MTL - You Made Me a Superstar-Chapter 15 shooting day

   Chapter 15 Shooting Day

   Outside the house.

  The wind was strong, and from time to time bursts of whirring sounded, vaguely, as if some wild animal was howling.

   In the temporary dormitory where Hulu Zhentian used to be, at this moment there are only empty beds left.

  Chen Shuangbao stared at the ceiling with his eyes open.

   He heard "crunching" sounds from time to time.

   The sound of turning over, which he didn't care about in the past, was so noisy at this moment that he couldn't fall asleep.

   Mining coal for so many years…

   This is the first time I have encountered such a situation.

   He knew that he was probably going to lose sleep.

   "Are you asleep?" At this moment, there was a low voice of greeting from the adjoining bed.

   "I didn't sleep." Chen Shuangbao replied.

   "Shuangbao, you said... our group is really going to make a movie? Is it the kind of movie that many people watch in a movie theater?" The voice from the next bed seemed a little excited, but also a little unbelievable.

   "I shouldn't be able to go to the cinema. I heard that this movie was filmed by our boss holding the mistress... It's like taking a video..." Chen Shuangbao shook his head.

   "Oh, no wonder the crew seems so simple... So, hey, I thought I could be in a movie..." The voice next door was suddenly disappointed, and then seemed to lie down again.

   Not long after, the long-lost snoring sounded.

   Hearing the snoring, Chen Shuangbao felt a little sleepy.

Just at this time…

"Shuangbao, you said, if the boss is holding the movie of the mistress, then why does Zhou Yang work with us? I see him, it seems that it is not as simple as taking a video..." Amidst the snoring, the other side of the bed was told Come to doubt.

   "I don't know..." Chen Shuangbao shook his head, "I don't know anything like you..."

   "Can we take a picture?"

   "We'll talk about what to do with sleep tomorrow..."

   "Okay, go to sleep, go to sleep." The doubtful voice waited for a long time without waiting for Chen Shuangbao's answer, and finally calmed down.

   Outside the house.

  The wind still remains.

   Inside the house.

  Chen Shuangbao still stared at the ceiling.

   Although he is the backbone of these people, he is also full of doubts.

them…

  Do you really want to make a movie?

   Can you really take pictures?

   They were inexplicably selected by Zhou Yang among a group of coal diggers to be pulled into the crew.

   Before that, they had absolutely no basis for acting, and even rarely watched movies.

  Probably, in their impression, the movie should be a long, long time ago, in the open square, many people sit and watch together with benches?

  ………………

the next day.

   The sun is shining brightly.

  The mining area is very lively.

  Many people in Xinyang County climbed up from the bottom of the mountain in the cold, and surrounded the shooting site for several times.

   The film project called "The Bottom of the Mine" has been shelved for days.

   It did go through all kinds of ups and downs. Experienced director fraud, experienced the anger of actors, experienced a large number of withdrawals from investors...

  Everyone once felt that the movie was over.

   But I didn't expect it to survive all of it, and it could survive until the day when the filming started, and what was even more unexpected was that a few large coal diggers who didn't know a bunch of big characters were invited into the crew to make a movie...

and!

   seems to still be an important role in it?

   This is like a joke.

Ha ha!

   Any cat or dog can be a director, a screenwriter, and a filmmaker.

  The staff slumped their faces, spread equipment in the shooting area, and found the shooting angle.

   They look a little sluggish…

  An unreliable director, an unreliable script, and an unreliable actor…

   This is destined to be a street-fighting, maybe even rotten to the core, a documentary about the nouveau riche who can't be released.

   They felt that filming this thing was a waste of their lives.

   Moreover, because the investment is limited and the bills are all in the hands of Zhou Yang, they can't make much money in this movie at all.

   Who would be active in this?

   This state continued for more than an hour until a Wrangler stopped in the open space outside the crew.

   "Comrades have worked hard!"

   A burst of passionate greetings came over.

   The staff subconsciously looked at the source of the sound.

   They saw a figure with a big belly staggered out of the car and waved to everyone like a head of state.

  The big gold chain seems to be extraordinarily glittering in the sun, slightly dazzling…

   And behind him, there are several strong and ruthless youths with black bags.

   looks like a bodyguard.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

   "Thank you, hard work!"

   "Just a little bit, if there is anything you need to tell me at any time!"

   "Comrade has worked hard, take it, this is a little bit of care from Zhang, you must accept it..."

   "The start of construction is good, thank you! It's hard work..."

   "Thank you thank you!"

  “…”

   In this world, there are many people, including Qian Wei, the head of the photography team, who feel that he is a person of character.

   He feels that he advocates art, freedom and morality, and feels that he can stay away from temptation and maintain his original heart.

   He was looking for that feeling of shooting all morning.

   Art requires feeling.

   Just like Tsarist Russia needs Jingpu.

but…

  When Zhang Genshui shook hands with him very excitedly, took a small black bag from the bodyguard, and stuffed it into his hands very arrogantly, even subconsciously rejecting it, but he couldn't refuse at all...

   He was stunned.

   What the **** is this guy doing?

  Does he know that we are brewing feelings right now, so if we interrupt, the feeling of shooting will be gone, okay?

  How can this person do this!

  He was a little angry at first.

but…

  When a gust of wind blows through the corner of the small black plastic bag.

   He was stunned.

That is…

what!

   Lying down Nima!

   is full of red and bright hundred-yuan bills.

and!

  I measured it a little...

   At least 30,000 yuan, or even more!

   His mind went blank.

   At this moment, his heart was extremely shaken.

   At that moment, he felt insulted by the capitalists.

but…

   He is not angry at all, and even a little excited, as if he has found the feeling of shooting!

But!

   Damn!

  Why am I full of energy?

   Then, he looked at the fat man who staggered to the side to continue shaking hands and continuing to give out red envelopes.

   He suddenly thought this guy was cute again…

   Like the naive bear in the cartoon?

  ………………

   The upstart Zhang Genshui came and went quickly.

   After sending out the red envelopes and saying hello to the comrades, he sat in the Wrangler and left.

   experienced a "red envelope rain", and the enthusiasm of the entire crew was significantly higher.

   Feng Kai received the red envelope and felt a little better.

  Although he is a nouveau riche, he is very good at life, and looking at this posture, he will not point fingers in the crew.

   That's pretty good.

   In the temporary office, enjoying the heating provided by the nouveau riche, Feng Kai was barely satisfied.

   He finally took out the "Mining Bottom" script that Zhou Yang had copied to him from the drawer and read it.

  Although I look down on Zhou Yang again, as an assistant director, the script is still to be read in the end.

At least…

  You have to pretend, right?

   The script is actually quite simple, and the format also looks quite unprofessional.

  Act 1: "Murder in the Mine"

  Role 1: Tang Chaoyang, one of the protagonists, pretended to be relatives with his accomplices, brought people to work in a small coal mine, and then killed the person concerned and extorted money from the mine owner (played by Chen Shuangbao, who was absent from work.)

  Character 2: The second protagonist of Song Jinming, an accomplice who has lost his conscience, has a little kindness, (played by Zhao Zhen, who is absent from work.)

  Character 3: Zhang Genbao, the victim (played by Zhong Facai, who is absent from work.)

   After briefly watching the first act of the script, Feng Kai threw the script aside.

   To be honest, he has no interest in this kind of murderous, suspected crime script.

   has no depth, no meaning, and no artistry.

No future.

   Although the heating is very comfortable.

   But he still wanted to finish filming and leave as soon as possible, and never wanted to live such a hard life again.

   He lit a cigarette and smoked it quietly.

   He misses the time in the big city, and the days in other crews. At that time, he was so beautiful. It’s not like now, he is like a grandson.

Just at this time…

   There was a knock on the door from the office.

   "That, assistant director, are you free now?"

"What's wrong?"

   "I want to ask, what is this character? How should I shoot this part?"

  “…”

   Pushing the door and entering is Zhong Facai, one of the actors selected by Zhou Yang.

  Feng Kai tried his best to suppress the feeling of wanting to get angry and shake his face, and took over the script.

   However, the facial muscles still twitched fiercely, and the face felt a little hot in an instant.

   He felt insulted.

   "This is a Tibetan character for hiding things. You don't need to recognize this character. It has nothing to do with your character."

   "Oh, Deputy Director Feng, how should I play this part?"

  “…”

  Feng Kai looked at Zhong Facai, who was foolishly standing on the spot and seemed to be asking for advice seriously.

   He wanted to slap the script hard in his face.

   Zhou Yang was looking for something!

   Why don't you know the hyphen?

  Illiteracy!

and!

  Why do you have to put an adverb before the director?

   I need you to remind me that I am an assistant director?

   I don't know?

   "This paragraph, you should..."

   Feng Kai's heart collapsed.

Deputy director!

The words    made Feng Kai's heart pierce like a knife, and he felt insulted again.

but…

   He was still patient, and silently told him the drama.

  Image, image, he must pay attention to image.

   After I finally finished talking and sent this stupid illiterate...

   The knock on the door continued in the office.

   "Director Feng, I want to enrich the script a little... The characters in it, um, Xiaohong seems a little monotonous. If possible, I hope I can dig a little deeper. What do you think?"

   "The script is going to be changed again?" Feng Kai looked up at Zhou Yang.

   "Just adding a few more shots will not affect the main line of shooting, nor will it affect the shooting process." Zhou Yang explained.

   "Are you going to change it later?"

   "I don't need it anymore, I shouldn't need it anymore."

   "Oh, okay, let's shoot now."

   "Can you shoot?" Zhou Yang was at a loss.

   "If you don't shoot now, do you have to wait for the New Year to shoot again?"

   "Director Feng, I actually want to..." Zhou Yang thought about it for a while and wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Feng Kai in an instant!

   "Take a picture for me! Take a picture now! Take a picture right away, take a picture right away!" Feng Kai didn't hold back, but suddenly became angry, his whole face seemed to be a little distorted.

Oh shit!

   He really couldn't stand Zhou Yang's stupid appearance!

   Don’t take a photo of yourself without urinating!

   special!

  You really think you are a great director and a great screenwriter, you have to keep improving!

   "Uh...you calm down..." Zhou Yang was taken aback.

"Director Zhou, that's not what I meant, I mean, I think Director Zhou, your script is very deep and artistic, I think it should be shot earlier... Sorry, didn't scare you? I was really in a hurry just now, I'm afraid that this artistic atmosphere will be dragged away..." Feng Kai quickly apologized after realizing his gaffe.

   But in his heart, the river was overturned again, and he was about to vomit himself.

  “…”

   (end of this chapter)