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Chapter 68 The humble and motivated brother Chaoyang (88, first order)

Ye Fuming's expression was slightly dull, and he stayed for a second or two before nodding, then rubbing his knees and shaking his head.

Is it to express your approval of your son?
Or is it just that you heard what your son said?
These small movements and micro-expressions made Yang Yi, and those who knew and acted in the theater, mesmerized by watching.

so amazing!

"Actually, what dad meant was..."

He opened his mouth, but quickly dragged his voice again.

What he meant, or what he wanted to tell his son, I had not thought clearly about it before.

"If you followed my sister, I would like to ask if you saw anyone suspicious, so that we can tell the police uncle, so that we can arrest the murderer as soon as possible."

Yes, it was this kind of thinking that made what he said seem so incoherent and feeble, and in the end he laughed at himself self-deprecatingly.

The chaotic word order and the sluggish voice, these are all scripts that have been designed. Ye Fuming is very professional and did not change the script given by Yang Yi without authorization. He even recited the lines verbatim.

What's even more rare is that he performed the state contained in his lines that he wanted to forcefully come back and worried that his son would misunderstand.

It gives the impression that this is the hesitation and confusion of a hesitant father testing his son.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Song Shaoqin didn't answer at all, his tone revealed the feeling of Zhu Chaoyang's heart tired at this time, deep tiredness.

He was tired of such intrigues, especially with his father, whom he had always admired. He was tired and uncomfortable, and at the same time he had to use impatience to cover up his inner worries.

"No, no, just, just."

Ye Fuming shook his head, wanting to deny it, but he couldn't find an excuse to prevaricate. He lowered his head involuntarily, speechless to his son.

At this moment, the low-angle shot from above comes into play again.

"Oh, where is your Aunt Wang Yao?"

Ye Fuming raised his head again as if thinking of something.

Here itself is the second wave of offensive, and the "attack power" of the upward shot still needs to be presented again.

But after Zhu Yongping said this sentence, his eyes met with his son's.

"She said that when you look at you, your eyes always avoid her, and sometimes you run away."

When he said this, Zhu Chaoyang looked directly at his father. Zhu Yongping also saw the inconsistency with what he said from his son's "firm" eyes, and even saw from his son's eyes, To his anger at his father.

Zhu Yongping's "aggressiveness" began to crumble.

"I just thought she was suspicious, you know that, right?"

Zhu Yongping refuted what he just said, and then asked sincerely.

"She, Yangyang, can you tell Dad why?"

The sentence he asked was still the one he wanted to ask, but the tone he used was much more cordial, and he called out "Yangyang" like he did at the beginning.

This is a layer of relationship that he must examine carefully and cannot ignore.

Now that my daughter is gone, will my son still be forced to leave?
"Dad, I didn't run, and I didn't avoid his eyes. She hit me, should I let him hit me?"

Zhu Chaoyang stared into his father's eyes, and asked back in a rhetorical tone.

Song Shaoqin did not touch the spoon on the table again, because Yang Yi told him before the shooting that drinking sugar water meant letting down his guard. If he did not drink sugar water, he would be making up lies, and he would have no time or intention to eat it.

The metaphor of sugar water not only applies to Zhu Chaoyang, but also to Zhu Yongping!
Zhu Yongping did not drink sugar water earlier. Although the sugar water was not served, this was also the director's arrangement!

"Yes, that's what you said. I'll just say that she's nagging her all the time. Stop talking about you. When I see her, I want to run away too."

Not only did Ye Fuming not drink any sugar water, he didn't even take a puff of a cigarette. After giving the gift and leaning down, the cigarette was still lit and stuck between his fingers.

Originally, the cigarette was quite short, and I was about to burn my fingers!
"Okay! Stop!"

Fortunately, Yang Yi's long-awaited voice finally rang out, and Ye Fuming heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly dropped the cigarette butt in his hand, which was already feeling the obvious burning sensation, and stepped on it.

It's not that he lacks public morality, but now he really can't wait to find the ashtray and throw a cigarette butt!
Moreover, after he finished stepping on it, he had to ask the field manager to help sweep it away, otherwise there might be goofy shots in the subsequent shooting.

"The acting is so good, both of you are in great condition, I can't bear to stop. Come on! Let's applaud Mr. Ye Fuming and our promising young actor Song Shaoqin together!"

Yang Yi took the speaker and walked out from behind the monitor.

Under his appeal, all the actors and staff members applauded vigorously.

This applause came from the heart, because not only Yang Yi, who was sitting behind the monitor, saw it, but others also saw their wonderful performance.

The drama between two actors, one big and one small, is really rare!

Not only Ye Fuming's performance was vivid, but every bit of a father's entanglement, pressure, and self-doubt were expressed with expressions and eyes. The same was true for Song Shaoqin. He was inspired by Ye Fuming's acting skills to bring out the best in himself. At the same time, he also Deeply involved in the play, what he felt at that time was Zhu Chaoyang's mood, and what he thought about was Zhu Chaoyang's little calculation.

Yang Yi was reluctant to yell to stop, and after yelling to stop, Song Shaoqin couldn't recover from that state for a long time, until everyone applauded, Ye Fuming led him to stand up to respond to everyone's applause, and patted him on the shoulder with a big hand to show Only when he praised and encouraged him did Song Shaoqin come back to his senses and scratched his head shyly.

"The performance just now was very good, we can pass it, but we have to change the camera position and shoot again."

Yang Yi said with a smile.

His smile looked a little bit bad, and he was still waiting for their moans in his heart!But the moaning sound came from the staff on the sidelines. Ye Fuming didn't say a word, and returned to his seat normally. Song Shaoqin also sat back, even looking forward to it.

"Uncle director, do you want to shoot my scenes again?"

The little boy asked quietly before Yang Yi turned around.

"You want to do it again?"

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and couldn't believe his ears.

This kid has been photographed for a long time, why do you still want to photograph him?
"When I was filming just now, I didn't feel as good as I do now."

Song Shaoqin mustered up his courage and raised his head to look at Yang Yi.

The 13-year-old boy's eyes are dark and shiny, like two clear glass balls, reflecting the shining light under the lights on the sidelines.

This is not the eye light deliberately created in movies and TV dramas, but it has the same meaning.

"Okay, let me take another photo for you."

Yang Yi thought for a while, and quickly nodded in agreement.

He asked Ye Fuming and Song Shaoqin to adjust and adjust themselves to get back to the initial state, then turned around and called the camera crew, asking them to bring up the spare second set of camera equipment.

Of course, it is not considered a spare. This second set of photography equipment will also be used in some scenes that require dual-camera shooting.

But now Song Shaoqin also requested it, and Yang Yi gave them double-camera seats.

One camera shoots Song Shaoqin, and the other shoots Ye Fuming. This time he doesn't have to let them perform the entire scene coherently, or most of the scenes, but strictly follows his original storyboard, calling out where he should stop. Stop, change the camera position and continue shooting.

However, for Ye Fuming and Song Shaoqin, they have found the best state for acting in this scene, and they can quickly perform the previous performance when they act again.

Song Shaoqin is still young, and his condition has some ups and downs. This is normal. However, Ye Fuming completely reproduced his previous performance. He was not ambiguous at all where the red eyes should be, and his emotions were relaxed and easy. He even used actors who used teacher Zhang Songwen. Yang Yi, who had experienced the card, felt ashamed.

After filming tonight's night scene at ten o'clock, it was a bit "delayed", but today the crew started work around three o'clock in the afternoon, and everyone's workload is not heavy, so after work is over, whether it is the actors or the staff of the crew They were all talking and laughing, and felt very relaxed.

"father!"

After Ye Fuming finished filming, he still communicated with Song Shaoqin.The little boy seemed to meet an open-minded student of a famous teacher, and sincerely asked him some questions about acting. Ye Fuming also chatted with him patiently, without even noticing that his daughter had arrived in front of him.

Until Ye Yujia called him crisply.

"How is it? I see that you have been staying with the director's team just now. Do you have any experience?"

Ye Fuming smiled and patted his daughter's little head.

"I'm also working as a director for you! Your acting is under my supervision!"

The little girl waved her little arms proudly and said very naughtily.

"You still work as a director? Do you understand how Uncle Xiao Yi did it?"

Ye Fuming knew that the girl was bragging again, so he asked back angrily and amusingly.

"Uncle Xiaoyi told me about pros and cons, and filming. Anyway, I think Brother Chaoyang did a great job!"

Ye Yujia was gesticulating with her small hands, but she didn't know what she was gesticulating.

Song Shaoqin didn't expect that he would be praised by his younger sister, and there was almost no transition, so the topic suddenly jumped to him.

"what?"

The little boy was caught off guard. He raised his hand to touch his nose, then put it down again.

"Your brother Chaoyang is good at acting, but your father and I are not good at acting?"

Ye Fuming smiled with some taste.

This is really not an act.

"You're doing a pretty good job! You're still a little behind me."

Ye Yujia blinked her eyes and smiled slyly at her father.

She didn't think so when she was in front of the monitor before—seeing everyone applauding, she puffed out her small chest and thought proudly, "My dad is the best!"
"I don't know modesty at all! Look at your brother Song, how humble and studious he is? Only humility can make people progress!"

Ye Fuming criticized the girl.

"It's not Brother Xiao Song, it's Brother Chaoyang!"

Ye Yujia thinks the name Zhu Chaoyang sounds much better than Song Shaoqin.

"The name Zhu Chaoyang belongs to a character in the play, you have to distinguish between the inside and the outside of the play."

Ye Fuming tried to correct it.

"You can call it whatever you want, as long as my sister likes it."

Song Shaoqin quickly expressed his stance.

(End of this chapter)