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Chapter 71 Farewell

"Come back when you have time!"
"Don't give it away. It's so cold. Go back!"
At night, a few people finished their dinner.
Zhang Jinling, who also lived in Tongzilou, left first. Tang Guoqiang waved his hand and rode out of the way, leaving the two of them walking slowly towards the guest house.
The fine snow was still falling, and there were dim lights in the factory area, barely illuminating the road. Gong Xue, still wearing a military coat, rubbed her hands, her heart filled with reluctance for "Lushan Love".
Chen Qi was wearing a large cotton-padded jacket with a small cotton-padded jacket inside and a sweater underneath. The winter in this era was much colder than in later generations.
"Are you moving anything tomorrow?"
"There are only a few clothes, nothing to move."
"Oh, then I won't help."
"I didn't need help in the first place, I just packed my bags and left..."
Gong Xue looked at him with a bit of envy: "I don't have your talent, but you will be fine and can continue to live."
"Just average, third in the world!"
Chen Qi said a popular saying from an unknown era and said: "The drama during the day is good, it's the feeling I talked about. After you have this experience, you will be much more relaxed when you encounter similar scenes in the future. I can't help but shed tears."
Come here, you are the actress who cries best in the country!"
"I would rather not have this kind of title. It's so strange."
"You are still young. You will know when you taste the benefits. When you go back, don't forget to practice in front of the mirror and practice various expressions to form muscle memory."
"I remember, this is called expressionism!"
"Don't underestimate it, 99% of people can only be called shameful, and only 1% can be called expressive."
Many people have misunderstandings about expressionism and think it is inferior to experientialism and methodism, but this is not a theoretical factor, but a factor of individual actors.
The core of expressionism is to turn yourself into a super large memory and constantly absorb muscle memory, which requires hard work and practice.
But most people don't have this intention. For example, Da Mi Mi, she was quite smart when she played Guo Xiang. Later, she acted in many bad dramas, and she found that she could handle a drama with only a few expressions, and the director didn't care.
, fans don’t care, so why bother working hard?
When it comes to celebrity acting, some people always talk about Yang Mi.
Come on! She's a shitty star. Star acting doesn't mean she's bad at acting. It means she can reach 70-80 points in all roles, but she still can't deeply integrate with the characters. She can't rise to 90 points. Who else?
They all come to have fun.
If you really want to talk about it, what are the acting methods of Da Mi Mi, Yang Tianbao and Liu Haocun called?
It’s not popular! I don’t even want to mention it.
"Creak, creak, creak!"
The sound of shoes treading on the fine snow was particularly clear on this winter night. It was not far from Tongzilou to the guest house. They slowed down and arrived quickly.
Standing downstairs, Gong Xue watched him ponder over and over again, and said softly: "You know I can't speak, but I don't think the other person can understand it if one person hides his words in his heart.
How to say?
I am very, very grateful for your help. Without you, I could not have completed this work. I don’t have many friends in Beijing. I regard you as my good friend. If you need me in the future, I will definitely come.
"
"So official?"
"I wouldn't have told it in the first place!"
Gong Xue lowered her head, she had already summoned up the courage to say these few words.
"I understand what you mean. It's actually nothing. You've also satisfied my desire to be a teacher."
Chen Qi glanced at the door behind her and said, "Your army has a phone number. Give me your number and I'll call you if I need anything."
"Well, I'll give it to you tomorrow morning."
"Are you going home for the Spring Festival? Give me your home address too."
"My home?"
"If I can't find you at your home in Shanghai, I have a place where I can write and ask."
"..."
This seemingly joke made Gong Xue's heart suddenly jump. A feeling she had never thought of lingered in her heart, and she immediately suppressed it.
She bit her lip gently, and the dim yellow light in front of the building door mixed with the white snow reflected in her eyes. She looked at him for a while, nodded and said, "Well, I'll give it to you too."
"Go up, I'm going back too!"
"goodbye!"
Everyone went upstairs.
Gong Xue returned to the room and felt that her mood was very messy.
She felt both the melancholy of leaving the crew and the turmoil that had just occurred. She didn't know what the guy wanted to express. Did he simply want to write a letter to herself, or something else?
She is not stupid. Although she has little experience, she is still so old. She has never thought about crossing the boundary. She is several years older. But what if he really means that? What should she do?
It was a sleepless night.
…………
The filming of "Love in Lushan Mountain" has been completed and is entering the later stage.
Nowadays, there are no conditions for live recording, so all is dubbing later.
Later generations of audiences hated dubbing actors, but now it is normal. What everyone pursues is the overall artistry of a work, not the individual actors, not to mention there is no need to attend film festivals.
For example, in "A Dream of Red Mansions", except for Yuanyang's original voice, the rest are all dubbed. Many people can't even speak Mandarin well, and they can't help it with dialects.
There is also "Farewell My Concubine", in which Yang Lixin dubbed Leslie Cheung. In order to participate in the Cannes exhibition, Yang Lixin's name was specially deleted from the credits.
So Wang Haowei will call Gong Xue back and dub a part first. If he can, he will dub it himself. If not, he will use a professional dubbing actor - but that will have to wait until after the Spring Festival.
If all goes well, "Lushan Love" will be released next summer.
As the New Year approaches, Chen Qi stops writing scripts and gives himself a few days off.
He rented a camera, yes, you can rent it, and wandered around the streets and alleys of the capital, taking various photos. He had no other intention, he just wanted to leave some traces of his first year here, which was also the last year of the 1970s.
Year.
"Comrade Zhanying, can you talk about your expectations for the 1980s?"
"I'm just looking forward to earning more money. When I open my eyes every day, there are more than 30 brothers and sisters waiting for me to support you. You damn girl, you still don't work and you take pictures here and there with a broken camera. Get out of here!"
"Mom, the 1980s are coming soon. Do you have any vision?"
"You should find a partner as soon as possible and get married when you are old enough. After you get married, you have to have a house. Where will the houses in your cooperative come from? You can't squeeze a family of four into one room. I'm worried to death!"
"Xiao Cai, what are your expectations for 1980?"
"Me, I look forward to world peace!"
"Where's Lao Liang?"
“Earn more royalties!”
"Where are you, Geyou?"
"Don't let me play the role of an engineer carrying wood in the theater company. The wood has been worn out by me. I can just change it to a communications soldier. After all, he is a high-tech personnel."
"Shanshan..."
"Ah ah ah, don't come over!"
Chen Qi took pictures around and found that the quality of the people generally needed to be improved, and they couldn't even say anything decent.
Finally, he found Wang Yang.
Wang Yang sat in the office and said with a smile: "What have you been doing running around these days?"
"Leave some traces, don't move, I'll take a picture for you!"
Chen Qizhen took a picture of him. These images will become historical materials in the future, so I will treasure them.
"I asked about Yang Luchan. His descendants are renovating the tomb, so I can write. Will you go home in the New Year?"
"go home."
"Then you'd better finish the script in January, otherwise the Spring Festival will be delayed again."
"I can definitely finish it in January, don't worry... Well, why don't you also tell me your expectations for 1980?"
"Haha! I don't have any big wishes. I just hope that Chinese movies will get better and better and the system will be reformed sooner!" Wang Yang said with a smile.
reform?
Chen Qi was stunned for a moment, then understood and smiled.
Wang Yang was the only one left in the room. He spread out a thick sheet of materials on the table. This was the income and expenditure of all projects of the Beijing Film Studio this year, as well as the budget of some movies to be launched next year, etc.
(No more...)
Chapter completed!
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