Chapter 37

Vice director Wang's picture of Ling's father and mother being slaughtered is playing on the monitor. In order to avoid scaring the two children, the pixels are a little low and the sound effect is not realistic. In the later stage, it has to be edited again by the editor.

But the younger brother entered the play very quickly, and suddenly he began to shake up, weeping and burying his head in his chest. The elder brother pressed his head, then realized something, immediately blocked his ears with his hand, but he could not move his eyes away from the monitor.

His eyes were wide open. It was no exaggeration to say that his eyes were splitting. His dark pupils were filled with fear. After his parents' corpses were cut into pieces, this fear turned into fierce hatred. He clenched the root of his teeth so as not to cry, but because of too much force, he broke his gum and let out a trace of blood. His eyes became more and more dark, and eventually became two deep pools, devouring all the light.

It's his brother's shaking that wakes him up from his bewilderment. He circles his brother's thin body with one hand and wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other hand. His twisted face slowly recovers to calm, but there is no light in his eyes. The scene is over

Luo Zhangwei hissed for a few breaths, then raised his hand and said, "OK, this one has passed!"

The onlookers applauded, and Xiao Jiashu was stunned. He thought that such a difficult play would be performed by two children. How could it be 20 or 30 pieces? But I didn't expect that the two of them had passed away once, and their feelings were still in place. It was a shock!

When the little actor came down hand in hand, he quickly welcomed him and asked with a smile, "you two look like each other. Are you brothers? What's your name? "

"Hello, brother. My name is Wei Bo Rong and his name is Wei Bo Yi." The older boy introduced himself politely. The little boy who was held by him called "elder brother" tenderly. His eyes and nose were red, and his body was full of blood. It was very painful to see.

"There is a bathroom in my brother's car. The water is hot. Can I take you to wash it?" After Xiao Jiashu decided to make a serious film, he replaced the nanny car with a RV. There are all kinds of equipment in it. Shooting anywhere is as convenient as at home.

The two brothers looked at the nanny aunt, and the nanny aunt looked at Xiao Jiashu's dress, and finally agreed. So expensive RV, so expensive clothes, should not abduct children?

Xiao Jiashu happily took the two brothers to the car, and found a lot of snacks from each cupboard, then rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Auntie, do you want me to help you?"

Nanny flattered to wave his hand, "no need, Boyi is very good, you can wash yourself." While talking, he stripped Wei Boyi and pushed him to the bathroom.

"Well, sit down. It's not easy to film on a hot day. There's no air conditioner in the set, and you have to put on this kind of makeup covered with blood. How can you stand it if you don't wash it quickly? " Xiao Jiashu put a fruit tray on the table, and asked Wei Bolong to eat. "Come on, have a cold drink. There's ice cream in the fridge. I'll get it for you."

He opened the refrigerator and took out three boxes of ice cream. The cool and sweet food immediately bribed the nanny aunt and Wei Bo Rong. Even Wei Bo Yi in the bathroom poked out half his head and blushed and said, "brother Xiao, I want to eat ice cream, too."

"Well, I'll keep it for you." Xiao Jiashu was so happy that he began to ask Wei Bolong about acting.

Wei Bo Rong had a good impression on the enthusiastic young master Xiao. Seeing that he only asked about acting skills, he could not help but relax a lot. Then he opened up the topic and said professionally Therefore, we children's acting depends on imitation, watching more classic movies, contacting more people, and observing their behavior, eyes, and facial expressions, so that we can gradually improve our acting skills. We are young and have little experience. If we really want to use the experiential method to make movies, it's really impossible to draw a tiger. It's just like a dog. We will be scolded to death by the director. "

"That's right. It makes a lot of sense. The experiential school and the expressionist school can actually combine to perform. Well, you wait. I'll take a note. " While thinking, Xiao Jiashu took out a small book to brush and write, which made Wei Bo Rong smile.

At the beginning, he thought brother Xiao was a handsome man. After all, he was so handsome, even with some sharp aggressiveness. But the more we get along with each other, the more we find out that this one is actually stupid and cute. Don't be too simple.

Wei Boyi quickly took a bath and waited for brother Xiao to bring himself ice cream. Wei Bo Rong is not stiff at all. He takes off his coat and goes into the bathroom. Although he only got along for more than ten minutes, he liked Xiao Jiashu very much and couldn't take precautions against him. This is a very pure drama maniac, just like dad.

Xiao Jiashu finished writing notes only to find that Wei Boyi's eyes were almost staring straight. He quickly took out a box of ice cream from the refrigerator and handed it to him. Wei Boyi is a little talker. He talks about his interesting shooting stories. Then he points to a studio not far away. "Look, my father is shooting there too. I play Shizi in it, and my brother plays my father."

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Jiashu suspected that he was listening. These are two little kids, right? How can one play a son and the other a father?

Nanny aunt laughed, "you heard right, Mr. Wei is shooting children's drama, the actors are all children, it's fun. Oh, by the way, their remake is called "a hundred years of a dream."Xiao Jiashu took out his ears and doubted his hearing even more. One hundred years of a dream is one of the most famous classical masterpieces in China. It is about the rise and fall of an ancient family. There are many characters and complex plots in it. So far, eight versions have been shot, but only the original version is the most classic, which is said to be the eternal beyond.

Now father Wei not only has to remake the film, but also has to invite a lot of little actors to play it. How brave! Xiao Jiashu immediately became interested, touched Wei Boyi's head and said, "when your brother has finished taking a bath, let's go to see your father filming together?"

"Good." Wei Boyi nodded cleverly.

Wei Borong naturally would not refuse Xiao Jiashu's request. After taking a bath, he took him to the studio. Father Wei is shooting a palace banquet. The actors are sitting behind the long table in ancient clothes. In the open space with red carpet, there are several beautiful girls dancing. They are all under ten years old by visual inspection. They are all short and white gourd like, but their expressions and actions are very serious. They swing their sleeves and twist their waist, with their own contrast cute. The young actors who play aristocrats pour wine, chat, shake their heads and brush their beards. If their age is ignored, it is a classic reproduction.

Xiao Jiashu couldn't help it. She quickly turned around and covered her mouth. She was afraid that she would laugh. She finally stopped laughing. Then she quietly came to Wei's father and stared at the monitor in front of him.

"Well, this one has passed!" Wei's father clapped his hands, and the little actors stood up to relax their muscles and bones. The quiet set became noisy in an instant.

"Who are you?" Father Wei turns to look at Xiao Jiashu.

"My name is Xiao Jiashu. I'm shooting in the studio next door. I have cooperation with Wei Bo Rong and Wei Bo Yi." Xiao Jiashu pointed to the monitor, "Wei Dao, can I have a look at your recent photos?"

"Of course. Bo Rong, bring a chair for brother Xiao. " Wei's father called out the previous video and said excitedly, "I've shot seven or eight episodes, and there are still ten episodes left. After all, the actors are all children. Many plots are inconvenient to shoot, and they can't keep up with their energy. They have to compress the script. "

"Yes, the children can't stand it, and the audience can't bear to watch it." Every summer vacation before the age of ten, Xiao Jiashu would be taken by Xue Miao to review this series. How could he not be familiar with it? He was fascinated by the director's level of Wei's father and the superb acting skills of the little actors.

Although they are young, they are good at imitating. They have absorbed almost ten of the essence of the first edition. The baby faces make solemn and stirring, pungent or rogue expressions, which can arouse the audience's heart. Xiao Jiashu couldn't stand it. He felt that if he finished watching all the plots, he would have a baby.

When he saw the second episode, a group of big men came in and said, "Wei Jiang, I told you to go away at three o'clock. Why are you still here? When will the rest of the rent be paid? If you don't, we'll smash all your junk! "

The little actors trembled with fright. Several adult women rushed around to stop them. The two sides pulled together, smashed several props boxes, and spilled clothes, shoes and antique jewelry all over the floor. Wei's father evacuated the actors and ran to protect his female employees. The scene became more chaotic.

Xiao Jiashu quickly took Wei Bolong and Wei Boyi to a safe place and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter? What do they do? "

"This studio is rented by my father. When it's due, they ask him to pay it back. My father didn't return it. He just wanted to finish the scene of the Palace Banquet. " Wei Bo Rong's face was white with fright, and he often looked into the studio for fear that his father would be beaten. Wei Boyi grabbed his brother's clothes tightly and his eyes were red.

"When it's due, renew it." Xiao Jiashu patted the brothers painfully.

"How can I renew my contract without money? We even rent cameras and props. We can't pay part of the rent of the studio. Dad also borrowed a lot of money from others. If you don't pay back the money, the play won't be made. These days, my father is going to contact the buyer to buy my house, and then we have no place to live. " Wei bowed his head and wiped his tears.

Can't such a good play be made? What a pity! After three seconds of thinking, Xiao Jiashu clapped and said, "you two stay here. I'll go in and talk to them. I'm going to invest. We have to finish the show. " Then he strode in.

His life assistant rushed to keep up with him and did not forget to call Xue Miao to explain the situation.

Xue Miao said, "do you think Xiaoshu wants to invest in shooting children's version of a dream for a hundred years?"? OK, let him invest. If the money is not enough, I'll give it. It's better to make some investment after filming. what? Afraid that he will pay for it? I'm not afraid. My eyes are trained. I'll be fine slowly. If you don't say that I almost forgot, the set is in a mess. I have to find two bodyguards for him. I'll be there in ten minutes. Don't let those who don't have eyes hurt the trees. " He hung up in a hurry.