King of Ensemble [Entertainment]

After a month of preparation, the documentary was officially launched.For the cooperating crew, it is actually a kind of promotional advertisement. According to the requirements of the crew, some plot issues will also be emphasized in the documentary film, and soft advertisements will also be added to the producers and investors.

On the first day of starting the machine, Wei Yiquan took Xu Qing back to the alley where Xu Qing lived for ten years. Xu Qing wore that obscene mask, plain glasses and a peaked cap, trying to disguise himself as much as possible. , and Wei Yiquan went to the fried dough sticks shop and had fried dough sticks with soy milk.

Xu Qing was very moved by Wei Yiquan's thoughtful behavior, but the proprietress recognized him when he finally paid the bill. After all, after watching Xu Qing for so many years, the proprietress could recognize Xu Qing at a glance.

Fortunately, it was still early and there were not many people in the store. Xu Qing took off his mask and chatted with the proprietress for a while, then signed an autograph for her daughter. child."

Wei Yiquan stood next to him, the proprietress probably thought he was Xu Qing's boss or something, and hurriedly said: "Xu Qing is a good boy, he is willing to endure hardships and work hard, and never complains. He has been in this business for a long time and is very experienced. of."

Wei Yiquan nodded with a smile: "I know."

The proprietress said ay-hey twice, and seemed to be very sad. Before Xu Qing left, she also said: "It's hard to get out, but you must cherish it."

After getting into the car, Xu Qing stared at the signboard of the deep-fried dough stick shop in a daze. A young man wearing the uniform of the shop came back on the delivery truck. His thin back made him see himself a few months ago for a moment.

Wei Yiquan patted him on the shoulder, Xu Qing took a deep breath, looked at the time: "It's almost time, let's go."

As to whether Xu Qing will be the host, just follow up and interview, or participate in it, this matter is still inconclusive.So Wei Yiquan asked Xu Qing to try both first to see which one would work better.

Xu Qing first tried to participate in the part. They drove to a film and television city outside the city. A Republic of China film was being filmed here. Braided a small braid fell on the chin.

He was wearing sunglasses, and the sunglasses were flipped up. When he saw Wei Yiquan and the others coming, he hurriedly said hello, and then continued to watch the surveillance.

The assistant ran up and said, "Director Wei, you can do whatever you want, and you can give me orders if you have anything to do. This is my phone number..."

The assistant handed over the business card, and Wei Yiquan accepted it and thanked him.

Documentary films do not need too many accompanying staff, and Wei Yiquan went out in person just to accompany Xu Qing.

Wei Yiquan followed the assistant around, and found the people who had been ordered to follow up. He stood there and thought for a while, and said to Xu Qing and the cameraman, "They're going to shoot street fights soon, so let's take a look at them." Start there."

The photographer said: "I'll just shoot whatever I want, and I'll edit when the time comes."

"Okay." Wei Yiquan patted him on the shoulder, "You are an expert in documentary filming, you can figure it out."

The photographer was specially invited by Wei Yiquan. The other party made an OK gesture, turned his head and said to Xu Qing: "Let's take a look casually, and I will follow you. You do your own thing, don't worry about me. When introducing things You have to avoid the camera a little bit, understand?"

The cameraman, surnamed Liao, was tall and tall. He carried the camera as if he was playing with it. He held the camera with one arm, and instructed Xu Qing with the other hand: "I will find the camera position by myself. Just don't shake around."

Xu Qing nodded: "If you have any questions, please tell me directly, and I will make adjustments."

Even if it is turned on, it is the first time for Xu Qing. He was a little awkward at first, but he soon integrated into his own world.

He has been to this film and television city many times. C City is a place where crews often come, which is why he came to C City with the cheap master. Fortunately, he was in C City when he was tricked by the Di family. , even if it is impossible to travel with the group all over the country, there are still many opportunities for group performances in the local area.

There is still plenty of preparation time right now. He took the photographer into the dressing room and props and clothing room, and introduced the things that the crew needs to use one by one, how these things came from, etc...

There are many kinds of clothes in the clothing room, and the clothing designer is still modifying them on the spot. Xu Qing knows this business well, and basically does not need to interview the staff, he can introduce and explain one by one by himself.

Occasionally meeting familiar field workers and prop masters, Xu Qing would greet them, and the few of them chatted casually, and chatted about what the show was about by the way, which can be regarded as providing an opportunity for publicity.

Wei Yiquan followed Xu Qing all the time. He was standing behind the camera. It was rare to see Xu Qing's every move through the monitor. Looking at Xu Qing under natural light, the change in Xu Qing's temperament was particularly obvious.

He returned to the world he had been in for many years, he knew it well, the obvious confidence, emotion and the occasional complicated eyes, as well as the cute little stories eager to share with Wei Yiquan and others made him look very Vibrant.

In the clothing room, Xu Qing chose a simple set of student uniforms from the Republic of China period, a black stand-up collar, a small schoolbag and a hat, and he ran out after wearing them, and quickly found the location of the street fighting.

This scene is about the moment when the war started, everyone was frightened by the sudden explosion, bombs kept falling from the sky, and the ambushing soldiers started a gun battle at the entrance of the alley.

There are also ordinary people in the alley, they screamed and screamed while avoiding, blood and flesh flew all over the place, setting off the cruelty of the war.

Xu Qing stood in the crowd, being dragged by the make-up artist to make his face look dirty with mud and blood. There were some old and weak women and children in front of him, some of them were holding children, and some were holding children. Shopping for vegetables with baskets, and a few men and women also wearing school uniforms.

Standing in the crowd, Xu Qing felt like returning to the time when he was still doing group performances: endless waiting, exhausting running, and a salary of less than 50 yuan a day; I am worried about remitting money to my sister and paying off debts to my parents.That kind of sad and forbearing feeling suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart - every day I expected some changes in myself, and every day the sun still rose and set as usual.

He was in a daze when Wei Yiquan called him from behind.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that the group performers who were going to be highlighted were also crowded in the crowd.

The street battle was still being prepared, and Xu Qing knew that they had gathered here early and might have to wait for hours, so he pushed his way through the crowd and greeted the group performers.

These are all professional and group, also known as "dragon sets", which are different from group performances convened in the local area, but the salary is not much different.

Xu Qing squeezed over to greet them. They were wearing different clothes and looked at the camera, feeling a little embarrassed.

Xu Qing chatted with them for a while, and one of them was a professional dude who had been doing it for almost five years.

The other one is a newcomer, from G City, the journey is far away, the dark circles under his eyes are obviously not awake, and he must have arrived at four or five in the morning.

The newcomer was not yet 20 years old, Xu Qing chatted with him: "Why do you want to come here?"

"I went to cooking school," the young man said, "but I don't want to be a chef, I just like acting. Back then, our family didn't have money to send me to study art or acting, so I saved some money and came here by myself."

"How old is this year?"

"nineteen."

Xu Qing joked with a smile: "I'm also a group performer. I can tell you that being a chef is better than doing this."

The man chuckled, and his voice was crisp: "Don't tease me, I know you, you are Xu Qing."

Xu Qing was surprised: "Huh? You know me?"

He smiled and winked at the camera again: "Am I so popular?"

The group performers nearby all laughed: "The group performers all know you. After ten years of group performance, you finally made a name for yourself. It's so inspiring."

The young man also nodded: "Actually, I've also heard people say that there are ensemble performers for 15, 20 years, or even a lifetime. It's not easy for someone to stand out. I admire you very much."

A middle-aged man next to him suddenly interjected and said: "little dolls like you, you just took advantage of your youth to make a fortune. It's okay to make a name for yourself, but if you don't make a name for yourself, go back where you should go." , and don't be stubborn with this."

The middle-aged man glanced at Xu Qing: "After all, there are only a few people who get ahead. Not everyone happens to have that kind of luck. Sometimes you can't accept your fate."

Xu Qing smiled and said nothing, the young man was unconvinced: "Persistence may not necessarily lead to success, but giving up will definitely lead to failure!"

The middle-aged man sneered, shook his head, and stopped talking.

Xu Qing knew that probably everyone who came here would persuade newcomers like this, because everyone who came here once had the same passionate dreams as them, but the years have cruelly washed away their persistence and beliefs, and they are actually advising with good intentions , I hope these rookies don't get hurt like them.

But if the young would listen to the advice of the old, there would be less trouble in the world.

Every road has to be blazed by oneself. If you don't try it yourself, you won't let it go.

The young man said: "Brother Xu, you are my idol."

Xu Qing laughed: "Thank you, this is my honor."

Xu Qing chatted with the group performers all morning, and after a few hours passed, the sun at noon became more and more scorching, and many people squatted down unbearably, trying to hide in the shade. Wei Yiquan went to buy ice cream. When the water came, Xu Qing took the ice water and thought: I used to be the same as these people, how dare I leave without authorization to buy some water?

This time, there must be someone to make up for it, or the filming may start suddenly. If I don't catch up, I will miss an opportunity.

Even if there is no chance to show your face in the real shooting, you dare not miss it once.

A scene of a few minutes, 10 minutes, just waited for several hours. When the filming started, everyone was dizzy from the sun. The director's assistant took the radio and shouted: "Let's get one and pass it, there is a bomb falling here." Those who come here should run with their faces and heads covered, some with wounded makeup, remember to fall down, don't keep running around!"

The assistant yelled it twice, making sure everyone remembered it before officially starting.

Xu Qing tore off the collar, twisted the shirt inside, and raised his hand to support the hat.The young man next to him wore scarred makeup and looked at him strangely: "Brother Xu, what are you doing?"

"You have to understand the scene, make it conform to normal logic, and don't do what the assistant says." Xu Qing taught him, "For example, if you run fiercely, your hat will definitely fall off, and your collar will definitely be pulled by the strap of your schoolbag. Understand what I mean ?"

The young man nodded quickly, and said, "Then, what about me?"

Xu Qing looked at him: "You have bruises and scratches on your face, it must be from a fall, so if you fall after a few steps, remember to touch the scratched side to the ground, don't hold your hat up , It would be better if you can throw the hat farther when you throw it."

The young man nodded and nodded, his neck almost broke.

Wei Yiquan couldn't help curling his lips when he saw Xu Qing's seriousness in an instant. He and the cameraman couldn't follow in the alley, so he retreated to the director's side.

The bearded director looked at the monitor: "Your Xu Qing is not bad, he entered the play very quickly. I am talking about the protagonist of my next play, and I think he is quite suitable."

Wei Yiquan proudly said: "You have good vision."

Bearded director: "..."

Photographed throughout the day, Xu Qing is sometimes a wounded person, sometimes a coachman running around with an empty cart on the street, and sometimes an ordinary person sitting in a teahouse drinking tea and reading a newspaper.

By the time the play was over, he was already smelling of sweat.

He didn't let Wei Yiquan approach him, and casually wiped the sweat off his face with the hem of his clothes. Wei Yiquan had no choice but to go to the hotel and ask for a room, and asked him to take a shower and change clothes first.

When the two left, the young man ran over to ask Xu Qing for his autograph. When Xu Qing bowed his head to sign, the young man looked at him, then at Wei Yiquan, and whispered: "Brother Xu, someone just signed Tell me, the reason why you are popular is actually because..."

He paused: "Actually, it's because I found a good backer. What they say about working hard and persevering is false, and it's true to have money and power."

There was hope in the young man's eyes: "You are not like this, are you?"

Wei Yiquan frowned, and was about to ask him who said these words, but Xu Qing gently stopped him.

Xu Qing said: "I have never done anything against my conscience, I walk straight and stand straight."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "I knew it..."

Xu Qing said again: "But they are not wrong."

The young man was taken aback.

Xu Qing pulled Wei Yiquan over: "Without the support of Director Wei, I wouldn't have had so many opportunities."

The young man murmured: "But that's because of you...you..."

Xu Qing didn't explain to him, handed him the signed book, and said with a smile, "Come on."

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Note: The description of the documentary refers to Heilongjiang Satellite TV's humanities documentary program "Draft".If you are interested, you can also search for it, and you can learn about some things about the crew.