Chapter one hundred and seventy first special case
Shuidian Film and Television City is a large-scale film and television city gathered together with more than 30 large and small film and television bases and more than 100 studios.
It contains buildings from all dynasties in the ancient Bactria Kingdom, and the filming location of "Mr. Zombie" was located in the residential city of the former dynasty.
In the former residential city, a certain studio was decorated like a teahouse.
More than a dozen extras sat around several square tables, pretending to be customers in the teahouse, chatting and laughing.
In the direction in front of them, two cameras were set up to take pictures.
"This way please."
The extra actors playing waiters led Lin Zhengan and Lin Haoran into the frame and to the square table in the center of the screen.
The actor who played Mr. Ren was sitting on a chair. When he saw the two people approaching, he quickly stood up and greeted: "Hello, Uncle Jiu!"
"Master Ren."
Lin Zheng'an greeted him politely, turned around and told Lin Haoran: "Call Mr. Ren quickly!"
"Master Ren!"
Lin Haoran put on a smile and said hello.
"stop!"
Behind the monitor, Song Qi suddenly called for a stop.
The crew stopped in response, like a running machine that stopped for an instant. All the actors fell silent, and the staff rushed forward and began to restore the scenery and props.
In the center of the screen, several actors stood in place with different expressions.
The old god "Master Ren" is here, quietly waiting for the next shot.
Lin Zhengan looked at his son beside him silently, with a worried look on his face.
Lin Haoran stood quietly on the spot, his eyes a little absent-minded.
This is already the eighteenth time the same scene has been shot, and the scene of walking up to say hello to Mr. Ren has been shot eighteen times and has not yet passed.
"Wen Cai! What happened? Can you do it?"
Behind the monitor, Song Qi stood up, stared at Lin Haoran and yelled angrily: "Such a simple play, you have to play it over and over again, and let so many people play with you alone? If you can't play it, speak up as soon as possible, and I will do it right away.
Substitute!"
"I'm sorry, director, please give me another one..."
Lin Haoran's throat was dry and he spoke a little numbly.
His voice had no confidence at all, because he had said this sentence eighteen times.
Song Qi did not answer him, but turned around and ordered: "Take a rest for ten minutes!"
The tense atmosphere relaxed a little. The crew drank water, went to the toilet, and took their time to rest.
"Haoran, would you like to drink some water?"
Lin Zhengan pulled Lin Haoran aside and gave him the water glass.
"I'm not thirsty."
Lin Haoran said in a muffled voice and sat in a corner.
"Uncle Lin."
Song Qi came closer and smiled at Lin Zhengan to encourage him: "You did a good job. You are in character. Keep up the good work."
"Thank you, director."
Lin Zheng'an thanked him and then whispered: "Director, Haoran may be too nervous. Don't be too anxious. If you let him try a few more times, it should be fine."
"Um."
Song Qi smiled and didn't say much. He just looked at the dejected Lin Haoran and turned around to leave.
After returning to the monitor, Song Qi picked up the water glass and took a sip of water, then adjusted the position of the camera to capture Lin Haoran.
He deliberately shouted stop so many times. In fact, the first few shots were barely usable, but Song Qi just wanted to stop.
After filming over and over again, Lin Haoran's performance became worse and worse, even worse than at the beginning, but Song Qi knew that this had just achieved the initial effect he wanted.
Actors need to be adjusted. If there is no veteran actor to guide the performance, they can only be polished bit by bit through the director.
Although Lin Haoran's acting skills are somewhat spiritual, they are still far from being able to support the male lead.
Although the role of Wen Cai was a bit frustrating, it was really difficult to play.
If you want to perform a state of decline, depression, low self-esteem and sensitivity, you will definitely not be able to achieve it with Lin Haoran's acting skills.
Therefore, Song Qi could only use this high-pressure shooting to get Lin Haoran into the state as quickly as possible.
This is also a method and technique of the director.
Just like some actors can't cry during a crying scene, and the director scolds them, or simply slaps them in the face, and the actors can instantly burst into tears. These are all techniques used to deal with special circumstances under special circumstances.
However, blind pressure is not the answer. Actors need correct guidance to make progress.
So, after waiting for Lin Haoran to think about it for a few minutes, Song Qi called him over.
"director."
Lin Haoran stood in front of Song Qi with frowning eyes, submissive and not daring to speak.
"Do you know why I keep telling you to stop?"
Song Qi asked him.
"Because I'm not good at acting."
Lin Haoran replied in a low voice.
"It's not that you didn't act well, it's that you acted wrong."
Song Qi explained: "I asked you to write a biography of a character, and what you wrote was completely copied from the script, without your own understanding at all. The character of the literary talent is timid and lustful, but he is kind and righteous in his heart, but you
Do you know why he formed this kind of personality?"
"I don't know." Lin Haoran shook his head.
"Why don't you know?" Song Qi asked.
Lin Haoran gave him a submissive look and whispered: "Because you didn't write it in the script."
"That's why I asked you to write a biography!"
Song Qi stared at him seriously: "You can design why he has this kind of character. It could be because of his family background, it could be because he was bullied since childhood, or it could be because he is ugly. In short, you can design the reason yourself.
As long as the performance of Ali's effect can meet my requirements...but what did you write?"
"..."
Lin Haoran lowered his head, looking ashamed.
"Remember this feeling."
Song Qi said earnestly and thoughtfully: "There is this emotional component in the mentality of literary talents. Go back and try to figure it out."
"knew."
Lin Haoran turned around and left. Song Qi took out the gum box and threw two pieces into his mouth.
It's almost done. After two more days of grinding, Lin Haoran should be able to enter the state.
"director."
Lin Zheng'an came over with a thermos cup and said with a smile: "I went to the kitchen this morning and brewed some herbal tea to remove internal heat and cleanse the liver. You can drink some! This will prevent you from getting angry in a hurry."
"Thank you, Uncle Lin. Thank you, Uncle Lin. You are considerate."
Song Qi quickly thanked him.
Every actor is different, and the methods of training and coaching are also different.
Lin Zhengan is a pure newcomer. For such a person to act, it is normal for him to perform poorly, but it is abnormal for him to perform well.
Therefore, for him, we cannot use forced shooting techniques. We must give him enough encouragement to make him more and more confident, so that he can support Uncle Jiu's confident and strong aura.
On the other side, Lin Haoran returned to the corner and sat down.
Seeing Lin Zhengan chatting and laughing with Song Qi, he suddenly became a little anxious.
He originally thought that after becoming the male lead in Song Qi's new movie, he would become famous quickly.
But he didn't expect that when it came to the official filming, he couldn't even pass the first shot, which made him both disappointed and self-blame.
Looking around, he searched for Bai Shuang's figure.
In the past few days, Bai Shuang has been encouraging him, and unconsciously, Bai Shuang has become his psychological support.
Suddenly, he saw Bai Shuang's figure, but what he saw at the same time was another scene that he couldn't accept.
Bai Shuang was sitting with Dou Huan, the actor who played Qiu Sheng, talking and laughing, and even took out the grapes from the crisper and fed them to Dou Huan's mouth.
Chapter completed!