Chapter 33
"Lights, brighten up the scene."
"Don't worry about what you said before, I don't need to pursue reality."
"I need to make the brightness feel similar to daytime, as bright as possible."
"Do you know?"
Yang Zhu looked at the "talented and arrogant" lighting engineer with some displeasure,
Are you the director or am I the director?
How dare you refute this official in the name of "experience",
I don't know if this big director is the least favorite of this set?
………………
"[XX Fan] The first scene, the first scene, ACTION!"
With the sound of board beating, the camera focused on a red supper tent set up in front.
The male protagonist played by Sun Jian is frying something on the stove with a skillful posture,
Cease the fire, start the pot, and brought out a plate of golden egg fried rice...
"CUT!"
After Yang Zhu shouted to stop, he walked to Sun Jian and said, "Hey, you are quite skilled in the cooking posture. Have you practiced it before?"
Sun Jian grinned when he heard the director's praise: "We also went to [New Southern Chef] for further training before."
Officer Yang sneered: "Do you know who the character you are playing is?"
"I know, isn't it all written, the little owner of the supper stall with mild mental retardation."
"Then you are still so skillful?"
"Do you know what [mild mental retardation] is?"
"Send you to the School for the Disabled for half a month, have you observed your classmates carefully?"
"Their movements are as flexible as yours? Their eyes are as sharp as yours!?"
Sun Jian was sprayed for a long time, finally understood something, and said with a pale face:
"Okay, director, I see, please give me a chance; I'll try one more!"
Officer Yang snorted twice, then turned around:
"Attention all departments, another one!"
………………
Sun Jian exhaled slowly, closed his eyes, and recalled the words and deeds of those "classmates" in the School for the Disabled;
After more than ten seconds, he made an OK gesture;
"ACTION!"
The fat man kept stirring in the pot in a slightly clumsy and uncoordinated posture,
Some hurriedly sprinkle salt into the pot;
Then use a kitchen knife to pick up the chopped green onion from the chopping board and put it into the rice...
After a while, the fat man clumsily put the egg fried rice on the plate,
Wiping his hands on the apron, he tremblingly brought the plate of egg fried rice to the group performers.
Looking up, on the fat and dull face, the slightly scattered pupils are dim; the eyes that glance up unconsciously have a hint of dodge and inferiority;
"Guest...people, your eggs...fried rice."
Everyone's eyes lit up, this Sun Jian can do it, just like a mild mental retardation...
"CUT!"
Yang Zhu waved at Sun Jian expressionlessly,
Looking at this fat, fat man who was slightly disgruntled, he ruthlessly said:
"Compared to the first article, it is a bit of progress;"
The fat man's mouth began to split open again;
"but……"
Fatty's expression tightened, "but" is usually not followed by a good word.
"You don't understand the character setting of the protagonist at all, the details are messed up!"
"Let me ask you, have you read the keywords I marked on your script?"
"Look, low self-esteem, kindness, purity, seriousness, and transparency." Sun Jian replied honestly, reciting word for word.
"Hmph, it's rare to even remember."
Officer Yang sarcastically "affirmed" for a while, and immediately sprayed cracklingly:
"Since you remember the key word [serious], why don't you be more focused when stir frying?"
"Your eyes are decorations!? Don't know how to stare at the pot and make a serious observation!?"
"Also, why don't you design two movements of [Concentrating and Calm] and [Increasing Gradually] when spreading salt!?"
"This character is only mildly mentally handicapped, and it's not brain-dead. If you sprinkle salt like that, who will come back to eat it? Really think the audience is a fool!?"
After Sun Jian listened, he suddenly realized, and felt a little wronged;
You old man can just point it out directly, why do you have to scold me?
He obediently said "oh", and planned to go back and order another one.
"Wait a minute."
"Sun Jian went out to run for 5 minutes and then came back, remember to run with all your strength!"
Looking at everyone's puzzled eyes, Yang Zhu said lightly:
"I think in the scene where the salt is sprinkled, the slight sweat on the protagonist's forehead can better show his seriousness!"
………………
After 25 minutes, the seventh article came out,
I saw the fat man in the camera using a variety of clumsy and uncoordinated postures, constantly stirring in the pot,
But the stir-frying action seemed cautious, as if afraid of spilling a grain of rice;
Then a pair of fat hands awkwardly picked up a spoonful of salt, shaking it carefully,
The camera pulls up, on a dull fat face, those dull eyes are staring at the salt spoon extremely nervously and seriously,
As if cooking a precious delicacy;
Once, twice, three times...
Until the third shake out a little grain of salt,
It was only on the slightly sweat-stained face of the fat man that he showed a smirk of satisfaction, as if he had accomplished something extraordinary.
Letting out a sigh of relief, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Add chopped green onion, stir-fry;
Clumsily spooning the egg rice onto the plate,
He tried hard to form the egg fried rice into a ball, but his slightly trembling fat hands failed repeatedly.
The frustrated fat man tremblingly brought this plate of "shape" fried rice with eggs to the guests, his slightly dull eyes dodged and felt inferior.
The guest waved the fat man away and continued to chat with each other about topics of interest.
The fat man standing behind the stove kept staring sideways at the plate of egg fried rice,
I found that the customer did not glance at the plate of fried rice with eggs.
The eyes were already a little dull, and the pupils were more scattered,
The fat man hung his head sadly.
Zoom out,
Under the strong light, this figure looks so lonely and bewildered...
"hiss……"
All the onlookers, including Fatty himself, were stunned by this shot...
Although it has not been carefully edited, this short scene of less than 20 seconds vividly shows a fat man who gives his all but does not get any attention.
the humbleness of the struggle;
The bitterness of not being able to see each other after all the effort,
The feeling of loneliness that is more obvious under the strong light...
Even Sun Jian, an old man with no sense of art, felt his nose sore after seeing it...
And the other meanings contained in this group of pictures...
The two assistant directors looked at each other, not daring to continue thinking...
(End of this chapter)
"Lights, brighten up the scene."
"Don't worry about what you said before, I don't need to pursue reality."
"I need to make the brightness feel similar to daytime, as bright as possible."
"Do you know?"
Yang Zhu looked at the "talented and arrogant" lighting engineer with some displeasure,
Are you the director or am I the director?
How dare you refute this official in the name of "experience",
I don't know if this big director is the least favorite of this set?
………………
"[XX Fan] The first scene, the first scene, ACTION!"
With the sound of board beating, the camera focused on a red supper tent set up in front.
The male protagonist played by Sun Jian is frying something on the stove with a skillful posture,
Cease the fire, start the pot, and brought out a plate of golden egg fried rice...
"CUT!"
After Yang Zhu shouted to stop, he walked to Sun Jian and said, "Hey, you are quite skilled in the cooking posture. Have you practiced it before?"
Sun Jian grinned when he heard the director's praise: "We also went to [New Southern Chef] for further training before."
Officer Yang sneered: "Do you know who the character you are playing is?"
"I know, isn't it all written, the little owner of the supper stall with mild mental retardation."
"Then you are still so skillful?"
"Do you know what [mild mental retardation] is?"
"Send you to the School for the Disabled for half a month, have you observed your classmates carefully?"
"Their movements are as flexible as yours? Their eyes are as sharp as yours!?"
Sun Jian was sprayed for a long time, finally understood something, and said with a pale face:
"Okay, director, I see, please give me a chance; I'll try one more!"
Officer Yang snorted twice, then turned around:
"Attention all departments, another one!"
………………
Sun Jian exhaled slowly, closed his eyes, and recalled the words and deeds of those "classmates" in the School for the Disabled;
After more than ten seconds, he made an OK gesture;
"ACTION!"
The fat man kept stirring in the pot in a slightly clumsy and uncoordinated posture,
Some hurriedly sprinkle salt into the pot;
Then use a kitchen knife to pick up the chopped green onion from the chopping board and put it into the rice...
After a while, the fat man clumsily put the egg fried rice on the plate,
Wiping his hands on the apron, he tremblingly brought the plate of egg fried rice to the group performers.
Looking up, on the fat and dull face, the slightly scattered pupils are dim; the eyes that glance up unconsciously have a hint of dodge and inferiority;
"Guest...people, your eggs...fried rice."
Everyone's eyes lit up, this Sun Jian can do it, just like a mild mental retardation...
"CUT!"
Yang Zhu waved at Sun Jian expressionlessly,
Looking at this fat, fat man who was slightly disgruntled, he ruthlessly said:
"Compared to the first article, it is a bit of progress;"
The fat man's mouth began to split open again;
"but……"
Fatty's expression tightened, "but" is usually not followed by a good word.
"You don't understand the character setting of the protagonist at all, the details are messed up!"
"Let me ask you, have you read the keywords I marked on your script?"
"Look, low self-esteem, kindness, purity, seriousness, and transparency." Sun Jian replied honestly, reciting word for word.
"Hmph, it's rare to even remember."
Officer Yang sarcastically "affirmed" for a while, and immediately sprayed cracklingly:
"Since you remember the key word [serious], why don't you be more focused when stir frying?"
"Your eyes are decorations!? Don't know how to stare at the pot and make a serious observation!?"
"Also, why don't you design two movements of [Concentrating and Calm] and [Increasing Gradually] when spreading salt!?"
"This character is only mildly mentally handicapped, and it's not brain-dead. If you sprinkle salt like that, who will come back to eat it? Really think the audience is a fool!?"
After Sun Jian listened, he suddenly realized, and felt a little wronged;
You old man can just point it out directly, why do you have to scold me?
He obediently said "oh", and planned to go back and order another one.
"Wait a minute."
"Sun Jian went out to run for 5 minutes and then came back, remember to run with all your strength!"
Looking at everyone's puzzled eyes, Yang Zhu said lightly:
"I think in the scene where the salt is sprinkled, the slight sweat on the protagonist's forehead can better show his seriousness!"
………………
After 25 minutes, the seventh article came out,
I saw the fat man in the camera using a variety of clumsy and uncoordinated postures, constantly stirring in the pot,
But the stir-frying action seemed cautious, as if afraid of spilling a grain of rice;
Then a pair of fat hands awkwardly picked up a spoonful of salt, shaking it carefully,
The camera pulls up, on a dull fat face, those dull eyes are staring at the salt spoon extremely nervously and seriously,
As if cooking a precious delicacy;
Once, twice, three times...
Until the third shake out a little grain of salt,
It was only on the slightly sweat-stained face of the fat man that he showed a smirk of satisfaction, as if he had accomplished something extraordinary.
Letting out a sigh of relief, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Add chopped green onion, stir-fry;
Clumsily spooning the egg rice onto the plate,
He tried hard to form the egg fried rice into a ball, but his slightly trembling fat hands failed repeatedly.
The frustrated fat man tremblingly brought this plate of "shape" fried rice with eggs to the guests, his slightly dull eyes dodged and felt inferior.
The guest waved the fat man away and continued to chat with each other about topics of interest.
The fat man standing behind the stove kept staring sideways at the plate of egg fried rice,
I found that the customer did not glance at the plate of fried rice with eggs.
The eyes were already a little dull, and the pupils were more scattered,
The fat man hung his head sadly.
Zoom out,
Under the strong light, this figure looks so lonely and bewildered...
"hiss……"
All the onlookers, including Fatty himself, were stunned by this shot...
Although it has not been carefully edited, this short scene of less than 20 seconds vividly shows a fat man who gives his all but does not get any attention.
the humbleness of the struggle;
The bitterness of not being able to see each other after all the effort,
The feeling of loneliness that is more obvious under the strong light...
Even Sun Jian, an old man with no sense of art, felt his nose sore after seeing it...
And the other meanings contained in this group of pictures...
The two assistant directors looked at each other, not daring to continue thinking...
(End of this chapter)
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