The next day, at the filming site of Killer Wolf 2 at General Studios.
After the worship ceremony, Director Zheng Baorui lit a cigar and raised his hand to announce the start of the production.
Backstage.
"Wu Tian, you're still more handsome with a beard!”
There were no scenes for Tony Jia this morning. He was holding a box of stinky tofu and watching Wu Tian put on makeup backstage.
Wu Tian always moved inadvertently when he was putting on makeup.
Perhaps he was excited at the thought of filming, or perhaps he was not used to makeup yet.
However, there was no other way. Actors had to put on makeup.
At the beginning of the scene, Wu Tian had to play the role of the down-and-out Tan Zhi Jie. The makeup artist's job was very difficult, and it would probably take an hour to finish.
"Wu Tian laoshi, don't move."
The makeup artist did not let Wu Tian move.
Wu Tian could only channel all his strength into his body. His neck was very stiff, which reminded him of the scene of him getting a haircut when he was young.
It had been more than half an hour since Wu Tian's makeup was done. The makeup artist was now sticking on Wu Tian's beard. This was the final step.
"Little Tian, are you hungry? Do you want to eat a piece of sacred stinky tofu?”
After the last strand of beard was stuck on, Toniga pushed the stinky tofu in front of Wu Tian.
The makeup artist patted Wu Tian's shoulder.
"Teacher Wu Tian, it's done."
Hearing this, Wu Tian's suppressed anger immediately dissipated. He turned his stiff neck and examined himself in the mirror.
He had greasy hair, stubble, and pale lips. He looked like a gangster from the 90s.
"Wow, I seem to have aged 20 years in an instant.”
Wu Tian left the makeup chair and observed the scene in front of the mirror.
"Teacher Wu Tian, are you ready? Director Zheng asked me to call you.”
On the set of Killer Wolf 2, one of the assistant directors, the on-site director, was in charge of announcing the actors to go on stage.
"Oh, alright."
Wu Tian did not say anything else and left backstage with the director.
This scene was an indoor scene and also a one-man show.
He needed Wu Tian to curl up in the cramped toilet and act like a drug addict.
It could be said that the performance was very difficult. After all, there were no lines at all, and the only prop that could match the performance was a blanket.
"Xiao Tian, how are you? Don't be nervous later. If it's one, then it's two. If it's two, then it's three…understood?”
Zheng Baorui smoked his cigar leisurely, seemingly not in a hurry.
After all, the investors had given him a very long time to film the movie. It was a full four to five months. He could take his time and ensure the quality of the movie.
"Yes."
Wu Tian nodded and laid down in the toilet. He was ready.
“action！”
The script supervisor closed the script board.
This time, it was a dual-camera shoot.
However, it was worth mentioning that camera A was a fixed camera, mainly filming Wu Tian's facial expressions.
However, camera B was not a fixed camera, but a surround camera.
After this scene was recorded, there would be special editing later on. The two scenes would be mixed and edited so that it could reflect a more realistic visual effect.
The surround shooting of camera position B required Wu Tian to pay attention to the camera sense while performing, which was equivalent to increasing the difficulty of the performance.
Zheng Baorui put on his earphones and stared at the monitor. For this scene, his tolerance limit was five.
If he didn't pass all five, he might get angry.
Under the camera, Wu Tian entered his state.
He was wrapped tightly in the blanket, his body trembling as if there were countless worms crawling in his blood vessels.
But all of a sudden, his eyeballs almost popped out. His pupils were enlarged by ten times, and the veins on his neck looked like a crooked centipede!
However, the next second, he closed his eyes tightly and panted heavily. His facial expression gradually relaxed.
"An expert!"
Tony Jia gave him a thumbs up. He did not expect Wu Tian to be so good at acting at such a young age.
"Yes, your performance is not bad. Keep it up.”
Director Zheng Baorui blew out smoke rings leisurely. Wu Tian did not disappoint him.
He calculated the time. Three seconds later, this scene would end in one go!
However, the premise was that Wu Tian did not do anything funny.
Unfortunately, what he feared came true.
Under the camera, Wu Tian suddenly reached out his fist and punched the toilet bowl beside him.
Wu Tian did not know why he did this.
In fact, after he became a drug addict, Wu Tian's physical behavior would also be free from his own restraints.
Bang!
Wu Tian punched a hole in the toilet lid, and his right fist began to bleed.
"Crack!"
Zheng Baorui narrowed his eyes. His expression was uncertain. It was hard to tell if he was happy or not. It seemed like he had something on his mind.
"Xiao Tian is injured!"
Tonja shouted and rushed over.
At the same time, the medical staff immediately surrounded Wu Tian and bandaged his wound.
It was said to be bandaging the wound, but it was just a simple disinfection and bleeding control. There was no gauze.
"Thank you."
After bandaging his wound, Wu Tian confidently walked up to Zheng Baorui. Even he felt that his performance just now was perfect.
"Director, can I perform well?”
" Your performance was flawless. I couldn't even catch a trace of your performance, but…"
Zheng Baorui smacked his lips and suddenly didn't know what to say.
After half a minute of organizing his words, he patted Wu Tian's shoulder worriedly.
"Little Tian, try not to immerse yourself in the character in the future. At least retain a trace of consciousness. Otherwise, it's easy to fall into the character and be unable to extricate yourself.”
" Sigh, if you continue to act like this, you'll get depression if it's light. If it's serious-"
Zheng Baorui stopped talking again.
He thought of a person who was extremely similar to Wu Tian's filming style, his brother, Guorong.
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