Chapter 89

For this last crying scene, Cao Yang attached great importance to it.

Looking at the whole film, the female lead was always in a state of despair and repression, enduring suffering, even if it looked like laughter, it was just escaping, numbing herself.

Only this crying scene in the church was the female lead truly venting her repressed emotions, and it was also a breakthrough for the audience to release their emotions.

Before shooting, Gao Yuanyuan came to Cao Yang somewhat reluctantly, but her speech was still very polite.

"Cao Dao, how should I perform this scene so that the audience can feel the harm the scum husband has done to me?"

"Hmm?"

Cao Yang didn't know if he heard it wrong or if Gao Yuanyuan's expression was wrong; what did the crying scene here have to do with the female lead's husband?

"Cao Dao, I think so, if the scum husband hadn't cheated, the female lead wouldn't have come to Kwun Tong, and the daughter wouldn't have had an accident, so the source of all this is because of the fault of her hateful scum husband."

Cao Yang thought about it, this idea... wasn't wrong.

"Yuanyuan, this crying scene, actually doesn't need to show hatred for the husband, there are no lines here, just crying, so her crying can be resentment for the husband, or crying for the injustice of fate, or crying for her poor child, what's the difference?"

"I think the source of all disasters is because of her husband, what does Cao Dao think?" Gao Yuanyuan emphasized again.

Cao Yang looked at Gao Yuanyuan strangely; you have a lot of words today? Could it be that you think so to be more conducive to the performance of the crying scene?

"Hmm, you're right, it's all her husband's fault."

Gao Yuanyuan's mouth corner raised visibly, and then she repeated: "That's right, it's all her husband's fault."

After speaking, Gao Yuanyuan's heart skipped a beat; it was over, after Cao Dao admitted it was her husband's fault, the resentment in her heart actually dissipated more than half, crying scene... what should she do if she couldn't cry?

It's over, it's over!

Ten minutes later, the clapperboard was hit, and the last set of shots began shooting.

Gao Yuanyuan sat on the church bench, tears like broken beads, then she covered her face with both hands, her body trembling slightly, as if trying her best to suppress her sadness and despair, making people feel a kind of indescribable heartache.

As the background, Wu Qihua looked at Gao Yuanyuan with concern, then as if he couldn't bear to look, lowered his head silently, and as if he was worried, looked up at Gao Yuanyuan again.

This silent performance allowed the audience to understand his thoughts at a glance.

Cao Yang thought, isn't this very good? That kind of silent pain makes people feel the same, and next, just need to cry out loud, preferably the kind of heart-rending, this ending would be perfect.

Then he waited and waited, he didn't shout cut, the lens kept shooting.

After a minute, Gao Yuanyuan was still trembling with sadness and despair, tears sliding down her cheeks, it could be seen that she was indeed very painful and desperate, but she just didn't vent, she just didn't cry out loud.

"Cut!"

Cao Yang pinched his chin with his hand, a bit not knowing what to say.

If you say the performance is bad, that kind of desperate silent crying can simply be included in Beijing Film Academy's teaching.

But even if it was good, it didn't meet the requirements.

Cry out, you cry out.

"Rest for ten minutes, touch up makeup, and come back for a take later." Cao Yang shouted.

Gu Changwei instructed Ning Hao to change the film, and he walked to Cao Yang, first shaking his head regretfully, and then sighed.

"It's a damn pity, such a good scene, just missing the last bit, sigh."

Then, he suggested: "Cao Dao, it's a pity to scrap such a good shot, it's a damn pity! Why not shoot separately, and shoot a wailing scene later, and then edit them together?"

Cao Yang also sighed and shook his head gently, "No, the impact is not coherent enough."

Gu Changwei sighed while walking back, it's a damn pity for such a good performance.

Ten minutes later, shooting again.

Then, Cao Yang and Gu Changwei both shook their hands in unison, and another wonderful shot was scrapped!

"Rest, rest! Touch up makeup!" Cao Yang shouted loudly; he now also felt it was extremely a pity, such a good performance, why couldn't she cry out. Cao Yang wanted to go over and kick Gao Yuanyuan a few times to see if she could cry out.

Then, only to see Gao Yuanyuan walk over, cautiously saying to Cao Yang: "I'm sorry Cao Dao, it's my fault. But I just can't cry out, even if we shoot again, I still can't cry out."

Cao Yang opened his mouth, wanting to scold her, but couldn't scold her; Gao Yuanyuan's performance was already good enough, and she apologized in time, making you feel a bit embarrassed to scold people.

What should be done now?

You can't really give her a few kicks, right?

Cao Yang had a flash of inspiration, suddenly thinking of what Gao Yuanyuan mentioned just now, that she hated the scum husband very much; was there any way to find a breakthrough from here?

"If I give you some photos, just pretend they are the scum husband's, and you tear them while venting, can you take advantage of the emotional explosion and cry out?"

Gao Yuanyuan thought about it carefully and couldn't help but nod, "I think it should be no problem."

Then try this new idea.

Cao Yang was about to instruct the assistant to get some photos, but didn't expect Gao Yuanyuan to raise her hand and cautiously make a suggestion.

"Cao Dao, that, can, can I use your photos?"

Cao Yang stared, you're getting ahead of yourself, right?

At this time, Gu Changwei next to him joined in the fun: "Cao Dao, I think Yuanyuan's suggestion is good, think about it, you tossed her enough on the first day, maybe she has resentment towards you in her heart, using your photos can better release emotions, haha..."

In the whole crew, it's estimated that only Old Gu dared to joke with Cao Yang, and only he had this qualification.

!

"No, no, Teacher Gu, don't talk nonsense, how dare I."

Gao Yuanyuan hurriedly denied it, and couldn't help but give Teacher Gu a like in her heart.

Cao Yang considered it, it's fine, as long as this group of cattle and horses can shoot the film well for him, and can perform the effect he wants, it's not impossible to use his own photos.

Ten minutes later, shooting again, the clapperboard was hit.

Only to see Gao Yuanyuan in the lens staring at the photos in her hand expressionlessly, giving people a feeling of heart as dead as ashes, full of sadness and helplessness, and tears began to roll down like money.

Her body trembled, as if trying to suppress her emotions, but the emotions were like a broken bottle, unable to be blocked anymore, her heart was pierced by tearing pain.

Then, only to see her suddenly go crazy, tearing all the photos in her hand one by one, and then holding these torn photos and throwing them into the air.

"Ah... ah..."

Gao Yuanyuan punched her chest with one hand and began to wail.

As if it were a volcano gathering strength, surging, suppressing, painful, all erupted at this moment, the sound full of incomparable despair and helplessness.

"Ah... ah... ah..."

At this moment, everyone in the crew felt the same, understanding what hysterical desperate crying was.

The little girls in the crew began to wipe tears, their hearts filled with sadness for no reason.

"Cut!"

Cao Yang shouted, and then added: "Very perfect."

Gao Yuanyuan didn't stop crying with the "cut" sound.

Her hands no longer punched her chest, but while wailing in despair and grief, her hands kept hitting the back of the front bench, over and over again, as if she didn't know pain.

Damn, the damn system is really unreliable.

Cao Yang hurriedly ran over, grabbed her hands that kept hitting the back of the chair, and shouted loudly: "Alright, Yuanyuan, it's already shot, restrain your emotions, it's okay, it's okay..."

Gao Yuanyuan was still wailing, looked at Cao Yang, then suddenly broke free from her hands, hugged Cao Yang's waist, as if she was even more aggrieved, crying even louder than before.

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