I just want to be an actor

Chapter 139 So My Acting Skills Are So Good?

In the afternoon, Zhou Sen indeed met the leaders Qiu Shan mentioned.

He originally thought that the so-called leaders should be some relatively ordinary small leaders, but in the end he found some big bosses who could be seen on the news broadcast.

It seems that Ye Yiwen's status is really different.

Even such a bigwig will pay his respects to watch his movies.

In fact, Zhou Sen didn't know. This was because Ye Yiwen's film was managed by these leaders. This was also their political performance needs, and it was also an opportunity for them to show the charm and era of traditional Chinese opera to the people of China and the world. .

After everyone was seated, all the bigwigs arrived. It seemed that they were also very busy.

In fact, Zhou Sen was a little nervous when the film was about to start showing.

Not just worrying about quality, but more about political correctness.

After all, there are many events in "Farewell My Concubine" that involve historical backgrounds, and he doesn't know if these big leaders will be unhappy when they see Ye Yiwen's presentation of those historical backgrounds.

At that time, if it is politically wrong, the film will be banned.

Then, oh ho, it’s over.

With the vibration of the sound in the auditorium, the lights went out, leaving only the big screen in front of the auditorium to play the opening title.

Once this film is released, sometimes people don't think so much.

Ye Yiwen's shooting skills and editing skills are both solid and powerful. Just the colors, camera angles, and language styles at the beginning can directly and completely substitute people into that era.

In fact, when Zhou Sen was filming, he didn't know that the light and shadow effects could be so good in some scenes.

The story is told in light and shadow.

But Cheng Dieyi's life was indeed too bleak and miserable. Zhou Sen looked at himself on the screen in a daze. He felt that he was not himself on the screen.

In other words, the one on the screen is not Zhou Sen, but Cheng Dieyi.

Looking at the picture, my little eyes, my little movements, and my temperament.

Zhou Sen was almost fascinated by Cheng Dieyi.

The kind of infatuation deeply hidden in the bones, and the kind of sad and desolate world, all make people immersed in Cheng Dieyi's miserable life.

So my acting skills are already so good?

When Zhou Sen was watching "Farewell My Concubine", besides the emotional memory evoked by himself in the screen from time to time, he was thinking about this sentence.

It's not that he is bragging, but that he really didn't realize that he was able to achieve this level of performance mode and expressiveness in that state of immersive performance.

To be honest, Zhou Sen feels that his performance in "Farewell My Concubine" has surpassed his average performance level, which is enough to describe his performance as stunning.

If Zhou Sen were to evaluate his acting skills objectively, he would confidently take "Farewell My Concubine" and say that this is world-class actor-level acting skills!

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However, Zhou Sen found that after watching the whole movie, no one seemed to speak, and no one showed any emotion.

Zhou Sen looked at the expressions of the people around him with a little light, but found that they all looked dumbfounded.

Even those bigwigs sitting in the best viewing seats all had dull expressions.

He didn't know whether it was good or bad, it was impossible to say such a thing.

It's possible that my performance was too deep and I didn't make this movie easy to understand, which caused everyone to be confused when watching the movie for the first time. It's not impossible.

It is also possible that one's own state is too real, thus losing some artistic expression tension.

Zhou Sen didn't dare to mess around and watched. He sat upright and continued to watch the director's cut version of "Farewell My Concubine".

But until the last screen.

Zhou Sen found that even he was crying inexplicably, but there was still no movement in the venue, not even the sound of sobbing.

He has already begun to think about the problem.

"Snapped!"

The lights were turned on, and the venue returned to its bright appearance.

But no one moved, no one walked, no one spoke.

Zhou Sen sat for a long time without hearing anything else. He really couldn't help but turned his head slightly to look at the audience around him.

However, it was discovered that everyone covered their faces and wept silently.

Under Ye Yiwen's editing, "Farewell My Concubine" became even more heartbreaking.

That kind of doomed tragedy, that kind of deep-rooted pain made him interweave more violently with the composition of the lens.

Zhou Sen knew that some movies would make the audience cry.

But he didn't expect that there would be a movie that made the audience cry, but they couldn't cry.

In fact, he didn't understand the group of people who came to see "Farewell My Concubine" today.

Among these people, there are the core creative team in the crew, some experienced leaders, and some old artists who have endured all the hardships in the world.

For them, the romance, love and suffering in "Farewell My Concubine" seem to be far away from everyone, but in fact, with Ye Yiwen's techniques, intellectuals like them are better able to find that kind of love on their own. Emotional resonance point.

These people don't look down on the resonance points that are sent to them.

But this kind of emotional resonance that relies on hints, associations, and supplements is what really makes them want to stop.

"Papa. Papa."

Perhaps feeling that the silence after the lights came on was too embarrassing, a leader in a tunic raised his hand and applauded gently.

His movements are not big, but they are very clear in this quiet auditorium.

Maybe someone took the lead, or maybe it was a leadership role, and other people in the auditorium also started to applaud.

The applause changed from crisp and clear at the beginning, to noisy and lively, to thunderous and endless applause at the end.The applause in the entire auditorium lasted for several minutes.

They seemed to have blown out all the applause that had been suffocated just now.

The applause was interspersed with some weak sobs. Even the leader who stood up to applaud had tears streaming down his face. Everyone in the screening room looked at him. When the applause subsided, he He spoke slowly.

"This movie is extraordinary. The two actors are amazing."

"As expected of Lao Ye, this drama will be released in such an authentic way."

The old leader gave instructions to the secretary beside him.

"We must confess to the people in radio and television, and we must change the rigid rules stuffed in our heads when dealing with this movie!"

The secretary was silent for two seconds, and reminded his old leader.

"The people from Radio and Television are on your left."

(End of this chapter)