"Brother, can you move faster?”
"Hiss…Don't rush me, I'll be able to go in soon.”
"Ohoho…Can you help me up?”
Lin Keran looked at her brother speechlessly and walked over. She used all her strength to help him into the back seat and then fanned her nose."You smell like sweat. You stink!"
"Your supercar is too inhumane. Next time, change to an SUV.”Lin Tu grimaced.
"I think it's better to change to a wheelchair!" Lin Keran wrinkled her nose.
"I don't know what kind of curse has bewitched all of you to actually allow that fellow to torture you like this. If it were me, I would have flipped the table and quit!" A certain little beauty who couldn't eat grapes fanned the flames.
Prince, who was paralyzed in the back seat, felt the sourness and endless fatigue brought by his excessive levels of actic acid. He did not even have the desire to open his mouth. He could only laugh like an idiot...
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This week of 'special training' was like a living hell. Lin Tu had to wake up early at 7 am every day. At 8 am, he had to start practicing his vocal cords and pulling his voice. At 9 am, he started practicing all kinds of walking, turning around, finger movements, and facial expressions.
There was a 40-minute lunch break at noon, and then in the afternoon, they had to rehearse the designed stage moves over and over again. They would not be able to finish class until after 10 p. m.
According to Yang Zhu," The results have to be accepted according to the standards of a play. In short, there must be no deviation from the set of movements!”
The heavens had pity on him. Although this set of movements seemed to only last for five minutes, it had all four key points: " light,"" slow,"" fast," and " heavy." Not only did he have to change the rhythm of the movements suddenly from time to time, but there were also many movements that required explosive force in the middle chorus.
Under Yang Zhu's strong request, the teachers of Qu Yi took out the treasure of the school that had been sealed for 20 years--the "ruler". If the two of them did not meet the standard, they would swing it fiercely with a "pa" to let you feel what it meant to be "death care from a strict teacher."
After a few days, Lin Tu finally understood what it meant to have no flesh on his body that belonged to him. If Mother Lin saw this scene, she would probably cry herself unconscious in the car.
However…
Prince looked at the little white rabbit beside him, who could not even speak and was about to " die ". His facial muscles twitched.
She thought to herself, Yang Dada's ruthlessness and strict requirements for his artists were something she had never seen before. Compared to this girl, the so-called " inhuman tribulations " that he had suffered were really just a joke.
He thought of the torture that this girl had suffered in the past few days…
Eh? Why can't I remember anything?
Could this be the legendary selective amnesia?
But why was every cell in his body trembling in fear?
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"Okay, through the previous assault training, the two of you have barely met the requirements for acting. It's not in vain that I spent 100,000 yuan on you.”
In the studio, Yang Zhu looked at the two people standing obediently in front of him with some satisfaction. After a day of rest, the two of them had finally recovered to the level of ordinary people.
After twelve days of special training, Teacher Zhang, who had had enough of his addiction to being a "strict teacher", regretfully gave Yang Zhu a call." They've met the requirements." His tone was filled with regret and reluctance…
Yang Zhu, who was in a hurry to complete the task, did not care about her thoughts. After giving the two of them a day off, he officially began his filming career.
After an hour of makeup, the two of them put on their custom-made clothes and stood in front of Yang Zhu.
Oh my, that smell is coming out…
On the left, Lin Tu was dressed in a plain green robe. He had a little makeup on his face, which suited the style of opera and did not make people act out.
His sleeves were closed and drooped weakly.
He bowed slightly, his eyes evading her gaze, coupled with a slightly stiff embarrassment on his face.
A sense of despondency arose…
"Good!" Yang Zhu raised his thumb and cheered.
He turned to look at the other side.
Yo!
He had thought that the little white rabbit was more suitable for the "strong" ancient costume, but he did not expect it to be so…seductive after a little embellishment.
The little white rabbit was wearing a specially made palace dress, which was made of countless hard leather with distinct edges and corners. On each piece of leather, complicated patterns were carved with a carving knife, and colorful colors were processed using the method of "applying color". It looked extremely beautiful and…stiff.
That's right, Yang Zhu had asked someone to use the technique of " shadow play " to make up for Wan Jing's makeup. The exterior was made of young bull leather, which was of moderate thickness and softness.
A total of two sets had cost Yang Zhu a total of 250,000 yuan. Although his heart ached, looking at the current effect, it was worth it!
Looking up, she had a pair of eyes that were deliberately painted into a red phoenix shape. There was a drop of dark red cinnabar tears at the corner of her right eye. She had a straight nose bridge, slightly red lips, and a pair of eyes that were like a little rabbit's water. She could not help but exclaim, What a woman who was both charming and virtuous!
His face, which had been meticulously painted with white powder, was outlined with extremely thin lines. While it appeared angular, it also indicated his identity as a puppet.
Coupled with the Ling Xiao bun that was interwoven with countless accessories, the little white rabbit now looked like an immortal but not an immortal, like a human but not a human, like a ghost but not a ghost…
Ignoring Bunny's complaints about her "heavy head" and "heavy clothes", Yang Zhu sat behind the camera."
"Attention, all department staff. Actors, get ready.”
“ACTION！”
"Don't say that no one is with you, how can you match without a heart?"
In the camera, Lin Tu surrounded Wan Jing, whose eyes were tightly shut and motionless, and started singing. His eyes were filled with infatuation. Then, he turned his head around with a slightly exaggerated 'struggling' expression. His body instantly became weak, revealing a trace of despondency!
“CUT！”
"Lin Tu, your performance just now was not bad, but you didn't find the right camera.”
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"Without you, it's considered a sin. Without a heart, it's easier to accompany."
Wan Jing slowly opened her eyes. Her pupils were unfocused. Then, her hands and feet began to dance in an extremely stiff posture. However, the dance gave people a feeling of " agility." These two feelings merged into one, giving Yang Zhu, who was behind the camera, an extremely absurd and strange impact.
"It was you who kissed away the brush and ink, staining the tears in the corners of my eyes."
Wan Jing's movements began to soften. She was no longer as stiff as before. She turned around and covered her right face with her orchid fingers. Then, her pupils began to return to normal. Her eyeballs gradually glowed as if they were beginning to " come alive."
“CUT！”
"This is too much. Make-up artist, change the cinnabar tears on the female lead's face to bright red!”
The two people in front of the camera let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that the progress was not bad?
It was not as exaggerated as his BOSS had described it to be "extremely troublesome"! Are you trying to scare me?
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" The sorrow of a long separation is not sorrow, and the red part turns into ashes…"
Wan Jing circled around her destitute master in a light manner. Her brows were slightly relaxed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. Her still somewhat dull eyes had a trace of gentleness.
“CUT! Make-up artist, the female lead's hair accessory is loose. Stabilize it and reshoot this one!”
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"When you hold my hand, I can fly…"
Lin Tu raised his hands high up in the air. His ten fingers moved lightly as if he was holding a wooden stick. He was controlling the puppet below through invisible threads.
His eyes were filled with infatuation, and his smile was filled with satisfaction and a hint of madness. He looked like a fetish.
“CUT！”
"Male protagonist, your steps are not synchronized with the puppet, and your ten fingers are a little chaotic.”
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"You withered, but I never withered. You, you tired, but I dare not tire…"
The two people in the camera started to circle around each other.
Lin Tu's movements began to slow down, and his facial expression gradually turned numb. His pupils gradually glazed over, and he appeared to be somewhat dejected.
“CUT! The makeup artist helped them with their makeup! We'll take another shot later."
The makeup artist rushed up and first drew some wrinkles on Lin Tu's face. Then, she drew some fine lines on Wan Jing's face that looked like cracks.
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"You withered, but I never withered. You, you tired, but I dare not tire…"
“CUT! The makeup artist helped them with their makeup! We'll take another shot later!"
The makeup artist rushed forward and added some wrinkles to Lin Tu's face. She also added some short mustaches to his face before adding some " cracks " to Wan Jing's face.
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Wan Jing and Lin Tu filmed this line more than 20 times.
She finally understood what her BOSS meant when he said," This music video will be extremely troublesome."
In the time it took for a single line of lyrics, Lin Tu had to turn from a young man to an old man in the span of two turns. Moreover, he didn't turn old in an instant. Instead, he edited dozens of scenes into a short three-second scene to seamlessly show the process of " turning old " and " the puppet shattering."
For example, when Lin Tu turned around, he was a young man. When he turned around, he started to grow a beard. When a quarter of his face was revealed, it turned into a long beard. When his face was revealed, it gradually turned into a gray beard and hair...
Thinking about her own " rupture ", Wan Jing realized that it was the same. No wonder when they were practicing, the BOSS would ask the two of them not to make any mistakes in the entire set of movements and frequency. This was the reason why they had made such a big fuss!
The exhausted Bunny cursed Yang Zhu in her heart."Can't you find a special effect?"
However, when she thought about the current level of special effects in the country, Wan Jing reluctantly acknowledged her BOSS 'painstaking efforts. The special effects were unreliable, so she could only use the tears of the actors to make up for it…
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" The snow and wind make the autumn white hair tail faint, the lights are bright, rubbing your eyebrows."
After changing into another " old " costume, Wan Jing was like a completely " alive " person. A small half of her face that was covered in cracks was full of pity and sorrow. She was still dancing around the old man in the middle, but her right hand was dislocated and limped. It was very strange, but she still danced with all her might...
“CUT! Retake this one!"
"Wan Jing, you're now a puppet whose arm is getting more and more damaged. Every time you swing it, the feeling of your dislocated joints will become stronger.”
The little white rabbit, who was on the verge of collapse, weakly raised its sore and swollen right hand.
"Can I have some water?"
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