My idol has a unique style of painting

During the next filming time, Yin Hanwei put in all her energy, and her spiritual temperament was inexplicably renewed, and her state during filming was several times more relaxed than before.

Perhaps because of her focused attitude, or because she was unwilling to fall behind in her competitive acting skills, Liu Wenqin also devoted herself to honing her acting skills without sleep or food.

With the unraveling of the entanglement in my heart, and the fierce competition with another person, Liu Wenqin's potential was stimulated at once, as if the spiritual orifice had been opened up, and the originally bumpy shooting process gradually became much smoother .

Because Yin Hanwei has clarified her attitude to be business-like, coupled with sufficient psychological preparation and supplementary knowledge, the kissing scene that originally gave Liu Wenqin a headache finally passed without any risk.

It's a pity that even though Liu Wenqin has improved significantly, Hua Rongying still doesn't give him a good face, and she is more strict in her requirements.

For example, it is just a simple scene where the hero and heroine are walking in the square, but she needs Liu and Yin to walk several times in different positions, different directions, and different lights on the square.

During the process, they must precisely control the subtle expression changes on their faces, and at the same time keep pace with each other.

Due to the abundant investment in this film, once Hua Rongying is not satisfied, she will ask to shoot dozens of times in a row, so that the final finished picture will be beautiful and full of emotion.

It was miserable but also rewarding. The busy shooting rhythm made Liu Wenqin enter the state of filming with full concentration. For a while, he even forgot the many troubles around him.

On this day, it was another scene that had been replayed countless times. In the end, Liu Wenqin finally understood Hua Rongying's intention with a flash of inspiration, and managed to pass with difficulty.

Seeing his performance, the expression of Hua Rongying sitting on the director's chair did not change at all. She neither commented nor expressed that he could go down to rest.

She just flipped through the script calmly and pondered for a while.

Liu Wenqin, who was quietly standing aside and waiting, sank, somehow feeling that this scene was somewhat familiar.

Sure enough, Hua Rongying continued calmly: "Seeing that you are in good condition now, and the time and place are also suitable, why don't you just go ahead and film the scene where Fu Xiran writes the score in the room as well. "

When these words reached his ears, Liu Wenqin's heart immediately relaxed: Hua Rongying's sudden attack this time is not too difficult for him.

This scene should have been filmed at the end stage, when he had a more direct understanding of the professional characteristics of musicians.But since he agreed to work with He Pak-xuan, the two of them always discuss the film's score in their free time, and he often asks each other about modern music.

After gaining a deeper understanding of relevant knowledge, he will naturally be more comfortable grasping the role of Fu Xiran.

So Liu Wenqin nodded slightly, and while waiting for the field staff to arrange the venue, he carefully sorted out the ideas for the performance.

The venue was quickly set up, and Liu Wenqin walked into the venue neatly, adjusted her attire, and concentrated on preparing for the shooting.

"start!"

It was a spacious but uncommonly messy room.

The light in the room was dim, and various musical instruments such as pianos, violins, and harps were placed around, and music scores were scattered here and there.There is a wooden work table near the window in the room, and the table is inevitably full of papers.

Fu Xiran was sitting at the table, writing furiously with piety and fanaticism on his face.

Love is undoubtedly the best nutrient solution for inspiration. Now his thoughts are flowing like a fountain, and his writing speed is extremely fast.

He didn't seem to have any hesitation at all, it seemed that in the blink of an eye, he had already written sheet after sheet of music eloquently.

After hooking the last note, he suddenly relaxed, like someone who stayed up many times, his face was full of exhaustion and sleepiness.

He took the coffee that was set aside, lowered his head and sniffed it lightly, and looked slightly refreshed. He took another sip, and then frowned subconsciously.

Obviously the camera cannot record people's sense of smell and taste, but with his action demonstration, everyone looking at the camera seems to feel the fragrance and bitterness of coffee.

After stretching, he stood up, first walked around the room, then sat down to play a few pieces of piano as he liked, then got up to play the violin for a while, and plucked the harp whenever he felt like it.

The notes that pop out occasionally are broken and scattered, but like Cupid's bow and arrow, they shoot straight into people's hearts.

The sun slanted into the window, caressing the music score with beautiful notes.

This is the love letter he is about to send to his sweetheart with words of love in his heart.

Hua Rongying stared at the screen with a straight face, with unsparing praise in her eyes.

In fact, she had noticed from the very beginning that Liu Wenqin was a young man who was very good at learning. If she explained the details and attention points clearly, with just memory and imitation ability, there was no doubt that he could also play the role of Fu Xiran.

Although in this way, what he can learn will only be superficial, but she can save a lot of time and money.

But she still decided to polish this rough stone that met by chance. Maybe he has other passions besides acting, maybe he will quit this circle after he achieves his goal, but at least he has an innate sense of responsibility and seriousness , as long as he is still doing this job, she believes that he will not choose to be perfunctory.

The current show business circle is like a big pool of water. There are too many people fishing in troubled waters, making it difficult for fish who truly love water to survive.For a fish like him that still has the strength to swim, it is better to put one more fish.

So she gave Liu Wenqin a chance, in an extremely harsh way, again and again, and finally she was gratified to see him grow.

After all, she told him to treat this place as a training class, so how could she let him go back empty-handed?

"stop!"

After the filming ended, Liu Wenqin still walked around the venue with a dazed expression on her face, as if she was completely immersed in her own fantasy world.

Hua Rongying noticed his abnormality, she frowned, and there was imperceptible concern hidden in her flat tone: "Xiao Liu, this scene is over, you can go to rest. What's the matter with you, do you feel uncomfortable?" ?”

"It's okay, sorry, I need a little time!"

Liu Wenqin woke up like a dream. The next moment, he suddenly rushed to the rest area beside him, grabbed the scattered papers on the table and started to write music frantically.

"..."

Hua Rongying suddenly had a headache: With him like this, does it mean he can't make a play?

The field staff started to tidy up the venue, and there was a lot of noise and people coming and going, but Liu Wenqin remained motionless, as if he was not affected at all, and could only focus on writing his score.

For the first time, he experienced the ups and downs of being in love, seeing the various states of life through the eyes of the character, and the various insights brought about by the change of life... The various emotions that have been circling in his heart recently merged and blended, and he organized them in an orderly manner. As soon as it is pulled out, it is spun into a thread in a symbolic manner, and then wound on the paper, weaving a silk and satin that is unparalleled in art.

After finishing the last stroke, Liu Wenqin breathed a sigh of relief, but before he finished breathing, he quickly reached out with one hand and took the paper in front of him.

Unable to stop Liu Wenqin, he had no choice but to say, "This, you probably still can't understand it..." In his excitement, he used the subtraction score habitually without paying attention.

He Boxuan held the music score in his arms like a treasure, and was as happy as if he had won millions of lottery tickets: "It's okay, I can understand it. Ever since I heard the concert between you and Lin Yunhe, I have specially Those who have studied the subtraction notation and learned a little guqin from a teacher, it is no problem to understand this!"

Liu Wenqin got the point: "Oh, you actually went to Brother Lin's concert?"

He Boxuan coughed: "Yeah, I just want to check whether Lin Yun and that guy have made progress... In the spirit of learning and exchanging ideas, I contributed a ticket price."

He glanced at Liu Wenqin, joking as if to change the subject: "Speaking of which, your fans are really enthusiastic."

"What fans?"

"You left early, so I don't know. Later, a male fan confessed to you in public. I can tell that he is really infatuated~~ And I know he is you...cough, forget it, It’s better that you don’t know about this. In short, it’s a friendly reminder, remember to protect your chastity carefully!”

Liu Wenqin was full of confusion, but fortunately, he was not like He Boxuan who felt uncomfortable if he didn't get to the bottom of something.He waved his hand indifferently, and brought the topic back to the music score.

At the same time, Fog City, ta Art Museum

The design of the museum is simple and elegant, and the gloomy weather outside is driven away by the bright lights indoors. Most of the spectators gather together in twos and threes, and occasionally stop to watch alone.

Under the overall soothing atmosphere, the only sounds that can be heard in the ears are the occasional footsteps and intermittent whispers.

In front of an exhibition picture, a young man stood quietly.

This is an oil painting with the theme of Ophelia's death. The girl in the painting is sleeping in the stream, surrounded by lush vegetation, and the picture is serene and quiet.

The girl Ophelia is the lover of Prince Hamlet. The prince kills her father by mistake, causing her to collapse and go crazy due to a trick of fate.

One day, after going mad, Ophelia weaves a wreath, and she comes to a stream where a willow tree grows obliquely.

She climbed up a willow branch reaching out to the water, and tried to hang a garland on it.

Unfortunately, the willow branch broke when she leaned out. Although she fell into the stream with the wreath, she was not afraid at all, but hummed freely.

However, the song was never finished—she fell into eternal sleep in the stream.

Perhaps because of this, over time, the willow tree has become a symbol of unfortunate love and death in country e.

The young man is staring at the upper left corner of the picture, where a willow tree with distinct branches and thin leaves is painted.

Since falling in love, this plant always reminds him of his beloved.

A symbol of unhappy love...?

He showed a slightly helpless smile, lowered his head and whispered softly:

"doubt thou the stars sare fire; doubt that the sun doth move; doubt truth to bealiar; but never doubt love."