I just want to be an actor

Chapter 106
After figuring out the reasons, the causes and consequences, Zhou Sen felt that he understood Cheng Dieyi better.

He is actually such an arrogant person. Those behaviors that others think are unreasonable and crazy, are actually formed by his simple contradictions.

Zhou Sen really straightened out the context of Cheng Dieyi's life before he stood on the set of the last scene frankly.

The lighting and scenery of the last scene all have an underworld atmosphere.

Before Ye Yiwen called "Shoot", Zhou Sen stood on the stage and was already in the scene.

Under the dim blue light, specks of dust danced in the scattered light.

Zhou Sen put on his makeup completely and stood in the light.The makeup on his face was clearly meant to look like a smile, but he was smiling but not smiling, and two tears were faintly visible on his cheeks.

Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog. Smiles are like sorrow, and love is broken in two places.

The filming of this scene has not yet started, and the singing of this big play has not yet started.Zhou Sen's posture almost stopped Ye Yiwen and Qiu Shan.

"Good boy."

Ye Yiwen shook his head with a smile, this kid is really the most talented guy he has ever seen.

This was the last scene of "Farewell My Concubine", and he felt that this movie might become the most shining one on his brilliant directorial path.

"shoot!"

Ye Yiwen shouted, with his own passion and his appreciation for Zhou Sen.

The lights pulsed.

It was like a window, and the light coming through the window became the only light on the stage.

Standing on the stage, Zhou Sen realized that he seemed to be really acting for himself this time, playing the concubine Yu for himself.The man in front of him is not Duan Xiaolou, but a real overlord.

He doesn't need to see the real overlord take off his make-up and become a Duan Xiaolou who bows to life and the world.

He wants to make "Farewell My Concubine" the most beautiful chapter in his life here.

The footsteps are numerous.

Zhou Sen was sweating heartily on the stage. He tried his best to show off his singing and skills. Even if no one could appreciate his dancing posture, he still wanted to make himself the most beautiful posture in his life.

This may be the first time he really sang for himself.

He was no longer so attached to Duan Xiaolou, at this last moment, he truly released himself.

Zhou Sen's footsteps became more and more brisk.

Under the blue backlight, the expression on Zhou Sen's face was more carefree and relieved, which was an expression he had never seen in his whole life.

The sound of the drum, the sound of the flute, the sound of gold and iron horses.

"bass!"

There was a sword cry, and the long sword was unsheathed. ,

He fell down with a sound.

Ye Yiwen tightly grasped the edge of the director's chair, he was greatly shocked, he was sure that he saw the most beautiful scene in the whole "Farewell My Concubine".

This scene was not in his plan, nor in the script's arrangement.

But Zhou Sen's performance makes this paragraph so beautiful, making the poignant beauty of the whole story more real and dreamy.

It is no exaggeration to say that Ye Yiwen felt that Zhou Sen's expression when he killed himself raised the tone and concept of the whole "Farewell My Concubine" to a higher level.

He waited anxiously for Zhou Sen and Qiu Shan on the set to finish the next scene.

"It's been over!"

As soon as the scene was over, he anxiously ran away from his seat and ran towards the monitor. He was eager to know if the photographer had taken a complete shot of the close-up scene of Zhou Sen's face just now. down.

He already had a complete montage in his mind.

Ye Yiwen firmly believed that this was the most beautiful raw material.

Most of the crew had never seen Ye Yiwen so anxious like a child wanting a toy, and surrounded him curiously.

This is the last scene, and Ye Yiwen won't say they sabotage or something.

"You boy, you are really amazing."

Qiu Shan pulled Zhou Sen up from the ground and praised him with a smile.

"Although this sword is fake, it is also very hard. It hurts my neck from scratching."

Zhou Sen bared his teeth and wiped his neck.

Just now, in order to achieve a more realistic effect, he almost wiped his own neck.

Fortunately, the side of the sword facing the neck was completely blunt, so Zhou Sen would at most leave a conspicuous red mark on his neck, which shouldn't cause too much damage.

"If you hold the sword wrong, I'm afraid you will really wipe your own neck."

Akiyama sighed.

"It would be absurd if you really wiped your neck."

Zhou Sen just smiled hey.

To be honest, if he was really holding a sharp sword in the acting state just now, he might wipe himself off.

"Let's go and have a look."

Akiyama pulled him over to the crowd around him. He was actually curious about the extent of Zhou Sen's performance. When he was acting just now, he could feel the pressure Zhou Sen was putting on him, but He couldn't look at Zhou Sen in some scenes, and couldn't observe the details.

Before he squeezed into the crowd, there were already people in the crowd admiring.

Ye Yiwen was in the middle, with a calm face, staring intently at Zhou Sen's expression on the screen.

It's not that he is dissatisfied, but because he is too satisfied. He is sullen because he feels a little too regretful. It would be great if he could meet Zhou Sen earlier. With such an actor, he will definitely be able to create a movie. Another handed down classic.

Whether a movie is good or bad is actually based on the screenwriter and director. They are responsible for the structure and hard conditions of the movie.

Actors are those characters who can express the ideas of directors and screenwriters, and powerful actors can be sublimated based on them.

It's like the bones and skin of a human being. Only when the beauty of the bones and the skin are consistent can one achieve a true beauty that is recognized by everyone.

The beauty of the skeleton determines the foundation and the lower limit of beauty, while the beauty of the skin determines the upper limit and the most extreme splendor of beauty.

"Zhou Sen, this is already like Huacai's acting skills."

Ye Yiwen was silent for a long time before he squeezed out these words.

The tone of this picture was originally only blue, black, white and gray, but his performance made people feel that he is the only color in this world, only he is truly alive, The moment people saw this scene of him, they understood all his previous actions, that kind of madness, that kind of madness for drama, and madness for love.

Being able to rely on such acting skills to bring the audience into the same feeling and throbbing, this is the return to true acting skills.

Gorgeous, yet utterly authentic.

"Finishing tonight! Just focus on Zhou Sen's last scene, and eat the best tonight!"

Ye Yiwen waved his hand.

For him, this may be the most worry-free and comfortable movie he has made in so many years.

　The last chapter was not about the plot, but for readers who haven’t watched Farewell My Concubine to understand the reason for the madness of the character Cheng Dieyi.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)