With a click on the board, Zhou Ziheng, who was facing the two machines, immediately entered the state. This was the person Xia Xiqing had never seen before.
He slapped the iron anti-theft door with his hand, without speaking, he patted hard, his molars clenched and his eyes drooped. The banging iron door made Xia Xiqing, who was standing on the side of the corridor, also stunned. Into the emotions.
"Who? Is the fucking sick..." The door inside the anti-theft door opened, and Aaron could be seen rubbing his eyes through the iron fence. His withered hair was like a ball of grass in late autumn. When I saw Zhou Ziheng , His brows frowned, and the expression on his face was very disgusting, "You have a fucking brain disease, come here to make trouble, do you want to make money. Huh?"
Gao Kun clenched his fist and pressed his lips tightly, his eyes still half drooping.
"Speaking? You fucking sucked blood and dumb!" Aaron scratched his head and held the door to the door to close it. "I've got all the money for you, so let's make a fuss..."
There was a loud bang. Gao Kun's fist slammed into the iron gate, and he was like a beast to watch in the zoo. He was extremely angry and slammed through the railing, his eyes were red.
"You fucking... You..." Anger made his voice hoarse, "It's all because of your needle..."
Along was taken aback by him. He felt a little guilty but still pretended to be strong. After all, Gao Kun was nothing but a blood bag for them. He was so poor that he could only come to sell blood. What to be scared of.
"What are you guys? I think you are crazy poor."
"I have AIDS." Gao Kun suddenly said, "AIDS! Do you know? AIDS!"
The first sentence he said was extremely calm, as if the person who was sick was not himself, but this calm did not last for a few seconds, and his fist kept hitting the iron door, as if he could be rescued by breaking it, shuddering all over.
Along was stunned suddenly. Did not speak for a long time.
Standing by Xia Xiqing was fascinated, but Aaron kept silent, and then took two steps back, hesitating, and Gao Kun slammed the door twice, clutching the railing viciously and opening his mouth like an evil spirit. "It's all you, it's all you that made me like this! I'm going to kill you! Open the door!"
Xia Xiqing's eyes fell on Along, which was wrong.
Acting wrong. Gao Kun was obviously in the rescue just now.
"Cut! Aaron forgot his words, what's the matter?" Director Kun took the walkie-talkie and called out, "Aaron adjusted it. It happened that we took a close-up of Gao Kun's side. It's okay. Let's go through it twice. Aaron Don't be stressed."
With a sorry and regretful expression on Yang Bo's face, he bent down and apologized to the staff again and again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was really scared by myself just now."
Xia Xiqing couldn't help laughing. Zhou Ziheng had too much effort into the play in one second, and he deserves to be a child who grew up in the crew. Everyone in this aura will be frightened.
The makeup artist hurriedly stepped forward to wipe the sweat for Zhou Ziheng. Zhou Ziheng asked Yang Bo to open the door and talk to him about the drama. The two exchanged their feelings about each other's characters in this scene.
"It's okay." Zhou Ziheng patted him on the shoulder. "It's really not easy to play a conflict scene when I first came up. I was also in the beginning, and it's getting better."
Yang Bo is very grateful. Due to his appearance and personality, Zhou Ziheng has always been a strong aura and somewhat indifferent in the eyes of unfamiliar people, but this time he found out that this is not the case at all. Not only is he not indifferent, but also special. Gentle and patient.
"Ready? One more one. This time I will take a close-up of Gao Kun. Gao Kun pays attention to the machine." Director Kun looked at Yang Bo. "Along will stand behind the photographer and take a look. Was frightened."
"Am I so scary?" Zhou Ziheng made a joke, everyone on the set laughed, and Yang Bo's nervousness improved a lot.
You are very scary to be angry. Xia Xiqing stood not far behind him, remembering the night when he was drugged.
"The first time in the second scene of "Tracking", action!"
Starting again, Yang Bo stood behind the close-up photographer, carefully observing Zhou Ziheng’s performance this time, and at the same time used his voice to play with him in the back. The close-up shot showed a complete Aaron’s perspective. Gao Kun's emotional handling is more full than last time. From the beginning, he was a little trance, to more and more anger, to pain and unwilling to admit helplessness, and every emotional point was carried on smoothly. There were tears in his red eyes, but they didn't seem to be.
"Get out of here! I'm going to kill you!" Gao Kun beat and kicked, and even picked up the old mop that was discarded by the corner of the wall and slammed it on the door, "Come out! Get out! You will be buried with me!" The long rod in his hand swayed on the iron gate again and again. As time passed, his force of smashing the gate gradually decreased, and finally he stopped in mid-air.
He hung his head, gritted his teeth and pulled the muscles on the side of his cheek to tremble, and the fingers holding the mop were trembling, but he tried hard to restrain it from trembling.
"I am nineteen years old..."
Xia Xiqing's heart twitched. This line appeared too uncomfortable.
Along’s voice appeared: "This... This... What the hell are you kidding about, I, I, I don’t know anything about you. Don’t rely on me! Don’t rely on me, I gave your money, you go find someone else and go crazy! "
"Who am I looking for!?" Gao Kun pounced on the iron gate again, "Who am I looking for!"
Along’s voice trembled like a sifting chaff, "I, I, I don’t know! Whoever passed it to you, you go find someone... You are indebted, I don’t have AIDS, don’t find me!"
Gao Kun was trembling with anger. He just wanted to grab the gauze on the iron railing with both hands, and pass through to pull this person out. He can't wait to take his skin and drink his blood, "You come out for me... Come out! I want you My life! I want your life!"
"Cut!" Director Kun shouted, "Very good, Gao Kun wrote the article, the next one is Aaron, Aaron's line just now feels right, there must be the feeling of panic and fear and wanting to shirk responsibility."
Yang Bo focused his head twice. Zhou Ziheng was patted on the shoulder by the makeup artist, turned around and lowered her body to let her wipe the makeup. In order to fit the role better, he specially asked the makeup artist to use dark foundation to make up. The sunburn and abrasion marks were also applied on the shoulders, but The summer in Wuhan is really sultry, and people start to sweat after a little movement, not to mention Zhou Ziheng performing so hard.
While waiting for the makeup to be applied, he looked away and met Xia Xiqing who was not far away watching and studying. He never knew that the surprise on his face when Xia Xiqing was there was almost nowhere to hide, and the corners of his mouth rose in an instant.
Xia Xiqing also smiled at him. This person changes his emotions so quickly when acting, he has the most natural concealing and covering emotions skills, but in private, he is so sincere, all emotions are so obvious.
Time is very tight. Zhou Ziheng started the third line immediately after finishing the makeup. Along's emotional transition was still a bit blunt during the first pass, especially the moment after he learned that Gao Kun was infected.
"Your panic and fear are two separate emotions. This is not right. Your current state is that I can't believe that he is really infected with AIDS, but on the other hand I am afraid. Not only is he scared, but also I was frightened by this disease." Director Kun told Yang Bo patiently, after he fully understood the character's emotions, he started again. The director Kun, who was a bit nitpicking about the movie, passed after six shots.
"Sorry, sorry." Yang Bo came out of the house and glanced outside the corridor. Fortunately, the sun hadn't set yet, "I wasted everyone's time."
"It's okay." Zhou Ziheng smiled at him, "As a newcomer, you are already very good."
"Ziheng, do you know this is my first movie?" Yang Bo was a little surprised. He originally thought that his small coffee position would never attract the attention of popular male stars like Zhou Ziheng, which even made him a little flattered.
"When I first got the cast list, I checked everyone's information, because not every time I acted, I would interact with people I know. It's better to know beforehand." A drop of sweat stayed on his forehead and was noticed by Zhou Ziheng. I looked up and laughed again, "I think you are amazing. The first time I acted in a movie, I couldn't make the first scene of conflict."
Yang Bo is about to regard Zhou Ziheng as his idol now, although this one is only twenty years old and younger than himself.
He knows why so many people like Zhou Ziheng.
Xia Xiqing walked over, glanced at the expression on Zhou Ziheng's face and immediately understood it, and complimented him sincerely and sincerely, "It was a good performance." Zhou Ziheng was so happy when he heard it, but he couldn't find a decent way. To express it, he had to pursed his lips and smiled, and said to Xia Xiqing, "Can you buy me a popsicle?"
"Look for Xiao Luo, I'm not your assistant." Xia Xiqing glanced at him, "What ice cream? You are a three-year-old kid."
Every time the two people get together, Yang Bo feels that there is a natural barrier separating him from them. It automatically becomes a background that can only be seen without talking. He wants to blow pink bubbles on their heads. .
Damn, is he playing CP? Yang Bo was awakened.
No wonder they have so many CP fans...
Hurry up and change the scene before the sunset. The scene of this scene is a small alley at the back entrance of a hotel. After laying the slide rails, the director of Kunming talked a little about the scene, because Xia Xiqing is a newcomer after all, and Jiang Tong This role is again an inward role.
The emotion of adduction is more difficult to act than the emotion of extroversion. If you are not careful, you will become facial paralysis.
"Are you ready?"
Xia Xiqing, who was standing at the back door of the hotel, nodded his head. After the boarding sounded, he naturally carried two big bags full of trash from the door to the back alley, lifted the lid of the big dark green trash can, and tucked the trash bag into it. Go, his hands were dirty. He looked at it, but there was nowhere to wipe it. He walked slowly to a small faucet in the back alley, and it took a long time to turn it out before a little water came out.
He placed both hands under the thin stream of water and carefully washed the dirt on his hands.
Suddenly he felt that his head was hit hard by something. Jiang Tong turned his head back, the expression on his face was a little dark, the setting sun was red on his face, and against the light, he saw a few cursing bastards coming over, the one who hit the head. The man took a beer in his hand, and when he saw him he began to scold, "Dumb, are you still hiding from us these days?" After he said that he threw the can in his hand suddenly, Jiang Tong was so scared that he raised his hand and covered his head. There was a smash on his wrist, and the unfinished beer in it spilled onto his clothes.
He had just finished work from the hotel, and he was still wearing the hotel's white apron and white overalls. He was wide and old and did not fit well. Now he is soiled.
Jiang Tong's mouth moved and did not speak.
Several people came up to surround him, "Where's the money? If you voluntarily hand it over, I won't beat you today."
Jiang Tong hurriedly compared sign language, and the leader kicked him directly in the stomach, "Sign to your mother! Talk!"
"No, no money..." Jiang Tong clutched his stomach and fell to the root of the wall. He reached into his pocket and pulled it clean, frowning at them, "No, no..."
"No? I think you owe it!"
"Cut!" Director Kun shouted and stopped, "Jiang Tong's expression is wrong, it's too hard, you should be scared at this time."
Xia Xiqing stood up from the corner of the wall. The kick in the stomach just now was just a loan. He was always worried that he would be unnaturally acting in this place, but he didn't expect it to be because of his expression.
"Jiang Tong has been bullying for a long time because of these local ruffians collecting protection fees, and seeing that they should be habitually scared. Your performance just now was too calm." Director Kun is a rare good-tempered director, "It's okay, let's do one more, Xi Qing, you Relax and take over the role of Jiang Tong."
Everyone was preparing for the next one, but Xia Xiqing opened his mouth, "Guardian, I don't think it's right."
Even the protagonist next to him gave a wink. In China, most movies are directed at the director. The director is more than anything in the crew. Many actors are cut off because of offending the director, and even ruined their entire career. Therefore, they rarely refute the director's suggestions on the set.
But Xia Xiqing didn't plan to act in many plays, and he didn't worry about offending others.
"Jiang Tong’s character is not weak and timid. If he had died long ago. His father gambled and beat him and his mother to death since he was a child. Killed, he worked alone to support himself up to now, and put such an experience on anyone and committed suicide a long time ago."
Xia Xiqing's tone is calm, but Zhou Ziheng's heart hurts inexplicably.
"He is not afraid, but he does not have the ability to resist, so he can only bear it. As you said, Jiang Tong has been bullied by these gangsters for a long time and has become accustomed to this kind of life. If he is habitually accepting harm, he will act like death. Maybe it's more real."
None of the staff of large and small studios, lighting, photography, field affairs, and waiting actors expressed their opinions. Everyone knows that Kuncheng is a director with a good personality, and he is even more aware that he is a stubborn director.
"I agree too." Zhou Ziheng's voice broke the silence. "In fact, Jiang Tong is braver than Gao Kun. It is Gao Kun who is really afraid, not Jiang Tong, who looks weaker."
Director Kun stared at the ground solemnly, frowning tightly, and after a while he stood up, looked at the sky, and then looked at the firm expression on Xia Xiqing’s face. At this moment, he really felt that he was standing in front of him. It is not Xia Xiqing, but the real Jiang Tong.
"I admit defeat." Kuncheng shrugged his shoulders, smiled and grabbed a handful of hair from the back of his head, "Jiang Tong in your mouth is closer to this character, very good, very good."
A fire suddenly ignited in his heart. How he hoped that this play could fully show its essence under his direction for the audience to see.
"Yes, that's how it was shot." Kuncheng repeated again excitedly, "Just like that!"
Xia Xiqing also raised the corners of his mouth, and the expression on Kuncheng's face couldn't be more familiar to him.
That is the supreme desire for artistic creation.