The Salted Fish Invading the Entertainment Circle

Chapter 18 The Most Grieving MV in History
"Brother, can you move faster?"

"Hiss...don't rush, I'll be right in."

"Oh ho ho... can you give me a hand?"

Lin Keran glanced at his brother speechlessly, and finally walked over, used all his strength to help him into the back seat, and then slapped his nose: "It smells like sweat!"

"You little supercar, the design is too inhuman, next time you should change to an SUV." Lin Tu grinned.

"I think it's better to change to a wheelchair!" Lin Keran wrinkled her nose.

"I don't know what kind of evil you two have been possessed by, to be tortured by that guy. If it were me, I would have turned over the table and quit!" A little beauty who couldn't eat grapes fanned the flames.

The prince who was paralyzed in the back seat felt the sourness and endless fatigue brought about by his severe lactic acid exceeding the standard, and he didn't even have the desire to open his mouth, so he could only make an idiotic "ho ho" smile...

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The "special training" for more than a week is like purgatory. Lin Tu has to get up early at seven o'clock every morning, and formally hang and pull his voice at eight o'clock. facial expressions,
Set aside 40 minutes for lunch at noon, and then in the afternoon, you have to rehearse the designed stage moves over and over again, often until after 10 o'clock in the evening.

According to Yang Zhu, "The results must be checked and accepted according to the standards of drama. In short, after a set of actions, no deviation is allowed!"

God is pitiful, although this set of movements seems to be only 5 minutes, but the four main points of "light", "slow", "fast" and "heavy" are all in place, not only need to change the rhythm of the movements suddenly from time to time, the middle refrain Some of them have many movements that require the use of explosive power.

Under the strong request of Yang Zhu, the teachers of Quyi took out the treasure of the town school that had been dusty for 20 years-the "ruler". Let you feel what is called "death care from a strict teacher".

After a few days, Lin Tu felt what it means to "not have a piece of flesh on his body that belongs to him." If Lin's mother saw this scene, she would probably faint in the car from crying on the spot.

but……

The prince looked at the side of the little white rabbit who couldn't even speak, the muscles on his face twitched as he was about to "die".

I thought to myself, Yang Da has a cruel heart and strict requirements on the artists under his command, which is really unprecedented in my life.Compared with this girl, all the so-called "inhuman sufferings" I have suffered are really just a joke.

Thinking of the torment this girl has suffered in the past few days...

Huh?Why can't you remember anything?
Could this be the legendary selective amnesia?
But why is every cell in my body trembling with fear?

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"OK, through the previous assault training, you two scumbags have barely met the requirements for the role, and the 10 yuan I spent for you is not in vain."

In the studio, Yang Zhu looked at the two obediently standing in front of him with some satisfaction. After a day's rest, the spirits of the two finally returned to the normal level.

After [-] days of special training, Mr. Zhang, who was addicted to the "strict teacher", called Yang Zhu with some regrets: "They have reached the standard"; his tone was full of regret and reluctance...

Yang Zhu, who was in a hurry to complete the task, couldn't control her mind. After giving the two of them a day off, he officially started his filming career.

After an hour of make-up, the two put on special clothes made for rush work and stood in front of Yang Zhu.

Oh, the smell is coming out...

I saw Lin Tu on the left, wearing a plain cyan gown, with a little bit of drama makeup on his face, which fits the style of the opera and won't make people play too much;
The cuffs of his hands are closed and hanging weakly;

He bowed slightly forward, his dodging eyes matched with the slightly stiff embarrassment on his face,
A sense of desperation arises spontaneously...

"Okay!" Yang Zhu raised his thumb and applauded.

Turning to look the other way:
Yo! ?

Originally thought that the little white rabbit was more suitable for a "strong" ancient costume, but I didn't expect to modify it a little, and it turned out to be so... charming.

I saw the little white rabbit wearing a special palace attire, which is made up of countless hard leather materials with sharp edges and corners. On each piece of leather material, intricate patterns are engraved with a carving knife, and they are painted in the way of "coloring". Concocted in a riot of gorgeous colors, it looks gorgeous and... stiff.

That's right, this is Yang Zhu's entrusted person using the technique of "shadow puppetry", tailor-made according to Wan Jing's makeup. The appearance is all made of young bull hide, with moderate thickness, softness and hardness.

There are two sets in total, and it cost Yang Zhu 25 oceans. Although it is distressing, but looking at the current effect, it is worth it!

Looking up, the eyes are deliberately drawn into the shape of a phoenix, with a dark red cinnabar tear falling from the corner of the right eye, the straight nose bridge, slightly vermilion lips, and the water-like eyes of a small white rabbit. : What a woman who combines charm and beauty!

And carefully rubbed the face with white powder, and outlined the black lines with extremely thin lines. While appearing sharp and angular, it also showed his identity as a "puppet".

Coupled with the "Ling Xiao bun" interspersed with countless jewelry, the little white rabbit at this time looks like a fairy but not a fairy, a human but not a human, a ghost but not a ghost...

Regardless of the little white rabbit complaining about "the head is so heavy" and "the clothes are so heavy", Yang Zhu sat behind the camera:
"Attention the staff of all departments, the actors are ready to be in place."

"ACTION!"

"Don't say no one is with you, how can you match without a heart"

In the camera, Lin Tu closed his eyes tightly, and Wan Jing, who was motionless, opened his mouth to sing, his eyes full of obsession, and then turned his head over with a slightly dramatic and exaggerated "struggle" expression, and his body suddenly became exhausted. , showing a hint of desolation!
"CUT!"

"Lin Tu, you did a good job just now, but you didn't get the camera right, so try again!"

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"It's the original sin without you, and it's good to accompany you without the heart"

Wan Jing slowly opened her eyes, her pupils didn't have any focal length, and then began to dance with her hands and feet in an extremely rigid posture, but the dancing posture gave people a feeling of "smartness". These two feelings merged into one, giving the camera Yang Zhu behind brought an extremely absurd and weird sense of impact.

"It was you who kissed away the pen and ink, and stained the corners of my eyes with tears"

Wan Jing's movements began to soften a little, and they were no longer as stiff as they were at the beginning. She turned around and covered her right face lightly with Lan Hua's finger. Afterwards, her pupils began to return to normal, and her eyeballs gradually glowed with aura, as if she had begun to "live".

"CUT!"

"This one is over, makeup artist, replace the cinnabar tears on the heroine's face with bright red!"

The two people in front of the camera let out a breath, and it seemed like things were going well?

It's not as exaggerated as the "extremely troublesome" that my boss said!Are you bluffing me?
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"Singing farewell for a long time can't make you sad, the very red spots turn into ashes..."

Wan Jing circled the downcast master with a light attitude, her brows were slightly relaxed, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and there was still a trace of tenderness in her dull eyes.

"CUT! Makeup artist, the heroine's hair accessory is loose. Fix it and reshoot this!"

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"As soon as you hold me, I dance like flying..."

Lin Tu raised his hands high and moved his fingers lightly, as if he was holding a wooden stick, using invisible silk threads to control the puppet below.

There is an inextricable fascination in the eyes, satisfaction and a hint of madness in the smile, and it looks like a "fetish".

"CUT!"

"Male lead, your steps are out of sync with the puppet's, and your ten finger movements are a bit chaotic, so start over!"

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"You withered and I never withered, and you and I dare not get tired..."

The two people in the camera began to circle around each other,

Lin Tu's movements began to become sluggish, his facial expressions gradually became numb, his pupils gradually became dull, and he seemed to be somewhat disheartened.

"CUT! Makeup artists apply makeup to them! Take another shot later"

The makeup artist rushed up, first painted some wrinkles on Lin Tu's face, and then painted some undetectable thin lines on Wan Jing's face, like cracks.

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"You withered and I never withered, and you and I dare not get tired..."

"CUT! Makeup artists apply makeup to them! Take another shot later!"

The makeup artist rushed up, added some wrinkles to Lin Tu, put on some short beards, and then drew some "cracks" on Wan Jing

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Wan Jing and Lin Tu shot this line of lyrics more than 20 times.

Now she finally knew what her boss meant when she said "this MV will be extremely troublesome to shoot".

In the time of this short line of lyrics, the picture needs to complete the image change from youth to old age between Lin Tu's two turns, and it is not an instant aging, but by editing dozens of shots into a short More than 3 seconds of pictures seamlessly express the process of "getting old" and "breaking the puppet".

For example, when Lin Tu turned around, he was a young man when he just turned around, and when he first showed his face in the second half of the turn, he began to grow a beard. It will gradually turn into gray beard and hair...

Thinking about her own "rupture", Wan Jing suddenly realized that it was the same. No wonder when they were practicing, the BOSS would ask them not to allow the slightest difference in the entire set of movements and frequency. This was why they had been in trouble for a long time!
The already exhausted little white rabbit complained about Yang Zhu in his heart: "You don't know how to find a special effect?"

But thinking of the current level of special effects in China, Wan Jing reluctantly recognized the painstaking efforts of her own boss. The special effects are unreliable, so she can only make up for it with the tears of the actors...

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"The wind and snow are faintly autumn, the tail of hair is white, and the lights are bright, kneading your eyebrows"

After changing to another set of "old-fashioned" costumes, Wan Jing is like a completely "revived" person, with pity and sadness on the small half of her face covered with cracks, and dancing around the old man in the middle, but Her right hand seemed to be dislocated, and she limped for a while, which was very strange, but she still danced vigorously...

"CUT! This remake!"

"Wan Jing, you are now a puppet with increasingly damaged arms. Every time you swing, your feeling of dislocation will become stronger. The sense of progression in the scene just now is not there!"

The little white rabbit, who was almost exhausted, weakly raised his sore and numb right arm:

"that……"

"Can I have a drink?"

(End of this chapter)