Character Exchange System [Entertainment]

Moon stars are rare.

Mu Yingdi, who was trapped in a small mountain village, was also worrying about his mobile phone with no signal.Regretfully blaming myself for not playing two games, and I don't know how difficult this week will be.

Because it was a low-cost production and there was no decent studio, the crew simply found a village on the outskirts of Beijing and stayed at the villagers' homes at night.The people in the group took good care of this little guy who ran over with his schoolbag on his back, and vacated a small room for him, which was not spacious, but fortunately it was clean.The euphemistic name is that everything is for learning, and all conditions conducive to learning are fully created for him.

Mutingche was very moved by this, and wanted to accidentally burn Wang Houxiong as firewood.

Although it was quite late, he had no intention of going to sleep just like that.Mu Yingdi, who had no intention of studying, took out the script from a pile of teaching materials on the table, and turned a few pages by the light.

The film tells the story of the decline of Kunqu Opera during the Republic of China.

Even the old man's only son, Kunsheng, was weak and unable to learn Kunqu opera since he was a child. He was mischievous and lawless by his mother and grandmother.The protagonist Lin Xiaoyi's parents both died and wandered all the way. He happened to starve and fainted in front of Lian's house.However, at the time of the sudden emergence of Peking Opera and the decline of Kunqu Opera, even the family fell into an embarrassing situation of not knowing what to do.

What he wants to play is Lian Kunsheng, the only seedling of the Lian family.

According to the arrangement of the script, his life path is actually very clear—frolicking around, being moved by his senior brother’s hard work and determined to learn Kunqu opera, singing Kunqu opera for his senior brother to cheer up the violent warlords, and being insulted by others, he fell into depression.After taking care of old man Lian to take care of him, he left alone, and no one knew his whereabouts.

Film Emperor Mu pinched the script and tapped it twice on the palm of his hand, pursed his lips lightly, and couldn't help but shook his head from the bottom of his heart.

Not cruel enough.

Zhan Zhi is a very good screenwriter, all the regrets, helplessness and hard-wish are shown in the script.The protagonist Lin Xiaoyi has lived for Kunqu opera all his life, but also watched people around him leave because of Kunqu opera one by one.The Lian family fell into desperation day by day, the younger brother broke his will, and the master died in depression.Many opera gardens have been sublet to Peking Opera, warlords are fighting everywhere, and Kunqu Opera is just a lone boat in this big wave, unable to do anything.

The story is coherent, full of emotions, and ambitious.

But not cruel enough.

Of course, Mutinche doesn't understand how to turn a well-capitalized film into a commercial film that sells well.But how to fight a bloody way in a tight situation, Mu Jing is much more expert than Zhan Zhi.

He joined the group a lot late, and part of the plot has already been filmed, so major changes are definitely not acceptable.Mutingche took out his pen and pondered for a while, then lay down on the table and scribbled on the script. After looking at it for a while, he nodded in satisfaction, opened the door and walked into Zhanzhi's room.

After a whole night, the script was re-finalized.

The screenwriter and director who were sleeping together patted the little junior on both shoulders with great satisfaction, and graciously extended him a warm invitation to change his major in drama and writing, causing Mu Tingche to suddenly feel a lot of pressure.

House thieves are hard to guard against—I thought that blocking the brother schools would be enough, but now it seems that Mr. Li still thinks too easily.

Watching the little guy leave in a hurry as if fleeing for his life, director Lin An lay on his old classmate's shoulder, and patted Zhanzhi's arm in relief: "Where did you dig out such a little monster, tell Mr. Ge if you are ready to snatch someone?" ?”

"There is no signal here, let's talk about it later."

Zhanzhi laughed helplessly, shook his head and sighed: "When I met him, I only knew that his acting skills were quite good, but I didn't expect him to be ingenious in screenwriting."

"Actually, with such a change, he has pulled down your intention a bit, and it seems a bit clichéd."

Letting go of his shoulders, Lin An crossed his arms thoughtfully, stood up straight and looked at the old friend in front of him: "I'm a little curious, you have always attached importance to your script, so you can change it this time?"

"Because he's right—in the final analysis, movies are made to be seen by people. If we blindly pursue lofty goals, but the audience doesn't buy it, it runs counter to our original intention of making this movie."

Meeting the other person's gaze, Zhan Zhi shook his head with a smile, and suddenly felt that the crux of the problem that had been worrying him for several years was easily solved: "It's just - after so many years, many people have found ways to ask me to add drama and plot. Please I wrote the character to death in advance, he is really the first..."

Although the funds are limited, the layout of the studio is not simple.

The ordinary farmhouse has been wiped of all traces of modernization, and the staff are busy running in and out, preparing for the next filming that is about to start.

We all know that the screenwriter brought back a student from school to rescue him.As soon as Mutingche arrived at the set, he was dragged into a snow-white long gown and put on a silk fan of the same color in his hand.Before he could enter the state, he was dragged by the field staff to a big banyan tree that was at least two people tall, and a precarious wooden ladder was set up in front of him.

After trying the firmness of the ladder, Mu Yingdi scratched out the words "not crude" in his heart.

"Don't worry, our ladder may not be strong, and Wia will definitely be fine. Just rest assured, it won't fall on you."

For this little guy who was fooled by Zhan Da's screenwriter with a salary that was almost in vain, the staff undoubtedly expressed their deep love.He rubbed his head comfortingly, tied up Wia for him, and carried him on the creaking ladder.

"Thank you..."

It is sad to find that I seem to have become accustomed to being taken care of by others.Mu Tingche thanked him, climbed up the tree with the help of the trembling ladder, found the target branch and sat firmly, and nodded slightly towards the bottom.

The staff waiting in full battle below quickly took their positions.Yang Fan, who plays the leading role Lin Xiaoyi, glanced back at the director, got the signal to start, picked up the heavy bucket full of water, and walked towards the water tank at the door.

Before he had gone a few steps, a stone flew towards him suddenly, and smashed into the bucket with a plop, splashing some icy water.

Lin Xiaoyi put down the bucket, wiped off his sweat, looked up, and saw the boy sitting on the bare tree trunk.

The crew didn't have enough money, but they didn't care about the clothes at all.The snow-colored long gown was extremely eye-catching in the bleak sky and the bony branches, and the one who was more eye-catching was undoubtedly the person wearing this dress.

The boy in white was lazily leaning on the tree trunk, with one leg hanging from the branch on which he was sitting, fiddling with a silk fan boredly and leisurely, throwing a small stone up and down with his right hand.Seeing him looking over, he suddenly sat up straight with the support of the tree trunk, and there was some provocative sarcasm in his eyes.

"Brother Yi, learning to sing is hard enough, why do you have to do these chores?"

Yang Fan stared at him in a daze, only the snowy color remained in his eyes for no reason, he lost his mind for a moment, and forgot the next line.

It's hard to say where the excitement came from - they were all ordinary movements, but they seemed to have a different rhythm when asked him to do them.He obviously made a naughty expression, but those eyes were still clean and innocent, which made people instinctively want to pamper him, even if he made things difficult for him, he couldn't bear the slightest temper .

"Card!"

After waiting for three seconds, Yang Fan didn't see his lines, so Zhanzhi stopped the filming in time, and quickly walked over to pat him on the shoulder: "Xiao Yang, you have to hurry up to take the lines, the little brother is about to fall off when he sits on it gone."

"Yes--sorry!"

Only then did he recover from the inexplicable stupefaction, Yang Fan shivered instinctively, stood up straight and apologized.But because he was in a hurry, he couldn't hold the bucket firmly, and he accidentally smashed it on the foot of screenwriter Zhan Da.

"..."

The little junior brother who was about to fall looked at the movement under the tree in awe, supported the trunk and moved cautiously, and waved down sympathetically: "Teacher Zhan, I'm fine. Don't rush Brother Yang."

As one of today's big screen freshmen, Mu Tingche was actually a little surprised to see Yang Fan on the set.

Compared with Chen Zhou, Yang Fan's career is obviously not as star-studded as him - he did not come from a professional acting department, because he was discovered by scouts and got on the road of an actor by accident. Idol.Relying on a handsome face and not-so-bad acting skills, he also gained quite a lot of fans, and it can be regarded as going smoothly.Such a young fresh meat on the rise will come to take on this kind of literary and artistic film that seems to have no future, and the film emperor Mu's perception of him has improved a lot.

The scenery on the tree is really good, but unfortunately the wind is a bit cold.Mu Tingche sat leisurely on the tree, watching Yang Fan below who was bewildered and apologetic one after another, Zhanzhi had a headache and couldn't laugh or cry to soothe his emotions, the staff ran up and hurriedly changed the scene to fetch water again, the corner of his mouth I couldn't help evoking a warm and shallow arc.

He really likes this feeling.

After a short period of chaos, everything is back on track.Yang Fan, who was mentally prepared, performed much better than before, and successfully played a simple and honest senior brother who was bullied by his juniors because he was a newcomer.Honestly, he was teased by the junior brother and turned around, but his foot slipped and knocked on the water tank, accidentally hitting his forehead.

"Hey, you—"

Seeing that stupid senior brother could fall down like this, Kunsheng subconsciously yelled, but his father's gratified and loving expression when he looked at his senior appeared in his mind.

The look in the young man's eyes changed several times, grievance, relief, fear, worry - finally he stood up carefully holding the trunk of the tree, intending to go down to see how that idiot brother was injured.

The branch in winter was already dry and brittle. Under his movement, the branch suddenly made an ominous creaking sound.He took a tentative step when the support under his feet suddenly broke, and he fell down unexpectedly.

"Card!"

The first act was successfully completed, Lin An yelled to stop in satisfaction, and walked over quickly.Seeing the staff put down the little guy who was being hung around by Wia, he rubbed his head in relief: "Very good - if you teacher Zhan hadn't sworn to me that you were a student, I wouldn't have You have to suspect that you little monster came out of which corner."

The screen of the monitor is very small, and the specific effect presented on the screen cannot be seen yet, but just looking at the scene, you can tell that it will never be bad.Zhanzhi also came over with concern, helped the staff untie the wire on his body, and gently pressed his back: "How is the injury? Is everything healed? Does it still hurt?"

"It's been gone for a long time—Mr. Zhan, how did you know I was hurt?"

Mutingche moved the stiff shoulders that were bound, and answered subconsciously, only to realize something was wrong.Zhan Zhi just smiled, patted his arm lightly, and led him to the rest area beside him.

"Your Senior Brother Feng has been worried about you. He called me several times to ask about your situation. He also said that he didn't have time to send you back, and he was afraid that you would be angry with him, and he was embarrassed to see you—I will take you out for dinner today." Yes, it's a welcome banquet. Take the opportunity to call him back, lest he keep worrying..."

The author has something to say: Mr. Zhan Yue: Foot hurts_(:3」∠)_