Chapter 463 Career Line
On the other side, Zhai Yunshao stared at the stage in astonishment. She knew Yan Qingyi, a highly accomplished young dancer in China, having collaborated with the stage many times before.
At the last Qixi Festival gala, their performance even trended on Weibo. The audience praised the performance highly, with some prominent figures even praising it on Weibo. However, netizens were less impressed, with the few comments from real people suggesting it was just marketing.
While marketing was certainly involved, Yan Qingyi's skills were truly exceptional. Zhai Yunshao's opinion of the dancer was the same as most people's: she was arrogant but also extremely concerned with the opinions of others.
But today she was a little different from usual, as if she had met someone who finally appreciated her dancing. She was as proud as a peacock, spreading her feathers and showing off her dancing skills.
The youthful energy, the complete release of restraints, and the exceptional dancing skills, combined with the increasingly stirring and majestic music, made Zhai Yunshao feel completely mesmerized, deeply captivated by this graceful dance that combined strength and softness.
All she saw were the images cut off by Zhou Xiao's palm. After realizing this, Zhai Yunshao looked at Zhou Xiao with even more admiration and envy.
Zhou Xiao's ability can no longer be called a talent. This was clearly her first performance, but she was able to move the emotions of the performers on the stage with just the second cut.
Is there really a point for her to stay with Teacher Zhou? Zhai Yunshao withdrew her gaze. She had been so ambitious since the beginning when the station arranged for her to be with Teacher Zhou, but now she was filled with a bit of self-doubt.
You have to understand that the station had asked her to come here to ensure the smooth running of the live broadcast. But Zhou Xiao, under the operation and direction of the on-site rehearsal, was undoubtedly in her element. Furthermore, in Zhai Yunshao's opinion, the footage was even better than she had imagined.
They rehearsed once, twice... until the dancers on stage were so exhausted their makeup was smudged, and only then did they stop rehearsing for the day. If the schedule was more relaxed, the performers would usually have three rehearsal opportunities.
Tomorrow morning will be the second rehearsal for "Ink Painting." The director will make appropriate adjustments based on the troupe's live performance today. As for the final rehearsal, we'll arrive two days before the show to make final adjustments on the fully constructed stage.
"Thank you all teachers for your hard work. Please leave the stage in an orderly manner from the right." The middle-aged man holding the loudspeaker softened his tone. Being able to watch such a wonderful performance on the spot for such a long time is a rare pleasure for them, the behind-the-scenes staff.
In the center of the stage, Yan Qingyi rested her hands on her knees, her head bowed, her ears filled with the roar of her all-out performance. Drops of sweat from her forehead splattered onto the smooth floor, the small, unnoticed splashes gradually magnifying in her eyes.
"So you really understand... my dance..." During rehearsals, Yan Qingyi knew that the shot at that moment wasn't just a casual pause by the photographer. Rather, like the director, she had truly delved into the inner meaning of her dance.
"Qing...Sister Yi" a bright voice came from several meters away from her.
Yan Qingyi looked up in surprise and saw several of the "younger" members of the group standing together, nervously calling her name. Because of her personality and her quiet dislike for socializing, her relationships with the others in the group were relatively average, so this scene was a rare sight.
But in the eyes of teacher Yan Qingyi and her friends, she is actually like a proud iris, aloof yet eager to be noticed. At the same time, she is also someone who enjoys attention, enjoys cheers, and is willing to dedicate her life to dance.
They always say that leading dancers can influence others, and the girls who bravely spoke up truly felt that during this rehearsal. It was a strange feeling; even though they hadn't communicated on stage, they were incredibly in sync. It was like an invisible hand straightened out their slightly flawed movements.
Perhaps this was the appeal of the principal's dance. On the stage, she finally felt the boost this appeal brought to them. It was so relaxing, so intoxicating and enjoyable.
"The dance you led was great. Our stage will definitely be great during the live broadcast!" The girl blushed immediately after she said that. She grabbed the hem of her equally embarrassed friend's long sleeves, and then several of them hurriedly ran off the stage without looking back.
Yan Qingyi's image within the group was always one of distance. Every time they met her gaze, most people felt they would be looked down upon and deemed worthless. Having the courage to strike up a conversation with her was already the biggest improvement.
Backstage, the girl who had just spoken clutched her chest, only then realizing that she had been a little too bold. Normally, when they passed each other, they would lower their heads and walk quickly past. But today, like a demon, she was obsessed with saying this to him.
"But... this sister danced really well today!"
"Did Teacher Yan secretly win another award? I felt like her dance was getting brighter and brighter, she was just glowing!"
"Well... to be honest, it's not that I'm thick-skinned, I think I danced pretty well today!"
"I also!"
"+1 too!"
“me too!”
“…”
After this set of performances, the new performers were already eager to get going. As dancers themselves, how could anyone fail to sense the advancement of Yan, the headliner? Those already thrilled by the CCTV stage were now even more fired up.
The dancers invited to this year's CCTV Mid-Autumn Festival Gala had all collaborated with the station before. So after the lead dancer went through the rehearsal, she suddenly felt the same way as Yan Qingyi.
I almost didn't hesitate, even thinking about whether I could erase my rest time. Of course, I was later scolded by the staff on site with a loud speaker because of this. If you don't rest, others will have to rest!
It's a good thing that the performers are willing to rehearse more, but guess why each team has a set rehearsal time? For the staff, everyone can rehearse as long as they want privately, but it can't take up the group's time.
This is also one of the reasons why directing is extremely energy-consuming. The performers can rest after the rehearsal, but they have to follow up and rehearse from beginning to end until the end.
…
Early the next morning.
Zhou Xiao had already placed the coffee bag on the table when she arrived, a standard feature in the studio. Watching the small screen gradually light up on the big screen, she yawned, too, though she appeared to be in much better shape than Zhai Yunshao.
The aromatherapy that Zhou Xiao exchanged at the system store last night helped her a lot and made her stand out among the staff who were all bruised and battered. Yan Qingyi, who was watching her in good condition, was envious.
"Teacher Zhou, I have confirmed the suggestions you gave me last night with all the photography teachers this morning," Zhai Yunshao said quickly after seeing Zhou Xiao yawn.
After the rehearsal ended yesterday afternoon, Zhou Xiao took the encrypted rehearsal USB drive back to the hotel to review the rehearsal footage. The rehearsal's positioning and effects can only be roughly understood once the performance actually begins.
All she had to do was re-plan the unreasonable parts. Especially on the stage, every position and fixed point could be played with in a variety of ways under the photographer's lens.
Zhou Xiao felt she had great potential in this area. So, during the film review, she drew on her experience to simulate what kind of shots she would send to the director. The suggestions she asked Zhai Yunshao to send to the photographers were actually adjustments that Zhou Xiao believed would improve the stage.
Zhou Xiao even suggested using the camera code names. Since she didn't know the photographers for these cameras, and she knew from Shang Xia that there were factions within their photography department, she asked Zhai Yunshao, the assistant director, to notify them.
"Okay, thank you for your help." Zhou Xiao handed over another cup of coffee in the bag. When she bought coffee, she also bought a cup for Zhai Yunshao.
"Hey, I should be the one buying it for you, Teacher Zhou." Zhai Yunshao took the coffee, feeling a little embarrassed.
Zhou Xiao smiled and shook her head, then turned her attention to the large screen in front of her. As she focused on the filming inside the venue, she had no idea how much impact her suggestions had on the photographers inside.
Inside the studio.
Watching the team, centered around Yan Qingyi, rehearse on stage, Du Huiyue almost subconsciously applied some of Zhou Xiaoti's suggestions. Then, she heard a familiar yet reassuring voice in her headset, "Camera number nine, close-up, follow dancer number three's face."
Du Huiyue, the No. 9 unit, quickly took action after hearing the command. Then, she heard a compliment from the headset:
"Well, Unit 9 made a beautiful cut. Keep it up."
God knows how excited Du Huiyue was when she heard this. Her mind was completely blank, but this excitement quickly turned into motivation, making her pay more attention to the next shoot.
Du Huiyue didn't know if the other photographers had taken the advice seriously, but she knew very well that this advice was extremely important to her. She had a great chance of turning back the wrong path she had taken before!
The photographer knew exactly when he'd messed up, and after changing the angle a bit, Du Huiyue suddenly understood. Could he have so keenly identified their problems simply by relying on the director's perspective?
Du Huiyue looked up at the crowd taking a break on the stage. The performance that had amazed her yesterday was moving everyone again today. Furthermore, the dancer gathered in the center seemed to be shining brighter and brighter.
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