Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 61 What did he do before? He is a talented person.
The script supervisor said this kindly and left.

Why did this reporter suddenly become so easy to talk to... Jiang Yang noticed the change in the other person's expression.

It was definitely not because he noticed the change in Yang Chaoyue's expression. After all, the main responsibility of the stage manager assigned to the end of the street was to maintain discipline.

However, his and Yang Chaoyue's behavior just now was obviously not in line with discipline.

Who said what into the stage manager's headset?
Director Kang or Director Yan?
unimportant.

Jiang Yang patted Yang Chaoyue's shoulder and pointed to the alley behind them: "Remember your emotions just now. Go to the alley and immerse yourself in them. According to the plot, when Huang Lei comes, you will come out of the alley. It's okay to be nervous. If you mess up, call me."

"Don't be nervous, Brother Yang, I'm not nervous anymore."

Yang Chao jumped up, weakly grasping the broken pottery bowl, maintaining the posture of a beggar, with floating steps and a hunched back, as he walked into the alley.

The noise of the street market has calmed down a little.

Yang Chaoyue squatted against the wall, hugged her knees, and recalled Jiang Yang's words to guide her emotions.

She was still immersed in the state of a beggar.

She picked up a few dead leaves on the ground, pretending that they were the money she had snatched from others in a fight on the street, and bought medicinal herbs for her father's treatment at the pharmacy.

I looked up and imagined the brick wall in front of me as the rammed earth wall of my own home, with a few clumps of withered yellow grass growing out of the cracks.

The ground was littered with crushed pottery shards and moldy straw, and the faint sobbing of refugees could be heard in the distance.

Pushing the door open, I saw a bare house.

She weakly but happily told her father that she had earned money and bought medicinal herbs.

Daddy was lying on a moldy straw mat, with his body tilted to one side. His thighs were so thin that you could see the bones, and the skin on his arms was so thin that only a layer of skin was left. He tilted his head and trembled his lips weakly, but I couldn't hear what he said.

She crushed the herbs, lit a fire and boiled the medicine, then used the broken pottery bowl she had begged for to hold the boiled medicine and came to her father.

Daddy didn't have the strength to stand up, he just looked at her with unfocused eyes.

She blew the medicine to cool it down and fed it to her father carefully.

The bitter taste of the medicine mixed with the musty smell of straw rushed into my nostrils, and my father's hands were as cold as dead branches.

She trembled and tried to pry open her father's lips, but only felt a layer of stiff skin.

At that moment, she heard the sound of her heart breaking, and it seemed as if the whole world was left with only the ripples of the medicine in the ceramic bowl.

Daddy is dead.

I have no relatives in this world.

I'm dying too.

The sound of a hard slap on the cheek echoed in the alley.

Yang Chaoyue slapped himself hard, again and again.

The slap landed on his face with great force and his eyes were empty.

No one saw this female extra immersed in the role of a beggar, living a desperate and painful life in this war-torn era.

In addition to the ceramic bowl in his hand, there is a miniature camera whose color blends into the bowl wall.

There was silence in the director's van.

Yang Chaoyue was immersed in the role, and the sound of slapping was particularly clear.

This was a design that was not in the script for the female beggar during the audition, but it fits the beggar's despair better than any other lines.

"This girl named Yang Chaoyue is very spiritual. If she persists, there will be hope for a bright future."

Yan Min came back to his senses and said, "Save this clip. We can edit it into the extras compilation later."

Done.

He pointed at Jiang Yang who was kneading dough and said, "And him too. The process of Jiang Yang guiding Yang Chaoyue into the role should also be recorded. Huang Lei is almost at Cao Wei Street. Adjust a shot to specifically film Jiang Yang. The whole process should be recorded."

It is actually a waste to adjust a lens specifically to shoot a group actor alone.

Because it will squeeze the shooting space of other extras.

This was the first time Yan Min made such an arrangement.

At Dragon TV, he basically participated in the production of variety shows. He didn't know much about acting and was considered a half-layman.

Even so, it can be seen that Yang Chaoyue is feeling the state of the role of the female beggar.

From tension to relaxation, then collapse, and finally immersion, the emotional progression step by step was all completed under Jiang Yang's guidance.

Tang Shuliang, the casting director of Canxing, signed this young extra who definitely knows how to act.

It's a treasure.

Maybe it will bring a lot of surprises to the show.

At this moment, Jiang Yang seemed to hear some movement in the alley behind him. He put down the dough in his hand and turned to look.

"Pay attention to Jiang Yang and see what he will do!" Yan Min opened his eyes wide: "Jiang Yang should be able to immerse himself in the role easily."

There was silence in the director's van.

Jiang Yang saw Yang Chaoyue slapping him repeatedly, and he murmured in relief, "What kind of lotion is this? It's so hard to absorb." Yan Min's eyebrows twitched, "Is his heart made of iron? How can he say such a thing?"

Jiang Yang did not disturb Yang Chaoyue and continued to knead the dough. At the same time, he paid attention to the movement at the street intersection. Judging from the time, Huang Lei should be here soon.

This was the first time that Yang Chaoyue immersed himself in a role, which was completely different from his state as a waiter in the Canxing audition store half a month ago.

It is also a necessary path for actors.

All beginnings are hard.

Take the first step and the rest will be much easier.

Most importantly, he heard the system prompt:

[Under your care, Yang Chaoyue's acting skills have improved. You have received feedback, and his acting skills have increased by +1.]

Half an hour later.

Huang Lei, dressed in a theatrical costume, was carrying out his main mission and arrived at the intersection of Cao Wei Street.

The PD followed and filmed Huang Lei's every move, and the focus puller kept the camera in focus on Huang Lei.

"Will this thing appear in the Three Kingdoms period?"

Huang Lei came to a fruit stall, picked up a cherry tomato from a ceramic jar, shook it in front of the camera, and then put it in his mouth:
"It tastes really good to eat fruit from two thousand years later."

"Pay your money, sir," shouted the boss of the extras' stall.

"What are you paying for? Cherry tomatoes shouldn't even be on your stall. If Hong Lei were here, he'd ask you if the cherry tomatoes are ripe, and then destroy your stall regardless of whether they are ripe or not."

Turn around and leave.

Huang Lei saw a noodle stall not far away.

He pulled out a card from his pocket and showed it to the camera: "The mission requires me to eat a bowl of noodles to experience the noodle making process of this era. There happens to be a noodle stall here. Let's go and take a look."

In the director's car.

Yan Min looked at the multi-viewer and said to the director of photography, "Zoom in on Huang Lei's shot. He's at Jiang Yang and Yang Chaoyue's noodle stall. The interaction between these two extras and Huang Lei is planned. It might make for a good show."

Huang Lei came to the noodle stall and took a look at the young man who was kneading the dough.

He was wearing a rough, whitish-colored hemp cloth shirt with a tie on the right lapel. The cuffs had been dyed grayish-yellow by flour, and there was flour on his right shoulder.

A piece of coarse linen was tied around his waist, the edges of which were frayed, revealing fine threads.

The lower body is dressed in loose trousers tied at the ankles with cloth straps.

Wearing straw sandals, the soles were stained with dried mud.

The wings of the nose are painted with burnt yellow makeup.

Huang Lei was just about to chat with Jiang Yang about the main storyline, but after looking at Jiang Yang's outfit, he felt something unusual.

He said to the camera: "This young man's clothes are very suitable for the image of a noodle stall owner. Ordinary people may not be able to see the details. I can't say what the history is like, anyway, I think that noodle stall owners in the Three Kingdoms period would dress like this."

"Look everyone, his cuffs are tied tightly with cloth to prevent them from getting stained with soup."

"The piece of burlap around the waist can be removed at any time to beat flour."

"The loose trouser legs on the lower body make it convenient for squatting and kneading the dough."

"The uppers of the straw sandals were covered in dry flour, which looked like it was caused by standing and kneading dough for a long time."

"The burnt yellow on the sides of the nose is caused by long-term exposure to fire and smoke. Look how realistic the makeup is."

"And the flour marks on the boy's shoulders look like they were caused by resisting a flour sack."

……

Yan Min, who was in the director's car, originally thought that Huang Lei wanted to pick on the thorns created by the extras' makeup to create a show effect.

After listening to every word, I realized that Huang Lei was not joking this time, but was making serious comments.

Of course, he would not interfere with such trivial matters as extras' makeup, which was usually done by the makeup director.

He opened a WeChat group chat for a program team, where the director of each team was, and sent a message:
"The look of the Cao Wei street noodle stall owner is well designed. Huang Lei is a graduate student supervisor at the Beijing Film Academy and a chef himself. To be praised so highly, you must have put a lot of effort into it. Did you do it yourself? @MakeupInstructor."

Makeup Director: "Director Yan, this makeup was not done by me. It should be done by another stylist in our group."

Yan Min: "Who did it? Ask."

five minutes later.

The makeup instructor received a message in the group: "There is no makeup artist in my group to do Jiang Yang's makeup. A makeup assistant said that Jiang Yang did his own makeup. The female beggar Yang Chaoyue who was rehearsing with Jiang Yang also had her makeup and styling done by Jiang Yang."

Looking at the makeup director's reply, Yan Min was a little stunned.

Jiang Yang did his own makeup?
Oh, by the way, it seems that Jiang Yang also did the makeup for Yang Chaoyue as a female beggar during the audition yesterday.

I originally just thought that this guy was very knowledgeable about makeup techniques, but now it seems that since Huang Lei can't find any fault with him, it means that he knows more than just the basics.

If every extra could have makeup like Jiang Yang, the audience would feel more involved.

"What did this guy do before? Was he a makeup assistant for another crew? He's quite talented."

(End of this chapter)