The Wind of China Entertainment 2005

Chapter 223 Experience
After confirming that the old woman and her son were safe, he called his parents and Lu Yuan flew back to the Magic City again that night.

Next, the crew has a highlight waiting for him.

It can also be said to be the most sympathetic scene for Beckham in the entire drama.

Betrayal, a naked betrayal from Haizao, and he caught him red-handed.

On the Spring Festival night when the fireworks were brilliant, Xiaobei once called Haizao.

Song Siming picked it up and said calmly in the calm tone of a mature man that she was in the hotel and taking a shower.

Then, as if he hadn't said anything, he gave the phone to Haizao.

Xiaobei asked Haizao, where are you.

Seaweed replied, in our house.

Xiaobei said, Haiwei, I miss you, I love you.

Fireworks bloomed behind Xiaobei, but he didn't see a single gleam of light or color. He only felt his whole heart aching and numb, and was suddenly shaken to pieces.

He avoids, yes, numbs himself, pretends to know nothing, and is unwilling to face the truth.

However, the truth was opened, like a flood that broke a dam, rolling in and sweeping him over.

Everything around him smells like Seaweed's affair.

He tried to hypnotize himself, thinking that this was just an accident, the seaweed still belonged to him, and they were each other's life.

However, on that rainy night with lightning and thunder, Haizao came out of the villa with a blush that had not yet dissipated on his face, and got into Song Siming's car again.

Standing at the front of the car outside the window where the rain was pouring was Xiaobei, who stood as tall as a stone without an umbrella.

His heart was broken and bleeding, and the world was empty and there was no sound anymore.

"The audience is quiet."

"Action!"

This was a night show, but unfortunately the weather was not good and the forecast was not accurate at all. Teng Huatao finally decided to use artificial rainfall.

The staff held the rain sprayer and connected a super thick water pipe to the back. When the large water pipe was swung left and right, it started pouring down rain.

The dark night is crying, and the cold icy rain slaps randomly on the face.

Lu Yuan was still wearing the green sweatshirt without an umbrella. He stood there helplessly without any expression.

"Push forward, close-up." Teng Huatao waved.

The photography of this scene was done by Cao Dun himself. He was wearing a raincoat and slowly pushed the camera towards him.

The corners of Lu Yuan's mouth trembled twice, and his cheeks became paler due to the rain.

His eyes were red, his eyelids were slightly lowered, and his eyes instantly lost their former brightness and became dim and lifeless.

Amid the wind and rain, a sense of fragmentation arose spontaneously.

Cao Dun looked at him in the camera, his heart tightening inexplicably.

Damn, when a handsome guy is sad, he feels different from ordinary people. It’s unreasonable.
In the car, Seaweed Tea yelled angrily: "Xiao Bei."

Lu Yuan turned around without any hesitation. The moment he turned around, he fell to the ground with a thud.

He looked at the two people in the car with an extremely shameful attitude.

This diving action was beyond Teng Huatao's expectations. He held his chin behind the monitor and froze for several seconds.

This scene didn't happen when the two of them joined forces before filming, so they improvised on the spot and it was the finishing touch!
I had long heard that Lu Yuan was on the set filming, and he liked to improvise more and more in the later stages, and it was true.

He rubbed his hands with some excitement, looking forward to how he would deal with Beckham's hysterical outburst.

When the camera turned, Lu Yuan was running wildly in the rain, and unknowingly came to the place where he met Haiwei for the first time.

It was still raining, but the people were different, and the seaweed was no longer the seaweed in his mind.

He stared blankly ahead, recalling every bit of the past between the two of them, and wanted to yell, but for some reason, he couldn't open his mouth.He knew that according to the character design in the biography, he should yell at this time.

In the desperate and dark rainy night, I roared like a wounded animal, my heart was breaking, and my tears couldn't stop flowing.
Just as the fall just now was a subconscious behavior, his subconscious told him that you needed to fall, so he fell down naturally.

Now his subconscious was telling him again that simply ranting was wrong.

He was stuck there, he didn't know how to proceed.

Cao Dun's camera kept chasing him, and Teng Huatao stared at the monitor in silence.

Lu Yuan stood up and shivered. His face was pale under the street lamp. He lowered his head and muttered: "That's not right. You shouldn't act like this. I didn't notice anything."

Wu Lang held an umbrella and was about to rush in, but was grabbed by Teng Huatao.

He frowned dissatisfied and said: "Don't bother me, let him figure it out by himself. This scene is very important to him and to the whole play."

Wu Lang and Lu Yuan had probably understood the current situation over the years and nodded helplessly.

The set was very quiet, and the crew members deliberately avoided the lingering figure.

Zhang Jiayi walked to Hao Ping and sat down next to him, and sighed: "Are the people born in the [-]s so powerful now? When he fell just now, I felt like there was an electric shock in the car."

The two of them grew up and had the same acting teacher.

Hao Ping patted him on the shoulder and said with an inscrutable expression: "Children, there are often children born in the [-]s, but there is only one Lu Yuan."

Zhang Jiayi curled his lips. He was first called Zhang Xiaotong, and later changed his name to Jiayi.

Seeing him like this, Hao Ping smiled and said: "You two are the biggest point of conflict in this drama. You are quite old, so don't lose to other young men."

"Do you think the fall he just made was planned, or..."

"What do you think?"

The two of them looked at the figure in the field and sighed together: "Monster!"

After about half an hour, the shooting continued, but Lu Yuan got stuck again, still in the same place.

Teng Huatao didn't have any dissatisfaction with this and repeated it over and over again to accompany him through it.

At two o'clock in the night, Lu Yuan stopped filming, walked to the monitor, adjusted the playback, and discussed: "Director, I need two days."

He knew that there was something wrong with his state, and mechanical repeated shooting could not solve it. He needed to find the root cause, and he roughly found the direction.

Teng Huatao looked at Ma Ke, who nodded happily.

"Go ahead and go wherever you want."

"puff."

Lu Yuan blew his nose and caught a cold because of the artificial rain last night.

His face was pale, he was wrapped in a down jacket and a linen hat, walking alone on the streets of Shanghai.

His eyes searched the crowd, looking for a handsome man with a touch of green on his body.

During the filming last night, he realized what was wrong with him, his lack of experience.

For actors, the basis of performance comes from life. Almost everyone who studies acting will be taught to learn to observe life.

The process of acting is the process of capturing reality, which requires constant review.

When actors become another person who has nothing to do with themselves during the performance, the experience of observing life will be of great benefit to them.

Beckham's reaction after being cheated on was his understanding based on books, movies and TV series, and it was his fantasy.

These are wrong, he needs to refer to it, he needs to go, well, this is not something he will experience.

Still sent according to the method.

Walking slowly down the street here, he stopped in front of a bar.

PS: This chapter makes up for yesterday’s post, good night~
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