Chapter 97

This is a yellow mud hut located on the edge of the bamboo forest in the west of Qingshui Village, covering an area of ​​more than 40 square meters.

Yellow and rotten leaves are scattered on the tiles of the roof. From a distance, green moss grows around the house.

"Crench."

The old wooden door, rotted by termites, was gently pushed open, making a heavy sound of friction.

Feng Kai was very worried that the door would suddenly fall apart...

"come in."

I don't know what happened, when Zhou Yang stepped into the door, Feng Kai felt a gust of wind blowing, standing outside and looking into the house, he felt that the whole room was dark and damp.

Especially the half of Zhou Yang's face looking at himself outside the house, smiling like a muscular zombie.

Feng Kai walked in.

"Director Feng, would you like some tea?"

Zhou Yang's voice was very calm, but his Mandarin began to change a little, with a touch of local dialect mixed in. His originally damp voice began to become dry and heavy. He was obviously in his 20s, but his voice seemed to be a lot louder. times the same.

"It will be all right."

Feng Kai's heart skipped a beat!
Inadvertently, he saw white labels stuck on the wall of the entrance.

On label paper:

(His voice has a northern Shaanxi accent, and his way of speaking is very simple, with a sense of simplicity...)
(He walks neither fast nor slow, but because of years of hard work, he inevitably hurt his feet, so he feels a little lame, but he tries his best to hide his lameness, trying to make himself normal)

(Because he lives with his mother all the year round, so his personality is more or less cowardly and withdrawn, and he doesn't like to communicate with outsiders outside the village, but he is very popular in this village, everyone is very united, and occasionally hunt)
(Every time he hunts, he will rush to the first one, rushing desperately because of his great strength.)
"..."

Looking at the labels, Feng Kai looked at Zhou Yang in a daze.

He made the analysis of the characters very detailed, almost every feature, every element and every sentence of dialogue was extremely harsh.

He looked at Zhou Yang again. Zhou Yang was pouring tea. When the tea was half poured, Zhou Yang suddenly turned his head and stared at the edge of the earthen stove.

"Mom! Here...we have guests."

Feng Kai's fingers trembled suddenly, the chill in the room seemed to penetrate into his bones in an instant, and he couldn't help shivering.

He followed Zhou Yang's gaze, but the direction of the earthen stove was empty.

However, Zhou Yang looked like someone over there!
Here he is again!

"Director Zhou, don't do this, it's quite infiltrating."

Feng Kai's throat trembled slightly, and then he showed an awkward smile to hide the chill on his back.

"This is what I have to do every day when I walk in the door. It is said in the book "Actor" that to be qualified as an actor, you have to immerse yourself in it. Even if there is no one, you have to treat it as someone..." Zhou Yang gave Feng Kai handed him a cup of tea, and motioned for Feng Kai to sit down.

Feng Kai took the tea subconsciously, and suddenly found that the teacup was very hot, and he almost lost his grip, but Zhou Yang held it firmly...

Then, he found that there was also a line of labels on the teacup.

(He has calluses on his hands. When holding something hot, his reaction will be a little slower than normal people. When he grabs a teacup, he likes to hold it tightly, which is a possessive desire that he doesn't even realize.)
Feng Kai sat on the chair, took a sip of tea, and then subconsciously lowered his head to look at the bottom of the chair.

He found a line of writing on the back of the crotch of the bamboo chair.

(He likes to sit on a chair to enjoy the shade, especially at dusk, it is a kind of quiet feeling, he will think of his wife on the chair, and calculate how much money is left to buy this lady every day...)
(The chair is a chair from 30 years ago, left to him by Huang Degui's father)

"Director Zhou, you...have you put his unique label on every piece of furniture?" Feng Kai took a sip of hot water after reading it, and after calming down a little, he looked at Zhou Yang and asked.

Zhou Yang is obviously close to him...

But he felt far away, full of strangeness and terror at the same time.

"Not all of them, even things related to the protagonist, I will think about them carefully, thinking about the meaning of their existence in the camera..." Zhou Yang looked at Feng Kai with a smile.

under incandescent light.

Feng Kai felt that Zhou Yang's smile became more permeable.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak for a long time. After waiting for a long time, Feng Kai heard Zhou Yang looking at the distant window again.

"Every time I come here, I tell myself that I am Huang Degui..."

"When I look at every item and decoration in the house, the relationship between them and Huang Degui, and the script of "The Crow" will appear in my mind..."

"A few days ago, when I was in the snow area, I was thinking about the meaning of the script "The Crow", and suddenly I came up with a very weird and ridiculous idea!"

"That's Home Feng Shui!"

"The place where a person lives will more or less affect a person's character, for example, the mansion, for example, the yin house where the dead live!"

"The same rice feeds a variety of people. The house where Huang Degui lives is backed by a bamboo forest and surrounded by mountain graves. The sun does not shine all year round, and it is full of moisture and moss. It actually feels like a shady house..."

"Because of the place where he lives, Huang Degui's character has been created, and it is a metaphor for Huang Degui's future ending..."

"..."

Feng Kai watched Zhou Yang talking about this house, and as he talked, Feng Kai couldn't help but tremble in his heart, especially after talking about the surrounding mountain tombs and bamboo forests, he subconsciously stood up.

He has read books, and he is not superstitious, but seeing Zhou Yang talking about messy things in a serious manner, it is inevitable that Feng Kai will feel like he is in a ghost movie.

Especially when Zhou Yang suddenly called out "Mom! There's a guest" just now...

Nima!

Isn't this bewitched!

"Director Zhou, you live in such a room, aren't you afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

Feng Kai saw that Zhou Yang was in a daze, and then grinned: "Let me take you to visit the bedroom again. The bedroom is the place where we are going to shut down the heroine, and I will fight the heroine."

"What hand are you moving?"

"Tie her hands and feet, and then have sex with her..." Zhou Yang narrowed his eyes, "Director Feng, although the protagonist is a bit ignorant and cowardly, he is a woman bought with money, even though this woman is not special in his heart Qualified, but the things that should be done still have to be done, by the way, Director Feng, there is one thing that stumps me."

"what's up?"

"When filming, how should I attack the heroine? I have no experience in this area..."

"..."

Feng Kai was silent.

He followed Zhou Yang into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, every piece of furniture was covered with oozing white stripes.

On the wall (I pressed her head and hit her against the wall)

On the table: (she was struggling, but a woman, especially a thin woman like her, has no strength at all, I slapped her and slapped her on the table, the old table was knocked over)

Bed: (I grabbed her and lifted her to the bed violently, I began to pick off her clothes, she struggled desperately, I slapped her again, and then pushed her up)
Bedside: (She was screaming in pain, her teeth touched the bedside, and she was bleeding, but there was a burst of laughter and praise from outside the room, and everyone was talking about how Huang Degui finally got his head off.)
Mosquito net bedpost (she was holding on to the bedpost, struggling until she was slapped again).

Feng Kai was shocked to see that Zhou Yang detailed each action, and even put a sequence title at the front of each action.

After reading it, his heart was greatly shocked!
"Director Zhou, you shouldn't have memorized the entire book "Actors" by heart!"

"That's not true, I just memorized the method of shooting. I think Mr. Charno's realistic immersion method in the West is quite reliable..."

"..." In the dim room.

Feng Kai looked at Zhou Yang and suddenly didn't know what to say.

He was afraid and ashamed facing Zhou Yang.

What was frightening was that Zhou Yang seemed to be in a strange state, as if he was substituting something, as if he had become another person.

What's ashamed is that he thought he was hardworking and hardworking enough, but for someone like Zhou Yang who is almost serious to the bone, he is really far behind!

Such a person can succeed no matter what he does!
"Director Feng..."

"what?"

"Do you have that kind of video?"

"Which?"

"It's that kind, that kind of reference video, it's better to have better acting skills so that people can learn from it."

"Yes, but the acting skills may not be very good..."

"Then you let me go, let me study?"

"???"

..............................

"Now I will take you to familiarize yourself with the place where you will mainly shoot. Well, it is the home of the protagonist Huang Degui, which is where Xiao Zhou lives now. Xiao Zhou is a very serious person. You can definitely learn from him. A lot of things, especially his attitude when filming..."

"I dare say that in the next ten years, Xiao Zhou will definitely have a place in the film and television industry..."

"Of course, you have to be mentally prepared. Xiao Zhou is a little immersed in the role now. Anyway, you just need to pay more attention... I think Xiao Zhou should still be learning something..."

Very late in the evening.

After Wang Shuai took Song Yiyi to familiarize himself with the village and settled down, he took Song Yiyi to the place where Zhou Yang lived.

While walking, he chatted with Song Yiyi about Zhou Yang.

Song Yiyi was very interested in Zhou Yang.

A director who has no acting experience or directing experience suddenly rises in Berlin and beats such a blockbuster as "Hero"...

Such a person is definitely a genius!

She was very curious about how he did it, and even more curious about how he managed to perform immersively.

When the two of them came to the edge of the house, they suddenly heard a strange sound.

Wang Shuai's expression suddenly became very exciting.

Then...

"Oh, oh, oh yeah, oh yeah!"

"Daddy Yami, Daddy Yami"

"Director Zhou, isn't this voice okay?"

"A little heavier..."

"This is too embarrassing!"

"I'm learning. It's not shameful to learn these things... By the way, is there any more explosive movies?"

"Uh, there is..."

"how about this?"

"She doesn't seem to be good looking...then who is good-looking...the figure should be worse"

"Cough, cough, Director Zhou, keep your voice down..."

After Song Yiyi heard this embarrassing voice, her eyes widened...

Suddenly, his face turned red with a bang.

(End of this chapter)

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