.

Looking at the images transmitted in the aperture in front of him, Wang Zheng directed the photographer to make the final camera adjustment, and looked at the two squirming actors.

These two actors, one is a female ghost of Lanruo Temple, and the other is a student of Qiongyun Academy. One has been influenced by his grandmother's Buddhism since he was a child, and the other is based on the sage book as the code of conduct.

Even in Wang Zheng's opinion, the scale of the passion play is already very small, but for these two, the next passion play is really a little difficult to accept.

But fortunately, under the persuasion of Wang Zheng's three-inch tongue, the two finally walked into the room with a twist.

Looking at the scholar sitting in the seat, holding a scroll and reading carefully, Wang Zheng said from afar: "Be more relaxed, you look too fake like this." ”

In fact, this sentence is too fake, Wang Zheng said it very well. As an inspirational shooting to surpass the original work, Wang Zheng's performance requirements for each actor are definitely the most demanding since he crossed over.

Even he himself had to meet such high standards.

After all, although the Chinese Ghost Story in the previous life can be called a classic, it is limited to the acting skills, special effects, sets, etc. of that era, and there are many flaws in both the composition and the dialogue.

Therefore, from the first scene where someone participated, Wang Zheng had already secretly decided that he must not let the audience in the Tianyuan World feel this way.

In the room, after hearing Director Wang's instructions, the scholar immediately took a long breath, and after writing more than ten static words on the paper in a row, his expression became indifferent.

"Okay, very good! Start reading now, how you usually read, how you read now. After the female ghost appears, you must show a ghost charm and not suspect the origin of the female ghost at all. ”

Looking at the scholar who quickly recovered his indifference in the aperture, Wang Zheng nodded with satisfaction and glanced at Xu Kang, only to see that Xu Kang was stroking his beard with a relieved face at this moment.

After Wang Zheng shook his head and chuckled, he pointed out how the scholar should perform in the next scene.

Outside the scholar's exterior and outside the white mosquito net, the female ghost stood there pretty, with a cramped and uneasy face written all over her face.

Through Xu Kang's spell, the performance of the female ghost was naturally clearly presented in front of Wang Zheng, which made Wang Zheng frown, but he still said bitterly:

"The action has been demonstrated to you by me and Tie Zhu just now, I believe you must remember it, and then you can just follow the action I showed you.

Don't have any psychological burden, it's just filming, just dedicate yourself to art. ”

Wang Zheng's words fell, and before the female ghost could react, more than a dozen female ghosts on the side surrounded him:

"Director Wang, this scale is too big, isn't it? We don't know that scholar, how can we let him touch my sister...... Where is my sister's!"

Wang Zheng blinked: "You can touch it if you know it?"

"Oh, Director Wang~ That's not what people mean. ”

Wang Zheng smiled and waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, the largest scale is only that paragraph, and when the time comes, we will use other methods to overcome it." ”

"What's the solution?"

Wang Zheng smiled mysteriously: "You'll know in a while." ”

Saying that, Wang Zheng looked at the aperture in front of him again, looked at the female ghost who was still flushed, and finally said with a smile: "Don't worry, filming is filming, I won't let you be insulted." The critical moment will be stopped, and then we will overcome it by other means. ”

In the aperture, the female ghost looked in the direction of Wang Zheng outside the window, with a hint of suspicion on her face.

At this moment, Xiao Qian, who had not spoken, comforted the female ghost in a gentle voice:

"Sister, don't worry, Director Wang does what he says. Besides, grandma and Xu Kang's predecessors are here, and they won't really make you suffer. ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, something was wrong? Where is this appeasement? Hey, this little girl is threatening me outside of words!

Brought out the two third-order powerhouses, isn't it a threat or what?

However, whether it was a threat or not, after listening to Xiao Qian's words, the female ghost finally let out a long breath, and the cold and gloomy ghost qi ran in her body, which soon calmed her heart.

Seeing that the actor's emotions were in place, Wang Zheng finally looked straight, twisted his body, and sat more upright, and then said in a deep voice: "The second shot of A Chinese Ghost Story prologue starts shooting!"

With Wang Zheng's order, the aperture corresponding to all cameras lit up almost at the same time.

In the picture taken by Nangong Tiezhu himself in front of Wang Zheng, the scholar is sitting upright, immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

"Yin wind. Wang Zheng gave the order in an orderly manner. Suddenly, the wind wrinkled, and the snow-white mosquito nets fluttered slowly in the wind as if they were being trained.

The scholar stood still in the wind-blown mosquito net, quite the style of a scholar.

"Very good, the second camera gives a close-up of the scholar, with a slight overhead shot from the side, requiring a full view of the scholar, the table, the lantern, and the bag. ”

Wang Zheng's voice was clearly conveyed to the photographer in charge of the No. 2 camera under the means of sound transmission.

The camera moves forward, giving a close-up of the scholar. ”

When Nangong Tiezhu, who was in charge of the No. 1 position, heard this, he immediately took the photo stone smoothly, and recorded all the performances that the scholar should have through the flying mosquito net.

"Scholar, look up, pay attention to your expression, you are fascinated!"

In the wind, the scholar, who was unable to release the scroll, seemed to feel something and slowly raised his head and looked at the space outside the camera in front of him.

"Girl, start dancing. ”

"Camera No. 3, give the female ghost a shot. I asked the camera to focus on the female ghost, shoot it diagonally behind the scholar, and take pictures of the scholar's stunned and the graceful dancing of the female ghost. ”

Hearing Wang Zheng's instructions, the female ghost subconsciously began to dance the dance that she had practiced countless times.

The long sleeves are flying, the curvaceous figure is looming, and there is a special style and temptation in the gloomy moonlight and yin wind.

At the same time, the No. 3 camera turned on and recorded this scene clearly.

"Don't stop! The actor continues to maintain the status quo, girl, you go a little to the left, the book in your hand is an inch down, the third camera adjusts the position, the right third of the picture is the part of the scholar's shoulder up, and two-thirds is the part of the female ghost dancing. ”

Looking at the imperfect composition in the picture, Wang Zheng's expression did not change in the slightest, and he calmly commanded in a line.

Finally, according to Wang Zheng's guidance, this shot was shot according to Wang Zheng's ideas.

"Attention to the No. 1 camera, the props team threw white silk into the scholar's arms. Scholar, you continue to act according to the script. ”

As soon as Wang Zheng's order came out, Nangong Tiezhu's side suddenly prepared as if facing a great enemy. At the same time, the field affairs also threw a piece of white silk into the scholar's arms from the perspective of the female ghost in a timely manner.

The scholar hesitantly picked up the white silk, put down his nose and sniffed it.

"Intoxicated, ghostly mind!" Wang Zheng watched the scholar's movements and pointed out at the right time.

And the scholar was also very competitive, after receiving Wang Zheng's transmission, he looked down and sniffed the white silk, and suddenly showed an unguarded and intoxicated look.

"Look up and laugh. ”

The scholar raised his head, looked at the female ghost, and showed an incomprehensible smile, just like Wang Zheng's smile when he had just made an appointment in his previous life, but he still said that he didn't want it.

"Very good, camera number four is in place, and the female ghost pulls the white silk lens. ”

"Scholar, get up, and follow Bai Silk like a lost soul. The No. 1 camera moved slowly to follow the shot, shooting the scene of the scholar following the white silk under the cover of the white silk. ”

"Scholar, in frustration, I knocked down the lantern. Camera 2 captures the lantern floating in the water tank. ”

After an order, almost all the people in the small room moved, reproducing the picture in Wang Zheng's heart.

Looking at the pictures flashing in the aperture with satisfaction, Wang Zheng nodded slowly.

Of course, there are many flaws in these pictures, but these are the parts that can be cut out later, and after cutting, the rest is almost exactly the same picture as I have in my mind.

As the lantern continued to rise and fall in the water tank, and there were even water droplets splashing out under the yin wind, seeing that the lantern was about to go out after being soaked in water, Wang Zheng came back to his senses: "Stop! Very good, this scene is over." ”

Everyone was still unsatisfied, and took a long breath.

And at this moment, Wang Zheng showed a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "The next thing is the meat show, the big guys are ready." ”