"Don't mention eating a few rotten watermelons for you, I haven't paid for eating restaurants in the city."

"You are having fun now, be careful to get a list for the next year."

"Stop." Wang Shaobai grabbed his hair: "This part is not good. You are a little bit short of feeling, a little bit short of it."

"Director, is it an expression? Or a tone?"

"No," Wang Shaobai shook his head, frowned and sat on the stool, thinking: "I just almost felt that I can't say it. Let's take a break and drink some water. It's a bit sunny these two days."

All departments of the actors and drama affairs put down their equipment and found a place to sit down and drink water, and gathered together in groups of three or three to talk.

This is a brand new crew. In addition to the old directors who came from Junying, some staff from the academy are all newcomers. The directors are new and the actors are new, and they are all trying and learning.

Everyone went to rest. Wang Shaobai called Huang Ke and Yang Xiaoshan over, and the three of them sat together on the ground, smoking cigarettes to discuss.

"Do you feel anything?"

"I feel pretty good." Yang Xiaoshan grabbed his scalp and used the script as a fan to fan the wind. Sun Li and Ma Rui went to the southern Yunnan crew, and the three of them were together here.

"I feel like something is short."

Huang Ke nodded with a straw pole in his mouth: "Actually, I had that feeling yesterday, but I couldn't say it, but I still lack experience. Why don't you call Yanming and ask?"

"Why would you ask Director Sun first?" Yang Xiaoshan looked at the military film director who was resting aside. The old director is old and has a little hot at noon these days, and he is a little in energy.

"It's useless to ask me," Director Sun took down the straw hat on his face and waved his hand, sat upright and said, "I'm old and have more experience on the set than you. There's no problem with coordinating the staff and equipment.

But you still have to think about how to shoot the specific one. I can’t speak. Although I have read the script, I am old and cannot keep up with the times. The filming we made at that time was different from now.”

"Uncle, what were you like at that time?" Yang Xiaoshan handed a cigarette and sat down next to the old director. He asked.

"At that time, it's hard to say, the times are different. How to say it? Our performances at that time are actually more like the current dramas and stage plays. They are not exactly the same, but they are almost the same.

That is, the actors are more vigorous, their movements, eyes, speech, and expressions are a little exaggerated, hard, in terms of cameras, there are more characters and close-up scenes, but their skills are not good at that time.

At that time, the equipment used foot basins, and the technology was similar. They were all learned from others. Sometimes they had to ask others to come here to guide or take photos.

I tell you, the person who is not bad at the foot basin, adds yellow filters to our photos, and the photos are ugly and old, but there is nothing I can do at that time. His skills are not as good as others and he is backward.

Now, we also have our own technology and school to cultivate talents. You have to work harder and try to cover them up in the future and boost your energy.”

"What is yellow and green?" Huang Ke asked.

"Yellow filters, earthy yellow filters. When shooting movies and photos, you have to add filters depending on the situation. The lens will be color-shifted, and you need to use filters to make up."

"That uncle, how do you feel about the photo taken just now?"

"I think it's okay, the actors are much more mature now than we were back then."

"But why do I just feel that something is missing? It's not that I'm not that I'm not acting well, it's just that I feel a little awkward."

Three actors of the scene came over: "Director, what's going on?"

"I can't say it, I just feel that I'm short of things. There's no problem with your acting, so don't be too careful." Wang Shaobai rubbed his face, feeling a little ill.

When a director is serious, he will easily lose the understanding of what a person is serious about.

It’s like when you are usually forgetting how to write a certain word, or if someone’s name is just not remembered. Most people can’t think of it, and don’t think of it anymore, but those who are serious will be uncomfortable.

The more I can't think of it, the more I can't control myself.

"Director, two cars came outside and said they were looking for you." A drama club ran over.

"Who?" Wang Shaobai turned his head and looked at the import side.

This place was sealed for shooting, and local villagers and police officers were invited to help maintain order.

"It's your classmate, his surname is Zhang."

"Secret Zhang?" Wang Shaobai stood up and patted his butt and walked towards the entrance.

"Brother Yanming is here?" Yang Xiaoshan jumped up and trotted over Wang Shaobai and ran over.

Because he took the money and the superiors also had instructions, the police officers responsible for watching the imports were very responsible, and Zhang Yanming didn't bother him. It was a good thing for others to do their duty and be grateful.

"Brother Yanming," Yang Xiaoshan ran to the front and shouted, saying to the police: "Brother Hou, this is our director, come to visit the set."

"Oh, sorry." The policeman apologized to Zhang Yanming with a smile.

"No, you are polite, I have to thank you for being so responsible." Zhang Yanming reached out and shook hands with the police, and said to Zhang Yongguang: "Carry two boxes of drinks over to quench your thirst for the two comrades."

He bought a lot of drinks, mineral water and other things.

Zhang Yongguang went to the car behind and pulled two boxes and brought them to the side.

"No, no, it should be." The policeman was a little embarrassed.

"Don't be polite, it's quite hard here." Zhang Yanming and the two policemen nodded, and slapped Wang Shaobaihuangke with the passing of him. Several people walked into the set. Zhang Yongguang and the security guard drove in behind.

"Just just as you were calling you, you arrived. Is this a conscience?" Yang Xiaoshan asked with a smile.

"What's wrong? Is there any trouble?"

"Yes, I just felt like something was almost there, but I couldn't say it. There was no problem with the actors. I just felt that there was something missing." Wang Shaobai nodded and breathed a little depressedly.

After dividing the beverages, mineral water and other things, Zhang Yanming went over to say hello to Director Sun, said a few words of thanks, and the four of them sat aside.

“Where have you been photographed now?”

"I've eaten watermelon in the county. I've taken it several times."

Zhang Yanming thought for a while, turned his head and looked at several actors: "Why don't you come again? Let's see, I don't know what you say that."

So the machine was put up again, the lights were received in place, and the actors came again. Without real shots, they just went on the show.

"Look, that's it. Actually, there seems to be no problem. I just feel that something is missing, but I can't think of it. My head is blocked, and it's buzzing." Wang Shaobai slapped his head a few times.

Zhang Yanming touched his chin and looked at the three actors for a while, and waved to them and shouted them over.

The starring actor is a thirteen-year-old boy with his surname Sha and a relative of Yang Xiaoshan's family. He calls Yang Xiaoshan uncle. He is quite smart, but he has no annoying problems.

The Tao boy is not the naughty kids who later became later. He also grew up being beaten up since childhood. He has a bottom line and understands things.

The actors who play Lao Luo and the translator are from the Junying side.
Chapter completed!