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Chapter 45 Advertising(2/2)

Add this phrase."

Zhu Shengguo understood what Jia Zhangke meant, laughed, and said: "I have always heard that art comes from life and is higher than life. Now I can really see it."

Early the next morning, when we arrived at the studio, Xu Rong met the heroine.

While drinking yesterday, he had already heard from Zhu Shengguo that the heroine was a newcomer introduced by a friend of Chairman Bai Queling.

He is also from a Chinese opera background.

After meeting each other, Xu Rong understood why Bai Queling agreed to let a newcomer play the female lead in the commercial, even though she didn't know him.

The image is indeed quite stunning.

When saying hello, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Sometimes, people are incomparable. He is good-looking, and he is from a Chinese drama background, so his professional skills go without saying.

The future is promising.

The first day of filming did not go well. The crew recruited a group of young people who were pursuing their dreams to act as working people and filmed three scenes in the workplace.

Only one shot was taken. Jia Zhangke and Xu Rong looked at each other and smiled bitterly at each other.

Unreal.

Xu Rong has been to Hairun so many times and has a pretty good idea of ​​what people in the workplace look like and what their status is.

Marketing Director Tian Yaoyang saw the two of them finished shooting and were speechless, but stopped shooting. He asked in surprise: "Director Jia, what's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Jia Zhangke asked: "Do you feel that these people don't look alike?"

Tian Yaoyang nodded and asked: "I just saw that Teacher Xu looks more like him than anyone else. Can you solve it through technical means?"

Jia Zhangke smiled bitterly and said: "You think too highly of me. Technology really can't solve this problem."

Xu Rong thought for a while and asked: "Mr. Tian, ​​can we go directly to your company to shoot? There is no need to drag them over, just keep them in a normal state."

"No problem. You didn't know it before you came here. Many colleagues want to come over and have a look." Tian Yaoyang said half-jokingly. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and said, "Let me say hello first."

When Tian Yaoyang contacted the company, Jia Zhangke also took out his mobile phone and asked: "Mr. Xu, please leave your phone number. If there is an opportunity to cooperate in the future?"

Although he had just filmed a scene and it was not finished yet, he could see that Xu Rong's performance was not like that of a junior student majoring in acting at the same school. He was very capable.

"Okay, that's what I asked for." Xu Rong hurriedly waved to Xu Xing, asked for his cell phone, and exchanged contact information with Jia Zhangke.

But in his heart, he had other thoughts. He admired Jia Zhangke's rigor, but would never cooperate with him in production other than commercials.

Because for him, Jia Zhangke has a fatal flaw: the movies he makes may be profitable, but they don't make big money.

Most of the time, Jia Zhangke can only rely on his family's coal mine to support his family, and he just enjoys making movies.

Xu Rong is the complete opposite to him. He has not yet achieved financial freedom, so he cannot let himself go and do things based on his preferences.

The three workplace scenes were filmed for a day and a half. Xu Rong didn't know whether this was Jia Zhangke's usual exquisiteness as a film director, or whether it was because commercials were short and had to be delicate.

But in terms of feeling, it is really comfortable, even if the number of NGs is more than before.

On the third day, the crew officially moved to the studio and began filming his scenes with the heroine.

"Everyone is quiet."

...

"a."

Xu Rong stood at the door, hurriedly tying his tie. The girl, wearing pajamas, poked her head out of the bathroom: "Can't you flush the toilet after you use it?"

"Card."

Xu Rong also frowned, because when the girl spoke just now, the image of an angry woman did not appear in his mind.

Jia Zhangke and Xu Rong looked at each other, with strong suspicion in their eyes at the same time. The words just mentioned were very similar to Ma Yuan's professional background in Nortel.

In short, it is more amateur than amateur.

Xu Rong was silent and glanced at the girl. She didn't see the basic skills that the Chinese Opera should have for four years. In his impression, the basic skills of the Chinese Opera and the Shang Opera were quite solid, even if they couldn't compare.

Song Jia, but it has to be similar to Sui Junbo.

Considering that the other party was still a newcomer, he actually didn't have high expectations, but there was no hint of any change in the other party's tone. It was like water flowing downwards, flowing too naturally.

Jia Zhangke took off his headphones, smiled and said to the girl: "You must have an expression on your face, and there must be emotion in your voice, that expression of disgust."

The girl blinked her big, watery eyes and said rather aggrievedly: "I do."

"Let me show you." Jia Zhangke didn't know whether he was softened by the girl's cute appearance or worried about her background. He scratched his head. He really couldn't figure it out. A Nortel employee could speak so well.

It creates a picture in people's minds, but it would be outrageous for someone who is in the middle of a drama to describe the wide eyes as an expression.

"Okay, please director."

Jia Zhangke rolled up his sleeves and went into battle himself, frowning slightly, glaring his eyes, and his voice suddenly became much higher: "Can you flush the toilet after you use it?"

Xu Rong's lips moved impulsively, and he turned his face away. Not to mention, Jia Zhangke's acting was quite realistic, except that he looked a little happy with the messy hair that he hadn't washed for several days.

After Jia Zhangke finished demonstrating, he turned to look at the girl and asked, "Have you learned it?"

"Learned it!"

"Okay, everyone is quiet."

...

"a."

"Can you flush the toilet after you use it?"

Jia Zhangke covered his face helplessly, wishing he could greet the eight generations of Zhu Shengguo's ancestors. This was not the "icing on the cake" mentioned earlier. He was obviously just giving himself an ancestor.

After a while, he took the palm off his face and said, "Take a rest first and find your emotions."

As he spoke, he looked at Tian Yaoyang, walked over, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Tian, ​​can someone else play the female lead?"

"Haha, Director Jia, this..." Tian Yaoyang smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I'm afraid I can't make the decision. How about I call and ask for permission?"

As he spoke, he saw that Jia Zhangke only had squinted eyes, and gave him a smile, and said to him and Xu Rong who came over: "Director Jia, Teacher Xu, you two have worked hard."

Jia Zhangke scratched his head, looked at Xu Rong, and said, "Teacher Xu, why don't you work hard and give guidance to others?"

Xu Rong waved his hand. He didn't do this kind of thing. A relatively unknown newcomer came to shoot the heroine of a commercial. There must be someone standing behind her. The girl herself didn't say a word. He rushed to catch up, and they also

I may not be grateful, and I can't even turn around and scold him.

He couldn't bear the reputation of being a good teacher.

The examples of Tong Zirong and Zhou Jie are all there.

If you do this kind of thing too often, it is easy to form a habit, and it is also a habit that can easily bury yourself.

Jia Zhangke had no choice but to find the little girl again, talking and making gestures for a long time.

Then he waited for a while, then turned to Xu Rong and said, "Teacher Xu, why don't you walk through it first?"

"Okay." Xu Rong naturally wouldn't refuse this proposal. Anyway, it's just a tie twice more.

After walking through it once, Jia Zhangke went up again to demonstrate for himself.

But why did Xu Rong look at it? Jia Zhangke seemed to be enjoying it. Maybe if he were an ugly person, he would have a different face.

He is not making bad assumptions about people out of thin air. After all, only men understand men best.

At half noon, the girl walked up to Xu Rong, who had been resting for a long time. She held a bottle of drink and said with a smile: "Mr. Xu, have a drink of water. Can I ask you a question?"

Xu Rong stood up hurriedly, hesitated for a moment, and then answered the call, smiling and saying: "You're too polite, I can't ask for advice. Let's learn from each other."

"Teacher Xu, you are too polite." The girl smiled and asked, "That's right, how do you think we can accurately find that angry and helpless emotion?"

"This, huh, actually I don't quite understand."

"Teacher Xu, please help me."

Xu Rong looked at the girl's sad and angry expression, and suddenly realized that beauty turned out to be a very sharp weapon. He smiled bitterly and said: "Then... I will simply share my experience, mainly

Rely on emotional memory, just take out the emotions you have experienced when you need them."

"Uh, what's more specific, the kind of expression I want to express?"

Xu Rong thought for a while and said, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"without..."

Xu Rong sighed silently. The lack of life experience is a flaw for an actor, because it is impossible to find the corresponding emotions. He pondered for a while and then asked: "Then can you accept large scales?"

Sex scene?"

"Ah..." The girl was startled for a moment, and then said after a pause, "No...it's not possible."

Xu Rong looked at her face turned to one side, blinked, and asked in a low voice: "Have you ever taken a photo?"

"Taked...patted."

"Then this will be easier to handle. Just imagine the state you were in before filming the sex scene. You were unwilling to accept it, felt wronged, and angry, but you were forced to accept it. You kept thinking about it in your mind."

Seeing her nodding, Xu Rong smiled and said: "These are some of my experiences. You can try them to see if they work, but first, I'm not teaching you. Don't talk nonsense when you go out."

The girl hurriedly waved her hands and said: "No, no, thank you, Teacher Xu."
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