Chapter 279
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"Cut!" The machine was still running. The film was moving, which made the producer feel bad.
The people outside the stage were also puzzled. There was nothing wrong with the actors. Why did the great director, Zhang Yimou, call for a stop?
Zhang Yimou called his good partner Zhang Weiping over and pointed at the scene that was being played back.
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia Zhen, dressed in a yellow coat, had a good posture. The black and white chess pieces had a profound artistic conception. The rain was sparse in the camera, and the atmosphere was tense. However, when the camera turned to Qin Guan, the two directors burst out laughing.
The actors were standing in the big shot of the film, so every detail could be seen at a glance.
Li Lianjie's face was full of holes, and Chen Daoming's fine wrinkles added to the story of the passage of time.
One of them was a supporting actor, while the other was a cannon fodder. Compared to Qin Guan, Zhen Zidan, who was a martial arts star, was defeated by Qin Guan in an instant.
Changkong, the top assassin of the Seven Kingdoms, was just a country bumpkin, while the leader of the Seven Swordsmen of the Qin State was from a famous family.
In the gloomy scene, Qin Guan's face stole the limelight among all the actors who made a living by fighting.
Zhang Weiping touched his chin excitedly. "This kid is really suitable for commercial films. Just because of this face, the young lady will also pay for it. I'll find a chance to look at the script. Are you interested in shooting a commercial romance film? "
Zhang Yimou was not influenced by his friends. His original intention as a director was to make the film he wanted to make.
He shook his head at Zhang Weiping and told Qin Guan and the makeup team, "Make him up! Add a beard to his face and make it dull."
In order to match the whole series, he had to make Qin Guan's face stand out. It was not easy for a director to make his face stand out, especially when his scenes couldn't be reduced.
The makeup artist went to fix Qin Guan's makeup reluctantly. He complained about the director's aesthetic standards as he applied a dull foundation on Qin Guan's face.
"Oh my god! White covers three ugly parts. You look like a peasant with this size 3 foundation and your dusty clothes."
Qin Guan put up with the kind makeup artist's nagging and let her apply makeup on his face.
"Okay, look at it yourself." The makeup artist sighed. Even a bronze color would be sexier than this one.
If it was all based on personal preference, Zhen Zidan would have to put a bag of flour on his face to continue filming.
The prop team stuck two fake moustaches on Qin Guan's lips with special glue. The makeup artist frowned sadly. What a waste of money!
Sister Xue watched Qin Guan's appearance carefully. His handsomeness had been covered up. He looked like a normal handsome guy. It was a pity. She had expected to see Qin Guan disguise himself, but he was still good-looking.
Qin Guan appeared on the set again, surrounded by a group of people. They couldn't help but compare him with the two actors on the set.
It was the first time that an actor had to cooperate with the leading role because of his good looks.
Zhen Zidan burst into tears. You're blaming me for not being handsome enough?
I'm a martial arts star. Do you know that? I don't rely on my looks to make a living!
The camera turned around again, reminding them that the scene was about to start again. It was still the same black background and the same green brick building. Qin Guan had blended in perfectly with it.
Zhang Yimou suddenly felt a little regretful. Perhaps he had promised to shoot a promotional video for the National Tourism Administration. Could he have given this child a shot when recording the beauty of China?
The beauty of human culture is a special feature of China.
The moving film pulled the director back to reality. Zhang Yimou shouted "Action!" and the camera turned to Qin Guan.
The camera focused on Qin Guan, who was tying a black headband embroidered with the word "Qin" on his forehead. The distant sound of the zither faded away as the camera zoomed in.
That way, the camera could capture not only his face, but also his whole body.
Qin Guan was kneeling opposite Changkong with his hands on his thighs and his back perfectly straight. It was the prelude to a duel between two warriors.
The camera panned to this moment. The person in charge of personnel arrangement on the sidelines made a mime gesture to the extras on the big stage. After receiving the signal, everyone ran in the direction they had arranged before going on stage.
Several people in the No. 4 plane glanced at Zhen Zidan's plane, which was still operating according to the original track.
Changkong's long hair brushed against his face as he said coldly, "Qin Palace's seven experts."
Zhang Yimou skillfully switched the camera angles and looked at the effects of their filming.
Qin Guan didn't make any mistakes. When the camera turned to him, he shouted, "I've been following you for days! I'll bring you to justice! "
The solemn Qin Guan's voice drifted into the distance and was loud and clear in the chess hut where all the voices had died down.
"Show me your silver spear! Verify your identity! "
Following the script, Qin Guan walked out from among the other masters.
The martial arts director had made a lot of effort to gather seven actors of similar height. Qin Guan stood in the middle, while the others got shorter and shorter.
Zhang Weiping stroked his chin with great interest. At this time, Zhang Yimou saw the footage from the side of the stadium.
Qin Guan stood up straight. His bronze sword was as tall as half a man, and his swollen grey robe didn't affect his figure at all.
Qin Guan's good figure, which he had built up over the years as a model, was always a plus point for him.
Qin Guan walked out with big strides, pointing at Changkong, who had been wanted for a long time.
His figure was outstanding, straight and elegant.
Then the camera turned to Zhen Zidan, but Zhang Yimou pulled it back immediately.
These two people with the same posture couldn't be put together for a long time. If the contrast was too strong, it would affect the balance of the whole shot.
It was not until the two of them confronted each other for more than 10 seconds that Director Zhang Yimou finally stopped the shooting.
The director was watching the camera while Qin Guan walked out of the room, wiping the rain off his face.
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