Chapter 122
Zhou Jiulin praised Xu Jingzhe's accent details: "When did you learn Mandarin with a southern touch?"
Xu Jingzhe said: "It was a period drama several years ago. I played a young man in old Shanghai."
Zhou Jiulin nodded. He knew his proud disciple very well. He learned everything quickly, and his attitude was serious.
"You should have come to make a movie earlier." Zhou Jiulin seemed a little regretful, but what he said was actually quite restrained. After all, Xu Jingzhe was already a palace-level actor in the circle of TV dramas, with a high position in his prime, if he wanted to give it to him Picking up faults and saying that he failed if he didn't act in a movie would be an insult to Xu Jingzhe's efforts and achievements in the past.
Lin Zhuo seemed to have new inspiration after finishing this scene with the director. He was temporarily modifying Liang Yu's script and asked him, "Can you act?"
Liang Yu was a little irritated by him: "Why don't you let someone hold the teleprompter, and I will read it so that you can change it at any time?"
Lin Zhuoyu actually felt that this method was feasible, and actually called the assistant director to help with the prompting board.
"Really or not?" Xu Jingzhe sat in the guard booth, and Zhou Jiulin went back after filming. Their scene and this scene were not in the same movie time, so Lin Zhuoyu danced.
Liang Yu didn't want to talk, he might be really angry, he entered the guard booth swearing, he dragged a chair out and put it next to Xu Jingzhe.
Lin Zhuoyu began to clear the scene. This scene does not need a group performance, because only Xu Jingzhe and Liang Yu were filmed. Lin Zhuoyu's camera was very close, and Xu Jingzhe felt that it was probably a close-up of his face.
"The 23rd game, 1 stage, the first rule—" Lin Zhuo hit the board, "action!"
Xu Jingzhe and Liang Yu looked at each other, he was waiting for the other to speak his lines, the first sentence had to be "Chen Liangsheng".
With his back to Xu Jingzhe, the assistant director raised the prompter. Liang Yu's expression seemed to be deserting. He followed the prompter and said absently, "Mr. Xu."
There was no problem with Xu Jingzhe's lines: "Why did you ask me to come here?"
Liang Yu: "I want to learn something."
Xu Jingzhe asked again, "What do you want to learn?"
Liang Yu hesitated for a while this time before saying, "Learn to read."
He said too lightly, Xu Jingzhe subconsciously moved his head forward and asked repeatedly, "What do you learn?"
Liang Yu stretched out his hand, clicked on the book in front of him, and said, "What do these words mean?"
The book in front of Xu Jingzhe is "Anna Karenina". "Xiao Xu" is not a mountain guard. He is an ordinary accountant. He only needs to be on duty one day a week. The environment here is boring and backward. This night, the only old book I found was this one, so I brought it to read at night to pass the time.
There is this sentence in Xu Jingzhe's back scene: "Anna Karenina", he swiped his finger over as he read, and explained, "It's a personal name."
Liang Yu came over, like a primary school student reading pinyin with a teacher, and recited it like a gourd. He paused and asked, "Is it a woman?"
Xu Jingzhe couldn't help laughing: "It's a woman." He said, "She's a famous beauty in the Petersburg community."
Liang Yu asked again, "What is Peterborough?"
Xu Jingzhe: "It's a place, in Russia, you know Russia, right?"
Liang Yu nodded: "Lao Maozi is next door."
Xu Jingzhe got stuck, his lines are here, and he didn't know how to pick them up later, but Lin Zhuoyu didn't call the card, so he could only wait, pretending to be calm, but in fact he didn't know how to continue the performance.
Liang Yu raised his head. He looked at Xu Jingzhe's face, but he was actually looking at the teleprompter at the back. Lin Zhuoyu pushed the camera again, staring at Liang Yu's expression.
"Teach me to read, Teacher Xiao Xu." "Chen Liangsheng" said, his face was illuminated by the only lamp in the sentry box, and there were two natural plateau reds on his sun-dried skin, "Teach me to read. , I'll buy you cigarettes and alcohol, don't tell anyone."
Lin Zhuoyu didn't call "card" but didn't directly "pass", he stared at these two thoughtfully, seeing Xu Jingzhe's expression a little strange.
He finally said, "You have to accept a little." Lin Zhuoyu added, "A little emotionally."
Xu Jingzhe didn't speak. He was silent, knowing where his problem was. Actors were actually very taboo about being unable to separate the character from himself. Liang Yu played it without a problem. personal.
Instead, Xu Jingzhe fell into a vicious circle where Liang Yu and "Chen Liangsheng" could not be clearly distinguished. He was so affectionate and majestic. When "Chen Liangsheng" looked at him, his eyes, movements, and lines, Xu Jingzhe could feel himself. Feelings seem to be overflowing and can flow out at any time.
"Don't love him so much." Lin Zhuoyu was sour when he said this. "He's like this now." He pointed to Liang Yu, who was squatting at the gate of the guard booth waiting for them to talk. In order to stay close to the character's image, Liang Yu's hair hadn't been washed for about four or five days, it was greasy and collapsed. His skin was so bad these days that he couldn't see it at all, it was dark and rough, and the "Gaoyuan Red" was not painted by the makeup artist, it was true. Naturally.
Lin Zhuoyu felt a little disgusted: "How good is he now, how can you still love him so much?!"
Xu Jingzhe: "..."