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Chapter 725 Perfection
Whose youth is not lost?
Who's interview went well?
Whose love is not tortuous?
Yang Aiyan slowly stood up with regrets for Yang Aizhao in the future.

However, the oldest Bao Dexi spoke, and he waved his hand at Yang Aiyan: "Here you are, what's the rush, let's see."

Zhou Shen shrugged his shoulders. He is a relatively standard academic. As an examiner this time, he belongs to the stricter kind—in fact, some applicants have stronger qualifications than him. Official strictness is the best way.

Yang Aiyan wiped the sweat from his brow and sat back down again.

"This shows that there are two photographs. You formed a team at the school to shoot?" Zhou Shen continued to ask, while Inarido and Bao Dexi returned to silence.

"No, I took them all by myself. I took advantage of the vacation time, and one of them was cut just recently..." Yang Aiyan exhaled, and added, "It may be rough."

Zhou Shen was a little surprised, nodded and praised: "That's not bad."

Single-person shooting is a relatively energy-intensive and passionate thing. It seems that the aforementioned favorite director and movie are not polite words.

"Your choreography is really a bit advanced." Zhou Shen explained his previous practice, and then continued without waiting for Yang Aiyan's answer, "Then let's take a look at your work."

Yang Aiyan had no right to speak and nodded.

Zhou Shen used the mouse to operate on the notes in front of him.

Yang Aiyan's previously copied work was slowly played on the projector.

All three examiners looked up.

The lighting in the meeting room was slightly dim, and the playback was fine.

Sitting in the seat, Yang Aiyan’s palms were sweating. This was much more stressful than asking the theater teacher to point out his work when he went to class. The coffee positions are not at the same level. There was no Oscar winner before to see what he shot. what.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.

One, two, three, four, eh, let's go.

Yang Aiyan's ancestral breathing relaxation method is more effective, and he even began to think a little bit - of course, it may also be caused by excessive tension.

The first video had already been played, and Yang Aiyan was waiting for the examiners to ask questions about the video, but the three examiners were indifferent as if they were robots, which suddenly made him half cold again.

With little pause, the second segment begins to play.

Not long after this episode was played, Zhou Shen's brows never relaxed again. This was more than rough handling, it was simply a half-finished product.

Boom, boom, just in the middle of the broadcast, there was a knock on the door of the conference room, and then a man who was both familiar and unfamiliar to Yang Aiyan walked in.

"Huh? I thought it was over here." Gan Jing smiled at the three examiners and an applicant as soon as he entered the door.

"Boss, is the next one over?" Zhou Shen got up to give up his seat and asked.

Gan Jing waved his hand at him: "I won't sit down anymore, um, I thought your side would be fine just after watching the one next door. By the way, don't forget to sign the contract later. Besides, your new script evaluates the investment Just follow up on the matter yourself, my company has just been reorganized, and it is still a bit chaotic." He spoke to Inarrito in English.

While talking here, Gan Jing glanced over the projector, saw a shot, and said in surprise: "This shot is a bit rough, but this shot is not bad."

Gan Jing turned to the center of the conference room and asked the young man, "You took this picture?"

"Well, yes." Yang Aiyan said briefly when he was nervous.

Gan Jing took two steps back, signaling Zhou Shen to move forward the progress of the previous video, and re-watch the scene.

This video is to use the camera to observe the old lady who sells vegetables at the market in the countryside. Her face is full of ravines, and her rough skin is the most authentic texture of the left-behind people in the countryside.

"It's a good shot." Gan Jing looked at the slightly shaking camera.

Zhou Shen raised his eyebrows. He didn't think there was anything surprising about this video. As the boss, A-Gump, what he said would have a different effect. In order to make the recruitment relatively strict and fair, Zhou Shen asked: "Where are the good ones?" ?”

Gan Jing glanced back at Zhou Shen, pointed to the projector: "Angle."

Zhou Shen was still a little confused.

Gan Jing turned sideways and asked the applicant whose name he didn't know: "Did you squat down when you took this shot? Because it doesn't look like a close-up, nor is it a slight look down caused by the height difference of a flat-mounted camera. The old lady She is sitting on a small horse, she is not very tall."

Zhou Shen suddenly understood, and pursed his lips.

"Yes, yes, actually, I shot this part lying on my stomach." Yang Aiyan got excited all of a sudden, and said, "T-really, I shot it lying on my stomach. At that time, I thought it was more correct to shoot like this. "

The lens is the language of the film and the attitude of the people behind it.

Looking down and looking down are also two attitudes, although subtle, but sometimes the difference is quite big.

"Which school are you from?" Gan Jing felt that this person had a strong student spirit.

"I'm in theater, I'm a choreographer." Yang Aiyan replied honestly, this time she even declared her major without waiting for inquiries.

Gan Jing burst into tears: "Are you actually a choreographer? It's interesting, why did you think of it and came here to be a director?"

"I really like it." Yang Aiyan smiled a little far-fetched, her back was completely wet with sweat.

Gan Jing nodded and smiled at the three examiners: "Go ahead and look at it. I think the minimum shot is not bad. The shooting technique can be honed, but the contact points for thinking are quite precious."

Thus, playback continues.

The video above is not played from the beginning to the end. The three examiners will stop when they see a certain section and ask Yang Aiyan to explain the idea of ​​shooting at that time. Yang Aiyan tries to answer in concise and prepared language, while Gan Jing stands aside and watches. .

The second semi-finished product is about the Chinese countryside. The main body is two people, one is an old lady who sells vegetables, and the other is an old man who goes out to work. It can barely be regarded as a documentary recording different living conditions in the countryside.

After Gan Jing commented on the camera, he didn't speak any more, but he nodded at the end of the playback: "It's not bad." Afterwards, he greeted the three examiners and walked out of the conference room.

I don't know if it was because of A-Gump, after Yang Aiyan continued to answer a dozen questions and saw the three examiners whispering to each other, he heard the announcement from Zhou Shen on the spot.

"Although it is not a major, and although the shots are rough, the highlights are not bad." Zhou Shen tilted his head, "If there is no problem with the background check, you will receive a notification of passing, of course, you should know, just now If you come in, you won’t have the opportunity to direct, you have to run with the group, is that okay?”

Yang Aiyan nodded repeatedly.

After he came out of Hundred Days Red, he was still a little dazed, but after this daze passed, he also felt that the yellowish sky was a beautiful scenery.

He eagerly took out his cell phone, found his mother's number, and dialed it.

"Mom, I can be a director now, in Hundred Days Red! In Forrest Gump's company!"

A voice came from the phone: "Son, don't you want to choreograph anymore? Okay, okay, it doesn't matter what you do, as long as it's what you like. Work hard, be down-to-earth, listen to the leader more, and admit mistakes when you make mistakes. , don’t be awkward, and learn more from others. Suffering is a blessing.”

Yang Aiyan's nose became a little sore when he listened to his mother's detailed instructions.

After hanging up the phone, he wiped his eyes. There is really sand in the air in the capital, no wonder it is so yellow!

"Eh? Aren't you Yang Aiyan? You haven't gone back yet. What's the result?" A voice came from the side.

Yang Aiyan looked back and saw that it was Zhao Ximin, the young lady at the front desk, who said in a hoarse voice, "It should be over."

Zhao Ximin was a little surprised, not only because of the result, but also because of the red eyes of the man in front of her. She took out a tissue from her bag and handed it over, congratulating: "It's amazing, I heard it's not easy."

"Well, thank you." Yang Aiyan took the tissue and thanked her.

"From now on, I'll be a colleague. See you when you come to work." Zhao Ximin waved his hands and turned to leave.

"Hey, Zhao Ximin, can I treat you to a meal?" Yang Aiyan suddenly said loudly.

Zhao Ximin turned around with a sly look in his eyes: "I don't eat with men who love to cry."

"..." Yang Aiyan was embarrassed.

"Haha, but my colleague is an exception." Zhao Ximin raised his lips.

"..."

Yang Aiyan sighed, motherfucker, you are so skinny.

　Hey, this is the third update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)