Chapter 32: Go to Xiangjiang!
He already knows the content of the script by heart, and it is about the scene at the beginning of the movie, when the Axe Gang Boss kills the Crocodile Gang Boss.
This is a rare serious scene in the plot, there is no laugh in the whole process, and it mainly portrays the strength and cruelty of this character.
Such characters in this kind of absurdist comedy are often thankless, on the one hand, they have to work hard to maintain their image, and on the other hand, they have to show a sense of contrast and cause laughter when there is a sudden change.
Just like the scene in the original book where the two Condor Heroes entered the car to threaten him, the original actor's interpretation was not very good, and the end of the color was missing, and the performance was quite embarrassing.
Ji Yun's shoulders sank, and the momentum of the whole person was gloomy.
His eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze was direct, and he looked in front of him as if he were looking directly at a dead man.
The steps are brisk, the body sways irregularly, and the mouth is open, as if the voice is reluctantly emitted after a few turns at the vocal cords, extremely lazy.
"No need to call a hillbilly, your subordinates have already been dealt with by me."
Feeling right, several people glanced at each other, and their impression of Ji Yun immediately rose a level.
Ji Yun stretched out his hand and hooked, and the script was crumpled into a cylinder by him, and he reached out to grab it, as if holding an axe.
With a squint of eyes, the momentum of the whole person climbed.
Laugh at!
Heavily split, the paper tube and the air friction made a slight wind sound.
"Shhh
Everyone gasped when they watched Ji Yun's performance, they really saw the villain's style in him.
This axe went down, and the image also stood up.
Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!
The paper tube waved down repeatedly, and Ji Yun wiped his face, as if he was wiping the blood splashing on his face.
Just when they all thought that Ji Yun would continue to carry out the ruthlessness to the end, Ji Yun's feet suddenly weakened, and a painful expression appeared on his face.
The next second, he held his waist.
The waist flashed.
"Haha!" Xing Ye couldn't help laughing, this contrast, the effect came out.
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I won't kill women."
Looking at the frightened woman in front of him, Ji Yun had an impatient look on his face.
She turned around tremblingly, "Bang! ”
It was like a hammer smashing into the hearts of everyone.
The "axe" had now been turned into a rifle.
Throwing away the "gun" casually, Ji Yun staggered and turned around.
End of the show.
Xing Ye nodded expressionlessly, noncommittal, his flat face made Ji Yun feel a little bottomless.
In his previous life, he had a wide range of dramas, but this kind of absurd nonsensical comedy was something he had never been exposed to.
In fact, although nonsensical comedy has been verified by the market and determined to be a successful route, it is not something that can be copied at will.
The directors who can control this style are just Wang Jing and Xing Ye.
After that, although one or two directors tried to take this path, they didn't make any waves. Lu Zhengyu has filmed a few nonsensical comedies with a good reputation, but Ji Yun didn't hitchhike.
He thought that his performance just now was already good, but he didn't know if he could meet Xingye's expectations.
Xing Ye rubbed his hair, lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and suddenly remembered something: "Do you know how to dance?" ”
"Well, not really."
This is not modest, Ji Yun himself is uncoordinated, and he has been ridiculed by his classmates for a long time because of this.
"You try it first." Xing Ye nodded, and handed over a wooden stick, about the length of a forearm, which looked like a knife handle at first glance. "Take this jump."
"Okay!" Ji Yun took the wooden stick and jumped up.
Twisting and twisting, twisting his head and tail, Ji Yun behaved like a larva of a fly at the moment.
However, the more Xing Ye looked, the brighter his eyes became.
"That's it!" Xing Ye shouted to stop, and looked down at Ji Yun's information again, the album was a big hit, and it could win a lot of attention. Seeing this, he finally made a decision. "It's you, go back and get ready!"
Ji Yun was a little confused, and was stunned for a long time before he bowed, "Thank you, Master Xing!" ”
"Wait!" Zhou Xingchi rubbed his head, "Do you have something to do?" ”
"Nope." He is an idler now, and Yanjing is so busy that he can't intervene.
"Then you can interview with us."
"Okay!" Ji Yun suppressed his joy and pulled a chair.
Looking at Ji Yun's figure and sitting down,
Huo Xin lowered his head, leaned into Zhou Xingchi's ear, and said hesitantly: "What about Chen Guokun?" ”
He knew that Chen Guokun also liked this role, and he also applied with Xing Ye.
Chen Guokun's appearance is very similar to Xing Ye's idol, and everyone knows that Xing Ye has a lot of preference for him.
Hearing Huo Xin's words, Zhou Xingchi thought for a while, "It's still him, Chen Guokun's appearance shouldn't play a villain." ”
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One of the things people fear most about telling jokes is explaining jokes.
There are so many funny stories in the world, but as long as you break it and crumple it, it's no longer funny.
However, comedy artists are the ones who do this kind of thing, so it makes sense to say that comedy artists are prone to depression.
In order to study the audience's preferences, they constantly dissect the core of each story, which is a kind of torture, and after the torture, there is no story that can please them.
Xing Ye is such a person.
In private, not only did he not have a smile on his face, but he was also very serious.
There were countless interviewers in the afternoon, and Ji Yun was a little tired from watching, but Xing Ye still had a cold face, silently picking on their performances.
Looking at Xing Ye's serious face, the joy of seeing idols for a while suddenly arose like a diving gap, and there were very few who could play stably.
In one afternoon, the harvest was nothing.
After the interview deadline, it seemed that the fatigue of an afternoon had accumulated together, and an indescribable sense of fatigue appeared on Xing Ye's face.
"I read your resume that you have acted in Tianlong Babu?"
Ji Yun was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "Yes, play the role of Murong Fu." ”
Xing Ye smiled, blinked his eyes, and said as if showing off: "I have also acted." ”
Unexpectedly, Ji Yun nodded, "I've seen it." ”
Xing Ye ran through the trick in the 82 version of Tianlong, playing a Western Xia soldier.
"Uh..." Xing Ye was also stunned, he laughed, he didn't expect Ji Yun to really know his black history.
These days, no one should have watched the TV series from 15 years ago.
How did he know that Ji Yun hadn't seen it, but the marketing accounts of later generations kept pushing the history of Xingye's struggle, and he just happened to know it.
"Then you and I will go to Xiangjiang."
"To Xiangjiang?" Ji Yun was a little confused for a while, he thought that Xing Ye's invitation to interview with him was just a whim, but he didn't expect the other party to make this request.
"How? Are you free? Xing Ye asked again.
"Free! Are we going to audition actors? ”
Xing Ye looked down at the script, looked up at the window again, took a deep breath and said, "Let's go visit Jin Lao." ”