Vol 2 Chapter 386: 18 fields with mirror

"Excuse me, sir, I'm sorry, I need to do a registration for the deceased, so that you can pay management fees and find information about his life. Can you ask now?"
This is a pudgy middle-aged man, middle-aged, with a shiny and smooth head, a big belly, holding a pen and registration book, although he is not in shape, but there are no wrinkles on his white shirt, and his tie is neat, standing behind Parker.
The willow trees next to the cemetery were flying, but the wind did not blow Parker's neatly combed hair. He turned around with a cigarette in his mouth, put the cigarette in the portable ashtray, looked at the man who was one head shorter than him, expressionless, and turned his head. Looking away, breathing hard with his nose, the voice is loud enough to be heard by the cemetery administrator, his throat rolls, and he chants in a low voice.
"What's your name, please?"
"Parker, Parker Lee."
"Parker Lee... OK, what is the relationship between the deceased and you?"
"my son."
The handwriting stopped and the register pad was put down. The administrator looked at Parker up and down, and then looked at the tombstone. A photo of a young man was posted on it, confirming that the deceased was not very old. , Raised his hand and rubbed under the nostrils, the manager hesitated for a while and asked.
"Sir, are you rich?"
"No, is there any problem?"
"Nothing. This is the second person to commit suicide this year. The last person who committed suicide was an adult. Just last week, he was sent here without relatives to see him off, just like the relatives of the previous suicide. You really love your child, what is his name?"
"Jason Lee, seventeen years old, he... is in his adolescence, he is very rebellious and rarely communicates with us, plus he has encountered many bad things outside, just like us, so..."
The only button on the suit was unbuttoned, and his left hand passed through the jacket and pinched the waist wrapped in the shirt. Parker turned and looked at the photo of his son on the tombstone, his right hand kept on the stubble rub.
"Yes, children are very dangerous during adolescence. After all, this age group is a desperate period. It is really easy to communicate with parents if there is little communication..."
Flicking the register lightly and slapping his thigh, the administrator nodded and squeezed his chin again and again, echoing Parker's words, because everyone knows that the parents who lost their children are "very poor".
Suddenly, the atmosphere became quiet. The administrator looked at Parker and did not bother, but waited quietly, letting the father look at the child’s tombstone. The leaves collided with a soothing rustle. I don’t know which cricket was. When he was in heat, he was still chattering in broad daylight, and Parker sighed with his head sinking low.
"But he is a good boy."
"I think...it should be. Did you bring your ID card with Jason? I need to register your two ID codes."
Parker took out his ID card from his wallet and gave it to the administrator. Looking into the distance, his wife and other relatives were walking slowly toward this side. When the administrator returned the ID, he asked again.
"Do you need anything else? Such as my wife's ID card."
"No, it’s no longer needed. You only need the documents of the deceased’s immediate family members with the same surname. The other information is kept in the database. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Parker. I will leave first. In addition, what I want to say is , Jason may not be a good boy, but you are definitely a good father."
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At this time, the administrator left the painting, Camilla and the other actors were in the painting. Lucas slowly pulled up the low camera to create parallax and extend the relationship between principal and subordinate, as if a character slowly rises from the horizon, isolating it The space of the protagonist and the space of the heroine are merged until the personnel are all in place, the two spaces are combined into one, there is no panning camera, and the angle of view is not gradually pulled up from a low position. The second machine directly hits Lu Ze with a super close shot. The upper body highlights the dominant role position and directly enters the protagonist's inner feelings.
To use this kind of lens language, the actor needs to have super high performance ability, and have a good control of the rhythm of the plot. The emotional release and retraction need to follow the shot, and the time difference is shortened to less than one second, otherwise the shot will hit the actor early. Or adjusting it late will have a considerable impact on the expression of inner emotions, and this article will be discarded.
This shot is difficult to complete over and over again, even top actors will sometimes not be able to grasp it, but Lu Ze is not included.
A performer who can bring other actors into his rhythm and can be called a master of rhythm in this industry, as long as he has twice before the filming trial, in this case, the success rate of the progress of the plot can be guaranteed in% Over ninety, and Lu Ze may still make mistakes in the first few plays in his life, but now, after his own performance system has fully matured, it is difficult to make mistakes.
Within 0.5 seconds of the camera hitting his face, Lu Ze looked at the tombstone, his facial expressions and emotions in his eyes quickly switched, from pain, to anger, to sorrow, and then to a period of loss. Finally, all his emotions were reduced and changed again. With no expression on his face, he turned to face the crowd and nodded gently to the visitors.
This is a classic expression transition, which made the other actors who appeared on the camera scream and almost exclaimed, because this emotional convergence is different from any actor, and the progressive relationship of emotions is obviously different from other actors.
The script will not be meticulous to the depiction of emotions. No one can write such a script, and the director will not care how the actor's emotional progression is arranged, as long as the effect can satisfy him.
Generally speaking, an emotional transition is from a low point, an increase, and then to a peak, and then down, and finally all emotions are put away. For example, in a crying scene, an actor must first brew tears before they can come out.
Lu Ze, on the other hand, completely violated conventions, directly letting his emotions reach the apex in an instant, and then slowly decayed, and there was an obvious step change. Although this method is not feasible in crying scenes, after all, actors are brewing. When you tear your eyes, you are also helping the audience brew their tears. When you start crying directly, first of all, your own emotions may not burst out, and secondly, the audience will be obviously uncomfortable.
But in this kind of drama of inner emotional expression, there is an unusual sense of pleasure, as if the emotional expression of this drama should be arranged like this.
Don't think that this is just a change of mood. After all, in such a short period of time, the mood can be transferred so high, it has already stumped a large number of people, including most well-known actors, one has to serve one.
With just a few simple eyes that are too small to describe in words, Lu Ze has already presented a textbook-like performance. It is estimated that next year, there should be another case in the performance department textbook.
The focus of the director and photographer is not on Lu Ze’s emotional scheduling, but on Lu Ze’s super fast reaction speed when he shoots his face with a straight lens. Seeing that Lu Ze is still as stable as an old dog, he also breathed a long sigh of relief.
"It's still so fast, fast and scary."
Kesha stretched his head and said softly in Mickey's ear, marveling at Lu Ze's super god's ability to control the rhythm. He couldn't look at the camera while filming, so Lu Ze controlled the rhythm entirely by his feelings, although Kamiya The speed of their steps is already included, but the 0.5 second reaction speed is still a monster-level performance, let alone Kesha, even Mickey has never seen such an incredible performance ability.
"So many games, are you not used to it? It should be six close-up shots in a row? Mom's number is really scary. It's a monster. No wonder Camilla wants to ask for leave. If it was me, I had already run away. , You said two consecutive scenes, Lucas said that one scene could not be connected. I said there were four scenes, and now there are six. Remember to give me a thousand pounds quickly."
This is a small game that Lu Ze didn’t know about. The bet was that Lu Ze could not get stuck in several close-up shots and passed at one time. Obviously, the Mendeleev brothers had never seen Lu Ze filming and had no confidence in Lu Ze. Mickey, who has seen Lu Ze filming, is also very conservative. I never thought that Lu Ze could be so fierce.
Counting other scenes, Lu Ze has not gotten seventeen shots. Originally, these seventeen shots were expected to be taken in a week, or Mickey had set a date for Lu Ze’s performance ability.
But now, it took only three days for Lu Ze...This is still the result of the need to line up to change the shooting location, otherwise Lu Ze could be faster. To put it an exaggeration, the actual time for the actors to be on the scene is not more than three a day. For hours, even they themselves complained that it was too idle to stay in the hotel all day. For the sake of body shape, they couldn't clubbing. Every day, apart from reading the script, it was rehearsal. It's really better to spend a day on the set.
But the more idle they were, the more fearful they became of Lu Ze. When filming with such a big devil, there was no mistake. Just like a winning streak losing a game, whoever makes a mistake will take the blame. Under this high pressure, these people I'm not tired.
But afterwards, Lu Ze took them to refresh the original record time and time again. Instead, they had a sense of excitement and participation. They slowly felt that creating a record for all actors is an extremely honorable thing. They I also hope that there is a part of them in this glory, not to mention that after adapting to Lu Ze’s rhythm, every scene is a good opportunity for them to hone their acting skills, and they have slowly learned to cherish it, so , Everyone has the character of shaking M, after all, people are cheap.
Speaking back to the scene, the moment Lu Ze turned around, it seemed to Mickey's eyes that he was slowed down many times. He began to shake his legs with excitement, and maybe nervous, but he would never admit it until Lu Ze stood firm. , He stood up abruptly, shouting with the loudest voice in his life that the most satisfying movie in his life was over.
"Crack! "Death"! It's finished!!!"
When it was different from the previous crews, the people did not cheer enthusiastically for the first time, but they all breathed a sigh of relief. Now, they have witnessed how terrible a monster that has made no mistakes in 18 consecutive games. This is unprecedented. There is basically no record of visitors, so that all bystanders dare not breathe, otherwise Mickey can choke them to death.
Many people regret it. If they knew that they could shoot 18 consecutive games without losing, it was time for the Guinness Verifier to stay here. Maybe Lu Ze could still become a world record holder.
After that, all the actors in the painting, except Lu Ze, sat on the ground for a long time. Even Kamiya lost her grace and gasping for breath. Don’t think they had a line just now, they walked a few steps, but the pace was tight. It's so accurate, and it's really choking. Now the legs are soft.
After resting for a full half a minute, someone stood up slowly, rushed towards and shouted, Lu Ze went back to his chair like an okay person, unscrewed the thermos, and took a sip of tea.
"Eighteen games! Eighteen games! Fuck crazy! The craziest thing is that I filmed eleven games with you! Man! You should get excited! Don't worry, I will promote it! I promise all British actors tomorrow You all know this! God! I'm about to have a heart attack, Karl! Call an ambulance for me!"
More and more people rushed over, as if they had lost their wits, surrounded Lu Ze, opened the champagne that had been prepared, and aimed at Lu Ze’s brains. It’s just a scream, even though it’s not easy to do it in the cemetery. Appropriate, but people can no longer care if ghosts will come to them at night, the atmosphere is full of enthusiasm.
"Lu Ze, congratulations. Although it's very tiring to film with you, I don't even want to cooperate with you anymore, but in the past few months, I did learn a lot from you. Thank you. It seems... I should It’s annotated on the script, after all you do."
"Thank you."
Shaking hands with Camia, Lu Ze nodded with a chuckle, waiting for everyone to put down the 18 consecutive scenes that allowed them to relish a year to celebrate the completion of "Death", Lu Ze took the towel from the staff and wiped it. He wiped his hair, took a sip of tea and mixed champagne, spit it out, calmly sat back on the chair and turned on the phone.
The eighteen shots are a mountain that is difficult for others to climb, but for Lu Ze... it's really not a dish~EbookFREE.me~ In the system training, from shooting to finishing, there is no mistake. It's not uncommon. Compared to him, the system crew is really stable. There have been tens of thousands of scenes, and there has not been a single mistake.
I originally opened the phone to post on Weibo and announced that "Death to Life" was closed, but as soon as I unlocked the screen, there were six missed calls on it, all from a phone number ending in 1265, which was called every ten minutes. Lu Ze muted the phone, but he didn't see any of them. After confirming that it was not a fraudulent call, Lu Ze clicked to call back and was connected after two beeps.
"Hello, this is Lu Ze."
"Brother Lu... I'm at Liverpool Airport... Where are you?"
A plane rushed towards the blue, travelers and relatives and friends kept meeting or parting, foreigners at the airport constantly asked if they needed to carry luggage, but she shook her head and refused. She leaned against the pillar and sat on the blue suitcase. , Swinging a thirty-five-yard delicate little foot that can't reach the ground at all. Of course, she is wearing a GS model of large children's shoes, looking at the flow of people, and applying thin lips with red lip glaze.
"Stand and don't move, I'll pick you up, and open location sharing when you arrive."
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