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Chapter 189 The Ugliest Liu Xixi in the Family
"Okay, let the assistant press it for you later."

After pressing Liu Yifei for a while, Ding Xiu let go of the hotel delivery man.

In the film crew, as long as there are some well-known artists, they seldom eat box lunches, and they all order from hotels or restaurants.

A film worth hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars, who would treat himself badly.

Stretching his neck, Liu Yifei said: "But my assistant doesn't know how to massage, what should I do if I'm paralyzed? Lying on the bed every day, I will become a big fat man in a short time, and then I will be the ugliest in the whole family .”

Ding Xiu nodded seriously: "You are the ugliest in the whole family even if you are not paralyzed."

The little girl is not as good-looking as her mother, she is too young and lacks charm.

I accidentally saw Liu Yifei's family photo before, and my aunt is also quite beautiful.

The black and white photos of grandma when she was young are also beautiful.

It is not an exaggeration to say that she is the ugliest in the whole family.

"Break off friendship!" Liu Yifei said angrily, "I will no longer be your master, and you will not be my apprentice either."

Ding Xiu put the food in front of her: "Yes, yes, eat it while it's hot, and let your assistant come to me later, and I'll teach her how to massage the cervical spine."

Liu Yifei's assistant is an aunt in her thirties who is usually responsible for taking care of her food and daily life, and also works part-time as Liu Xiaoli's eyeliner.

These days, Ding Xiu didn't know how many phone calls he received from Liu Xiaoli in the middle of the night.

Afraid that Liu Yifei would be caught in the middle and it would be difficult to do, he never said so.

Ding Xiu shared part of the meal with Zhao Liying who was busy: "Running around makes my eyes dazzle, so sit down and eat."

"Oh well."

In response, Zhao Liying found a corner with a meal and sat down. The car was full of big stars, and she couldn't get into any topics. With her around, people couldn't let go of chatting, so she simply went to eat outside the caravan.

Sure enough, this time, the inside became more lively.

In the afternoon, the crew went up to the mountain to film, another day of martial arts.

"Mr. Wang, you can't kick like this."

"Your muscles are a bit stiff."

"Such a simple action can't do it."

"How did I do it? Isn't it just as long as you have hands?"

Ding Xiu is usually "taught" by Wang Luoyong a lot, and when the two of them play against each other, there will be scenes like students in class, but Ding Xiu can't say anything.

Literary and opera are his weaknesses, and what Wang Luoyong pointed out is correct.

It's true, but it doesn't sound good.

Until today, Ding Xiu finally got back on the stage, Wang Luoyong's martial arts skills were not as good as his, but he only showed a few hands, Lao Wang almost felt ashamed.

"Is this simple?" Wang Luoyong was hit while watching Ding Xiu flip two and a half times on his side.

He was not ashamed to say that he had practiced Peking Opera when he was a child, and he was a martial arts student, so he had a good foundation in martial arts.

But compared with Ding Xiu, the gap is too big.

He really wanted to comfort himself with the strength of the young man, but the fact is that he couldn't be as relaxed as Ding Xiu when he was young.

"Isn't it simple? It's all basic movements." Ding Xiu lifted a sword, turned around and performed a dazzling sword dance: "Mr. Wang, if you are interested, let's have a good exchange sometime when we have time."

On the surface it looks like revenge, but in fact Ding Xiu is mostly teasing.

Although Lao Wang is a bit old-fashioned and likes to preach, he is easy to be possessed by Confucius when he sees young people, but generally speaking, Ding Xiu doesn't hate him.

Because he is qualified to preach, Ding Xiu feels that his understanding of the characters is richer every time he gives advice.

Even before he met Wang Luoyong, he just took acting as a business to make money, never thought that there was such a deep art in it.

He even dared not even think about the stories of acting in a drama for a lifetime.

"Okay." Wang Luoyong said with a smile: "I just happened to be researching the topic of the role of martial arts movements in film and television dramas recently. I heard from Zhao Jian that you are an expert in this field, so I just asked you for advice."

Ding Xiu clasped his hands: "I don't dare to ask for advice, I'm sure I can tell you everything, but I'm just a martial artist, so I'm afraid I may not be able to do what you want."

"I know you don't have much culture, so leave the learning to me, and you will be responsible for explaining martial arts to me."

Ding Xiu: "..."

Although it is true that he is uneducated, it is necessary to say it.

In fact, many artists have no culture, and he is not alone.

Including those major students, it is the same in Lao Wang's eyes. On the surface, it looks like three years of college and one year of internship, but in fact, few people in major acting academies can complete three years of courses.

Most of them are sophomores and juniors who go out to pick up dramas, and some even go out as freshmen, and come back every semester to take a test.

In this case, most of the students in the subject class are high school students with an education level. After a few years of university, they have almost forgotten their high school knowledge, so they are not educated.

There are also artists who become monks halfway, and many of them only have a junior high school education.

So in this circle, Ding Xiu has nothing to feel inferior to, not to mention the eldest brother, everyone is similar.

Wang Luoyong added: "Don't worry, I won't take your credit. After the research results are published, your name will definitely be added to the author's signature column."

"That's so embarrassing." Ding Xiu chuckled.

"What's there to be embarrassed about, don't bother me, I think, you young people should really read more books, don't look at money, look at you, when you ask about acting knowledge, you don't know anything about it .”

"Really, I think it's a miracle that you've made it this far, but if you want to go further in the future, you won't be able to improve your acting ability. You can't beat the actor by fighting."

"If you have time, you can come to the theater and listen to lectures. It's only good for you and not bad..."

Wang Luoyong is actually not as preachy as Ding Xiu thought, but he saw that Ding Xiu was young, about the same as his students, smart and capable, and talented in acting. The only shortcoming was that he didn't work hard enough, which was a bit of a waste of talent. He felt it was a pity , so I would like to say a few more words.

In the actor's business, what you fight to the end is life experience and cultural accumulation.

Why is it not easy for martial arts actors to win awards, because they spend all their time practicing Kung Fu and rarely study acting.

Taking Cheng Long and Liang Chaowei as an example, it is estimated that ten Liang Chaowei can't beat Cheng Long.

But when it comes to acting skills, even ten Cheng Longs can't beat Liang Chaowei.

In major film festivals, the judges judge for acting skills, so what's the use of your kung fu.

Even better than Li Lianjie is now beginning to transform. Watching his movies, you can see that there are fewer and fewer martial arts, and more and more literary and emotional dramas. This is the performance of hard work.

Here it comes again, Ding Xiu's scalp is numb, and he hastily cupped his hands: "Mr. Wang, I've been taught. If I have time, I will definitely go to your play for a while. By the way, I don't understand the script, can I ask you for advice."

"Where do you not understand?"

"In this line, Yang Guo's feelings for his Aunt Guo always feel a bit too blunt. Although he is killing his father and enemy, but at the same time he has the kindness of nurturing him, so he shouldn't be so ungrateful."

"Isn't that right? Yang Guo is a person with clear grievances and grievances. He doesn't have to worry about it. It's enough for you to hesitate a little while performing. Don't overdo it. You can change the lines according to your own feelings and find the best angle. How about that?" How do you feel comfortable?"

Ding Xiu was surprised: "It's not good to change the lines randomly."

After five years in the industry, he seldom used his lines, and he read how ordinary screenwriters write.

He has a specialization in art, he is not a screenwriter, and his control over the script is definitely not as good as others, so he usually doesn't get involved in the lines of the script.

Except for Xu Haofeng's lost martial arts, I was too involved in the drama at the time, and I couldn't help but move a few plots under the influence of emotions.

Wang Luoyong sighed and shook his head: "The lyrics written by the screenwriter are [-]% in line with the characters, must it be right?"

"If you always act according to the script and don't have your own ideas, then you will be a second-rate actor all your life."

"Actor's acting is a secondary creation. Characters are created on the basis of the existing script framework. Remember, it is to shape the characters, not to get close to the characters. If you just get close, you will never be able to perform the characters to the extreme."

"For example, playing a migrant worker, no matter how much you go to the construction site to experience life, you can't really act out a migrant worker, the most is [-]%, [-]%."

"After all, you are not a real migrant worker. Working on the construction site is one aspect. You cannot experience their family life and life experience."

"So we have to create characters, use our own knowledge and query information, construct an image of migrant workers in our minds, and then put ourselves into it, really listen, see, and feel..."

"Screenwriters are not omnipotent, not to mention the Shendiao crew, but many top screenwriters may not be right. For example, Liu Zhengyun wrote an article called Wen Gu [-]. It talks about hunger. The characters are too hungry to die. It’s also full of energy, it looks like it’s written when you’re full, and you’re never hungry.”

"Of course, if you want to change the script, you first have to convince the screenwriter. If you convince people with reason, they will only admire you and not complain about you..."

Wang Luoyong said a lot, and Ding Xiu only said one sentence, he acted according to the script, and he was a second-rate actor all his life.

So, before work was over that day, Ding Xiu took the script to the screenwriter.

The screenwriter said it was time to call it a day, and let him talk about it tomorrow. Ding Xiu thought of what Wang Luoyong said about convincing people with reason, so he pushed the screenwriter down on the seat with one hand and asked him to read the script.

Sure enough, the screenwriter's temper suddenly changed, saying that his suggestion was very good, and he must consider it carefully.

The next day, Yu Min caught Ding Xiu and spouted it.

"Ding Xiu, what did you do? The screenwriter said you were going to beat him."

"Director Yu, don't talk nonsense, when did I hit him?"

"He said you pressed his head on the table yesterday and forced him to change the script."

"Misunderstanding, all misunderstandings, the script is wrong, I have my own ideas, chatting with him, I swear, I didn't hit him, we had a good chat at that time."

"Happy fart, a tall man who is [-] meters, found me yesterday and cried so much that he couldn't stay anymore when he said you were bullying others."

"I really don't have..."

Anyway, Ding Xiu finally explained clearly, and by the way told Yu Min about the script, Yu Min began to say that he was very busy, but after Ding Xiu sat down on a chair with his shoulders pressed down, he stopped busy.

After a few minutes, the script was changed.

……

In June, the crew left Xiangshan Film and Television City and came to Jiuzhaigou for filming.

Compared with Xiangshan Film and Television City, the scenery here is more than a little bit more beautiful. Everyone enters the venue every day to take pictures with their cameras.

"Look here and have a smile."

"eggplant!"

On this day, Liu Yifei was wearing a white light gown, with long, straight black hair like a waterfall hanging down his back, down to his calves.

Ding Xiu was also in an ancient costume with long hair. The two were leaning shoulder to shoulder, each holding a sword and posing.

Behind them was a huge waterfall falling from the sky, flying down with a deafening sound.

"Let me see how it goes." After Zhao Liying pressed the shutter, Liu Yifei hurried over to see the effect of the photo.

"It's not bad, the light is pretty good, later, do you want to take some more pictures?"

Hearing this address, the corners of Ding Xiu's mouth twitched. At some point, Liu Yifei changed his nickname again, and he also called him that in private, saying that calling his cousin was too much drama, and it was easy to get into the drama after calling him.

He also asked Ding Xiu to call her aunt, or master, Long Er.

Ding Xiu almost slapped her on the back of the head.

"It's almost done. You've filmed Jiuzhaigou all over the place. Let yourself have some regrets. You'll be filming soon."

Every day he was dragged around to check in and take pictures, and Ding Xiu's legs were numb.

"Okay." Liu Yifei sighed regretfully, she felt that some places were quite beautiful, and she could take pictures again.

But Ding Xiu can't help her if he doesn't cooperate.

After a while, the staff tied Liu Yifei to the wire. This scene is the little dragon girl fighting Li Mochou, and the two sides are flying back and forth in the middle of the waterfall to fight.

The waterfall looks turbulent, but it is actually not dangerous.

Because people don't fall into the water, they hang the wire to fight in the air, just swing around, and the cliff not far away can be seen in the air, which is a bit scary.

But these are not a problem for Liu Yifei, when she was filming Legend of Sword and Fairy, she had filmed a lot of wia scenes.

This film has been filmed for a month, and she has long been used to Wia since there are a lot of martial arts scenes.

Don't say it's just a few big swings, even holding the rein with one hand, riding a horse like a gallop without fear.

"Actors prepare."

"All departments are ready."

"Irrelevant personnel leave the venue."

Wearing a Taoist robe, Meng Guangmei, who played the role of Li Mochou, stood on the bank, her calves trembling, and she kept taking deep breaths.

Liu Yifei comforted her: "It's okay, Sister Meng, it's gone as soon as you open and close your eyes. The crew's wire is very strong, there is no problem at all, you see, I am not afraid."

"Xixi, my sister can't compare with you. You young people are so courageous. I almost jumped out of the cliff when I saw it."

"Sister Meng, you have to trust the professionalism of the crew."

After being trained in this drama, Liu Yifei is very courageous now. It is said that she has always been courageous, and she liked to play roller coaster games since she was a child.

"Liu Yifei is back, don't talk anymore."

"Are you ready?"

"Show off the board."

As the staff slammed Ravia, the two women were hung in the air, swinging around like a big pendulum, and each swing was an aerial fight.

Fuchen collided with the long sword, making a clanging sound.

The reason why many people hate wire scenes is that the filming is slow. Every time a wire is pulled, several shots are taken. A scene needs to be filmed all morning, which makes people exhausted and the actors hanging on the wire are exhausted.

Liu Yifei patted for more than an hour, with red marks on his waist early on, and insisted on patting with stiff hands and feet.

After all, he was still young and lacked physical strength. When he was shooting a set of flying movements, he should have stepped on the rocks in the water to get up and jump up again, but his feet slipped and he fell into the water with a plop.

Not far from her was the cliff below the waterfall.

Visible to the naked eye, Wia is like a fishing line, pulled by the baited fish and running to the edge of the cliff.

(End of this chapter)