Chapter 593: One Man, One Mai
Xu Zhen's Room 5 is an independent small and medium-sized recording studio, which can usually accommodate three to five people recording at the same time.
The outside of the studio is the control room, and the inside is a fully enclosed sound booth.
Xu Zhen is now hacked in the sound room.
Standing in front of Limai, all he could see was a display screen hanging on the wall not far away, on which the video of "Outwitting Tiger Mountain" was playing.
Other than that, the world is pitch black.
Xu Zhen's mentality is collapsed.
When filming at that time, he did memorize the script of "Outwitting Tiger Mountain", but now that more than half a year has passed, many lines, especially those lines that do not have Yang Zirong at all, really can't remember clearly.
He glanced at the observation window on the wall out of the corner of his eye, and could vaguely see a group of people who had just entered outside, including men and women, old and young.
Come to think of it, this group of people is probably the delegation of the Golden Rooster Award Organizing Committee.
The various devices in the control room emit colorful lights, illuminating them as if they were demons.
At this moment, Xu Zhen took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly, and a layer of fine sweat appeared in his palms.
- He was a little excited.
The heart was beating fast, breathing was rapid, and the body trembled slightly from the tension.
But after being nervous to the extreme, Xu Zhen felt not panic or anger, but unprecedented calmness.
The soul that was still immersed in the characters just now instantly pulled out, floated higher and higher, and gradually floated into the air, overlooking the characters in the picture from the bottom up.
There were some lines that I couldn't remember clearly, but now they appeared clearly in my mind, as if I had memorized them since childhood.
Just now, I still need to read the lines and watch the video at the same time, but now I have half of my mind saved, but I am more focused.
The brain is clear.
"Cui Sanye grabbed this arsenal from the devil, no one knows how much firepower we have......"
Xu Zhen quietly stared at the white snow scene on the screen in front of him, tilted his head, and showed obvious smugness in his rough voice: "I sue you, Commissioner Hou, we have 3,000 guns, 10 small steel cannons, and 50 crooked handles in Weihu Village......
At this moment, as a plump black eagle passes in front of the camera, the scene switches from the bottom of the mountain to the walled city on the mountain.
"Mountain carving" Cui Sanye stood in front of the window, looking coldly at Commissioner Hou on the mountain road.
Beside him, a tall bandit reached out and let the black eagle that had just flown in landed on his arm.
Xu Zhen adjusted his voice and laughed in a rich and loud voice: "Third master, the national army is going to incorporate our Weihu Village, you are going to be the 'commander-in-chief'!" β
In the next second, the mountain carving opened its mouth.
Xu Zhen's mind clearly appeared the feeling when he played against Teacher Liang Wuzhe in the past, he squinted his eyes slightly, and the temperament of the whole person immediately sank, and there was no emotion in his low voice, and said: "It depends on whether Commissioner Hou wants to hand over the advance map to us." β
His voice was calm and cold, unhurried, but the faint smell of blood seemed to float out of his bones, and as soon as he opened his mouth, with the gaze of the gloomy owl in the picture, it instantly made people shudder.
The big man holding the carving was stunned and asked, "What picture?" β
The mountain carving said coldly: "Advance map!" β
"To get this picture, one word: it depends on whether our strength is big enough."
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At this moment, outside the sound room, everyone in the Golden Rooster Award Organizing Committee couldn't help but be moved.
Kang Jian, the leader of the team, looked at the "mountain carving" with special effects makeup on the screen, and asked with some uncertainty: "Who is this?" Is it Mr. Liang Wuzhe? β
Xu Wenguang was also a little stunned at this moment, and after half a second, he nodded and replied, "Well, yes." β
Kang Jian raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but praise repeatedly: "This makeup is so powerful, I almost didn't recognize it!" β
The people around him also echoed: "It's worthy of the name, as soon as Mr. Liang opened his mouth, the big guy's aura came to his face!" β
"It seems that I really didn't see it, but I could barely hear it when I heard the voice, and Mr. Liang's voice was really recognizable."
"Teacher Liang is so dedicated, he rushed over to work overtime as soon as he received the message?"
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Xu Wenguang stood at the back of the crowd, listening to everyone's emotion, and didn't speak for a long time.
He looked at the video screen in front of him, listened to the sound coming from the monitors, and felt a little confused.
Only then did Xu Zhen dub more than a dozen people, except for Lin Xiaobo's voice, which was seventy or eighty percent similar, the rest of the characters were actually not so similar.
He only distinguished these people by means of voice thickness, voice line, accent difference, etc., and did not deliberately imitate the actor's voice.
Therefore, Xu Wenguang listened carefully with a preconceived consciousness and could clearly distinguish that these voices were actually made by Xu Zhen alone.
However, as soon as Liang Wuzhe's voice came out just now, he was a little uncertain.
- Because this is clearly the voice of Liang Wuzhe himself.
Xu Wenguang has worked with Liang Wuzhe for too many years, and his voice is all too familiar.
The frustration is distinct, slightly short of breath, clear with a slight hoarseness, and calm with a faint madness......
How could this sound come from someone else?
Could it be that Liang Wuzhe himself is also in the sound room??
At this time, the picture on the screen switched from Weihu Village to Jiapigou.
Shao Jianbo, Yang Zirong and others entered a villager's house and were mistaken for bandits.
A middle-aged farmer held a hoe, stared at the group of intruders in front of him, and shouted: "If you don't have food, you need a life!" β
At this time, on the earthen kang behind him, a thin old lady groped her way to the edge of the kang and said weakly: "Yongqi, put down the hoe ......"
"Whatever they want, let them take ......"
Listening to the voice, it was clear that this was an old lady who was about to starve to death.
Xu Wenguang fell into confusion again.
- This is also Xu Zhen's match?
Or is there an old lady in the sound booth?
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After a few minutes of hard work, Zashan Carving, Luan Ping, Old Lady, Xiao Zhuzi, Shao Jianbo, Yang Zirong......
Several very different voices appear in turn.
Kang Jian and others are unaware of this, and are still commenting on the quality of the film;
As the director of the whole incident, Xu Wenguang became more and more confused the more he listened, and felt that the development of things seemed to be different from what he imagined.
What he originally wanted was to show off Xu Zhen in front of everyone in the organizing committee, and let his own actor give the crew leader a long face;
However, as he listened, the more he listened, the more he felt: Xu Zhen couldn't be the only one in the room dubbing.
When did these people come?
You didn't even come to say hello to me??
"This is 'Teacher Gigi'? When we first met, Mr. Ji was at a very high level. β
At this time, Kang Jian had already talked to Wu Zhepan, the recording director of the crew.
Wu Zhe is only in his early 30s this year, and when he heard the white-haired Kang Jian call himself "teacher", how dare he talk about it as an equal, and hurriedly said with trepidation: "Teacher Kang, my name is Wu Zhe, Koutian Wu, the Zhe of Shuangji." β
"I didn't actually do anything, it's the actor's own high level."
Kang Jian smiled and waved his hand: "Haha, 'Teacher Jiji' is too modest. β
"It's all about this, everyone knows it."
"How is it possible for everyone to have such a high level of voice acting? Surely you will be able to teach and bother to guide. β
Kang Jian's eyes were full of appreciation, and he nodded: "At a young age, you can be favored by Director Xu and selected as a dubbing director, which is really outstanding." β
"For this year's nomination for 'Best Dubbing', on behalf of me, I must vote for 'Mr. Gigi'!"
"The purpose of our award is to encourage those who are really capable, willing to do things, and able to do things with their hearts!"
"Like Mr. Jiji, he should be the benchmark in the industry!"
As soon as these words came out, several people around echoed him, praising him for being capable and modest, and for being a good seedling.
Hearing them say this, Wu Zhe's sweat came down.
Director Xu Wenguang chose me...... It's because the wind is strong on the snowy mountains, and the old men don't resist frost!
Lifting a pole is a manual job, if it is recorded during the recording, who can afford the responsibility?
"No, no, no, it really has nothing to do with me...... Wu Zhe turned his head to look at the dark sound room, and waved his hand with a sad face, "It's really because the people who dubbed each character just now are all masters......"
The more you talk about it, the more you can't explain it.
"Whew-"
At this moment, I heard a gust of wind, and the door of the control room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
Everyone in the room followed the prestige, only to see that a middle-aged man wearing a light gray T-shirt and sunglasses Shi Shiran walked in from outside.
The man turned his head to look at the people in the room and said with a smile: "Hey, so many people? β
"Why don't you turn on the lights?"
While speaking, the middle-aged man reached out and touched the wall, and with a "snap", he turned on the lights in the recording studio without saying anything.
Warm yellow lights filled the room in an instant.
Everyone in the room subconsciously turned their heads to look at the middle-aged man, only to see that he took off his sunglasses and revealed a very familiar Sven face.
ββThe actor of "Mountain Carving" in the film, Liang Wuzhe.
Kang Jian, Xu Wenguang and others were stunned.
Liang Wuzhe?
Why is he here?
...... in the sound booth?!
Liang Wuzhe looked at everyone's stunned eyes, and was about to ask a question, but heard a low voice coming from the monitor speaker:
ββ¦β¦ This third picture is the whereabouts of the gold and silver treasures left by Zhang Dashuai. β
ββIt is the voice of the "mountain carving".
At this moment, everyone looked back at the observation window on the soundproof wall at the same time.
Through this small window, and the bright lights, everyone clearly sees:
A thin figure stood tall in front of Limai, with the sharpness and rebelliousness of a falcon in his handsome eyes.
He didn't pay attention to the lights that had just turned on, but stared intently at the big screen in front of him, lowered his head slightly, and continued to say in a low voice of "Mountain Carving": "...... It is rumored that there are 80,000 catties of gold alone. β
"With these 80,000 catties of gold, the devil's and Maozi's arms, we can buy as much as we want!"
"Dominate the Mudanjiang River and take the Northeast ...... Be just round the corner! β
Xu Zhen's speed of speech became faster and faster, and his pitch became higher and higher.
"Next, one word!"
He stretched out his hand and shook it in the void, and with an unconcealable pride in his tone, he shouted, "Take the Golden Map!" β
The words fell, and there was a dead silence in the recording studio.
Everyone clearly saw that the sound room was empty, and in the spacious room, there was only one person, one wheat, and nothing else.
The imaginary Lin Xiaobo, the little bolt, Liang Wuzhe, and the old lady...... None of them.
No one.
Only Xu Zhen.
In the next second, Xu Zhen, who was standing in front of Limai, took off the headphones on his head, turned his head to look at Kang Jian and the others outside, and smiled at them.
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The images on the screen continued, but without the dubbing, everything turned into a silent pantomime.
All the dialogue came to an abrupt end.
Kang Jian turned his head in astonishment and looked at director Xu Wenguang.
Xu Wenguang was actually a little surprised at this moment, but when he saw Kang Jian's ghost-like expression, he instantly became proud.
He turned his head to look at Kang Jian, his hands in his pockets, and an unfathomable mysterious smile appeared on his face.
"Hahaha......"
A moment later, Liang Wuzhe's laughter broke the silence of the room.
"Am I here for nothing?" He stood with his arms crossed, looked at Xu Zhen in the sound booth with a smile, and said, "I feel that Xiao Xu is more worthy of being like me than me!" β
"Hahaha......"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the recording studio immediately laughed.
At this time, Xu Zhen had already hung up the headphones and walked out of the sound room.
The organizing committee and his party looked at the young man in his twenties in front of them, both surprised and respectful, and his face was full of disbelief.
Xu Wenguang waved his hand to summon Xu Zhen to his side, stretched out his hand and pointed at the people in front of him, and introduced Xu Zhen one by one: "This is Kang Jian, Teacher Kang, the secretary general of the Golden Rooster Award Organizing Committee. β
"This is Teacher Song Chunhong, Teacher Wang Jiandong, Teacher Sun Chengxiang......"
Xu Wenguang was already smiling at this time.
After a round of introduction, he turned to Xu Zhen and said to the people around: "This is the voice actor of all the characters in our film, Xu Zhen." β
As soon as these words came out, everyone around them wanted to laugh and was shocked, and their expressions were quite wonderful.
Kang Jian looked at Xu Zhen, pointed to the big screen in front of him, and asked hesitantly, "What did you ...... just now?" Is it all you? β
Xu Zhen smiled shyly, and said a little embarrassedly: "There are some parts of many people who are not, and that is a group of miscellaneous people who have been recorded in advance." β
Kang Jian asked, "Is that old lady also you?" β
"Yes, yes," hearing this, Xu Wenguang was also interested, and asked, "Is this also worthy of you?" Listen to it? β
Xu Zhen: "......"
He hesitated for a moment, looked at the curious eyes of the elders around him, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and said weakly: "Yongqi, put down the hoe...... Whatever they want, let them take ......"
The voice sounded like it had no front teeth, and it was puffed up, and it was leaking everywhere.
"Uh-huh......!!"
At this moment, there were low voices in the room.
"It's definitely a masterful dubbing......"
"I seem to have heard people say before that Xu Zhen is very good at imitation, and it is better to see it than to see it......"
"Hahaha, I think today's version of Xu Zhen may be even better than calling everyone back."
"Is the Peking Opera at the beginning also sung by Xiao Xu?"
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Listening to the praise of everyone in the room, Xu Wenguang's chin was about to rise to the ceiling.
And Xu Zhen himself looked at him with a smug expression, but he smiled a little.
Director Xu...... This is literal, sold me, right?
Anyway, can you count me for the money you sell me?