Yu Yaoyao's script fell to the ground, scattered directly on the page she had read the longest today.
Because she is removing makeup, it is not convenient to pick it up.
Wei Ming bends down very gentlemanly to help her pick it up, "Here."
But the hand he sent out froze!
Wei Ming just looked down at the script at random, and found the dense notes on the paper!
He suddenly opened his mouth in astonishment, and his eyes looked at Yu Yaoyao's delicate little face that gradually revealed after removing her makeup.
"Brother Wei?"
Yu Yaoyao wanted to take over the script, but found that Wei Ming's hand was not loose at all, so he squeezed the script tightly.
Wei Ming was a little stunned, and half awake, he stretched out his other hand for a long time and pointed to the page in his hand.
"Did you write the words on this? These are your notes?"
Yu Yaoyao had played with him earlier, and at that time he thought she looked at her with superb acting skills, but it was a little strange to look closely.
At that time, she acted as a little promise that was slain by him. The last scene was in a dream. She threw herself dying on him and asked him why he didn't come to see her.
At that moment, Director Li Bo praised her for her resentment and resentment in her eyes, as well as unwillingness with a trace of regret. The whole acting was online, and this look is undoubtedly the finishing touch to the explosion of acting!
However, Wei Ming, as the subject being watched, always felt that Yu Yaoyao seemed to treat him as some escaped food, as if he was about to eat him... The kind of brutality that was bitten and eaten into his stomach... That trace. Cruel, almost hidden in her eyes, ready to move, hidden.
When Wei Ming thinks back now, he feels a little scared.
Almost, I was NG that time.
In the end, relying on years of experience, he abruptly avoided her gaze and made a little trick, which just happened to deduce the emperor's guilty conscience and retreat.
Later, when the TV series was broadcast, he also watched it for the first time.
As an audience, he wanted to replay his performance and the sharp eyes of Yu Yaoyao at that time.
But looking at the clips on the screen, she found that she had rendered the grievances of the dying person into the woods, and it was almost impossible to find any faults critically.
Wei Ming thought at the time that he thought too much when he was shooting! !
But today, he once again looked down at the script in his hand, just shaking.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Chengdu moved his head of the dangling man curiously.
But for a second, his mouth changed to an O, and he was speechless.
Yu Yaoyao was holding a makeup remover and wiping off her lipstick, she could only stare at them blankly from the mirror.
"I wrote it."
She has a magical look.
"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"
Wei Ming and Lu Cheng raised their heads together, and both looked at her with indescribable complex eyes.
Of course not!
Of course it's wrong!
They looked at the script and no longer knew how to evaluate it.
The role of Yu Yaoyao is actually quite sufficient.
She used to be beautiful and young, but after marrying, she worked as a full-time wife for seven years. She was slowly squandered by the firewood, rice, oil and salt in the family to raise her children.
After being cheated and divorced by her husband, the sky that had always sheltered her completely collapsed.
Going out to find a decent job, it keeps failing.
I can only work as a waiter in a restaurant, but the meager salary is not enough to cover the medical expenses of a seriously ill child!
The husband remarried with the young secretary, as if he couldn't wait to get rid of the burden of her and the child, and even the division of property was very unfair.
But the appeal, the child can't wait.
In desperation, there is this bridge section that lights up cigarettes in the rain.
All the pain is under this smoke, like the last smog in the rain, sucking into the lungs like a shadow...
But all the things written in her script... are not like this!
"Looking for the lighter on you, but no smoke, your note is..."
Wei Ming's fingers were shaking.
He lowered his head, his throat seemed to be strangled!
—The saddest thing in the world is nothing more than a cup of Boba milk tea in my hand, but I didn't find a straw.
-Sad reminder! lament! Should I tear it to drink, or go back and ask the clerk for a straw!
—I haven't figured out the answer yet, but it rained... Tear open the milk cover, the rain fell in, and the milk tea was ruined... After half an hour of walking back, the hot busty was cold! ! !
GOD! God thief! No, this is not to blame for God's tricks, this can only be blamed on me, why did I not take the straw just now, and left without checking it! I'm an idiot! Blame me for being stupid!
I'm sorry, my busty... Sister I'm sorry for you!
These densely packed words can't be written in the script at all.
She also posted a small note.
Finally, I really used the "textbook knowledge".
-Close-up, with hidden and revealing expressions.
Zang: I was hurt like never before, and I was really desperate by the milk bully!
Lu: I just can't find the straw... Urgent! Shame!
Wei Ming swallowed, and finally did not know how to express his feelings.
On the contrary, Yu Yaoyao glanced at the place he was pointing, and said oh.
Her face also blushed slightly.
"Um... I have never smoked before, so I can't imagine it, so I had to replace it with something else."
"I asked Sister Cai, and she said that smoking is considered an escape or an attempt to paralyze herself. I thought about it. Usually, when I feel sad, I like to eat sweets."
"The only thing that is more suitable for not being able to smoke is the Boba milk tea. I am really desperate without a straw!"
Speaking of this, she felt sad, and looked back at her assistant, Xiao Shuang.
"The last time I bought the matcha boba, the clerk gave me a thin straw. I was so dark in front of me that I almost cried at the hotel."
"After working for half an hour, in the end I still didn't eat the following boba... Even if I think about it now, it is still vivid and painful! I can't bear to look back!"
As Yu Yaoyao said, she was afraid of being injured.
Wei Ming and Lu Chengdu were silly.
Cai Wenfang knew she was talented a long time ago, but she didn't know how she was... into the play!
For a while, the three of them all looked dumbfounded in the room, not knowing what to say.
Actors can never experience everything in the script.
The director always asks them to perform other people's stories, but these story fragments are inevitably dramatic, not all of them are daily.
For actors, these scripts are unfamiliar lives, but they have to empathize with each other before performing performances. Sometimes trying to figure out the characters consumes a lot of their energy!
At this time, you have to rely on the imagination and observation of the actors.
I have never experienced it, but I can rely on empathy, rely on my own associations, connect my life, and find common ground.
You can also rely on observations of other people in your life to think and imitate.
In this way, Yu Yaoyao can be said to have used imagination and empathy to the extreme!
At first glance, it was almost unheard of, funny and not serious.
But after carefully recalling, she is really talented, turning the extremely difficult sections into daily trivial things!
Cai Wenfang admired to the extreme, "Xiaoyu, you are really... the darling of life."
On weekdays, only with a heart of innocence can you be full of rich and delicate emotions in the details of daily life. Behind the heart-wrenching and painful performances that came in front of the camera, it turned out to be only Xiao Xiang with a cup of milk tea. Who can think of it
"I've been in the crew for so many years, this is the first time I saw such a note. Xiaoyu, Niu."
Wei Ming stretched out a thumb, and could only smile wryly.
Lu Cheng already shook his head again and again, "Your imagination is almost LV99, I feel like you are compared to you, I am still wandering in Xinshou Village. I finally know why Director Qi Hang called us to study!"
After saying this, the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Xiaoyu, let me ask you a question."
Wei Ming was really curious at this time, and no longer underestimated her three textbooks on Weibo.
"Besides Lenovo, do you usually do any exercises? Observe the people around you, or watch movies and TV shows?"
A keen eye is an actor's weapon.
No one can fully experience the various states of life, but they can learn from them.
But Yu Yaoyao is really too young!
She is also a full-time wife who has not been out of society for five years.
In terms of social experience, she should be far inferior to herself.
But the scene just now...
"We looked back at the scene where you smoked just now. There are heavy traces of years in your eyes. Isn't it all because of milk tea?"
Wei Ming grasped the point instantly.
She is not a girl, nor a young woman.
The association of milk tea gives her an emotional tone, but there is no way to give her a sense of vicissitudes of life.
Yu Yaoyao blinked and almost blurted out, "I am both..."
Halfway through speaking, she wailed her mouth.
She hasn't drunk milk tea in 200 years!
When it comes to milk tea, how can there be no sense of time!
But I can't tell the truth, I said it was going to be sliced!
"I, I haven't drunk Boba milk tea in two years!"
Yu Yaoyao blushed.
Wei Ming: "..."
Lu Cheng: "... It's really a long time..."
Cai Wenfang: "... Xiaoyu, didn't you drink it last week?"
"Ah, that, that's before, I haven't drank it for a long time."
Yu Yaoyao changed the subject awkwardly.
"Wait, I actually did the observations that Brother Wei said."
"I was moving... at home, I didn't have a job, and I was bored to sleep every day."
"So I can only observe people outside."
"Every day through the glass, I look at everyone's expressions and eavesdrop on everyone's words... Sometimes I can hear couples and young couples arguing outside my den, crying while arguing. Anyway, I can hear a lot of things."
As Yu Yaoyao said, she fell into memories.
Break your fingers one by one.
"Watching TV, watching movies, and some. Ancient and modern Chinese and foreign, Douban scored high, rankings, popular and unpopular, I have almost watched..."
"If there is something I really like, I will watch it over and over again."
She counted this way, but she really found that she watched a lot. Although some of them were forgotten after watching, there were still many actors' performances on TV in her subconscious mind.
When she said this, Wei Ming understood it in seconds.
"Great."
He got it.
Her performance was not about beating her master with random punches, but a mode of performance that she naturally learned after a lot of accumulation.
When I saw her for the first time, her performance at that time was still a bit of original immature.
But now, after several directors’ filming guidance, and her recent performance theory knowledge, she has commanded all these databases in her mind. Now her performance is obviously smooth and not traceable, and more convincing. NS.
A smoking scene, he bet no one could guess that what she was thinking was milk tea.
This is how she has become a deeper foundation after tempering!
Seeing that he believed, Yu Yaoyao suddenly clutched her pounding chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally, can I ask? Last time, Xiaoyu, what did you want to do with me? Didn't you hate me in the remarks of the script? I feel that you looked at me and seemed very hungry?"
Wei Ming said with a wry smile.
This question, Yu Yaoyao hardly needs to remember, she shouted out without thinking, "Chicken thigh! Chicken breast! Whole chicken!"
Wei Ming: "!!!"