The filming of the short film was still going on, and Zifeng had already gotten out of the car to remove his makeup.
She had very few scenes, only those few seconds in the car.
At this moment, he, Huang Lei, Teacher He, and the others were squatting behind the monitor and watching Liang Chen act.
"Big Brother's expression of pain is too similar. How did he do it?”
"Teacher Huang, is Xiao Chen really an experiencer?”
"It doesn't seem like it. Now, it looks like he's a method type. Let's continue watching. This kid always surprises me.”
Now, this parallel world was the same as Earth. Actors were divided into three acting schools.
The first type was the experiential type. Starting from the self, living in the character's situation.
It was because he got into character quickly and acted truthfully.
The disadvantage was that it was difficult to get out of character. If the actor was too deeply immersed in the character, a tragedy might happen.
The second was the Method School, which was inherited from the Experience School. It also required the actors to achieve a subconscious and realistic reaction.
However, there was a significant difference. The Method School allowed actors to change the person they were communicating with, while the Experience School did not allow it.
For example, if they acted in a couple scene, they would be facing the same person.
The experiencers would treat themselves as this person's partner and forcefully bring them in.
The method was to imagine the actor opposite her as someone she loved deeply to get herself into character.
The last type was expressionism, which did not emphasize starting from oneself but emphasized imitation.
At the same time, the expressionists did not advocate living subconsciously in the situation, but emphasized "jumping out" and design.
Each of these three paths had their own masters.
It was hard to say who was good or bad, but everyone agreed that the experiencers suffered.
Huang Lei was worried about this.
Then, would Liang Chen only take on comedy films in the future?
That's impossible, right?
However, Liang Chen's past was too tragic. He was taking on films about tragedies.
Would it make Liang Chen loathe the world and have thoughts of committing suicide?
Hence, Huang Lei was watching Liang Chen's performance closely, afraid that he would miss out on his observation.
At this time, the filming was already halfway through.
Liang Chen was carrying the child on his back, his eyes completely pale.
With his hands tied up, he could only move forward mechanically, searching for the smell of flesh and blood.
Looking at Liang Chen stumbling in pursuit of the flesh that he could never catch,
Everyone's eyes turned red.
Fatherly love!
A heavy topic.
"Let's get ready. Yixing, your javelin is real. It's just for show. Don't really prick me."
"Aiyo, Teacher Huang, don't worry. I just got someone to replace the spearhead.”
"Smart!"
Zhang Yixing looked at Huang Lei's thumbs up helplessly.
This way of protecting his children was really enviable.
" Liang Chen " eventually fell under the gunfire of the survivors.
Zifeng, who had already removed his makeup and changed his clothes, was also one of the survivors.
Just as they were about to leave,
Zifeng was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard something. He looked at Liang Chen on the ground with a puzzled expression.
Then, she revealed a surprised expression and went over to open the backpack on his back.
There was a baby inside.
Then, Zifeng stood up, carried the child, and waved at the few people not far away.
The final shoot ended with Zifeng carrying the child and digging with Yi Xing.
"Pa, pa, pa, that's great!"
"If this were to be made into a short film, who knows how many people would be moved to tears!”
"I didn't expect Liang Chen's acting skills to be so good. His empathy is too strong!”
The production team was really shocked by Liang Chen's acting skills.
They applauded Liang Chen together, and Wang Zhengyu laughed out loud.
"I didn't expect that I would also have a time to make a movie. Although it's a short film, it's better than many blockbusters!”
"Haha, Director Wang, stop praising me. I'll be the chef tonight, so there's no limit to the storage, right?”
It was almost six o'clock and the sun had set.
Although it wasn't dark yet, they couldn't leave now.
Everyone could only stay for one more night and leave together tomorrow.
"Unlimited! Take whatever you want! Help yourself!"
Wang Zhengyu felt a sense of satisfaction as he watched the mushroom house crowd cheer.
"Director Wang, what exactly is Ultraman?”
Everyone was curious about Sister Zifeng's question.
However, Wang Zhengyu remained tight-lipped and only told them to wait until the next episode.
At night, in the mushroom house.
Huang Lei and Liang Chen were cooking in the kitchen, chatting as they cooked.
She completely ignored Teacher He and Zifeng who were helping her.
"Disciple, which sect are you from?”
Liang Chen was stunned for a moment before he realized what Huang Lei was asking.
"Unorthodox. I've seen too much over the years and have some insights.”
"If we're talking about schools, it can be considered a combination of performance and method.”
"How is it? It's alright, right?"
Huang Lei gave him a thumbs up and laughed.
He saw a group of people sitting in the gazebo outside. They even had beer and peanuts on display.
It was obvious that they were ready to have a big meal tonight.
He turned around and continued to praise Liang Chen,"
"Alright, my disciple is too good!"
"By the way, disciple, when you were carrying the child today, did you have any thoughts?”
"Let me tell you, you should be getting married at this age.”
"And the girl can get married at the age of twenty, right, Zifeng?”
In the end, he suddenly said something to Zifeng, who was watching the show. In an instant, Zifeng's face turned red.
She lowered her head and didn't say anything. She didn't dare to look at Liang Chen.
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