Chapter 167 Natalie Portman



After taking a sip of the iced Coke on the table, Alan stood up and said, "Okay, you guys chat, I'll go in and rest for a while."

Heading west for several tens of minutes' drive, Alan took a short nap and changed into some less serious clothes. When he got off the car, he had already arrived in Solva.

This is Pembrokeshire, the adjacent coastal county of Carmarthenshire, with Haverfordwest as its capital.

The port of Solva is very interesting in April. It is the safest port on the west coast of Wales, no doubt about it!

Why is it safe?

Because after the tide goes out, there is basically no water in the entire port. As long as the ship is parked, the entire ship will be stranded on the mud in the port bay. It can only go out to sea after the sea water rises. There is no water, and the ship is parked on the mud. How can it be unsafe?

Except that ships that are too big cannot come, everything else is an advantage.

A cordon was set up around the high ground on the coast, and dozens of tents of different sizes were lined up in a row, which looked very colorful and artistic.

Several actors who came with the group just got off the car and were stunned when they saw this scene.

Julian Moore was wearing a windbreaker, looking at a clean lawn in the distance, where there was a huge bonfire. A fat chef was holding a big fork, circling around a roasted whole beef, stabbing the beef with the fork, and from time to time grabbing the seasoning bag on his waist with his right hand and sprinkling handfuls of seasoning on the beef.

Several people who looked unusual just by looking at their attire were gathered together, talking and laughing in low voices. When they saw the convoy approaching, they quickly moved over here.

Behind them was a group of children, both boys and girls, playing football on the grass, and it was quite lively.

"Your Mightiness!"

"Welcome, sir. The barbecue is almost ready."

"Haha, it's great to see you again, sir."

“…”

Cameron stood at the door of the bus, looking enviously at a group of people greeting Allen who had just got off the bus.

The taste of power is so intoxicating. The expressions on these people's faces are so just right, not flattering or fawning, but when you hear them speak, it seems that the words between the lines are full of flattery. It's really disgusting. They don't even know how to restrain themselves.

Seeing that Alan was about to walk down the last step, which was a little high from the ground, Cameron stepped forward, bent down and supported Alan's right arm, and said in a voice that everyone around could hear: "Sir, please be careful, there are small stones on the ground."

We need to shoot the school's spring outing today. It's not easy to find a group of little kids. Even Natalie's family is a bit of a hassle to deal with.

Alan finally thought of a way and called some acquaintances. These people were either following him, Alan, or were loyal to Britain and the Earl's Mansion and were about to follow him.

Together with some of these people's subordinates, everyone got together and took their families for a spring outing, and finally they had gathered more than a dozen kids of the right age to serve as extras for Master Allen.

After looking at the sky, Allen said, "It's getting late. Let's take a shot first and have the barbecue later."

"Of course, of course. Your Excellency, please go ahead and do your work. Do you need us for anything?"

"Yes, yes, making a movie is a big deal! This is a great opportunity to promote Wales!"

“Yes, yes!”

Alan glanced at York who was roasting a whole cow in the distance, and called Siphis who had just got off the car and said, "First, arrange for someone to test the camera and shoot a shot of children playing on the beach. Be careful."

"OK!"

Siphis nodded. This kind of coastline is not entirely beach, otherwise how can you take pictures of children falling off a cliff?

Ignore the small village in the distance for now, and don't take pictures at the tents. You can only walk a little further west and try a low beach first. Fortunately, Rex is here this time, with a dozen policemen, so we can ask them to help watch the children and stop them running around.

Rex brought a little fat boy to Alan and said, "Master... this is my son, Pluto! Hurry and say hello to His Excellency!"

As he said that, he slapped the back of the head of the little fat boy who was blowing his nose.

"Respect... Respect..." The little fat boy might have been a little nervous after being beaten by Rex. He said "respect" for a long time and actually forgot the rest of the words. His little fat face turned a little red.

Alan shook his long windbreaker, grabbed the hem of the coat with one hand and pulled it up, then squatted down and looked directly at the fat boy, seeing a very cool metal badge on his chest.

This badge is shaped like a shield with a relief of a huge bull's head with very domineering horns. There is a row of words above the bull's head, which means the best police family in Carmarthenshire.

There is also a line of small words below: the bravest child.

It may seem unreliable, but this badge is a real, officially recognized medal, and the issuing authority is none other than Alan's butler, Hutt.

This is a small gift for close retainers, especially children like this, who have a strong sense of honor. And don’t be fooled by the childish look of this medal, it is a real honor that can be written into the files!

Ordinary people, you can’t get what you want anywhere.

Even if this child goes abroad to work in the future, as long as he takes out this thing, it will be very useful, see...

When he was a child, he was able to receive a medal awarded by the Earl. Isn’t that awesome?

"Don't be nervous, act well later. If you perform well, you will be rewarded!"

"Uh-huh!"

The little fat boy sniffed again and nodded blankly.

His father only said that he would take him to meet an important person today. They came from Carmarthen early in the morning and had been waiting for him all morning. When they saw Alan, his aura was so frightening that the fat boy didn't dare to speak. He had never seen his father try to please someone so much.

Even his dad is so scared, how could he not be afraid?

Alan patted the confused little fat boy, pulled him slightly, asked him to half turn around, stand next to him, pointed to the servant holding a camera next to him and said: "Look at the camera!"

“Crack!”

This photo of Mr. Allen squatting and talking to a child was taken.

"Rex! Come here, let's take a picture together."

"Oh? Oh! Okay!"

Rex was so excited when he saw Alan taking the initiative to take a photo with his son. With his aristocratic appearance, ordinary people couldn't just take photos of him whenever they wanted, except for the media.

Without the owner’s permission, it’s called sneak photography!

If he was caught taking secret photos, he would be charged with a serious crime. He didn't even have a photo with Alan. He didn't expect that his son would be so lucky today. When he grows up, he will know how much benefit this photo can bring him. He didn't expect that after taking the photo, Mr. Alan actually asked him to take one together?

Rex quickly imitated Allen and squatted beside his son. He hugged his son with one hand and smiled happily. He glanced at his son who was still a little confused. He pinched the boy's butt again and whispered, "Smile for me!"

“Crack!”

Another photo was taken. Rex looked at the camera, feeling a little lost. He stood up, took the film handed to him by the servant and said thank you.

He just took a photo, and after it was developed, he planned to enlarge it, frame it, and then hang it in his home and office!

Um……

The name is "Tour with His Excellency the Earl and Take a Photo Together"...

Rex's son has a few lines today, but it doesn't matter whether they are good or not, because there will be post-dubbing anyway.

Looking at the weird-looking little black guy in front of him, Pluto felt some instinctive disgust.

There are basically no outsiders in Wales, and black people are extremely rare.

These black people have a characteristic: they like to gather in groups. They like to go wherever they are treated well, and then quickly form a large group.

To see how a region treats black people, you can just look at the number of black people.

In some places, if the treatment is not good or there is even a risk of life at any time, then the black people dare not go there. Although Wales and France are only separated by a sea, only Swansea and Cardiff can occasionally see a few cautious black people. In other places...

No one dares to come...

So, when Brutal saw Natalie Portman dressed up like a black child, even though he felt it was a bit strange, he still instinctively hated it.

"What is this gold medal of yours? I like it very much. Can you give it to me?"

The camera in the distance did not affect Natalie's performance at all, she can be considered an "old drama veteran"!

Brutus was so distracted by her that he forgot about the camera.

But when it comes to the gold medal, he looked blankly at the medal hanging on his chest.

This is his favorite thing. Not only does it look nice, but his father has specifically told him that it is very precious and that he should keep it well. If it weren't for the party today, he would not normally bring it with him.

Now this little black girl in front of him asked him to give her the medal?

Who are you?

"I don't know you. You are so rude. Why should I give it to you?"

When Natalie heard what Pluto said, she subconsciously recited the lines: "Because I am an American, America, if I want it, you have to give it to me. If you don't give it to me, I will snatch it away!"

"???"

Pluto was stunned at first. What was the reason?

This was the first time he had heard such a reason in his life, and his father was the Sheriff of Carmarthenshire!

In school, he is the only one who steals other people’s things, but today someone comes to steal his things?

Almost instinctively, Brutus used both hands to push little Natalie down.

“Woo…”

Natalie was just acting well, but this push, coupled with Pluto's size, frightened her into tears.

"Pull away! Stop arguing with the child, just comfort him."

Alan quickly added as he watched Rex pull up his sleeves and prepare to hit his son.

Children don't understand...

This is exactly the effect he wants. Only when the emotion is captured can it appear real.

In front of Natalie's parents, Allen squatted and "talked about the play" with her.

"What's this?"

Pointing to the small cage in front of Natalie, Alan told her to feed the little rabbit by herself every day. Natalie was very obedient.

"rabbit!"

"No, no, no! This is your cart of candy!"

Allen held the rabbit cage in one hand, put it behind him and said, "Now, the rabbit is gone! Your candy is gone too, it was all taken away by that fat guy!"

"???"

This action is easy to understand. Natalie was a little angry about what Alan said.

"Your candy has been taken away from you now, so you should be angry. Later, you should remember how you feel now. You should think about how your candy has been taken away from you and how much you hate the fat guy who took away your rabbit. Do you understand?"

Natalie, who was only seven or eight years old, rolled her eyes, smiled and nodded.

Alan didn't know whether she remembered it or not, so he could only take a shot to try.

His film aims to show the little girl's viciousness and cruelty, which is not suitable for her age.

But how should something like this be represented?

The story can be driven forward, but relying solely on the story would be a bit pale. The most important thing is the actors' acting skills, especially facial expressions, or to put it bluntly, the eyes!

But the little actor is too young, and she doesn’t understand what I say, so I can only teach her slowly, or let her put herself into certain emotions and try it over and over again!

Moreover, this kind of emotional substitution cannot be too excessive. We must consider the children's mental health and ability to bear, so we can only think of ways to induce them.

so……

This little rabbit is crucial. The rabbit is an inducement. It can be compared to candy. If the rabbit is there, the candy is there. If the rabbit is gone, the candy is gone...

With this in mind, it was easy for Natalie to understand.

"Okay! Let's take a quick shot and give it a try."

There can't even be a supporting role in this kind of shot. Although the scene was shot where Natalie asked for a medal and the fat guy refused to give it to her, she stared at the fat guy's back with some resentment after he left.

Now I can only take a close-up of the facial expression, and then I will take other shots when the time comes and edit them together.

Natalie thought for a moment, looking at Alan in the distance and the rabbit cage at his feet, tears slowly gathered in her eyes.

“Crack!”

Alan took a look and thought... this was a bit too much, he wanted something fierce, not crying.

If the child cries, there's no need to go through so much trouble. Any child will cry after being hit a few times.

"Don't be impatient... Take your time. Imagine that your things have been stolen, or even that he has exchanged the candies for your rabbit, and then he didn't give you any and ate them all himself! Think about it..."

Alan patiently persuaded Natalie, who was standing there in a daze with empty eyes, and then he stood up and slowly backed away, signaling the photographer to get ready to shoot. As long as the eyes were in place for a moment, the rest could be cut out!

Crouching a few meters away from Natalie, Alan stared at Natalie's eyes carefully with a telescope, until the little girl's eyes slowly changed from empty to lively, and then from lively to gloomy...

Very good, I have that feeling. Alan, who was about to call a stop, suddenly paused with his hand holding the telescope, and goose bumps instantly appeared on his entire back.

Natalie's eyes were fierce, and she slowly turned her head. She was really staring at Pluto in the distance, and then...

A silent sneer, looks extremely creepy!

Even compared with the last sneer of the little girl in the movie "Detective Chinatown 1", it is not inferior.

However, Natalie was only seven or eight years old at that time!

Her sneer is extremely inconsistent with her age, so the shot is full of tension and very visually impactful!


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