On the desolate Gobi Desert, looking from a distance, a large group of soldiers wearing Tang Dynasty armor were fighting each other in the wilderness. Most of these soldiers were wearing Mingguang armor. Some of them were fighting with weapons, and some were throwing away their weapons. They were hugging each other and fighting. When I stood far away, I saw that the killing was really joyous. It could be said that the sand was flying and rocks were flying, and the shouts were loud. But when I stood closer, I saw only those who were attacking with weapons. You came and I went. The two of them wielded their weapons softly, and even if they used force, their weapons would just collide back and forth, and they refused to hit each other's vital points; and those who were hugging each other and fighting were more like children fighting on the street, each punching the opponent with the least pain. Pat the itchy areas away.
The most important thing is that there are many people among them who are smiling and laughing, which really makes the originally murderous battlefield become absurd.
Liu Fei'er was wearing a lightweight chainmail armor, also commonly known as chainmail. She was holding a sword in a majestic pose. She was about to ride her horse forward and wave the sword to "kill the enemy" bravely, but suddenly Hearing a loud shout from the side: "Cut!!" (For Liu Fei'er, please refer to my book "Raising a Vixen at Home") Liu Fei'er sighed suddenly, turned her head helplessly and looked to the side, only to see a big man beside her. The fat man poked his head out from behind the monitor and roared like a tyrannosaurus breathing fire: "What are you doing! Why are you looking at the camera again!! Old Han? Old Han, get the fuck over here!"
Old Han is a thin middle-aged man. After hearing this, he immediately ran over with a smile on his face: "Hey, Director Li, what's going on?"
Director Li furiously pointed at the bewildered "soldiers" who had stopped, and spat wildly: "What kind of extras did you find so quickly? All of them have playful smiles, do they look human?" Why are you still smiling? You think street gangsters fight? Okay, even if you don't fight well, forget it, I'll tolerate it! Why are you always looking at the camera? Why don't you fight well? , I use a back silhouette, a large panorama can also be used, but you keep looking at the camera when I give a medium shot and a close shot, do you want to kill me?"
Old Han was obviously an old man. Even when the other person was spitting, he kept spitting and kept a smile on his face. When Director Li finished spraying, he said with a smile: "Director Li, there is nothing we can do about it. Really? Recently, eight crews started working in the film and television city at the same time, four of which are war dramas, and this group of actors has been overwhelmed! Can't I find people? "
Director Li said angrily: "You can't find anyone, so you just find something like this to fool me?"
He already had a loud voice, but these words were clearly heard by the extras on the opposite side.
¡°If it¡¯s a professional extra that eats this bowl of rice, then it¡¯s okay to scold them. How can there be a director who doesn¡¯t scold others? As old gangsters and veterans, they are all used to it. They all get paid anyway.
But this group of people are local villagers. Due to the lack of extras, they were asked to fill in temporarily. Each of these villagers heard that they came to act, and they could watch big stars, join in the fun, and get some money to spend. They all came out in a swarm. Director Li, who was upset because his leader of extras was snatched away by a crew next to him, resulting in a lack of extras, was overjoyed, but soon he couldn't be happy anymore.
Although the extras are acting as passers-by, they are also divided into professionals and non-professionals. Why are the quality of Chinese films relatively poor in many places compared with American films? A large part of the reason is that all aspects of film production are much worse than before, the most obvious of which is the group performance.
Actors who work as extras in Hollywood are not "local people" who hang out with passers-by all day long, eating and drinking and waiting to die. These are actors who come to Hollywood to try their luck with movie and star dreams. Countless people have excellent acting skills, and their appearance and figure are not inferior to those of big stars, they just lack opportunities.
Because this group of people is so large, when Hollywood calls for extras, a large number of actors with rich experience in film, television and even dramas will be summoned. If these people come to act as extras, it will definitely be like killing mosquitoes with anti-aircraft guns.
As for the extras in China, although there are some professional actors who work from the bottom, the actual number is very small. Are those students who have graduated from majors asked to play passerby? Sorry, not acting! At least give me a character with lines and a name!
Most of the extras are villagers near the film and television base, or they are smugglers who have become famous in the film and television base, and then bring their fellow villagers from their hometowns to come out as extras. How can such people be professional?
There were no big scenes on the first day, which was fine and passed quickly. But on the second day, when the big war scenes came, Director Li couldn't laugh. Not only could he not laugh, he even wanted to cry!
These old haters don¡¯t even know how to form an ordinary formation. Letting them film a scene seriously without making any mistakes is simply more difficult than killing them!Director Li was so angry that he wanted to gouge out their eyes because of their habit of peeking at the camera.
But what depresses him the most isnot only are these people unprofessional in acting, they are also veryunprofessional in attitude.
As soon as the villagers heard Director Li swearing, they immediately stopped. A tall and thick man came up, pointed at Director Li, and cursed: "Hey, what are you talking about? Why are you swearing?" After that, he turned his head and said: " Folks, they don¡¯t respect people, so quit!¡±
Everyone immediately started shouting: "Yes, yes, no more, no more!" All of a sudden they dropped their weapons, and the battlefield suddenly became filled with smoke.
Director Li's heart bleeds with hatred. The crew is indeed short of people right now, otherwise he wouldn't have let such a bunch of hard-working people join the cast. But this scene cannot be stopped without filming, because there are so many people in the crew, and everyone eats them up. Ma Chew, this is all money. If you wait one more day, it will cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. The most important thing is that he must film some scenes these days, otherwise the biggest star in the crew, Liu Fei, will There is no schedule for her daughter. According to the contract, she has to go to another crew to catch up on the show. Then they can only shoot other scenes. When the time comes to adjust, it will be a lot of chaos and waste. Not only does it cost money, it also consumes morale!
Film and television shooting is an industry of collaborative division of labor. It is definitely not the case that one person can take over the world by himself no matter how good he is. If these people go on strike together, he really has no good solution. The other party does not care about money, so why do you care about others? contract? These extras are temporary workers, and they get paid every day they work. If Director Li really wanted to sign a contract, he wouldn't dare. Who knows what kind of people these people are?
As a director, his authority in the crew was challenged. Director Li was furious for a moment. Just as he was about to break the pot, he heard a crisp voice like a silver bell not far away: "Hey. Hey, drink water, drink water! Everyone has worked hard, drink some water to cool down!"
Liu Fei'er and others turned around to look, only to see a little girl as beautiful as a porcelain doll squeezing in with a large box of mineral water in her arms and shouting in a familiar voice.
But don¡¯t tell me, it really worked, and it diluted the extremely strong smell of gunpowder in an instant.
Liu Fei'er also quickly smiled and smoothed things over: "Yes, the weather is too hot. Let's drink some cold water to cool down." After saying that, she smiled at the big man who was shouting about going on strike: "Brother Sun, you Help me, let everyone control it, this scene has been shot five or six times, it¡¯s quite hard for you guys to go back and forth, isn¡¯t it?¡±
These words made Brother Sun look happy. He chuckled and said: "After all, he is a big star, and his words are nice. Unlike some people, they just know how to make noises!" After saying this, he glared at the director.
Director Li was so angry that his nose was smoking, and he was about to have an attack when he saw a bottle of mineral water thrust in front of him. Instead, it was the little girl holding the mineral water who looked at him with a beautiful smile. Her beautiful appearance and expression that made her both angry and happy His face made him immediately dissipate even if he was full of anger.
This girl is none other than Yao Mengzhen.
She and Hao Shuai were sneaking all the way. When they were about to run out of food, they happened to meet Liu Fei'er's crew who had been forced into a corner. The two of them discussed that instead of running away aimlessly like this, it would be better to make some money anonymously first. Otherwise, the two of them would have to sleep in the open.
Logically speaking, two delicate and beautiful boys and girls suddenly appeared in this remote northwest. It would be strange to anyone. But it is precisely because of the two of them, one is too handsome and too handsome, and the other is too beautiful and too lolita. So much so that they all liked them from the bottom of their hearts as soon as they met. No one would treat them as bad people, and judging from their words and deeds, they didn't look like children from ordinary families. When they heard that they wanted to work on the set, whether it was Liu Both Mayfair and the director regarded them as children from rich families who are independent and come out to experience life.
Precisely because of this speculation, the crew did not bully them, but took care of them.
When Director Li saw the mineral water bottle handed over by Yao Mengzhen, he suddenly smiled bitterly: "You are a ghost." After saying that, he took the water, opened it and took a sip, then took a few breaths and said loudly: " Let¡¯s rest for 20 minutes and start shooting again later. I hope everyone will cooperate well!¡±
Everyone on the crew breathed a sigh of relief when they heard these words. No one in the crew wanted to have a conflict. The folk customs in the northwest were fierce. If they really took action, it would be no joke.
Liu Fei'er also breathed a sigh of relief. She took off her extremely heavy helmet. The assistant on the side quickly came over to help remove the armor, but Liu Fei'er waved her hand and said: "Forget it, I have to put it on again later. It¡¯s even more troublesome. That¡¯s it, help me get the electric fan.¡±
The assistant was a young girl in her mid-twenties with a few freckles on the bridge of her nose. After hearing this, she quickly brought a battery-powered electric fan over and blew it on Fei'er Liu.
Liu Fei'er glanced at Yao Mengzhen, who was getting wet everywhere, and then waved her hand: "Hey, Xiaomeng! Come here, come here! Let's have some fun with my sister."
Yao Mengzhen responded crisply, poured out the remaining water, then jumped over and said with a smile: "Sister Fei'er, you look really good in this outfit."
Liu Fei'er smiled and said, "You're dead again!"
Yao Mengzhen blinked and said nothing, and Liu Fei'er said again: "Hey, you ghost, you just showed up at the right time! You grasped the timing well! Praise me!"
Yao Mengzhen smiled and said, "It's just a coincidence."
Liu Feier looked at Yao Mengzhen and said, "By the way, where is the boy with you?"
Yao Mengzhen turned his head to look at the group of extras heading towards the shadows, and said, "It should be inside."
Liu Fei'er sighed and said, "Let him do some drama chores with you. How tiring is it to have to play a small role?"
Yao Mengzhen said with a smile: "This will make you money quickly."
Liu Fei'er glanced at the opposite side and saw a row of "dead bodies" crawling up on the battlefield that was "strewn with corpses". Among them was a short boy, patting the dust on his body. Although he was far away, But Liu Fei'er could still clearly see the other party's face, although a little dirty, but still handsome and handsome.
Even Liu Fei'er, who knows a lot of people, has never seen someone of the opposite sex who can startle her with just one look. The most important thing is that she can faintly feel a different temperament from the other person's body. This This temperament is very similar to that of a strange man she once met.
Liu Fei'er looked at the other party and said, "Are you short of money?"
Yao Mengzhen rolled his eyes and said casually, "It's not bad. I hope I can get by."
The other party's attitude of both valuing money and not valuing money made Liu Fei'er very puzzled. She could never figure out the identity and origin of the other party. The crew also speculated for a long time, and most people were inclined to think that the two of them came out to work. The rich second generation, especially Yao Mengzhen, occasionally revealed his superior temperament and eccentric intelligence, which made them firm up their ideas.
Shooting on the set is very boring, not as interesting as many outsiders imagine, especially for someone like Fei'er Liu who started as a child star at the age of five. The life of the set is boring and boring, and suddenly Yao is added Meng Zhen and Hao Shuai, an interesting pair of golden boys and girls, naturally aroused Liu Feier's curiosity and attention.
Liu Fei'er wanted to chat more with Hao Shuai, ask about the other person's situation, and see if he could help them in any way, but Hao Shuai was as slippery as a loach, and it was as if he had never heard of Liu Fei'er. Like this top Chinese star, he didn't come near her at all. Instead, he went to do all the dirty work.
Within two days of joining the crew, after learning that you could get double the money for playing a dead person, you immediately ran to play a "dead body". For such a master, Fei'er Liu really didn't have the slightest bit of trouble.
After Hao Shuai dusted himself off, he did not join the crowd of extras. Instead, he walked unsocially towards Yao Mengzhen, one of the crew members. From a distance away, he yelled at Yao Mengzhen. He stood up and said, "Everyone has water, but I don't! Do you want to kill me with thirst, or do you want to kill me with thirst?"
Listening to these words with a somewhat lazy tone, Liu Fei'er's smart eyes became more and more curious. She smiled and said: "Xiao Shuai, why are you not good at acting? You have to play a dead person, doesn't it feel good? "
If it were in the past, Hao Shuai would probably be like a flying monkey circling around Liu Fei'er, but after experiencing so many extraordinary things, how could Hao Shuai, who killed Water God Gonggong with his own hands, just because he saw a star? And all the fuss?
Hao Shuai said with a smile: "How can it be possible? I don't know how comfortable it is. You can make money just by going to the ground and sleeping. How easy it is."
Liu Fei'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Aren't you afraid of the heat?"
Hao Shuai laughed and said: "Are you guys hot too? You were standing and basking in the sun, and I was lying down and basking in the sun. In comparison, I feel that I am much more relaxed! If you have a job like playing a dead person in the future, come to me. ah!"
Liu Fei'er covered her mouth and laughed: "Are you going to become a cadaver professional?"
Hao Shuai does not regard Fei'er Liu as a big star and talks casually with her, but others see it differently.
Soon, trouble came.
============================= I haven¡¯t written a 4,000-word chapter in hundreds of years, it¡¯s even later, sorry~