Chapter 1331 The Person Who Fulfills Justice
Most of the customers in the lobby are in a state of doing nothing at this time.
After hearing that Luo Chuan was about to start filming, there was basically no reaction.
The reason is very simple. Watching the battle between Xia Xia Yu and Tang Yi in the morning, their patience has almost been exhausted.
More than twenty times! God knows how they finish it!
"It was filmed in Xuefeng Pavilion. If you feel bored, just leave." Luo Chuan got up from the sofa and stretched.
The venue of the plot is very simple, just find a room to clean up, and then cover the surroundings with a black cloth.
Put a table and a chair in the room, and a simple movie shooting scene is complete.
After Yao Ziyan explained it, the customers became interested. It sounds really interesting, and it's good to have a look next to it.
The most important thing is to be able to leave at will.
Xuefeng Pavilion covers a large area, and under the leadership of the waiter, he quickly found a room that was more in line with Luo Chuan's ideas.
There are not so many shots in this plot, a magic phone is enough.
Jiang Wanshang didn't need to show his face in the content of the shooting, it was enough to write his name on the notebook with a pen.
Then, after editing, splicing, and alternately appearing with pictures of people whose name is Liangliang.
As long as viewers with normal IQs see such a picture, they will definitely have various associations in their hearts.
"Is there a connection between those who died and the names written on the notebook", "Why do you write these people's names" and so on.
The atmosphere of anticipation and suspense is directly reflected.
"So I just need to sit there and write?" Jiang Wanshang cast an inquiring look at Luo Chuan.
"Although it sounds simple, expressing that feeling is actually more difficult than a normal plot." Director Luo Chuan sat on a small stool.
Although Luo Chuan didn't say what "feeling" was, Jiang Wanshang could almost understand what he meant.
It is nothing more than the attitude of ignoring life, as if to control everything and play life.
According to the settings in the script written by Luo Chuan, Yue is a student with all kinds of skills, and his IQ is very high.
Feeling suffocated by this boring world, despairing of this rotten world.
Coincidentally, he accidentally got the notebook that could easily decide his life and death.
So Kira, called the god, appeared.
Although he walked in the dark, he always insisted on what he believed to be justice.
I will do what the law cannot do, and I will kill those who cannot be killed by trial.
It is because of this unique charisma that many people call him a god, thinking that Kira's existence can change the world.
"The protagonist, Wanshang." Gu Yunxi hugged Jiang Wanshang's arm.
"I know." Jiang Wanshang reluctantly pushed her away, thinking about what to do in the future.
Just using the action of writing to show the character of the protagonist, Jiang Wanshang felt a little difficult after understanding this.
"Just write, it seems quite simple." Bu Lige was talking to Jiang Shengjun in a low voice.
"Indeed, I think it's quite simple." Jiang Shengjun nodded in agreement.
As talented customers, the two are very confident.
It's like when reading a novel, I always come up with this idea: what is written here, what I write is definitely better than what the author writes.
Pretty much the same now.
When the preparation time was over, Jiang Wanshang was already sitting on the chair behind the table.
A not-so-bright beam of light fell from above, illuminating the position of the table.
As for Jiang Wanshang's face, it was hidden in the dim environment, hazy and looming.
There is a suspenseful vibe.
"Let's take your place—" Luo Chuan clapped his hands casually.
Yao Ziyan took out the previous board and made a crisp sound when it was closed.
The magic mobile phone is in an invisible state, hanging in mid-air to take pictures, and the pictures taken are displayed on the light screen.
In the dimly lit room, the table was illuminated by a dim light. The girl who couldn't see her face sat behind the table and slowly opened the notebook with the black cover.
There was a huge difference between the picture on the light screen and what was seen at the scene. Everyone subconsciously held their breath, and the room was silent.
"Wan Chang's hands are so beautiful." Gu Yunxi whispered.
The hands in the picture are slender and fair, and the joints are not obvious. Under the illumination of the light, they appear more crystal clear and white as jade.
It's really pretty.
Gu Yunxi's words were ignored, all eyes fell on the light curtain, waiting for Jiang Wanshang's next action.
Jiang Wanshang's heart is very calm now, and the plots she saw before quietly emerge in her mind, gradually overlapping with reality.
"Kira..." she murmured in a low voice.
Luo Chuan took a sip of tea with great interest. He was very satisfied with the scene in front of him. Although he said he couldn't see his face clearly, at this moment, Jiang Wanshang's body had an indescribable temperament.
She picked up the pen and started writing on the white paper.
The speed is not fast, slow, understatement, giving a casual feeling, as if doing a trivial thing.
Like a pair of divine hands, overlooking everything in the world,
Controlling the life and death of the world, the death of others is irrelevant to her.
To her, it was all just a game.
hiss.
There was a burst of air-conditioning, and everyone at the scene felt that they really saw Kira as depicted in the script, and wrote the sinner's name on the notebook in front of their eyes.
Compared with the confrontation between Xia Xiayu and Tang Yi in the morning, there are two completely different viewing experiences.
There is no art of explosion, just a bland scene, but the impression it brings is more profound than the picture of the battle.
It's just a few names, and it will be finished soon.
"Boss, do you need to start over?" Jiang Wanshang broke the silence.
There was an unfinished feeling in everyone's heart, Yue disappeared, and Jiang Wanshang appeared again.
"No, it's alright." Luo Chuan also drank the tea in the cup.
From the preparation before the shooting to the end of the shooting, it took only ten minutes in total.
"This is the end?" Bu Lige couldn't help but ask.
He originally felt that this story had to be filmed at least during dinner, but he didn't expect it to end so inexplicably.
"Do you think it is necessary to reshoot?" Luo Chuan asked back.
"Uh..." Bu Lige scratched his hair and looked at the shooting screen played back on the light screen, "Okay, no."
I can't find the slightest flaw at all. It's a waste of time to shoot again. This is the real talent flow.