The current time is accurately marked above the viewfinder of the main camera lens, and the recording of the seventh episode of "Talent Co., Ltd." is in progress.
Due to the National Day Golden Week, the sixth episode originally scheduled to be broadcast on October 4 has been confirmed to be broadcast online, so this program will naturally be scheduled as the seventh episode, and the online time will be moved to October
January 12th.
The cameraman Mo Ran, who is in charge of the host computer, has been familiar with the director Liu Mingren's preferences for many years. He uses the panoramic lens in a regular manner. In this way, Yan Qing and Weng Huai, who are sitting on the two single sofas on the left and right in the viewfinder, are both looking at each other.
The whole body can be included in the painting.
Panorama refers to taking the subject as the focus of the picture and displaying it entirely in the picture. It is suitable for showing the whole picture of the subject. Compared with the distant view, it can more vividly reflect the close relationship between the subject and the environment.
There are many advantages to using panoramic composition in portrait photography. It can not only express the character's actions, facial expressions and clothing, but also express the character's inner activities to a certain extent.
But... this is just an ideal state. When the camera is focused on a three-gold actor and an Oscar-winning best supporting actress, usually, even if Liu Mingren holds the monitor in his hand and his eyes are always locked on the viewfinder, he will only
You can see the expressions and psychological activities deliberately displayed by Yan Qing and Weng Huaijing under their superb acting skills.
"Starting from Shanghai, after recording five episodes of the program, and then to that highly praised magazine cover, the two of them only appeared distant and not close in the camera! Luo Bing must know something."
Obviously the two main actors in the camera were elegant and behaved as usual, but the aunty smile that naturally radiated from the inside out from Luo Bing beside him made Liu Mingren feel a little scratched in his heart.
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"Actually, negative emotions are not far away from our lives. Every adult will feel particularly tired sometimes, but we all subconsciously pretend to be nonchalant to protect ourselves."
Having no knowledge of off-site information, after sharing his selections normally, Yan Qing used his soft and mellow voice to skillfully control the audience, and he tried hard to create some opportunities for dialogue.
"Just like parking the car after returning home from get off work, many people are used to sitting in the car for a while, not wanting to talk or move."
After a slight pause, Yan Qing saw that Weng Huaijing next to him still had no intention of talking. He pursed his lips and smiled awkwardly and continued his topic: "Many people have a blind spot in their hearts. They can't get out, and others can't get in."
"It is not an easy thing for ordinary people to express their true inner thoughts frankly..."
Finally, after Yan Qing paused several times, Weng Huaijing took over, but his voice was a little cold: "Not to mention someone with autism."
After saying that, she naturally used her left hand to lift her hair. Weng Huai paused and glanced at Yan Qing. After learning how to use the lens sense, Professor Weng's unchanging ponytail hairstyle was slightly adjusted. She left it on both sides of her ears and temples.
A few strands of black hair.
"Don't keep talking to me and keep pointing the camera at us without looking!"
It was just a short glance, but Yan Qing understood it clearly. The look in Weng Huai's eyes that was about to say something but still gave up made him feel a twitch in his heart.
"It's so sweet! You have to pick up the conversation naturally. Yes, I'm willing to give up on the issue of address that Su Meng mentioned..."
Restraining the discomfort of his rapid heartbeat, Yan Qing said tentatively: "Being... full of longing, that's very true..."
"hiss…"
There was a gasp from the periphery of the recording site, followed by suppressed exclamations and whispers:
Zhao Mu: "With admiration! Did I hear you correctly?"
Lou Junwei: "The Lifetime Series..."
Yi Li: "Brother Qing's first voice is a big step for the program team!"
Tan Sen: "Ah! I'm going to set off firecrackers..."
Mo Ran: "Quick! Tan Sen, Bao Hang, you two are in close-up..."
Luo Bing and Liu Mingren looked at each other and smiled in unison.
Considering the presence of the camera, Yan Qing withstood the pressure and suppressed the strong impulse to blush. He looked up at the sofa to the side shamelessly.
Weng Huaijing actually faced the camera with a candid look, but unfortunately, a faint hint of pink in the corner of her eyes betrayed her restless heart.
Smiling relaxedly at Tan Sen's handheld camera, Yan Qing gave up his pretense and felt a burst of joy in his heart: "It's worth being the butt of a joke."
"Cut! Quiet! It's noisy. Where is the vegetable market?"
After finishing the candy, Liu Mingren held up the director's microphone and calmed down the scene. His serious expression disappeared. He continued like a gentle breeze: "Professor Weng, Brother Qing, I'm sorry, I have to do this again. They are too
There are no rules anymore.”
"It's okay, just let everyone be happy."
Waving his hand skillfully to resolve the embarrassment, Yan Qing cursed: "You think I didn't see the interaction with Luo Bing?"
Liu Mingren nodded, rearranged the recording, camera position, and lighting, then waved to start recording again.
"The response is too strong, I have to take action slowly!"
Yan Qing did not dare to make mistakes, so he said in a serious voice: "Professor Weng said it very well..."
"cut!"
The recording was stopped again. Holding the director's microphone in his hand, Liu Mingren suppressed his laughter and said, "Brother Qing, that's wrong. It's better to do what you did just now."
The director took the initiative to set the pace, and immediately there were many people who responded, and the vegetable market reopened.
Zhao Mu's sweet voice suddenly emerged from the whispers: "I'm looking forward to Sai Gao! Brother Qing, don't be a coward!"
The scene was filled with a happy atmosphere, and the embarrassment and embarrassment shown by Yan Qing's true feelings completely fell into Weng Huaijing's eyes, making her reserved and very comfortable.
The recording restarted again amid the commotion. In the close-up of the camera, Yan Qing pursed his lips slightly and said with difficulty: "You're right to say that you have longing!"
Weng Huaijing, who tied up her black hair with bare hands and used the sense of the camera, calmly cast a glance.
Her gentle and tranquil glances hid the soothing magic power, which made Yan Qing feel at ease quickly, and his speaking speed returned to normal: "The starting point of "Ci Bu Da Yi" is a kind of empathy, as long as it can build a willing society for the society.
I am satisfied to learn about the bridge of autism.”
"So, you have a lyric that goes like this..."
Weng Huaijing's eyes fell squarely on the guitar placed between the two sofas. She said slowly: "I also want to build a bridge with you and establish a tacit understanding, but I can't express myself in words."
"Yes, the so-called words fail to convey the meaning, this is what Cihai explains..."
In the one-on-one camera, Yan Qing smiled magnanimously and explained quite seriously: "Words cannot accurately express meaning and feelings."
"The feeling of not being able to convey what I mean is like...some people are shy about expressing love in their native language, so they choose to be like..."
Weng Huaijing, who took the initiative to participate in the show for the first time, is getting better and better. She even gave a very vivid example: "i love you more than i can say and other foreign languages to euphemistically express love."
"I like you more than I can say, I love you beyond words, the results of two different translation methods are very different..."
Hearing the elegant meaning of Xiange, Yan Qing spread his hands and said with a smile: "Sometimes misunderstandings arise like this."
"There are many misunderstandings in life. We can communicate calmly, but many times we choose to respond to each other with ambiguous words..."
After Yan Qing completed the paragraph, Weng Huaijing said a long paragraph that seemed to have profound meaning: "We want each other to know our feelings, but we are stubborn and stubborn."
"Buzz, buzz, buzz, this refers to Sang scolding Huai, isn't it just that I looked at you one more time when you said I love you..."
After some slander, Yan Qing agreed with heartfelt approval: ""Ci Bu Da Yi" is also given to the kind of couples Huai Jing said. I hope everyone can be more sincere and less clichéd in their relationships."
He lifted his bangs and rolled his eyes in one breath. After hearing Yan Qing's words, Weng Huaijing leaned back a little.
"Because of the style of music..."
No one answered, Yan Qing shamelessly continued to control the situation: "Yes, we have exchanged manuscripts again, and now I would like to invite Huaijing to share with you the manuscript she chose."
The host position cuts to a medium shot of the upper body, and Weng Huaijing naturally begins to read the novella she chose.
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Since Li Hanyuan participated in the recording on the first day, Zhang Yameng and Zhou Peipei accompanied her around the office building to familiarize themselves with the situation.
Only Shao Qing and Miao Miao were still standing at the recording site, but they were standing a little further away, and they did not participate in the two heckling incidents.
Miao Miao's expression was extremely lost, and she bit her lip without saying a word.
Turning around somewhat numbly, Miao Miao forced a smile: "What, Sister Qing?"
"Laughing is uglier than crying..."
Shao Qing smoothed Miao Miao's dull hair lovingly: "I feel very sorry for you..."
With her tiger fangs exposed and tears in her eyes, Miao Miao smiled bitterly: "I'm really fine..."
"On one side is admiration, on the other side is you..."
Shao Qing struggled and shook his head: "Sister Qing often ignores your feelings."
"I never blamed you, and..."
Standing on tiptoes and hugging Shao Qing tightly, Miao Miao continued in a soft voice: "Brother Qing'er really likes her, and no one can change it."
Shao Qing, who was unprepared, hugged Miao Miao tightly, and she said coquettishly: "What are you doing, you girl!"
"I feel so sorry for Sister Qing. You must have felt this way when you liked Mr. Meng before..."
Miao Miao's milky voice was filled with moisture: "It's so uncomfortable and complicated."
"Why did you suddenly talk about this..."
Shao Qing observed her surroundings carefully, and she whispered sympathetically: "I'm happy for him but secretly feel uncomfortable, I can't bear to be disturbed but I can't bear to leave..."
"I have been reading the teaching materials that Peipei gave me during this period... Behind Mr. Meng's all-powerful power, there is not a single mention of your efforts..."
Miao Miao choked with sobs: "I have no one to talk to, Sister Qing, don't you find me annoying?"
Shaking his head helplessly, Shao Qing patted Miao Miao's back gently: "I will only feel sorry for you."
"I only feel sorry for Sister Qing. Besides, there is no such thing as love."
Leaning against Shao Qing's gentle and jade-like body, Miao Miao tried her best to calm down her emotions: "Sister Qing, stop me. I'll be fine after a while."
Shao Qing murmured: "Even without a man, we can still live a wonderful life."
"Liar! Sister Qing, you still love Mr. Meng..."
Miao Miao sobbed in a low voice: "You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow!"
Shao Qing's pretty face turned red, and she lowered her voice and asked, "What? Who told you?"
Miao Miao said to herself: "No! I have never contacted her."
Shao Qing reluctantly corrected: "Even if we have a crush on a man, we can still live a wonderful life."
Meow's witticism: "I will have a wonderful time with Sister Qing~"
The voices of the two became lower and lower, gradually becoming inaudible.
…
Weng Huaijing still read the manuscript she selected in a cold and cold manner, with almost no emotion.
"We obviously know that some things are like bubbles. The more beautiful they are, the more untouchable they are. But when you have the opportunity to get your hands on it, ask yourself who can really resist it?"
Yan Qing controlled the situation considerately: "After I finished reading this manuscript, what impressed me the most was this sentence, Where do I miss you?"
"Why do I get smoother and smoother as I scream? That's not okay. I have to stick to the nickname I gave her, buzz buzz, how cute."
Gazing majestically at Weng Huai's beautiful and refined face, Yan Qing secretly shouted hummingly several times in her heart.
As if she noticed something, Weng Huaijing moved back again. After a moment of silence, she said: "I will regret that I have not done well enough. There are still many things that I can improve when we get along, but then I think again, even if I
Do it perfectly, and the ending of the story may not change at all.”
Yan Qing concluded: "The previous sentence talks about hesitation and unwillingness to miss out, but this sentence can be distilled into a feeling of helplessness."
Weng Huaijing hesitated and squeezed out another sentence: "There is still a sense of certainty of fate."
Yan Qing remembered this sentence very clearly, and he blurted out: "I feel that this desperate love is destined to happen, it doesn't matter when it happens."
"Long-distance love is a very heavy topic."
Yan Qing, who was ignored by no one, said to himself: "People seem to be like this. The older they get, the less courage they have to try to break through their comfort zone."
Weng Huaijing suddenly intervened: "Pessimism, how do you say this word? The more adults you are, the more profound you can understand it."
Yan Qing agreed: "I have a strong premonition that there will be a tragedy in the future, but I still want to muster the courage to try it for the sake of the illusory possibility."
With a slight frown on his face, Weng Huaijing repeated a few key words: "Hesitation with unwillingness, certainty of fate, premonition and pessimism..."
Yan Qing looked at Weng Huai with a faint smile.
As if telepathic, Weng Huaijing's eyes sparkled: "Are you going to intercept the complex mood of the man licking his wounds after they broke up and use it as the inspiration for the work?"
"You chose such a story because you also wanted to tell me how I felt after breaking up. Well, it was a successful interpretation. So what did "I" do wrong?"
The Riddler, Yan Qing, thought he understood Weng Huaijing's metaphor.
"The name of this song is "Undercurrent""
Not daring to look directly into Weng Huaijing's eyes, Yan Qing pretended to be natural and spoke seriously to the camera: "Undercurrent: describes calmness on the surface but surging underneath. It can also be used to describe strong and hidden feelings."
"Didn't you agree not to use metaphors? Why do I feel like you are mocking me for being pretentious and cowardly!"
After hearing this, Professor Weng secretly gave him a look of disgust, and she silently wrung her hands behind her back.
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North Second Ring Road
Enter the Lincoln Navigator going back on Friday night.
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"Han Yuan is staying at Yan Qing's house. I plan to invite them to my house for a simple meal tomorrow night."
Shao Qing drove a little steadily today. She glanced at the rearview mirror in the car and continued: "If you have enough time, you two can record those two songs next door. How about that?"
Weng Huaijing's tone was noncommittal: "Oh, you don't know how to cook..."
"Brother Qing's singing style this afternoon is so weird? I've never heard it before."
The wandering Zhou Peipei opened up a new topic and saved Shao who had encountered a soft nail.
"As long as it sounds good, I think he sang it like a very old man. Anyway, some people like it very much!"
After getting angry, Shao Qing couldn't help but blame Weng Huaijing: "Why did you tell Xiaomiao everything about me!"
"The Origin of Species"
Professor Weng, who closed his eyes to meditate, said he was partly helpful and partly helpful: "She is very cute."
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Ya'er Hutong
Land business class on the same way back
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"It's okay, it's not a big problem. The drum beats of the song "Ci Bu Da Yi" are very simple."
In the carriage, the three girls, Miao Miao, Zhang Yameng, and Li Hanyuan, all pricked up their ears and eavesdropped on Yan Qing's call.
"It really doesn't matter, but Damao, you seem to have really fallen into the hands of Ren Lu Lu this time."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Qing glanced at the chattering girls, and he satisfied their desire for gossip.
In order to pursue Lu Lu, Mao Zhiyuan willingly retreated to the position of bassist and pushed the twin-tailed girl to the position of drummer in the livehouse band Mao.
I don’t know if it was to appease Miao Miao, but after all the gossip, Zhang Yameng hit the nail on the head: "For a young girl to be with someone who is also her father and brother, in a sense, it is also a kind of giving up on herself."
Miao Miao's rare text counterattacked: "If you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish..."
"There is no reason to talk about feelings..."
Yan Qing, who has no self-awareness, still tries to be a peacemaker: "Even if you are tired, even if you are tired, you can only be stubborn without regrets."