Xu Rong looked at the girl with a round face in front of him. Today is his first day to join the group. Even though the leaders of several groups had not recognized it, although the other party was wearing a red breast on his chest, the front of the breast was facing inward.

He was not sure whether the other party was a crew member.

But for this reason, he was even more afraid to agree to take a photo. The crew, whoever had some brains, would not come to him to take a photo without being familiar with him.

If it is not from the crew, then it cannot be. No one is sure what copy will be matched with after the photos come out.

Whether you wear clothes or not, it is risky to take photos with artists.

Xu Rong didn't have too many expressions on his face. When he saw Xu Xingfeng rushing over and blocking them, he smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm going to prepare for the next show."

At this moment, a petite girl with a single ponytail, holding a tabletop in one hand and holding a stack of information in her armpits, hurriedly ran over and quarreled fiercely at the girl with a round face: "Xiao Zhao, what are you doing?"

Turning his head, he quickly apologized to Xu Rong and said, "Teacher Xu is sorry, she is a newcomer. She just joined the group and doesn't understand the rules. Because she likes you very much, she is rash. Please don't mind."

Xu Rong generally understood what was going on. The reporter said just now that he was obviously protecting the girl. He shook his head and smiled, "It's okay, you guys are working hard first."

After he finished speaking, he turned to the nanny car rented by the crew.

The temperature was still around minus ten degrees Celsius, so he could not wait outside. Although there were not many scenes, he had to maintain the best condition in every scene so that he would not have a stiff face and unable to move or make a mistake during the filming later.

After waiting for half an hour, he saw that he had prepared almost the same thing, Xu Rong was called out by Xu Xing on a taxi.

The person who talks about the opera is Miao Chenshan. He and Xu Xing had already arranged the opera yesterday. Now, just pay attention to the positioning.

After Miao Chenshan finished speaking, Xu Rong looked at Yan Ni and asked, "Sister, do you want to queue it first?"

What I want to film is a scene on the way back after winning the art performance of the two.

In the first line, there is only Xu Rong, but Niu Xianhua needs to respond next to it. According to the plot design, Niu Xianhua has to make a big jump when he talks about "the north wind blows".

Yan Ni said without thinking: "If you don't do it, don't do it, just leave while your body is hot. It's too cold. If you wait for a while, you will freeze my mouth."

Xu Rong nodded. Now he doesn't like rehearsals very much because he is too restricted to his performance. Improvisation is the greatest pleasure of performance. Of course, the premise is that the opponent can take it.

"Each group is ready, the whole venue is quiet."

"photography."

...

“a.”

"The moon bend brigade, the dance performed by the north wind blows, won the third art performance in our county, the Excellent Program Award, for publicity..."

"stop."

"Prepare and start over."

When Xu Rong heard An Jian shouting "Stop", he immediately stopped, turned his head, looked at Yan Ni not far behind him, and said in surprise: "Sister Niu, is there something wrong with me?"

Yan Ni shook her head, looked at the busy people around her with a slightly red face, and said, "I wear such thick clothes, and it's hard to walk."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Xu Rong.

The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time, because their costumes were similar, with thick cotton coats and cotton pants outside, and military coats covering them. The snow under their feet was deep and shallow when they walked, and it was basically unlikely that they jumped.

"Hey, why do you have a picture?" Yan Ni asked suddenly. The reason why she didn't jump just now was not because she had thick clothes, because she had tried it when Miao Chenshan was just talking about the show. Although it was difficult, she could jump up. For this prop, she specially left her a thin layer of snow.

Xu Rong was stunned for a moment, understood Yan Ni’s specific meaning, and explained: “Maybe I learned from Teacher Tong Zirong for a while ago.”

"Hiss, I remembered it." A cold wind came over. Yan Ni hurriedly wrapped herself in her open coat, stomped her feet and turned her back to Feng Xiang, "I watched a show a while ago, which was conducted by Teacher Tong. He also said that the tuition you gave him was 20,000 yuan a day."

"Haha." Xu Rong smiled dryly, and admired Tong Zixuan in his heart. Can such a thing be told on the show?

No matter how curious Li Zhiyu was, he didn't dare to let go.

What a great thing a senior who was enthusiastic and eager to learn from the younger generation, after his revelation, turned into a pure transaction.

For him, it is not a bad thing, but Yu Tong ashamed himself, it is really not a good thing. If someone guides him, Tong Zirong's image of being jealous of money will immediately become. Then he will take on acting and recording shows, and he will definitely go for money.

Despite this, the reputation of the old artists relying on for survival has collapsed, and no matter how good their business capabilities are, they cannot be saved.

Because the audience's cognition is simple, when the evidence is conclusive and the public speaks of gold, there are not many people who can really trace the source upward or deduce it downward to make deep thinking, but they simply believe that the evidence is the fact, which is definitely the case.

For example, if the regional blackness is traced upwards, there will be a deeper source of population, history, policies and living environment. However, the purpose of film, television, games and entertainment is to weaken this thinking ability, so that there is no time and thinking ability to think about ways to distinguish the gap between the rich and the poor and smooth it out.

Before starting the filming again, Yan Ni said: "Let's start."

Xu Rong glanced back and saw her looking full of vigilance, and said, "Sister, I'm a little uncomfortable with your serious look."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you will suddenly say 'Eh God' to me, haha."

"Haha, Xu Rong, you're going to die!"

Seeing that Yan Ni's condition had relaxed, Xu Rong turned around, stood in place, and made a gesture to An Jian.

He guessed that he could be a director with his own emotional motivation ability, except that he was not very good at telling stories.

Anyway, there are also directors who can’t tell stories and become big directors. As for the filming of the film, the audience can’t understand it, it only means that the audience’s ideas have not kept up. If you don’t believe it, you will try it for ten years.

"Preparation for each group."

...

“a.”

"Moon...Moon Bend Team, the dance performed, the north wind blows..."

Yan Ni was not only relaxed. After the trouble just now, Xu Rong's emotions completely relieved, and he couldn't help but let himself go.

In life, he has never enjoyed the indulgence that youth should have, but in the play, he returns to his true age and completely abandons responsibility and rationality.

This is the greatest fun of the performance.

"Card."

"Pass."

After one shot, Xu Rong quickly put the props aside, wrapped his open coat, waved his hand at Xu Xing who was about to run over, and said, "I'll take a look at the playback."

After all, it is the first one. He has to see how his condition is under the camera and whether he needs to adjust it.

In front of the monitor were three chairs, An Jian, the thin-faced photography director Zhu Dingzhong and Gao Man Tangli, who were wrapped in three layers outside, sat like a rice dumpling.

Leave a seat for the screenwriter in front of the monitor, which is the feature of "North Wind". If producer Yang Zhensheng stays on the set, he will add a chair.

"Thank you, I don't smoke, how about it, director?" Xu Rong arrived in front of him and saw An Jian handing her cigarette, waved his hand, then turned his head to look at Gao Mantang, "Screenwriter, is it okay?"

Gao Mantang doesn't know how to perform, but the first half of the script is almost Gao Mantang's own autobiography, which is his personal experience when he was young.

"It's amazing." An Jian gave him a thumbs up, "Especially the line, this one, I was thinking about it when I took a photo. When I cut it, I didn't give it a close-up as I thought. I used a B-machine on the first lens, and then cut the A-machine after it was finished."

Gao Mantang stood up in surprise and made Xu Rong's slanted locomotive just now because he ran over to the crooked locomotive and said, "I was worried that I wouldn't be able to show it to my grandson in the future. I'm relieved that you just now. It's as handsome as when I was young."

"Ha ha."

Xu Rong sat on the chair that Zhu Dingzhong gave out and took a closer look at the replay. His face was not as relaxed as before. It was very different from what An Jian saw, and he saw everything bad.

In the past, because he knew his lack of theory, he used to want to break through the flowers every day, prepare scripts, practice, and consolidate theories. From opening his eyes in the morning to lying in bed at night, he could hardly take time, let alone spending several hours or even longer watching movies.

Thanks to the fact that he has watched a lot of film and television materials in recent times, he has observed too many physical expressions under different emotions.

In comparison, his physical expression is still lacking compared to those actors who are used as case analysis by teachers.

After watching it, what touched him the most was that Yan Ni grasped the right way in the play just now and was about to jump up the middle, and the echo of his lines was the most exciting moment.

In contrast, he was holding the shaking package in one hand and the award in the other hand, which was not ideal for his own excited state. He always felt that something was missing, but for a while, his mind could not think of a better and more suitable expression method for himself.

But there is really no need to reshoot, because the performance just now was indeed the action he designed last night. Although he had some performance, it is the most suitable for him at present.

He wasn't sure if Yan Ni could cooperate so perfectly.

At this moment, he deeply felt the limitations of his talent.

As the two pillars of performance, one of his pillars is too high, and there is a considerable imbalance in the expansion of the "elastic film".

He is enough in terms of two steps of expression and inner experience, but he still lacks a lot in the process of external expression.

He understands theories, for example, physical expression, there are three things that are very important, one is eyes, one is gesture, and the other is gait.

However, the process of expression is not achieved by sincere experience. As an art or technology, performance has a strong expression nature.

As Stanislavsky said, the most meticulous process of a person's inner spiritual life cannot be expressed with an untrained body, just as the one who cannot use some out-of-tune instruments to play Beethoven's "The Ninth Symphony".

His body has been trained, but it is relatively basic, such as walking exercises, central exercises, large and small exercises, etc. The school itself does not pay much attention to physical expression outside the eyes. However, at this moment, when one of the two pillars suddenly rises, he clearly realizes the shortcomings of his physical expression.

You still have to work hard.

"Sister, I'll ask you a professional question. Can dancing exercise physical expression skills?" Xu Rong looked at Yan Ni seriously. "I went to watch the replay just now. Your jump was so amazing. He jumped, but he didn't jump up, but he jumped out of the cow flower in one go."

The reason why I asked this was that Xu Rong suddenly thought of something. His line skills were improved with Tong Zixiang. So can we spend money to hire a good teacher to improve physical expression through physical training, such as dancing.

Anything that can be solved with money is nothing.

After studying with Tong Zirong for more than a month, he spent about 700,000 yuan, but when he turned around, he got 860,000 yuan back in "North Wind". His investment in himself will always be a good deal, and the 860,000 yuan is just a down payment. After all, he is only twenty-one years old and is a serious profession. He doesn't just wash his hands after doing this and then withdraws from the world.

"Haha." Yan Ni looked at Xu Rong with serious expression. First, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but tilt, and then suddenly covered her mouth and turned to one side to laugh wildly.

Xu Rong looked at her for no reason and asked, "What's wrong, sister, why are you laughing at?"

"Haha...ah...no...haha." Yan Ni's face turned red with a smile. After a while, she patted her cheeks and said, "Actually, I haven't jumped for a long time, and then I haven't jumped up, haha."
To be continued...