noffsinger Chapter 210: Women's clothing again?
Chapter 210: Women's clothing again?
Seeing that the HR had misunderstood something, Lu Rong did not explain it clearly in order to get on the job quickly and easily.
The two hit it off immediately, and after signing the part-time job contract, Lu Rong headed straight to the next part-time job location.
The part-time job of a puppeteer is much simpler. They don’t have any requirements. Just be anyone.
There is a great demand for this kind of cheap labor position, but there is no shortage of people. When Lu Rong arrived, three or four college students who had agreed to the job had already walked out of the store.
The expressions on their faces were very strange, seeming both sad and happy.
There is a sense of security in finding a job, but also a sadness in having to start working soon.
After meeting the recruiting boss, Lu Rong was hired readily.
However, this place is close to the university town and there are many college students looking for part-time jobs, so the working hours are rather special and the boss arranges their working schedules.
Off-campus staff like them do not have to work on weekends and holidays, as all duties are handed over to college students. On weekdays, they work in shifts.
In other words, Lu Rong has half of his afternoons free every week, and he can do odd jobs or help other team members.
Lu Rong was thinking and didn't notice the photographer next to him clicking his tongue.
He was very satisfied with the fulfilling arrangements that followed, but soon his face turned bitter again.
They found a job, but they still didn't make any money today, so they still have to sleep at the airport.
On the way back, just as I was crossing the sidewalk, a hurried figure bumped into me without me noticing.
Fortunately, Lu Rong had practiced martial arts and had a stable chassis, so nothing happened. However, the man fell to the ground with his butt, and was dizzy.
He was a middle-aged man, wearing a wrinkled gray suit, and looked like he was worried about something.
After realizing that he had bumped into someone, his first reaction was to apologize profusely.
Lu Rong quickly pulled him up from the ground.
Who would have thought that after the middle-aged man raised his head, he stared at Lu Rong's eyebrows and eyes with a surprised expression.
The photographer noticed something was wrong and approached cautiously. Could he have encountered a hooligan?
The middle-aged man turned off the ringing phone in his pocket, opened his eyes wide and held Lu Rong's hand:
"Hello, can we meet? I don't know if you are free. I mean, can you give me a hand? It's paid for!"
"No, sir. I have something else to do next." Lu Rong politely declined and withdrew his hand calmly.
"Oh, I don't know how to put it. I'm really not a bad person or a liar..."
The man turned around anxiously, pointing at the decorated stage not far away. He could faintly hear the sound of music.
"There's a play going on over there in an hour, and the lead actress terminated her contract at the last minute. I wanted to find a replacement actress, but I didn't expect that the two of them were in cahoots and had already run away..."
The man was so angry that his body swelled up: "I should have known..."
Lu Rong recognized his voice-over and looked confused: "The female lead ran away, why are you stopping me? I'm a man."
“That’s different…” The middle-aged man hesitated, “You are good-looking, and I can tell at a glance that you are extraordinary. It’s that…that aura that you have in your industry.”
"???" Lu Rong felt like she had met a weirdo. She shook her head and decided to ignore him since she couldn't make him work. Just as she was about to leave, she heard the man raise two fingers:
"If you agree to come, I'll give you two thousand!"
Lu Rong paused, and turned back as if controlled by a mysterious force: "Are you serious?"
"Bao Zhen!" The middle-aged man made a three-fingered swearing gesture towards the sky.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go." Lu Rong's expression changed quickly and he walked calmly in front of him.
The middle-aged man suddenly felt that his previous feeling might be wrong. Is he really an insider who is so short of money?
Forget it, forget it.
He and Lu Rong were speeding all the way, which was very hard for the guy carrying a camera. He followed closely behind them, with a few drops of sweat on his forehead.
In a corner of the city park, behind a makeshift stage curtain, staff members were methodically carrying out all preparations before the performance.
The legs of the carved wooden chair were unstable, and the prop master was repairing it with a serious look on his face. The retro gramophone next to it was polished to a shine, and he had to check carefully whether it could play the Republic of China tunes with a rustling texture normally.
The costume designer shuttled between the hangers, checking the exquisite cheongsams, neat Mao suits, and gorgeous dresses one by one for flaws, and ironing the wrinkles on the hems of skirts from time to time.
As for the actors, they were just reciting their lines silently in the corner with serious expressions and muttering to themselves.
Occasionally they would reach out their hands and imitate the actions in the play.
When you meet a middle-aged man, you will politely call him: Mr. Dai.
"Come, here is the script. Follow Teacher Xiao in and put on your makeup."
Mr. Dai stuffed the notebook into Lu Rong's arms and called the makeup artist to take the foreign aid away to do the makeup.
The makeup artist was an older lady who had obviously been through a lot. Even though the heroine Mr. Dai brought was a man, she remained calm.
Everyone is busy, and Lu Rong is no exception.
In less than forty minutes, he had to recite his lines quickly and sort out the character's personality quickly.
After browsing the general plot, Lu Rong raised his eyebrows.
Interestingly, this Republican drama does not involve popular elements such as warlords and actors. All the plots take place in the mansion of an old landlord.
What surprised Lu Rong the most was that this was actually a rare horror drama.
This greatly aroused Lu Rong's interest, and while the makeup artist was busy, he gradually immersed himself in the plot and felt the heroine's joys and sorrows.
Just after he had read it three times, the makeup artist patted the back of the chair to give him a hint.
Lu Rong raised her head and her eyelashes trembled. This was a very pure makeup, with the popular willow-leaf eyebrows, elongated eyeliner and light foundation...
Just from his facial features, you can tell that the protagonist comes from a wealthy family.
The makeup artist looked at Lu Rong in the mirror for a few times with satisfaction, and gave him a short hairstyle.
The heroine's original costume was a white short slim-fitting cheongsam, but after changing to Lu Rong, it was changed to a traditional light blue stand-up collar and slanted lapel loose style.
It is more reserved and introverted, yet still playful.
When Mr. Dai walked in, his eyes widened. He gave the makeup artist a thumbs up and turned to look at Lu Rong:
"This..." Mr. Dai suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know Lu Rong's name yet, and coughed awkwardly:
"How about the lines? Just lip sync, and we'll have someone dub for you later."
Lu Rong shook his head, coughed lightly, and made a few "i" and "u" sounds. Under Mr. Dai's surprised gaze, his voice changed from neutral to an obviously girl's voice.
It’s still that kind of gentle female voice!
Mr. Dai was dumbfounded and scratched his ears in an inelegant manner: "You, you..."
Lu Rong held her chest and abdomen together, folded her hands in front of her, and spoke softly, with a leisurely rhythm:
"Cousin, what do you want to talk to Xiu Jin about?"
When she spoke, the tone at the end of the sentence rose slightly, adding a touch of coquettishness. It was the kind of Mandarin with the soft and sticky accent of the Jiangnan water village.
The ladylike temperament is fully displayed.
Mr. Dai was stunned and even began to doubt Lu Rong's real gender.
The calm makeup artist was also stunned. She didn't know whether to wear the scarf she was going to use to cover her Adam's apple or not.
Lu Rong coughed and returned to her original voice, looking at the middle-aged man: "Mr. Dai should be relieved now, right?"
Mr. Dai was stunned for a while, the CPU burned rapidly, and then he was ecstatic, he must have found a treasure!
"Hahaha, don't worry, I'm just waiting for your performance, teacher."
Mr. Dai held Lu Rong's hand reverently, nodded repeatedly, and walked out of the compartment with light steps.
I still remember the lines classes in school, which were nothing more than controlling breath and various resonances of the mouth, head, and chest. These were the most basic and most important.
The professor who was giving the lecture at the time only mentioned the so-called side topic of false voice a few times, but Dean Tang focused on teaching him how to imitate the intonation of a female voice.
When a normal male speaks, the position of the larynx is relatively low. To make a female voice, one needs to try to raise the position of the larynx appropriately.
Male voices are usually located at the back, while female voices are relatively located at the front, and have more head cavity resonance components.
For example, when you say words like "hee hee" and "mimi", you feel that the sound is produced near the lips and teeth, and apply this feeling of forward sound production to speaking.
When practicing laughter, make a "chuckle" sound and you can clearly feel the vibration in your head. This vibration is the head cavity resonance.
Not only boys need to strengthen the resonance of the head cavity when practicing the ending tone, but girls can do it too. For example, this technique was used in the falsetto humming of the high notes in Faye Wong's "Legend".
Applying this sense of resonance to the normal speaking range can make the sound more ethereal.
While waiting in the backstage, Lu Rong memorized the lines thoroughly, closed his eyes and began to rest, simulating the movements on the stage in his mind.
Since he had never rehearsed with the male lead, he had to follow the model of the female lead, but this did not pose a problem for him.
After watching the previous rehearsal video, he had a rough plan in mind.
He knew something about drama, after all, the school's final exams were basically conducted on a small stage in the form of group performances of drama.
Compared with the lifelike dialogues and natural acting in TV dramas, modern dramas pay more attention to pronunciation and intonation.
For words ending with finals such as "an, en, in", the pronunciation should be complete and there should be no "eating" of words.
Accurately grasp the tone and rhythm, because there are no close-ups, the actors must use the emotional power of sound to make the audience feel the character's joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.
The requirements for emotional fullness are much higher than those for modern interpretations.
If you can see an actor who meets all of the above conditions in a theater without feeling embarrassed, he is definitely a national treasure!
As soon as the hour passed, the heavy scarlet curtain was pulled open on time, and a cold light, accompanied by the diffuse, thick, substantial fog, illuminated the stage.
This is an old house with a long history. The mottled walls have been eroded by time and have peeled off in large chunks, revealing the dark blue bricks and stones inside.
In the courtyard, withered vines tightly entangled the corridor pillars.
An ancient stone well is located in the center with its mouth wide open. Visitors who are close to it can even feel wisps of cold air emanating from it.
In the corner, a wooden swing creaked in the wind. Next to it, a few rotten tables and chairs were toppled over, as if they had just experienced a fierce struggle.
Gusts of cold wind blew by, carrying with them faint, miserable cries that seemed to come from both a man and a woman, intermittently echoing in the dead silent courtyard.
This scene made the audience feel a chill down their spines and they all sat up straight.
At this time, a night watchman wearing short brown cloth pants and a black cap stood with his head held high and his chest puffed out.
First, strike the gong slowly to make a long "clang" sound, then strike the clapper quickly to make a crisp "bang" sound.
Hit three times in a row, one slow and one fast.
The old man shook his head and shouted again and again in a loud voice: "It is the hour of Mao, the dawn is breaking--"
The shouting seemed to have a magical power that dispelled the gloomy atmosphere brought by the scene. At the same time, the stage lights changed quietly.
The mansion that previously looked like a haunted house now looks brand new, just a little old, as if it was just an illusion of the audience.
The vermilion lacquered door slowly opened, and a slightly old but still exquisite carriage slowly drove into the landlord's mansion.
The copper bells of the carriage jingled as the carriage shook, as if announcing the arrival of distant guests.
The maids and servants had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time, and they hurriedly surrounded her: "Miss, you are finally here!"
The driver jumped off the shaft, put the footstool in place, and then respectfully lifted the curtain.
The audience in the audience was also looking forward to it, and some of them wanted to stick their necks into the carriage to be the first to feast their eyes.
An embroidered shoe stepped out of the car first. The delicate plum blossom embroidery on the shoe surface sparkled with a fine luster under the light.
Then, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed "Wow" in unison, and the tall figure of the cousin appeared in front of everyone.
She was wearing a water blue plain brocade cheongsam with a few elegant orchids embroidered on it with silver thread, which embellished the look just right.
There were two neatly combed buns at the back of her head, and her short hair hung down beside her ears, with a mutton-fat jade hairpin inserted in her hair.
The eldest wife smiled and walked forward gracefully: "Xiu Jin, you are finally here... Aunt was so worried, now I am relieved."
She had specially worn a crimson purple brocade cheongsam today. The gold thread of the rich peony pattern sparkled brightly, and the jade bracelet on her wrist swayed gently with her movements.
Xiu Jin bowed slightly and said softly, "Thank you for your concern, Madam. I hope everything goes well on your journey."
The tone is like the breeze in spring, gentle and delicate.
The eldest wife held the cousin's hand affectionately and said, "My child, I haven't seen you for a long time. You have become more beautiful."
After saying that, he led the cousin towards the mansion.
In the courtyard, maids came and went, holding various snacks, tea and fresh fruits in their hands.
Several servants took the cousin's luggage off the carriage and carefully carried it to the room that had already been cleaned.
"Xiu Jin, tell your aunt if you are used to the journey here. Is there anything missing? I will ask the servants to arrange it." The eldest wife asked as they walked.
"Thank you for your concern, aunt. The scenery along the way was very beautiful and I didn't feel tired at all." The cousin responded with a smile.
Her face was calm, but her nervousness and a sense of helplessness were evident from her voice.
When passing by the garden, I saw a sea of colorful flowers blooming.
"I took care of this garden myself. Auntie knows that you like quietness, so she specially arranged for you to live in the west wing in the backyard. You can come and stroll around when you are free."
The eldest wife said that she was a model of a good aunt.