Chapter 6 Mung Bean Soup
The next day, on set.
There was no Fu Sheng's scene today, but the director temporarily notified her to move the next scene to the front, skipping the experience of Fang Qiaohe, a little actor played by Fu Sheng, who entered the new class social learning drama, and went directly to the palace. show.
Fu Sheng is very familiar with this kind of operation, and she and Xiao Wu were vaccinated on the way here: "I estimate that 80% of the drama part was deleted." It is
obvious who deleted it.
When they got to the set, Fu Sheng smiled and asked the little makeup artist from before to do the styling. Between drawing the eyebrows and drawing the eyes, the little makeup artist's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
Fu Sheng is not in a hurry. If she is willing to say it, she will say it sooner or later. If she is unwilling to say it, then there is no need to force her to stand on her side.
The makeup artist hesitated for a moment while holding the eyeshadow palette. She chose a neutral and inconspicuous earth color among the gorgeous colors, and swiped it on Fu Sheng's eye sockets. Then she lowered her head and said softly, "Okay.
" Enough?
Although Fu Sheng can be said to be the hibiscus from the clear water, let’s go to carve it naturally. This play is her first time appearing at the night banquet in the palace. As the absolute protagonist of the Shangyuan Festival, it should be bright and moving, and at this time Fu Sheng in the mirror is too simple.
Fu Sheng raised her eyebrows, her eyes wandered, and her gaze lingered on the top of the makeup artist's head. She slowly and unquestionably took away the makeup brush in her hand, and smiled lightly, "I'll do it myself." "Mr. Fu... ..." The little makeup artist's hand grabbed it subconsciously, and as if she had made a difficult decision, she let go of her hand, took a step back, and let Fu Sheng do her own thing. Fu Sheng raised the corners of his lips. She picked a very bold red stroke and pressed it at the end of her eyes, and the end was long hooked out. It was not a traditional eyeliner drawing method, but Fu Sheng's charming face even showed the magic of seductive soul. With black hair and snow skin, a bright red cloak wrapped her whole body, revealing only a slender ankle at the lower edge, stepping on the dazzling white snow, growing lotus every step of the way.
When Fu Sheng came out of the shabby dressing room, the little makeup artist said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Be careful."
Fu Sheng was quite surprised. From the beginning of messing up her look, it should be Chen Jinsheng who suppressed Fu Sheng. In the first part of Sheng's role, although the surnamed Chen is a scumbag, he is actually the assistant director of the crew. How dare such an inexperienced and unknown little makeup artist dare not listen to the assistant director?
It's a pity that she still doesn't know Fu Sheng, and she doesn't understand these intriguing pickles in the entertainment industry. She thought that Fu Sheng had offended Chen Jinsheng, so she was careful to admit it, she could take a step back and open the sky, but she knew that taking a step back would be an abyss. Fu Sheng only had one chance, and he would turn over completely.
The venue has been set up, and it is snowing heavily. Zhong Yan, surrounded by the protagonist Fang Qiaohe, slowly enters the venue. Like a goddess scattered flowers, Fang Qiaohe and the lotus move gently, and the layers of skirts are turned away, like a girl in the snow. A warm and eye-catching red plum.
Fu Sheng's eyes lit up when she saw Director Han behind the monitor, and she knew she had done it.
Chen Jinsheng was also present. When he saw Fu Sheng dressed up, his eyes widened. He had clearly hinted that his subordinates would stumble upon Fu Sheng. Chen Jinsheng knew that as long as he showed his face, most of the results would be settled.
Fu Sheng is actually... so dazzling.
Fu Sheng dances with the music and is placed on a vast white land. In this shot, the princes and ministers who live high in the temples all become foils from a distance, and only Fu Sheng is the only stunning person in the world.
The piano sings loudly, this script gives Fu Sheng a lot of lyrics.
This is also the reason why Chen Jinsheng had to let Fu Sheng play this part temporarily. He wanted to catch Fu Sheng by surprise. Director Han didn't agree with the proposal at that time. After all, for actors, singing skills are by no means necessary. As long as Fu Sheng can perform the scene well, the singing part can be dubbed by someone later.
But Chen Jinsheng said: "It's just an irrelevant supporting role. There are many people who can sing and act. Why spend two dollars? In my opinion, the role of Fang Qiaohe is not well chosen. Pick one from those who came from the talent show. It's convenient and saves money if you can sing."
If he had said this earlier, Director Han might have been persuaded, but he had watched a scene of Fu Sheng and felt that the aura was compelling. He would be a little unhappy when he heard Chen Jinsheng sing Fu Sheng so badly. But after all, Chen Jinsheng was sent to study with him after being greeted by a friend, and Director Han was not too embarrassed.
It seems a little unworthy to offend a friend of a friend for a little-known actor.
The result of Director Han's weighing is to see whether Fu Sheng's camera performance in Fang Qiaohe's highlight scene is worth the crew to spend more money to hire a replacement for her. If her performance is mediocre, Director Han will acquiesce to Chen Jinsheng's substitution. After all, Fang Qiaohe doesn't have many scenes, and he has only just started.
Now it seems that Fu Sheng's looks are very valuable. She was just ordinary and beautiful before, but she didn't expect to be completely reborn after the makeup!
Fang Qiaohe started to learn acting at the age of three. She had no other skills. She would sing and go to the stage. Fang Qiaohe seemed to be lit up, so bright that everyone had to look at her.
Some people seem to be ordinary at first glance, but the whole person shines on the stage!
The bowstrings rang loudly, the drums rumbled, and Fang Qiaohe, played by Fu Sheng, raised his hand and pinched an orchid-like starter, and opened his mouth with half-drooping eyelids.
Fu Sheng, did she really plan to sing?
Director Han stood up excitedly after hearing one sentence. Chen Jinsheng's eyes were about to fall out. The script only gave the lyrics. Originally, he planned to let the actors use the ready-made melody. , but its own flavor.
Melodious and melodious, the ancient rhyme is long, such as weeping and complaining, such as resentment and admiration.
Fu Sheng's words were soothing, and he dragged the narration carefully, but it didn't make people anxious. After the last long chant, the lingering voice was still flowing, Fu Sheng raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes as soft as autumn water crossed the bewitching red marks at the end of his eyes and floated up to the high hall.
The angle of view is switched, looking from the hall, the camera focuses on Fu Sheng's face, the bright red cloak hat has fallen down as early as she was dancing, the cloud-like black hair is half-scattered, and half of the small face is blocked as if she wants to talk. , the thin chin is exposed, and then the pair of eyes that will seduce the soul.
This is the peerless beauty who attracts the powerful and powerful as soon as she debuts!
As the name suggests, Fang Qiaohe's tragic fate drifting like a rootless duckweed is mostly due to her beauty and the accompanying fragility that cannot protect herself. The character has to be breathtakingly beautiful to be believed.
Absolutely, absolutely!
Director Han patted his thighs. He picked up the mirror board and wrote like a fly. He directed the movement of the mirror to repeatedly take pictures of the scene of Fang Qiaohe performing on stage several times, showing Fu Sheng's beauty from various angles.
What surprised him even more was that Fu Sheng was like an old actor who had grown up on the set. Many times Director Han only said the beginning, and Fu Sheng could immediately understand what the director wanted to show. When the guide got stuck and couldn't express it in his mouth, Fu Sheng could also understand it.
Cut!
Director Han finally caught a good seedling and took enough shots. He was about to get up and have a good conversation with Fu Sheng, but he didn't expect that next to him, the hair was lying on his scalp. The young man who couldn't pick it up jumped out, pushed aside the obstructing light plate, and rushed in front of Fu Sheng.
"You...you can sing the ancient sound?" The
ancient sound? It turns out that in this world, Fu Sheng's own opera tune, which combines the vocal characteristics of Peking Opera, is called ancient music in their culture.
After Fu Sheng knew that the original book came from a completely different time and space, and then looked at the historical script in her hand, she thought more. Fu Sheng's world also has a long and long history, and the evolution of civilization is interlinked. She deduced the thousand-year lineage of this ABO world from her own civilization's last dream.
Fang Qiaohe compared the timeline of the original book, but she was actually an ancient person hundreds of years ago. She couldn't sing the half-written and half-speaking lyrics with popular singing method. Fu Sheng played it by herself, but she did not expect such a good effect. Fortunately, she once acted in a drama of the Republic of China. In that drama, she played a famous Kun Ling who moved the capital. It is not obvious that the country's hatred and family hated her children. He just immersed himself in the theater and forced himself to study for half a year. Although in the final film, her opera was still replaced by the opera teacher's aria, leaving only her tactful eyebrows in the close-up shots. Even her fans didn't know that Fu Sheng hangs her throat with the students of the Xiqu Academy every morning. It took a few months of practice to learn the real opera. No kind of effort is meaningless. Fu Sheng was useless at that time, wouldn't Fu Sheng use it now? "Where did you learn it? Isn't Gu Yin lost?" The man was still asking. "It's not lost," Fu Sheng smiled. "In my hometown, there are still people singing." "What's more, if it's really lost, how would you recognize it, teacher?" Fu Sheng smiled without leaking. Throw the question back to the young man. The young man's small eyes gleamed behind his thick glasses, "I heard my grandma sing when I was young, but she can only sing a few lines. " Fang Qiaohe's writing is not good! Mr. Fu, thank you, I know how to write it!" It turned out that he was the screenwriter of the play, Xie Budong. The costume drama in the original book was also filmed and broadcast at the same time. The screenwriter Xie Budong has been hiding in the crew and edited the script according to the performance of the actors. When someone asked him what he thought of his masterpiece, Xie Budong nodded and said reservedly: "It's good overall, but it hasn't reached my heart. I can write better works in the future. " .
Now, Qing Gao Xie Budong has turned around three times, and like a monkey, he has touched all the pockets all over his body. When inspiration comes, he can't stop it, and his creative desire is about to overflow.
!
There was a middle-aged man in a suit next to the director. He was holding a notebook and typing on the keyboard with one hand. Xie Budong didn't know whether he knew it or not.
"Hey, how did you rob my computer!"
"Don't move! Save it! Save it for me!!" The
robbed bitter master didn't have the style of a noble boy at this moment. Can roll up his sleeves and perform full martial arts on the spot.
"Stop it all!" Director Han sighed in the sky.
He opened it one by one, and the computer was placed in the middle like a highland bunker that the military must fight for. Director Han sighed. He originally wanted to introduce the two of them. After all, they were both engaged in writing work. vengeance.
"This is Zhang Qingcheng, the most popular independent film critic under Pioneer Film Critics..."
"This is Xie Budong, the only screenwriter of our show..."
Fu Sheng smiled without giving Chen Jinsheng a look. She walked to the sidelines, unfastened her ankle-length cloak, and turned it over and handed it over to the staff who kept the props. She didn't have an assistant, so she had to do it herself.
Xiang Wan came over. The eldest princess she played was supposed to sit in the position where the emperor started to watch the play. The burden of this scene rested on Fu Sheng. The court only had a vague vision. Here, she can find a stand-in and sit there.
But she still came in person, even if this piece was made into a film, it may not have her face.
Xiang Wan held the iced mung bean soup prepared by her assistant in her hand, and laughed until her teeth disappeared: "Mr. Fu has worked hard!"
"Here you are." Xiang Wan handed the mung bean soup forward, "Drink it, don't get heatstroke. That's it."
A drop of sweat was falling down Fu Sheng's temple.
She is filming off-season.
It was the snowy Shangyuan Festival in the play, and it was the scorching summer season outside the play. Sitting still under the sun would inevitably sweat profusely. Fu Sheng wore a cloak and sang and danced, but there was no sweat on his face until the phone was turned off!
Others are amazed at Fu Sheng's immortal appearance and acting skills, only Xiang Wan cares about whether she is hot or not.
Fu Sheng took Xiang Wan's mung bean soup, which was cool and slightly sweet.