exploded

Regardless of whether Bo Yijian thought it was okay or not, the acting teacher followed Yu Shengwei and came to Bo Yijian and Yao Liming.

The other staff seized the extra rest time, smokers went to smoke, others talked on the phone, and some played games. The four of them, Bo Yijian and Yu Shengwei, got together and had a small meeting.

Yao Liming was the first to speak and affirmed first: "Xiao Yu, in just one night, your progress is beyond my imagination. Your talent is very powerful!"

Yu Sheng smiled: "Brother Yi Jian taught well."

Yao Liming nodded and continued to talk: "But the Baihu you played is a little bit different from the Baihu I imagined..."

Yu Sheng's smile didn't change, he was about to say something when he suddenly remembered Bo Yijian beside him, and his eyes couldn't help turning.

Bo Yijian was also looking at Yu Shengwei.

He was very pleased to meet the person's eyes, and he replied with his eyes:

Don't be afraid, let me come.

Yu Sheng shut his mouth slightly, and he listened patiently to Yao Liming.

Yao Liming said in detail: "Baihu is an impulsive and irritable person. His every move has a kind of brutal force like flames. He is indeed a victim, but you must not forget that besides being a In addition to being a victim in the past, you are also a perpetrator in the present continuous tense. Your performance just now was too gentlemanly and gentle, as if you were going to meet your little lover."

Li Dan next to him understood Yao Liming's request.

He said: "Director Yao means to add something that represents strength, right?" He looked carefully at Xia Yu Shengwei's face again, "Well... your facial features are very delicate, and you can make the rough and fierce The atmosphere is weakened. I don't recommend the makeup artist to make his makeup more serious. In this way, I think we can add some pictures and props that represent the vicious atmosphere. For example, when Baihu entered the abandoned factory, he was given a big sack mopping the floor Close-up. How about the dark factory, the uneven concrete floor, and the prop bag rubbing against the concrete floor?"

Yao Liming: "..."

This guy doesn't want to offend Xiao Xianrou either.Ask him to guide and guide the actors. When he closes his eyes, he pretends that the actors do not exist, and only works hard on the props to exaggerate the atmosphere.

He glanced at Li Dan, and muttered a few words in his heart, but he was not very angry, after all, he thought the same way yesterday.

But not now.

He felt that Yu Shengwei could still do better, and wanted to do better.

He went on to say: "This is also a way, but..."

"Director Yao." At this moment, a second voice came out, and Bo Yijian interrupted Yao Liming, "I have a different opinion on the need for more angry performance of the 'White Lake' you said."

There was a pause.

Yao Liming's eyes quickly turned to Bo Yijian, and there was a naked expression in his eyes:

It's okay, why are you joining in the fun?

How can this be called doing nothing to join in the fun?Don't forget who was with Xiao Yu last night!

Bo Yijian returned the same look to Yao Liming, and added a condemnation.

Yao Liming was upset.

He glanced at the other two, and decided not to argue with Bo Yijian in front of them.

With a tiger face, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the side, and walked to the corner first.

Bo Yijian naturally followed.

The two stood in the corner.

Yao Liming: "What do you mean? I'm speaking to my actors, I'm the director!"

Bo Yijian: "I don't mean anything." He said slowly, "But I brought the actors."

Yao Liming was furious and shouted, "I'm fucking—"

Although the two were standing in the corner, the sudden roar still attracted the attention of almost the entire studio.

It's just that everyone, just quietly glanced there twice, then looked away, doing what they should do.

Amitabha, immortals fight, mortals do not participate.

Yu Shengwei wanted to go forward, but Tang Lai held him back.

Tang Lai said, "What are you doing? They have a good relationship. It's okay to quarrel with each other. It's only when you go up that you complicate matters."

Yu Sheng glanced at Tang Lai slightly, then pursed his lower lip lightly, showing a displeased and smirking expression: "You know it very well."

Tang Lai: "..."

Ancestors, ancestors.

What did I do wrong again, Grandfather!

Let you be so yin and yang!

The corner conversation continues.

Bo Yijian was still calm, he spoke easily, and inadvertently diverted the conflict between the two of them: "Director Yao, why are you angry? You were very clear about your request to Xiao Yu yesterday. Everything depends on the later stage."

Yao Liming was furious: "But he can perform better! The role of Baihu——"

Bo Yijian didn't bother Yao Liming with this character, and he didn't bother to tell Yao Liming that according to his method, Yu Shengwei would never play better.He once again inadvertently shifted the conflict between the two: "Isn't it good that the character Baihu and He Shen fall in love and kill each other? When it airs, it can be hyped up and attract a wave of traffic."

Yao Liming's boiling anger suddenly froze.

His attention was repeatedly deflected, and finally turned to the point he cared about most.

At this moment, he even asked himself:

Yes, what am I angry about?

What I want is not to be an actor, what I want is popularity!

The anger in Yao Liming's heart melted away, and he even reached out and patted Bo Yijian on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement: "Xiao Bo, you see things from a good angle!"

This wind-like speed of change made Bo Yijian dumbfounded.

He glanced at Yao Liming, didn't say anything, then turned his gaze to Yu Shengwei's direction, and saw Yu Shengwei was still standing there, looking at him eagerly, that look...especially like guarding the door and waiting for him to come home Puppy, full of trust and expectation.

Bo Yijian couldn't hold back, first smiled at the other party, and Yaoyao gave Yu Sheng a small OK gesture.

Nothing is too difficult for your Brother Yijian.

***

The two sat back in the director's chair.

Although the play was not finished, Yao Liming still had to fulfill the rest time promised. Besides, Yu Shengwei should also touch up his makeup, and each group also had its own things to prepare.

Yao Liming stared at the monitor.

Bo Yijian had nothing to do, so he followed Yao Liming and stared at the screen.

Then he heard Yao Liming's indiscriminate attack:

"Who the hell was in charge of the props yesterday? The cups are different in the two scenes before and after the same scene?!"

"Are you pigs? How many times do you want me to say that if you're a pig?

"There's also the make-up team. The clothes you wear for Xiaoyu are all different. Do you think that no one will be able to see the same white shirt? Oh, before Baihu kidnaps and tortures people, he has to go to After changing clothes in the locker room and coming out, does he have to spray some perfume on himself and re-do his hair before completing the date?!"

As soon as the cursing fell, a few muffled laughter came from the scene.

Yao Liming was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, but it was Bo Yijian who interrupted him slightly.

Bo Yijian spoke in a low voice. Under normal circumstances, he would not let the director lose face: "Okay, anyway, I have to make up for yesterday's filming. Even if there is no problem with the props and costumes, it's useless. Just calm down. Isn't he a little fairy boy?"

Yao Liming also laughed now, half-smiling: "When I worked with you before, I never saw you so poor."

Bo Yijian sighed, "That's because I was as angry as you, and almost got high blood pressure and heart disease early."

Yao Liming pondered: "Oh, that "Twelve Rubik's Cube" you produced?"

Bo Yijian smiled: "Can it be anything else?"

For this film, Bo Yijian felt that he had spent the most patience in his life.

However, it was of no use.

Yao Liming was no longer angry, and he laughed: "If you don't want to make a good movie, you have to go to be a producer. Who is to blame for the loss? Let me tell you, for a producer, money is not the point, the point is to choose For the team, there is no good team, hehehe..."

He sneered three times in a row.

Bo Yijian: "Don't worry, I won't be a producer anymore."

Yao Liming: "Then you know yourself correctly..."

Bo Yijian continued to add: "I decided to be the director directly."

Yao Liming: "..."

If he didn't laugh, he was trying to save face for Bo.

He sneered with a black face: "Director? How many years have you graduated? Do you still hold a camera now?"

Bo Yijian slightly raised his eyebrows, and showed a meaningful smile at the other party.

His gaze then turned to a corner of the studio, where a video camera was placed.

When he came back just now, he noticed this empty camera that no one was using.

Anyway, idle is idle……

Bo Yijian's heart throbbed twice.

Will you still have a camera?

Try it directly, don't you know if it will work?

***

Bo Yijian stood up from his seat, he left the filming area, and walked to the table with cameras on the periphery, which was the range of the camera crew.He asked the person in charge of the group: "Does anyone use this camera?"

The person in charge hurriedly said: "No one, no one, this is a spare, if Teacher Bo needs it, feel free to take it."

Bo Yijian smiled at the other party: "Thank you."

He picked up the camera, found another vacant bracket, put it on the bracket, and adjusted the lens while observing the people on the set.

He subconsciously glanced at Yu Shengwei, and found that Yu Shengwei was turning his head back and forth, as if he was looking for something.But he didn't seem to find what he was looking for, and he looked a little disappointed.

Thin to gradually change to another direction.

He saw Yao Liming who was still sitting behind the monitor. He was hunched over like a big monkey.

He also saw the props team and the photography team. They were sweating profusely, carrying things to and fro, like a group of hard-working ants.

Standing behind the camera, he just used the camera instead of his own eyes to scan everything on the set... until he found Yu Shengwei on the set again.

Yu Shengwei was already sitting in front of the mirror to touch up his makeup.

He seemed to be extremely bored, and he was sitting on the chair blankly, his face seemed to be gloomy due to the refraction of light and shadow; he placed one of his hands on the dressing table, and held a Mobile phone, he pressed his mobile phone, put the mobile phone on the table, and flipped it up and down.

Positive, bang.

On the contrary, snap.

front back.

Pop, pop, pop, pop...

He is in this busy world, but his soul seems to have flown away, leaving behind only a perfunctory body with meaningless mechanical reactions.

An extremely thin electric current passes through the thinner cerebral cortex.

His fingers reacted before his brain.

His camera no longer rotates, but stays where it is, capturing the frigid scene!

He moved his face forward again, squinting his eyes slightly, observing the scene.

His mind was spinning rapidly, and some pictures began to collide in his mind, gradually forming a complete idea.

Bo Yijian acted immediately.

He adjusts the camera according to the effect he wants, chooses the lens he wants, and adjusts the appropriate aperture.

After adjusting one by one, he took the camera off the shelf.

He moved forward, moving very carefully and cautiously, like a hunter who was afraid of disturbing his prey.

As he approached, the camera first focused on Yu Shengwei's hand, and took a picture of him mechanically turning the phone; then his camera swiped, and the surrounding crowd and the crowd sitting in it seemed to be Yu Shengwei, who was alone, was photographed; and then, he planned to take a picture of Yu Shengwei looking back.

He originally planned to call Yu Shengwei's name, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly paused.

He called a new name.

"White Lake!"

A familiar voice called out an unfamiliar name.

Yu Sheng woke up slightly, but not fully.

He looked back blankly and saw Bo Yijian.

The slack eyes focused here, and the indifferent expression disappeared without a trace.

His expression became animated.

Although it is only a small change, but...

Like the glare of the starry night passing through the wind, cloud, rain and snow, it fell directly on the face, faintly.

Like a rose budding on his lips, will not let go.

but.

The body has the soul, and the beauty has life.

Bo Yijian's heart skipped a beat.

But more than--more than that.

The picture is not finished yet!

He came to Yu Shengwei with a slightly faster heartbeat, ignored the makeup artist beside him, and said directly to Yu Shengwei: "Come on, do a movement, turn the phone like you just did, but don't repeat it this time, Let go after one turn!"

Yu Shengwei didn't have time to ask anything, and he didn't care why.

He did as Bo Yijian asked.

After turning, let go.

Bo Yijian got everything he wanted.

Unable to restrain his excitement, he bent down in front of everyone and hugged Yu Shengwei fiercely: "Xiao Yu, you are really amazing!"