Chapter 415 Picture Talent


Old factory, abandoned factory building.

After several adjustments, director Wang Xiaoshuai was still dissatisfied with the scene just now.

The assistant director on the side was actually a little anxious.

It’s not that I’m worried about affecting the shooting schedule, but I’m concerned about the money.

The crew used a film camera.

Nowadays, commercial movies basically use digital cameras, and most TV drama crews also use digital cameras.

But the crew of "Green Red" is relatively "poor".

Few people use film machines now, so the rent is cheap.

And the shooting effect of film cameras is different from that of early digital machines.

Many older generations believe that the pictures on digital machines have a so-called "digital flavor".

This is similar to saying that trains have no soul.

There is some truth, but not much.

Wang Xiaoshuai wanted that sense of simplicity, so he used a film camera.

But the machine is cheap, but the film is expensive!

And artistic films are different from commercial films.

Although Lao Mouzi has always boldly wanted to "take one shot to the end"!

But in commercial films, even long shots are very rare, let alone one shot to the end.

Because commercial films inherently need to use fast pace and high intensity to stimulate the audience.

Continuously switching lenses can improve the rhythm of the film.

Whether it is "A World Without Thieves" or "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", from movies to TV series, in such commercial masterpieces, there are rarely long shots that exceed 30 seconds or even 15 seconds.

Literary films are inherently slow-paced and require careful viewing by the audience.

In addition, Wang Xiaoshuai believed that this film was filming his own story, so he deliberately created a documentary style.

As a result, in this movie, there are many long shots of one minute, or even three to five minutes.

People’s commercial films have sufficient budgets, and they only need to repeatedly NG shots of a few seconds.

We are already so poor, yet you still shoot repeatedly, one shot only lasts for one or two minutes.

One minute is close to 1,500 pieces of film!

Why is it expensive to make movies?

At this moment, Zhang Yuan rubbed his chin for a while.

After confirming that it was not because of his performance, he thought for a long time, thought of something, and then spoke.

"Director, I may know what the problem is."

Wang Xiaoshuai raised his head and looked at him with questioning eyes.

The assistant director who was "settling accounts" on the side felt anxious when he saw him talking like this.

"The director is confused here, why are you an actor covering up the mess?"

He was afraid that if Zhang Yuan said a few more words, Lao Wang would shoot several times in a row, and he would have to prepare the film.

“What’s the problem?” Director Wang asked casually.

He is not a dictator, but an inspired director who is willing to listen to people's opinions.

“There is a picture problem.”

“I know there is a problem with the picture.”

After Zhang Yuan spoke, Wang Xiaoshuai shook his head in disappointment, I have been struggling here for a long time, can I Is there something wrong with the screen?

You are not talking nonsense.

"Specifically, it should be a light source problem." Zhang Yuan said again.

Although his main job is to be an actor, he still has a lot of points related to directing!

He remembered that Wang Xiaoshuai’s background was not in directing, but in art.

From this, he roughly deduced that the other party may have subconsciously noticed some shortcomings in the picture, but could not find the problem for a while.

"Light source?" Wang Xiaoshuai immediately turned his head to look at the scene.

There was only a small desk lamp emitting white light and the faint skylight in the distance.

The light source was so simple that he did not see the problem.

Zhang Yuan scratched his head and didn't know how to explain it, so he walked to the machine he was operating, then raised his hand and reached for the lamp.

Wearing labor protection gloves to insulate from heat, we unscrewed the light bulb that was very hot because it was always on.

Then, he walked out of the factory directly.

Wang Xiaoshuai and others looked puzzled. Why did our hero run away despite all the filming?

After a while, Zhang Yuan returned with a light bulb in his hand.

He returned to the machine again, screwed the new light bulb onto the lamp holder, and then gently pressed the switch of the desk lamp.

Bah!

With a crisp sound, a gentle and soft orange-yellow light spurted out from the table lamp and spread to the surroundings, covering all the objects in the picture with a light golden color.

"Oh!"

Wang Xiaoshuai reacted immediately and quickly looked at the camera.

Zhang Yuan sat next to the lamp.

At this time, half of his face was reflected in orange, and half of his face was shielded from the light by the bridge of his nose, showing a long blue-purple color.

“That’s right!”

"It's the color!"

Director Wang then realized.

The disharmony in the picture just now is the color of the lens.

The entire abandoned old factory building has a blue-grey background, coupled with the cloudy and gloomy sunlight, making the space even cooler.

The stamping machine is also cold, and coupled with the light from the white desk lamp, the picture is a bit too one-sided and too cold.

Therefore, it doesn't matter how Wang Xiaoshuai adjusts the props, because it is not the problem with the props.

And now, the warm yellow light emitted by this small desk lamp is like a red-hot sword cutting through the thousand-year-old ice, suddenly giving the lens life.

The figures nearby are shrouded in warm colors, but the entire factory is cold.

Not only does the contrast between warm and cold in the picture suddenly appear, but the visual center is also drawn to the actors.

“Change the light bulb and the picture suddenly comes alive!”

"And the lighting also cuts his face into a half-cold and half-hot look, which just serves as a metaphor for the duality of Xiao Gen."

"It also gives the picture a Rembrandt-like oil painting feel. "

"Absolutely awesome!"

Wang Xiaoshuai looked at Zhang Yuan again with a look of surprise on his face.

“How does he know this?”

"Did he have any artistic training?"

Language, pictures are a very important part of film and television works. Lao Mouzi relies on his grand and calm picture scheduling and national characteristics. Color control leads to fame and fortune.

“This, is this...ok?” The assistant director, who was still worried about the film just now, asked with a glare.

“Much better!”

“No need to adjust again, right?”

"Take a shot first and see."

Assistant Director: ...

You don't have to settle accounts with investors.

Director Wang hurriedly filmed again, while Zhang Yuan maintained his previous state and mood.

And because after performing it several times, my performance was better than before.

"Stuck!" More than a minute later, Wang Xiaoshuai waved his hand excitedly and shouted stop.

Director Wang watched the replay carefully through the monitor.

Most ordinary people think that only digital cameras can be connected to monitors.

In fact, this is not the case. Post-production film machines can also watch playback through special monitors.

It’s just that the picture is poor and the pixels are low, probably only 480P.

"Passed!" Wang Xiaoshuai shouted excitedly after reading it.

【Received a thank you from Wang Xiaoshuai, lens language +1! 】

Everyone present, especially the assistant director, breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Forget it...

"Zhang Yuan, how do you know about light sources and images?" Wang Xiaoshuai asked curiously.

"I'm a very curious person. I always follow the director on set. After watching too much, I know a little bit about it." He opened his mouth and boasted.

"Oh." Wang Xiaoshuai nodded.

In that case, his learning ability is quite strong.

And I am quite willing to learn.

“Okay, let’s take a rest first, wait until the props are arranged, and then take a photo.”

Zhang Yuan nodded and walked aside, picked up the script and started studying it.

"Li Bing can't do this." Seeing him leave, the assistant director said leisurely in Wang Xiaoshuai's ear.

Director Wang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

“It can’t be done, Li Bing is a very pure actor.”

Wang Xiaoshuai thought, although Li Bing and Gao Yuanyuan have acted together in his "Seventeen Years Old Bicycle", they are old friends .

This guy later starred in "Magic Phone" with Shu Chang.

And like Zhang Yuan, Li Bing is also a "wild person" and has no academic qualifications from a professional school.

He really likes Li Bing’s sense of a native villain, which is very simple and natural.

In contrast, Zhang Yuan is the type who is very dazzling just standing there.

But after he started acting, he discovered that Zhang Yuan took the initiative to curb all his own light.

Completely entered the character.

“In terms of acting alone, he is on par with Li Bing.”

“But in other aspects...”

Wang Xiaoshuai knows that Li Bing is a very well-behaved actor, and the director Whatever you ask him to do, he does.

This is also the reason why he likes each other.

obedient!

But Zhang Yuan is obviously the kind of "bad boy" who is not very obedient, but this "bad boy" is not only a good actor, but also surprises himself with other abilities.

“I just don’t know that the picture adjustment just now was his true skill, and it was just a stroke of luck.” “But no matter how you put it, it’s much better than expected.”

Besides, Gao Yuanyuan listened quietly to the words of several directors.

Then he smiled sweetly and walked to Zhang Yuan's side with his hands behind his back.

"You are so awesome. It took just one scene for the director to change his opinion of you."

Yuanyuan discovered that Wang Xiaoshuai's attitude towards Zhang Yuan had obviously improved a lot.

Before, I was full of resentment because of the postponement of the film.

She thinks Zhang Yuan is too talented, and she likes talented people.

"Hmph!" Thinking of this, she snorted secretly again.

"Why should such a talented person be picked up by Cheng Hao?"

My good sister would never have imagined that someone could be cricketing her behind her back thousands of kilometers away.

After finishing the busy morning, we had lunch.

The lunch boxes for this crew are ordered from local people, which is quite unique.

The dish includes rice tofu and braised pig's feet.

He can even eat Brother Qian’s cold dishes, so naturally he is used to eating everything.

Gao Yuanyuan, a big girl from the imperial capital, actually said that she was not used to eating, which was hard to resist.

You are even used to eating soybean juice and braised pork, but you told me that you are not used to eating this lunch box...

After eating, we started to prepare for the afternoon scene.

The afternoon was still his show.

He was very unaccustomed to this kind of long lens.

Zhang Yuan can only tell himself that this is a good exercise.

Qin Hao, who had not seen anyone all morning, also came.

This one is not sleeping in, but going to dance practice.

In this film, he had a dancing scene, so he was very dedicated and went to learn from local middle-aged people in advance.

After all, what we are dancing is the dance of the 1980s. The young people who danced back then are now old people.

At this moment, he came to the director's side.

"Haozi is here." Wang Xiaoshuai greeted him.

At this time, the crew came to a supply and marketing cooperative with a dark sign and a depressing atmosphere, which had long lost its former glory.

This thing seems very far away in most people's minds, but in fact, it still exists in many small places.

Zhang Yuan, still wearing his morning clothes, touched the door frame of the supply and marketing cooperative with his hands, the glass counter inside and the piles of miscellaneous shoes, socks, and daily necessities.

At this moment, time seems to have gone back twenty or thirty years, and the world in front of me has become dim.

He touches all these in order to enter the state.

The next scene to be filmed is the scene where Xiaogen hand-picks red high-heeled shoes for Qinghong, the object of his admiration.

This pair of shoes symbolizes the relationship between the two.

It starts with Xiaogen giving away the shoes and ends with Qinghong handing them back.

This is a very important prop in the film.

"Are you ready?" Wang Xiaoshuai asked after seeing him walking around the supply and marketing cooperative for more than ten times.

“Almost.”

"Come on then." Wang Xiaoshuai nodded: "In a moment, you can pass through the passers-by and walk to the store from across the street, just strolling around and looking around."

"Okay!"

As soon as the camera opened, Qin Hao stood behind the director and watched together.

He also wanted to know how good this actor was who had made the crew and himself wait for several months.

“ACTION!”

Zhang Yuan walked from across the street to the supply and marketing cooperative.

On the way, I touched the head of a kid, and smiled and patted him while walking.

"Stuck!" Wang Xiaoshuai shouted: "Are you blocked by extras?"

"No."

"Then why are you touching the child?" Wang The guide asked doubtfully.

Zhang Yuan walked up to him: "Xiao Gen is not a native of the local area."

"The interpersonal relationships in this small place are relatively close, and most people in the town know each other."
< br>"The child in front of me may be my neighbor or relative. Isn't it normal to touch it."

Wang Xiaoshuai was stunned.

He has a point.

Moreover, this is an action designed by himself, which makes the character more vivid.

“Okay, let’s do this and walk again.”

Qin Hao on the side raised his eyebrows.

Designing the action details yourself... is a bit advanced.

According to Zhang Yuan’s idea, this shot was shot two or three times.

Then he changed the position of the camera, facing Zhang Yuan, and filmed him picking out a pair of red high heels from a pile of shoe boxes.

As soon as the shooting started, his expressionless hands were busy, picking from left to right.

As the camera panned down, a pair of bright red high heels appeared in front of the camera.

The red is bright, like fire and blood, and the vermilion takes up most of the shot.

After the high-heeled shoes appeared, the focus of the camera gradually moved from his front face to the shoes...

"Stuck!"

Wang Xiaoshuai waved his hand and then watched the replay.

However, unfortunately, and what made the assistant director anxious, what happened in the morning happened again.

“This picture is not right!”

“Why is it wrong?”

"It's hard to tell."

The assistant director was numb.

If you make a mistake on this end, my film stock will fall down. Who can bear this!

The assistant director sweated on his forehead.

Someone come to rescue... Oh, that's right!

"Zhang Yuan, come and help."

"What's the matter?"

Qin Hao on the side narrowed his eyes and looked at the assistant director.

"Why do you look for him if the picture is wrong?"

"Come on, help Director Wang take a look. He thinks the picture is wrong. Do you have any inspiration?"

Wang Xiaoshuai wanted to refuse, but then remembered his performance in the morning, so he waved to him to sit next to him.

No, I am really looking for him... Qin Hao couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw Director Wang asking him to sit down. It was obvious that he was really looking for him to discuss.

After watching for a long time, Zhang Yuan thought for a while, and then ran outside the camera to the other side of the supply and marketing cooperative.

He took down a big red thermos bottle from the wall and placed it in the farthest corner of the camera.

“Doesn’t this look better?”

Wang Xiaoshuai observed for a while, and then slapped him.

“That’s right!”

[Received a thank you from Wang Xiaoshuai, art foundation +1! 】

“In this way, the whole picture is balanced.”

“The red high-heeled shoes before were too sharp and had a unique feeling.”

"Now there is a blurry big red hot water bottle in the corner, which just echoes the shoes in the picture."

Wang Xiaoshuai knows that this principle is very basic, it is the most basic art picture technique.

But it is amazing to be able to discover the problem and come up with a solution that fits the film in such a short period of time.

It seems that what happened in the morning was not a coincidence... Wang Xiaoshuai muttered in his heart.

“He really has this ability.”

"Li Bing is indeed not as good as him in this regard."

After the changes, this shot was quickly approved.

"Okay, rest." the assistant director arranged, and at the same time looked back at Director Wang.

"Better than Li Bing?"

"Yes." Director Wang nodded: "I estimate that with his ability, he will definitely be better than Li Bing in the future."
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"He is doing better than Li Bing now." The assistant director answered with a smile.

"Yes, that's..." Wang Xiaoshuai replied with a smile.

“I really want to understand why Xingmei insists on using him.”

“Me too.”

Both directors kept nodding.

Qin Hao on the side had a strange look on his face.

What did I miss?

Didn’t the director feel unhappy with him before?

We agreed that we would all "share the same hatred", why did you, a bushy-browed, small-eyed fellow, rebel?

After the show, we had dinner.

The crew chartered a car to take all the actors and staff back to the hotel in the city.

There is only a guest house in this small town. The accommodation conditions are too poor. The bed sheets are moldy and there is no private bathroom. The conditions are too poor.

Every day, just like commuting to and from get off work, I would pick up and drop off actors for work.

Zhang Yuan returned to the room, took a shower, dried his body, put on clean clothes, and then sat on the sofa and read the script.

This film was tight on time and he had no time to study it in advance, so he could only watch it while filming.

Fortunately, the story is not complicated and the characters have few lines, so it is not too difficult.

Thump, thump, thump...

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the room.

He stood up and opened the door, thinking that he didn’t know many people on this crew. Who else could come to me at such a late hour? (End of this chapter)

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