Inner entertainment first vase

As long as he joins the group, Ke Yu will maintain a strict schedule, and usually go to bed at [-] o'clock unless it is a big night.Compared to Ningshi, Lijiang did a horrible job.Probably because of the bed and the high anti-dryness, he repeated it all night, slept very lightly, and touched his nose in a daze—fuck, nosebleed.

He turned on the light and got up with his head up, his fingers were covered with blood from his nose.

The moonlight outside the window diffuses in together with the lights in the stone alcove in the yard.After Ke Yu washed his face, he saw a face that was so pale that there was no blood in the mirror.The room was so stuffy that people were drowsy, the window panes were pushed aside, and the early morning night wind blew in. The next second when he regained consciousness, Ke Yu suddenly found that the light in Shanglu's room was still on.

Wake up the phone, it is [-]:[-] in the morning.

There are four iron-clad rules for the assistantship: Arrive early, be on time, work, and—shut up.Tomorrow's filming will start at [-]:[-]. Fei Zai came to Lijiang from Kunming in a hard seat all night. In the bright dark blue dawn, he knocked on the door of Sister Fei's courtyard.This means that Shanglu must make preparations at least five o'clock.

Do you want to be a fairy because you are young?

Ke Yu covered his nosebleed with a piece of paper in one hand, took a sip, and walked to the balcony naked. Shanglu didn't draw the curtains, and the white gauze window reflected his figure facing the computer at his desk.He lived in an ordinary room without a decent desk, only a tea table.He was sitting on the sofa, his tall figure bowed, his arms resting on his knees, and his profile showed concentration.

Ke Yu watched for a while, feeling a little sore in his neck.

He put down his glass, too lazy to type, and sent a voice message to Shanglu.

"Don't sleep so late, Xiuxian?"

Shanglu didn't reply, and didn't even look at his phone.Ke Yu waited for a while, but before he could take his eyes off the computer for a second, the wind blew so cold that even the American ginseng water in the thermos was cold, he finally couldn't stand it and went back.

The nosebleed stopped, and sleepiness swept over after going to bed again. Before falling asleep, he thought vaguely, a young master who can use shampoo for ten yuan but must move with a mattress... To recognize the bed, he Can't sleep at all?

Shanglu stayed up all night, barely sleeping for nearly an hour at four o'clock.The inn includes board and lodging, but it was not so early. He went to have breakfast in the courtyard where the photography team was. There were a few steps on the road, and it was still dark. The air was still cold and lazy.

He thought for a while, put the phone to his lips, and said "good morning" in the faint wind.

Breakfast is porridge and side dishes with boiled eggs, plus a bowl of rice noodles that are standard in Yunnan. There are scallions floating on the red oil. The body that has not slept all night can't stand a little bit of oil, so I only take two polite bites before putting down my chopsticks.

The old Fu asked him: "How did you sleep? Is it still cold at night? Being a photo assistant is a lot of physical work. It's not good to eat without sleep."

Shanglu nodded, "Slept well." Swallowing the last bite of egg whites, after thinking about it, he beckoned to the innkeeper obediently: "...one more."

...The camera and tripod can weigh five, six, seven or eighty kilograms, which is almost as heavy as a girl.

Old Fu laughed so hard that he couldn't stop patting him on the shoulder, and then pointed to a bald middle-aged man with a round belly sitting opposite him: "This is our camera, Mr. Zeiss."

"Teacher Cai."

Zeiss nodded, a little bossy.Although Lao Fu is a senior, the camera assistant has always been a transparent person on the set, not to mention that he is still a little assistant doing odd jobs, and most of the time he just came to open his eyes and see the world.

After breakfast, I will do physical work. After moving the camera and the tripod, after moving the tripod and the track, after moving the track and moving the apple box.Ke Yu entered the set wearing a coat, and just saw him carrying a box, silent and taciturn, couldn't help laughing.

In the rehearsal before the shooting, the camera assistant had to stand to mark the focus, adjust the level and adjust the scene, and Ze Si stood next to the work and greeted Ke Yu: "Mr. Ke's short film is so beautiful."

Shanglu stared at the monitor, turning the aperture ring with his slender and strong fingers without raising his head.

Ke Yu was not on the set. Although he never took the initiative to chat, he was not cold. Knowing that Cai Si was flattering, and the person involved was beside him, he glanced at Shang Lu with great interest, only to see that he was hiding behind his bangs and focused on drooping. Eyebrows, and asked along the mouth: "Really?"

"Yes! The aesthetic composition is perfect! The texture is so good!" Zeiss praised.

"It was just taken by the phone." Ke Yu followed the camera, chatting relaxedly.

Zeiss said "Hey" to Shanglu, "Have you seen the film that Mr. Ke won the award?"

Shang Lu did not reply, but said to Ke Yu: "Please wait a moment—Mr. Ke, please take two steps back, I will focus." Then he replied to Zeiss: "I have seen it."

"Young man, learn a little bit. For example, I was a junior assistant for five years before I was promoted to a senior assistant. I worked for another three years before I touched the camera. I have been in the camera position for five years. I may not be able to shoot that kind of picture."

Shang Lu stared at the depth of field and the focus point in the viewfinder, and said lightly: "The movie screen is a chemical reaction of light, shadow, space and performance. Just listen to the director's instructions, and the camera is of course dead..." When he looked up, everyone listened I was stunned, the scene was completely silent, Old Fu coughed, and Ze Si's face turned green.

Ke Yu bit his cigarette and lowered his head to light it, the corners of his lips pursed.

Shanglu: "...the teacher is right, I will study hard."

Cai Si waved his hand angrily, "Fuck you, you're young and you're not young, do you know how Zhao Guo's 40 soldiers died?"

Shanglu changed the camera and replied, "It's about the death of soldiers on paper."

Chase: "Hey! That's right!"

Ke Yu laughed so hard that the hand holding the cigarette was shaking.Shang Lu looked at him helplessly, and the moment he passed by, one said "fool" and the other told him "don't laugh".

Ke Yu simply bit his cigarette and laughed.

At [-]:[-], everything was ready, before sunrise, and the light showed a dark blue tranquility. Because it was a summer scene, Ke Yu took off his coat and entered the scene, with a thin and tall body in only a T-shirt. There is a sense of fragile thinness in dawn.

This was his one-man show. He knocked on the door, but Sister Fei didn't answer. He turned his head and leaned against the door and sat down slowly. Exhausted and calm, he lit a cigarette and faced the direction of the sunrise.The scorching sun rises like a steamer wheel, spraying out a super glow, and the close-up is slowly pushed up, facing Fei Zai's eyes.His eyes reflect the glow, physically bright, but tired.

Shang Lu followed Cai Si, but his attention was all on Ke Yu.

Tang Zhuo shouted, "Xiao Dao, didn't you have a good rest? Another one."

Ke Yu subconsciously looked at Shanglu.

Shang Lu's face was expressionless, and under the ignorant light, his eyes were dark and deep, which Ke Yu couldn't catch.

My heart was inexplicably empty for a moment, like stepping off the edge of a cliff in a dream.

He nodded without emotion, smiled again, and said "hmm" to Tang Zhuo.

As Shang Lu said, he has seen the worst appearance... He just played the worst appearance in front of his eyes, which is no different from watching it on the screen.

Under the tense body, a kind of embarrassment grew wildly from the gap uncontrollably.

NG five times in a row, the sun is getting brighter, the color is getting weaker, and the light is getting stronger. Zeiss pushed the camera over and over again, and finally made an impatient "tsk", only Shanglu heard it.

Tang Zhuo didn't say anything else, he glanced at the time, "I can try two more, if not, I'll think about it tonight and continue tomorrow."

Who doesn't want to sleep more in the winter, when the director said this, the lighting team, the photography team, the make-up team didn't look very good.

Sheng Guoer handed Ke Yu hot water, and every time there was a click, she hurried up to put on the down jacket, her hands touched her arms, and she felt that her boss was frozen from top to bottom.

Hot water slid down the throat to iron the viscera, Ke Yu subconsciously looked at Shanglu.Shang Lu's gaze stayed in the viewfinder frame, and he stood with arms folded and put his hands to his lips, thinking that he was not an assistant pushing the track for Zeiss, but his leader.

Zeiss muttered: "Damn it, this level of fluctuation is less stable than Lao Tzu's stock."

Shang Lu ignored it, as if he didn't hear it, and after a while, he walked towards Old Fu.

"Change the screen."

The old Fu was stunned, his expression was not quite right when he heard what Shang Lu said just now, and he was already very impatient after shooting in the cold wind this early morning, and said with a sullen face: "Look hard and study hard on the set, there is no such thing here. It's your turn to speak."

"The performance is bigger than the scene frame, and the actor is higher than the storyboard. He is not in the right state. The camera is set up [-] centimeters higher to change the depression angle, and the close-up is changed to the panoramic view."

Old Fu snorted and laughed, "Why, tell the director?"

A child who is invited by a friend's house, although you want to show your friend face, you have to follow the rules and be polite, right?Tang Zhuo is Shen Ling's student. Thanks to him, half of the people present are members of Li Shan's team, and all of them are held in positions of respect by others. When will it be his turn to speak as a assistant?

Shang Lu was indifferent to his sarcasm, and stated calmly: "Fei Zai went to Lijiang to find Sister Fei, driven by love, Sister Fei's changes in his life are like a spider web, and he is Fei Zai on that spider web." Moth, he has no ability to break free, whether it is about desire or this kind of love-hate relationship that is difficult to clarify. Director Tang is a director who likes camera metaphors, and he will not fail to understand the meaning of looking down here."

Old Fu's mouth half-opened with a cigarette in his mouth, his impatient face was solidified by half-belief, and he felt uncomfortable.

The content determines the form, and the form is the content.

Shang Lu said indifferently: "Director Tang Zhuo is a screenwriter, so he still has to rely on you to control the photography—Mr. Fu, are you right?"

Old Fu was holding a cigarette.

Shanglu has almost no emotions, and the firmness does not mean that he is tough, but it is this kind of calmness that makes him appear more powerful, as if he can control everything invisibly.

Low-angle shots are not commonly used, and there are strong hints, such as presenting difficulties, powerlessness, or a sense of being caged, and the characters will appear humble.

He made a choice in the blink of an eye and walked towards Tang Zhuo.The two chatted for a few words, Tang Zhuo nodded frequently with a solemn face, and after the chat, the old Fu patted him on the shoulder, and both of them felt relieved.

Ke Yu immediately received the message - there is no need to take close-ups.

Ze Si turned his head, just about to scold Shang Lu for leaving his post without authorization, but when he saw the kid standing back at some point, he ordered the camera to be set up [-] centimeters higher, and the focal length was zoomed out to deepen the depth of field.

"Ginger is still old and hot." Ze Si remembered what he had just heard, and clicked his tongue, "Old Fu's script is quite thorough."

Shanglu pursed the corners of his lips and re-adjusted the equipment.

Ke Yu returned to the frame and subconsciously looked in the direction of the lens.Shang Lu stared at him, smiled casually, and nodded slightly.

Ke Yu lowered his eyes and retracted his gaze, taking a deep breath.

one by one.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Sheng Guoer silently put the medicine box back into his pocket.They were all sweating in their palms.

During the break, Sheng Guoer told about the funny jokes he saw today. He didn't even look up and noticed that Shanglu looked at him from a distance from the crowd. He didn't understand what was going on. He held the phone and smiled along, looking relaxed and all right.

After all, it was the first time to enter the plateau, and I was afraid that someone in the crew would get sick and delay the progress, so the shooting of the first few days was arranged relatively loosely, and the work was called off at dusk on the first day.Although there is a distance from the ancient city, there is still time to have a meal and a drink. Lao Du thoughtfully arranged a few cars, and within half an hour everyone dispersed.

Tang Zhuo went to visit a friend, Cheng Cheng made an appointment at the spa, Ke Yu gave Sheng Guoer a break, and went to the yard to have dinner alone after taking a bath, and the lights in Shanglu's room were also off.People are not there.

He was the only one left in the huge courtyard. The Yunnan cuisine was heavy in oil and salt. The housekeeper made a pot of Pu’er to relieve the tiredness. Ke Yu hung up his earphones and clicked on “boring” on his phone.I don't know how many times I clicked on it, so many that I even started to hallucinate, thinking that the person in the camera is not me.

The dusk gradually falls, the moon gradually rises, and the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain behind is illuminated by the moonlight, looking bright and clean in the dark.Footsteps came from the gate of the courtyard, one turned their heads and raised their eyes, and their eyes met, Ke Yu asked, "Did you go to the ancient city?"

"Watch the replay in the Zeiss room."

"I saw him get in the car and go."

"Ah."

Ke Yu understood that it was Cai Si who left the matter to him.

"How about it, isn't the feeling of being ordered very fresh?" He stared at Shanglu with a half-smile, saw that the other party pulled out a chair and sat down beside him, poured himself a cup of tea instead of customers, and said slowly: "It's okay, NG was brilliant."

Ke Yu: "..."

Shang Lu glanced at him: "Seeing it actually is more impactful than watching it in a movie."

Ke Yu's face was ugly: "I said before, I don't know how to act at all, you can go back now—"

"I said the real person looks better than the camera." Shanglu pushed the teacup to him, "Three hours, my eyes are blurred, the more I look at it, the more I feel that it's not like this. When I see the real person, I feel that the camera is sorry for you."

Ke Yu swallowed his words abruptly, his cheeks glowing hot under the moonlight.

Lijiang's moon shines brighter than the sun.

"Actually, you don't need to deny yourself. Your acting skills do have a lot of room for improvement, but every actor's talent is different. You have a sense of atmosphere, which is difficult to carve. You are born with it. This is talent. You I have carefully studied the script that was filmed for me yesterday, and if you believe me, I can help you break down the scene."

"How to dismantle it?"

The cup came to a halt for a moment, and Shang Lu smiled: "Do you know which kind of scenes you shoot well, and which kind of scenes are not good?"

"The more detailed the dialogue and the clearer the scene, the better you can perform the scene, and the more precise the actions you design. Like the first scene in the morning, it is very ambiguous and deep. It depends on the actors to deconstruct the layers layer by layer. You Can't do it."

"Li Shan also noticed your problem, didn't he?" Shang Lu stared at him steadily until Ke Yu nodded.

"I read all of your work in order - not the slides, but the details from start to finish. I emailed you and said Kuriyama was just consuming you, you know why?"

Ke Yu was silent.

"Mr. Ke, you know. Because he is less and less giving you this kind of specific, clear and layered scenes, and he is getting more and more lazy. He is a stealer of shots, stealing all your shots with clever lighting, scenery and camera movements. The sense of story, you know that in the following works, you become more and more beautiful and more and more silent. It’s not like the film critics said that you can only shut up because of bad lines, but you have become a vase under the lens of Kuriyama—— "

"A downright vase like those dead props."

The chair made a sharp scratching sound as it retreated suddenly, Ke Yu suddenly stood up and turned around to leave—"Don't talk nonsense."

There are no violent words, only eager to escape.

Shang Lu grabbed his arm: "Don't go."

Body stiffness under palms

Shang Lu took off his down jacket from the back of the chair, put it on carefully for him, and gathered the neckline again, and asked gently and lowly: "Am I talking nonsense, you know better than me, right?"

Ke Yu didn't answer, and didn't look at him, her long eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow in her pale eyes.

Shanglu held his shoulder, gentle and domineering, urging and coaxing: "Answer me."

The persistence in his heart was silently defeated under his long gaze: "... yes." He clapped his hand again, "You are really inappropriate."

Shang Lu was slightly startled, and apologized: "I'm sorry."

Or afraid that Ke Yu might misunderstand, he explained: "I wouldn't do this if you were a girl or gay," which was a bit strange to say, "...Sorry, I might have offended you." He stood still, and with Ke Yu kept his distance, "You are very similar to a friend of mine, I may not consciously treat you as him when we get along—"

"Shut up, you!" Ke Yu laughed angrily, feeling dumbfounded.How could anyone say such words openly?I could hardly lose my temper, but wanted to applaud his frankness.

"You misunderstood." Shanglu pondered, his head was dizzy all night, "I can't express well, because I saw his shadow in you, he is also very talented, but he is better at doubting himself-I just want to encourage you."

"You often encourage her like this?" Ke Yu looked suspiciously.

Shanglu nodded.

"Then you marry her."

"Damn - he's a man!" Shang Lu scolded.

"It doesn't matter, the society is enlightened, men can get married too." Ke Yu said empathetically.

Shanglu's face turned dark: "I'm just thanking you."

"I can't see it," Ke Yu took out a cigarette and threw it to him again: "To be honest, I suspect that you are trying to lure me."

"..." Ke Yu looked at him while sipping his cigarette with a half-smile, "Master Shang, you are so rich, if you are interested in this area, I can't think about it."

The Adam's apple rolled up and down almost imperceptibly, and the words stumbled on the tip of the tongue for a second before they came out: "Think about a fart!"

"Why?" Under the blue moonlight, Ke Yu took a puff of cigarette and said with a slight smile, "Look, my private life is messy anyway, and I'm used to relying on sleeping to get resources. It exists." He looked at Shanglu for a moment, but his smile and tone were calm and relaxed: "Anyway, I'm already like this, I don't lie or lie, don't I?"

Shang Lu's eyes turned cold: "Mr. Ke, don't accept a wrong but popular thing naturally. Popularity doesn't mean it's right, it's always been like this, it doesn't mean it's right, and everyone's like this doesn't mean it's right," After a pause, "If you've already done it, please don't think it's right to keep doing this. You don't have to imply that I'm going to lie to you. I want you to be the protagonist because I appreciate your talent, not to lie to you. You don't have to sleep with me." , I will definitely give you the best creations."

Ke Yu bit his cigarette and thought for a while: "You went to bed very late last night, were you reading a script?"

He suddenly changed the subject, but Shang Lu was slightly taken aback and then answered along the way: "Well, I was going to go out to print, but I've been chatting with you until now."

"I go with you."

I knocked on the butler's door and borrowed the car keys. It was a Prado.

"I'll get the script and copy it all for you."

Shang Lu followed him upstairs.The wooden stairs were narrow but steady, and Ke Yu walked in front, saying, "You don't have to be so nice to me, I'll be scared."

"When I was young, I had to get good grades in the exam to eat and buy new clothes. If I was not good enough, I had nothing. When I grew up, I became an actor by mistake. Many of the favors are clearly marked. We have not known each other for a long time, the more you treat me Well, the more I worry about whether I will lose something in the future. There is no good without reason-for example, if you are kind to me for no reason, then I suspect that God may give me some problems again. "

Ke Yu chatted, "Others are gods who close a door and open a window. If I open a window, I will definitely close a door for me."

When he arrived at the door, he looked back while swiping his card, and smiled: "I haven't been caught by unspoken rules, don't believe it."

The footsteps stopped at the door, and Shang Lu was stunned for a moment, his heart was hit by an inexplicable force, so that there seemed to be a "buzz" from his heart to his head.

Even the fingers stuck in the pockets were numb.

Ke Yu plugged in the card to get electricity, and the light came on suddenly, revealing his clean face, "Although you are not a moral model, I don't know why, and I don't want to be misunderstood by you. Last time at the reception, I asked you if you didn't care?" You said with certainty that you don’t care about my experiences. Now that I’m telling you, I’m not such a person, can you tell me, do you really care?”

Shang Lu moved his lips, but before he could make a sound, Ke Yu turned around and took out the script from the drawer of the end view cabinet in front of the screen, "You said you didn't care, I was very sad."

Shanglu looked at his back.

When Shang Mingbao popularized the black material, he just listened to it as a boring joke.

Hearing the conversation between Zhong Ping and Yu Ye in the lounge, the feeling of sinking in the heart was strange but strong.

When he heard him say "I haven't been unspoken, don't believe it", because the momentary emotion was too strong, he even closed his eyes immediately and forced himself to cool down.

"I care."