I really can't act

Chapter 5 should have been zero at the time
After some pleasantries, they called each other brothers.

Fang Yi himself called other people respectfully. He was still a child, but Fang Yi was the only one who made a little trouble here.

What do you call it?

Brother Fang?Are you qualified?
Fang starring?Is it too raw?

Teacher Fang?This...is too licking.

The tent fell into a subtle atmosphere.

As for Comrade Fang Yi's status, this matter is not a trivial matter, and the supreme leader, Comrade Wang Defa, is still needed to give a strategic opinion.

These aspects in the circle are very particular. They have to be ranked according to their status. They automatically arrange the order from high to low, and they will not treat those with potential harshly in terms of titles; If you don't see it too much, you may have to neglect it.

For example, Wang Defa, when he was resisting the camera more than ten years ago, he still remembers the master brought him in. At the age of [-], he stood like a minion, and the first address he received was:
"It's Xiao Wang..."

Wang Defa then got the first task: "Who... go, bring me a pack of Yuxi cigarettes."

To be honest, Wang Defa also wanted to support him in this way. He was ten years older than Fang Yi, and he seemed to be several rounds older. It was not a bad idea to call him "Xiao Fang". Potential, this son really has the appearance of a great emperor, thinking that this junior has a great future after all, he stopped, with joy and desolation on his face; he moved his lips, but did not make a sound.His attitude finally became respectful, and he clearly called out:
"Teacher Fang."

Everyone seemed to shudder; Fang Yi knew that there was already a pathetic thick barrier between them.

The small team under Wang Defa came to put on makeup for Teacher Fang. After a long struggle, it was finally decided that everyone should do the makeup. You are in charge of the primer, and I am in charge of the highlights. Everyone can take a group photo.

Thinking about his professional experience, isn't it a stroke of luck to put on makeup for the future emperor?

Song Yi arrived earlier than Fang Yi, and she is already sitting in a tent right now. The crew is divided into classes. As the leading actress, under her buttocks is the only 35 yuan fishing chair, the second most expensive in the whole crew. Those who can sit on the ground can only stand and be ready to wait for the lower ones. Another 50 yuan fishing chair, this more noble throne with a luxurious custom teacup groove, is empty because it is reserved for Comrade Wang Defa .

But Teacher Fang was like this, disapproving, and sat on the throne out of habit.

I need makeup.Is it possible that there are standing ones?

"Pfft~"

It was Song Yi who couldn't help it anymore, she said, "I think of Teacher Fang who was caught by the teacher and deserted in class... That's the real teacher of Central Opera, and he was asked to perform without a real thing for a while, but Teacher Fang just came on stage like that, acting very well. Alright, the teacher can only say nothing, hug him and send him down, and ask the teacher to give him the steps..."

Song's makeup is a bit more troublesome. She is an actress after all. She finished it first with Fang Yi, and now she is wearing a costume—a red cloth wedding dress made by herself. Eyes express emotion.

The actress is hinting at everyone, Teacher Fang's temper.

It's not that he looks down on everyone, he treats everyone equally.

Everyone suddenly realized, and noticed that Mr. Fang was already wearing a down vest by someone, reading the script, and lost in thought. Some actors have such a habit. Perhaps, insisting on sitting on a fishing chair is also a kind of The eccentricity of entering the play.

Song Yi took a slightly apologetic look at senior brother Wang Defa, and saw the expression of peace on his face.

Understanding, sincerity, tolerance.

So she felt relieved, and took out two thin sheets of paper. This is the script, and she looked at it seriously.

Only then did Wang Defa raise his eyebrows, and his heart seemed to be galloping like a thousand horses.

Ah, my throne, I can give it, but you can't take it!
Wang Defa felt that the younger brothers in the tent were all looking at him, wanting to say something, but his mind went blank for a while, and for the first time he felt that he was a little bit overwhelmed; finally he also noticed the script in his hand, so he did With a meaningful smile, he nodded and followed the script, his eyes showing kindness.

He's like a flag, he stands there.

Wang Defa stared at the script, and this time he really read it. After reading it again from the beginning to the end, he waited in his heart for another 2 minutes, cleared his mind, and cleared his throat:

"I'll talk briefly for 2 minutes."

Both Teacher Fang and Teacher Song raised their heads.

The immediate impact of this scene was quite strong, which made Wang Defa feel secretly refreshed, as if eating honey, he said, "Let me tell you about the play first, it is this film, what do I think, what level do I hope you can reach .”

Song and Fang continued to listen.

In response to Director Wang's background sound, I also recalled the content of the script itself.

What the script wants to reproduce is a wedding.

The year before last, it was snowing heavily in the south, and countless passengers were stranded and unable to go home. On the bus just out of the train station, the couple who had decided to go back to their hometown to get married this year were stuck on this road for five days and could not go home on time.

They simply chose to get married on the spot. Passengers made a simple red cloth wedding dress for the girl with bedding, and used the blanket of the mahjong table as a cover, and gathered some food rights for the wedding banquet. Humming "Wedding March", but will sing "Happy Birthday" song.

Thus, the couple got off the car, got on the car, knelt down, and completed the unique wedding in their life, amidst the birthday songs of everyone, on the immobile road in a foreign country, and in the car that was breathing like frost.

"... When shooting this film, we have to show our faces, make up, and wear costumes—everything is done according to normal; when the film is uploaded, whether it needs to be edited or mosaiced is not what we said Calculate."

Wang Defa seemed to be speaking to everyone, but in fact he was mainly speaking to the two teachers in the tent.

His team has quite a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of fringe films, but the two students may not be clear about it; this kind of film is too emotional, and the director is also embarrassed, so the film can't be kept; of course, it is too bad to affect the actor's personal reputation. , it is best not to go up or down, just pass the level.

Not being up or down does not mean that the performance is mediocre, but that the audience should give whatever reaction they should. The audience knows that the performance is in place, and they know that the performance is in place.

Everything is based on efficiency.

Song and Fang are the two young Tongtiandai invited by Wang Defa by accident, but the important thing is not to take a hundred heads to win the game, but to finish the game quickly and start the next one.

I don't know if these two can understand.

Song Yi must have understood that this level is just right for her, but because of her lack of experience, it may be a bit beyond her limits; she was a little nervous, repeated the lines in a low voice, imagining her own interpretation later, and glanced distractedly. Fang Yi.Because to be honest, part of her nervousness came from Fang Dashen.

After that class, Student Song completely saw the sky beyond the sky.

What if Fang Fang's great master fired all his firepower and she was directly smashed to pieces on the spot, what if she couldn't handle it.

Here Fang Yi suddenly remembered the mask badge in his mind a few days ago, he tried to call it, but there was no response, he just thought he was really thinking wildly that day.

Is that right?

Fang Yi is not a parallel importer either. He was admitted to the double first school at the time. He is well-educated and can dominate the same level without cheating.He went through the plot in his mind, imagining how the villain in his heart would act and react.

"Current level 1 [5/100]"

The badge popped up suddenly, but there was still no response, but there were more numbers.

It was zero at the time.

Fang Yi frowned slightly, and spread out the script that he had just read through a few times, with a lot of experience.

(End of this chapter)