Director of Photography Department of Huayu

Chapter 3 Teacher, is my analysis correct?

"'The Haunted Mansion'?" Park Song-il was stunned for a moment, then couldn't hold back his voice. "Isn't this the horror movie we discussed a few days ago?"

"Yes! And then?"

Wu Chen said nonchalantly, it’s just a horror movie, it’s not like he had seen the abridged version before his reincarnation.

"Uh," Park Songri said with a mixture of curiosity and fear, "Brother Chen, how about I go and queue up first, and you talk to the teacher?"

"Come along, you never know when you might have to film a ghost."

Wu Chen smiled, grabbed Park Song-il's neck which was wrapped in a scarf and pushed him forward.

"We can't film ghosts now, it won't pass the review," Park Songri muttered, but he didn't back down. He walked forward with Wu Chen and Mu Deyuan.

Although Mu Deyuan didn't turn around to see what the two were doing, he heard some of the noise and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Both of them are extremely talented young people, and they are the only two people in his freshman story photography class who make him feel that they have a bright future.

However, the relationship between Wu Chen and Park Song-il reminded him of his former classmates Zhang Yi and Hou Yong, who were also in the same situation.
The cold wind swept past with a whistling sound, and the three of them couldn't help but pull their sleeves and frowned slightly, obviously feeling a little cold.

The classroom was not far away, and footsteps echoed in the corridor. Occasionally, a classmate passed by them, looking up from time to time, until Mu Deyuan took the lead and pushed open an iron door of the teachers' dormitory building, and then they stopped.

After all, it is an old campus. This door has experienced countless years of wind and sun, and there is some slight rust on the surface. It makes a slight "creaking" sound when pushed open.

Behind the door was a narrow corridor with some messy objects piled on both sides: a dilapidated iron bed, a small kitchen separated by wooden boards, and a few yellowed posters on the wall.

The edges of the posters have curled, and the faded images appear blurry in the dim light, but one can vaguely make out the once-popular films: "Shaolin Temple," "The Herdsman," "Red Sorghum," and "The Swordsman from Double Flags Town."
"Brother Chen, Brother Chen, look, here is a poster of "A Better Tomorrow", a classic representative of Hong Kong films in the 1980s." Park Songri pulled Wu Chen and pointed to the poster in the front, saying excitedly.

"I saw it, I saw it."

Wu Chen yawned. This kind of Hong Kong movie was something that Cantonese people were tired of watching. He couldn't even count how many times he had watched it, and he was not a fan of Chow Yun-fat.

"Chow Yun-fat was so handsome back then. I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to be his photographer."

Park Song-il's mind was full of fantasies at this moment.

Wu Chen laughed when he heard this, but he didn't go up to say anything encouraging or discouraging.

The dreams of youth are most precious only when they come true.

Wu Chen took a quick look, and then saw a unique poster among the posters, which was the poster of "The Haunted Mansion".

"Teacher, you put up a horror movie poster here. Didn't it make you feel uncomfortable when you went to bed at night?"

"I'm the one who made the movie, what do I have to be afraid of?" Mu Deyuan smiled. "Don't be disgusted by it, this place is very old, even the floor is polished to a shine."

Wu Chen nodded slightly and glanced around.

This is a place that is not well maintained. It has been used by Mu Deyuan to store miscellaneous items, but it reveals a unique sense of the times and human touch.

There is no modern air conditioning equipment in the dormitory, only a few old electric fans and broken radiators.

There were some old imaging equipment piled up in the corner. Wu Chen guessed that they might have been used by Mu Deyuan to shoot movies when he was young.

Park Song-il moved his feet uncomfortably, rubbing the cuffs of his down jacket with his fingertips nervously, but he was also full of curiosity and followed Wu Chen around everywhere.

Mu Deyuan turned around, took out a dusty key from a pile of debris, and inserted it lightly into the door lock.

"Okay, come on in, let's watch this movie."

Mu Deyuan pushed open the door, revealing a dim projection room. The lights were dim, and the air smelled of old film reels. The projector in the corner looked quite old, yet still exuded a unique quality. The floor was covered in thick carpet, which creaked slightly when stepped on.

Mu Deyuan walked to the equipment skillfully and operated the projector easily.

The projector made a low buzzing sound, and the image on the screen gradually lit up.

Although Wu Chen had heard about "The Haunted Mansion" a long time ago and had seen the abridged version in his previous life, the original version of the movie in front of him was still very attractive to him.

It's just that the immersiveness of this environment is a bit too strong.

Park Song-il stood there, feeling a little uneasy. He couldn't help wiping his face with his hands. Fine beads of sweat had already seeped out of his forehead.

"Teacher, it's so dark here, is it okay?" Park Songri asked in a low voice, his voice trembling a little, and it was obvious that he was nervous.

"Don't worry, no one will disturb you." Mu Deyuan said calmly but with a hint of meaning: "A darker spot is the most suitable atmosphere for this film."

Wu Chen had already found two wooden chairs by this time. He blew on them casually, pretending to blow away the dust, and then handed one to Mu Deyuan and the other to Park Songri.

"." Mu Deyuan looked at Wu Chen's operation speechlessly, "Can't you just wipe it with some old newspaper?"

"It's dirty, but there's nothing wrong with sitting down!" Wu Chen said nonchalantly, and pulled another chair over. He did the same thing, put the documents in his arms aside, and then sat down.

In order to see more clearly, Wu Chen even moved a little closer, his eyes fixed on the screen.

"Don't be afraid, it's all fake. The director of this movie is here, so what are you afraid of?" Wu Chen patted Park Songri gently, signaling him to relax.

Park Song-il nodded, but still seemed a little uneasy. After all, the name of the movie "The Shadow of a Man" is so famous, and "The Haunted Mansion" has become a childhood shadow for countless people. It must have its unique features.

With the roar of the projector, the opening scene of the movie gradually appeared. Under the thin shadow, Wu Chen stared at it intently.

At the beginning of the movie, the eerie architecture of the Black Building, the dim lights, and the creepy images instantly made the atmosphere in the screening room heavy.

Park Song-il's eyes widened at first, but gradually his expression became nervous. He began to unconsciously pinch the cuffs of his down jacket and his legs curled up quietly.

"Ahem," Park Song-il coughed softly, trying to hide his inner uneasiness, "I really can't bear to look at it."

"Are you stupid? Did the teacher ask us to watch a movie?" Wu Chen pointed at the screen in front of him. "This is for us to analyze the shots. Learn well."

"How do you create this terrifying atmosphere?"

"Forehead!"

After being interrupted by Wu Chen, Park Songri felt that the scene before him didn't seem as scary as he had imagined. His heartbeat gradually slowed down. He scratched his head and said, "The contrast of light and shadow should be used here to create a scary atmosphere, but it's too specific. I'm not good at speaking and can't put it into words. Brother Chen, why don't you do it?"

“The strong contrast between light and dark is used here to create a sense of oppression and mystery.

The use of dark tones will make the picture full of gloomy and depressing atmosphere, and the audience will often feel a vague fear when watching it.

For example, the night scenes and haunted house scenes in the film often use low light sources and side lighting, and the actors' facial expressions are looming in the shadows, enhancing the sense of suspense and mystery.

Films often use long takes and abrupt transitions to create a sudden, tense atmosphere. When a terrifying scene unfolds, the camera gradually zooms in, drawing the audience into the character's inner world, creating a suffocating feeling.

After Wu Chen finished speaking, he turned to look at Mu Deyuan beside him and said, "Teacher, is our analysis correct?"

"continue."

(End of this chapter)