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Chapter 162 Give them the truth (2)

How do you think you have good acting skills?

——Image shaping.

A good actor should play like a hooligan, play a beggar, play an emperor, play an emperor, such as Fu Dalong, Feng Yuanzheng, Leung Ka Fai, etc., instead of playing Emperor Ama, he looks like an emperor, and when playing Yang Xiao, he looks like an emperor.

Apart from some subjective impressions, it is said that an actor, Jin Shijie, played Wei Zhongxian in "The Embroidered Spring Sword", and in a few dozen seconds, he performed the kind of downturn and madness of a treacherous minister after losing his power.

An actor's acting skills are also related to the director, but there are too many roles in a drama, so the director cannot cover everything. There are many ways to perform by the actors themselves and if they think through it thoroughly, they are a qualified actor.

In fact, the audience is very forgetful, so as long as the actor reflects the character's personality when the conflict between key events appears in the story and presents the conflict between events naturally and flexibly, then it will be successful.

In acting, Django cares more about details, one's eyes, one smile, one frowns, etc. To make these accurate is also a reflection of good acting skills.

Just like just now, facing five or six buckets of rotten soy water, including discarded vegetables before cooking, fish and other scraps, leftovers leftovers leftovers left by customers, maggots, and human body corpses in the case, there was no physiological reaction at all. Normal?

Yes, although forensics have professional training and have extraordinary resistance, they cannot look as normal under the dual impact of vision and smell.

After hearing Qin Shiyue's words, Zhang Jun, Lin Yu and several extras who played policemen all understood.

"One more!" Django exited the venue and returned to the monitor.

"Each team is ready!" Huang Tao ordered everyone to take action.

"The third scene, the fifth mirror, action!"

[Qin Shiyue took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, walked towards the bucket and said to the police C: "Brother, hand a spoon." She fished it up in the bucket.]

"Click!"

Django shook his head and smiled, saying, "Shi Yue, the drama has passed, it's a bit fake."

The feeling of shame instantly invaded Qin Shiyue. She lowered her head and blushed.

Django saw it and encouraged, "It's okay, adjust it again, and be more natural when performing it, don't be so deliberate."

Qin Shiyue nodded and made quick adjustments.

She is a newbie actor, but after filming an in-situ scene for a few days, under the guidance of Huang Tao, combined with what she learned in the actor training class, she gradually got better, and was much better than many people who acted for the first time.

At least, there is no sign of too much immatureness in acting.

The same goes for Lin Yu.

Zhang Jun, who has experience in drama performances, is one level better than the two of them.

A few minutes later, and then again.

As a result, it was still interrupted by Django's "click", and there was still a problem.

"It's too strict?"

"Yes, this set of shots is less than a minute, so the audience will not pay attention to these details."

"It's a little bit nitpicking."

"Are you just a crowd actor? It's so strange that some directors can shoot more than a dozen lines in a few words."

"This is a bit less. I was on the same crew before, and there was a new actress who filmed a scene for three days, and had more than 100 shots in total."

"It's too exaggerated."

...

The extras next to him started to talk, and the newcomer listened to the old guys telling their experiences in surprise.

There are many directors who have high requirements for details, such as Jiang Wen, who was filming "Evil Do Not Suppress the Righteousness", had a scene that was revised about a hundred times.

Django's fine route is to nitpick, and the concept of "almost" is not in his shooting dictionary.

Two more episodes came to the scene, but Qin Shiyue's interpretation was still almost felt.

Django called the props and ordered: "You go to the restaurant next to you to borrow a bucket of slurry, preferably it's best to leave it for a while, the fresh smell is not enough."

Really!

Huang Tao was secretly smacking his tongue next to him and sweated for Qin Shiyue. The difference between props and real people was very big. A girl with a good family background like her may not be able to bear it.

The props were honest and asked several nearby restaurants.

It happened that one of them had been closed for two days and there was a bucket of slurry that had not been able to deal with. He felt like he had found a treasure and went to the back alley to bring it over.

"Oh, good guy, this smell!"

A stinking smell was smelled from afar, and the extras leaned against each other, leaving a wide road.

The props strode and rushed over with a bucket.

Huang Tao quickly reminded: "Slow down, don't spread the ground!"

The props master couldn't wait. He was holding his breath and came to the venue in two steps in three steps, put down the bucket, turned around and took a few breaths before turning back: "Mr. Jiang, do you think this is OK?"

Django couldn't help but give him a thumbs up and said, "Very good."

"Very~"

Qin Shiyue looked into the bucket and immediately started to retching.

The two men, Zhang Jun and Lin Yu, also frowned. It was really a double impact of vision and smell.

Django is fine, his body is spoiled, but his soul is not.

He walked up, picked up the spoon, scooped a full spoon in the bucket, and poured it into the prop bucket.

Then, he said to the prop master: "It's OK, I'll give the rest back to others. Remember to say thank you."

Props: "…"

What can I do? I quickly left with the bucket.

Django handed a tissue to Qin Shiyue and said caringly: "Can you bear it?"

Qin Shiyue took a deep breath, nodded and said, "I can."

Django said with admiration: "Then do it again, and suppress it a little bit, after all, your identity in the play is a forensic doctor."

Qin Shiyue replied: "Well, I understand."

Start again.

Qin Shiyue entered the state, snatched, looked, said lines, stuffed toilet paper into her nose, and then snatched, looked, said lines.

"Click, perfect!"

This time I shouted, there was no problem, it was the filming of this scene.

Django smiled and gave Qin Shiyue a thumbs up. There were very few young actresses like this who were not spoiled. Some even had to post a blog to sell miserable things when they were bitten by mosquitoes. Not to mention that she was asked to make money in the play, she was really cheap and smelly.

Qin Shiyue's cross-border actor made a request for herself, not to make a "varnish".

What is this little thing?

Now, everyone understands why Django is serious. With a small detail adjustment, Qin Shiyue's facial expression and reaction are real and natural, which makes the viewer feel empathetic.

One word, amazing.

For Qin Shiyue, Lin Yu and Zhang Jun, although the wait was not Django's one-hour drama talk, he also benefited a lot because this drama has many heavy-tasting plots and knows how to act.
Chapter completed!
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