"Each department prepares for the second session."

Everyone was busy and they were all there.

“action!”

A hit with the game.

The housekeeper Lao Huang appeared and saw him wearing a short blow, a black scarf hanging on his arm, walking along the corridor.

Wang Dalun gently dusted the dust on his body. People from that era went back to ancient times. People wearing long gowns or robes were all cultured and had a certain social status. Therefore, they removed the dust on their bodies by gently dusting them with their fingers, rather than patting them. Patting was a move that only vulgar people would do. Tianzhuangzhuang had specially trained them for this detail before. Wang Dalun's movements were undoubtedly very decent, but he couldn't help but cough twice. Weak people would easily cough if they used a little force.

"Young Master, Master, look, you've caught a cold again! Come on, put the scarf around." Old Huang ran over and gave the scarf with both hands.

Tian Zhuangzhuang couldn't help frowning. The old performing artist who played Lao Huang was found by the deputy director from the Shanghai People's Art Theater. He spoke with a strong Shanghai-language Mandarin, which undoubtedly met his original conditions for selecting actors. However, his body was a bit too rich, which was not very consistent with the image of a capable servant he imagined. Moreover, this performance was a little exaggerated. You should know that although Lao Huang was a servant, he grew up watching Dai Liyan, both a servant and an elder. Therefore, when treating Dai Liyan, there was also a kind of blame for his younger generation not paying attention to their health.

Obviously, the old actor did not realize this. Although the performance was very good, it was not something Tian Zhuangzhuang wanted. But the other party was an old artist of the Shanghai People's Art Theater after all, so he still had to take some face into consideration. He did not stop and wanted to continue to look down.

"Um!"

Wang Dalun turned his head, smiled reluctantly, and took the scarf from Lao Huang.

"Click!"

This time, Wang Dalun had a problem, and Tianzhuangzhuang called for a stop without hesitation.

He took off his headset and ran over and said, "Dalun, you were wrong just now. You shouldn't be like this. You are the eldest son of the Dai family and the head of the family. In front of the servants, you should have the momentum of the head of the family, which is the momentum that the young master of a wealthy family has developed since childhood. Even if the family is ruined, the momentum cannot be lost. This is something in the bones.

Also, Dai Liyan was sick for a long time and was very irritable. He didn't have to pretend to behave at home and don't laugh deliberately."

Listening to Tian Zhuangzhuang's dancing analysis, Wang Dalun remembered that there was a scene in which Zhou Puyuan took Fanyi home while filming the thunderstorm. At that time, Lu Gui, played by Reggsheng, helped open the car door and welcome the master home with a flattering look, but Zhou Puyuan, played by Bao Fang, got off the car and didn't even look at Lu Gui after he got off the car. Until he was about to ask him to do things, he glanced at Lu Gui condescendingly.

Wang Dalun realized that this was the momentum of the head of a wealthy family in Tianzhuangzhuang. His performance just now was indeed too petty.

"Director, I understand."

Tianzhuangzhuang took the opportunity to point out Lao Huang's shortcomings. The old actor happened to be surnamed Huang, "Teacher Huang, you were a little too flattering just now. Let's take a little bit later."

The first time I cooperated, and the other party's age and qualifications were there, Tianzhuangzhuang said it very tactfully. Teacher Huang was also very cheerful and nodded with confidence, "Come on a little bit, right? No problem!"

“action!”

Starting over, although Lao Huang took a little bit and was not as flattering as before, Tianzhuangzhuang still whispered a little "tsk" and shook his head, but was still not very satisfied. Teacher Huang's performance always gave him a feeling of being too deliberate. Fortunately, Wang Dalun's performance met his expectations. He saw him holding the front of the long gown with one hand, slowly walking forward, looking forward, and taking the scarf presented by Lao Huang with both hands casually.

He put on a scarf and sat down on the bench in the corridor, leaned his hand on the railing, looked at the flowers and trees in the yard, breathing a long sigh, as if he was tired, and as if he was sighing for his weak body.

The moving shot finally stopped and froze on him.

"Spring is here!" Wang Dalun said quietly, his voice soft and weak.

Lao Huang, who was standing outside the camera, said with a line: "Oh, spring is just a child's face, you can change it at any time! When the old lady is here, you won't let the clothes of winter be put away in this solar term! When the master is here, you have to bring a big suitcase when going out on this solar term! This God changes as soon as he says, some are cold and some are hot."

"The train was calling just now. Is the wife back?" He interrupted the butler's nostalgia for the past. His wife Yuwen went out to buy vegetables every day and went home every day when the train was calling.

"Young grandma is going to buy vegetables, but she hasn't come back yet." Old Huang said.

He sighed, and there was always an inexplicable irritation in his heart. He took off the scarf he had just put on and said, "Take the scarf back. It's still a little hot on it. It's spring."

The fat old Huang stepped forward and walked into the camera. He took the scarf with both hands and shook it off. While folding it up, he smiled and said, "It's spring, the young master's health should be better, oh?"

"Well, I'm afraid it's similar to here, so it's rare to clean up." Wang Dalun looked at the messy yard and said pessimisticly.

"Oh, Master! It's so peaceful now! As for the house, you can clean up slowly. My heart is relaxed. Master, my complexion has been much better these days." Lao Huang quickly comforted.

After hearing what Lao Huang said, Wang Dalun, who was originally listless, sat upright, moved his hand gently twice, and said as if he was comforting himself: "Well, it seems that he has some strength."

"Have you changed the prescription today?" Lao Huang asked again.

"No! Let's take a look." His tone became a little heavy. Drinking medicine for years has become a habit and a torture for him.

"Oh!" Lao Huang nodded repeatedly.

"Click!"

After Tianzhuangzhuang shouted, he hesitated for a moment before shouting. He was satisfied with the performance of King Dalun in this drama, but he always felt that Lao Huang was a little awkward. He couldn't say what the specific awkward was, so he could only barely shout it.

Tianzhuang likes to use long shots. Generally speaking, directors like to use long shots when the budget is not tight, especially in a specific narrow range like Spring in Small Town, where there are only five actors, the proportion of long shots is very high.

From the beginning of the Spring of Small Town, Tianzhuangzhuang only set up more than 100 shots, which is absolutely crazy. You should know that the number of ordinary movie shots is about 800, and the more ones can reach 1,22. This is only the domestic level. For very cool action movies like foreign countries, there are as many as thousands or even tens of thousands of shots.

The two shots that started today were both short and long, and they were all done smoothly. There were two more shots in the plan, both short and long. The short shot was Yuwen who came back from buying vegetables and medicine, walked through the alley at the back door, and then pushed the door into the yard. The long shot was a couple meeting in the yard. Yuwen was like a passerby to her husband, Dai Liyan called her, and then the couple had a conversation about the issue of medicine. Dai Liyan suddenly lost his composure and threw the medicine to the ground.

Compared to long lenses, short lenses are obviously very simple, without lines, only Yuwen walks along the alley to the door, and then opens the door and enters the yard. No one suspects that this lens should be able to pass it soon, but the problem just arises.

"Crack! No, Xiao Hu, you are walking like this, start over."

"Stop! Still not right. I said that you are in a different mood when you walk, and your way of walking and gait are different. But no matter what, you can't make a big stride. Start over!"

"Click, start again!"

"Click! No!"

"Click!"

Oh my God, this short shot that took less than a minute has been taken back and forth for more than twenty times. Even though Hu Jingfan did not wear high heels, he was just the old-fashioned flat-heeled women's leather shoes, but he couldn't stand it when he walked over and over again!

"Click!"

When Tianzhuangzhuang called for a stop again, the people around him stopped talking, Hu Jingfan's eyes were full of confusion, and the last few times were not even as good as the scene at the beginning.

"Forget it, take a ten-minute break and everyone is ready for the next game."

Tianzhuangzhuang obviously noticed Hu Jingfan's changes, so she had to temporarily put this shot down, and called Hu Jingfan over and said something with a dance.

The next scene is about to be Wang Dalun. He sat on the bench in the corridor and saw Yuwen enter the door, then walked over and talk and lost his temper. He walked back and forth twice, silently in his mind the scene he thought was the most suitable.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and after the conversation, Hu Jingfan's mental state seemed to be getting better. This girl is really strong. She has been ngoring more than twenty times in a row and has to be scolded by the director in front of so many people. Generally, thin-skinned girls will not be able to stand it, and they may cry in public.

Although the movements in the next few times were somewhat deformed, she persisted after all. Wang Dalun guessed that this had something to do with her long-term acting dramas. The drama, a drama performed on the stage, must minimize mistakes, which requires the actors to rehearse over and over again, and even repeat them dozens or even hundreds of times.

In the second scene, the camera moved from the alley outside the back door to the garden separated by a wall, and layed on the track again. Li Pingbin liked to take still shots while the camera was moving, which is probably his photography style.

“action!”

The camera aimed at the already broken back door. With a "creak", the door was pushed open from the outside. Wang Dalun, who was sitting on the bench in the corridor, subconsciously turned his head and looked at the door, although the camera's lens was not on him at this time. This was something he deliberately asked so that when the camera turned to him, there was a kind of emotional or physical continuity.

Hu Jingfan walked in from outside with a bamboo basket, closed the door, and turned his face to face the camera. This was something Tianzhuangzhuang deliberately asked, because Dai Liyan, who was sitting on the bench in the corridor, was on the other side of the camera. This not only implied that Yu Wen did not want to face Dai Liyan's sick face, but also through the lens of her face, it showed that when she entered this home, she would always feel unspeakable sorrow and depression.

But when Hu Jingfan just turned to face the camera, he heard Tianzhuangzhuang shouting: "Stop!"

"Xiao Hu, it's not right for you to turn your face like this! You look here and I said you can't turn your head first and then your eyes first, you have to turn it around together. Do you understand?"

This time, Hu Jingfan seemed to have learned his lesson. She thought for a while, then turned her face and said, "Director, is that true?"

Tian Zhuangzhuang stood beside the camera with her waist on her waist, frowned and shook her head, "No, your actions just now have passed. You should turn your eyes first and then turn your head. I have already said that you have to turn around together."

Hu Jingfan tried several more times, but it didn't meet the director's requirements. Tian Zhuangzhuang was a little anxious and ran over to show her personally, chattering: "Look clearly, you have to turn like this. You are the usual habit of turning your head and then your eyes floated over. This is not a person in the spring of a small town. This will look too dusty or too scheming."

The unceremonious comments made Hu Jingfan's face flush. She didn't say anything anymore. She just looked at the director's actions and tried over and over again, but the effect was still not good!

"Bang!" Finally, Tianzhuangzhuang threw the script in her hand on the small table next to the monitor, waved her hand and said, "I'll be here for the time being today, I won't shoot it anymore!"

"Huh--" The staff at the scene breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. The director called for a stop for the two shots just now, which was also a torture for the staff. Originally, the first two shots were shot smoothly, and they thought it was a good sign, but they didn't expect it to be the result, and even the pre-developed today's shooting plan was not completed.

"Xiao Hu, wait a moment."

Tianzhuang Zhuang stopped Hu Jingfan, who was lowering his head and preparing to leave silently, and said, "Your turn-around work is not up to date. You have to go back and practice in front of the mirror. You must turn your head and eyes together, and you must understand. There are many jade-patterned turns in the play. If you don't practice well, you can't shoot the play. Also, you can't walk. You can't walk like this. You have a way to walk in cheongsam. Then you have to feel the basic steps first. Well, from today on, you are not allowed to wear casual clothes, so you have to wear cheongsam for me. If you wear cheongsam, you will walk back from the scene every day. It doesn't matter if you walk slowly. You walk early, but you have to know how to walk your basic steps. After you are free, you may adjust your steps according to your own mood. Whether you turn your face or walk, there may be many things in this play. Do you understand?"

Damn! It took at least two or three kilometers to walk from Huihetang to the hotel in the town. Tianzhuangzhuang actually asked Hu Jingfan to walk back in a cheongsam. Everyone couldn't help but look at each other. This was a bit too much!

Hu Jingfan made a mistake, and the poor girl could only nod and said, "Director, I understand."

Okay, I only took two shots on the first day of the filming, and it ended in a hurry. Wang Dalun looked at Xin Baiqing, who was wearing good makeup and dressed in costumes. This guy just waited for a while and stopped taking pictures in the end. I guess he would be very depressed now.
Chapter completed!