non-famous actor

Chapter 343 Chapter 340

"Director, how do you feel?"

After the play was over, Sun Hao didn't speak. Xia Yu, who was a little nervous, leaned over and asked with a smile.

"Um…, okay!
It just feels a little full. "

"Director, what do you say?" He Bing was serious. He has been in the acting industry for so many years and has met many directors, but no director has ever commented on an actor's performance in this way.

"Um…"

Standing on the small bridge at the west end of Shangtan Village, Sun Hao thought for a while, then said:
"Bingge, do you know how to sing?
When a singer sings, he always sings according to the drumbeat and melody. When the drumbeat arrives, the singer will immediately speak according to the score.

But what makes me feel wrong is that the drumbeats of the two of you are on point, and there is no problem with the melody, but the emotion is gone, like a machine singing according to the melody..."

Hearing this, no one at the scene spoke, including Xia Yu and He Bing.

how to say?

Sun Hao is very right, everyone acted very well, and the expressions and emotions are also in place, but there seems to be something missing.

"So, what I need is your on-the-spot creations, such as smoking a cigarette while speaking, smiling casually while speaking, or kicking someone when you see something unpleasant when they are speaking. he kicked...

It's okay to disrupt the rhythm!

I want you two to be real people, not a speaking machine that silently recites the lines I wrote. "

As soon as this remark came out, there was no response from the shooting scene for a long time, especially Xia Yu and He Bing, the two brothers were a little dazed and at a loss.

It seems that the education of Chinese opera has not been mentioned in this way. You don't have to follow the plot and lines completely, what you want is to be completely life-like!
.........

It was not until 06:30 in the evening that He Bing wandered to the jujube forest at the east end of Shangtan Village, sat cross-legged in the tent, and took a large enamel jar of mutton soup from his assistant, sprinkled with green coriander.

"Bingge, did Teacher Baotian come to you to play mahjong just now?"

"No, I have to think about it, how should I perform those two scenes tomorrow?"

"Brother Bing, Teacher Chang also came to you just now, saying that your mind is too heavy to be able to lift weights lightly. So she suggested that you take a good rest tonight."

"Well, I see!"

He Bing curled his lips. It must be Sun Hao who told her, because this guy said at the test shooting scene that if he wants to perform well in acting, he must have a life.

It's like the director likes the actors to perform hard, but most young actors don't like the restraint that the director puts on them, which affects their free play. So at this time, it depends on the life experiences of the actors.

……

Like He Bing, after returning, Sun Hao also sat in his tent. He didn’t eat dinner, so he was going to sleep. Today is too tired. The road was bumpy for nearly 300 kilometers, and his bones were a little bit broken.
If it wasn't for his good health, he might have stopped cooking a long time ago.

But before she could lie down, Huo Wenxi walked in casually.

"Director Sun Hao, is your place not bad?"

"good!"

"Director Sun Hao, do you know that you have made my actor Xie Tingfeng miserable. He picked 20 buckets of water in two hours at the age of less than 45?"

"Is it so little?
I thought he had to pick 100 buckets of water! "

Sun Hao smiled, opened the sleeping bag, and hid directly under the covers, regardless of the presence of a beautiful lady in the tent.

"Uh…"

Huo Wenxi was taken aback for a moment, and then sat directly next to Sun Hao.

"Director, let's talk about business first."

"speak!"

Sun Hao yawned and leaned against the cotton tent, ready to sleep.

"Starting tomorrow, can you take care of Ting Feng?"

"How to take care of it?"

"For example, you can tell me in advance that the two of them will compete in acting tomorrow?"

"Okay!" Sun Hao replied without opening his eyes.

"Mashoe's mother is 54 years old this year. It is said that she has been widowed since she was 21 years old. Tomorrow I plan to let Zhang Mo and Xie Tingfeng pursue her at the same time. If anyone can impress her heart, then whoever can play on the shooting site tomorrow Make notes!"

"Uh…"

Huo Wenxi wanted to kill someone, because she really wanted to kill the bastard in front of her with a kitchen knife.

Sun Hao's grandson is too hated!

Shouldn't the competition between actors be about finding a good topic?For example, let them play a young woman with a variety of charms; for example, let them play a dementia, the kind who is stupid but can take care of herself...

But what's the matter with you asking them to pursue an old mother in her 50s?

However, when Huo Wenxi wanted to ask for clarification, she found that Sun Hao, who was sleeping next to her, was already snoring so loudly that she could probably hear it in the canteen area next to the tent.

Huo Wenxi stood up, thought for a while, and wanted to leave; but after seeing Sun Hao's handsome face, she squatted down again and studied his face carefully.

How can he be so handsome?
Three points more handsome than Ting Feng!
The key is that this kind of handsome doesn't have any femininity, it's all masculine.

Thinking of this, she looked outside the tent and saw that no one was coming in for the time being, so Huo Wenxi lowered her body and lightly pecked Sun Hao's face.

Take it easy, my man!

This lady is Ning Que Wu Lan, and I will recognize you in this life.

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After doing moxa, before going to bed.

Chen Hong nestled in the arms of her husband Chen Kaige, watching the big TV on the front wall.This is a new LCD TV, and it costs more than 1 yuan. She just wanted to put one in the bedroom, so she bought it.

Speaking of the 90s, this kind of stupid, black and thick Panasonic painting king needs [-] heads.There are not many channels, and the family is like a Bodhisattva, waiting for a guest to come, and boasting: Oh, your family is the king of painting, right?

Tsk!All you need is this sense of pride!
Now, huh, wash up and sleep.

This will be a prime time, and a certain station is broadcasting the second round of "Huan Zhu Ge Ge 2".

The show premiered in October last year, and the ratings have been smashing all the way. Even though it is now the third round, it is still crushing other TV shows.

No way, it's too hot!
"Hey, Old Chen, you said that people are really incomparable!" Chen Hong looked at it for a while, and suddenly said with emotion.

"Who are you talking about?" Chen Kaige asked.

"Here!"

Chen Hong pointed to Zhao Yanzi on the screen, and said: "I have been around for so many years to get to this point, she is only a few years old, she has filmed two or three TV series and she is on the top line, and she is younger than me at that time, only 22 Hey, I'm 22 and still acting as a maid..."

"Uh…"

Hearing this, Chen Kaige wanted to laugh, wanted to laugh at his wife who was so old but still so competitive.

At this time, Chen Hong suddenly said:

"Going shopping with a few sisters today, they said that the total box office of Sun Hao's movies seems to have exceeded one billion US dollars, and at present, it is heading towards 20 billion US dollars."

"Ok!"

"Old Chen, tell me, why is Sun Hao so powerful?
You, Zhang Yimou, Feng Xiaogang, and Jiang Wenjia don't have as many box office movies as anyone else..."

But before Chen Hong finished speaking, he saw Chen Kaige stand up from the bed, and said while putting on his clothes:

"If you feel good about Sun Hao, then you can go to him, I will never fucking stop you."

"Uh…"

(End of this chapter)