Inner entertainment first vase

From the beginning of filming, I don't know how many times I went to various casting meetings.Ke Yu always remembers that the first film was a campus play, and the casting was done in the classroom of a certain university.

Perhaps it was because Tang Ye wanted to discourage him at first, and did not ask Mai Anyan to take special care of him.I took a taxi to the audition by myself, ran in hastily, and waited in a long queue.It was summer at that time, and the touch of the black cotton T-shirt clinging to the skin seems to be still in my memory.He acted according to his own understanding, and the assistant director asked: "What misunderstood you, thinking that a person who neither graduated from a major, nor attended a training class, nor talented, can come to eat the job of an actor?" ?”

The cast team present let out a low muffled laugh.

Land Rover Shengshi drove into the underground parking lot of GC headquarters, the bright sunlight was blocked by a huge bunker, Ke Yu focused his eyes on the road, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered this incident.Cardiac blindness made his memory blank, but the sound, the smell, and the anger of that moment were all the more profound because of it.

It was anger, not embarrassment.

He nodded politely, "As an assistant director and senior, your polite and creative suggestions have benefited me a lot, thank you."

Pushing open the door and walking out.

How Mai Anyan called him bloody at that time, I can't remember clearly.

The director later met several times on various occasions, one teacher at a time, handing out business cards with both hands, the rim of the toast cup was always lowered by three points, and his smile was so familiar, as if he had never said that sentence to Ke Yu before.

At the beginning of the establishment of March Film and Television, there was only one executive agent who handled the appropriate size.She had already changed the access card of the GC building in advance, and waited in the elegant and simple elevator room on the second floor.

"Teacher Ke." The executive manager stretched out his hand.

When we met for the first time, she was wearing a champagne ribbon silk shirt with a pencil skirt, and she looked very reliable.

mia. "Ke Yu shook hands with her.

He graduated from Hong Kong Polytechnic and worked in Shanghai and Beijing for several years. He is proficient in three foreign languages, Mandarin and Cantonese, and was hired by Shanglu with a high salary.Ke Yu owns shares, so she is theoretically half-boss.

Sheng Guoer was downcast like a defeated peacock.It is also a working woman, how can someone be glamorous, mature and capable, but she still looks like a female college student who just graduated, and she can't even match her clothes well.

"There are still two actors left in front," Mia pressed the elevator, and introduced during the waiting process: "GC has prepared a separate lounge. After you go up, you can rest first. I will communicate with you if you have any questions."

Ke Yu nodded.

In the lounge, coffee, fruit and snacks are all available, and there are two pages of papers on the teacup at the corner of the table, which is the script of the trial play.Ke Yu straddled Erlang's legs, not looking seriously.No one in the casting meeting had a mobile phone. After a while, Mia sent a note, "It was given by the business director."

The paper was folded in half, Ke Yu unfolded it with two fingers, and the words inside were very beautiful: "Baby, play well."

Without changing his face, he calmly handed the paper to Sheng Guoer.

"Keep it."

Sheng Guo'er didn't know, so she went in, and subconsciously wanted to open it, and when she glanced at it, she felt as if struck by lightning, and her face turned red.

Baby...baby...God, is this something she can see?To be called "Baby" by someone like Shanglu would kill someone!

The corridor leading from the lounge to the casting room was full of people, all of whom could not sit still in the conference room and craned their necks to watch.Twenty minutes later, Ke Yu walked past under the leadership of Mia.Even wearing a mask, he was still recognized at a glance.

"Is it Ke Yu?"

"Is it Ke Yu?"

"Looks like Ke Yu?"

"He's here too?"

"I haven't heard that before."

"He has cooperated with Shanglu a long time ago, so it's normal to come..."

"Brilliant."

"I heard that the Kuriyama crew is also waiting for his reply."

The last time she appeared in the public eye was the turmoil over the termination of the contract and the black material before the Star Diamond Night. However, within a few months, the rumors suddenly changed, and everyone couldn't figure out what was going on. Why did Ke Yu suddenly become two people? The sweet pastry of a good director.

"It doesn't make sense to choose him..." The whispers spread like ripples, "Not to mention Su Gefei, Zhong Ping is also better than him."

Leaving the gossip behind, Mia greeted the casting assistant: "Ms. Ke is ready."

The glass door covered with frosted paper was pushed open. Ke Yu took off his mask, took a deep breath calmly, and walked into this empty room that had been stirring up wind and clouds continuously for a month.

This is the large stepped meeting room of GC, like a semicircular theater. After entering the door, there is a wide and long solid wood stage on the left hand side. The podium has been moved in advance, and there is nothing on it.

Such brevity makes people lose focus on their bodies and eyes, and doubles the pressure on people.

A few people sat on the stepped seats in twos and threes. At a glance, there seemed to be seven or eight.Not sitting together, but not far away.Ke Yu glanced over and saw some familiar faces.

Well-known producer Nie Jinhua, currently the investment director of GC, will serve as the general producer of this film.

The casting director, Yu Changle, has dealt with him many times, and he leads almost the most trusted cast team in China.

Shanglu... his boyfriend.

The rest are not familiar, and there may be people from other investors.

There is no prescribed format for the audition process, but generally speaking, the first paragraph will be self-introduction or the actor’s personal presentation unit, followed by the presentation of script fragments, and finally improvisation. Understand the metaphysics of the eye.

Ke Yu took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and deftly put one into his mouth. While pressing the lighter, he bit the cigarette and mumbled, "Ke Yu."

It is Cantonese.

Some people look strange.

Some people were surprised.

Only Yu Changle and Shang Lu showed great interest.

Shanglu sat at the front, on his left, a cameraman was in charge of the fixed-camera lens, and on his right was a monitor, as long as he wanted, he could see the expressiveness of this actor under the lens at any time and atmosphere.

It is rare to audition like this. Without the aid of lighting and props, most of the performances will look weird and even a little awkward under the camera. Therefore, generally speaking, the shots during the audition are only for pen-hold recording.

Ke Yu snatched the cigarette from his mouth and lightly dusted the ash. In the lingering smoke, he smiled, "It seems that there are some old acquaintances—Mr. Nie."

Nie Jinhua nodded to him.

"It's been a while, spirit."

He always spoke Cantonese, and Nie Jinhua came from the north, and he replied lamely with a smattering of knowledge: "It's not as good as you."

Ke Yu turned his gaze, with a proper smile on his face: "Teacher Yu."

Yu Changle replied: "Long time no see."

"Where will Teacher Yu get rich in the New Year?"

Yu Changle laughed: "A cigarette."

Ke Yu tossed one to him in the air, "Why, do you feel itchy to see me smoking?"

Yu Changle just laughed, "Where is it?"

Ke Yu's gaze finally turned to Shanglu's face, and he naturally stopped: "Shanglu."

Nie Jinhua smiled and said, "Are you bullying him because he is young and doesn't even call him a business advisor?"

Ke Yu waved his hand with a cigarette in his hand, pursed his lips and shook his head with a smile, then took over the topic to smooth things over: "Why, the business director is young and promising, if he really chooses me, the studio will be called a hundred Not much noise," he took two steps forward, walked down the stairs, and stopped in front of the first row, with one hand in his pocket, the hand holding the cigarette hanging by his side, holding the edge of the seat, "I'm afraid that the business The director thinks I'm annoying."

Shang Lu pursed his lips, and replied sternly, making it hard to distinguish between relatives and estrangement: "It's not annoying."

His movements are so calm, calm and skillful, smooth and smooth, with a feeling of being able to do a job with ease in the rivers and lakes.

By this time, the others finally realized one after another that Ke Yu has been Ye Sen since he entered the door.

Yu Changle took the initiative to cue the process, "You have cooperated with a business director once before, how do you feel?"

"It doesn't matter how I feel about Director Shang, what he feels about me is the most important thing." Ke Yu leaned down, his eyes were at the same level as Shang Lu, and one lip curled up: "Am I right, Director?"

"I think you feel very good about him." Yu Changle sighed, "How many years have you not had an audition? This time you are willing to go through the process from the beginning. It really is our business director who has a lot of face."

The ecology of the domestic entertainment film and television industry is very strange.

Many actors have reached a certain position and are no longer willing to try again.Some actors simply said that if they don't audition, they will sign the contract immediately, and the audition will be discussed later.The reason is weird but sufficient: I still have to audition after acting in so many plays. Is it a question of my acting skills or doubts about my past works?

How could an actor of this status be afraid of being compared?After thinking about it, it is probably because the dignity is already so high that I feel offended once I go to the audition.

This kind of "playing big names" has become a set of default rules of the game. The bigger the celebrity, the more you just need to wait for the show to come to you at home-unless you encounter a highly respected and strict director like Shocking Pancake or Kuriyama.

Ke Yu didn't know whether Yu Changle's words were only aimed at him, or whether he had mentioned it to Zhong Ping and others.He smiled lightly: "It's not just me who feels good about him alone? Mr. Yu has been watching him for almost a month, isn't he almost blind?"

Yu Changle stopped being polite and asked the first question.

But it's not about the script.

It's an improvisation.You must know that in the periphery of Macau casinos in the past, there were street girls, escorts and mixed codes wandering everywhere.The most eye-catching one is of course the girl standing on the street, wearing a short skirt and a shoulder bag, wearing bright lipstick, and there are hooks painted with sweet medicine in her eyes.The romantic story between the street girl, the gambler, and Junket Operator cannot be finished in a book, so Yu Changle asked him to act in an interaction with the street girl.

But there were no actresses on the scene.This is the second level of strangeness in Shanglu's audition style in addition to examining the atmosphere of the camera.

In the usual audition, there will be a layer of "spark test" in addition to self-presentation.The film party will let two or more audition actors perform a rival scene together, so that we can observe whether the roles can collide with sparks.

But here in Shanglu, there are no counterpart actors, and there are no assistants.

Is he playing Jason?Under what circumstances did you meet the street girl?What did we talk about?Ke Yu needs to design it himself.This is something on the imaginary level, and Ke Yu's mind went blank, as if he forgot his name when he picked up a pen.

He took a deep breath and met Shanglu's eyes calmly.

Shanglu nodded slightly to him.

It's just a street girl... He was almost sold to Thailand, Grand Lisboa, Old Lisboa, Sands, Venetian, Emperor Galaxy, which one of them hasn't been forced to visit by Mei Zhongliang?

In the thick notebooks one after another, the records, summaries, and recitations day after day and year after year, the corners of the pages were turned, the paper was torn, and the cover was sanded. Those vast materials It became words and paintings, which became subconscious and muscle memory during the long-term recitation and imitation training, and were stored in his hopelessly dark heart.

There is nothing in his mind, and his mind is like a mountain and an ocean.

Ke Yu snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, took out another one, and entered the scene from here.

He pretended to be offered a cigarette, tilted his head, held the flames with one hand, took a deep breath, and then blew a breath on the face of the non-existent woman standing across the street.

"The third is richer, the fifth is poorer, open the door early in the morning and enter the pawn shop—beautiful girl, why can't you think about it, and want to do business for poor gamblers?...What, where do I have money?" He crossed his arms, condescendingly and interestingly With a smile, "The belt buckle looks expensive? If you like it, I'll give it to you." He was about to unbutton it lazily.

There was a jingle, he bit his cigarette and tucked his shirt back, and laughed bluntly: "Hey, you see that your colleagues are laughing at me, don't play with me." He held the wet cigarette tail back to her and raised his eyebrows , Pushed again, "Smack, don't you want to reward you? So hi."

Although he called "Suo Hei", his tone was lazy and harmless, and there was always a layer of casual banter in his expression, as if he was just teasing her casually.

His mind is indeed not here. If the street girl is sharp enough, you will find that his eyes are not relaxed, and he is always scanning around intensively, scanning the non-stop traffic on the zebra crossing outside the Grand Lisboa like a sophisticated scanner. pedestrian.

Sure enough, his eyes moved and his brows raised, "Let's go,"

Cigarette hastily threw it to her feet and stomped it twice, and when she left, she squeezed her buttocks, "Brother, I wish you Gongxi Facai and endless joy, your wallet is fatter than your butt."

There was an improvisation in Cantonese and Mandarin, and the switching was fluent. At the end of the performance, Ke Yu quickly pulled away, but he did not re-enter the role of Ye Sen. The quackery receded from his face, and when he looked at his face again, You will feel that he is so clean and pure.

The hundred-square-meter stepped meeting room was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Yu Changle cleared his throat and looked at Shang Lu: "What do you think of the business director?"

Calm indifference, keen and vigilant quack spirit, undisciplined and calm attitude.

When it comes to film and television casting, acting skills come second, and posting roles comes first.

The essence of audition is to find the most correct person to tell the story.

Applause resounded in the quiet room, and Shang Lu stood up while applauding, just like many days ago, he and he were on the balcony with small flowers in Chengzhong Village, Ningshi City, just like many days ago, he and him were standing together in Jade Dragon Snow Mountain In the mountain village of Stone House, he stared at Ke Yu and applauded as if no one else was around, "Mr. Ke, thank you for choosing my movie."