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"Excuse me sir, I'm sorry, I need to register the deceased so that you can pay the management fee and find information about his lifetime. Can I ask you now?"

This is a short, fat, middle-aged man with a bald middle-aged head, a shiny and smooth head, and a big belly. He is holding a pen and a register. Although he is not in good shape, his white shirt has no wrinkles and his tie is neat. He is standing behind Parker.

The willow trees next to the cemetery were flying, but the wind did not blow Parker's neatly combed hair. He turned around with a cigarette in his mouth, put the cigarette into the portable ashtray, looked at the man who was a head shorter than him, expressionless, and turned his head

Looking away, he inhaled hard through his nose, loud enough that the cemetery caretaker could not hear him, his throat rolled, and he groaned in a low voice.

"What is your name, please?"

"Parker, Parker Lee."

"Parker Lee...ok, what is the relationship between the deceased and you?"

"My son."

The writing stopped, and the register pad he was holding was put down. The administrator looked Parker up and down, and then looked at the tombstone. A photo of a young man was pasted on it, confirming that the deceased was not very old.

, raised his hand and rubbed under his nostrils. The administrator hesitated for a while and then asked.

"Sir, are you rich?"

"No, what's the problem?"

"It's nothing. This is the second person to commit suicide this year. The last person to commit suicide was an adult. Just last week, he was sent here without any relatives to see him off. Just like the relatives of those who committed suicide in the past, it seems that

Do you really love your child? What is his name?"

"Jason Lee is seventeen years old. He... is in adolescence and is very rebellious. He rarely communicates with us. In addition, he has also encountered many bad things outside, just like us, so..."

The only button of the suit was unbuttoned, and his left hand went through the jacket and pinched the waist wrapped in the shirt. Parker turned around and looked at the photo of his son on the tombstone, his right hand constantly touching the stubble.

rub.

"Yes, children are in danger during adolescence. After all, this age group is a desperate period. If there is little communication with parents, it is really easy..."

Gently waving the registration book and slapping his thigh, the administrator kept nodding his head, showing off his double chin again and again, echoing Parker's words, because everyone knows that parents who lose their children are "very pitiful."

Suddenly, the atmosphere became quiet. The administrator looked at Parker and did not disturb him. He just waited quietly and asked the father to take a closer look at his child's tombstone. The leaves made a soothing rustling sound, and he didn't know which cricket it was.

He was in heat and was still chirping in broad daylight. Parker's head sank very low and he let out a long sigh.

"But he's a good boy."

"I think...it should be. Have you brought Jason's and your IDs? I need to register your two ID numbers."

Parker took out his ID card from his wallet and handed it to the administrator. He looked into the distance and saw his wife and other relatives slowly walking towards them. When he saw the administrator returning the ID card, he asked again.

"Do you need anything else? For example, my wife's ID card or something."

"No, it is no longer needed. You only need the documents of the immediate relatives of the deceased with the same surname. All other information is saved in the database. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Parker. I will leave first. In addition, what I want to say is

, Jason may not be a good boy, but you are definitely a good father."

…

At this time, the administrator left the painting, and Kamiya and other actors entered the painting. Lucas slowly pulled up the low camera to create parallax and distance the relationship between the main and secondary characters, as if the characters were slowly rising from the horizon, separating the

The protagonist's space was merged with the heroine's public space until all the people were in place and the two spaces merged into one. There was no panning camera or gradually pulling up the perspective from a low position. Unit 2 directly shot Lu Ze's face with a super close-up shot.

The upper body highlights the dominant role and directly penetrates the protagonist's inner emotions.

Using this kind of lens language requires actors to have super high performance skills and to control the rhythm of the plot very well. The release and closing of emotions need to follow the camera and shorten the time difference to less than one second. Otherwise, as soon as the camera is shot, the actors' emotions will be adjusted too early.

Or adjusting it later will have a considerable impact on the expression of inner emotions, so this is considered useless.

This shot is very difficult to complete in one take. Even top actors will sometimes fail to get it right, but that does not include Lu Ze.

A performer who can drive other actors into his rhythm and is called a rhythm master in this industry can ensure that the success rate of the plot progress is 100% as long as he auditions twice before filming.

Lu Ze, who is over 90, may have made mistakes in the first few dramas in his life, but now, after his performance system has fully matured, it is difficult for him to make mistakes.

Within 0.5 seconds of the camera hitting his face, Lu Ze looked at the tombstone. His facial expression and the emotions in his eyes quickly switched, from pain, to anger, to sadness, then a burst of loss, and finally he calmed down all his emotions and changed his mind again.

With an expressionless face, he turned to face everyone and nodded gently to the visitors.

This was a classic expression change that made the other actors watching outside the camera burst into laughter and almost screamed out in surprise, because this emotional convergence was different from that of any other actor, and the progression of emotions was obviously different from other actors.

The script will not be as detailed as the depiction of emotions. No one can write such a script, and the director will not care how the actors' emotional progression is arranged, as long as the effect can satisfy him.

Generally speaking, the transition of an emotion is from a low point, to an increase, to a peak, then decreases, and finally puts all the emotions away. For example, in a crying scene, the actor must first brew up tears and then burst them out.

Lu Ze, on the other hand, completely violated the rules and directly made his emotions reach the peak in an instant, and then slowly decayed, with an obvious step-like change. Although this method is not feasible in crying scenes, after all, the actors are brewing.

When you cry, you are also helping the audience prepare for tears. If you cry directly, first of all, your emotions may not burst out, and secondly, the audience will be obviously uncomfortable.

But in this scene where inner emotions are expressed, there is an unusual sense of joy, as if the emotional expression of this scene should be arranged this way.

Don't think that this is just a change of mood. After all, in such a short period of time, the mood can be so high that it has stumped a large number of people, including most well-known actors. Every one of them has to be convinced.

With just a few simple glances, too small to be described in words, Lu Ze has already given a textbook performance. It is estimated that next year there will be another case in the performance textbook.

The director and photographer's focus was not on Lu Ze's emotional control, but on Lu Ze's super-fast reaction speed when his face was photographed directly. Seeing that Lu Ze was still as steady as an old dog, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"It's still so fast, so fast. It's scary."

Kesha stretched out his head and whispered something in Mickey's ear, marveling at Lu Ze's superb rhythm control ability. You couldn't look at the camera during filming, so Lu Ze controlled the rhythm entirely by feeling. Although Kamiya

The speed of their steps has been taken into account, but the reaction speed of 0.5 seconds is still a monster-level performance. Not to mention Kesha, even Mickey has never seen such incredible performance ability.

"Aren't you used to so many scenes? It should be six close-up shots in a row, right? Damn, this number is really scary. It's a monster. No wonder Kamiya wants to take leave. If it were me, I would have run away long ago.

, you said two scenes in a row, Lucas said he couldn’t even connect one scene, I said four scenes in a row, and now there are six, remember to give me a thousand pounds quickly.”

This was a small bet that Lu Ze didn't know about. The bet was that Lu Ze could pass several close-up shots without getting stuck. Obviously, the Mendeleev brothers had never seen Lu Ze filming and had little confidence in Lu Ze.

Mickey, who had seen Lu Ze filming, was also very conservative and didn't expect Lu Ze to be so fierce.

Counting other scenes, Lu Ze has already shot seventeen scenes without any glitches. Originally, these seventeen scenes were expected to be shot in one week, but Mickey set the date based on Lu Ze's performance ability.

But now, it only took Lu Ze three days... This was due to the need to queue up to change the filming location. Otherwise, Lu Ze could have been faster. To put it bluntly, the actual time for the actor to be on the set was less than three days a day.

For hours, even they themselves complained that it was too idle to stay in the hotel all day long. They couldn't go out to the bar to keep in shape. Apart from reading scripts and rehearsing every day, it was really better to spend a day on the set.

But the more leisure they had, the more afraid they became of Lu Ze. They were filming with such a big devil without making a single mistake. It was just like a team with a winning streak losing the game. Whoever makes a mistake will take the blame. In this high-pressure situation, these people

It's strange that I'm not tired.

But later, Lu Ze led them to break the original record again and again, and they felt a sense of excitement and participation. They gradually felt that creating a record for all actors was an extremely glorious thing. They

I also hope that there will be a part of them in this honor, not to mention that after adapting to Lu Ze's rhythm, every scene is a good opportunity for them to hone their acting skills, and they have slowly learned to cherish it, so

, everyone has a bitchy personality, after all, everyone is a bitch.

Speaking of the scene, the moment Lu Ze turned around seemed to be slowed down many times in Mickey's eyes. He began to shake his legs excitedly. He might also be nervous, but he would never admit it until Lu Ze stood completely.

, he stood up suddenly and shouted with the loudest voice in his life that the most satisfying movie in his life was completely over.

"Ka! "Afterlife"! Finished!!!"

Different from the previous crews, at the first moment, people did not cheer enthusiastically, but all breathed a sigh of relief. Now, they witnessed how terrifying a monster that did not make mistakes for eighteen consecutive games was. This was unprecedented. What follows

There is basically no record of visitors, so all bystanders dare not take a breath, otherwise Mickey will strangle them to death if they take the blame.

Many people regret in their hearts. If they had known that they could shoot 18 consecutive scenes without missing a beat, they would have asked Guinness verifiers to come and work there. Maybe Lu Ze could become a world record holder.

Then, all the actors who came into the painting, except Lu Ze, all sat on the ground and rested for a long time. Even Kamiya lost her grace and breathed heavily. Even though they had no lines just now, they just walked a few steps, but the pace was tight.

It's so precise, but it's so awkward that my legs are all soft now.

After resting for half a minute, someone slowly stood up and rushed to Lu Ze, who after shouting, returned to his chair as if nothing had happened, unscrewed the thermos cup, and took a sip of tea.

"Eighteen scenes! Eighteen scenes! It's fucking crazy! The craziest thing is that I filmed eleven scenes with you! Man! You should get excited! Don't worry, I will go promote it! I promise all the actors in the UK tomorrow

Everybody knows this! God! I’m having a heart attack, Carl! Call me an ambulance!”

More and more people rushed over, as if they had lost their minds. They surrounded Lu Ze, opened the champagne that had been prepared, and aimed at Lu Ze's head and drank it hard, although it was not possible to do this in the cemetery.

It was appropriate, but people no longer cared about whether there would be ghosts coming to them at night, and the atmosphere was full of excitement.

"Lu Ze, congratulations. Although filming with you is very tiring, and I even don't want to work with you again in the future, I have indeed learned a lot from you in the past few months. Thank you. It seems... I should...

It’s noted in the script, after all you do it.”

"Thanks."

Shaking hands with Kamiya, Lu Ze chuckled and nodded. After everyone put aside the eighteen scenes that they could talk about for a year to celebrate the completion of "Afterlife", Lu Ze took the towel from the staff and wiped it.

I wiped my hair, took a sip of tea mixed with champagne, spit it out, and calmly sat back in my chair and opened my phone.

Eighteen scenes in a row is already a mountain that is difficult to climb for others, but for Lu Ze... it is really not a piece of cake. In the system training, from the start of filming to the completion, it is not impossible to not make a mistake in one scene.

For him, the system crew is really stable. There have been tens of thousands of scenes, and there has never been a single mistake.

I originally turned on my phone to post on Weibo to announce the completion of "Afterlife", but as soon as I unlocked the screen, there were six missed calls, all from a phone number ending in 1265, one every ten minutes. However,

Lu Ze muted his phone and didn't see any of them. After confirming that it was not a scam call, Lu Ze clicked to call back and was connected after two beeps.

"Hello, I'm Lu Ze."

"Brother Lu...I'm at Liverpool Airport...where are you?"

Planes were flying towards the blue sky, and travelers were constantly meeting or parting with relatives and friends. Foreigners kept asking at the airport door if they needed baggage porters, but she shook her head and refused. She leaned against a pillar and sat on the blue suitcase.

, swinging her delicate little feet of size 35 that could not reach the ground. Of course, she was wearing GS large children's shoes. She looked at the crowd and applied red lipstick on her thin lips.

"Stand still, I'll pick you up and share your location when we get there."

"..."