Movie Emperor: When he debuted, he was surrounded by female stars and capital

Chapter 47

After the first day of running-in,

Qi Jia and the other leading actors cooperated better and better.

The shooting progress was so fast that Director Wen had to let him rest for three days to finish the leading role first.

With nothing to do, he sat in the crew every day to copy acting skills.

From Cheng Yong played by Xu Zheng:

[Line skills +5], [Humbleness +5], [Crying scenes +10], [Cowardice +5],

From Lv Shouyi played by Wang Chuanjun:

[Crying scenes +10], [Humbleness +5], [Joy +3], [Line skills +2],

From Zhang Changlin played by Wang Yanhui:

[Cunning +5], [Villain +5], [Grievance +3],

Finally, from the policeman played by Zhou Yiwei: [Guilt +5], [Anger +2].

As for the others, because they didn't have many roles or their acting skills were worse than Qi Jia's, they didn't copy their acting skills for the time being.

It was around five o'clock in the afternoon.

Qi Jia was sitting on a chair watching everyone filming as usual.

Next to him were Xu Zheng and Wang Chuanjun. They had finished filming today and were sitting there browsing their phones.

The scene to be filmed today was that the policeman Cao Bin, played by Zhou Yiwei, arrested all the leukemia patients who bought drugs from Cheng Yong in order to find out who was selling "fake drugs".

But what he didn't expect was that even when facing the police interrogation, all the patients remained silent.

They would rather be arrested than give up Cheng Yong behind the scenes.

There were not many scenes in this section. Normally, it would take more than ten minutes to complete.

However, at the end of the filming, Qi Jia, who was watching intently, suddenly frowned.

Wei Qing, who played the role of a retired old lady, stood up and said in a humble and pleading tone, "Leader, please do me a favor." Hearing the voice, Cao Bin, played by Zhou Yiwei, turned around with a serious face, walked to the old lady, looked at her with sharp eyes, and waited for her to continue. "I, I just want to beg you, don't trace the Indian medicine anymore, okay?" After the old lady finished her lines, Cao Bin looked at her deeply and turned to leave. Just when everyone was glad that they could get off work and have dinner soon, Qi Jia frowned more and more outside the venue, feeling something was wrong, and then he saw Director Wen stood up. "Ka! Ka! Ka!" He shouted three "ka"s in a row, which confused the actors. They thought, why did it suddenly stop? Didn't we all act according to the script? I acted well! "What's wrong, Director Wen?"

Zhou Yiwei walked up to Director Wen and asked in confusion.

Director Wen did not say anything, but picked up the script and flipped through it again and again.

After a while, he pulled Teacher Wei Qing and Zhou Yiwei over.

"Do you feel that the last part seems to be a little bit off?"

"Almost?"

Zhou Yiwei and Wei Qing looked at each other, and they didn't understand what the director meant.

"My sister thinks that it's all acting according to the script."

Zhou Yiwei spread his hands and said aggrievedly.

"Hiss, let's do it again. Teacher Wei, please find a way to make the patient's pain, despair, and extremely humble emotions more vivid. I feel that the emotions are still a little inadequate."

Although they didn't quite understand Director Wen's feelings, the two didn't say much. After nodding, they were ready to continue filming.

Qi Jia, who was sitting in the back, nodded in agreement after listening to Director Wen's words.

He was also thinking in his mind, if it was him, how would he act?

Then, they reshot several times in a row.

But every time they reached the last part, Director Wen would call a halt. When asked, he said that he was still a little short of feeling.

But when asked what feeling was missing and how to change it, he said that he hadn't thought about it yet.

Time passed quickly until about six o'clock in the afternoon.

The lunch boxes of the crew arrived, and Director Wen had to let everyone rest and eat first.

And he sat alone in his seat, frowning, smoking and flipping through the script,

and muttering to himself from time to time.

Qi Jia was holding a lunch box, and was also thinking while eating.

In fact, he had already roughly found out where the problem was in his mind.

But this part was not his play after all.

If he went up to give his opinion, he was worried that he would make the lead actor Zhou Yiwei unhappy.

After all, he debuted earlier than him and his status was higher than his.

The relationship between the two was limited to a few words and washing feet once, and it was green. The crew went there as a group.

If, because of a momentary exaggeration,It would be a waste of money to make yourself an enemy in the future.

"Qi Jia, why don't you eat well? Is the roast goose not delicious tonight?"

Xu Zheng came over with a roast goose leg, eating with oil dripping from his mouth. Seeing him in a daze, he asked curiously.

He had just been playing with his phone, so he didn't know what happened.

So Qi Jia pointed to Director Wen, who was scratching his head, and briefly told him what had just happened.

Xu Zheng was also surprised after hearing it. He immediately felt that the roast goose leg was not delicious. He quickly walked to Director Wen and discussed with him.

However, after discussing for a long time, they still couldn't come up with a reason.

When the two were at a loss, Xu Zheng saw Qi Jia who was eating.

Suddenly, he slapped his head and waved to him excitedly.

"Qi Jia, come here quickly."

"Brother Xu, why are you calling me?"

Qi Jia understood a little bit, but he still held the lunch box and pretended to be confused.

"You have been watching from the side just now. Do you think there is something wrong with this scene?"

Xu Zheng looked at Qi Jia with expectation.

He remembered that Qi Jia's script was full of notes before, which showed that he was a very thoughtful person.

Plus, he had his own unique insights on the characters and plots. Asking him might yield unexpected results.

Qi Jia looked at the two people and was hesitating whether to speak out.

The subtle change in his expression instantly made Director Wen feel like he saw the dawn.

He grabbed Qi Jia's hand and said.

"If you have any ideas, speak up."

The director and the producer had spoken, so Qi Jia had nothing to worry about.

So, he put down his lunch box and nodded.

"I do have some ideas. I didn't say it before because I was afraid that Brother Zhou would be unhappy after knowing it."

"Damn! You kid had an idea and didn't say it earlier. I invited you to wash your feet the day before yesterday. I won't take you next time."

As soon as Qi Jia finished speaking, his shoulder was patted heavily.

Then he heard Zhou Yiwei complaining to him in a joyful tone.

It turned out that he had been thinking about the problem of this scene in his heart.

Just when he saw Xu Zheng calling Qi Jia over,

remembering the script full of annotations, he also curiously came over, and heard what Qi Jia said.

"Brother Zhou, I'm sorry, that I mainly..."

After being heard, Qi Jia was also a little embarrassed, rubbing his nose, not knowing what to say.

Fortunately, Zhou Yiwei was also an experienced person.

He quickly understood Qi Jia's concerns and waved his hand to show his understanding.

Then, he urged him to speak out his thoughts.

"In fact, there is nothing wrong with the performances of Teacher Wei Qing and Brother Zhou."

"I think so too."

Zhou Yiwei nodded and agreed.

"Don't interrupt!"

Director Wen knocked on Zhou Yiwei's head and signaled Qi Jia to continue.

"The real problem is the lines."

Qi Jia took the script, pointed at the old lady's words, and said slowly.

"Lines?" The three of them leaned over and read it over and over again.

Zhou Yiwei scratched his head and asked tentatively.

"Was there a typo?"

"Shut up!"

Xu Zheng and Director Wen were so angry that they wanted to drown him with spit.

"Uh, it's not a typo. What the director said to Teacher Wei Qing just now is very right. When we watched the finished film, we couldn't understand this plot.

The leukemia patients wanted to convey to the audience the pain, despair, and extreme humility in order to survive."

"The plot is fine, but the lines are not tense enough. So, no matter how good the acting is, without the support of the lines, it is impossible to mobilize the audience's emotions."

Director Wen never thought that the final problem would be the lines.

He treated Qi Jia as Zhuge Liang's magic bag, and was too lazy to think about it, and couldn't wait to ask for advice.

"Then how to change it, tell me quickly."

At this time, scenes appeared in Qi Jia's mind.

When he was searching for information about leukemia on the Internet, he had watched an interview video.

What he remembered most vividly was that

An old couple knelt in front of the reporter and said that their family really had no money to treat it.

The car was sold, the house was sold, and the daughter-in-law ran away.

The two old people kowtowed while talking, begging the media to help them.

At that time, Qi Jia, a grown man, cried after reading it.

Thinking of this, Qi Jia took the pen and wrote directly on the blank space of the script.

After a minute, he put down the pen and handed the script to Director Wen.