I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

   Chapter 592 590. Growth

   On the morning of the 8th, Xu Xin returned to Xiying Studio again.

  He came directly, even Su Meng didn't need to follow, and went back to the Royal Garden to pack his luggage.

   When he came to the factory, he went straight to Studio No. 5.

  People including Xue Yong and Wang Lei are already waiting for him.

   Seeing Xu Xin walk in, they all said hello, and then when Xu Xin walked in front of the monitor, the electric switch was pulled, and all the lights used for lighting were turned off. Then, the interior light of "33 Days of Broken Relationship" came down, just lighting up the two young light substitutes found in the factory.

  The two young Guangtai worked hard to maintain their postures without moving.

  Xu Xin stared at the video screen, looked at it, and said:

   "The main lighting is a little darker, and the table lamp is brighter. Turn on the TV and let the actor's face face the TV."

  Following Xu Xin's words, the lighting team quickly adjusted.

  After about five minutes, start again.

   "Turn up the brightness of the TV."

   "No, the light from the TV can't be reflected on the face, let the actor sit forward... walk a little further... go further... OK, that's it. Adjust the light."

   "Give me an overhead camera."

   "Can the crossbar in the middle of the roof be removed? If it can be removed, just take it away."

  Everyone in the crew started to rotate according to his will like his tentacles.

   Soon, the whole morning passed.

   But the job isn't over yet.

  Today is the lighting adjustment of the entire interior scene, as well as the change of some camera positions.

   There are still many trivial preparation items.

   Entering the shooting state, Xu Xin took the initiative to isolate all disturbances.

  During lunch, I was still chatting with Wang Lei about the seat this time.

  To be honest, "33 Days of Broken Relationship" is not a big dish in his opinion.

   Its limitations are obvious.

  First, it is not a movie that magnifies a certain group, and second, it is not a movie with a particularly high intention and full of artistry.

  The depth of its script can only support it to tell a story.

   It is enough to understand the story clearly.

   There is no such thing as digging deeper into the connotation, or putting a new era label on it.

   Even in terms of director difficulty, it is not as difficult as "Secret".

   In "Secret", it was his first time doing surgery, and he was groping in all aspects.

  But now I am so familiar with it that I can no longer be familiar with it. Turning around and operating a feature film, it is really quite simple.

   But he wasn't in the habit of fooling around either.

  So after confirming that he can tell the story clearly, and that the content in it conforms to his three views, the main difficulty for him in this shooting is actually in the camera lens.

  In "Deal", he used the most unpretentious lens basic skills, telling everyone that we can tell a good story without fancy lenses. So in this movie, he is also challenging his own style.

   Or in a real sense, he began to show the beauty of the camera according to his own thoughts.

   There is no need for too many hints of the setting, after all, all the characters in this play are the same on the outside and inside, and are very loyal to the surface.

   Its depth, very shallow.

   So how to take good-looking photos has become a challenge for Xu Xin.

"Brother Lei, for example, this is the scene of Huang Xiaoxian chasing Lu Ran's taxi. For normal shooting, it must be a fixed shot of the back of Huang Xiaoxian chasing the car, and then a fixed shot of Lu Ran's expression inside the car. At most, add a picture on the car glass. The interlacing feeling of strings of neon lights and shadows, right? The most common plugging method...

  I want to do this this time. Lu Ran walks, Huang Xiaoxian chases, first close-up shots, the car runs in front, Huang Xiaoxian starts to chase, run, run, run... click! The camera is switched one by one, and a middle shot is drawn. The moment the camera cut, Huang Xiaoxian stopped and knelt down. Then... click!

   Vision! When she went to the distant view, she didn't move, she just cried there, the distant view included a whole street. The street with neon lights, the setting sun in the sky, leaving only the last white line, the sky that is about to sink into darkness...the rear taillights of the vehicles... these images are all included in the distant view for him.

  In such a big city, her emotions seem so small. People around are in a hurry, no one cares about a girl's emotions...

  Finally, Wang Xiaojian was like a ninja among pedestrians, blocking the frame number of the camera for several pedestrians, and then in the second after the end of this shot, in that transition, Wang Xiaojian appeared and came to her side..."

"Um."

  Wang Lei took notes while eating, and wrote down all Xu Xin's requests.

   At the same time, I was quite surprised.

  Because as a photographer, he can feel the kind of change Director Xu is looking for.

   It is not a sudden change in style, but an exploration of the sense of camera.

   Want to play something new, but not blind. Instead, knead everything into the picture.

  Reduce complicated elements and process more naturally...

   Tut.

  He sighed with emotion in his heart.

   And everyone else in the room began to imagine in their minds following Xu Xin's description.

   Especially graduate students like Guo Fan.

  Following Xu Xin's train of thought...

  A straight road.

  Time is the time when it will be dark or not.

  Neon meets dark blue urban tones.

  In one or two seconds, from the shot of Huang Xiaoxian running to the continuous middle shot and long shot, the personal emotional struggle is compared with the hugeness of the whole city...

  The city is lively, but the pedestrians around express numbness in a hurry.

  Girl is sad, small but alive...

   Hiss~~~~

  Although the filming has not started yet, I can already feel the beauty just by listening to Director Xu's description.

   Well, got it.

   Write it down quickly.

   In the future, there will be emotional scenes between men and women, which are worth learning from...

  …

   "Hello, Director Xue, I'm sorry, everyone, I'm late."

  Dinner time, Xi Wei walked into the box of the guest house, and after seeing Xue Yong, she hurriedly said hello.

  Xue Yong smiled and nodded:

   "Sit down quickly."

  In addition to Xi Wei, there are also actors such as Wen Zhang, Tang Yan, Zhang Yi and so on in the box.

   Missing Jin Shijie and Zhang Jiayi.

  Jin Shijie will come here tomorrow, and Zhang Jiayi is still finishing work on a film in Yanjing.

  He doesn't have many roles, so he can join the group a few days later.

   Xue Yong, as the host, is naturally in the chief seat.

   Xi Wei was the last one to come.

  She actually just arrived, and the plane was delayed.

  No one blamed her.

  Xue Yong saw that everyone was present, so he said to the waiter:

   "Then let's serve."

  The waiter nodded and walked out.

  At this time, Wen Zhang asked curiously:

   "Director Xue, shall we not wait for Director Xu?"

   "Director Xu is not coming today, so he sent me to entertain everyone."

  Xue Yong explained with a smile:

"This is Director Xu's habit. Before the filming starts, the crew has more preparation work than the actors. He has been busy in the factory for a day. Everyone will have a meeting tomorrow afternoon. Director Xu will come to see you at that time, but At other times, he generally does not appear in front of actors.

   Firstly, I don’t want to put any pressure on everyone, and secondly, I hope everyone can show their own characteristics. So during the entire shooting cycle, I am responsible for communicating with you about everything. "

  Wen Zhang nodded to express his understanding.

"Then let me tell you about my plan for the next few days. Today's meal is to clean up the dust for everyone, but because of work needs, we will not drink. After the meal, we will have a round-up reading. The scenes to be filmed today have been sorted out separately. We need to check it out..."

   And when Xue Yong, as the assistant director of the "33 Days" crew, was welcoming the actors, Xu Xin was actually in the box on the second floor of the guest house.

   It's just not with the crew, but with a few Fa Xiao.

  As the script that Nifeng discovered by himself (given by Yang Mi), independently invested by himself (Wulin Biography is not counted), and the first independent film produced (without Liu Mo’s ink tape), these people still value it very much.

   And they have been out for several months. Although Xi’an is not a sacred tree, they are very happy to be able to return to the thick soil of the Three Qin Dynasty, no matter in terms of food or local accent.

   What's more, Xu Xin also brought them a better news:

"I've finished talking to Sister Mo. We will set up an investment company with the studio and Shanghai Film Studio. We are currently making a plan to invest in artists who come out to operate the studio independently. It will be opened separately at that time. Come out and hand over a piece of business to you."

  As soon as the words came out, the eyes of a group of animals lit up.

   "It's so big?"

  Xu Zhi expressed his strong interest:

   "Still unite two state-run factories? Why? Are you going to recruit troops on a large scale?"

   "That's not the case, but the situation is actually the same. Now artists come out independently, have a higher degree of freedom, and can help brokerage companies share risks. This is definitely a trend."

  Hearing Xu Xin's words, Xu Yang suddenly took a sip of the Coke in his cup happily:

   "There are unspoken rules!"

   "..."

   "..."

   "..."

   As soon as the words came out, everyone including Xu Xin was speechless.

  What do you say about this...

  If you want to talk about the ingredients, it is normal for the coal boss to unspoken rules for small stars.

  But... can you stop being so blatant?

  Brother Ha Lazi almost fell into the bowl.

  Xu Xin gave him an angry look, and said to Xu Zhi:

   "The newly established investment company will not take him in. Let him spend his own money to unwittingly rule others."

  Xu Zhi asked a rhetorical question:

   "Isn't that prostitution?"

   "Nonsense. Is there any difference between his virtue and going whoring?"

  Looking at Xu Yang who was not ashamed but proud, Xu Xin sighed helplessly.

   "The management right must be in our hands."

   He said to Xu Zhi.

   And Xu Zhi is not stupid, he understood what Xu Xin meant when he thought about it:

   "That's right, it's easy to fight if both sides intervene, so it's most suitable to find us."

   "Well, the office is in Yanjing. You guys can see who wants to come to Yanjing and who wants to be in Shanghai. You have to distinguish...except for him, he will stay in Shanghai honestly."

  He pointed to Xu Yang.

  Unfortunately, Xu Yang doesn't like that at all.

  lighted a cigarette proudly:

   "If you don't bring it, you have to follow the unspoken rules."

   "Okay, I will arrange two handsome guys for you later."

  Xu Xin replied with a half-smile.

  At this time, the door was pushed open.

  Wang Sicong, who looked like he had just fallen asleep, walked in with a chicken-nested head on his head.

   "Sorry, sorry, I'm late."

  Seeing that everyone was there, he hurriedly apologized.

   "Evening rush hour, a bit congested."

"it's okay no problem…"

   Several people checked his mental state.

  I found that his eye circles were a bit dark, as if he hadn't had a good rest.

  Combined with the chicken coop head, and the rare somewhat rough image...

  Unconsciously, everyone thought of the previous news.

   But no one mentioned it.

   After just looking at each other, Xu Yang immediately took out a cigarette.

  It has the meaning of "matching one".

  Wang Sicong picked up the seat near the door and sat down, took the cigarette handed over by Xu Yang, but did not light it, but put it aside, and took out several proposals from his bag.

   "I knew you would come, but I didn't expect so many people to come, so I prepared five copies."

   After finishing speaking, he threw one book to Xu Xin, and then put the other four books on the table.

   Everyone was curious about what he gave.

  Xu Yang, who was sitting next to him, picked up a book first, and saw the name under the transparent cover:

   ""The King of Masked Singer" Variety Show Proposal."

   Seeing this plan, Xu Xin was a little surprised:

   "Done it? So fast?"

   "What do you think I've been doing these days? I directly brought several of Tian Lai's variety show planners to the Peninsula Hotel, including me, sitting in the conference room every day... I wish I could eat, drink, and slack there."

  Although he looked very haggard, Wang Sicong still smiled and pointed to the chicken nest on his head, with a hearty look:

   "Otherwise, I wouldn't be late today. The plan was finished in the morning, but I couldn't bear it anymore, so I took a nap. I only set off from Shanghai to go here at 4:30 in the afternoon..."

   As he spoke, he saw that the table was empty, and asked:

   "Have you ordered everything yet?"

   "No, wait for you."

  Xu Yang said a word without raising his head.

  Wang Sicong responded:

   "Okay, look, I'll order the dishes first. I ate two buns this morning, and my chest stuck to my back when I was hungry."

   After finishing speaking, he got up and went out to call the waiter.

   And Xu Xin looked at the plan in front of him, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

  Let’s not mention what’s inside…Just seeing his friend’s state of mind, he can understand…the other party has put in hard work.

  Although the scars left by that relationship, what kind of state he is in his heart is still doubtful.

   But at least... superficially strong.

   That will do.

   Men, it's not so easy to break down.

  Give time for the wound to heal...

  The wound healed, and the boy grew into a man.

   That’s 10,000 words today. My hands hurt so bad I can't write.

  (end of this chapter)