Perfect Life

After everyone said goodbye at the door of the restaurant, Li Qian proposed to send Han Shunzhang and the others home, but Han Shunzhang politely refused. After Li Qian and Lu Bin drove away, Han Shunzhang hugged the travel bag tightly in his arms and silently walked towards his residence. Walk.

Neither of the two asked if they wanted to take a taxi, so they walked slowly under the shade of a tree.

Passing by a small supermarket on the street, Han Shunzhang went in and bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Zhu Mingyu wanted to pick up the travel bag, Han Shunzhang waved his hand to stop her, "Shen, let me take it!" Then he lit a cigarette while walking, and continued Move forward silently.

Although it was the fiery day in July, and it was noon again, there was a little breeze, and it was not too hot under the shade of the tree. Of course, when I came here, I didn't realize that it was a long way to go by taxi. At this time, I walked back, but within ten minutes, both of them were sweating from the heat.

Han Shunzhang smoked two cigarettes in a row, and finally threw the **** of the cigarette and stepped on it. He was about to continue walking when he looked up and saw the bus stop in front of him, only to realize that he had walked out of the three or four stops.

He thought for a while, raised his hand and looked at his watch, made an "ah", then stopped, turned his head to look at Zhu Mingyu, who accompanied him all the way here without saying a word, handed over the travel bag, "Have a cab back home. Come home, I have to go to the training class quickly."

This time, Zhu Mingyu didn't rush to pick it up. She looked down at the package of materials, then looked up at Han Shunzhang and said, "Otherwise, make a call and don't go, at least don't go today."

Han Shunzhang obviously hesitated for a moment, but soon, he shook his head, handed over the travel bag firmly, and said, "I'm still going, anyway, I have to finish the lessons for the past few days and leave it for others to find. Time for a new teacher."

Zhu Mingyu was helpless and took the travel bag over.

Han Shunzhang thought for a while, and handed him the cigarette and lighter in his pocket, "I've already smoked five today."

Zhu Mingyu smiled and took it.

see her laugh. Han Shunzhang also smiled. Said: "Go, it's very hot outside, hurry back!" As he spoke, a bus approached the bus stop. Stopping at the stop sign, Han Shunzhang turned his head and glanced. Said: "I'm going to take the car." Then he was about to run over, but he took two steps, and Zhu Mingyu suddenly called him. "Shun Zhang."

Han Shunzhang stopped and looked over.

Zhu Mingyu walked over. He looked a little out of his mind, and after a while, he raised his head and asked, "You don't seem... not too happy?"

Han Shunzhang smiled. He shook his head and said, "No. I'm very happy. I'm very happy that Qian'er can think of coming to me when he has something to do. This is to look up to me, not to mention, he also found you a job that I think is very suitable for you. It's good."

The bus stopped for a while, saw no one getting on the bus, and quickly drove away.

Zhu Mingyu looked at him, his eyes slightly bright.

The two looked at each other for a moment, she lowered her head, looked at the travel bag in her hand, reached out and patted it, raised her head and said to Han Shunzhang: "This opportunity is rare, you know better than me how rare it is, so promise me, In any case, after reading the outline and sub-shots, no matter what your real thoughts are, agree to this job first, okay?"

Han Shunzhang fell silent after hearing this.

Zhu Mingyu continued: "Qian'er is a talented person, you and I know this, and he has to do things, his connections are not comparable to us, so maybe he is indeed too young and too confident, He is a little overconfident. He will be a little sloppy when he wants to make a TV series, but you must know that he will not necessarily fail. Even with his current ability, there must be many deficiencies in directing a film independently. At the end of the shoot, the effect may not satisfy him or the buyer, but you know, he will definitely be able to sell it!"

After a pause, he said again: "And, to be honest, even if the final film comes out, it's bad, because of his connections and popularity, it's hard to sell, so he's not afraid of losing money! So, let's just be down-to-earth. Do what you should do, do your job well, seize this rare opportunity, and don't think about things outside your responsibilities, okay?"

Han Shunzhang looked up at her.

After a while, she said again: "I know that you are a responsible person, YouQian'er is still your friend, but now and then, I don't think you should be influenced by the previous two plays. For Li Qian, this play represents one of his dreams and an attempt. If he fails, he is at most a setback. He can start all over again, but for us, if there is no such play, then the next one will be An opportunity like this may be a long time away, or it may never happen. Opportunities in this circle have never been few... You, do you understand what I mean?"

Han Shunzhang nodded and laughed after a moment.

Then, he turned to leave, took two steps but stood down again, looked back at Zhu Mingyu, and said, "Xiaoyu, I understand what you mean, but if I do that, am I still Qian'er's friend? …”

He smiled, "Is it still me?"

Zhu Mingyu pursed his lips, shrugged, and sighed.

"Okay, let me say it for nothing."

While speaking, she raised her head and pointed to the bus stop, "933 is here, hurry up!"

Han Shunzhang smiled, turned and ran over.

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A large class lasts for one and a half hours, with a ten-minute break in between.

The training class that Han Shunzhang was in was relatively reliable among the numerous art training classes in Shuntian Prefecture.

The host is at least an insider. It is said that he once worked as an assistant director in a certain TV series, so the family held such a training course in his name. Moreover, it should be said that although the training course is charged, it is also It is extremely expensive, but at least, he is somewhat conscientious, and the students are still a little picky, so as not to know that other people's children have no future, they just need to pay for them.

Han Shunzhang's class was taught very carefully.

He could feel that the thirty or so students in the class ranged in age from fourteen to fifteen to thirty or forty years old. Although at least half of them were listless in class, it was said that they usually ran for performances. Yes, I came here for the training class, I just wanted to add some qualifications to myself, so I didn't take it seriously, but at least there are more than a dozen students who really like to learn art, learn acting, and join him. During the class, he is also very serious about his teaching.

Um. Yes. Han Shunzhang's undergraduate degree is photography, and his graduate degree is directing, but he came to teach, but he taught acting - there is really no way to do this. He came out to find a job temporarily after finishing the last movie, and it is not easy to get into any more formal film and television school for the time being. The only way to find this kind of pheasant training class, and the training class is full of people, of course, are people who come to learn to perform. this year. Learn to act to become a big star!

The weather is very hot, in the classroom of the middle school that I borrowed. Although there is a large ceiling fan, the heat still fills every inch of the air in the classroom, students and teachers. All sweat on their foreheads.

Today I'm talking about how actors should capture their sense of position in front of the camera, this lesson. Some are too professional and not very interesting, but Han Shunzhang combined his knowledge of photography and directing. As well as the field observation on the set for the past six months, I have carefully recited the class, so there are still many students who listen to it with relish.

Of course, some students have fallen asleep soundly.

When Han Shunzhang noticed someone was asleep, he walked off the podium for an excuse, and knocked on the table as he passed by.

At this time, the cicadas sang loudly outside the window.

Han Shunzhang didn't seem to be affected by the meal at noon and the huge opportunity contained in that travel bag.

It was only during the intermission that everyone went out for activities and it was convenient. Sitting on the bench at the back of the classroom by himself, he showed a trace of insanity - he wanted to smoke, but he didn't touch it, so he had to give up.

After class at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, he didn't go to say hello to the principal in advance, but just hurried home. However, when he got home, he calmed down again, he didn't mention the play, he just washed dishes and cooked with Zhu Mingyu very calmly, waited for dinner, and then said, "I was in the living room at night. Read the script, you go to bed first."

Zhu Mingyu smiled when he heard the words, glanced at the travel bag on the drawing case, and said with a smile, "I couldn't hold back, so I secretly flipped through the script in the afternoon. Would you like me to spoil it with you?"

Spoiler, the most annoying.

Han Shunzhang quickly waved his hand, "Don't bring this!"

Zhu Mingyu laughed and seemed confident, which also made Han Shunzhang understand subconsciously: Maybe Li Qian's slightly immature age does not necessarily mean that the play is unreliable.

So, after eating, Zhu Mingyu went to clean up the kitchen, and Han Shunzhang finally sat down in front of the painting, opened his travel bag, and took out the script of "The Legend of the New White Lady".

He looks at things meticulously, and often has to read back and forth, in order to know the characters, clues, plot advancement, background settings, etc. of the script.

So, just this time, from six o'clock in the sky, he saw eleven thirty in the evening in one breath.

When he took a deep breath and regained his senses, he found that Zhu Mingyu hadn't slept yet.

He put down the script and stretched his waist, "I'm not getting any beauty today? Why don't you sleep so late?" The mood is also obviously good, but he still has the intention to joke with Zhu Mingyu, saying: "Who said a few days ago that women sleep more, in fact, they are saving money on cosmetics?"

However, Zhu Mingyu's words have always been more alert than him. As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Mingyu had already answered: "I'm an artist, and an artist doesn't stay up late, what else is an artist called?"

Han Shunzhang was about to get up and walk around when he couldn't help laughing.

At this time, he was walking back and forth in the narrow room, moving his hands and feet, but Zhu Mingyu had already got up from the sofa and went to the kitchen to toss.

Han Shunzhang's mind was still on the script, but when he heard the movement, he still shouted, "I'm not hungry, don't bother."

While speaking, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Yo, it's almost twelve o'clock!"

After a while, Zhu Mingyu actually came out from the kitchen dragging a plate of cut watermelons and said with a smile, "I'll ask you again, are you hungry?"

Han Shunzhang smiled, "When did you buy the watermelon? I remember it was gone at home?"

Zhu Mingyu put the plate on the dining table and shook his head helplessly, "You look at the script, but you still have me in your eyes? I went out to buy it after I ate just now, I knew it would be midnight when you finished reading it, so let's have a meal. Watermelon, cool off the heat."

So the two sat down at the table and ate watermelon.

While eating, Zhu Mingyu kept looking up at him.

He was discovered by Han Shunzhang a few times, and he couldn't help but smile. Said: "What do you want to ask?"

Zhu Mingyu also laughed. "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

Han Shunzhang thought for a while, and after eating the piece of watermelon in his hand, he said, "This book is still very good. The character structure is particularly successful, although I personally think..."

"Stop!"

I didn't wait for him to speak at length. Zhu Mingyu had already waved his hand to interrupt him, saying: "Put your set away first, and I'll ask you. If it were you, what do you think of this drama? You are the director. Do you have any feelings or thoughts on this drama? ?"

Han Shunzhang thought for a while after hearing the words, nodded, and said, "This is a good show."

Zhu Mingyu laughed more and more easily when he heard the words. "Isn't that the end? Is there anything perfect in this world? "The Legend of the White Snake" is an old drama, and it is attractive in itself. I remember that Huaxia Taiwan seemed to have filmed "The Legend of the White Snake" once, it should be when I was very young. Yes, but I have seen it. It was considered a classic at the time. Now, after more than 20 years, people younger than us probably don't know that there was a TV series called "The Legend of the White Snake". Shoot, it's time!"

After a pause, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "From this point of view, Li Qian is indeed smart! Just relying on these three words, White Snake Biography, this drama has an infinite future. Coupled with this story line that Qian'er has drawn out. , it has been very compact from beginning to end, and there is such a beautiful character structure, you still have to find shortcomings, please, let you write it yourself, before you see this book, can you write a book of this level? ?"

Hearing this, Han Shunzhang thought for a while and shook his head, "I can't write it."

Zhu Mingyu shrugged.

But then, Han Shunzhang said: "But I can't write it, it doesn't mean that his book is perfect, and it doesn't mean that I can't put forward my views and opinions while admiring Qian'er's creative ability, right? One more person Looking at the details and making suggestions for revisions, can't this make the play better?"

Hearing this, Zhu Mingyu sighed and stopped eating watermelon. He simply supported himself with both hands and watched helplessly as he was about to start a long speech.

At this time, Han Shunzhang really said: "Also, even if this book is perfect, Qian'er is young after all, he went to the film school to study photography, and it's only been two years, and you know, he is very busy, purely in terms of study time. , the time he spent is not comparable to Lu Bin and the others!"

After a pause, he was a little tangled and said: "Unfortunately, if this book is put in a few years, when Qian'er graduates, he has already made two plays, and he has some experience and team in his hands, so we can shoot this play again at that time. , I think the grasp should be better, maybe it will be an instant hit, but now... alas, the book is very good, but I'm struggling again. I'm really afraid that he will shoot such a good book. Blind!"

Zhu Mingyu rolled his eyes and couldn't help interrupting him, "Brother, they asked you to be a big housekeeper, they asked you to take care of the crew, not a producer!"

Hearing this, Han Shunzhang looked at her and sighed, but still said: "Okay, from this book, this drama is indeed worth doing. But... I'll talk to him later. I have some ideas. Say it."

Zhu Mingyu sighed helplessly, waved his hand, and said: "Okay, I was going to stop you, but looking at you like this, I guess you must have finished his script for the scene tonight. Well, you Look, I'll go to bed after I eat the watermelon! But remind you, don't let him scare you!"

Han Shunzhang was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he laughed, "Scare me?"

Zhu Mingyu pouted, shrugged, and stopped talking.

This time, the curiosity in Han Shunzhang's heart suddenly came up.

At this time, of course, he wanted to ask Zhu Mingyu if he had even seen the split-shot script in the bag, but after thinking about it, he still felt that it was better to see it himself.

In fact, during lunch, Li Qian solemnly mentioned the storyboard script, and said that he drew it one by one by himself, so Han Shunzhang could feel his intentions. Not to mention anything else, he divided the scenes for the TV series, and there are more than 1,300 pictures in one painting. This seriousness and dedication alone is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

It's just... Judging by what Zhu Mingyu meant, she seems to be more confident in that storyboard script than this one?

Intrigued, Han Shunzhang didn't even want to eat watermelon, so he simply wiped his mouth and hands, then got up and walked back.

Zhu Mingyu was so familiar with his style of doing things that he didn't even call him. He continued to eat watermelon, and from time to time, he glanced at the drawing table in the living room.

With curiosity, Han Shunzhang took out a large stack of photocopies and began to look at it from the beginning.

soon. Zhu Mingyu saw that his face seemed to change color.

Appreciation from a slight nod. When his eyes suddenly widened, he looked surprised, and then the expression on his face suddenly became excited. Every time a new page is turned, the movements are more and more gentle.

Zhu Mingyu felt that he was about to eat up. But surprisingly cool.

By the time she ate the last piece, she couldn't hold it anymore, and she was still gulping. Then while eating, he shouted over there, "His style of painting is really bad. I can't imagine that there are people in the world who can paint like this! It's too ugly to look at!"

Over there, Han Shunzhang was so fascinated that he didn't even raise his head when he heard the words. Subconsciously, his face turned straight, and he seriously retorted while watching: "It's a split shot. It's not really painting, I just want to be able to clearly express the director's intentions! Don't look at his poor painting skills, but Let me tell you. As far as this level of sub-shots is concerned, especially his setting of the layering of each shot in the scene, there are not many directors who can reach this level in the domestic director circle!"

After a pause, he sighed again with some aftertaste, "It's just a movie shot, that's all."

However, Zhu Mingyu finished eating the watermelon over there, and then came out with another sentence that was obviously a joke, "Please, brother, I am engaged in art, and I am studying film aesthetics. Don't look at how he made the sense of layering of the lens like that, But in fact, the requirements for the lighting are too high, and the requirements for the scenery are also very high, and it is very difficult to achieve when it is actually filmed!"

Han Shunzhang was completely immersed in the "extremely ugly" storyboard script, completely unaware that Zhu Mingyu was making fun of himself, but he retorted in a serious manner: "It's not like this, it's not! As long as you work hard, you can always do it well. , this lighting group is not good, we can change to another lighting group! When you make things, you have to look like this. From the very beginning, from the very beginning, you have to think about it from the perspective of doing it well!"

After a pause, he said very seriously: "Qian'er's script is really...beautiful, beautiful! It seems that he has really put in a lot of hard work! The intention of every shot is clear, he doesn't make things so clear and so beautiful!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Mingyu suddenly burst out laughing at the other side of the dining table.

Han Shunzhang frowned at first, but in the end he couldn't help it and turned his head to look. Seeing Zhu Mingyu's exaggerated smile, he couldn't help frowning, but after a while, he seemed to have thought of something, and he was stunned for a while, and then he froze. Suddenly he shook his head and laughed.

Then, he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, go to sleep quickly, don't make trouble!"

Zhu Mingyu rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, I'm making trouble again!"

Han Shunzhang smiled and lowered his head again.

The palm gently pressed on the copy paper, as if the copy was the most precious thing in the world today, as if he was afraid that he would damage it with a little more strength, and his eyes were also shining, but his eyes were piercing. Staring at the crude painting in front of him, he was reluctant to look away for even a moment, but his face was full of admiration and admiration.

That night ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The lights in the living room of the Han family's cottage stayed on all night.

This night, Han Shunzhang, who has always been quiet and steady, looked at things and made some random noises from time to time - some of them were okay, at least they were intelligible, such as "Okay! This place is good!", for example "Beautiful!", and so on, but there are some that are simply incomprehensible, and can only be understood in words—

"Tsk!"

"Well!"

"Um!"

"what?"

"Oh!"

This night, he almost used up all the tone particles!

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I don't know if it's past 12 o'clock, but I still have to say a few more words and ask: It's May 1st, do you think it's necessary for me to compete for the monthly ticket list? (To be continued.) Enable new URL