Mistress Her Brother [Transmigration Book]

Nie Ziye came to the Drama Club just to see Song Mo. He hadn't seen him for more than a week, and he felt that the time had passed even longer than a month.

Especially when he was alone in the dead of night after busy recording, without someone beside him who would help him rub his shoulders and beat his back and talk to him, it made people feel more empty and tired.

The "little misunderstanding" with the drama club was second.

The film school's grades don't need any club activities to add points, and he doesn't like people using himself as a gimmick to recruit new students.But seeing that Wang Kun only recruited Song Mo after a long time, and he looked not only not shrewd, but rather stupid, Nie Ziye thought about it, and didn't propose to cross his name off the roster.

"Are you a drama club or a club?" Nie Ziye walked to the classroom desk where a pile of books were piled up, and after a general look, they were all books about acting, and there were a few thick notebooks inside.

Those books and notebooks were left by the seniors of the drama club. Some of the books were so old that even the pages of the books were scratched, and the handwriting written by the ballpoint pen on the notebooks was somewhat blurred.

It can be seen that this association has been established for a long time, and a small desk is the crystallization of the efforts of these students.

Whenever there is an activity in the club, the president is responsible for moving these books to the classroom where the activity takes place.Wang Kun took over this burden from the seniors of the previous class, and his seniors were also passed down from the previous class.

"For the first two weeks, newcomers must first practice basic skills. This is the rule of our club." Wang Kun explained in a low voice while standing beside him, and wiped off his sweat involuntarily.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with the clubs doing this in the past, but this year was really different.

——Teach newcomers the basic skills of acting, and it is very likely that they will be taught by newcomers.

"What can two people do? Do you want to hear us talk about cross talk?" Song Mo was not as nervous as Wang Kun, and even rolled his eyes when he said something.

Nie Ziye shook his head with a smile, casually opened one of the relatively new notebooks, and then his eyes gradually became serious.

"...Is this your original script?" Nie Ziye flipped through a few pages, skipped directly to the end, and began to read carefully from the middle after finishing it.

This notebook is entirely handwritten, and the writing is not from the same person's hand. There are traces of colored markers on it, and the lines spoken by which character can be distinguished directly from the color.

Wang Kun looked at the familiar notes in the notebook, his eyes felt hot, and his voice was slightly low: "Yes, this is the script we prepared for the welcome party, but it was brushed down. The person who reviewed the program said that our script was too conscious. Streaming, without baggage and laughs, it is not suitable as a show for a party."

"Can you give me this script?" Nie Ziye closed the notebook, turned around, and looked at him seriously, "There is a song in the album that lacks a suitable script for the MV, and I want to buy it from you." copyright."

Wang Kun was dumbfounded.

He was stunned for a long time before he was sure that Nie Ziye was not joking, and he was a little at a loss for a moment: "If you want to take a picture, just take... just take it away, I don't think everyone will mind."

This script was thought up by Wang Kun and several former members of the drama club, and those people were no longer there.Before they left, they also told Wang Kun that the scripts were left to the drama club, and they could be disposed of casually. Of course it would be great if they could be sorted out again.

After all, their predecessors did the same.

Wang Kun never thought that his scripts would be favored by film and television professionals, and might even be performed by his idol himself.

Wang Kun's idea is very simple, since the idol likes it, then give it to him!

But Nie Ziye took a business-like attitude and said: "No, the copyright of this script belongs to your drama club, and I can't take it for nothing. How about it, after class tomorrow, I will ask the agent to negotiate with you on behalf of the company to purchase the copyright." Just take note of her phone number."

Wang Kun took Nie Ziye's manager's business card in a daze, looked at the gilded calligraphy on it, stroked the uneven pattern on the surface of the business card, and realized in a daze that the future of the drama club might have to change.

After the club activities were over, when Song Mo and Nie Ziye were walking back, they asked him quietly: "You didn't feel sorry for our president, did you say that?"

Although Wang Kun is indeed quite pitiful, Song Mo would not have agreed to join the drama club if he hadn't seen his miserable appearance.

Nie Ziye laughed, looked at him and said, "Of course not, I really think the script is quite suitable, do you still remember the song "Very Good"?"

Song Mo followed Nie Ziye to the recording studio once, and he sang "Very Good" several times at that time, and he could almost memorize the lyrics, of course he remembered.

And it was quite impressive.

"Is that the song with the weird lyrics?" When Song Mo heard the title of the song, the chorus of "Very Good" automatically appeared in Song Mo's mind.

There is a line of lyrics in it: I am in front, you are behind, now I am in your arms, and who is hugging you.

This relationship made Song Mo dizzy, is it two or three?

In the end, it was Lu Xiaodong who mentioned it to him. In fact, there is only one person in this song, and there are "I" at the front and back. It is enough to regard "I" as a narcissus.

The script written by Wang Kun and the others is somewhat similar.

The story is about a frustrated middle-aged man who accidentally traveled to the world where he was ten years ago. When he met himself ten years ago, he couldn’t tell his origin and future for some reason. Come out to interfere with him when he encounters something that has a profound impact on his fate, trying to help him avoid risks and avoid detours.

However, in the end "I" met the woman who caused him to lose everything. He had a big fight with "I". Since he couldn't tell the future, he couldn't explain to "I" what was wrong with his girlfriend. Under the quarrel, the two broke up unhappy.

The person who was always inseparable is gone, the young "self" is unhappy, and a few days later he finds that the middle-aged man has disappeared, as if erased from his world.

This is an open ending. In the end, the disappearance of the middle-aged "self" can be seen as he has embarked on the old path and returned to the original track of destiny.It can also be seen as the young "self" realizing something after introspection alone, and the fate has changed since then, and the past and the future have become two parallel lines.

This is indeed not a suitable program to perform at the party, because the ending is not good, and the audience may not be able to understand it.

In particular, the script is well conceived, but the plot and lines have great flaws, and cannot clearly show the core of the story.

Later, Nie Ziye had to find someone to rework the script from scratch.

……

Wenju's work efficiency is very high. After receiving the call from Nie Ziye, she took a duplicate contract to University City Island the next day, and had a copyright negotiation with the trembling Wang Kun for about half an hour. The money was remitted to Wang Kun on the spot.

Looking at the five-digit amount in the bank card, Wang Kun swallowed, and walked Wenju to the door with one hand and one foot, with a dazed expression on his face.

"On the day of the official shooting, you, the original author, are also welcome to watch it." Wen Ju smiled at him.

"Can I really...can I go?" Wang Kun had just been hit on the head by a piece of pie, but he hadn't recovered yet, and now he was hit by another piece of pie, his head was bleeding, and he was so happy that he was about to bubble.

"Of course, this is your script, and you have the right to witness the process of it being filmed." Wen Ju glanced at him, and then said to Song Mo next to him, "You can go too, presumably Zi Ye is also very happy to be in the filming process." See you there."

Song Mo nodded obediently: "I will not be absent."

On the day of the MV shooting, Song Mo found the studio according to the address Nie Ziye sent him on his phone.

It was chaotic inside, the staff was busy going back and forth, cables and wires were tangled on the floor, various machines were put aside, and the director was giving a lecture to two actors who were still in makeup.

Nie Ziye saw Song Mo through the makeup mirror, and smiled at him through the mirror.Because the makeup artist's brush was still sweeping back and forth on his face, he couldn't make too many movements, so he could only raise his hand and wave at him.

The actress sitting next to him looked familiar.

"Which one is the little assistant you mentioned before?" Yu Yaoyao was warned by the makeup artist, but she couldn't help but tilt her head and stretch her neck to look, "Oh—it's that little sheep, it looks so soft, Pinch it well."

"Don't get his idea." Nie Ziye whispered into her ear with a cold voice, making Yu Yaoyao rub her arms involuntarily.He glanced at Yu Yaoyao, "If your legs are not healed, be honest and don't provoke him."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm not a tiger, can I still eat him?" Yu Yaoyao became more enthusiastic as she talked, "I even helped you to appear in the MV for friendship, why don't you take a second look at your little sheep?"

"No." Nie Ziye reminded her, "I'll help you host, and you help me act in the MV. We owe each other nothing."

"Cut, it's boring."

Yu Yaoyao lowered her head and fiddled with her phone boredly, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the makeup artist: "Yaoyao, look up, I'm drawing lip liner for you!"

Director Liu, who shoots the MV, is an experienced MV director. Many of the album MVs of artists in Nie Ziye's company are shot by him, and the lighting effects are particularly well used.

After getting the script, he decided to let Nie Ziye play two roles. The entire MV only used two stars, and a few backup dancers could also act as group performers, which can be said to be very economical.

It's just that this kind of shooting has higher requirements on Nie Ziye's acting skills.

He has to perform both the vicissitudes and frustrations of adults and the innocence and recklessness of young people. The last two composite shots of "self" must have a clear sense of interaction, which is also a big challenge for Nie Ziye.

Nie Ziye had already brought out all her acting skills, but she still didn't even pass the first one, and got NG more than a dozen times.

This was rarely seen in his previous filming. Nie Ziye looked a little ugly when listening to Director Liu's lecture.

"You have to read the lyrics in two ways, but you must speak at the same speed, otherwise the two 'you' will not be neat when they are in the same frame." Director Liu wanted to demonstrate it by himself, but found that it was difficult for him to Recited lines with two different feelings at the same speed, scratched his head and said angrily, "You try to read the adult lines first."

Nie Ziye is quite good at handling the feeling of an adult: "I am in front, and you are behind..."

"Now I'm in your arms, and who's hugging you."

Director Liu pricked up his ears to listen, and another voice sounded at the same time, ending at the same time as Nie Ziye's voice, but it sounded completely different!

It may be because of the timbre, the juvenile voice sounds innately energetic and green, which is different from Nie Ziye's feeling of being too smooth in professional courses.

But what he wants is this difference!

Director Liu turned his head, and saw a rather handsome young man standing innocently on the spot, with his mouth slightly open, and he hadn't finished the last sound yet.

Director Liu slapped his thigh, pointed at him and said, "You, you... it's you!"

Then he pushed Song Mo towards the make-up artist, put his hands around his mouth like a trumpet, and said loudly: "Attention all departments, the script has been changed, and one more person will be added to play 'Xiao Nie' temporarily, the make-up artist moves quickly Come on, the stylist is looking for a set of clothes that are the same as 'Da Nie', and I want a size S!"

Inexplicably, Song Mo was grabbed by several hands for a long time, changed into casual clothes of the same style as Nie Ziye, and was finally pushed in front of the camera.

"'Big Nie' hugged 'Xiao Nie' slowly from behind, as gently and affectionately as possible, but not too erotic." Director Liu said beside him.

Nie Ziye walked slowly behind Song Mo, first pressed his chest to his back, then gently raised his hand, from his wrist to his arm, the distance was vague, as if he had touched Song Mo The skin, and it seems that there is no.

He moved closer, and when his chin was about to touch Song Mo's hair, he turned his head slightly, and Song Mo turned in the other direction as if he had a heart-to-heart. The distance is drawn closer.

"Very good, very good, that's how it feels..."

Director Liu's voice was still buzzing nearby, but Song Mo felt that his ears were going to be deaf. He couldn't hear any noise outside, he could only feel his heartbeat beating faster than the next, and there was also a sound behind him. A fast beating heart was sticking to him.

Until Nie Ziye embraced him completely, with the meaning of cherishing, valuing and protecting, Song Mo instinctively read the line that he had already mastered by heart.

"—In my arms is the whole world that I cherish."

The author has something to say: Song Mo: This plot is really Narcissus!Is it okay to shoot like this?