Disaster Artist

Usually, Yu Keke looks like a good baby, like the kind of good boy who will do his homework well and watch TV when he gets home from school.

Now that Lu Qian suddenly said this, I mumbled and didn't know how to respond, but I had to say that the powerful medicine was very effective—

Yu Keke immediately understood the problem.

Hit the nail on the head?

So, is it over here?

"Big Bear..."

Knowing that it was finally his turn, Zeng Yuanwen took continuous deep breaths to control his emotions, then stared nervously at the computer screen.

He will never take a chance and think that the director may not have noticed his performance. Although the time to contact the director is very limited, he knows that if he underestimates the director, he will definitely be the one who will suffer in the end.

"good performance."

"However, jokes can be louder and louder, and it doesn't matter if you can raise the volume."

Um?

Zeng Yuanwen couldn't believe his ears, his eyes lit up, and then quickly said, "Yes! I understand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zeng Yuanwen secretly clenched his fist. It seems that his research on the character is correct!

Although the actors are not in the same space, they can still feel from the computer screen that the other actors are looking at Zeng Yuanwen's mixed eyes of devotion or envy or jealousy.

It's only a play, it seems that their progress is already different?

The eyes of the actors all focused on Zeng Yuanwen. The bland and chubby figure seemed to be slightly different, because he was the only actor who was praised by the director in the first scene, and the subtle competitive psychology permeated like this. .

Lu Qian, of course, knows what effect his words may have, but this is the effect he expects.

He needs the actor to be vigilant and nervous, and at the same time, he also needs to establish the director's authority in front of the actor - otherwise, an unknown little director, the first work in his career, has no weight, why should the actor respect the director? And obediently do as you say?

From now on, Lu Qian has completely mastered the initiative, and everything is going according to his ideas, even Wang Zhi, who has no part in the first scene, is no exception.

Wang Zhi plays Yile, the last girl who was invited to join the chat room. She is also the first among the six people in the chat room to have an accident. The strange incident started from her.

In the beginning, without Wang Zhi's role, she just sat in front of the computer and watched the filming. As a result, she didn't see any fame, but the director keenly grasped so many details. The shock and impact far exceeded other actors. So that her interest was also mobilized.

Some were nervous and some excited, some admired and some excited.

Could it be that this is all?

Or, did the director see something else?

Sure enough—

"Aichi, the lighting needs to be adjusted."

Su Ziyi, who was complaining to Ji Xu about Lu Qian's eagle-eyed eyes, stiffened a little, then realized that he was not caught talking badly behind his back, and immediately returned to his normal state and jumped up.

"Where? How is it possible!"

It's not that Su Ziyi is too confident and refuses to accept criticism, or that he doesn't believe in Lu Qian's ability, but his personality is that he needs to stick to his own position.

Especially in the crew, he must find his own voice and point of view for his major, and he must fight for it from his own point of view, otherwise no one will pay attention to his opinion. This is the first thing he has learned in the crew internship an experience.

Of course, after the argument, if the other party can come up with a reasonable argument, then he will immediately bow his head convincingly - this is also a professional performance.

Moreover, the current lighting is a plan determined by them after repeated discussions and adjustments. How could it be directly overturned in the first scene?

"Liu Li and Nan Yong's lights are not detailed enough."

Lu Qian's thinking is very clear, it is definitely not nonsense.

"Nan Yong's room, the lighting is too cold, which fits the atmosphere of a thriller movie, but it's too old-fashioned and stereotyped; and it doesn't fit Nan Yong's character."

In classic thriller movies, cool tones are the usual routine, bringing a gloomy and cool visual effect—

Of course, there is a classic reason for being classic. If you use warm tones in an anti-routine way, but the audience cannot enter the play, then you will be shooting yourself in the foot.

In "Unfriending", Lu Qian was not prepared to make an unconventional attempt, and cool colors were still the first choice.

However, the whole movie is presented on the computer screen, and the blue cold light effect on the screen runs through, but it is a congenital filter, resulting in serious homogeneity of the pictures in the six rooms, and it is difficult to feel the different characters in different spaces. The difference, the visual effect level has to be changed.

Lu Qian and Su Ziyi discussed related issues in depth and found some solutions, but now it seems that Lu Qian is not satisfied.

"Nan Yong's character? What are your thoughts?"

Su Ziyi has already entered the working state, her brows are deeply furrowed, and she can clearly feel the subtle change in her tone of voice.

But Lu Qian didn't care, and continued speaking at his own pace.

"I think Nan Yong's bedside lamp should be changed. The egg-yellow color is not enough. What do you think... How about the gypsophila lampshade?"

"Um?"

"It's the hollow-carved lampshade. When the lamp is turned on, the whole room is filled with stars."

"So childish?"

"Yes, what I want is this kind of childishness. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Again and again, the dialogue against the wall.

The conversation between Lu Qian and Su Ziyi went very fast. Both their brains were running at high speed, and the collision of their thoughts could smell the smell of sparks.

Then, Lu Qian nodded in affirmation, and the thoughts in his mind became more and more clear.

"When the chat room was connected, Nan Yong immediately turned off the bedside lamp, and then turned on the ceiling lamp in the bedroom. It should be the kind of headlight that fills the room with a glow, and it is slightly brighter than the current brightness. The one that is more conducive to reading and writing, we need to see the furnishings in the room.”

"As the film progressed, we were able to fade the color of the light bit by bit, making it whiter and whiter, and adjust the atmosphere through this subtle change."

Su Ziyi, "..."

Of course, the words are very simple, and the actual operation is far more than that.

Because this is a pseudo-documentary, the changes must be very delicate and careful, so that the audience’s visual effects cannot feel the changes and attract their attention—otherwise, it makes no sense in common sense; but at the same time, it must reach a psychological level. Effects, changes and scenes are perfectly combined.

They are constrained and demanding.

And, that's not all.

"Liu Li's lights too."

"In the first act, the cold light of the computer screen was too much to steal the show. Liu Li's face didn't look romantic at all, but rather like the lights of a morgue. It's no wonder that Nan Yong's lower body didn't respond."

Tucao, full firepower, Yu Keke suddenly raised his head to look at the screen, then looked down at himself, his face was dull, he opened his mouth, trying to justify.

But obviously Lu Qian didn't intend to pay attention. At this moment, there are more important things than Yu Keke's self-esteem.