Chapter 9: Night Rain
While Qiao Feng was surprised, he also had a certain understanding of Xu Zhen's ability.
There is one thing to say, you can imitate it to this extent just by watching it once, which is amazing.
However, from a practical point of view, Xu Zhen's performance just now is actually not good.
His age, body shape, and physical characteristics are far from the old man in the play, but he doesn't know how to be flexible when imitating, so he just copies it directly.
This makes the whole show look very weird.
It's like a child wearing adult clothes, and it's not appropriate anywhere.
Moreover, Qiao Feng also found that Xu Zhen's "copying" talent was emphasized.
He grasped the lines and eyes very accurately, especially the lines, and the tone and frustration were almost exactly the same as the original.
Compared with these two, he is slightly worse in the control of facial micro-expressions and body language.
At first glance it is imitated, slightly stiff.
After discovering these flaws, Qiao Feng was not disappointed, but his heart was a little more relaxed.
Sure enough, Xu Zhen is just a talented amateur.
Now that I think about it, the amazing performance he performed in front of Wu Keming today actually has a certain coincidence.
It just so happens that the character of Xuezhu is a "facial paralysis" and does not have too many expressions.
It just so happens that Xu Zhen's own temperament is highly compatible with Xuezhu, and there is no need to make adjustments.
The combination of many factors created an almost perfect performance.
However, even if it is a coincidence, this child is indeed a piece of jade worth carving.
Qiao Feng only wanted Xu Zhen to be Xu Zhiyuan's stand-in this morning, but now, he was moved to cherish his talent and wanted to sign Xu Zhen himself.
With such good appearance conditions and such a valuable imitation ability, if you are not an actor, wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing?
God doesn't take it, but suffers the blame!
"Ah Zhen, ah......"
Thinking like this, Qiao Feng's attitude suddenly became warm, he looked at Xu Zhen with a smile, and asked tentatively, "What career do you plan to do in the future?" ”
If he says he hasn't thought about it yet, then take the opportunity to make a wave!
How many 18-year-olds have a clear plan for their future?
Unexpectedly, after Xu Zhen heard this question, he said without hesitation: "I plan to become a monk." ”
Qiao Feng: "......"
Wait, what do you say?
Monk?
Is "ordination" a profession?
Xu Zhen said: "The management measures for the three altars of the Great Ring stipulate that you must be at least 20 years old to enter the precepts. ”
"I am now studying at Fayun Buddhist College, and when I graduate, I plan to take another junior college while working, and I will be 20 years old when I get my graduation certificate."
As he spoke, he looked solemn and said, "Only one master in our temple now has the qualification of ten masters, and now that the master is old, I can't let the temple break the inheritance." ”
"After taking the ordination, I will take care of all the affairs."
Qiao Feng: "......"
Suddenly I don't know what to say.
This kid ...... It's really ambitious!
He struggled for a long time, and finally put aside his thoughts of persuasion for the time being, and planned to finish filming this scene first.
It will be a long time coming, anyway, he is Xu Zhiyuan's brother, so let's wait until the time is right before speaking.
……
That night, several people went to bed early in the hotel and prepared to get up early the next day.
First, because they live far away from the film and television city, they have to reserve time for traffic jams;
The second reason is that Xuezhu has a fairly long fight scene, and Qiao Feng has to take Xu Zhen to familiarize himself with Hanging Weiya in advance.
WIA, also known as steel wire, is a common prop used to assist in completing fighting moves.
Xu Zhiyuan is a child star, has filmed many martial arts dramas, and is very familiar with Weiya.
However, Xu Zhen has no experience in this area at all, and when he uses it at first glance, he must be unfamiliar, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not reveal flaws.
However, man is not as good as heaven......
At 4 o'clock in the morning the next day, Qiao Feng and the others were sleeping soundly, but they were interrupted by a sudden phone call.
"Let's go?"
After Qiao Feng was woken up by Zhou Xiaoman, he asked in a daze, "What time is it?" Didn't Director Su say that he would be on the set at 9 o'clock yesterday? ”
Assistant Zhou Xiaoman said anxiously: "I have changed my plan!" ”
"It rained last night, and I couldn't shoot an exterior scene today, so I had to shoot our part first."
"The crew said to let the actors be in place at half past four!"
As soon as he heard this, Qiao Feng's eyes suddenly widened, and he was completely sleepy.
He grabbed his coat, hurriedly put on his slippers, and ran to the window to take a look.
Sure enough.
In the dark night, the dripping rain is clearly visible.
The rain has not stopped for half the night, and through the street lights, it is obvious that there is a lot of water on the road.
Qiao Feng couldn't help but reach out and rub his eyebrows.
"Is Xu Zhen up?" He turned his head and said, "Let him take a shower quickly, stop wearing makeup first, and talk about it on the road." ”
"Also, go to the hotel front desk and ask if you can rent a car, if you want an off-road vehicle, we will use it now!"
Zhou Xiaoman asked, "How did the crew reply?" ”
Qiao Feng said: "You don't have to worry about the crew, I'll contact them." ”
Zhou Xiaoman answered, and hurriedly ran out to make arrangements.
20 minutes later, the three of them took a business car rented from the hotel and hurried to Hengzhou Film and Television City.
The road was slippery, and Zhou Xiaoman didn't dare to drive too fast, for fear that there would be an accident on the road.
However, just because she's cautious doesn't mean everyone is cautious.
Along the way, they have encountered a series of unfortunate things such as highway speed limits, traffic accident jams, urban waterlogging and traffic severance.
When they finally arrived at Hengzhou Film and Television City, it was almost dawn.
Qiao Feng's face was like earth.
He looked at his watch, and it was 5:45.
"You put on makeup here, I'll go say hello to Director Su." After Qiao Feng settled Xu Zhen, he went to find Su Wenbin.
Xu Zhen obeyed the order to stay backstage and let the stylist help him put on makeup.
The set is not yet finished, the environment is simple, and there is no special dressing room.
The two put on makeup in a makeshift corner, and then the stylist handed Xu Zhen a pile of clothes and asked him to find a place to change them.
Xu Zhen hugged the costume, a little confused.
Looking for a place? Where to look?
Is there no changing room?
Although he was puzzled, he did not dare to ask, for fear that it would be a matter of common sense.
Xu Zhen hesitated for a moment, and finally walked out with the costume, planning to call Zhou Xiaoman and ask her if she had parked the car.
"Doodoo ......"
No one answered the phone.
Xu Zhen walked around the backstage, a little irritable.
He was about to catch a drama to ask, when he suddenly heard the sound of a clash of gold and iron from not far away.
Xu Zhen's ears moved, and he subconsciously walked towards the voice.
When I got closer, I saw a woman in a black hardcover with an ancient bun practicing her sword in an open field.
The light was too dim, and Xu Zhen couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly.
In the dim light, he could only vaguely see that this was a slender woman.
She has a delicate figure, beautiful movements, and a three-foot soft sword is like a silver snake in her hand, as if she has spirituality.
Xu Zhen's eyes lit up unconsciously.
"Boom......"
“biubiubiu……”
"Hah!"
"Sassy ......"
However, the strange thing is that this woman dances the sword and voices herself at the same time.
Sonorous and powerful, full of energy.
With her soaring figure, the painting style is extremely strange.
Xu Zhen: "......"
It's not mentally retarded.
He turned and walked away, so as not to embarrass the two of them.
"Bell bell bell ......"
However, by coincidence, the mobile phone in Xu Zhen's pocket suddenly rang at this time.
The most primitive kind of telephone ringing, echoing in the empty studio, sounded particularly harsh.
The woman who was dancing the sword made a move.
The voice of "biubiubiu" also came to an abrupt end.
The woman stiffly stopped what she was doing, and turned her head like a rusty doll to look in the direction of the phone ringing.
just met Xu Zhen's gaze.
At this moment, she suddenly thought of a newly learned word: social death.