Chapter 66 I Will Expose It Too! Expose the Colorful Flowers and the Broken Walls!

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

The time comes on December 20th.

In the green room, Zhang Fengyi was sitting in front of the mirror, and a Peking opera makeup artist was applying makeup to him.

What is different from the past is that there is another person next to the makeup artist, Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao frowned, shook his head slightly, and said to the makeup artist: "No, you are still too restrained, twist it a little more, bold and abstract, you know? Have you seen Munch's oil painting "The Scream"? That's the feeling. "

As he spoke, Chen Xiao made a screaming expression covering his face with his hands.

He really wanted to scream now.

Why is this Peking Opera makeup artist so stuck in the rules?

The scene to be shot today is the scene where Duan Xiaolou exposes Cheng Dieyi, and his face must be painted distorted and crazy.

But now, the makeup on Zhang Fengyi's face is still too conservative.

Chen Xiao raised his hand and gestured, "Just be bolder in your movements, throw it up, be brave."

The makeup artist nodded aggrievedly.

I sighed silently in my heart.

She has been painting Peking Opera masks for seven or eight years.

In Peking Opera, even the clowns' faces are roughly symmetrical.

She tried really hard to distort it, but she really couldn't draw that style.

But Director Chen said that he could only draw hard.

She took a deep breath and dabbed in white oil paint.

Think silently in your heart, be bold, be bold, be bold!

He swung his pen at Zhang Fengyi's face.

An elegant and elegant white ribbon appeared on his face.

Chen Xiao raised his hand to his forehead, feeling helpless.

Forget it, it’s really a bit embarrassing to ask Peking Opera makeup artists to apply twisted and crazy makeup.

He looked at Zhang Fengyi and stretched out his right hand towards the makeup artist, "Give me the pen, I'll do it!"

Zhang Fengyi opened his eyes instantly and shrank back.

"Wait a minute, Director Chen, have you ever painted with oil paint?"

"No, but I can draw, don't worry." With that, Chen Xiao sat on the makeup artist's chair.

Zhang Fengyi felt like he was about to burst.

rest assured?

What kind of care do you have?

He just told the makeup artist to be bold and swing up the pen.

Depend on! What should I do if I poke my eye if I can’t hold the brush correctly?

Zhang Fengyi immediately raised his hand and moved the chair back with his feet, "Brother, brother, I think the makeup artist is suitable. We have to give her a chance. You can't undermine other people's confidence, right?"

Chen Xiao smiled helplessly, "I'm just kidding, I've painted it before, okay? Don't worry."

Of course, being successful in opera includes painting facial makeup, otherwise, what kind of success would it be?

I have never painted before, but I can draw.

Chen Xiao pretended to be serious, "Teacher Zhang, let's hurry up, okay?"

Seeing that he was getting serious, Zhang Fengyi gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, "Okay, you can draw."

Chen Xiao probably knew what he was doing.

Bar?

The next moment, he felt the brush twisting rapidly on his face.

Two minutes passed.

"Okay, that's enough."

Zhang Fengyi opened his eyes and looked in the mirror, and suddenly shuddered.

In the mirror, his face was distorted, making him look like a deformed monster.

It really fits the image of a madman under the pressure of the environment.

It was terrifying to watch.

Zhang Fengyi's mouth trembled, "Director Chen, you are very cruel."

"This is in line with the image." Chen Xiao put down the pen and wiped his hands with a wet wipe. "Okay, I'll find someone else to practice my lines first. Shooting will start in an hour. Come here on time."

He threw the gray-black wet wipes into the trash can, stood up and left the dressing room.

At the same time, Leo was walking through the old streets under the guidance of the staff.

He had no ID, but many people knew that he had a good relationship with Chen Xiao and that he was an actor, so they let him in directly.

He has always wanted to come to visit the "Master", but he was filming in another place some time ago and just returned to the capital today, so he had time to come over.

When I walked to the door of the director's lounge, I happened to meet the director's assistant.

Leo asked: "Is Brother Chen here?"

The assistant shook his head and said, "No, I heard I'm doing make-up for the actors."

Leo frowned.

Putting makeup on an actor? Is this what the director should do?

I had heard earlier that this was a promotional video for an opera.

He had wondered before, how could Brother Chen become the chief director if he didn't understand opera?

After thinking for a long time, I came to a conclusion: Let him be the chief director to attract traffic in name.

Now it seems that this should be the case.

The assistant director and executive director rely on their old age to do miscellaneous tasks?

Depend on!

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt angry.

But after all, this crew was backed by the Ministry of Culture, so he didn't dare to attack directly.

Leo snorted coldly and picked up the phone, "Are you so short of manpower? I'll call a makeup artist to come over."

The assistant shook his head quickly, "No, no, we have a makeup artist. Director Chen thought she was too rigid, so he did it himself."

Leo narrowed his eyes.

I told you earlier.

His blood pressure had just gone up.

Bai was angry.

"May I ask where he is now?"

The assistant scratched his head and said, "Wait a moment, I'll call and ask."

After a while, the assistant smiled and pointed to the south and said: "Director Chen is walking with the actors at the intersection to check the scenery. You can walk in this direction and you will be there in five or six minutes."

Leo said thank you and walked towards the intersection.

Five minutes later, he reached the intersection.

I saw the crew walking around in a hurry, and it looked like they were about to start filming.

Continuing to walk forward, I soon saw Zhang Guorong and Director Chen dressed in Yu Ji costumes.

Just as he was about to step forward, a shrill cry suddenly came from behind.

"retribution!"

Leo was startled by the sudden wailing.

Stop immediately.

That voice, should it be Brother Chen's?

Immediately, another shrill cry came.

"Retribution! Retribution~~~"

The trembling ending made him shudder and hug his arms.

This time it seemed to be Brother Guo Rong's voice.

So full of emotions!

Forget it, he should not go over to disturb the scene, and wait on the side.

In the middle of the intersection, Chen Xiao pointed to the ground and gestured left and right.

"Guorong, your expression and emotional state are very good. Let me remind you of the positioning. The photographer will follow you with a handheld camera. You need to keep pace. When you mention Juxian, move forward, and when you mention the world, move back. When you mention that we have come to this point, move to Juxian, and finally come back when you mention retribution. Two rounds in total."

"Well, no problem, don't worry."

"Okay, then you practice first, I'll go check out the set."

"Okay, thank you Director Chen."

Chen Xiao stood up and walked to the side of the road.

Behind him, the voice of practicing lyrics sounded again, "I will expose it too! Expose the colorful flowers, expose the broken walls and ruins!"

Leo greeted Chen Xiao and sighed: "Brother Chen, this line is so good, right? Why didn't you write me something like this, rich in cultural heritage?"

Chen Xiao smiled helplessly: "That was not written by me, it was a play in "Peony Pavilion" - it turns out that the colorful flowers are all in full bloom, and it seems that they are all left to the broken wells and ruins. Cheng Dieyi is a famous actor, and he can say this. Jack's words..."

Chen Xiao didn't continue, but Leo could also feel that Jack was indeed inappropriate.

Chen Xiao looked back and looked at the center.

The words in the Peony Pavilion say that the noble lady Du Liniang found that the colorful flowers were accompanied by broken wells and broken walls, and no one appreciated them, and sighed that her beautiful youth was imprisoned and strangled.

It is exactly the same as the situation of Peking Opera and even literature and art during the Wen Ge period.

So Cheng Dieyi made this accusation.

Fortunately, the world has focused on the development of science and technology in the past two or three decades, and the ideological control is not strict.

Except for some action teaching videos, other films are less regulated.

There is no problem with this scale being shown on CCTV.

Just when he thought of this, the busy voices of the crew brought him back to reality.

Fang Rong wrapped in a down jacket, walked to the center and shouted: "Props team, put the fuel for the fire!"

The assistant director was at another intersection, holding a loudspeaker and said: "The extras are ready to go on stage."

The director of photography stood in front of the fixed camera position, pointed to the center of the road, and told the photographer: "You will carry the camera in a while, walk like this."

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