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Chapter 102

"I usually listen to classical music more," Shao Si said, looking in front of the mirror, raising his hand to straighten the earrings on his right ear. "I listened less pop music, even your songs. I haven't heard much, but I heard a little."

This man's ability to chat with him is perfect.

When two people who are not familiar with each other are the most taboo when they first get in touch with each other, the most taboo thing is "offense". In this regard, Shao Si has always controlled very well, and what should be said and what should not be said, how heavy should be said and how shallow it is.

Xu Huanyang indeed said a few more words to him: "The music from the Baroque period left a deep impression on me, gorgeous and complex, and a kind of freedom is revealed from the layers of confinement."

Shao Si: "…"

He didn't know any Baroque, he was all nonsense just now.

What is a singer in the pop music world doing so deeply about classical music?

Shao Si's mind turned: "Well, although classical music developed more freely in the later period, the music of the Baroque period always had its own unique feature."

Upon hearing this, Xu Huanyang nodded in agreement: "It's the same as I thought."

He just followed what Xu Huanyang said just now and continued to say a few nonsense. Who would have thought that Xu Huanyang would develop some professional topics based on this topic? Shao Si's head hurts a little, and while dealing with it, he still turned his wrist and looked at the time.

There are still more than ten minutes left.

Fortunately, Zhu Li came in time, so he stood at the door and knocked on the door, and then said directly: "Huan Yang, come out and the director will tell you something. Mr. Wei is here and give the position to Mr. Wei."

Shao Si looked up and felt that this little fat man looked a little pleasing.

Zhu Li only felt that the fresh actor who had just come out looked at him with inexplicably eager eyes. He felt a little scared for a moment, and shouted again: "...Huan Yang!"

So Xu Huanyang stood up and walked towards the door.

Zhu Li turned sideways and asked Xu Huanyang to go out first, then he brought him to the door. When closing the door, he said politely: "Mr. Shao, let's go down and prepare first, and I hope this time we can have a happy cooperation."

“Happy cooperation.”

There were only makeup artists and Shao Si in the dressing room, and there were staff members who opened the door from time to time and walked in to look for props everywhere.

Only then did Shao Si notice the message Gu Yanzhou sent him.

[Gu Yanzhou]: The group of reporters squatting at the door of your shooting site have sent people to dismiss him, parking illegally, and each person will be fined. Just in case, you will still leave from h0u'me:n when you come back.

[Gu Yanzhou]: Also, don’t talk much to the singer.

Shao Si leaned on the chair and replied casually: Hum? Which one sang?

It took Gu Yanzhou half a minute to come back: Don’t pretend to be stupid, you praised the one who sang nicely and dedicatedly.

Shao Si: Do I smell a scent of vinegar?

Gu Yanzhou: You are right.

Shao Si: OK, then I will praise you too. What do you want to hear? I think, how can you be so good at having a big body?

The makeup artist is only twenty-five or twenty-six years old and looks very nervous and doesn't dare to look at him too much.

In her eyes, the man's expression was quite cold since he entered the door. Even though he was chatting with the God of Song just now, he had four big words "Don't be close to a strange person" on his face. Now he suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, relaxed and softened a little for no reason.

Of course, she didn't dare to sneak a glance at the screen of other people's mobile phones, so she could only endure curiosity. After she finished changing, she packed up the things scattered on the table and said, "Look at what's going on, do you have any requirements?"

Shao Si looked at her and smiled at her for the first time: "That's it, thank you for your hard work."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no," the makeup artist shook his hand.

This Mr. Wei is a big shot specially invited by the organizer.

He is an old actor. In his early years, he participated in many classic works, most of which were adapted from classic works. In addition, he is also an Internet celebrity.

I have opened Weibo in a keeping pace with the times and posted jokes every day. I am a joke writer.

Even now that I am old and have fewer acting careers, my popularity has not diminished.

After a few minutes, an old man who was about 80 years old came in.

Li Guangzong followed Mr. Wei and respectfully said: "You should slow down. I was really embarrassed just now, I was so offensive..."

Shao Si looked at Li Guangzong inexplicably and thought to himself that this man had become such a virtue when he came out to go to the toilet. Then he stood up and bowed slightly and said, "Hello Mr. Wei."

The old actor nodded slightly at Shao Si, then sat down and closed his eyes. It seemed that he was in a hurry. The makeup artist helped him deepen his wrinkles very quickly.

Li Guangzong then whispered to Shao Si: "I'm so scared. This old man didn't lock the door when he got on a large scale. I was anxious and kicked it open... Embarrassing, can you understand, it's so embarrassing."

Shao Si: "I can't understand. Don't tell me about such embarrassing things in the future. As your father, I can't raise my head."

After the wrinkles around him deepened, Mr. Wei opened his eyes and smiled at Shao Si: "I recognize you. The young people are really good now. When I was at your age, my acting skills were far from this level. It's great that generations of talents emerged."

Li Guangzong took a look at the words: "You are too modest. An old artist like you are rare. I have admired you since I was a child and grew up watching your drama."

Shao Si lowered his voice: "What are you doing?"

Li Guangzong turned his head and said, "Please flatter and make up for it."

Mr. Wei looked around and said, "Where is the little Huangying? Why didn't he see her?"

The makeup artist said: "She came early, earlier than the God of Song. She changed her clothes and ran out to wander around - the child couldn't stay idle for a quarter of an hour. She said that the outdoor scenery was very beautiful and wanted to pick two flowers."

Little Huangying is a famous child star. She is exactly six and a half years old this year. The child went on stage to participate in a children's singing competition at the age of three. Because she looks lively and cute and her singing voice is crisp and beautiful, netizens gave her such a nickname.

It seems that Mr. Wei likes this little Huangying very much, so he asked her as soon as he came.

"I was still a judge in the Children's Star Competition before. At that time, the little Huang Ying was only at my knees and she sang so loudly when she opened her voice." Old Wei smiled and explained, "I am not afraid of people at all. I have been missing her for more than three years."

Huang Ying kept squatting in the flower bed downstairs. At first, she was looking for flowers, but later she found a butterfly. When the camera started, she refused to come down: "I just looked at a little butterfly, white, so beautiful."

Where can there be butterflies in the middle of winter? This child is not so dazzling. The staff can only say: "When the filming is over, let's help you find the butterflies."

Shao Si glanced at them from afar. As soon as he walked over, the director whispered the script and called him: "Hey—you come, I'm going to find you."

"This is the design we have. You should look for the feeling and have the vitality of young people." The director spread out the script and read the words with the bold and black marks in the brackets again, "Perfect."

Shao Si glanced at him: "I know, I read the script when I came."

The director is very straightforward: "I know you have seen it, but I'm just afraid that you will be too cold and that you won't be able to jump up."

“…”

Shao Si: "Although I do think this action is designed very silly, I still have basic professional qualities."

The director was silent for two seconds, and the thousands of words eventually turned into an ok gesture.

Shao Si walked to the position he had set before and was about to stand. When he left, he asked casually: "Director, why didn't you call the God of Song just now for this?"

Director Erzhang was confused and reacted for a while before answering: "You said Xu Huanyang? Did I call him?...I didn't look for him."

The new shots are easy to shoot. As long as the music starts, they will jump forward, and each person will take turns singing a paragraph until the end point marked by the white line.

It is the connection between the four people's rotation singing process and the speed under their feet.

As soon as the soundtrack started, the camera elder brother carried the camera and took a backward shot.

The little yellow oriole took the lead, jumping around, swinging its ponytail left and right, and its legs alternately sang back and forth, and opened its mouth and sang a sentence from its mouth: "We are gathered here, we cheer, we dance. On the barren soil, our dreams sprout."

Next was Xu Huanyang. The first time I heard him sing a live version, although the surrounding environment was noisy, his iconic singing style was still unforgettable. His tone is much more mature than that in the past.

In the face of this overwhelming singing skills, there is only Shao Si - who is too confident and can still show his singing skills without changing his face after the singer finishes singing.

The song was pretty good, but the movements of several people were not connected.

The two young and old danced together, and the jumping movements were not uniform, which led to NG several times.

Finally, the director stood up and waved his hand: "Go here first and take a break. I just recorded the version and felt that it was OK. We will come back for the last time later. We will try to go further on the previous basis and let's break up first."

The agent of the little Huangying is her aunt, a family. When the director shouted "Card", she rushed over to find her aunt: "I want to go to the bathroom... Don't follow me, I just want to go by myself."

Her aunt had just walked out for two steps, and she stopped hearing this, smiled and pinched her little face, and patted her butt: "Our little Huangying is really grown up, then you go, aunt is waiting for you here."

After her sixth birthday, the child became very strong. I don’t know if it was because her family joked that she had grown up.

Anyway, the toilet is not far from here, just a hundred meters away, so nothing will happen.

Seeing the little Huangying running towards the toilet, Mr. Wei smiled and said, "It's the same as when he was a child, and it hasn't changed at all. It's time for the first grade soon? The grades must be not bad either."

Her aunt scolded her and said, "Where do I don't like to learn, and she even feels a headache when teaching her arithmetic and English words."

The child hurriedly ran to the toilet, but ran into someone at the door. She was about to look up, but the man held her head tightly.

Her eyes could only look straight forward, and she couldn't look up.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean it."
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