Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 59 It’s those two lazy extras who are in love again
Jiang Yang took out a pen and paper and added a few lines for Yang Chaoyue based on his current performance characteristics.

Since Yang Chaoyue’s current performance style is experiential, the lines designed need to be implanted with emotional buttons that resonate with Yang Chaoyue’s real experiences.

And the lines cannot be too dense, and a few seconds of breathing space should be reserved in each paragraph to allow Yang Chaoyue's emotions to ferment.

After the lines were designed, Jiang Yang handed the note to Yang Chaoyue: "The lines are not fixed, the general meaning is just like this. You can express yourself freely when the time comes. Now let's go through the play first."

"Go through the whole play?" Yang Chaoyue was a little confused.

"Walking through the scene means simply rehearsing before filming. You need to maintain the authenticity of the performance while also preventing excessive emotional exhaustion. Your subsequent performance will be emotionally outward, so your emotions cannot be exhausted in advance."

"Oh, I see."

The two stood by the noodle stall and recited lines to each other.

There was no performance, just reciting words to the air to prevent emotional overdraft during the actual performance.

First, there are lines where Yang Chaoyue actively interacts with Huang Lei.

When reciting lines, slightly bending the knees means kneeling, and lightly nodding the forehead means kowtowing.

Next is the interaction with Jiang Yang.

When rehearsing intense scenes, just go through the motions and leave the emotions to be released during the actual performance.

In crying scenes, Yang Chaoyue only recited the lines without shedding tears, and tried to be as relaxed as possible.

The purpose is to not exhaust Yang Chaoyue's emotions in advance.

After all, rehearsing a play is not about rehearsing perfection, but about eliminating all possibilities of imperfection.

Maintaining professional restraint while leaving room for sparks during the formal performance.

Jiang Yang and Yang Chaoyue rehearsed the play several times and were familiar with the upcoming performance, just waiting for Huang Lei to arrive.

Half an hour passed in a flash.

Jiang Yang was kneading the dough in front of the noodle stall as per the routine. Yang Chaoyue was stealthily circling around Jiang Yang's noodle stall, waiting for Huang Lei to come over to trigger the plot.

Looking at the bustling street market, listening to the shouts of the pancake sellers, the rustling of the painter's brush, and the clicking of the loom, Yang Chaoyue felt as if she had really become a female beggar living a miserable life in the streets of Cao Wei.

"Has the recording really started? Where is the camera?" Yang Chaoyue looked around, his dirty fingers grabbing the cloth strip on his cuff.

"See that shop? There's a host station behind the closed window on the second floor for taking panoramic photos of the street." Jiang Yang pointed to the second floor of the shop with a rolling pin.

Yang Chaoyue looked up and saw the camera clamped behind the second-floor window through the hollow carvings.

As soon as he saw the camera, Yang Chaoyue suddenly became nervous: "Anything else?"

"There are plenty. There's probably one hidden in the well at the corner of the street. There's one in the straw pile on the donkey cart for the shot of the crowd watching. And there's also one hidden in the flagpole. The metal tube is hollow, so I used it for the overhead shot."

Jiang Yang activated his attributes and discovered the surrounding cameras one by one.

What caught him off guard was...

There was actually a miniature lens hidden in the beggar's ceramic bowl that the prop master gave to Yang Chaoyue. The color was the same as the ceramic bowl, and it was difficult to find without careful observation.

The ceramic bowl is being held by Yang Chaoyue, probably to film the MC guest giving alms to beggars.

Jiang Yang wanted to tell Yang Chaoyue about this, but when he turned around and saw her fingers tightly gripping the edge of the ceramic bowl, her knuckles turning white, and the copper coins in the bowl trembling and clinking with nervousness, he decided not to say it.

"Are you nervous?" Jiang Yang asked.

"No, I'm not nervous. I've rehearsed the scene several times. Why should I be nervous?"

Yang Chaoyue's Adam's apple rolled, the corners of his mouth formed a stiff arc, and he lowered his head and wiped the ceramic bowl vigorously with his dirty sleeves.

Such performance was within Jiang Yang's expectations.

It's normal. Today is the day when Yang Chaoyue performs seriously in front of the camera, and it's a scene where he interacts with the MC guest. If it weren't for him leading the way, ordinary extras wouldn't be able to get to this opportunity to appear on TV in multiple shots so smoothly.

Correspondingly, they also need to bear pressure that ordinary extras cannot bear.

As Cao Wei Street became noisy, focus pullers and PDs in plain clothes appeared on the street.

Yang Chaoyue seemed to have anticipated something. He leaned over to look and saw Huang Lei, who was wearing a turban, a short beard, a light blue linen gown, and black cloth shoes, turning into Cao Wei Street.

This is Zhuge Liang's outfit.

The cuffs and collar are embroidered with the Bagua pattern that fits the character of Huang Lei, the fortune teller.

The slit design on the back makes it easier for him to run and chase while interacting with other MC guests.

Holding a wooden goose feather fan with the "Go Fighting" logo printed on it.

Even though they had auditioned and rehearsed yesterday, and had just rehearsed the scene with Jiang Yang several times, when Huang Lei actually appeared on the street and heard the lively noise, Yang Chaoyue's heartbeat uncontrollably accelerated.

I was so nervous that my legs felt weak as if I was stepping on cotton.

She lowered her head and took deep breaths over and over again to adjust her mood.

Jiang Yang noticed something was wrong with Yang Chaoyue, put down the dough in his hand, and tried to persuade Yang Chaoyue: "Do you remember the plot that's going to be played next?"

"I remember." Yang Chaoyue looked troubled, picking at his nails unconsciously, "But I'm having a hard time getting into the right state now."

"Don't worry, we're near the end. Huang Lei is interacting with other extras and won't be here soon. We have plenty of time to prepare."

This was the first time that Yang Chaoyue was filmed with so many cameras.

She was not a professional and was just a factory girl a month ago. It was inevitable that she would feel anxious when she suddenly came to such a big scene.

This is normal.

What's more, he will have to interact with the MC guests in a while, so his mentality is inevitably unstable.

Each extra has a microphone clipped to their clothes for recording.

Before filming began, the coordinator told everyone that during the filming process, they were not allowed to say anything that was unrelated to their roles.

In principle, this is true.

Jiang Yang certainly wouldn't consider these issues of principle at the moment. The most important thing was to help Yang Chaoyue get into the role.

Before that, he felt it necessary to remind Yang Chaoyue: "After guiding you into the role state, you are likely to immerse yourself in the role state, find it difficult to break away from it, and suffer emotional backlash."

"Immersed in the role?" Yang Chaoyue didn't quite understand and his eyes were a little vague.

"To put it simply, I've confused reality with my role, and it's going to take me a while to get over it."

"Is it that serious?"

This was beyond Yang Chaoyue's understanding.

When acting, can you not distinguish reality from reality?

Brother Yang was serious and didn't seem to be joking.

At the moment, she couldn't think too much, because the MC guest from Caowei Street might arrive at any moment. When she saw the densely packed cameras on this street, she was so nervous that she said, "It's okay, Brother Yang, help me."

……

In the director's car.

Yan Min looked at the multi-screen splitter and noticed the panoramic shot of Cao Wei Street in the corner.

His sharp eyes sensed something unusual.

The proprietress, wearing a silver bracelet as a prop, scooped wine from a ceramic jar with a bamboo spoon.

There are extras playing the role of lacquerware craftsmen, painting red lacquer on wooden boxes at the entrance of the shop. Customers coming in and out naturally avoid the dripping lacquer.

There were extras playing weavers, weaving linen with their looms bent over their waists on the street corners, with dyed scraps of cloth piled at their feet.

All the extras are maintaining their own character settings.

There were two exceptions.

One is Jiang Yang who plays the noodle stall owner, and the other is Yang Chaoyue who plays the female beggar.

According to the character settings, Jiang Yang should be working hard to knead the dough at this time, and Yang Chaoyue should be sneaking around the noodle stall, waiting for the MC guest to come and interact.

But at this moment.

The two of them came to the noodle stall and chatted about something.

Chatting? That will cost you your salary!
Yan Min frowned slightly.

In this kind of situation, he would usually ask the stage manager to come over and give criticism and reminders.

However, he was impressed by Jiang Yang and Yang Chaoyue’s performance in the audition yesterday.

"Logically speaking, these two people shouldn't make such a mistake. Did something happen to them?"

Yan Min pointed to the image of Cao Wei Street in the corner of the multi-viewer and said to the director of photography, "Move this image to the main screen."

The image of Cao Wei Street is switched to the main screen.

The screen ratio is increased.

You can clearly and vividly see the activity trajectory of each extra, the sound reception is very good, the sound and picture are linked, and the tone is noisy.

"Zoom in again and focus on these two people." Yan Min pointed at the positions of Jiang Yang and Yang Chaoyue, and his brows suddenly jumped.

The picture zoomed in again and froze on the noodle stall near the end of the street.

The director of photography then noticed something was wrong: "It's those two extras who were slacking off and dating yesterday again."

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