Pan Xiaocheng, who was working there in an orderly manner, suddenly received a WeChat message from Xie Luyu.
He shuddered all over. The tall man from Northeast China, who was sitting in an office chair with his back hunched, picked up his mobile phone tremblingly and opened one eye in pain.
Then he found out that Xie Luyu had transferred eight dollars and eighty cents to him, and he also said something in passing - the script was a good choice.
Not a bad one, Pan Xiaocheng muttered in his heart, what's wrong with you, isn't this the notebook you picked randomly...
Although Pan Xiaocheng complained in his heart, he quickly transferred the eight yuan and eighty cents.
Pan Xiaocheng continued typing his schedule, but as he typed, he began to feel uneasy.
He opened the trending searches on Weibo and scanned them - usually, as Xie Luyu's agent, Pan Xiaocheng would learn about Xie Luyu's recent situation from them.
Very good, from top to bottom, there is not a single one named Xie Luyu.
No news is the best news.
Only then did Pan Xiaocheng put down his phone with satisfaction.
Xie Luyu was still very reliable during the filming.
Xie Luyu, who is very reliable, is urging Wang Haisheng to start filming as soon as possible, preferably to have everyone on set in the afternoon.
"It's on these two days, and it will be on tomorrow, so what's wrong with you turning it on?"
Wang Haisheng wrote and drew in his notebook.
"I don't mind. If we start the machine quickly, we can have more time to polish our skills. This is what investors want to do to have a good time."
He closed the notebook and looked up at Xie Luyu.
"No, when did you become so positive?"
He wondered.
"Even joining the group has been advanced by several days. In the past, I would delay as much as possible and count the days. Now I am also concerned about other people's joining time."
The assistant next to him complained inwardly, wasn't this packed up and thrown over by Brother Pan?
Based on his many years of experience, Brother Xie must be mentally unbalanced, and he was trying to trick the director into starting filming early with the idea of going to hell together.
The assistant didn't guess correctly this time.
This is no longer a question of psychological balance. Xie Luyu is not at peace.
Gu Qingchi's name was on the list of actors, and Xie Luyu would go to see it seven or eight times a day.
He is now the tamed fox.
The little prince who tamed the fox came at four o'clock. The fox began to feel happy at three o'clock and became restless as the time approached.
Xie Luyu was different. Not only did he feel happy and restless, he also tried to advance four o'clock to three-thirty.
Xie Luyu argued convincingly.
"You are prejudiced against me. You can't always look at people with old eyes. I have made progress over the years. How can my thinking be so backward?"
Before anyone else could speak, he took the lead in speaking.
"Of course not. I am so progressive in my thinking, and I think others can't be much behind—"
"Oh, no, just talk nicely, and don't lock me out, okay?"
Xie Fox knocked on the door in vain, and finally went to the corner, wagging his tail, biting a cigarette in melancholy.
But no matter how hard it was from three to four o'clock, four o'clock finally arrived.
Gu Qingchi is a supporting role and he doesn't have many scenes, but they are scattered throughout the whole show, and his schedule is very free, unlike some other characters who have to wait and see when their scenes are so they can make time for them.
So he arrived on the day of the start of filming, and if nothing unexpected happened he would follow the entire process.
Ye Li did not come this time, only Xiao Ke followed him.
Xiaoke followed very low-key. Gu Qingchi was a newcomer. He had no fame, no works, and no qualifications, but he was only assigned an assistant. If he was not low-key, he would easily be targeted.
It didn't take her long to blend in with the staff and become friends with them. There was even a supervisor who asked her which department she was from, hoping to recruit her to work for him.
There is no filming on the first day. We have to prepare some miscellaneous things and take makeup photos.
Gu Qingchi's role was not ranked at all, but due to the special nature of the role, he also had to take makeup photos.
The makeup artist looked at him for a long time.
Finally, he trimmed his eyebrows, did his hairstyle, and trimmed his sideburns, and Gu Qingchi immediately looked more heroic.
This was a common makeup practice in ancient times.
But when it comes to Gu Qingchi, it always makes people feel bright.
The makeup artist originally thought that his skills had improved, but finally, looking at Gu Qingchi's face, he admitted it in frustration.
This is just like how Gu Qingchi looks good in any clothes. It all depends on the person and has nothing to do with the clothes.
In the play, Ke Mu studied and practiced martial arts when he was young. Later he stopped studying, but he never put down swords, guns, sticks and clubs. No matter how handsome the child is, he always has a different temperament when he crawls out of the pile of swords.
He is not a completely docile person. In fact, due to his mental disability, Ke Mu is even more ruthless than others.
Like a little animal, he is ignorant of human feelings, love, and has a wild nature in his bones.
The costume prepared by the crew for Gu Qingchi was a black suit and a long sword.
While taking the photo, Wang Haisheng watched from the side, giving instructions to the actors from time to time and explaining the effects he wanted.
With him watching, everyone moved much faster.
Wang Haisheng doesn't talk much usually, but it's completely the opposite when he talks about a play. He talks a lot and talks about every detail.
Both new and old actors will gain something from working under his guidance.
He just has a bad temper. He only tells you everything once. If you make a mistake the second time, he will stare at you coldly and use the most concise language to belittle you.
So as soon as he started giving instructions, everyone would be startled and immediately perk up.
When Gu Qingchi came over, he raised his eyebrows.
Although Gu Qingchi was handsome at first, and was worthy of the princess falling in love with him at first sight and making all the girls in Kyoto throw flowers and handkerchiefs to him, but he had a melancholy temperament.
Now that melancholy has been diluted a lot, and it is more in line with the image of Ke Mu in his mind.
Wang Haisheng gave a rare compliment.
"good."
It was Gu Qingchi’s first shoot and Wang Haisheng said a few more words.
"You should have read the script. This is a solo photo of Ke Mu in makeup. It shows Ke Mu's later image. He fought on the battlefield several times and turned himself into a desperate mad dog. He was a handsome man who was feared by everyone on the battlefield."
Wang Haisheng became excited as he spoke.
"There should be a strong contrast here. Look, is Ke Mu good-looking? He is so good-looking that when the army returned to Beijing to celebrate the victory, countless girls threw flowers and handkerchiefs at him from the moment they entered the city. They threw flowers everywhere he walked, and even the road he passed by was paved with flowers."
"But even though he is such a good-looking man, his image is very tough. He always wears black boots, and his trouser legs are always tightened in his boots. There is a dagger hidden in his boots. The long knife makes the enemies terrified, and even his own people have a fear of him."
Wang Haisheng kept talking to Gu Qingchi, and Gu Qingchi listened quietly and attentively, which made Wang Haisheng feel a sense of accomplishment.
Xie Luyu was not so good. Wang Haisheng always disliked him for talking too much. He held his breath and wanted to see what he could make. Later, the movie won him an international best actor award.
Xie Luyu is the male protagonist.
Wang Haisheng became more and more excited as he spoke, and started chatting with Gu Qingchi without caring about the photographer waiting next to him.
"If the above can be called charm, then the most unacceptable thing is this person, beautiful and powerful, but mentally handicapped because of a fever when she was a child. She is also Ke Chengqi's study partner and is loyal to him. She has no self at all. This is the same as the beauty in her old age and the hero in his twilight years. It is a pity."
At this time, Xie Luyu had just finished filming and came down to change his clothes. Several staff members surrounded him and helped him change out of his complicated clothes - the clothes were all custom-made and hand-sewn by an embroiderer, and a set was very expensive.
He needed to take a lot of photos and had already changed into several sets of clothes.
When he came down and saw Wang Haisheng talking to Gu Qingchi, highlighting the key points, and holding hands, Xie Luyu interrupted them without thinking.
"Hey, Wang Daodao, I've been paying attention to you for a long time. Can you please stop harassing our actors and just talk without touching us?"
Xie Luyu opened his arms to make it easier for the staff to tie his clothes. He also had to be careful not to rub off his makeup, and his mouth was busy.
"Wang Daodao, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but can you do something useful all day? If you can't, go out and make us some tea. You're here all day and it affects our work."
Director Wang, who does nothing every day: …
Director Wang finally stopped talking, and Gu Qingchi, who was let go, also started filming.
Gu Qingchi actually listened very seriously, even though he was always lazy and didn't like working.
But he will never be perfunctory about the assigned tasks and will always complete them conscientiously, as if he has a sense of responsibility when carrying the task on his shoulders.
Gu Qingchi had read the script before. He had a good memory and remembered most of the lines after reading it a few times.
After watching it, a vivid and three-dimensional image of Ke Mu naturally formed in his mind.
In addition, he seemed to be naturally sensitive to emotions. He could actually understand a lot of what Wang Haisheng said, and roughly knew what kind of Ke Mu Wang Haisheng wanted.
Then Gu Qingchi tried to find a way to give him such a Ke Mu.
Gu Qingchi had never taken acting classes, Ye Li had never rehearsed for him, and he had never been exposed to this area before. He was completely unfamiliar with acting.
He also doesn't know how to control his facial expressions or use small movements to portray the characters.
Gu Qingchi couldn't cry when he was happy, and couldn't laugh when he was sad. His facial expression management was a mess, and even if he forced himself to do so, his expression was stiff.
From this point of view, Gu Qingchi is actually not suitable to be an actor.
To put it bluntly, actors need to fake their emotions.
If the actor himself is happy, but the role needs to be sad, then he needs to fake the sad emotion by controlling his facial expressions.
But Gu Qingchi didn't understand any of this.
He doesn't fake his emotions, he can only express them, and what he expresses is real: if the character is sad, he is sad, and if the character is happy, he is happy.
Gu Qingchi is a thorough experientialist.
Gu Qingchi only knew that if he was exactly like the character, then he would be successful.
Compared to his terrible emotional disguise, he can always easily capture the character's emotions and feelings and quickly immerse himself in them. He is a genius in this regard.
He already had a concrete image of Ke Mu in his mind, and with Wang Haisheng's explanation, Gu Qingchi quickly figured out Ke Mu's position.
Gu Qingchi stood on the stage, and naturally stabbed the long sword diagonally behind him with his backhand, and then held the handle steadily, his trouser legs tightened into his boots, the belt showing his thin waist, and he turned his head, with murderous intent even between his eyebrows.
It was like a gorgeous flower growing from bones, naturally carrying a mysterious beauty and danger.
Everyone would believe that the person standing on the stage was the living Ke Mu.
He was so lively and unrestrained. He didn't think about anything, nor did he need to think about anything. He just kept moving forward and lived a simple life.
Everything around gradually became quiet, with only the sound of the photographer pressing the shutter.
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