"Ka, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's mine!"

Xu Xin immediately shouted stop.

The moment the static electricity came, not to mention Yang Mi, his hands trembled a bit due to the electricity.

Then this lens will definitely not be used.

After calling stop, he ignored the girl who had goosebumps all over her body. After getting up, he started touching the metal door handle.

While eliminating static electricity, he said:

"Take all the money back and let's do it again. You performed well just now. This is the rhythm. She comes up to you and stuffs the money into the rope. Let's do it again. I'll go check out the row of lights just now.

No, just wait for me where you are."

After saying that, he walked out quickly and came to the small monitor. After looking at it, he felt that the light was a little dark, so he asked Lin Chaochao to add a set of reflectors inside.

As Fang Xiu started taking test shots and saw that the light was about the same, he walked back into the house.

One after another for about ten minutes.

Yang Mi and the three extras remained in their original positions and did not move.

There is no way, the camera positions are all fixed, if you move them, you have to put cross foot markings on them.

That would delay things too much.

This is actually what makes young people good at work: they are tenacious and able to persevere.

"Here, do it again and put the song back to where it was before."

Following Xu Xin's words, the others quickly took their places.

Including Yang Mi.

Then, the manic music sounded again...

And as usual, when the girl exposed her waist without a trace of fat to him...

"Snapped!"

"hiss!"

Following Yang Mi's excitement, Xu Xin also retracted his hand with doubts in his eyes.

"..."

Xu Xin was speechless. After stopping the filming, he lowered his head and looked at the down jacket he had received from Zhang Qing...

Yang Mi asked speechlessly:

"What are you wearing underneath?"

"..."

Xu Xin was stunned and opened his arms.

A few people took a look...

Good guy, cashmere sweater.

No wonder, ghosts can appear without static electricity.

"...I took it off."

As he spoke, he stood up and as soon as he took off his down jacket, he heard a crackling sound of static electricity.

He opened the door speechlessly. He originally wanted to go out and take off his clothes, but when he glanced at the group of classmates waiting to be photographed outside... he paused again and walked back.

He closed the door and took off his clothes directly in the room.

Anyway, there is a thin autumn coat inside.

But anyone who has worn cashmere jackets produced by EEDS in the past two years knows that the material of this brand is nothing special, it is pure cashmere.

Soft and comfortable.

But it was very sticky when I took it off.

It's not that it's sticky, but that kind of static electricity is very easy to rub out. Sometimes my scalp will feel numb even if I take off my clothes.

It's absolutely heartbreaking.

The same was true when Xu Xin was taking off his clothes. The static electricity exploded, causing his autumn clothes to be lifted up.

Several people in the room saw his belly...

He is of average build.

This is the truth.

I don’t do systematic fitness, and I haven’t suffered much. I go to bars and nightclubs every day, and my figure is really average.

It even means a bit like a beer belly.

Yang Mi took one look and avoided looking at her, but the other men didn't think anything of it...

You're not a sports student, right?

There is no possibility of a bombshell figure attracting everyone's attention.

After taking off the cashmere jacket and putting on the down jacket again, Xu Xin nodded again:

"Come."

…

"Snapped!"

"...click."

Stopping again, he was speechless.

Yang Mi was also speechless.

Everyone in the room was speechless.

"Why don't you try somewhere else?"

The girl who was electrocuted three times in a row was helpless now.

If it was the first time, she was still a little restless... But now that she had killed three in a row, she had lost all her energy.

People who didn't know better thought there was something wrong with her acting skills.

Who would have thought it was caused by static electricity?

Zhang Mingyuan was also speechless:

"Did you two call me too?"

Xu Xin is also innocent.

Inexplicably, three of them were killed.

When he heard this, Xu Xin was also a little embarrassed.

The sense of shame gradually increased.

After thinking for a while, he said:

"Try again?"

"……All right."

Fourth boot.

The music is still crazy and the money is still hanging around the girl's waist.

Finally, the drunk man handed over the fifty bill.

And I don't know whether Yang Mi was afraid or instinctive. Originally, the side of her waist was facing him, but when he really wanted to touch him, her waist shrank back into an arc.

Fortunately, Xu Xin reacted quickly. In order not to continue NGing, he stretched out his hand and stuck the fifty yuan on Yang Mi's waist.

No static electricity!

But the girl's body still stiffened a bit this time.

Next to him, Fang Xiu, who was half-crouching with one foot on the sofa, subconsciously shouted:

"Click!"

"..."

"..."

Xu Xin's mouth twitched, and Yang Mi was speechless.

Music paused.

he asked:

"What's wrong?"

"She looked a little stiff in the camera."

"...I'm going to take a look. It's easy to pass by and see the effect. Don't move. There's a close-up of the face, that kind of shock and surprise."

After giving instructions to the girl who had been squatting on the table for almost half an hour, Xu Xin came to the door again.

Wearing headphones and watching this on the small monitor.

Sure, there are stiff parts.

but……

It seems to work.

This stiffness is quite natural, as if it was an accident because the 50 yuan was missing.

"call……"

Director Xu Da, who had made more than three NG shots for the first time in his life, finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to walk into the room.

"It works, now let's start the facial close-up..."

…

The scene in the first box ended after the girl's stunned eyes and the drunk man's embarrassment as he left the room.

Calm.

Yang Mi finally got down from the table, put on her down jacket and just walked out of the room when she saw Xu Xin was already taking pictures.

He didn't care about things here at all.

This is actually not normal, because according to her experience in the crew, after each scene, the director will leave some time for the set management, stage management, props and other people to check some things and sort out their ideas.

There is no one like him...

But looking at him staggering into the second room, I felt that I was overthinking it.

It’s just a short film, and it’s not a regular crew, so why should we demand others according to professional requirements?

As the scene was over, she thought for a moment and said nothing. Instead, she followed a few people behind the camera's video line and continued to observe the crew's performance.

…

The drunk man couldn't find his room. He seemed to be getting drunk, and his eyes, which were still wide open at first, had narrowed.

He seemed to be in a daze. He came to a very noisy private room and almost dozed off as soon as he sat down at the door.

The surrounding sounds were noisy, but they had nothing to do with him.

No matter how noisy men and women are, they can't stop his brain, which is about to fail, from entering a dormant state.

But there is always a surprise in everything...

"Dead!! All love!!!"

The moment the music started playing, the drunk man's eyes suddenly opened wide and he became energetic.

"My mine!"

In the heart-rending singing, he suddenly stood up, shouting and looking for a microphone.

Then someone handed me a microphone.

With the camera always pointed at him, the confused drunk man's face reflected the colorful colors of the screen, and he roared heartbreakingly into the microphone:

"Only if you are dead!!! You have to love..."

"oh!!!!!"

Everyone started cheering, and another guy with a microphone appeared in front of the camera and hooked the drunk man's shoulder.

The drunk man was a little stunned and glanced at him.

But this guy didn't look at him, he was smiling and singing in front of the TV.

Seeing this, the drunk man swallowed, and seemed not to care so much anymore. Following the swing of the person holding his shoulders, the two of them began to lower their voices while swaying...

“Love each other as if ~everyday~ is the end of the world~”

"One minute, one second~..."

Sing, really sing.

However, it will still be edited later.

Finally, the song "Love Even If You Die", which has become popular all over the country this year, has reached its climax.

The two gentlemen blushed, their necks thickened, and they changed from hooking their shoulders to looking at each other:

"Dead!!! Everyone needs to love!!!"

“It’s not vivid!! It’s not pleasant~~~~…”

Because of the drunkenness, the drunken man's veins exploded, making him sing especially ferociously.

The other party did the same, and both of them even lost their voices.

But the people around them didn't know when they had gathered around. Everyone gathered around the two of them and cheered and sang.

A love song suddenly turned into a chorus.

After shouting and shouting, the song finally came to an end, and the strong man seemed to still have something to say. At this time, someone handed him a beer.

He subconsciously took it and heard his partner who was singing duet with him shout:

"Happy birthday to our Sissi!!"

"Happy birthday Sissi!!!"

"cheers!!!"

"oh!!!!"

The cheers started again, but I don't know if it was because I drank too much or because I really didn't realize that I had entered the wrong room.

As everyone cheered, the drunk man stupidly took the microphone and said:

"Who? Whose birthday is it?"

"Sissi."

"...Who is Sissi?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Love, as the note ends, completely dies.

The room was filled with silence.

A group of people's eyes fell on the drunk man.

It was quiet for about a few seconds...

"You don't know Sissi?"

"...who is this?"

"Who knows?"

"Who are you?"

After many questions rang out, Xu Xin shouted:

"OK."

In an instant, everyone's emotions subsided, and Xu Xin immediately looked at Zhang Mingyuan.

This scene was not difficult to shoot, but the difficulty was in recording it.

Zhang Mingyuan, who still had a mobile audio console hanging on his waist, took off his headphones and handed them over.

Xu Xin listened to it from the beginning to the end and nodded:

"Okay, Lao Zhang, the background noise is almost inaudible!... Let me check the monitor."

moment.

"OK, this one passed!"
Chapter completed!