Chapter 47: The Sword Man’s Script (Ch 47)

After the first day of running-in,

Qi Jia’s cooperation with the other leading actors is getting better and better.

The shooting progress was so fast that Director Wen had to let him take a three-day break to finish filming his leading role first.

With nothing to do, he would just sit on the set and copy his acting skills every day.

Copied from Cheng Yong played by Xu Zheng:

[Line skills +5], [Humbleness +5], [Crying scenes +10], [Cowardice +5],

Copied from Lv Shouyi played by Wang Chuanjun:

[Crying Scenes +10], [Humbleness +5], [Joy +3], [Line Skills +2],

Copied from Zhang Changlin played by Wang Yanhui:

[Cunning +5], [Villain +5], [Grievance +3],

Finally, the following were copied from the policeman played by Zhou Yiwei: [Guilt +5], [Anger +2].

As for the others, since they don’t have many roles, or their acting skills are worse than Qi Jia’s, their acting skills have not been copied for the time being.

It was about five in the afternoon.

Qi Jia was sitting on a chair watching everyone filming as usual.

Next to him were Xu Zheng and Wang Chuanjun. They had also finished filming for the day and were sitting there browsing their phones.

The scene we are going to shoot today is about the policeman Cao Bin, played by Zhou Yiwei, trying to find out who is selling “fake drugs”.

So they arrested all the leukemia patients who bought drugs from Cheng Yong, and prepared to interrogate them to find out who sold the drugs to them.

But what he didn’t expect was that even when facing police interrogation, all the patients remained silent.

He would rather be arrested than give up Cheng Yong, the culprit behind the incident.

This part doesn’t have many scenes. Normally, it can be finished in ten minutes.

However, just when the filming reached the end, Qi Jia, who was watching intently, suddenly frowned.

Wei Qing, who played the role of a retired old lady, stood up.

With a humble and pleading tone, I opened my mouth carefully.

“Leader, please help me.”

Hearing the voice, Cao Bin, played by Zhou Yiwei, turned around with a serious face.

He walked up to the old lady, looked at her sharply, and did not speak, but waited for her to continue.

“I, I just want to beg you, please stop pursuing Indian medicine, okay?”

After the old lady finished her lines, Cao Bin looked at her deeply and turned to leave.

Just when everyone was happy that they could get off work and have lunch soon,

Off-site,

Qi Jia’s brows furrowed more and more, and he felt something was wrong.

Then I saw Director Wen stand up.

“Crack! Crack! Crack!”

He shouted “cut” three times in a row, which confused the actors.

I thought, why did it suddenly stop? Wasn’t it all just a script? I acted pretty well!

“What’s wrong, Director Wen?”

Zhou Yiwei was very puzzled and walked up to Director Wen to ask,

Director Wen didn’t say anything, but picked up the script and flipped through it again and again.

After a while, he pulled over Teacher Wei Qing and Zhou Yiwei.

“Do you feel that the last part seems to be a little bit off?”

“Almost felt it?”

Zhou Yiwei and Wei Qing looked at each other, neither quite understanding what the director meant.

“My sister thinks that it’s all just acting according to the script.”

Zhou Yiwei spread his hands and said aggrievedly.

“Hiss, let’s do it again. Teacher Wei, please find a solution later.

The patient’s pain, despair, and extreme humiliation,

The performance could be more rich, but I feel the emotions are still a little lacking.”

Although they didn’t quite understand Director Wen’s feelings, the two didn’t say much. After nodding, they prepared to continue filming.

Qi Jia, who was sitting in the back, nodded in agreement after hearing Director Wen’s words.

He was also thinking in his mind, if it were him, how would he act?

Then, I re-shot it several times.

But every time when he reached the last part of the text, the director would stop and ask him about it, and he would say that he was still lacking some feeling.

But when asked how he felt about it and how to change it, he said he hadn’t thought about it yet.

Time passed quickly until about six in the afternoon.

The crew’s lunch boxes have arrived, so Director Wen had to let everyone take a break and eat first.

He was sitting alone, frowning, smoking and flipping through the script.

From time to time he was muttering something to himself.

Qi Jia was holding a lunch box, also thinking while eating.

In fact, he had already figured out where the problem was.

But this is not my play after all.

If he went up to offer his opinion, he was worried that it might upset the lead actor Zhou Yiwei.

After all, he debuted earlier than me and his status is higher than mine.

The relationship between the two was limited to exchanging a few words and washing each other’s feet, which were still green. The crew went there as a group.

If, because of a momentary talk, you make an enemy in the future, it would not be worth it.

“Qi Jia, why don’t you eat properly? What are you thinking about? Is the roast goose tonight not delicious?”

Xu Zheng was holding a roast goose leg, his mouth full of oil. He walked over and saw him in a daze, so he asked curiously.

He was just playing with his phone, so he didn’t know what happened.

So Qi Jia pointed at Director Wen, who was scratching his head, and briefly explained what had just happened.

After hearing this, Xu Zheng was also surprised. He suddenly felt that the roast goose leg was not delicious anymore. He quickly walked to Director Wen and started discussing with him.

But after discussing for a long time, we still couldn’t come to a conclusion.

When the two were at a loss, Xu Zheng saw Qi Jia eating.

Suddenly, he slapped his head and waved at him excitedly.

“Qi Jia, come here quickly.”

“Brother Xu, why are you calling me?”

Qi Jia understood a little bit, but he still held the lunch box and pretended to be confused.

“You were watching from the side just now. Do you feel that there is something wrong with this scene?”

Xu Zheng looked at Qi Jia expectantly.

He recalled that Qi Jia’s script was full of notes, which showed that he was a very thoughtful person.

Plus, he has his own unique insights into characters and plots, so asking him might yield some unexpected results.

Qi Jia looked at the two of them, wondering whether to speak out.

The subtle change in his facial expression instantly made Director Wen feel like he saw the dawn.

He grabbed Qi Jia’s hand and said.

“If you have any ideas, speak up.”

The director and producer had spoken, so Qi Jia had nothing to worry about.

So, I put down my lunch box and nodded.

“I do have some ideas, but I didn’t say them before because I was afraid that Brother Zhou would be unhappy if he knew.”

“Damn it! You kid, why didn’t you say so earlier? I invited you to wash my feet the day before yesterday. I won’t take you with me next time.”

As soon as Qi Jia finished speaking, someone patted him hard on the shoulder.

Then he heard Zhou Yiwei complain to him in a happy tone.

It turned out that he had been thinking about the problem of this scene in his heart.

I just saw Xu Zheng calling Qi Jia over.

Thinking of the script full of notes, he went closer out of curiosity, and ended up hearing what Qi Jia said.

“Brother Zhou, I’m sorry, I mainly…”

After being heard, Qi Jia felt a little embarrassed. He rubbed his nose and didn’t know what to say.

Fortunately, Zhou Yiwei is also an experienced person.

He quickly understood Qi Jia’s concerns and waved his hand to show his understanding.

Then, he urged him to speak out his thoughts.

“In fact, there is nothing wrong with the performances of Teacher Wei Qing and Brother Zhou.”

“I think so.”

Zhou Yiwei nodded, expressing his deep agreement.

“Don’t interrupt!”

Director Wen tapped Zhou Yiwei’s head and signaled Qi Jia to continue.

“The real problem is the lines.”

Qi Jia took the script, pointed at the old lady’s words, and spoke slowly.

“Lines?” The three of them leaned over and read it over and over again.

Zhou Yi scratched his head and asked tentatively.

“Wrong typo?”

“Just shut up!”

Xu Zheng and Director Wen were so angry that they wanted to drown him with their spit.

“Uh, it’s not a typo. What the director and Teacher Wei Qing said just now is very correct. It’s just that when we watched the finished film, we couldn’t understand this part of the plot.

I want to convey to the audience the pain, despair, and extreme humility of leukemia patients in their struggle to survive.”

“The plot is fine, but the dialogue lacks tension. So, no matter how good the acting is, without the support of the dialogue, it is impossible to arouse the audience’s emotions.”

Director Wen never thought that the final problem would be the lines.

He regarded Qi Jia as Zhuge Liang’s magic bag, and was too lazy to think about it and could not wait to ask for advice.

“Then tell me how to change it.”

At this moment, scenes appeared in Qi Jia’s mind.

When he was searching for information about leukemia online, he saw an interview video.

The most profound memory is,

An elderly couple knelt in front of the reporter and said that they really had no money for treatment.

The car was sold, the house was sold, and the daughter-in-law ran away.

The two old men kowtowed as they spoke, begging the media to help them.

At that time, after watching the movie, Qi Jia, a grown man, burst into tears.

Thinking of this, Qi Jia took the pen and started writing directly on the blank space of the script.

A minute later, he put down his pen and handed the script to Director Wen.

Xu Zheng and Zhou Yiwei both curiously leaned over to see what Qi Jia had changed.

Three seconds later, the eyes of the three of them suddenly turned red.

Director Wen put down the script in his hand, rubbed his eyes, and sighed.

“I haven’t seen such a sharp line in a long time.”