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He stared at the samurai against the cherry blossoms in the camera, who seemed to be sleeping and dying, and forgot to speak for a while.

After Jiujiu came back to his senses and said "Cut".

Only then did the crew give out warm applause one after another.

It was definitely a successful shoot, one shot and everyone brought out their best.

Especially the performance of someone dying, the affection and bitterness of that face when dying, it is absolutely thrilling!

All the corpses lying on the road were revived in an instant, performing a medical miracle, slapping their buttocks to ashes, and of course, leaning against the wall, the most beautiful master Yin also got up.

"Where did you learn opera before?" Otomo Qishi walked over quickly, grabbed someone and asked.

The director is actually belatedly aware of this, after all, what he has been paying attention to throughout the whole process is the dazzling beauty and withering.

But now that I think about it, this guy's performance before he died was amazing.

No lines, no extra body movements, just simple eye changes and micro-expressions, the finishing touch creates a lot of layers, especially the silent cry, and the transition from pain and reluctance to love. Close your eyes, like water as smooth.

Such contagious interpretations and shots are rare.

If the original expectation of this scene was just super poignant and beautiful beyond the formula, then now, it has a little more shocking meaning.

This is definitely beyond the director's expectations. The superior image conditions and outstanding performance made a tool scene that was originally planned to serve the plot become heavy and sublimated.

Only with this kind of quality, this kind of origin is worthy of the sad relationship between Himura Kenshin and Xuedaiba later!

"I haven't studied drama before." Yin Ze said truthfully.

"Wow, then you are really a genius!" Otomo Keishi said happily after hearing this.

"Use dim sum, you can also use dim sum." Yin Ze patted the other party's shoulder to show his encouragement.

"?"

This messed up the director.

"Haha, pretty boy, the scene just now was very good. Compared with the practice, the movements are more chic." Kenji Gugaki and the martial artists also gave a thumbs up.

Haha, that's natural, because I didn't hesitate to overclock, and optimized it several times in the background.

"Strong..." The group actor brother who played the role of the miscellaneous warrior also sighed with emotion from the side.Of course, if he is willing to return the chicken legs, he will be even more generous in his praise.

"It's a great performance, and I learned a lot." Satoma said politely after cutting a street.

"Wuuu, Chief, my Chief..."

And the elder sister, the makeup artist who witnessed the whole scene, was even more embarrassed, her eyes were red.Especially at the moment before dying, the whole heart will be broken.She bit her handkerchief very girlishly, and waited until she had finished talking here before running over to wipe her face and change into clean clothes.

"What time is it?" Yin Ze asked.

"11 o'clock in the evening." said the makeup artist sister.

"Is there any supper for the crew?" Yin Ze asked seriously.

"Have."

"Oh, that's great, then please allow me to have the audacity to rest on the bus for one night, sleep until noon tomorrow, and then I can leave work after eating a pig's knuckle meal." Yin Ze nodded in satisfaction.

"What are you talking about, you can only leave tomorrow." The makeup artist sister said, "There will be another scene tomorrow, and Kenshin will return to the scene of the crime the next day and see Yuki Daiba coming to your body cry……"

"Ah? Didn't you say that the actor hasn't been decided yet? Then who is crying to me?" Yin Ze was puzzled.

"Since you two hit it off so well, why not let her come." Otomo Keishi said indifferently. "And your appearance is done by her, which indirectly helped me. Seeing how she cares so much about shooting, let her have fun too. I can still make a decision on this."

The big sister, the makeup artist, looked like she was about to faint.

My God, doesn't this mean that this fate will be photographed to commemorate, and it will be distributed to all markets for the audience to appreciate repeatedly?

"Director, can I really do it?" The makeup artist sister asked anxiously, "Will I be too fat to be photographed?"

"It's ok, anyway, it's only for the audience to show their backs. Once you wear a kimono, it's not easy to tell whether you are a man or a woman. If you are so involved in the play, let you come, and save the need to find extra actors." Otomo Keshi shrugged.

"..."

Chapter 130 What Did You Just Call Me?

The man really just rested overnight on the crew bus. Anyway, he has a secret skill comparable to that of Nobi's eldest son, so he doesn't have trouble sleeping. The next day, he went on stage in that costume.

The staff took the equipment to spray tap water on the roof to create artificial rainfall, and the man became a drowned chicken, with mud on his face besides the blood stains.At first, the director thought that this handsome young man was burdened by his image, and he was afraid he would not like to smear the mud, but it turned out that he wanted to play with mud to be happier than anyone else, and even smeared each other with a group of extras, which was a lot of fun Almost, it's like spreading cake cream on each other at a birthday party.

This rain scene is very simple, collect the corpse.

The big sister who was a makeup artist who tossed and turned all night was excited to do her own hairstyle, make-up, and wear kimonos.Of course, once watered by a large shower, nothing will happen.

The sister of the makeup artist, who only had her back facing the camera and couldn't tell whether she was male or female, buried her chest in front of the extremely serene Master Yin's corpse and cried bitterly, her emotions seemed to be in place.Then the police came to wash the floor to collect the body, and covered the man's bloodless handsome face dripping with mud with straw mats.

After just a short time, the filming was over, and Yin Ze finished filming smoothly. After washing and changing back to casual clothes, he also received a bouquet of flowers from the makeup artist sister, saying that it was a successful end... He played tricks and sacrificed for so long, but still It was the first time I received a blue flower, no matter how sluggish the film industry is, it is always the filmmakers, who are richer than those who engage in TV animation.

The whole morning passed quickly, and when lunch was served, someone ran faster than anyone else, even the seasoned group performer who was queuing up felt sorry for himself when he saw it, and felt late.

Otomo Keishi walked around the set with a meal in his hand, but he couldn't find the young samurai. It stands to reason that the kind of existence that can be seen at a glance for thousands of years can be seen from a long distance.

He mainly wanted to chat again. After filming last night, he re-watched it today. The more the director watched it, the more he felt that the performance was not simple.No lines, close-ups of sultry faces, leading the audience purely by expressions. Under such conditions, it is difficult for mere amateurs to grasp. At first, he wanted to issue a death order to restrict the actor from making expressions, so as not to pretend to be soft and ruin the character. made a good face.But I still put up with it, and I plan to wait for the other party to make a mistake first, and then point to the case before speaking, which will be more convincing.

But I didn't expect that I didn't need the director to arrange it.

… Fear, hatred, unwillingness, sadness, holding back, red eyes, followed by reluctance.There are changes, and the control is very subtle. Emotions are released, but the facial features are not unbalanced.Then I wanted to speak, but I couldn't make a sound, instead I coughed up blood.

Otomo Keishi didn't believe that this was the so-called talent, this set of movements must have been designed.

There is a small detail that can prove it, which is the frequency of blinking.

Blinking is also particular in performance, and it is also rhythmic. It cannot be subconscious, and it can be done as comfortable as possible.

Especially in close-ups, too many blinks will be noticed, and even some news anchors will endure the sore eyeballs when reading the manuscript and just don’t blink, and actors who have requirements for themselves can often keep their eyes open for a minute s eyes.

This is also a mistake that amateurs, even formal actors with little experience, will make.

In this short segment, the young warrior is almost slapped in the face, and the audience's attention is all on the face and Yingying eyes. If you blink, it will be ruined.And obviously he knew it, so he only blinked once, before the eye sockets turned red, at the point of emotional transition, so the effect would be very good.

The manifestation of this instinct of restraint is the proof of training.

Otomo Keishi didn't think it could be performed naturally at all, and the control of the details must have been designed.He didn't know this guy's name before this, and he didn't know this person's background at all, but he really felt that this part was very powerful.

Sometimes an actor's fame does not depend on the whole movie and script, often a moving scene is enough to convince the audience.

Impressions are this magical thing.

What's even more commendable is that he is still so young and so handsome.

It's amazing.

Otomo Keishi intends to find someone to talk to. He has signed a total of 3 film contracts with Warner Japan, and now is the time for employment.Now that an excellent character is right in front of you, how can you miss it?

But the smug director turned around three more times, but still couldn't find it.

"Did you see that handsome guy in the suit?" Otomo Keishi asked the action director suspiciously.

"Oh, he, he left after carrying three boxes of pork knuckle rice." Kenji Gugaki turned his head.

"Eat three boxes? The teeth are so good?" Otomo Keishi was surprised.This appetite can still maintain the figure, very self-disciplined!

"It is said that I have devoted myself to the acting career in the past two days. I have consumed a lot of energy and need to replenish. I also said that I deserve this reward for several deaths." The aunt who was in charge of the meal was soft-hearted and let him take three people's portion. "Kenji Gugaki said.

"It doesn't matter, so where did he eat?" Otomo Keishi asked.

"It's time to get off work." Kenji Gugaki said in a deep voice.

"what?!"

"he is off from get off work."

"Just ran away? Didn't even say hello to me as the head of the crew? Didn't even consider whether to reshoot!" Otomo Keishi was shocked

"Didn't he ask you if you need to modify it?" Kenji Gugaki asked.

"Before was before, now is now, what if I change my mind temporarily?" Otomo Keishi clasped his hands domineeringly.

"He said, then call his agent."

"Why, isn't he worthy to leave a phone number of his own?"

"He also said that the off-duty time belongs to him, and he doesn't want to hear about work. If you have a plan, please communicate with the manager according to the normal procedure." Kenji Gugaki spread his hands.

"..."

The director fell into a long silence.

You can say that this person is dedicated. From joining the team yesterday to leaving, he has no objection to the project instructions. He rolls around when he says he is rolling, and he lies in muddy water when he says he is in muddy water. The results he gives are impressive.He is also polite to others, and can get along well with all parties. Even the group performers who met for the first time took the initiative to send chicken legs and idol peripherals to express their approval.

You can say that this person is not professional, he runs faster than anyone else after get off work, lacks initiative, and doesn't say hello, he just met the makeup artist, and he found out that the other party was also looking for him when he asked.

It's fine if you don't say anything, and you have to take three lunch boxes before running away.

"Good boy! You're just a little-known little guy, yet you dare to show off such a big picture! It's never a problem to start running before learning to walk. First ask yourself if you are a genius. If not, you have to take it step by step! "Dayou Qishi raised his brows and said in a vibrating voice.

"Young people, it's okay to be independent..." Kenji Tanigaki wanted to smooth things over.

"And this guy, hmph, is really——really a genius!" Otomo Keishi clenched his fist.

"???"

...

The words are divided into two parts, Master Yin's side is free.

With a belly full to the brim, he was leisurely picking his teeth with a toothpick. He took the tram from the shooting location to other places in Kyoto City, swaggered down to a bright yellow studio downstairs, ignoring the idlers. Enter the sign, waiting in front of the automatic door with arms akimbo like a street runner.

Soon, a painting supervisor with a smiley face like a college roommate came over and opened the door to greet him.

"Oh, teacher, you're finally here, we're all hopeless!" Nishiya Taishi put his hand on his shoulder and pulled it in, extremely enthusiastic.

"Jiu Shu greeted you. I came here in a hurry this time and only brought some small gifts. Please don't take offense." Yin Ze said very elegantly.

"Hey, why don't you just come here, and bring any gifts, everyone is so familiar." Taishi Nishiwu said embarrassedly, "It's actually the anniversary limited disc of Morning Girl? Is this the hottest combination at the moment?"

"It's just a small thought, not a respect." Yin Ze waved his hand generously.

The two were chatting when they saw a few more people coming down from the second floor.

"Kinogami-san, Takemoto-san, how are you doing?" Yin Ze waved his hand.

"It's still the same, drawing pictures and teaching people." Kisami Masaharu said cheerfully, "Why did you come here suddenly, and the notification was so hasty. If I knew it, we could make an appointment at a local restaurant. Hatta Club The chief happened to be away, otherwise he should really want to talk to you."

"It doesn't need to be so formal. I just came to Kyoto for a business trip. I just finished my chores. I thought I'd come here. It's boring to go back to Tokyo so soon. I just want to visit the studio and say hello." Yin Ze said casually.

Heh heh, the man sneered in his heart, laughing that Brother Bojing was short-sighted and short-sighted, he would never have guessed that I could finish the shooting in just two days and one night.

Then the rest of the time, can't I control it all?

There is such a little expense for travel, and you can't reimburse it?

hehehe...

"That's right, can't you come and see your friends when you have nothing to do? How can the Kyoto No. [-] Studio be such an inhumane place?" Takemoto Yasuhiro answered with a straight face, "I can't let you go all the way, empty-handed. Ah, please follow me to the second floor, your seat is still reserved, you can take a seat at any time, and seamless connection is guaranteed."

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Yin Ze tilted his head and took a closer look at Brother Takemoto, whom he hadn't seen for a while, and felt that his appearance gradually overlapped with a game producer far away in Shinjuku.

Little Bailong didn't notice it for a while, and accidentally entered the little AQUAREENIX?How could you have such a dream?

"How can you say such impolite words?" Masaki Kigami frowned and reprimanded, "This time, someone else didn't come here as an outsourcer. How can you let someone else sit at the office?"

"Look, the director is still right." The man smiled.

"I have discussed it with him before, and he also promised that he is willing to give lectures to the children in the future, so even if it is helping, it should be imparting knowledge with respect, not making original paintings for you." Zhi said again, "Takemoto, you need to find out who you are."

"?"

"Look, the master craftsman is still right." Taishi Nishiwu deeply agreed.

"...I suddenly had a headache, and my headache was about to split." The man said, covering his head before turning back out the door.I felt a little bit of loneliness in my heart, since when did everyone become noble.He became crazily appreciative of his talent, praised his charisma, and occasionally boasted of his beauty, but never mentioned the barbecue and drinking that should be part of ordinary social communication.

It’s just that it doesn’t have to be so formal, but what kind of formal is a food stall with shabu-shabu?

But before this step was taken, there were many footsteps on the second floor.I saw many former colleagues came to join in the fun.

The voices of the young girls intersected with each other.

"Isn't this Mr. Yin? Why is Mr. Yin here? Come on, Mr. Yin is here, you should run away later—!"

Like a beacon of fire, a group of newly graduated animator girls immediately went downstairs, as if they saw a live giant panda, happily surrounded the rare animal, asking questions, asking about their health and wellbeing.

Everyone affectionately called his "pen name", which further showed the sympathy among the painters.