Chapter 282: Climbing together, want to change the script? (Ch 282)

Because there weren’t many lines in this scene, we were almost done filming in less than ten minutes.

When Zhang Dongsheng, played by Qi Jia, and the two elderly people were preparing to continue climbing, three children outside the camera were ready to enter the camera.

At this moment, Xin Shuang suddenly frowned and shouted: “Kacha!”

Everyone was puzzled, and at the same time, they shuddered all over, thinking that this scene was so familiar.

The assistant didn’t care about that. When he heard the call to stop, he immediately rushed to Qi Jia with a small fan and blew air for him.

Otherwise, if you sweat too much under the scorching sun with a temperature of over 20 degrees, your makeup will be ruined.

“Director, what’s the problem?” Qi Jia asked Xin Shuang in confusion.

Xin Shuang did not answer immediately, but watched the clip again and again, pondered for a long time, and then said,

“Let’s do it again. I always feel like something is not right about this part.”

“Qi Jia, try to make the characters more complex and intriguing. I think this part is too flat.”

Although he didn’t understand, Qi Jia expressed his respect.

So, the second scene started shooting soon.

Then, the third, fourth, and fifth games,

As expected, all of them were in the same place. Xin Shuang shouted “click”.

But he couldn’t explain it himself, he just had a strong feeling in his heart. Judging from the script, this part brought people’s reverie.

It would definitely not be as bland and ordinary as the finished films that are produced now, but he couldn’t find out where the problem was, because Qi Jia and the others were acting according to the script.

After thinking hard for a long time and still unable to find a clue, Xin Shuang looked at Qi Jia.

Qi Jia was frightened by what he saw, and felt that the pay for this play was a bit too much, so he quickly pretended not to see it and looked away.

He happened to see the staff directing the waiters to bring up the lunch boxes, so he hurried over and waited for the meal to start.

Xin Shuang was so angry that his nose was crooked. He wanted to grab Qi Jia and ask him,

But think about it, as a director, if I have to ask the actors everything, wouldn’t it make me seem unprofessional?

So he gave up the idea of ​​asking Qi Jia to find a solution.

It was almost time for dinner, and Xin Shuang still had no idea what to do, so he had to let everyone start eating first.

Qi Jia, the assistant, and Wang Shengdi each took a lunch box and sat in the pavilion to eat.

Today’s meal was good, boiled chicken legs, beef stir-fried with beans, and a boiled baby cabbage.

In addition, each person also has a small bowl of “pot washing water”, which is the regular soup.

Wang Shengdi and his assistant were eating noisily. When they were almost done, they looked up and saw that Qi Jia’s portion seemed to be untouched.

“Brother, what’s wrong with you? Don’t you have an appetite?” Wang Shengdi touched his mouth and asked in confusion.

Qi Jia shook his head and said, “I can’t eat without vegetables.”

No food? The two girls looked at each other, puzzled.

“Aren’t these two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes dishes?” the assistant asked.

“I’m not talking about these dishes. I want to eat green vegetables.” Qi Jia put down his chopsticks, took a sip of the water used to wash the pot, and explained.

It would have been fine if he hadn’t explained. Once he did, the two of them became even more confused.

Wang Shengdi held up his little face and thought for a long time. Suddenly, as if he had figured it out, he pointed at Qi Jia and said,

“Oh, I get it, brother, you are picky about food. You are in trouble. My mother said that picky eaters will not grow tall.”

Qi Jia was speechless, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly,

“You are not from Guangdong Province, so you don’t understand. What we consider to be green vegetables are those that are green, have stems, and have leaves.”

As he spoke, he picked up another bean and continued,

“Beans like these, without stems and leaves, can only be considered vegetables, which are different from green vegetables. Moreover, these beans are old and not crisp at all.”

Wang Shengdi looked at the assistant with a puzzled look in her eyes. She couldn’t understand what the difference was between the two. Aren’t they both noobs?

The assistant seemed to understand a little bit. She picked up a piece of coriander with chopsticks and placed it in front of Qi Jia.

“Yes, it’s green, has stems and leaves, eat it quickly.”

…Qi Jia has never been so speechless as he is now. He swore that if he could become the emperor one day,

Be sure to pull out all the cilantro on the earth.

“This is not a vegetable, this is a seasoning.” Qi Jia took a deep breath and said,

Xin Shuang was very curious about what the three of them were talking about. When he listened carefully, he found out that they were discussing whether coriander was considered a green vegetable. Such a childish question.

I was so angry that my hands were shaking. I’m so worried that I can’t even eat, but you are so relaxed. We must give young people some encouragement.

“Qi Jia, come here for a moment.”

Hearing the director’s call, Qi Jia put down his chopsticks and walked to Xin Shuang.

“What’s wrong, Director?”

“Qi Jia, I always feel that this scene is too bland. You shot it so many times this morning. As the lead actor, did you find anything wrong?”

Xin Shuang completely let go of his psychological burden and thought to himself, you are the leading actor, this is your role, isn’t it normal for you to think more about it?

Besides, young people are so smart, why don’t they contribute more to the crew and hide when encountering problems?

In fact, it would be a lie to say that Qi Jia had no feelings at all.

After all, he is not a rookie anymore, and he can tell whether a scene has problems or not just by trying it out.

In his opinion, the biggest problem with this scene is not the role or the actor.

It’s a problem with the plot design. Although he found the problem, he couldn’t speak up.

He still remembers clearly what Xin Shuang said a few days ago.

“Editor Sun is well-known in the industry for being strong. He would rather lose money than have anyone change his script.”

Meeting such a great man, Qi Jia felt that it was not worth it to offend the other party just for a show, so he just kept silent.

But seeing that Xin Shuang had such a strong desire for knowledge and seemed to be relying on him,

As the saying goes, good women are afraid of clingy men, but in fact, good men are afraid of it too.

For your own ease, I should tell him and let him decide whether to change it or not.

Having made up his mind, Qi Jia didn’t beat around the bush and said directly,

“Director, don’t worry about it. I can tell you very clearly that I know what the problem is with your lackluster performance.”

“I knew you didn’t tell me earlier.” Xin Shuang slapped his thigh, wishing he could install a Type-C on Qi Jia’s brain so he could read it himself.

“The problem lies in the continuity of the previous and subsequent plots. In this scene, Zhang Dongsheng took two elderly people to climb the mountain, and he already had murderous intentions in his heart.

So when they went to the mountain to take pictures, he pushed the two elderly people off the cliff without hesitation.”

Having said this, Qi Jia paused, and then continued,

“But director, do you remember when I auditioned, I said that Zhang Dongsheng is a twisted, contradictory, pitiful and miserable person, right?

How could a psychologically contradictory person, who had endured for so many years, have no emotional preparation at all when he made the final ruthless move?

It is precisely because of the lack of this foreshadowing that you feel the plot is too bland, because it does not connect with the subsequent killings he does not hesitate to do. “

Xin Shuang felt a little itchy on his head, as if he had grown a brain, but it was not fully grown yet.

“What do you mean by emotional preparation?”

“I think he should give the two old men one last chance, but the two old men’s resolute opposition prompted Zhang Dongsheng to finally make up his mind to kill them.”

Qi Jia finished speaking in one breath, and seeing that Xin Shuang still didn’t quite understand,

So I simply took the script from him, turned to the page that was being filmed, and then picked up a pen and leaned over the table.

Simply cross out the original lines and descriptions of the plot.

Then, new lines and plot descriptions were added next to it.

Xin Shuang was frightened by Qi Jia’s actions. This guy was changing the script! But how did he want to change it?

Out of curiosity, he tilted his head and watched from the side, and the more he watched, the more excited he became.

When Qi Jia stopped writing, he grabbed the script and read it carefully for four or five minutes before slapping his thigh excitedly.

“Great! This way, the plot will be more compact and intriguing.”

But the next second, his excitement disappeared, because this was a big change to the script, and the screenwriter would definitely not agree.

Thinking of this, he looked at Qi Jia again.

“Why don’t you give Editor Sun a call and ask?”

Qi Jia rolled his eyes. Before he could say a greeting in his mind, he heard a voice behind him.

“No need to fight. If you have any questions, just ask directly.”