This isn't the Director Yang I know, right?

Zhang Jinlai opened his fiery eyes wide, even his fiery eyes couldn't see through Tang Qin in front of him.

Put aside the previous shooting, which scene of Director Yang must not be filmed ten times or eight times? How can it be Tang Qin's turn.

"Director, I'm ...... How are you acting? Holding the white dragon horse, he rubbed to Yang Jie's side, but Yang Jie just looked at the monitor, "Oh, I didn't notice you ...... this scene"

Zhang Jinlai was speechless.

Director Yang Jie never tells lies.

For Tang Qin, who has just entered the door of TV art, she didn't expect him to have a good performance, he has good skills, he can move, and he has a sense of camera, which is enough, and even the sense of camera can be cultivated slowly.

Also, Tang Qin was born in the theater after all, and some of the actions on the stage were too exaggerated and had to be changed.

But Tang Qin's performance seems to be specially made for the camera, and there is no superfluous excessive action, he seems to have been born to eat the bowl of rice in TV dramas!

Kong Rui, Zheng Rong, Yan Huaili...... They all stood behind Director Yang Jie and watched the replay.

Tang Qin sat on the white horse, Tang Yudi's innate sense of nobility, Tang Sanzang's sense of mission to travel all the way west, and Elder Tang's sense of compassion overlooking all living beings were all in full bloom at the moment when Tang Qin looked up at the sky!

There was no warm-up, no test shooting, and there was such a performance when they came up, and many old actors were afraid that they were ashamed of themselves.

"Xiao Tang acted well, one pass, gave us a good start, didn't waste an inch of my film......" Director Yang Jie stretched out his hand to give Tang Qin a thumbs up after watching it.

The director said so, and the crew and actors all cast admiring glances at the young "monk".

Tang Qin smiled and didn't speak, he turned over and dismounted, and also came to the monitor.

"That's it?"

Tang Yuanyuan, who was in the distance, was watching with relish, but he didn't expect that his son's scene in the morning had ended.

"That's it?"

Mother Zhao Mingli is also unsatisfied, her son is handsome, riding on a white horse, he is even more handsome, and his mother wants to see more, but the director actually shouted.

Isn't it a bad shot?

Definitely not, because the female director is giving her son a thumbs up.

"Dad, Mom, you can rest assured," the eldest sister Tang Qi was also happy, Tang Chu did not come to the scene to watch because of school, she asked the eldest sister to make the scene clear to her.

But what did she say, get on the horse, climb uphill, and then pass?

I can't say, I really can't say!

"This is an actor from our Qindao Repertory Theatre, called Tang Qin!"

"He lives in the family courtyard of the Peking Opera Troupe, and his father is in the Daguang Cinema ......"

"Her sister is in the No. 6 National Cotton Factory, and she is in the same unit as our niece......"

……

On Laoshan Mountain on Qindao, at this time, no one paid attention to Zhang Jinlai, even if he was the Monkey King!

Everyone is talking about Tang Qin, and even the details of Tang Changchang and Zhao Mingli have been inquired about.

"Jin Lai," Zheng Rong, as the performance consultant of the crew, took advantage of the rest to call Zhang Jinlai to him, "Not convinced? ”

"I'm not convinced," Zhang Jinlai put the tin staff in his hand on the ground, "We are all ten to eight of ten, how can it be his turn...... Just one is over? ”

He looked at Tang Qin, who was sitting on a chair drinking water in a robe, his eyes were a little dull, at this moment, he doubted Director Yang and doubted life.

"You," Zheng Rong hated a little that iron could not become steel, "Fortunately, you were leading the horse in front and did not make a rival scene with Tang Qin...... The gap between you is too big. "If the two of them are filming rival scenes, Zhang Jinlai will be crushed to the ground.

Zheng Rong and Kong Rui, although sitting on the chairs, also felt the momentum of the holy monks of the Tang and Qin generations.

"You know, what an appearance is?" Director Ren Fengpo also intends to train Zhang Jinlai.

Zhang Jinlai nodded, but his eyes were full of confusion.

debut, the unique tricks of Peking Opera performances, which are not possessed by drama and opera.

Whether it is birth, dan, net, end, ugly, which kind of character, when they appear for the first time, they will have a short pause at the "entrance of the game", which is the appearance.

If you look good, the audience will shout "Lucky Spotter" to you, and this play will be alive from the beginning!

As soon as you appear, hey, how can this be, people's hearts will immediately be half cold, and this scene will die!

Although the ground lit up in just a few seconds, the hands, eyes, and body steps all condensed all the skills, fire and weight of the actors, and the words of insiders are that as soon as you stand there, you will know how many bowls of rice you will eat!

"You also know how to make an appearance, but people don't have to say anything about this appearance, Jin Lai, you said, in front of your master, how many bowls of dried rice can you eat?" Ren Fengpo didn't joke with Zhang Jinlai, and asked him very seriously.

Zhang Jin came to snort a few times, and he had long since lost the wildness of the Monkey King.

"You, you are both twenty years old, your master is still a few years younger than you, you have to follow your master to study hard......" Zheng Rong old man tirelessly advised, "People can not only act in dramas, but also understand Peking opera, what is this, this is the ability!" ”

Zhang Jin came to look at Tang Qin again, at this time, the momentum of the holy monk on his body was gone, I saw him holding a thermos cup, talking to Mrs. Gao in the play, Miss Gao supported her "mother" and stood on the side with a smile.

At this time, Tang Qin was a sincere, modest and polite young actor.

It is like the temperament of the holy monk just now.

"Okay, eat first, and then shoot in the afternoon." Director Yang Jie's words were full of excitement, this is not easy to find, and she couldn't even imagine that it would be smooth in the morning, "Potatoes and eggplants at noon, steamed buns are enough." ”

The crew has eaten, and the onlookers have not dispersed, in their eyes, the crew is just eating and playing.

"The crew of Zhonghua TV, just eat this!"

Tang Changchang did not leave, looking at his son's thin face from a distance, this child has a lot of food, but he is not fat and does not grow meat.

"I heard Xiao Qin say that I will shoot in Hangzhou next month, or will I send lunch boxes here every day?" Zhao Mingli also felt sorry for her son, and her mother was worried that she had to eat him a little fat before her son went to Hangzhou.

"Mom, you send a boxed lunch to my brother, such a big crew, so many people, others don't eat it, people don't have a small stove, they all eat big pot rice......" Tang Qi actually prepared some sun-dried fish fillets and dried shrimp, looking at so many people, she didn't want to make a special mess for her brother.

"Pig's trotters."

In the crew, I don't know who shouted, but only one sound, hooked the minds of the entire crew and the onlookers.

"It's for those two old men, I can see that the whole crew is the highest in their seniority, and they may also be the most capable." Tang Changyuan thought so, but slowly his expression couldn't be contained, he saw that the chef was holding two pig's trotters that had just come out of the pot, and put them in front of Tang Qin, and his son was skewering two steamed buns with chopsticks, gnawing vigorously.

Tang Qi was also speechless, he didn't want to make a special scene for his younger brother, why did the crew open a small stove for him?

She saw her brother's hands swinging like fans, but the pig's trotters still had to be eaten.

"Hey, we're all potato chips, why does my master still have two pig's trotters?" Ma Dehua pretended to be Zhu Bajie and sniffed vigorously. It may be that he didn't pay attention to it himself, in private, he had already jokingly called Master Tang Qin.

"Director Yang, do we have it?"

"Do you have Zheng Lao and Kong Lao?"

……

Yang Jie looked at everyone very seriously, "No, I don't either, just Xiao Tang alone, open a small stove, this is the task given to me by Director Ruan, Xiao Tang has two pig's trotters a day." ”

Tang Qin made a mistake, everyone else was potatoes and eggplants, so he gnawed on the pig's trotters by himself, "Master Li......" He looked at the costume Master Li.

"Xiao Tang, don't give it to anyone, no one else can eat it," Director Yang Jie hurriedly stopped, "This is the task, if you don't raise yourself for nothing, how can you play Tang Seng?" Well, eat it, there's no meat left......"