Full-level Director

"Director Zheng's crew, I'll forget it, the style is different." Lin Juan declined with a smile.

Zheng Huatao is good at making romantic movies. He has only started to try blockbuster movies in recent years, but many years of shooting experience has formed a habit, and he likes to dig into emotions. This is the conclusion Lin Juan came to after watching several of his movies.

And Lin Juan's style.

It has always been known for its sharp rhythm. If a line can be solved in one sentence, it will never say the second sentence. Many details are left to the audience to savor. The styles of these two people are completely different from each other. , The second is also for the good of the movie.

But Zheng Huatao seemed to be determined, and persuaded again: "Film and television is all about diversity. Director Lin, you come here once in a while, let's exchange ideas."

Lin Juan raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Huatao. He was a little fat, and looked at him with a smile on his potato-like face.

Lin Juan was actually a little speechless at this moment, I was doing it for your own good, brother...

Forget it, since you are determined to communicate...

Then communicate.

Looking at each other for two seconds, Lin Juan smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Li Qingyu and said, "Qingyu, show me the script of this scene."

Li Qingyu saw the scene in front of her thoroughly, and without saying anything, she handed the script to Lin Juan, leaned over and pulled her hair, carefully pointed out the paragraphs in the script, and said, "This is the scene, fifty-two field."

"Okay." Lin Juan nodded, and then read the script carefully. Wu Jing has been mixing the script for so many years, and he has never experienced any scenes. He can tell at a glance that this is a contest between directors. Smoke a cigarette."

Not participating.

The two young actors were also thoughtful, they looked at each other, and stood silently without speaking.

Who can the two big brothers offend?

And here, Lin Juan closed his eyes after glancing at the script, and quickly simulated the plot in his mind.

For such a small scene, he doesn't even need to use the system...

Yes, he still has a system...

...

【Red Flame Star Grand Canyon Riwai】

【Attacked by the Red Flame Army】

[Wang Ye: Lie down! ! 】

[The four find a cover and lie down. 】

[Zhou Peng: Captain, there is an ambush among us! so many people! 】

【Wang Ye (loudly): I don't need you to tell me! Ready to breakout! 】

【Jiang Lian (crying): What to do, we can't go back. 】

[Li Xingyue: To the southeast, I see the weakest encirclement there. 】

【Jiang Lian: I can't, I dare not. 】

[Zhou Peng: No idea, I believe you can. 】

[Li Xingyue: Yes, Xiaolian, muster up your courage. 】

【…】

"Okay, let's go." Lin Juan got up, turned around and said to Li Qingyu with a smile.

As he got up, the aura of the whole person became different. If Guanghua was restrained before,

Like a piece of gentle jade, now he is full of aura, turning into the super director with a box office of tens of billions.

Originally, I also talked about other people's territory to be low-key, which is also a respect for the seniors, but now...

You made me dominate your crew...they all saw it...

I have gone through all the plots, scenes, and shots in my mind, so I have a plan in mind.

He smiled at Zheng Huatao, turned around and lifted the curtain and walked out, followed by the actors behind him.

...

"It's really Director Lin!!"

"Lin Juan is Li Qingyu's boyfriend, what's wrong with coming to visit the class?"

"I want to introduce myself to him."

"He's coming!!"

Seeing Lin Juan's figure, the extras were a little excited. This is Lin Juan, the director with the No. Killed...

"What is Director Lin doing?" Someone asked suspiciously.

After Lin Juan arrived at the set, he went straight to the on-set director. The on-set director was easy to identify. The one with the pocket around his waist, the script and the small speaker in his hand, was the on-set director who hadn't left.

The actors also gathered around him, listening to what he was saying, drawing a line from time to time, and communicating earnestly.

"No way, why did Director Lin come to direct the play? Where's Director Zheng? Could it be that he's being lazy?"

"Let Lin Juan direct this scene? My God, can I say that I have run a scene in Lin Juan's crew in the future?"

"Let's see if Director Lin will arrange for us later."

"..."

"So I don't need these lines. Let's express these lines with expressions. There is no time ink on the battlefield." Lin Juan seriously ordered, everyone nodded, and Wu Jing slapped his thigh: "That's right."

When watching movies, the main character is in the battlefield, the artillery is raging, and the smoke is everywhere, and then the main character stands there motionless and talks about love for a minute...

shit.

If you dare to stand for three seconds, your head will be shot.

"You guys get used to the new script first, and I'll arrange it."

After giving instructions to the actors, Lin Juan came to the pit where the extras were, and looked carefully.

The extra performers who made eye contact with him felt that they had never been so nervous in their life.

"Pyrotechnician, bury bombing points in these positions."

"..."

"Photography, here is a machine for me, plus a small rocker."

"After a while you will give a half panorama, and when Wang Ye is counting down, you will slowly move over to give a close-up..."

"Machine B..."

Lin Juan was completely busy. In fact, this scene is not difficult to say, how to take into account the tension and excitement while filming the characteristics and emotions of the leading actors.

For Lin Juan, it meant nothing.

After about 20 minutes, Lin Juan took a look at the audience. After 20 minutes, he even arranged the positions of the group performers and the follow-up reactions, and he did things methodically and carefully.

After confirming that there is no problem, he smiled and said to the on-site director: "We can start."

The on-site director looked in the direction of the air-conditioning shed, but there was no response there, so he shouted with a small speaker: "Everyone is ready, 3, 2, 1, start!"

"boom!"

A group of fiery fireworks kicked off.

Everyone had already hid in the location designated by Lin Juan before the camera shot started. Wu Jing looked serious and poked his head slightly to check, Cheng Yao began to show panic, and the other two were already fighting with their guns in their hands.

"What to do, we can't go back."

The first sentence was Cheng Yao's cry. Zheng Huatao, who was sitting in front of the monitor, looked serious. Was the rhythm so fast? The process of ambush is omitted, and it is directly a battle. The first line at the beginning is to disturb the morale of the army and aggravate the disadvantaged atmosphere.

"Captain." Huang Jing looked at Wu Jing with an anxious expression on his face. Wu Jing ignored him and was still looking for something, while Li Qingyu, who was wearing a ponytail and serious face, reported: "Captain, the enemy's firepower in the southeast is relatively weak, you can try to break through. "

"That's a trap." Wu Jing said in a deep voice,

"Then what should we do now?" Huang Jing asked anxiously.

"What should we do? Kill them, Zhou Peng, take a detour from the left, go to that hillside to find a favorable shooting position and wait for my news, Xingyue, take cover."

"No, let's go, it's impossible." Cheng Yao looked at them with tears all over her face, and looked at them in horror. Zhou Peng seemed to be trying to comfort her, but Wu Jing slapped Cheng Yao to the ground with a backhand. He was annoyed, and then roared: "What do you think this is? Let me tell you, this is a battlefield! You are carrying the Chinese flag! You are shaking the morale of the army now! Do you want us to be deserters?"

"No... no." Cheng Yao covered his face and his expression collapsed. Without saying a word, Wu Jing pulled out a pistol from the holster of his trousers thigh, opened the safety with his thumb, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at Cheng Yao: "Here you are now." Two options, either you start killing the enemy, or I shoot you."

"Don't!" Huang Jing anxiously wanted to rush over to stop him, but Li Qingyu raised his gun and aimed it at his forehead, with a serious expression, without the slightest hint of a joke.

Wu Jing didn't even lift his eyelids, and started to count down: "5."

"4."

"3."

As he counted down, everyone at the scene could feel the oppressive atmosphere. Zheng Huatao, who was sitting in the air-conditioned shed, was heartbroken and stared at the monitor intently.

I can't help but recall the lines of the previous script in my mind.

【You can do it for sure. 】

[As the captain, I will definitely bring you home safely, trust me. 】

【…】

He was suddenly startled.

Is this the gap between them?

Zheng Huatao was a little confused for a while.

"1."

"Ah!!!!" Cheng Yao suddenly let out a scream of collapse, picked up the gun and aimed at the expected enemy's position in front of him and kept shooting, with a blue flame coming out of the muzzle of the gun.

Wu Jing suddenly turned around and roared angrily: "Press up! Don't take a single step back!!!"

...

"Sister, are you okay?"

As soon as the play was over, Wu Jing hurriedly leaned over to help Cheng Yao, and the slap just now was crisp.

"It's okay." Cheng Yao shook her head and said, there were still tears in her eyes, she was completely drawn, Li Qingyu said amusedly: "I want you to be brave and ask Brother Jing to really beat you, Xiao Zi, hurry up and buy a bottle of ice water and come back. Ice the better.”

"I didn't control it well. I'm really sorry. Otherwise, brother Wu Jing invited you to dinner today, and you threw it away, or you whipped me too." Wu Jing seemed really guilty, and said again and again I'm sorry, he is a person who has practiced martial arts for decades, and his hands are not light or heavy. If he slaps a cute little girl on the face, who can bear it?

"It's okay, Brother Jing, I asked you to hit me, and I believe you didn't do it on purpose." Cheng Yao said with a smile, wiping tears while speaking.

"Oh hello, my face is blue, I'm really sorry, the acting was so cool, I couldn't control it." Wu Jing looked annoyed, and looked at Cheng Yao with some distress, at this age, and a man with a family Who would have thought that one day he would feel sorry for a little girl...

"Let's take a look at the effect." Lin Juan's voice came from not far away. He stood next to seat A, turned to Cheng Yao with a smile on his face and said, "Your slap was not in vain."

Everyone walked towards him after hearing it, and after a while, there were bursts of exclamations.

"Wow, Brother Jing, Yaoyao, you did a really good job in this scene, too."

"Your slap is really not in vain."

"Brother Jing, this shot is definitely an actor-level performance."

"I was really distressed. I felt something was wrong when I smoked it, and I didn't dare to stop."

While chatting, Huang Jing suddenly said in doubt: "Eh? Why hasn't Director Zheng made any movement yet?"

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