Live Like You [Entertainment]

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Wenjin came back to his senses: "No, no, don't call me that, you are too polite, just call me by my name."

The actress who played the vixen showed a soft smile: "Then I will call you Wen Jin, and please guide me later."

Zhou Wen calmed down: "Wherever it is, please give me your advice."

Whether it’s traffic or drama, or what the environment is, Zhou Wenjin can’t control any of them. His hands are too small and his arms are too short. The only thing he can grasp now is this opportunity in front of him. As for the future, talk about it later.Zhou Wenjin calmed down secretly, thinking that no matter what this time, he couldn't mess up this time, and he couldn't lose He Xizhang's face!

"Prepare for each location, Sima Gang's young story, the first scene of scene 1, the first shooting! Action!"

The setting sun coated the quaint alleys with a layer of gold, and the originally bustling streets of the capital suddenly became empty with people coming and going, and the signboards of wine flags fluttered in the wind, covering the whole street in a dreamlike scene.It was in such a dream that the monk appeared in the camera. He walked on this deserted street without rushing or looking around.

As the camera advances, it can be seen that this is a very young monk, at most in his early twenties.The monk was born with beautiful features and straight features, but for some reason, the smile on his face made him look indescribably romantic, especially the tear mole at the corner of the monk's eye , Just like the flower in the Buddha's smile while picking up a flower, for no reason, it branded a bright color on that dusty face.

The monk was wearing a worn-out monk's robe, here and there, patches made of different colored fabrics.Naturally, this kind of monk can't afford splendid outfits such as brocade cassocks and purple gold bowls. Apart from the old monk's robes, the only thing left on his body is the broken bamboo hat he's carrying behind his back, presumably for shelter when the wind is heavy and the rain is severe. , other than that, it is really penniless.

This is how the young, ragged monk walked slowly from the other end of the long street. He wrapped his hands in tattered monk sleeves, walked in the setting sun, walked in a dream, and dragged out behind him. long shadows.

Under the low eaves, I saw a pitiful woman sobbing.

The actress who plays the vixen is called Chen Lianruo. I don’t know if it’s because her parents had the foresight or the fortune teller who helped her pick up her stage name has a high level of professionalism, and her temperament and name are highly unified. It’s a man who can’t walk without just looking at it. stunner.

The young monk came over, as if he was about to pass by the woman without noticing.The assistant director on the side looked at Mu Wanping nervously, as if he thought that the word "ka" should be called here, but Mu Wanping stared closely at Zhou Wenjin, as if a handful of bright flames were ignited in his calm eyes.

"Wind!" Mou Wanping suddenly ordered concisely.

The fan installed by the props group blows a gust of cold wind, and the thin dust on the ground floats up.The monk suddenly stopped, sniffed, looked around, and then seemed to notice the woman who was hiding in the shadows.

"Come on!" Mou Wanping shouted, "Next time."

Zhou Wenjin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and walked up to Chen Lianruo.

"Sima Gang's Young Story, Scene 1 Scene [-] First Filming! Action!"

Chen Lianruo's whole body was wrapped in a white gauze dress, the soft fabric outlined a good figure, and the pear blossom's rainy face might even make women feel pity when they saw it.This is another form of vixen. If Kang Hong is the kind of fiery red fox, this tail is white.

The young monk stepped forward and looked at the woman carefully.The woman knelt on the ground, sobbing softly. In front of her was a dead body covered with a straw mat. The feet of the dead body were exposed from underneath, wearing a pair of tattered straw sandals.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" the woman sobbed softly, "Little lady is in her twentieth year this year. She lives in Hujia Village on the outskirts of the city. Her husband's surname is Hu and her name is Da. Husband, he was seriously ill and died. Relatives in the village bullied the little woman alone, and robbed my house of savings, and the little woman was kicked out of the house and left on the street with nowhere to live. There is no money for the burial, if there is any kind-hearted person who is willing to bury her husband for the little woman, the little woman is willing to serve as a slave and handmaid for the rest of her life, serving tea and water on the desk in front of her bed..."

The young monk still had that wonderful smile on his face, and said softly, "It's really distressing to see such a big change in such a prosperous age."

Chen Lianruo raised her face and smiled softly: "It is said that all sentient beings will be saved, Master, would you like to help the little lady?"

The young monk straightened up, thought for a while and said, "My property is less than ten copper coins, and I still have difficulty in saving myself. I'm afraid I won't be able to help the female benefactor."

Chen Lianruo said: "I am also a fallen person in the end of the world. It is getting late today, and I am afraid no one will pass by. If the master doesn't mind, or he is willing to do the little lady a small favor, send my husband back to the temporary residence for me. I am now living in the abandoned Guanyin Temple outside the city, although the journey is not too far, but the little woman has no strength to restrain the chicken, so she really can't catch it."

The young monk looked at the cart on the side, thought for a while and said, "Well, let me help you with this."

"Come on!" Mou Wanping shouted, "Next time."

Zhou Wen would like to be courteous to Chen Lianruo. This actor's acting skills are not particularly superb, but his temperament is in line with his character design, and his line skills are qualified. The confrontation all the way went smoothly.After hearing what Mou Wanping said, Zhou Wenjin lifted his breath of relief just now.He thought, He Xizhang is going to play, no, Sima Gang is going to play.

It was getting late, when Zhou Wenjin and Chen Lianruo played each other, the sun was setting, and by the time He Xizhang appeared on stage, the moon had already appeared.The light changed color, from a fragile golden dream to a cool blue.On the high ridge, someone fell, walked a few steps, jumped up again, and fell!

Zhou Wenjin imagined the effect of the post-processing. Against the round and big moon, he was a young Taoist priest who was once as ice and snow.

He Xizhang, tied to Wia, took the last leap and landed in front of the camera in a heroic manner. Mou Wanping pushed a close-up.Zhou Wenjin saw the appearance of He Xizhang on the monitor, a Taoist priest who was as young as a monk, carrying the righteousness of the world with a thin Qingfeng sword, the heavy weight did not crush his back, he stood in the starry sky Down, the body is straight, the eyes are like stars!

"Wow..." I don't know who couldn't help but exclaimed, and immediately realized that he had made a mistake, and quickly covered his mouth. Several female staff members on the side hugged each other tightly, with expressions of excitement and fear on their faces. look.

The young Sima Gang is handsome and incomparable, but cold and fierce, like the famous sword "Breakoff" on his back. It's not about drawing a knife to cut off the water, but a sword that cuts the shore of life and death. This is a long way to prove the indifference and determination of Dao!

He walked to the place where the monk and the woman had stayed, squatted down, picked up something from the ground, looked at it and smelled it, then put down his hands and stood up.Taking off the long sword behind him, He Xizhang turned it around twice neatly, held it in his hand, closed his eyes, and looked around.Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a murderous look spewed out instantly, scaring the watching staff back a step.He jumped high again, then fell.

"Yes!" Mou Wanping said, "Very good."

Of course, Zhou Wen would like to think.A layman who sees good acting skills mostly thinks that it is manifested in the degree of control over various emotions. Laugh when you should laugh, cry when you should cry, how much you laugh, and how much you cry, but you don’t know. A really good actor , His outstanding acting skills actually lie in the grasp of the overall performance rhythm.Crying or laughing, how to cry and how to laugh is actually a rhythm, just like He Xizhang in this scene, he was the only person on stage, and the only prop was the long sword behind him, but he created tension from beginning to end atmosphere of.Whether it's his movements, facial expressions or even breathing, when you look at him, you seem to hear the tight drumbeats in the background music, the sound of flapping robes, and various additional special effects. You can learn from such a simple appearance There are many subtexts, this is a Taoist priest, a Taoist priest who catches monsters, he is chasing a certain prey, and then he finds the traces left by the departed woman and monk, so he chases after it.The audience will naturally hold their breath when they see this, raise their hearts, and get nervous about the conflict that will happen in the next moment.

He Xizhang's performance is malleable!

"Transfer to the Guanyin Temple." Mu Wanping shouted, and the crew packed up their things and moved to the small forest on the other side of the film and television base.

"Action!"

A young monk is pushing a cart and a woman in white is walking on a dark path. The woman covers her head and face with a hood. In addition to the darkness of the night, she can only see her outline occasionally, which makes her look full of beauty. mystery.Chen Lianruo held a plain white lantern in her hand, the candle flame flickered, of course this was the effect of an electronic candle.

"How far is it to get there?" the young monk asked, his forehead already covered with sweat.

"Come on, little master." The woman changed her words from "master" to "little master", which meant a little more intimacy.Chen Lianruo approached Zhou Wenjin, pulled out a silk scarf from his arms, and said affectionately, "Little Master, you are sweating, let me wipe your sweat for you." One of the nearby seats was given to Chen Lianruo Close-up, a sinister look hangs on the beautiful face hidden in the shadows, and the silver needles hidden in the vermilion lips are looming.

"No need, I have it myself." The young monk said, wiping the sweat from his brow with his monk's sleeve, "Your husband was quite heavy, he must have had a good life before he was alive."

The staff on the side tried their best to hold back their laughter. Some people were a little puzzled and looked at the script book. The original line was: "This car is really heavy. Your husband must be very tall." There was no dialogue arranged, so it was obviously added when the screenwriter adapted it. Zhou Wenjin's performance has basically followed the script until now, but he changed this sentence a bit.He Xizhang looked at Zhou Wenjin from the side, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. Such a change not only conformed to Mingguang's seemingly foolish style, but also pointed out another deep meaning - this young Buddhist disciple had seen it early on. The one under the straw mat was not a corpse, nor even a couple of hunters living in poverty. He might have already seen the identity of the woman, but he still followed the vixen.

This is my understanding of Ming Guang, Zhou Wenjin thought, he had already decided to play this young Buddhist disciple in this way before the filming started, and Zhou Wenjin's line book is full of analysis of this role: a seemingly escaped but compassionate The Buddha's son, his character and sense of responsibility have already doomed his tragic ending!