Actor he doesn't want to be a eunuch

Chapter 110 It's Too Difficult For Us Director

Life is like a play, with all kinds of mistakes.

How could Qian Chen know that others had misunderstood so many of his actions.

However, when I saw Mr. Ruan Chaohui the next day.

The other party seemed to be more enthusiastic about him.

He also specially accompanied him to rehearse the famous sad song "Sigh at Five Watches" needed in the play.

After Qian Chen had learned almost everything, he asked Wang Jiawei:
"Is this character I'm playing blind?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Because the song you chose is usually sung by a blind master, Dishui Nanyin, but when I perform it, there is still a big difference between blind people and non-blind people."

The eye waves are flowing, and the eyes are also a play.

"No need, you can just sing, do as you feel comfortable." Wang Jiawei was impatient.

"How can this be the same? In the process you gave me, you also asked me to fight Ye Wen. Is this something a blind person can do?" Qian Chen was speechless.

20 is really not that easy to get.

"That's true, but if the blind fight sparring, it seems to be more artistic." Wang Jiawei was in high spirits.

Don't think he made any decisions.

He just started to struggle again.

Many people think that Wang Jiawei's film style is literature and art, but in fact, the jumping and incomplete narrative style is his style.

It's all tangled up.

Not willing to part with this, nor willing to part with that.

"Then who is the master of the generation? I am a blind man, I can fight with Ye Wen, and I am a college classmate with Gong Er, and I am also a master of drama..." Qian Chen really doesn't like Wang Jiawei's story.

The director is already stunned.

"Actually, I never said that Ye Wen is a great master, why can't Gong Er be a great master?"

"Good guy, let me just say, Gong Er is the main character, why not call it "Gong Er Biography"."

"I'm just making an analogy. Yixiantian can also be a master of a generation." Wang Jiawei seemed to be in a good mood, and he was able to talk a few more words with the boy he had never liked.

"I won't talk about this, but I can't tell you that you chose this song because you made up your mind to make a tragedy. Huairen faced the moon leaning on the South Tower, and how to deal with the tears of separation. I remember that after I broke up with Lang, I was like a girl separated from the Milky Way. Cows..."

"I have to say, any tune you recite in this way will sound soft and waxy."

"Why aren't Ye Wen and Gong Er together?"

For some reason, many eunuchs prefer a happy love ending.

"They wouldn't be together in the first place, they are not the same kind of people." Wang Jiawei replied.

"It's not the same kind of people," Qian Chen murmured twice, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, I know how to design the set of movements you requested."

I used Liao's twelve-way silk wrapping hand yesterday, and the effect is very good.

But it always felt like something was missing.

Hearing this sentence now, suddenly came the inspiration.

It turns out that Ye Wen and Gong Er are not the same people at all.

Can you blame yourself?

Lao Wang's script is vague, almost not a script, and the relationship between the characters is not clear, so how to design the action.

Abandoning Wang Jiawei, Qian Chen found a few martial arts assistants, and began to cooperate with the design movements.

He is no longer the Wuzhi assistant.

Sixty-six thousand is the price of Wu Zhi Assistant.

Now he is 36, a proper deputy martial finger.

When the subtitles come out at the end of the film, his martial arts position should be placed in the front.

Two hours later, Qian Chen demonstrated the newly designed movements to Wang Jiawei by pulling a martial finger.

Reality!

Dreamland!

Subconscious and impulse.

Wang Jiawei refrained from applauding.

Yes, that's how it feels.

With a shake of his hand, Qian Chen shook off the assistant Wu Zhi who was flirting with him, and called it a day.

"How about it?"

Is 30 just like that?

"Overall, it's okay, but the details need to be polished."

Wang Jiawei is actually quite satisfied.

But he always felt that this guy Qian Chen deliberately kept a hand, and he should be able to squeeze out more things.

"All right, let's start filming, finish filming quickly, I have to leave quickly."

If you follow the domineering president's script.

At this time, Wang Jiawei should pull Eunuch Qian into his arms and want to leave?Don't even try to escape from my palm!
Fortunately not.

Wang Jiawei responded, and urged: "Prop photography, hurry up, you are not allowed to eat if you can't finish filming today!"

You thought I wanted to see you.

Even if you can sing and play martial arts, you are still an entertainment bastard.

Nonsence!

Wang Jiawei was actually wrong.

Qian Chen is not only good at singing and martial arts, he can also act.

The troupe is in place.

Qian Chen was behind the light gauze curtain.

Play and sing.

This demeanor...

Wang Jiawei was very satisfied!
If Du Qifeng was on the sidelines, he would definitely cry with him.

It is too difficult for us directors.

I want to guide the actors in acting, and I want to establish my leading position in the crew.

Is it wrong?
Why don't you give me a chance?

Even Wang Jiawei, who is critical, can't find fault.

The Golden Tower is full of prosperity and beauty.

The listener sits in a wealthy family full of affection, but he knows that what he sings is often fate. It is a metaphor for the ending of Ye Wen's going to Hong Kong and being cut off from his wife, who hates him to death.

Wang Jiawei felt that this was what he wanted.

"Okay, do it again!"

"Why?" Qian Chen asked with question marks all over his face.

But he quickly realized, why did you ask Wang Jiawei?
Do you think he will know.

Sure enough, Wang Jiawei murmured and said, "I feel, hope is stronger."

Then sing!
After experiencing Wu Yushen's pickiness about movements, Wang Jiawei's second-hand skills are nothing.

Wang Jiawei can be willful, but some people can't stand it.

After the fourth time, Ruan Chaohui walked up to Wang Jiawei and said something.

"Ms. Wang, it's almost time, everyone's throat will be unbearable!"

Bullying our Liyuan disciples or something.

Wang Jiawei had to give Ruan Chaohui face, and with these three editions, it was enough for him to edit.

"Teacher Liang is still injured, you have to postpone the play with him." Wang Jiawei was in a bad mood.

"Can't we shoot this month?" Qian Chen frowned.

But he couldn't force Liang Chaowei to play injured, what if he missed and was killed.

"Forget it, this play is not going to be filmed, you can make a guest appearance as Gong Er's fiancé." Wang Jiawei won't suffer even if he is beaten to death.

"Is this offset?" Qian Chen didn't object.

"You have to help Zhang Zhen design some moves to make him stand up." Wang Jiawei said.

"It's not a big problem. Isn't he some kind of Bajiquan champion?" Qian Chen had heard of it, but due to schedule issues, they had never met face to face.

Wang Jiawei looked embarrassed, the competition was funded by the crew.

The gold content of the championship can be imagined.

Why practice for three years to win the championship, how embarrassing are you for letting others do it for decades.

Qian Chen immediately understood.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter 110 It's Too Difficult For Us Director

Life is like a play, with all kinds of mistakes.

How could Qian Chen know that others had misunderstood so many of his actions.

However, when I saw Mr. Ruan Chaohui the next day.

The other party seemed to be more enthusiastic about him.

He also specially accompanied him to rehearse the famous sad song "Sigh at Five Watches" needed in the play.

After Qian Chen had learned almost everything, he asked Wang Jiawei:
"Is this character I'm playing blind?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Because the song you chose is usually sung by a blind master, Dishui Nanyin, but when I perform it, there is still a big difference between blind people and non-blind people."

The eye waves are flowing, and the eyes are also a play.

"No need, you can just sing, do as you feel comfortable." Wang Jiawei was impatient.

"How can this be the same? In the process you gave me, you also asked me to fight Ye Wen. Is this something a blind person can do?" Qian Chen was speechless.

20 is really not that easy to get.

"That's true, but if the blind fight sparring, it seems to be more artistic." Wang Jiawei was in high spirits.

Don't think he made any decisions.

He just started to struggle again.

Many people think that Wang Jiawei's film style is literature and art, but in fact, the jumping and incomplete narrative style is his style.

It's all tangled up.

Not willing to part with this, nor willing to part with that.

"Then who is the master of the generation? I am a blind man, I can fight with Ye Wen, and I am a college classmate with Gong Er, and I am also a master of drama..." Qian Chen really doesn't like Wang Jiawei's story.

The director is already stunned.

"Actually, I never said that Ye Wen is a great master, why can't Gong Er be a great master?"

"Good guy, let me just say, Gong Er is the main character, why not call it "Gong Er Biography"."

"I'm just making an analogy. Yixiantian can also be a master of a generation." Wang Jiawei seemed to be in a good mood, and he was able to talk a few more words with the boy he had never liked.

"I won't talk about this, but I can't tell you that you chose this song because you made up your mind to make a tragedy. Huairen faced the moon leaning on the South Tower, and how to deal with the tears of separation. I remember that after I broke up with Lang, I was like a girl separated from the Milky Way. Cows..."

"I have to say, any tune you recite in this way will sound soft and waxy."

"Why aren't Ye Wen and Gong Er together?"

For some reason, many eunuchs prefer a happy love ending.

"They wouldn't be together in the first place, they are not the same kind of people." Wang Jiawei replied.

"It's not the same kind of people," Qian Chen murmured twice, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, I know how to design the set of movements you requested."

I used Liao's twelve-way silk wrapping hand yesterday, and the effect is very good.

But it always felt like something was missing.

Hearing this sentence now, suddenly came the inspiration.

It turns out that Ye Wen and Gong Er are not the same people at all.

Can you blame yourself?

Lao Wang's script is vague, almost not a script, and the relationship between the characters is not clear, so how to design the action.

Abandoning Wang Jiawei, Qian Chen found a few martial arts assistants, and began to cooperate with the design movements.

He is no longer the Wuzhi assistant.

Sixty-six thousand is the price of Wu Zhi Assistant.

Now he is 36, a proper deputy martial finger.

When the subtitles come out at the end of the film, his martial arts position should be placed in the front.

Two hours later, Qian Chen demonstrated the newly designed movements to Wang Jiawei by pulling a martial finger.

Reality!

Dreamland!

Subconscious and impulse.

Wang Jiawei refrained from applauding.

Yes, that's how it feels.

With a shake of his hand, Qian Chen shook off the assistant Wu Zhi who was flirting with him, and called it a day.

"How about it?"

Is 30 just like that?

"Overall, it's okay, but the details need to be polished."

Wang Jiawei is actually quite satisfied.

But he always felt that this guy Qian Chen deliberately kept a hand, and he should be able to squeeze out more things.

"All right, let's start filming, finish filming quickly, I have to leave quickly."

If you follow the domineering president's script.

At this time, Wang Jiawei should pull Eunuch Qian into his arms and want to leave?Don't even try to escape from my palm!
Fortunately not.

Wang Jiawei responded, and urged: "Prop photography, hurry up, you are not allowed to eat if you can't finish filming today!"

You thought I wanted to see you.

Even if you can sing and play martial arts, you are still an entertainment bastard.

Nonsence!

Wang Jiawei was actually wrong.

Qian Chen is not only good at singing and martial arts, he can also act.

The troupe is in place.

Qian Chen was behind the light gauze curtain.

Play and sing.

This demeanor...

Wang Jiawei was very satisfied!
If Du Qifeng was on the sidelines, he would definitely cry with him.

It is too difficult for us directors.

I want to guide the actors in acting, and I want to establish my leading position in the crew.

Is it wrong?
Why don't you give me a chance?

Even Wang Jiawei, who is critical, can't find fault.

The Golden Tower is full of prosperity and beauty.

The listener sits in a wealthy family full of affection, but he knows that what he sings is often fate. It is a metaphor for the ending of Ye Wen's going to Hong Kong and being cut off from his wife, who hates him to death.

Wang Jiawei felt that this was what he wanted.

"Okay, do it again!"

"Why?" Qian Chen asked with question marks all over his face.

But he quickly realized, why did you ask Wang Jiawei?
Do you think he will know.

Sure enough, Wang Jiawei murmured and said, "I feel, hope is stronger."

Then sing!
After experiencing Wu Yushen's pickiness about movements, Wang Jiawei's second-hand skills are nothing.

Wang Jiawei can be willful, but some people can't stand it.

After the fourth time, Ruan Chaohui walked up to Wang Jiawei and said something.

"Ms. Wang, it's almost time, everyone's throat will be unbearable!"

Bullying our Liyuan disciples or something.

Wang Jiawei had to give Ruan Chaohui face, and with these three editions, it was enough for him to edit.

"Teacher Liang is still injured, you have to postpone the play with him." Wang Jiawei was in a bad mood.

"Can't we shoot this month?" Qian Chen frowned.

But he couldn't force Liang Chaowei to play injured, what if he missed and was killed.

"Forget it, this play is not going to be filmed, you can make a guest appearance as Gong Er's fiancé." Wang Jiawei won't suffer even if he is beaten to death.

"Is this offset?" Qian Chen didn't object.

"You have to help Zhang Zhen design some moves to make him stand up." Wang Jiawei said.

"It's not a big problem. Isn't he some kind of Bajiquan champion?" Qian Chen had heard of it, but due to schedule issues, they had never met face to face.

Wang Jiawei looked embarrassed, the competition was funded by the crew.

The gold content of the championship can be imagined.

Why practice for three years to win the championship, how embarrassing are you for letting others do it for decades.

Qian Chen immediately understood.

(End of this chapter)