Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

Even if it was just a filming episode, the variety show "Entertainment Intern" still garnered a considerable number of instant views.

The program team did not treat it specially because of the response of "The Furnace". The one-hour tidbit still maintains the principle of "sharing the truth", there is no messy sound effects, and there is no fancy script. like a documentary.

With white characters on a black background, the word "Furnace" slowly appeared in the upper center of the center, followed by the information of the main creative team such as "The Second Group" and "Screenwriter: Yuan Xiao".

These introductions not only appeared in the title, but as the screen lit up, loud noises poured in. Among a dozen assistants, Yuan Xiao with a ballpoint pen in his ear appeared in the close-up, next to him again showed "screenwriter Yuan Xiao" font.

"It's for fear that the audience won't remember my face!" Yuan Xiao said in "The Empty Tablet" sobbing.

Immediately afterwards, the camera advanced, props engineer Qiao Yuansu and the artist held drawing tools in their hands, and typed out the design draft of the entire stage on the white paper, stroke by stroke.

[So professional...hey, I thought it was drawn with a computer]

[No, it seems to have to be hand-painted first when it comes to specific dimensions, scales, etc.]

After focusing on Qiao Yuansu and the artist for a while, the camera shifted to Wu Ang and the others.

The costumer, like Qiao Yuansu, is painting at his desk, gradually sketching the outlines of actors such as Qin Jue and Yu Qing. He already has a few drafts at hand, and viewers familiar with "The Furnace" can see at a glance that one of them is " The prototype of the "Qin" prison uniform.

Two makeup artists, including Wu Ang, sat together with a row of front-facing photos of the actors in front of them. They tried makeup on their faces in the mirror, looked at the photos, and approached to discuss with the costumers.

The screen turned again, and seven or eight assistants wearing T-shirts in the uniform of the show team were standing there. An unexpected person appeared in advance, and it was Qin Jue who was discussing with them.

She had a serious face, and was holding a book the size of two palms in her hand. At this time, the camera zoomed in and gave a close-up of the book. She saw that the left side was like a four-frame comic with rough storyboards, and the right side was densely written. Lines, actions, and the character's state of mind with an additional red pen.

"Yes, if the lighting board in this place can be raised a little further... Yes, the side and rear of Teacher Zhang Mu's head."

Qin Jue spoke in a moderate volume, mixed in with many discussions, and communicated with the staff with gestures and pointing.

The screen pans. In the small workshop, the recording engineer Yang Dong and several assistants are debugging the equipment. The desktop is messy, and various radio microphones are placed in pieces. The microphone rack is placed on the chair, which is visually better than usual. It looks even heavier when lifted.

"The size of this suit can be..."

"No, I think this seat is still..."

"Screenwriter Yuan! Look here..."

"It always feels a little bit mean, do you think it would be better for this ornament to be placed here?"

"Plaintiff: Qin, male, Han nationality..."

The modification of makeup, the adjustment of the camera, the creation of the set, the interpretation of the actors... the sounds overlapped everywhere, and the most intuitive feeling was clutter.

In the fourth round, it was more deeply felt than the previous rounds, under such pressure and under such belief, everyone was racing against time.

Suddenly, the picture and the noisy sound came to an abrupt end.

The screen went through a pitch-dark transition, and when it lit up again, the sign of "Longya Theater" appeared brightly in the center.

Qin Jue was sitting in the unforgettable backyard in every sense of the film, with a sign language book on her lap, Yu Qing beside her, and the children who starred in "The Furnace" were also here.

They gestured, looked at each other, and laughed silently.

Then, the sound of Zhan Changqing's recitation sounded, and the camera switched. He was standing in the temporary studio, with a straight body and a stack of manuscript paper in his hand, with dense handwriting on it.

"No, I need to revise it."

After reading for a while, he sat down with a pen and continued to make changes.

【what! It is a model of the stage! 】

【what? What】

[Wow, so there is such a thing! It's so delicate! 】

[In front, it's not delicate, it's because of the movement of the stage when performing, we must first make a mold]

As Qingqings mentioned in the barrage, on the table in front of Zhan Changqing, there were several models about twenty centimeters high.

Models are either pure white or painted, and the closest to Zhan Changqing is a scaled-down version of the courtroom, which has been painted in familiar gold and crimson by the artist.

[So strong... so serious...]

【Too dedicated】

【There is so much effort behind every piece of work】

【move】

The barrage in the live broadcast room gradually decreased, and everyone was watching it carefully.

"what--"

With an extremely abrupt sound, the tidbit changed again. It was Qin Jue who was shouting hoarsely from the humble stage of the theater.

Many viewers immediately froze in their hearts, and their eyes blushed almost like a conditioned reflex.

Then he heard Qin Jue cough, and asked Yuan Xiao in a very calm voice and expression, "Does it look like it?"

Yuan Xiao held a voice recorder in his hand, played it over and over again, then frowned and shook his head.

"It's like the hoarse voice of a healthy person." Zhan Changqing, who was standing beside them, also shook his head, "For example, the sound of eating salty food, or the sound of tonsillitis."

[hhhhh] messages were sent out piecemeal in the barrage, and there were also complaints [I was stuck when I was about to cry].

But the few people in the picture were still serious, Qin Jue nodded and cleared his throat, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Is there any medical profile, I'll take a look." She said.

Then, there was a half-minute "Aah" sound.

It sounded very ghostly and a little funny, but seeing Qin Jue's voice getting whiter and more hoarse, the barrage of [hhhh] and [2333] gradually disappeared.

Next, the program team gave a post-acceleration process.

In a stop-motion shot, the speeded-up staff went back and forth, and the multi-nested stage started from nothing and gradually took shape.

Watching them build such a complex and exquisite stage from scratch with their own hands, some people are moved, others are moved.

The screen continued to shift, the digital clock in the upper right corner kept changing, Wu Ang's hand and Qin Jue in front of the vanity mirror formed a dynamic and static contrast, until the acceleration process stopped, Wu Ang stepped back and studied for a while, let out a long breath, and wiped his sweat. nodded.

Qin Jue stood up, and the camera showed a close-up of her. She was completely covered in blood, and half of her face was soaked in blood.

【My Grass】

【Special effect makeup nb】

[Qin Jue's acting skills are also nb, just that look scared me again]

The barrage on the official broadcast platform of the program group was amazed.

Then, there is the tidbit of the filming process~www.wuxiamtl.com~ involving the participation of real deaf and dumb people, Yuan Xiao did not shout "" on the set, but raised and dropped with a gesture.

The sun was fluttering out of the bathtub, and the vicious group performer hurriedly took a blanket and put it on him.

The little deaf-mute actor showed him a lovely smile with missing teeth.

Next, there was the stage rehearsal. There was no big screen for the show crew to display the instant translation. The crew used manpower to cooperate. Yuan Xiao himself stood below, holding the word board in his hand. Qin Jue gestured and turned to the page.

The children in the theater were also watching from the audience. When they were finished, they ran over and hugged Qin Jue's waist. The audience were tearful and smiling at Zhang Mu and Zhan Changqing's little fan-fist attack.

During this whole process, Qin Jue, Zhan Changqing, and Yuan Xiao became more and more proficient in sign language, the filming of the crew became more orderly, and the stage was completely formed... "The Furnace", which only lasted for forty minutes, was born bit by bit.

Two weeks, fourteen days.

Just like every minute of a doctor fighting the disease on the operating table, like a construction worker building a solid enough safe place in a short period of time in a flood.

Even if people in the entertainment industry work hard, they can also create extraordinary miracles.

They are film and television workers.

Literary and artistic works are their eternal medals.

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