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Chapter 39 Director, call the police, this kid must have a criminal record

in the cold wind.

Not far away, Gao Yuanyuan smiled at Ding Xiu, at least Ding Xiu thought so. After waving her hand, she got into the taxi and walked away.

Ding Xiu and Wang Baoqiang helped Xu Haofeng walk to the hotel, but after a few steps Xu Haofeng vomited while holding the electric pole by the side of the road.

……

In a villa in the urban area, Ding Xiu is filming the massacre.

Not long after Gao Yuanyuan left, Wang Baoqiang finished filming, and now he is the only leading role left in the crew.

It was snowing heavily outside, and it was warm inside the house. Fortunately, this was an interior scene, and it would not be so comfortable if it was an exterior scene.

Outdoor scenes have high requirements on weather and lighting. A scene cannot be finished immediately. Generally, only a certain point in time is taken. If the time is exceeded, you can only wait for the next day.

If you don’t consider the time of day and night, the final effect will be:

The sun was shining one second, and the sun may be gone in the next second.

The male lead was playing and the sky darkened within a few minutes. There was light snow in the last shot, but the snow on the ground in the next shot was a foot thick.

The interior scene is different, it is not affected by the weather, you can shoot whatever you want in the house, as long as it is not at night, the light is similar, and it is the same if you can’t add more light.

"Brother Xiu, you should be more vicious. This is the first time you have killed someone here, so why are you so calm? This is not in line with the character's state at the time."

"Substitute, put yourself into it, imagine the feeling of killing people, what I want is trembling, fear, and a bit of forced calm."

Xu Haofeng came out from behind the monitor, and gave Ding Xiu a play with earnest words.

Originally, he thought that this scene was the easiest one. After all, Ding Xiu's martial arts is very strong, and this kind of small action scene is easy for him, without any difficulty.

There is no need to worry about literary and opera, because there is not a single line.

Responsible for killing, killing, killing, and it's over.

However, in the end, Ding Xiu NGed [-] points in a row. The reason was that he was too calm when he attacked, which was terrifyingly calm, like an emotionless killer.

If he hadn't known that he was an ordinary high school student before he came to Peking, Xu Haofeng would have almost called the police to lose his case.

"I don't have any fear just because I have substituted it." Ding Xiu was a little tired, but there was nothing he could do.

He doesn't know what fear is. Killing people will be afraid?

What a mess.

He could sit beside the pile of dead people to eat and drink during the day, and sleep in the pile of dead people at night. If it was cold, he could pull two corpses over to block the wind.

Let him show the fear and apprehension after killing, it is really difficult to act, it is too difficult.

Xu Haofeng smoked half a cigarette in silence, this is the first time he has encountered this kind of weirdness: "Your acting foundation is still a bit weak, and you can't even do simple emotional replacement. In the film school, this is all sophomore knowledge .”

"What is emotional substitution?" Ding Xiu asked.

"Actors need to perform different roles. Each role has emotions and desires. In order to get closer to the role, the actor has to experience the things the character has experienced, such as working, begging, being a waiter, etc."

"But some emotions cannot be experienced by actors. For example, in this scene, killing a person, it is impossible for an actor to kill a person himself to find the feeling. This requires emotional substitution."

"What I want is fear, trembling, apprehension, as well as excitement and pretending to be calm. Think about it carefully, have you done it before or experienced something that made you feel similar emotions?"

"Putting that emotion in the immediate scene is emotional substitution."

Xu Haofeng does not believe that a person is born without fear. When he was a child, he encountered a snake, was bitten by a dog, did not finish his homework, and was beaten by his parents. He must have been afraid.

Ding Xiu thought about it carefully, and said, "Does it count as the first visit to a brothel?"

"Cough cough cough...cough cough cough."

After smoking for so many years, apart from choking once when he was just learning, this is the second time Xu Haofeng choked on the smoke, almost choking tears.

"Brother, I call you brother, can you say something normal?"

Going to the brothel, I didn't expect Ding Xiu to have this kind of experience, and I don't know if it's true or not.

Ding Xiu wrinkled and pushed forward the memory, thirty years old, twenty-five years old, twenty years old, fourteen years old, finally, he found the kind of fear that Xu Haofeng said.

That was the Wanli period.

There was a severe drought that year, and the crops were not harvested well. The village where he lived was plundered by bandits. In order to survive, every family took up sickles and hoes to resist.

If the few grains were robbed, the whole family would starve to death.

At that time, my father went out to fight against the bandits. Before leaving, he stuffed him and his mother into the closet to keep them from coming out.

The sound of shouting, beating and killing was all outside, accompanied by crying from time to time.

The father didn't come back for a long time, and the mother couldn't wait any longer, so she took a kitchen knife and ran out.

After a long time, the door of the house was broken, and a bandit rushed in, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find valuables, perhaps because he saw that there was no one at home, so he relaxed his vigilance.

The moment the other party opened the closet, he tightly grasped the butcher's knife in his hand and rushed forward, and the other party was thrown down by surprise.

Knife out, knives out, knives out, knives out...

Blood splashed all over him, staining his whole body red. At that time, his mind went blank, followed by fear and trembling.

He cried for a long time, but did not cry out.

Not long after, two young men walked into his home, the boy was eighteen or nineteen years old, and the girl was fifteen or sixteen years old, each holding a Qi family knife.

The woman comforted him and told him not to be afraid, it was all right.

That day, he had an extra master, uncle...

Xu Haofeng didn't bother Ding Xiu to be in a daze, and Ding Xiu came back to his senses after he finished smoking a cigarette.

"let's start."

"is it okay?"

"should be no problem."

"Make up and touch up, adjust the lighting, and the extras are in place..."

An hour later, the scene of the Miemen massacre was finished.

During the filming, everyone was very quiet, and no one spoke during the intermission, but each of them looked at Ding Xiu in a wrong way.

Behind the monitor, Xu Haofeng had cigarette butts under his feet, lit another one, and took two puffs before walking towards Ding Xiu.

He passed the cigarette from his mouth.

"Take one, take it easy."

"Need not."

"Let's take two puffs, or I'm afraid."

Ding Xiu's performance was so frightening, with his ferocious face, trembling palms, and indifferent eyes, it was as if he had committed suicide himself.

His heart trembled every time he watched the replay.

The hardest thing is to play the group performers who were killed. They were killed out of their psychological shadow. They cried and shouted several times to stop filming. In the end, each of them added [-] yuan to keep them.

"No need." Ding Xiu shook his head, got up and said, "Today's filming is over, I'm going back to the hotel first."

Ding Xiu left without removing his makeup or changing his clothes. In the heavy snow, his back is full of stories.

As soon as he left, the assistant director ran to Xu Haofeng's side: "Director Xu, let's call the police. I suspect he has a criminal record, and he may be a fugitive who escaped from somewhere."

The cameraman said tremblingly: "Yeah, call the police. After all these years in the industry, I have never seen a murder scene acted so realistically. Even the actor is not good. This kid is definitely acting in his true colors."

(End of this chapter)