Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 55 055 "The Self-cultivation of Actors" (please collect and vote for further reading)
  "I have acted before. I was a dancer in the Yanjing Communications Corps Art Troupe and also acted in plays." Zhu Lin said truthfully.

Fang Minghua nodded after hearing this: "Do you know what is the biggest difference between acting in a play and acting in a movie?"

Zhu Lin was stunned.

"Xiao Fang, I'm sorry, I don't know. I just started filming my first movie last year and I don't understand a lot of things." Zhu Lin replied, "Then tell me about it?"

"I know a little bit, don't blame me if I'm wrong." Fang Minghua was modest and continued:
  "There are many differences between acting in a movie and acting in a play, but I read in a book that in terms of performance form, the former is "release" and the latter is "receive". On the stage, you act as you want. There are no close-ups or various opportunities. Therefore, the audience can only watch the performance in one place. In order for the distant audience to see clearly, the actors on the stage need to increase their volume, use more exaggerated expressions, and use larger body movements."

"In film and television performances, you don't need to speak in such a loud voice, and the gap in intonation doesn't need to be so big! Including expressions and body movements, you need to pay attention to delicacy. Specifically for the role of Cao Guiying, this is even more important." Fang Minghua said softly.

"She is dull and has no expressive expression on her face. Due to illness, her body movements are not too large. Please pay attention to this."

This is what Fang Minghua is a little worried about.

The king of the daughter country in Zhu Lin's classic "Journey to the West" is full of charm with every frown, smile and look back. There is also a sense of drama in the detailed steps. It was good in "Journey to the West", but it became a disaster in this movie.

In fact, not only Zhu Lin, but also many movies starring actors in the 1980s, whether in terms of tone or action, from the perspective of later generations, they all have the feel of dramas and stage plays.

Fang Minghua didn't want the show to be filmed like this, it would be too contrived.

Zhu Lin listened and pondered for a while, nodded gratefully and said, "Xiao Fang, what you said is really good. I was very inspired after listening to it. Don't tell me this is the first time I heard what you said."

Now it was Fang Minghua's turn to be surprised: "No way? Sister Zhu Lin, I heard Director Wu say, didn't you just graduate from Yanjing Film Academy? The teacher didn't talk about this?"

"I only attended the amateur performance training class at Yandian for four months, and learned relatively little." Zhu Lin said softly.

It turned out to be the case.

"It doesn't matter, you will definitely become a good actor, just start playing Cao Guiying!" Fang Minghua encouraged.

"Thank you. Oops, I delayed your meal and the meal got cold." Zhu Lin said suddenly.

When Fang Minghua saw it, he was indeed cold.

"Hurry up and eat. Thank you very much. I'll ask you for advice when I have time."

"Don't tell me I'm only half-full, you'd better ask Director Wu, he's an expert."

"Director Wu is good, but he is a bit strict and not as approachable as you." Zhu Lin said and left with a smile.

Is this complimenting me or hurting me?

Fang Minghua smiled.

Zhu Lin's pinnacle work was King of the Kingdom of Women, and his subsequent performances did not seem to have much breakthrough. Fang Minghua hoped that this beautiful woman would be remembered not only for her appearance.

After dinner, the actors began to put on makeup. When Fang Minghua saw Zhu Lin again, his face was wrinkled and sallow, with a green scarf on his head. He looked exactly like a village woman, with the temperament and appearance of his daughter, a king. Nothing left.

"Xiao Fang, how are you? Does he look like Cao Guiying in your mind?" Zhu Lin's tone was a little playful.

picture! very alike! "Fang Minghua praised.

I originally wanted to add that your disfigured appearance is a bit unfair to your natural beauty, but I swallowed my words.

Don't be ridiculous, she is a lesbian, and I heard she is already married.

"Xiao Fang, are you going to the shooting scene?" Zhu Lin asked again.

"If I don't go, can Director Wu let me go?" Fang Minghua was helpless.

Fortunately, I am not Wu Tianmin's subordinate, otherwise I would be a little overwhelmed by his desperate drive.

"It's just a good time that you're here. I have a scene today. Can you see how my filming went?"

"I think the photo must be good." At this time, Li Baotian came out in makeup, with an unshaven beard and a dog-skin felt hat. It was like a horse with iron.

Compared to Zhu Lin, Li Baotian and Fang Minghua don't have to worry, they are all seasoned actors, although they are still a little green now.

The actors put on makeup, and the others packed up their things, loaded the camera equipment onto the donkey cart, and rushed to the filming location. Fang Minghua naturally had to follow.

"Into the Smoke" opens in winter. The snow all over the sky sets the mood for the entire movie, which is gloomy and cold.

The original movie had a set of long shots, which were shot very well. Fang Minghua also wanted to see Wu Tianmin's capabilities.

not bad.

Fang Minghua discovered that Wu Tianming liked the use of long lenses. It seems that this was also the case in the filming of "Life"?

And Li Baotian, he is indeed made for acting. During the filming, he perfectly conveyed Ma Youtie's dull look with every gesture.

Today there are still shots of Zhu Lin filming, and Fang Minghua is standing by and watching carefully.

In the falling snow, Cao Guiying, played by Zhu Lin, fed the donkey in the yard.

She was lame and looked very dull with her head lowered slightly, but when she looked at the donkey, her eyes showed a trace of kindness, as if she were looking at her relatives.

not bad.
  Fang Minghua secretly praised it in his heart.

"Stop!" At this time, director Wu Tianmin moved away from the camera, called for a stop, and said to Zhu Lin with a smile: "Xiao Zhu, this shot is good, you have to hold it back, make a fuss about the subtle expressions, just keep it like this state, keep up the good work!”

Zhu Lin pursed his lips and smiled, looked at Fang Minghua who was standing on the side and stamped his feet and said: "Director Wu, Xiao Fang and I chatted for a while while eating today. He told me a lot of acting techniques, and I felt that I benefited a lot. "

"Xiao Fang, do you also know about performing arts?" Wu Tianmin turned his head and looked at Fang Minghua, a little surprised.

"Don't listen to what Sister Zhu Lin said. I just watched the famous Russian drama performance theorist Stanislavsky's "Actor's Self-cultivation" when I was free. I am now learning and selling it. What kind of performance can I do?" Fang Minghua explained.

"As expected, everyone in your magazine said you read a lot of books." Wu Tianmin praised.

In this sentence, Fang Minghua is not humble. Will he read less books in the next two lifetimes?
  Fang Minghua has actually read the book "The Actor's Self-cultivation". Naturally, he was interested in this book after watching "The King of Drama" performed by Xing Ye before time travel, so he bought a copy to read it.

Of course, what I told Zhu Lin was still relevant.

There were not many winter scenes in the script of "Into the Dust," so the filming ended in less than half a month. Fang Minghua followed Wu Tianmin and others back to Xijing, Li Baotian returned to Yanjing, and Zhu Lin returned to Rongcheng to report to his unit.

Everyone bid farewell to each other in downtown Wuwei, and will continue filming the spring part of the script when spring flowers bloom next year.

Zhu Lin was leaving a day early. Before leaving, he said goodbye to everyone and specially asked Fang Minghua: "Xiao Fang, we will see you next spring."

next year?

Fang Minghua really didn't want to come.

Of course, Fang Minghua couldn't say that in front of everyone.

After staying in Gan Province for nearly twenty days, Fang Minghua finally rushed back to Xijing on New Year's Eve.

Fang Minghua felt emotional when he went home to report to his parents that he was safe, ate the fried noodles made by his mother, drank fragrant tea, and gathered around the big stove.

Home is better.

This winter, I don’t want to go anywhere, so I just stay at home or in the dormitory at work.

Hiding in a small building to unite

Never mind spring, summer, autumn and winter

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