Chapter 86

The morning shooting went very smoothly; as long as the actors didn't make mistakes, Gao Yuanyuan would almost pass every time.

If you didn't know, you would think the director was fooling around and letting it go.

But in the eyes of the crew, Gao Yuanyuan's change couldn't even be called a change; as soon as she was on the scene, it was like she had changed into a different person.

It only made you feel that this wasn't acting at all, it was like... like she was repeating her own life, not like acting at all.

Just like eating and drinking, it was easy to handle, extremely simple.

They finished the tasks planned by the coordinator early in the morning, and didn't continue shooting the afternoon plot, but finished work early, waiting for the meal.

Gu Changwei sat on a small stool, holding a cigarette in his hand, not smoking, just quietly watching it burn, his eyes empty, not knowing what he was wandering about.

Ning Hao squatted next to Gu Changwei, with a few pieces of moisture-proof cloth under his butt, also holding a cigarette in his hand, staring blankly at the smoke.

After a long time, Ning Hao was burned and took a breath of cold air, hurriedly throwing away the cigarette butt.

"Teacher Gu, I don't quite understand."

Gu Changwei threw away the cigarette in his hand, and before he could move, Ning Hao hurriedly took out a cigarette, handed it to Old Gu, and lit it for him.

Old Gu took a deep breath, swallowed it, circulated it, and then exhaled slowly.

"What don't you understand?"

Don't talk about you, I don't understand either.

Ning Hao lit one himself, held it in his hand, and whispered: "What's going on with Gao Yuanyuan? Yesterday she was still... really into the character? A bit awesome."

"You know a fart."

Old Gu exhaled a smoke ring and said lightly: "I've seen many people into the character; being into the character is being into the character, acting is acting; being into the character is being able to bring into the role, increase some acting skills, but..."

Then he took a hard breath, "It's too early to say these things now, maybe it's, it's, it's an extraordinary performance, let's look at this scene in the afternoon."

Ning Hao also nodded, according to the principle of shooting nearby in similar scenes, this scene in the afternoon was in front of the weeds on the side of the road, where Gao Yuanyuan, playing the female lead, came to identify the body.

This kind of scene is the time to truly reflect acting skills.

When planning the shooting, regarding the shooting of identifying the body, Gu Changwei rarely argued with Cao Yang a few times.

He believed that this kind of plot was the best time for venting, and they should carry the camera, follow the female lead's footsteps, and shoot from the female lead's perspective.

This would allow the audience to have a better sense of substitution and be more tear-jerking, which is to say, this kind of plot is the moment most suitable for "selling" tears.

Cao Yang denied his idea.

That would be too cliché; the story was already sad enough, there was no need to use traditional tear-jerking methods.

Here, it should be calm and restrained, just like an outsider, watching is enough.

Gu Changwei didn't say anything more.

The first shot of the afternoon shooting, the female lead took a police car to the river; here, it only needed to shoot that the car had arrived at the crime scene, and shoot the female lead in the car.

Everything was ready, the clapperboard was hit, and shooting began.

A moment ago, she looked like there was nothing unusual, and Gao Yuanyuan, who could gently smile and greet everyone, immediately entered the role; she sat in the passenger seat of the police car, looking forward expressionlessly, with tears in her eyes but never falling.

She looked very calm, but in the calm, there was a sense of despair at a loss.

"Cut!"

Cao Yang shouted, "Prepare for the next scene."

Gao Yuanyuan got out of the car, smiled politely at the surrounding staff, and bowed slightly to thank the stylist who came to touch up her makeup. Cao Yang walked over; the next shot was a shot with a strong ironic meaning.

It was the shot of Gao Yuanyuan looking forward just now, needing to give a set of outside calm, sun high in the sky, brilliant sunshine, cloudless, everything seemed very beautiful through her perspective.

Seeing Cao Yang walk over, Gao Yuanyuan, who was gentle and soft just now, immediately restrained her smile, turned around, as if she didn't see Cao Yang.

"Yuanyuan."

Gao Yuanyuan turned around somewhat reluctantly, with a wooden face squeezing out a formulaic smile, "Director Cao, what are your instructions?"

Cao Yang waved his hand, walked forward, pointed to a small slope, and said: "Later you go down from here, you can perform dull and wooden, like a puppet, walking forward mechanically, all the way to the child prop in front."

"Okay, director."

After replying, Gao Yuanyuan asked another question inexplicably, "You used to... be a screenwriter, right?"

"Hmm?"

Cao Yang was a bit strange about Gao Yuanyuan's question, but still said casually: "The screenwriters of these films are all me."

!

Gao Yuanyuan suddenly stumbled, and Cao Yang reflexively helped her.

Then he saw Gao Yuanyuan look at him with a complex expression, turned around and shook off the arm he extended, as if a look of hatred and disgust flashed for a moment.

Cao Yang was a bit inexplicable, but didn't take it to heart, thinking it was Gao Yuanyuan brewing emotions.

Everything was ready, the clapperboard was hit, and shooting started.

This was a long shot and a wide shot, the camera was mounted on the slope, like an outsider, watching Gao Yuanyuan walk mechanically to the edge of the small slope.

Gao Yuanyuan looked forward blankly, but as if she didn't see the small slope, she stepped over.

As a result, she stepped into the air and fell down rolling.

The assistant might have felt it was a mistake and was about to go to help Gao Yuanyuan up, but was held by Ning Hao next to the camera, who was afraid she would call out, and covered the little assistant's mouth.

The crew staff playing the police below also reached out to help Gao Yuanyuan, but this didn't matter, it was normal for the police to help people.

Gao Yuanyuan ignored the police, didn't care about the mud on her body and face, and walked forward mechanically, as if everything had lost its meaning at this moment.

When she was five or six meters away from the child prop lying on the ground, Gao Yuanyuan stopped, or rather, she didn't stop, she was still stepping, but just mechanically moving in place, almost stagnant.

This was a performance not planned in advance; before shooting, it was only said to let her go down from the small slope, and then walk over.

What should be done now? Can't let her keep stepping in place endlessly, right?

But this kind of wonderful shot was enough to be written into textbooks, so it couldn't be scrapped because of this, right?

Cao Yang made a decisive decision, picked up a police uniform and was about to put it on, then entered the shot to help Gao Yuanyuan, supporting her to walk to the prop.

Shooting like this was also no problem, reasonable, but it just broke this wonderful segment.

Before Cao Yang could act, he saw Gao Yuanyuan take two steps forward, and then collapsed on the ground.

No tears, no crying, everything happened so naturally.

Cao Yang held the walkie-talkie, ignoring the clothes he had only put on halfway, and shouted "Cut! Passed!"

Then he smashed the walkie-talkie on the ground to vent his indescribable mood; it was truly wonderful!

This shot, amazing!

This performance, really good!

(End of chapter)