Chapter 44: Fake Drama Really Done
Women chase men, and women should take the initiative, this is Director Yang Jie's request.
Because according to the original order of the script, before Tang Seng appreciated the national treasure at night, there was a scene in the middle of the garden, and this location scene was to be filmed in Hangzhou, but this scene allowed the two to understand each other.
Zhu Lin took the initiative to find Tang Qin early this morning, since it was two people visiting the garden, Director Yang meant, you just go to the Lion Forest, and the whole crew will shoot other scenes, and no one is allowed to follow.
"Then Xiao Tang won't kidnap the king of his daughter country, right?" The drama Xiao Sun had a sour taste in and out of his words.
"I'm still afraid that she will eat Tang Qin." As an iron buddy, Li Chengru immediately scolded him.
"Zhu Lin is not a goblin...... Zhang Jin defended Zhu Lin, unconsciously, they no longer call the two of them the characters in the play, but call them by their names, in their hearts, Tang Qin is Tang Seng, and Zhu Lin is the king of the daughter country.
"Director, does it have to be like this?" Tang Qin found Director Yang Jie, and Qiu Peining stood behind the director.
"It has to be like this, the next scene is the main event, and a link must not be sloppy." Director Yang is really ready to make the episode of Journey to the West a Dream of Red Mansions.
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Autumn in Suzhou is different from other places, to put it simply, it is probably a piece of ginkgo, a leaf of red maple, is a osmanthus bar, beautiful and colorful.
Washing clothes by the well, rocking the streets and passing through the white walls and gray tiles, and wandering in Suzhou with the king of the daughter country are also fun.
"Drink water, I have bread here." The two walked into the lion forest side by side, handsome men and women, and immediately attracted a lot of attention, "Xiao Tang, you say, why can't I find a feeling?" β
Zhu Lin understands that from the perspective of this era, the king of the daughter country is pursuing Tang Qin, and women are chasing men, mainly in themselves, but although Tang Qin is handsome, he is just appreciating it now.
Tang Qin also understands that as a famous calendar girl, Zhu Lin is afraid that she has seen too much from her childhood to adulthood, and ordinary men can't enter her heart.
The two of them didn't walk fast, slowly walking through the garden scenery, Zhu Lin was not moved, Tang Qin was really moved.
Zhu Lin's beauty lies in her beautiful appearance, her gentle character, her elegant temperament, and her superb acting skills.
"The front is the Lake Pavilion in the Lion Forest, why don't we try the lines of the garden?" Zhu Lin proposed.
Tang Qin sighed lightly and followed Zhu Lin onto the winding covered bridge.
In this world, the most beautiful love may be love at first sight, and the most miserable love in the world may also be love at first sight, because it is like fireworks, after the momentary glory, most of what is left is a long time of melancholy and regret.
It is also written in the script:
In the royal garden, the maple leaves are like fire, the grass and trees are affectionate, the mandarin ducks are playing in the water, and the clear stream is murmuring.
Accustomed to the treacherous mountains and rivers, walking side by side with the beautiful woman in the small bridge and flowing water, Tang Seng is somewhat strange.
And the queen who stepped down from the throne showed her true colors as a daughter, smiling and groaning, and her veins were full of affection.
"Brother Yu, are you feeling better today?" Zhu Lin's earnest greetings were clearly full of affection.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, the poor monk has recovered as before." Tang Qin replied.
"That's good," Zhu Lin walked forward with a smile, "Look at that mandarin duck playing in the water, like glue and paint, how cheerful, isn't it?" It seems to be a casual remark, but it has another deep meaning.
"Your Majesty really saw it, and the poor monk didn't pay attention to it." Tang Qin could only dodge Zhu Lin's fiery gaze.
Zhu Lin smiled, "Why do birds and butterflies in heaven and earth have to be in pairs?" β
"This has been the case since the beginning of heaven and earth."
"Royal Brother...... Brother," Zhu Lin seemed to hesitate, but still boldly said the word brother, "Is it okay not to learn from the scriptures?" Her eager gaze was full of anticipation.
"Why are there lonely men and widows like us in the world, who can't be in pairs? Why is the royal brother willing to keep the lonely lamp with the ancient Buddha and fly alone? A slightly complaining question, but a tender one.
Tang Qin sighed.
The holy monk is not unsavouring the fireworks of the world, with his natural intelligence, how can he not understand the deep meaning of this side knock? It's just that the heavy responsibility of learning from the experience is on his shoulders, and the promise of the Tang King is first, which cannot be changed or violated.
But how can you refuse this tenderness?
"Your Majesty, the poor monk is allowed to become a Buddha, precisely to save all sentient beings, so that there will be no more killing disputes in the world, and there will be no more resentful women and husbands in the world."
Tang Qin had no choice but to throw out the ideal of purifying all sentient beings as a prevarication, even though he knew that it was so vulnerable.
Sure enough, this brittle pretext was lightly broken by the queen: "Since the royal brother has such feelings, then there are all living beings in front of you who need to be rescued!" β
Tang Qin really didn't want to answer anymore, he felt that his golden body had been broken, and Tang Qin and Tang Seng had become two people again.
"Oops, I'm not good at acting," Seeing that Tang Qin was silent, Zhu Lin smiled, "I, I've only been training in the training class of BJ Film Academy for three months, you say, how can I quickly like someone?" How is this going to be played? β
"Then you have to ...... You have to plant a seed. β
"Seeds?" There was an indissoluble tenderness in Zhu Lin's eyes, which made Tang Qin have to continue.
"This seed is actually where the character overlaps with ourselves, and more specifically, it is a certain bit of the characteristics of the two that coincide......"
"It's not about imitating the image, it's about being the image, living in the image, and asking for a real experience in the process of creation."
This is what the Stanley system requires of actors.
"There are actually a lot of seeds of human character, you dig out from your seed, and then find one that is similar to the character and amplify it, and it becomes a character, for example, you find a person who is similar to the character of the king of the daughter country,...... But if you don't have it in your body at all, you really can't act......"
This is also the requirement of the Stanley system for actors.
Oh, that's right!
"Do you have seeds?" Zhu Lin asked suddenly.
I have ......, Tang Qin is embarrassed, seeing his appearance, Zhu Lin smiled instead.
"Watching the snow ...... in the Lake Pavilion" The scenery in front of her was beautiful, and Zhu Lin couldn't help but read it.
Tang Qin immediately continued, "In December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, Yu lives in West Lake. After three days of heavy snowfall, the people and birds in the lake were overwhelming......"
Oh, Zhu Lin looked at him steadily, "...... The shadow on the lake, only a trace of the long causeway, a little pavilion in the center of the lake, and a mustard in the remaining boat, and two or three people in the boat...... Do you like to read? β
Beauty is in the bones and not in the skin, Zhu Lin's beauty lies more in the temperament she exudes, she is actually a female literary youth of this era, "I am not ashamed to say that I have read almost all foreign masterpieces, and even more than one version." β
Her style comes from the books she has read, and she has studied dance since she was a child, so she has more of a fascinating atmosphere.
"Do you like poetry?" The two seemed to be able to talk together.
"I like it," Tang Qin said with a smile, "Who doesn't like poetry these days." β
This year, the 80s, was a glorious era full of youthful passion and ideals, and it was also a golden age of modern poetry.
In this era, people's love for poetry and the pursuit of poets are like the craze for pop stars in later generations.
Almost all people with a bit of culture are reading, copying and writing poems, and at this time, literary and artistic youth gatherings must talk about poetry, and they will not improvise a few poems, and they are embarrassed to say that they are literate.
Bei Dao, Gu Cheng, Yang Lian, Shu Ting, Meng Ke, Zhai Yongming, Hai Zi, Xi Chuan, Han Dong, Xi Murong, Wang Guozhen...... They are comparable to stars in this era!
"At twenty-two, I crawled out of the swamp of youth, like a scarred six-stringed instrument, dumb in the theme of wanderingβhere you are
I walk towards you
With eyes as bright as bellflowers
You say you like my eyes
Wipe my bare loneliness
Lonely? Why are you always lonely? β
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Zhu Lin sat down slowly, the Tang Qin in his eyes was not Tang Seng, he was Tang Qin, the poems were so good, as if they were written for her, but why did he see through my loneliness?
Oh, she seems to have found her seed.
ββ¦β¦ That's when you're getting wet in my retina
I flipped through a book of poetry on my lap, a book of Whitman's poems
I saw that you were a pure white bird
I'm thinking, what are you thinking
I know that the beautiful cage has imprisoned you, and it has nurtured your loneliness and beautiful silence......"
Tang Qin continued to recite, but Zhu Lin stood up gently, walked to his side, and took his hand, Tang Qin tried to pull it out, but found that it was just in vain.
"This man is happy enough, and his girlfriend is so beautiful......
"What do I think, this woman is like a movie star, and the man is like a TV star......"
"Comrade, did you write this poem yourself?"
When the two turned around, they found that a group of young people had gathered around them at some point.
Tang Seng glanced at Zhu Lin, her face was slightly red, but her hand was still holding Tang Qin tightly.
"Let's go." The more people gathered, Tang Qin couldn't stay.
"Comrade, did you write this poem, what do you call it? We're halfway there...... Can you recite them all? β
"Is there a second half?" Zhu Lin was dragged out of the garden by Tang Qin, but she was also thinking about this poem.
"Hey, comrade, don't go, the second half ......"
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"How?"
In the evening, Zhu Lin came to Director Yang's room, Director Yang was holding the portrait of Tang Seng and looking at it carefully, in the play, this is the portrait of Tang Seng painted by the king of the daughter country.
"This is painted by Xiao Tang, is it okay?"
Is it? Zhu Lin's eyes lit up, such a fine brushwork, it was really difficult for him.
"I ask you, how's it going, have you found your feelings?" Director Yang smiled and continued to ask.
"Found it," Zhu Lin blushed, but there was a thousand styles between the twists, she raised her head and smiled, "Simply put, it's four words." β
"What four words?" Director Yang asked.
"Fake drama is really done!" Zhu Lin's eyes glowed.