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Chapter 172 Self-cultivation of an assistant director

The first day of construction was not smooth, and the expected progress was only half completed.

After eight o'clock in the evening, when it got dark, You Xiaogang announced that he was off work. Xu Fei led people to seal up the equipment and props, and locked the door. Cao Ying was still sitting in the back seat, holding the dog in his arms.

Poor gourd spent a whole day in vain, and it wasn't his turn to play.

Teacher Xu!

Dispersed in twos and threes, Ge You came up from behind on a bicycle, Send Xiaoying home?

Well, what are you doing tonight?

I'm fine.

That's fine, let's talk later.

Eh.

It was exactly what Ge You wanted.

So three people and one dog first went to the south half of the alley at Caishikou, Cao Ying waved his hands and walked into the yard.

I didn't find a restaurant or anything, it was nearby, just about to sit down, Xu Fei suddenly looked around, No, this place is unlucky, go over there.

The two headed south again, and after a while, they saw a green field with many old people walking.

This area used to be a Guandi Temple in the Ming Dynasty. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was greened and renovated, and a Wanshou West Palace Park was built. It was renamed Wanshou Park in 1995.

I found a bench at random, and the gourd was bored all day, chasing butterflies on the grass.

I've been filming for a day today, how do you feel?

Feeling, hi...

Ge You rubbed the back of his head, You've seen it too, and you're a little bit ashamed and flustered.

Then what do you think is the problem?

I still don't have a good understanding of ideas, the theoretical study is not in-depth, the characters are flat, and lack soul. And Director You told us about the play... Hey, he said behind his back that people are not very good, but I really didn't understand it.

You just talk in one way now, why don't you use it in the play? Xu Fei smiled.

This, this is the state of my life, it's not good to play it?

Why is it not good?

He asked back, What do you think acting is? Don't be too deep, just a word.

In a word, uh, it means that the characters you play should look like them, right?

Like who?

Like characters, oh, I mean actors like characters in a script.

It's true in theory, but acting is a very complicated thing. Of course, this is my personal understanding. Let's talk about it.

Xu Fei organized his words and continued: First of all, I think performance is very subjective, and the audience's perception of your performance is also subjective.

From the perspective of performance theory, there is no set of absolutely authoritative rules that apply everywhere. For example, the Steiner performance system, we study it not because it is correct, but because we agree with this theory relatively.

There are others, like the Grotowski performance system, can you say that it is not correct? It is also correct, but it has not spread to China, and not many people know about it.

So above the baseline, there is no set standard for performance. Below the baseline, we can formulate some rigid criteria for judging.

For example, the lines should be pronounced clearly, with ups and downs; emotional changes should fit the plot, not abrupt, etc...

This is a passing score, and those who achieve it can barely be called actors.

...

Ge You was so engrossed in listening that he didn't even notice that the mosquito flew to his arm for a feast.

Then how do you improve after you exceed the baseline? This is a subjective thing. No one is qualified to say it. You just do what I say, and you must be right.

So I also suggest, I think there are three things in performance: technology, emotion, and self.

Xu Fei sneered in his heart, hum! Do you think I still want to say that mountains are mountains and water is water? childish!

The first two are currently very popular classifications in the West, expressionism, experientialism, and methodism. It's too troublesome to talk about. Buy a book and read it yourself. I won't bother you.

How do you understand the last one?

There is a jargon in storytelling, how big is the favor, and how big is the book. Put it here, how much understanding, how much role to play.

When your life experience reaches a certain level and you get a role, you will unconsciously dismantle it, reconstruct it, and become something that belongs to you.

What is the play? Drama is the world.

And this kind of actors often look at it from a higher place, which has surpassed the characters and stories preset by the screenwriter. This kind of actor is also the most rare!

Hey, a little, a little deep.

Like Chao Wendao, Ge You's eyes were full of excitement, and he hesitated for a long time, I have little experience, so you can tell the staff in detail, how should I act in vain?

Oh, I watched it all day today, and I feel that your basic understanding is wrong.

No, right?

Ge You was puzzled, Isn't Bai Fendou just a bit ruffian, clever, literary youth...

And then? Can you act it? Your skills are not up to standard, your emotions are not full, and the character analysis that you can't act is a piece of waste paper.

Xu Fei smiled, I suggest you a method, don't keep thinking about playing Bai Fendou, you just think of yourself as Bai Fendou. For example, in the opening sentence, don't think about what Bai Fendou would say, just think about what you would say?

Then, is that still called acting?

This goes back to what I said at the beginning. The role is objective, and the performance is subjective. I didn't go beyond the scope of the character. I regarded myself as a white struggle. I think at this time, I should talk like this...Why can't this be called acting ?”

Ouch, ouch...

Ge You scratched his ears and cheeks, excited and agitated, vaguely understood the meaning, but there was only a layer of window paper missing.

Another point is that you are too tense during the day and not relaxed enough.

But I feel pretty relaxed.

No no, come on, you lie down now.

Xu Fei pointed to the ground, Ge You didn't say a word, and lay face up on the concrete floor.

Is it hard?

hard.

What else do you feel?

There's something sticking up below.

Try to let the body sink down, the muscles, the muscles of the whole body are down.

It can't sink, it's still hard.

Okay, get up.

Xu Fei pulled him up and said with a smile: Remember this feeling, is your bed soft?

It's okay, it's okay.

Go home and lie down again. When you feel that there is nothing to support and your muscles are all sunken, you are completely relaxed.

Wow!

Wow!

At this moment, the gourd suddenly came out from the bushes, and ran to this side desperately, followed by the two of them.

They were wearing uniforms, they didn't know what the system was, and they shouted: What are you doing?

what's up?

Public security inspection, show me your ID card!

Xu Fei took out his work ID card, the other party glanced at it, and then looked closer, Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. What are you doing here at night?

There is a drama study, are you still working so late?

Hey, this time is too busy, either beating dogs or beating blind people. I have to go to Taoranting to see it later. It's a big place, and it's full of blind people at night.

What about the catch?

Send Gongdelin, that's all right, we have to go there.

The two left.

Xu Fei asked: How do you feel? Is there a sense of superiority gushing out?

Well……

Don't hide it, I want your true feelings.

Indeed, it's a bit. Ge You admitted embarrassedly.

What about the sense of superiority?

I think those people are quite pitiful...

He looked at the backs of the two of them going away, and added: These people are also vicious enough, anyway, it's not a good taste.

Remember, the babysitter episode will come in handy. Xu Fei sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

...

Ge You was taken aback, then nodded sharply, Hey, hey!

…………

The two chatted very late, and it was nearly midnight before they went home.

Ge You has just been married, his wife is plain, and she is an elementary school teacher who teaches art. After he filmed, his wife became his personal assistant and treated him like a guest for more than 30 years without having any children.

I came back so late, have you eaten yet?

Eat later, eat later.

As soon as Ge You entered the house, he took off his shoes and ran to the bedroom, and lay down on the bed.

What are you doing?

The wife wondered, she didn't see him take off his clothes, so she just lay there without talking.

The bed was newly bought for marriage, it was big and soft, he faced upwards, his limbs were separated, his eyes were closed, and he took a deep breath silently.

When a person exerts force, the back can obviously feel a support.

He slowly relaxed his spirit and body, only feeling that he was sinking a little bit. The support also gradually disappeared, as if all the muscles in the whole body were sunk in.

oh……

Ge You opened his eyes, feeling a sense of relaxation that he had never experienced before, So that's what happened.

(besides……)

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