The Last Shot [Entertainment]

After that day, the box lunches of the crew of "24 Nights" made a qualitative leap. They were delivered by restaurants in the urban area every day, including food insulated boxes, fruit and cold drink freezers, every four hours, on time and on time. A perk that other crews don't have.

In order to prevent the ice products from being heated up, director Tian Jing, when the dining car came, even if the leading actor was hanging on the wire with his "life hanging by a thread", he had to hurry up and finish work, and the most important thing was to eat.Only the director's assistant noticed that the director cherished everyone every time to share the frosty cold drink, and then went to drink the soup in a grievance. On a hot day, the steam of the hot soup made him frown.

"Director, our investors are really generous. They come twice a day. I've seen people visiting classes for celebrities before, and they only sent them for three days in a row." The assistant who kept his job and enjoyed a good fortune came to Tian Jing, and Tian Jing took a look. He swallowed the ice cream in his hand.

"It was not given by the investor." Tian Jing said, "The investor said that adding money to Weibo to buy reposts will not improve the quality of our food."

"Uh, so this is?"

"Eat yours, don't worry about it so much."

Tian Jing drank two sips of soup, and then opened the only lunch box that didn't have the restaurant logo on it. It was different from the dishes that the rest of the crew served in different ways every meal. Tian Jing's portion was always light, and the assistant knew that Tian Jing had a bad stomach Well, I thought Tian Jing himself had said hello, but after a closer look today, I found that Tian Jing's lunch box is different from the restaurant lunch box, it just looks like it, and it doesn't smell the same style, it's more homely.The assistant was a little surprised: "Director, is this specially made for you?"

Tian Jing picked up a piece of spare ribs, chewed on it and said, "Yes." His tone was a bit embarrassing.

"Wow." The assistant sighed exaggeratedly, and by the way, raised doubts that he had long ago, "Is it a girlfriend?"

Tian Jing still gnawed on the ribs: "No."

The clumsy assistant didn't know how to gossip, so he held back his meal and the scene for another day, until after the play, he saw Rong Yu stalking the director again, listening to him ask again and again.

"You still said you were not, how did you explain that man that night?"

Tossing and turning, it is about to form a new country rap.

Tian Jing was obviously annoyed by him too, turned around and shouted: "I'm a double, that's fine! Besides, it's none of your business, believe it or not, I changed you!"

"It's been filming for a week, and you have no money to exchange for mine."

"..."

The assistant felt that he seemed to be able to connect some characters, so he went to bed satisfied.

Tian Jing seemed to be working harder because of the improvement of food. Inspiration burst into the middle of the night and pulled the main creators up for a meeting. When asking for a wage increase, Tian Jing suddenly got stuck again.

The storyboards that had been set were changed beyond recognition by him. For a scene that everyone thought was OK, Tian Jing didn’t think it was OK. He used three methods to shoot N pieces, but none of them was finalized. In order not to delay the group’s time, I can only shoot down, but he seems to be a different person, sitting in front of the monitor all day with a sullen face, only shouting action and cut, everyone can see that he is awkward and can't continue shooting, because the previous The scene didn't work out.

Tian Jing knew that he couldn't go on like this, and it was impossible for the entire crew to wait for him to adjust. He couldn't solve it by himself, so he could only ask for help.

The first person he thought of was Ren Yaoju. He occasionally had contact with Ren Yaoju. Because of Bai Ai's relationship, he didn't dare to contact too much. Ren Yaoju didn't use social platforms, and he couldn't see what he was doing recently. Many states were From what I know from Bai Ai, it seems that I have been filming a documentary all the time.

Tian Jing greeted Bai Ai on WeChat before he dared to call Ren Yaoju, and it took a long time to connect.

"Tian Jing, if you want to find me in the future, you can find me directly, you don't need to tell Xiaobai." Ren Yaoju's first sentence was this.

Tian Jing was immediately embarrassed: "Uh, is Xiaobai with you?"

And Ren Yaoju seemed more embarrassed than him, and gave a low "hmm".

The two coughed at each other for a long time before getting to the point. Tian Jing sent all the parts he had roughly cut after the filming to Ren Yaoju, explaining his bottleneck. Ren Yaoju said that he would be able to give him feedback in the evening, but only after two When Tian Jing was still struggling with a set on the set when he was young, and was about to quarrel with the artist, Ren Yaoju called.

"You really let me down."

Tian Jing stood under the sun, his face was scorched hot, but these words fell on his head like a bucket of ice.

"Teacher Ren..."

Bai Ai interrupted over the phone: "Don't be so fierce, you will scare Tian Jing."

"Sheng Zhaoliang came to look for me. Seeing him in such a mess, he asked me with empty eyes, Teacher Ren, would Tian Jing hate me to death. I'm actually quite lucky, because I thought you finally got rid of his shadow." Ren Yaoju took a deep breath, as if trying to restrain his anger, "The result is still the same, except for the opening of the title, the rest is not much better than your timid homework back then!"

Ren Yaoju's tone returned to the sternness of his college days, Tian Jing shrank his neck, and dared not argue for a moment.

"Tian Jing, what do you want to shoot? What do you see in the script? Your eyes discover the story. Not only that, but you also have to show the audience what you see. Don’t hide anything, show what you see, don’t be afraid.” Ren Yaoju breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, “Sheng Zhaoliang’s way of making movies is different from yours, he focuses on self-creation, starting from a seed, to What he cares about is whether the entire growth process of the film is in his hands. He doesn't even need to watch it to know what to show, so his expressions are all for him. Creating services is a pragmatic method that only applies to him, but you are different, you have to look, you have to discover, and you have to recognize, your advantage is not creation, but picking up leaks! So you may think that I I’m belittling you, no, among countless people, only Van Gogh saw the flowing starry sky and painted it. And Tian Jing, among countless people, maybe only you have discovered that there is another way of saying movies, use your Eyes, I repeat, use your eyes."

"..." Tian Jing was silent. In fact, he had always had a vague impulse. He didn't know if this was what Ren Yaoju said, something he could "see".

"Do you remember the time when I assigned an assignment titled "Tree Roots"?"

"remember."

"A lot of students gave me feature films, homeland and other themes. This is the inertial thinking created by the environment, and there is no recognition; otherwise, I will really shoot tree roots, all kinds of tree roots, or just use Time-lapse photography shoots growing or rotting tree roots. I have nothing to do with this kind of thing, because it is a collection. But you and Sheng Zhaoliang did not do this. When Sheng Zhaoliang was doing this problem, he took a very montage short video, sitting alone at the table I ate something thinly sliced ​​before, and I later found out that it was kudzu root, some kind of tree root. He grew old while eating it. At that time, Sheng Zhaoliang invited a freshman stage student to do your makeup, and the makeup effect was terrible. But it is very attractive. As that person grows old, the environment of the room behind him also changes. Sheng Zhaoliang feels that people are like tree roots. In order to maintain the supply of the surrounding environment and the supply of interpersonal relationships, they stay motionless in place, vain The environment is flourishing, while people themselves are not only trapped in place, but also exploited.

One year later, when you came to my class, I asked this question again, but what you gave me was a shot with only hands leaving the country. There was no story, no meaning, only hands. You thought the roots were for grasping The human hand is similar to that which retains the nutrients in the soil.Compared with Sheng Zhaoliang's short film, this shot has no solid center, no self-contained background, no novel expression, and is very immature, but it is very moving, with a temperature that everyone can feel. In your homework, many students looked down at their hands. Things that they don’t usually pay attention to have become intimate and full of possibilities under your lens, so you are different from Sheng Zhaoliang. Sheng Zhaoliang can create self-justifying stories, but you It is the person who discovers the story, some things that no one else has discovered, you have to find the missing ones. "

Tian Jing held the phone tightly, because of the hot weather or his flustered and excited palm, the phone became very hot.

"Tian Jing, you already have a script in your hand, and the story has already been formed. Don't try to create a new story on the script. That's the job of the screenwriter. As a director, especially a director of your type, you just need to put yourself Shoot what you feel in the story, and let the audience look at a suspenseful story that could have been shot with conventional methods through your eyes. Only then will it be beautiful and warm.

You have something that Sheng Zhaoliang doesn't have. Sheng Zhaoliang likes to be condescending. His happiness comes from creating things like a god, but you can see many ordinary people want to see-giving with warmth and humble desire, so don't imitate him. "

"Stop imitating him."

Tian Jing hung up the phone. He felt sweat dripping from his forehead, and the skin on his eyebrows hurt. The sun was far away and he couldn't look directly at it, but Tian Jing could feel its heat.

Those distant things seem to be finally held in the hand.