Superstars of Tomorrow

Mo Lang couldn't believe it, but he didn't want to look at people in a bad light. Fang Zhao's previous work "A Hundred Years of Extinction" was still very good.

"Fang Zhao, what is his background? Does he have any special experience?" Mo Lang asked one of the assistants.

That assistant was in charge of sorting out all kinds of information for Mo Lang on weekdays.

Hearing Mo Lang's question, the assistant immediately replied: "Fang Zhao is young, but he does have more special experiences than others."

"Oh?" Mo Lang was really curious this time.

He generally doesn't care about things outside the scope of art. Zha Fangzhao only checked the composition aspect before, and didn't care about other things at all. But now, Fang Zhao has too many doubts here.

The assistant helped Mo Lang sort out Fang Zhao's information before, so now he can answer quickly. After Fang Zhao graduated, he made his debut with "Hundred Years of Destruction", became a blockbuster in the game, and then served in the military. The important things, briefly told to Mo Lang, were all reported by the media.

Mo Lang's complexion changed back and forth, he was surprised, sighed, and dissatisfied, "He's going to act?!"

"Yes, according to the information I found, he was the historical consultant for "Genesis of Yanzhou". He was also invited by the music team. Later, he also competed for the role of "Fang Zhao". The role is very important, and he is still often filming on the set."

"No wonder he only submitted the draft once!" Mo Lang disapproved of composers acting in film and television dramas. Wouldn't it be better to put more focus on creation?

However, Fang Zhao here is justifiable.

Don't act old, even if Mo Lang is not an actor and hasn't followed the drama, he knows how difficult it is! However, Fang Zhao won other powerful veteran actors and won the role. He has not changed people yet, so he knows that there is no problem with his acting skills.

"so……"

Mo Lang looked at the manuscript in his hand and whispered softly.

"If this kid is too deep into the drama, he may not be able to make such a work... If so... What an amazing talent!"

Hearing Fang Zhao's experience, Mo Lang believed that Fang Zhao created this work independently.

Thinking of something, Mo Lang suddenly got up and went back to the work room, pulled out the script file, and turned to the story time marked on Fang Zhao's manuscript.

"Yanzhou chapter...the ninth season...ah, here! Why did you vote here?"

The song is neither strong nor sad. It is different from other people's style, but it has an extra...

Mo Lang's lips trembled several times, and suddenly he slapped the table excitedly: "Yes! That's it!"

The four assistants standing outside were heartbroken and wanted to say something: Take it easy! Calm down, don't get too excited!

After all, getting old and exhausting, the four assistants are particularly worried about Mr. Mo's physical condition. Once this one gets involved, he doesn't care about anything, especially after retirement, forgetting to eat and sleep is common, and he once starved himself to death in order to create repeatedly. Now here, the four assistants are also guarding in turn, afraid that if one is not careful, this one will lose consciousness.

Mo Lang was still inside, and he didn't know what he was whispering to himself. The four assistants couldn't hear clearly, but seeing Mo Lang was so excited that his hands were shaking, and his old face was glowing with a radiant glory.

Having been with Mr. Mo for so long, they couldn't remember the last time Mr. Mo was so excited, but now, they were so excited because of a manuscript of music score submitted by Fang Zhao.

Mo Lang took a deep breath, and said to his assistant, "Notify Fang Zhao, let him come to my place!"

After speaking, Mo Lang flipped through the address book and called Roman, the chief director of the crew.

Roman has been battered these two days, the more the filming progresses, not to mention the pressure on the actors, he himself is as busy as a spinning top all day long, wishing to divide one person into two, the dark circles under his eyes are much thicker, and his temper is even worse than before. Irritable, with a dark face all day long.

At this time, Roman was training people. A certain big-name actor secretly drank some wine yesterday, and added a temporary shooting task today. His mental state could not keep up, and he made frequent mistakes. He happened to be caught by Roman. Hit the muzzle.

Just as he was furious, Roman heard his portable phone ringing. The phone equipped inside the venue, the notification sound was from someone who had to answer it.

Taking out the phone from his pocket, Roman's angry expression subsided slightly, and he went to the tea room to answer it, and his tone became respectful: "Old Mo? What? Are you asking Fang Zhao?"

Roman originally thought that Mo Lao called to talk about the soundtrack of a certain scene, but he didn't expect to ask Fang Zhao.

"That's right, that kid is still filming...Recently? There have been a lot fewer scenes recently, but I heard that the pressure is not small, and the drama is too deep. Oh, you don't know, the crew and actors are like this, and no one can relax at this time Come on... But his physical condition is not bad, he can go out for a run and punch sandbags after eating eight lunch boxes for a meal... Yes, his role will be in the ninth season... Yes, yes! That kid is indeed a genius! Not ordinary The genius! I discovered it!"

The rest of the crew could only see Roman's movements and expressions through the glass window, but couldn't hear his words. Many people also saw Roman's gradually smiling face.

"Strange, it's rare for Roman to have such a pleasant face today. He's smiling so happily. Who are you talking to?" Someone lowered his voice and asked the people next to him.

And the actor who was trained just now breathed a sigh of relief. Today's test is over. Once Roman is in a good mood, he will not continue to train others.

In the tea room, Roman answered Mo Lang's question. Although Mo Lang didn't say why he asked about Fang Zhao, Roman could tell that Mo Lang was very optimistic about Fang Zhao.

Fang Zhao is under a lot of pressure now, and he is deeply involved in the drama. He eats eight lunch boxes for one meal. These are what Luo Man heard from the crew. As for whether it was true or not, he didn't go to verify it, and he didn't have the time at all. Now that Mo Lang asked, he just said it casually.

Mo Lang didn't ask too many questions, and hung up after saying a few more words.

Roman recalled Mo Lang's tone on the phone just now, and couldn't help laughing out loud. To be praised by Mo Lang, a top artist, Fang Zhao is really capable!

"My pair of eyes, how do they look like this? It's really amazing!"

On the other side, Fang Zhao went upstairs soon after receiving the notification from Assistant Mo Lang. This time, he was not blocked outside and was directly led in by the assistant.

"Old Mo, are you looking for me?" Fang Zhao saw that Mo Lang was still holding his manuscript of the music score in his hand, and then observed Mo Lang's facial expressions, and had a guess in his heart.

Mo Lang heard the sound and turned his attention away from the manuscript. He went through the score on the manuscript again in his mind just now, even though he guessed that Fang Zhao was too involved in the play to make it, but it is too difficult to create such a work! This is no ordinary genius can describe it!

"Fang Zhao!" Mo Lang raised his hand, shook the sheet music draft in his hand, his eyes sharpened suddenly, and asked almost word by word, "You created this by yourself? Did you complete it independently?"

"Yes, I did it by myself." Fang Zhao didn't avoid Mo Lang's gaze.

"very good!"

Mo Lang looked at Fang Zhao, as if he saw a rare treasure.

"Come here, sit down, I have a few questions I want to ask you."

From the creative concept, to the approach, to the emotional subject of the work, etc., Mo Lang asked about everything. The more he listened to Fang Zhao, the more Mo Lang believed that this was indeed Fang Zhao's own work. Whether it is original or not, he can still tell through these questions.

To Mo Lang's surprise, Fang Zhao's creative concept in this work was, to a certain extent, consistent with his concept of creating the background music at the end of the play!

It is rare to meet someone with the same ideas. Mo Lang is very happy. When encountering creative bottlenecks, he also went to discuss with some old friends. Unfortunately, everyone has different ideas. The more they discuss, the more irritable they become.

This time, for the ten-minute soundtrack of the heavyweight play, he was so worried that he almost pulled out his beard, but today he got inspiration from Fang Zhao's score manuscript, and got a lot of inspiration from the discussion with Fang Zhao!

This kind of exhilarating feeling of enlightenment is beyond comprehension for others.

For Mo Lang, this kind of inspiration is of immeasurable value. As an elder, Mo Lang felt that he had to show something. One matter is one matter, a contribution is a contribution, and an inspiration is an inspiration. Fang Zhao helped him, and he had to pay back.

Mo Lang couldn't open the convenience door in business affairs, it was a matter of principle, but in private affairs, others couldn't care about it.

After the conversation, Mo Lang dragged Fang Zhao out.

The four assistants noticed that Mo Lang's face had been gloomy for many days, and now he was smiling as if he saw his own grandson... No, Mr. Mo couldn't smile with such a cordial and warm feeling when he saw his own grandson!

The four assistants all looked at Fang Zhao curiously, thinking in their hearts, how did Fang Zhao make Mr. Mo so happy?

Mo Lang didn't pay attention to the assistant's expression, he dragged Fang Zhao out, walked to a cabinet, and said to one of the assistants, "Open it, I still remember a lot of things that were delivered last time."

The assistant in charge of the "warehouse" was stunned for a moment, and responded: "Oh, yes, there are many more." He said and opened the door of the collection cabinet.

This cabinet is filled with special offerings, such as tea, wine, and some foods with high medicinal value, which were sent by the government departments and several major investors of the film crew. This is the enjoyment of an artist of Mo Lang's level. The treatment received, in a word, is a special offer.

Mo Lang took out three boxes from inside and stuffed them to Fang Zhao.

Fang Zhao didn't answer and was about to say something when Mo Lang lowered his face: "Take it!"

Fang Zhao couldn't refuse anymore, so he reached out and took one of the boxes, "Thank you, Mr. Mo, this box is enough."

"Just this box of biscuits? How can this be enough! Take them all, these, take them all! I didn't eat much here. You are growing up. I heard that you can eat eight boxes of lunch in the crew. Can’t get enough to eat? Hey, you can’t just eat that, you have to compose music when you’re filming, this box of tea leaves can clear away heat and eliminate food, and it’s also refreshing.”

Fang Zhao: "..." When did I eat eight lunch boxes? Who do you always listen to?

Mo Lang took out a box from the cabinet and continued to stuff it, "Drink some of this wine, you may find more inspiration, I usually drink it too."

Fang Zhao hurriedly said: "The film crew has a rule that drinking is not allowed during filming."

"It's okay, the alcohol content is low, and the amount is not too much. It seems to be some kind of medicinal wine. Anyway, drinking it properly is good for your body."

While speaking, Mo Lang stuffed another box of energy-supplementing food.

"Eat, you take all these back and eat them quickly. They are all for strengthening your body and have no side effects! People's energy is limited, and you are still young. It is time to grow your body. Eat more. Next time you come here, you must be in good spirits." I’ve already asked your chief director, you don’t have many roles right now, you’re just under a lot of pressure, don’t get tired, come over here when you have time and let’s discuss.” Mo Lang doesn’t want to be with someone who’s just sluggish Discuss music.

The assistant in charge of the "warehouse" next to him watched the boxes handed over, his face twitching in distress. But he couldn't stop him, everything belonged to Mo Lang, and no one could tell who he would give it to.

When Fang Zhao came out, he was carrying a large bag in his hand.

The assistant in charge of the reception was smiling, and this time he was more sincere: "You can accept the things that Mr. Mo gave you with peace of mind, and don't return gifts. Mr. Mo doesn't accept gifts. If you really want to repay, just create more, Mo The old man is only interested in music works, and he doesn't value material at all."

Fang Zhao was actually full of emotions in his heart, of course he could see the preciousness of these special offerings. Mo Lang really only has art in his eyes, and now he is sending so many things just because Mo Lang got inspiration from the score draft he submitted, and got inspiration from the conversation with Fang Zhao.

In Mo Lang's opinion, the inspiration and inspiration obtained from Fang Zhao are much more valuable than the things he gave away!

In fact, Fang Zhao didn't tell all the facts when answering questions about creation. There are some things that cannot be said, and he only picks out a part of what can be said. Coincidentally, it is this part of the point of view that fits with Mo Lang's idea of ​​creating the background music at the end of the play.

At the same time, Fang Zhao also got a little understanding of the soundtrack for the last ten minutes of the play through the communication with Mo Lang.

Thinking about the emotional direction of the ten-minute soundtrack at the end of the play, the elevator had already reached the first floor, and Fang Zhao walked out, walked through the hall, and walked towards the gate. It was getting late, it was already dark outside, and he could still take the last few buses back to the dormitory.

Because it was late, the lobby on the first floor of the music center was empty, and there was no one else there.

When Fang Zhao was walking towards the gate, a group of people came out of the elevator in the other passageway. These people were members of the orchestra who had just finished rehearsing.

Seeing Fang Zhao with a large bag in his hand, the team who was chatting excitedly fell silent for an instant.

Pairs of eyes were like searchlights, staring at the things Fang Zhao was carrying, as if they had seen something incredible.

Fang Zhao nodded slightly towards that side, and then walked out of the door of the music center in this strange silence.

After Fang was called out, the silent team began to discuss coquettishly.

"That...is a special offering, right?"

"Look at the packing box, the special offering is right, it's the high-end one! Our old regiment leader also has it, and it was given to him by the old regiment leader's teacher."

"As far as I know, this kind of special offering can only be enjoyed by people of Mo Lao's level."

"I heard that Fang Zhao went to Mo Lao to submit a manuscript today."

A group of people fell silent again.

That night, many members of the music team knew about this matter, and more people were curious about Fang Zhao's draft score. What kind of work can get this kind of treatment from Mo Lang?

For the next few days, Fang Zhao had filming tasks, and the manuscript of the score was handed in. The focus shifted here again, and he was called by the director to discuss the script from time to time, and he was called by Mo Lang to talk to him twice.

The complexity of real history is much higher than that of film and television dramas, and there are many dark sides that cannot be shown. The light is magnified, and the darkness is confined within an acceptable range.

Even for reasons such as political stability, when dealing with the role of the historical figure "Fang Zhao", some adjustments will be made.

"Fang Zhao" is a historical figure, no one denies his achievements, but he didn't make it to the end after all.

Moreover, it is now a new century of more than five hundred years. History is just the past, and the living people are more important.

If the person "Fang Zhao" is highlighted too much, if the ending is too strong, and the public's affection for this person is too deep, the Wu family will be in an embarrassing situation.

Today, during lunch time, Fang Zhao was dragged by Director Bai to have dinner with everyone.

Now the entire crew of "Genesis" knows that Fang Zhao, a young actor, is not only good at fighting, but also good at eating!

According to rumors, the more stressed this kid is, the deeper he gets into the drama, the more he eats!

At the beginning, some people said that he ate four boxes of lunch, others said that he ate five boxes, and later it was rumored that he ate eight boxes of lunch, and more and more people said that.

Eight boxes of lunch, how much pressure is there to eat it!

Many actors are still envious, they have no appetite at all after getting into the drama under pressure. It's no wonder that so many people like to eat with Fang Zhao, and they will eat more with such a person by their side.

What's even more depressing is that Fang Zhao ate so much, and his body shape didn't change much. I heard that he still insisted on running and hitting sandbags. People in the gym can often see a newly replaced big sandbag lying there.

After dinner, Fang Zhao was dragged by director Bai to discuss some minor changes to the script.

An old actor looked at Fang Zhao who was called away, and said to the people around him: "Fang Zhao's physical fitness is as good as iron. If the 'Fang Zhao' back then had this body, Yanzhou would still have Wu What's the matter with the family?"

"I used to think that Fang Zhao was very similar to the one he played, but now it seems that he is not the same, at least in terms of physical strength."

"Oh, that one, it's just that your health is too poor to survive the time."

At the same time, Director Bai summoned Fang aside and confirmed with him a few issues that needed to be revised in the script.

The filming of the ninth season is getting closer and closer, and the script has to be finalized as soon as possible after several revisions.

"How do you want to die?" Director Bai asked suddenly.

Fang Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then felt funny again.

How many years!

It's been a long time since no one dared to say this in front of him!

However, Fang Zhao also knew what Director Bai meant.

When the character reaches the point of death, how to die, the script has been written before, but the director will still ask the actor's opinion. If the actor is in good condition, he may follow the actor's ideas, shoot according to the actor's intention, and let the actor develop himself, which may be better than acting according to the script.

But it shouldn't be too out of line, that's why Director Bai asked such a question.

"Die standing up? Kneeling down? Lying down? Crouching down?" Director Bai asked again.

"Lie down and die." Fang Zhao recalled.

"That's right, you can't take pictures of your whole face lying on your stomach. Standing and kneeling to death, someone has already taken pictures."

Fang Zhao: "..."

He literally died on his back.