"Old man, what are you calling me for?"
Li Ding took Li Sheng to the front yard and sat down, Li Sheng asked Li Ding curiously, shouldn't he be going to prepare for the next scene.
"Hey, you're good enough," Li Ding smacked the small teapot that had been holding in his hand before scolding with a smile.
"You didn't see it just now."
"You just stole the camera, did you feel like watching the replay on the monitor just now?"
Li Sheng thought about it and shook his head honestly, "No, I think I'm okay to act."
Li Ding put down the teapot in his hand, pointed at Li Sheng and shook his head with a smile, "You, you" "Didn't you notice that there was anything emotionally wrong with the two people who were playing against you?"
asked Li Ding.
Li Sheng shook his head, "No, I think the old man has always been like that."
"Another," Li Ding said angrily.
"He's as conspicuous as a handful of hair on a bald man's head in the whole shot, is this normal?"
"But I didn't expect you kid to be able to hold the picture like the old man, the scene just now, I can see it with a little eyesight, Pu Cunxin was led by you at the beginning, otherwise it wouldn't be like that" "Pu Cunxin himself can see it, thanks to Xiao Zhang saying that this scene is good, I will give it to you directly, otherwise you will offend people" "Remember, a good actor doesn't steal the show, this is a drama virtue, although Lao Li and I are not a pure person in the circle, I can be regarded as a half, I still know this point" Li Sheng nodded as if he didn't understand, and then asked, "What if you don't steal the show, what if it's like that kind of fierce rival play?"
Li Ding smiled nonchalantly, "Soaring drama is soaring drama, different from stealing scenes, you will find out yourself when you shoot that kind of situation in the future, I will tell you now that you also know nothing" "Okay, let's go and prepare" Li Ding waved his hand and let Li Sheng shine.
Li Sheng got up to refill the water for the old man, and then came back upside down.
On the way back, Li Sheng was thinking about what Li Ding just said, and I walked with Pu Cunxin's rhythm, rhythm, and sense of picture Although Li Sheng looks good now, and he looks like an insider, he still has too little contact with this industry, and things like rhythm and picture are still a little strange to him now.
The next scene is the scene in the bathhouse, the old man and Er Ming squatted in the pool and took a bath, the old man happily played with his stupid son and held his breath, Da Ming came in to talk to his father, and then left coldly.
The play is very simple, Li Sheng thought about it repeatedly and felt that he should be a background board this time, the main scenes are on the old man and Pu Cunxin, his task should be to pretend to be stupid, observe, and then express his dissatisfaction with his eldest brother in a timely manner when he is cold.
Hmm, that's pretty much it, Li Sheng felt that he was well prepared, and wanted to ask Zhang Yang, seeing the director writing and drawing by the monitor alone, and embarrassed, Li Sheng finally felt that he had to rely on his own understanding to give it a try.
After all, you can't always run to the director for every scene "Thirty-sixth First Shot Action" At the beginning of the shot, Li Sheng squatted in the pool and sank his face in the water, snoring and blowing bubbles up, this small action was a small action that Li Sheng felt was more suitable for people with a relatively simple mind like Erming, so he added it temporarily.
Li Sheng's ears listened to Pu Cunxin come in and talk to the old man, so he raised his head sharply and spit out a mouthful of water.
Li Sheng immediately felt a little drumming in his heart after spitting out the water, anyway, it was just such an instant, Li Sheng suddenly understood the words of the old man before.
The sense of picture, the sense of rhythm Each scene has an inherent rhythm like a singing score, and the original rhythm is choreographed by the actors' performances, and the person who has mastered the rhythm is like a high baton in a concert, and everyone is looking forward to it.
In short, if you grasp the rhythm of a shot, then the attention of the picture will be on you.
Small actions like Li Sheng's previous blowing blisters and spitting out water splashes were added by Li Sheng on his own initiative, and he felt that it was in line with the setting of Erming, a character with an intellectual disability.
But after Li Sheng spit out the splash, Li Sheng obviously felt that he was being noticed, not only Zhu Xu and Pu Cunxin, as if there were countless pairs of eyes looking at him.
Maybe he grabbed the rhythm again just now and put the sense of the picture on himself, Li Sheng thought so.
However, Pu Cunxin did not continue to follow Li Sheng this time, after all, he is an old actor who has been sharpened for a long time in the theater, and he still has this skill.
"What's wrong with me" Pu Cunxin said loudly, and Li Sheng suddenly felt the pressure on his body relaxed.
At this time, Li Sheng had some understanding, it turned out that this was called rhythm, and it was called the sense of picture Pu Cunxin's slight voice was not too intense, but the focus of attention was suddenly shifted, and this point of attention was the sense of picture.
"I have my own life, why do you have to impose all your ideas on my head" Li Sheng took advantage of the opportunity of his role Er Ming turned his head and looked carefully at the master's state without a trace.
The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the waves are not alarmed The old man casually poured water from the pool, and immediately suppressed Pu Cunxin, making his previous outburst silent, and finally the old man sighed again.
Pu Cunxin stood in place and opened her mouth to speak, but finally didn't speak.
Pu Cunxin's play is over, the old man and Li Sheng are still in the camera, Li Sheng raised his head and looked at his brother's departing figure as if he didn't understand, then saw the old man smile, and then put his head into the water and got up again to look at the old man.
Zhu Xu smiled, touched Li Sheng's head, and said kindly, "It's still my stupid son."
"Come, Daddy will dive with you" After Zhu Xu finished speaking, he buried his head in the water with Li Sheng.
The moment he buried his face in the water, Li Sheng felt a little, as if he had touched a trace of meaning, but he always felt that there was still something that seemed to be meaningless.
From the moment the old man opened his mouth just now, the whole situation was under the control of the old man Zhu Xu, that kind of gesture, a random action drove the rhythm of the whole picture, and firmly locked the camera on his body, this is the skill.
Li Sheng suddenly remembered that in the posts of some travelers he saw on the Internet in his previous life, he summarized that there are two schools of acting, one is to receive and the other is to release.
This retraction is not about the difference between TV and movies, but about the difference in performance methods or skills.
Let's just say that Pu Cunxin's way just now is to let go, using his emotions to drive the rhythm and affect the picture, and the old man is to collect and restrain his emotions, but he has his own unique aura to firmly control the whole scene.
Li Sheng carefully calculated in his mind, thinking carefully and fearfully Because he suddenly found that in this circle or what he had heard, he could think of people, and there were not 1,000 but 800 who performed well, but those who performed well were like a few treasures.
As soon as he thought of this, Li Sheng couldn't help but be in awe when he looked at Old Man Zhu Xu This lord is a horn S: Make up for the chapter that you owe, I should still owe you a chapter, in order to compensate everyone, count me as owing you two chapters, continue to make up tomorrow, no more tonight, continue to kneel and beg for collection and recommendation rewards. t1706231537: