The scenes on the yacht took about three days to complete, not that the performance was difficult, Sean made sufficient preparations, and there might be problems in some places, but they would be adjusted as long as they were done a few more times. However, these shots were quite fragmented and had high requirements for lighting and sets, which led to inefficiency.

Although green curtains are hung around to facilitate the background in post-production, it is not necessary to have a set, not to mention that there is such a large ship. Generally speaking, the detailed set will only target the range covered by the camera, and the venue assistant will check whether the details of the set are in place before shooting each time. In this case, the more shots in the same scene, the slower the shooting will be taken.

What's more, you have to consider the angle of the light source and simulate the light in normal weather, which makes the shooting even slower.

Of course, he didn't care about Sean's business, he just had to do his job well. In fact, he did a good job, and he had prepared for so long and held his breath, so that Mingla praised him for doing well in public.

This is a good thing. With Mingla's praise, and he often takes the initiative or passively helps with some miscellaneous work, he gave Roy Locke and others a good impression, and his popularity in the crew became better and better - except for Jude.

For some reason, he became more and more cold to him. One day during lunch, Sean accidentally touched him, so that he scolded him unhappily: Look at it.

Sean didn't want to guess anything. Anyway, it didn't matter as long as it didn't affect the filming of the movie. As I said to Frederick before, as long as I persisted in filming the movie, it would be a victory. So despite being tired these two days, in addition to the main part on the yacht, the production team also increased the shooting of other scattered shots, such as where Ripley walked by, where he came out, and what he had taken, etc.

It is said that this is the opinion of a certain producer, which can save time and efficiency. Sean, who is focused on acting, did not care until Garen reminded him.

"Don't you think the work arrangement is wrong?" Galen frowned and said to Sean lying on the trailer sofa.

"What's wrong?" Sean sat up and took it and looked at it.

"It's so full that you almost start performing in front of the camera as soon as you enter the crew, and it won't stop until the day's shooting is over. This doesn't give you any rest time," Garen said.

Hearing this, Sean immediately sat up, looking back with a serious expression.

"There is indeed a problem." He said after pondering for a moment, without any annoyance. Garen's duty is to deal with these things, and it is normal to find out earlier than him.

"Galen, help me do something..." After careful thinking, Sean waved and whispered a few words in Garen's ear.

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On the calm water, a small boat was shaking and floating, while the two men on the boat were arguing loudly.

"You are sometimes like a blood-sucking leech, you know! And... it's boring... you are really boring sometimes!" Dick squinted his eyes and looked at Ripley coldly, and said in a disgusting tone.

Ripley sat there without saying a long time, and his eyes under his glasses were holding it in their eyes, as if they were about to shed tears: "It's ridiculous. I didn't pretend to be someone else, but you have been like this."

"It's boring." Dick repeated the sentence.

"I've always been honest with you, but you...I know you're hiding something..." Ripley continued.

At this time, a "Cut" sound came from beside him, so the photographer who was operating the camera on the take-off and landing platform, the drama assistant who was soaking in the water and the microphone operator holding the boom high outside the pool, all stopped.

Mingla stood on the other side, frowned, and after a while, she walked to the pool where the boat was leaning against, and then called the photographer over: "If the lens passes from this angle and then the reflection of the frame, can it make him look like he is going to cry?"

He reached out to gesture in front of Sean as he spoke. It was obvious that the call was stopped just now because his performance was not in place.

"Also, Sean, you have a lot of small movements. If you can't control it well, just don't do it!" Then he said to him sternly.

Sean opened his mouth and wanted to defend himself, but in the end he just sighed in his heart and nodded to show that he understood. After all, he was indeed a little out of shape, and in fact he was not in good condition today.

However, the more time comes, Sean can calm down. While Mingla is still discussing with the photographer, he takes a deep breath and experience Ripley's feelings as much as possible. At this moment, he enters a state similar to what Brecht advocates, integrating into the role but keeping a distance to control it.

In the final analysis, Sean did not recognize Ripley's actions in his heart. Strictly speaking, his current mood is very similar to Ripley. He has no capital and is not well-respected. He wants to change this situation. But there is another difference. The biggest thing is that Ripley cannot control his desires. In Sean's opinion, it is difficult for a person who cannot control himself to succeed, so Ripley's tragedy was destined from the beginning, and Naomi was right.

Whether it was a temporary breakthrough or accumulating strength, Sean, who entered this state, easily grasped the key points of the character, which surprised Mingla. So after shooting the angle she mentioned earlier, he started again and gave him a close-up of his eyes.

"You did a great job, Sean, if you were like this at the beginning, we wouldn't have to take a lot of photos." After watching on the monitor a few times, Mingla said this half-jokingly.

However, the picture taken from that angle is still preserved. After all, the shooting effect is also good, and it can also lay the foundation for Ripley's emotional outbreak.

Sean, who had relaxed, felt a little tired at this time, not physically but mentally. This feeling was difficult to explain clearly, as if something had been taken away. If it were a few days ago, he might not know what was going on, but now he probably realized that it had to do with too many fragmentary shots to shoot.

It's very simple. If those fragmented shots just pass by there or get things here, they are all fine, but it will be very troublesome to invest in emotions. After all, it is not a machine, and it is impossible to change at any time. It needs to be brewed and adjusted. When the emotions required for the two shots before and after are completely opposite, the time spent on adjustment will be more.

In addition, his current performance style is closer to the methodology and is a newcomer, and he has never experienced such intensity shooting, so he used this feeling of taking time, but it is particularly obvious today.

"Shawn." Just as he was about to take a good rest, someone was calling his name.

Looking in the sound, it was a middle-aged man in his forties. Sean couldn't help but frowned, then walked over and asked in a calm tone: "Is there anything wrong, Mr. Hoberg?"

"Yes, you see, we are building a new set in another studio, and the pool here still needs to be maintained, so there is not enough staff. You are doing some small favors from time to time these days, and there is nothing else to do now. Can you help them?" the other party said with a smile.

Looking at the prop assistant who came with him, Sean nodded calmly: "No problem, Mr. Hoberg."

This situation occurs when the film starts. Either Holberg is looking for him or Chicareli is looking for him. It seems that he has completely turned to Holberg. Sean originally thought that the other party was still using the previous move to force him to complain to Mingla by constantly applying pressure, but it is probably not the case when it comes to Garen's discovery.

Soon, this was confirmed.

"You're right, Sean, these schedules are reviewed and arranged by William Hoberg," Garen, who went to inquire about the news, will finally come. "We have to do it."

Sean, who was still helping the props team, frowned and didn't say anything. In fact, this little work is nothing. No matter what, even if he is a newcomer, he is still the protagonist of the movie. Even if he comes to help, they will not assign himself heavy tasks. But in this way, he has no time to adjust himself and figure out the script. In addition, he will continue to shoot those fragmented scenes, and his condition will slowly decline. Of course, he can rest in the evening and weekends, but as soon as the work starts, he will fall soon.

"Then, after a long time, I was completely out of shape, and they could kick me out on the grounds of efficiency or other excuses," Sean explained. "I still have less experience after all. I just spent my time expanding my network and gaining a good impression. I forgot to save myself and would not seize the opportunity to adjust myself on the set, so I fell to this point."

He regretted this, and Harrington mentioned these things when he was teaching him, but at that time he was studying acting skills and was still a long way from acting in a movie, so he didn't care too much about it.

"Can't you tell the director? He should be able to detect it?" Garen asked.

"If you tell the director, then the situation I told you first will happen. If you have too many times, it will be a troublesome thing. As for the latter, the director only cares about how to complete the movie, and most of the fragmented shots are left to others for responsibility, and even if you see them by chance, you won't care." Sean smiled bitterly.

"Is this the only way?" Galen was a little discouraged.

Sean was silent for a moment, and suddenly raised his head: "Galen, do you still remember the... verse in your father's study?"

Then, without waiting for his answer, he whispered in Chinese: "How to deal with it if the world slanders me, bullies me, insults me, laughs at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, and lies with me? Just tolerate him, let him, avoid him, be patient, respect him, ignore him, and stay for a few more years."

"What does it mean?" Galen looked confused. He was only interested in dishes about China, and Sean knew it, so he explained it immediately.

"Is this too negative?" Garen shouted immediately. "If those two bastards keep targeting each other, would you always pretend that you didn't see it? This is not like what you would do."
Chapter completed!