Chapter 452 Highlights of the Fourth Round of "The Melting Pot"

Even though it was just a behind-the-scenes shoot, the variety show "Entertainment Intern" still received a very considerable number of real-time views.

The program team did not give special treatment because of the response to "The Crucible". The one-hour extra still adheres to the principle of "sharing the truth". There are no messy sound effects or fancy scripts. If it weren't for the missing narration, it would be enjoyable to watch. Like a documentary.

With white characters on a black background, the word "melting pot" slowly appeared in the upper center, followed by information about the creative team such as "Group 2" and "Screenwriter: Yuan Xiao".

These introductions not only appear at the beginning of the film, but as the screen lights up, noisy sounds pour in. Among a dozen assistants, Yuan Xiao with a ball pen between his ears appears in a close-up, and "Screenwriter Yuan Xiao" is displayed next to him again. of words.

"I'm afraid the audience won't remember my face!" Yuan Xiao said tearfully when he was in "Empty Monument".

Then, as the camera advanced, prop master Qiao Yuansu and the artist held drawing tools in their hands and typed out the design draft of the entire stage on white paper one stroke at a time.

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

[No, when it comes to specific dimensions, scale, etc., it seems that you have to draw them by hand first]

The camera focused on Qiao Yuansu and the artist for a while, then moved to Wu Ang and the others.

The costume designer, like Qiao Yuansu, is painting at his desk, gradually sketching out the outlines of Qin Jue, Yu Qing and other actors. He already has several drafts on hand. Audiences familiar with "The Furnace" can tell at a glance that one of them is " The prototype of "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 leaned over to discuss with the costume designer.

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

She had a serious face and was holding a notebook as big as two palms in her hand. At this time, the camera zoomed in and gave a close-up of the notebook. On the left side, rough storyboards were drawn like a four-panel comic, and on the right side were densely written Lines, actions, and the character’s mood are additionally marked with red pen.

"Yes, if the lighting board in this place could be moved higher... yes, it would be on the side and back of Teacher Zhang Mu's head."

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

The screen panned. In the small workroom, sound engineer Yang Dong and several assistants were debugging the equipment. The desktop was messy, with various radio microphones scattered here and there. The microphone stand was placed on the chair, which looked more visually than usual. It looks even heavier when lifted up.

"The size of this suit is OK..."

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

"Screenwriter Yuan! Look here..."

"It still feels a bit uninteresting. Do you think it would be better to put this ornament here?"

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

Makeup modifications, camera adjustments, set creation, actors' narration... the sounds are overlapped everywhere, and the most intuitive feeling is that of chaos.

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

Suddenly, the picture and the noise stopped.

The screen went dark, and when it turned on again, the "Longya Theater" sign appeared brightly in the center.

Qin Jue was sitting in the backyard that was unforgettable in every sense of the film, with a sign language book on her lap. Yu Qing was next to her, and the children who starred in "The Crucible" 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, upright, holding a stack of manuscript paper in his hand, which was covered with dense handwriting.

"No, I need to modify it."

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

【ah! It’s a model of the stage! 】

【what? What】

[Wow, there is such a thing! It’s so exquisite! 】

[The front is not exquisite, but it takes into account the positioning during the performance on stage, and it must be made first.]

As the barrage mentioned, there are several models about 20 centimeters high on the table in front of Zhan Changqing.

Some of the models are pure white, and some are painted. The one closest to Zhan Changqing is a scaled-down version of the courtroom, which has been painted in familiar gold and crimson colors by the artist.

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

【So dedicated】

[There is so much effort behind every work]

【move】

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

"ah--"

With an extremely sudden sound, the scene changed again, and it was Qin Jue who shouted hoarsely on the simple stage of the theater.

Many viewers immediately felt their hearts pounding, and their eyes turned red almost as a reflex.

Then Qin Jue coughed and asked Yuan Xiao with an extremely calm voice and expression: "Does it look like it?"

Yuan Xiao held a recording pen in his hand and played it again and again, then frowned and shook his head.

"It's like the mute sound of a healthy person." Zhan Changqing, who was standing next to them, also shook his head. "It's like the sound of eating salty food or tonsillitis."

There were bits and pieces of messages like "hhhhh" in the barrage, and there were also comments like "I was about to cry but I got stuck."

But the 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 cross-section chart? Let me take a look." She said.

Then, there was a sound of "ahhhh" that lasted half a minute.

It sounded weird and a bit funny, but Qin Jue's voice became whiter and hoarse, and the barrage of [hhhh] and [2333] gradually disappeared.

Then, the program team gave a post-production acceleration process.

In a freeze-frame shot, the sped-up staff moved back and forth, and the multi-nested stage gradually took shape from scratch.

Seeing them build such a complex and exquisite stage from scratch, some people were filled with emotion and others were moved.

The screen continued to shift, and the digital clock in the upper right corner kept changing. Wu Ang's hand and Qin Jue in front of the makeup mirror formed a contrast between movement and stillness. Until the accelerated processing stopped, Wu Ang stepped back and looked at it for a while, took a long breath, and wiped his sweat. nodded.

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

【我草】

【Special Effects Makeup nb】

[Qin Jue’s acting skills are awesome, and that look in his eyes scared me again]

The comments on the official broadcast platform of the program team were amazed.

Then, there are the behind-the-scenes footage from the filming process, involving real deaf-mute people. Yuan Xiao did not shout "action" on the set, but made a gesture to raise and lower the film.

The sun was shining out of the bathtub, and the vicious extras who had just been there hurriedly took a blanket and put it on him.

The little deaf-mute actor gave him a cute smile with missing teeth.

Then came the stage rehearsal. There was no big screen for the program crew to display real-time translation. The crew used manual coordination. Yuan Xiao himself stood below, holding the word board in his hand, and Qin Jue gestured to turn up a page.

The children in the theater were also watching from the audience. When it was over, they ran over and hugged Qin Jue's waist. The small pink fist attacks on Zhang Mu and Zhan Changqing made the audience smile with tears in their eyes.

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

Two weeks, fourteen days.

Just like the doctors fighting the disease every minute on the operating table, just like the construction workers building a strong enough safe house in a short time during the flood.

Entertainment people can create extraordinary miracles if they work hard.

They are film and television workers.

Literary and artistic works are their eternal medals.

When you have time, you can go and watch the behind-the-scenes footage of film and television work, which is quite interesting.