Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 120
After the staff put up the airs, Guo Xiao also did a similar warm-up exercise. Today he played the role of the prince riding through the mine and chatting with the workers.

The assistant director shouted with a loudspeaker: "Who is that, drama manager, take the extras to stand up, don't let them run around."

"Where's the special actor? Have you memorized the lines? Hurry up and change your clothes, the filming is about to begin."

There are also grades for the extras, the worst is the background actors, as the name suggests, they are far away from the back, comparable to dead bodies in terms of importance, they basically don't show their faces.

At least the ones who can show their faces are the actors in the same group, but they have no lines.

The only ones who can get the lines are the special actors, one in a million, and the special actors are divided into small special, medium special, and big special, with different grades and different prices.

Four to five hundred to more than 1000 a day, depending on working hours.

The special contract is the top of the pyramid in the dragon set, sometimes playing an innkeeper or a waiter, selling sesame cakes on the side of the road, maid A and maid B, in short, I can get mixed up with words.

Then there are supporting roles, which are not available to ordinary people. Some stars have to audition first when they come.

Unless your acting skills are against the sky, the director doesn't want you at all.

Even if you don't give money, a phone call, a lot of students from the film academy are willing to come and help for free.

For example, Fang Jing is a supporting role this time, with a lot of lines and continuous scenes.

Ten minutes later, Guo Xiao took off his cotton-padded jacket, and the biting cold suddenly penetrated his lungs, making him shiver.

"Everyone, start shooting!"

"No.80 six scenes, first shot, action!"

"Old man, where are you from?"

Guo Xiao's long hair is tied up, the middle hosta is fixed, and he is wearing a golden chain armor and a red cloak.

It would have been perfect to ignore his mount and hands shaking a little from the cold.

That's right, at the moment Guo Xiao is riding on the neck of a martial artist, holding the rein in his hand. Because it is a close-up shot, only the upper body is photographed. When it is broadcast, it will be shown in a distant view, and the audience will have the illusion of riding a horse all the time.

The man who was stopped by him was an old man in his 70s, skinny, unkempt, thinly dressed in cold weather, and unable to stand on his legs.

"My lord, I am from Daqiaotou Village, Ji'an Prefecture. My hometown is suffering from floods, and I have no choice but to come out to beg. I never thought that the officials would mistake me for a bandit and catch me here to mine. Please help me!"

"My lord! I was wronged." A woman in her forties ran out crying and knelt on the ground. "I belonged to a good family. My husband died at the hands of bandits. They sold me here..."

Those who have lines for both of them are special appointments, and the group performers squatting on the ground behind them.

Guo Xiao got stuck in this part twice.

The reason is that the group performers in the back didn't care about it, they were all as cold as hens, squatting on the ground and shaking non-stop, and an aunt's phone rang halfway through, and the neighbor invited her to play mahjong.

I shot two scenes in one morning, and at noon, when the scene manager announced that the meal was served, everyone was full of energy.

The lead actor doesn't eat boxed lunches, and usually his assistant goes to the restaurant to order them. Guo Xiao didn't stay here any longer, so he turned around and went back to his residence.

Seeing the actor playing the old man with a sweater that he didn't have time to wear in one hand, and a lunch box in the other, Fang Jing trotted up and said with a smile, "Grandpa, I'll help you get the things."

"No, no, no!" The old man shook his head, looking for a sheltered corner to squat and eat.

"I'll help you with the lunch box, put on your clothes first, so you don't catch cold in winter."

After thinking about it, the old man still handed the lunch box to Fang Jing, and quickly put on his clothes.

"Thank you, young man, are you a drama manager? Why don't you have to do anything?"

Looking at the potato fried beans in the old man's lunch box, Fang Jing swallowed and shook his head, "I'm an actor, and I only have a show tomorrow."

"Oh! No wonder, I said why I haven't seen you before."

The old man has a very good appetite, and he eats half of it after a few big mouthfuls. I don't know what kind of delicacies he eats.

Seeing this, Fang Jing got up and left, and ran to the place where he got his boxed lunch.

"Uncle! Can you give me a copy too?"

The field manager gave him a weird look, "You want it too?"

Who still eats lunch boxes these days? Fang Jing's reputation is not small, at least more famous than the two leading actors. He didn't expect to come to pick up box lunches.

"Yeah!" Fang Jing nodded, "Are there many of these? Just forget it."

If it's custom made, if he takes one away, someone will lose one, and they haven't started work yet, Fang Jing doesn't want to do this kind of thing.

The scene manager smiled, as if it was the first time seeing such a cute star, "Is this your first time on the set?"

"Theoretically, everyone in the production team has lunch boxes, but some people don't want them, so naturally there are extras. You need to take some for yourself."

The field affairs also depend on the person to order, if it wasn't for the person who came over, Fang Jing could give a box lunch?Try another group performer, you won't be scolded to death.

"Thank you uncle!"

Fang Jing casually took a copy from the foam box.

"Wait! This is food for the extras." The stage manager pointed to another foam box and said, "You take it here."

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome."

Sure enough, the lunch box in the other box was different, it was a size bigger, and it was a green plastic box, which was a bit heavy to hold.

There are four box lunches, chicken drumsticks, white rice, fish-flavored shredded pork, and green pepper shredded pork.

Taking the lunch box back to the corner, Fang Jing squatted side by side beside the old man.

"It's okay, boy! You can get this kind of lunch box, what role are you playing?"

"Supporting role, there aren't many dramas, and I have to leave in a few days. It's a boy in his teens, so I'll give you a box lunch."

The old man was at a loss, "You don't want to eat?"

"It's no use."

"Understood." The old man took a few big bites and took Fang Jing's lunch box with a wipe of his mouth, "You are a star, come to play a guest role?"

"Wow! There are chicken legs, so delicious."

Seeing the old man's intoxicated appearance, Fang Jing stood up and moved his numb feet, "That's right, but it's my first time filming, so I don't know much about it."

"I think you're a pretty good old man. Did you come from a major? Have you been doing this for a long time?"

"15 years." The old man slurred while eating, "Fart Keban, I used to be a beggar. At that time, the crew recruited extras to take care of the food. I was so hungry that I went."

"I didn't expect this job to be so easy. I can play for three days in one day, and I have to learn about acting skills slowly. I have experience in filming a hundred or eighty films.

I'm not bragging, these years I've filmed at least two or three thousand dramas, with hundreds of billions in box office.I also saw a lot of those major voice students, and I feel that they are not as good as me. "

Fang Jing sweats profusely, this old man is not simple, no wonder his acting skills are good, it turns out that the box office is more than [-] billion people, so he has a lot of experience.

Who dares to show off with billions of movie stars in the future, Fang Jing introduced the old man to him.

Are you not a cow?How many plays have you filmed?Is it hundreds of billions at the box office?

Slap in the face every minute.

Fang Jing didn't leave in the afternoon, and kept watching the crew filming, sometimes standing by the camera and sometimes by the lights.

During the break, I chatted with the old man and listened to him talk about acting.

"Let me tell you, acting is very simple, just three points, tone, eyes, and movements. It's better for you to write a biography of a character, with a deep understanding, and you can act with ease and control."

"For example, if you get a character, the script doesn't introduce the biography, only the back story, so you can make up the character's first half life experience."

"But don't make it up, it should be combined with the development of the plot."

(End of this chapter)